The e-sports god takes it home

Chapter 432 Black History

Cai Cai: "Now, now."

You: "..."

"Am I scary or the enemy hero?" You touched his face with an amiable smile.

Cai Cai: "You."

You: "..."

"So what do you think of your performance tonight?"

Cai Cai: "Not good."

"Why is it bad? Is it because you didn't get the pentakill? I praised you on the commentary stand all night, do you know that?" You continued to tease him.

Cai Cai thought for a while, then nodded silently, "Yes, thank you."

You felt that I had been interviewing for so many years, and I had never had such an awkward chat.

At this point, he understood that all members of the Win team may not be normal.

He patted Cai Cai's shoulder with a bit of lovelessness, intending to carry the awkward chat to the end, "Why do young people cherish words like gold? Do you dare to say a sentence longer than five words?"

Then he heard Cai Cai's soft voice, "Dare not, dare not, dare not."

You: "..." Are you a repeater?
[Hahahaha my God!My Cai Cai's topic ending ability is even better than that of Guangshen, okay? 】

[Guangshen is much better at cueing than him, this one doesn't even cue. 】

【Oh my god, I can't do it, Cai Caimeng has blood all over my face! 】

[Is there a group going to Win to steal vegetables? 1/100】

[Group Stealing Vegetables 2/100 Funny.jpg]

[Hahahaha You brother, you are touching your nipple and talking, have you been boasting all night?You beep—the poisonous milk has been there all night! 】

[Cai Cai San Lian: Don't dare, dare not, dare not. 】

[You have been in KPL for so many years and finally met your opponent? 】

……

Not only the fans in the studio, but even Cai Cai's teammates laughed mercilessly.

"Hahaha, it's written all over your face: who am I, where am I, and why isn't the interview over yet?" Jiang Jiang lay on Laifu's shoulder, trembling with laughter.

Blast wiped away his tears, with bitterness on his face: "I was wrong, I shouldn't have retired so early, you see, after I left, the team didn't even have a normal person who could be interviewed!"

"You can put it down. When I didn't know who was interviewing after the game, I took out two allegro from my pocket and showed it. The young lady who was in charge of the interview held back her laughter so much that the newly made apple muscle was almost scrapped." After He Xiaopang finished speaking, he took out his mobile phone, "I still have that video, and I plan to show it at your wedding in the future."

"Is it so popular? You really don't want to organize an art troupe for the elderly in the future?" Bu Yao poked his head in surprise, looking at He Xiaopang's black history.

He slapped He Xiaopang on the head with a burst of slaps, "You still have the face to say that I didn't know who rushed onto the stage like a madman when we won the three consecutive championships, picked up the trophy, and was almost taken as a thief by the security guards." Fork out the trophy."

"If it weren't for his round figure, which is so recognizable, I almost thought it was the black fans who rushed up to throw us sulfuric acid." Lu Yan made up the knife with a look of disgust.

Jiang Jiang: "I only saw a ball-like man rolling onto the stage, and ran away while holding the trophy without paying attention."

"I have the face to say that I am not happy after playing the allegro, and I even invited the host to have a chance to go to your hometown in Northeast China to watch you twist Yangko." He Xiaopang hit back with a backhand, and said with a smile: "E-sports Wu Xiubo If you become KPL Guo Degang in seconds, you deserve it.”

"And you, Su Qianjiang, you sang Tengger's version of "Steel Wings" in front of the audience on the Internet. I still keep it!"

(End of this chapter)