The e-sports god takes it home

Chapter 794
As long as he says he's good and fans believe him, then he's real. Even if the official speaks up, they can tear the official apart.

That's how powerful a brain fan is.

Night Curtain: "I..."

Before he could say the word 'care', he interrupted, "Instead of pitying others, you should think more about yourself, why so many people scold you for paddling, and why your state has continued to decline this season. ..."

He was obviously smiling, but the night's hairs stood up in an instant, and his heart seemed to have fallen into an ice hole, so cold that he silently swallowed the rest of his words.

He hasn't played enough and he doesn't want to retire.

Wen Ji admired his stiff appearance with satisfaction, and then completed what he hadn't finished: "Don't be nervous, I don't plan to change the mid laner yet, is there anything else?"

"No, no more." After Yemu finished speaking, she turned and left as if fleeing.

He has always been very clear that there are many people who are younger, more qualified than him, and work harder than him. Every year there will be an influx of new players. It is not difficult for Wen Ji to replace him.

There are many people who are willing to be manipulated by him.

There are far more businessmen in this world than artists. Wen Ji is not a person with e-sports dreams. The e-sports spirit, belief, and fairness are worthless in his eyes. Only money and power are real.

He only knew that the better the team's performance, the more dividends he could get.

As long as it can bring benefits to the club, the superiors will not care how they win. After all, they invest money to build the club, but they are just fancying the huge business opportunities in these emerging industries.

And he never cared what method they used to win, he would even encourage them to play some small tricks when necessary, timely suppress, create pressure from public opinion, and even guide the opponent to foul...

As long as they can win, there will be plenty of braggarts.

After the night was far away, Shisha knocked on the door frame and walked in.

"Are you here to question me too?" Wen Ji looked up at him, mostly teasing.

"I'm not that bored yet." Shi Sha shook his phone, "I just have something for you."

Wen Ji heard the words and clicked on WeChat, and saw that he had sent a photo.

"I originally planned to find an open space to do a ritual ceremony to break their love buff..." Shisha muttered, "Now it seems that it is more useful to entrust it to you than to perform a ritual."

……

He Xiaopang is completely sure that the old Yinbi of Tihua is messing with them. All kinds of negative comments are like cut leeks, one crop after another. He contacted the public relations overnight and worked hard all night before Finally pressed down.

Early the next morning, he had to fly back to Jinshi by plane. He slept all the way on the plane, and immediately turned on the data to check the news on the Internet after getting off the plane, and then he was completely dumbfounded.

Bridge Bean Sacks!What's going on with this #言言情情推见实针# on the hot search list?
He Xiaopang's first reaction was to look at the two Qingqingwowo nestled in the back row of the bus, and asked in a daze, "Have you two gone out to scavenge recently?"

Bu Yao was dumbfounded when he asked, "No, what's the matter?"

He Xiaopang: "When was the last time you danced wildly on the verge of a romantic relationship?"

Before Bu Yao could speak, Blast, who was deeply hurt by it, yelled first: "Do you still need to ask? The two of them have not danced for a day."

(End of this chapter)