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Chapter 129 Xiran returns for a limited time

"Let us congratulate Snake Esports Club for winning this game with a score of three to zero!"

At the Olympic Sports Center, the venue was completely silent.

Even more than half of the seats in the auditorium were empty.

After the first game, a large number of RNG fans left.

After learning that Uzi would not play in the next game, half of the audience walked away.

Those fans who stayed with hope were finally completely disheartened at this moment.

But it is worth mentioning that without UZI, RNG successfully increased the game time from [-] minutes in the first game to [-] minutes, making a qualitative leap.

"In this case, Snake Esports Club has successfully entered the 2017 Spring Split Playoffs Finals. They will meet up with WE Esports Club in the finals to compete for the Spring Split Championship!"

When Song Wen came to the lounge, Zhu Kai immediately came over and helped Song Wen straighten the folds of his clothes.

"Brother Wen, take a rest and do the interview after the game."

Song Wen was a little confused after hearing the post-match interview.

To be honest, after experiencing the high-intensity output after the first game, he has really exhausted his talents.

Recently, the speed of absorbing nutrients has obviously not been able to keep up with the speed of output. If this continues, sooner or later, it will be drained dry.

"Let the gestures go. The three gestures are pretty good."

"Ah? Shall I go? I won't go."

"Why don't you go."

"I heard that the host of today's interview is an intern. I'm afraid that he will affect my performance. If I want to do the interview, I will definitely ask Aunt Yu Shuang to come. If I don't do it, I will be a blockbuster. At least I have to be as amazing as you, Brother Wen. .”

"Haha," Song Wen smiled and said mockingly, "It's just glutinous. What do you call a dog?"

He thought for a while, seemed to have grasped something, and asked:

"You said intern, which intern is it?"

"It's the intern who interviewed you for the first time. Before you even tried your best, she started crying in front of the camera."

"Xiran?"

"Yes, it seems to be the name."

Song Wen was stunned for a moment. Since Xiran interviewed him last time, there was no such person in the LPL. Song Wen once thought that he had ruined the career of other girls. Occasionally, he felt embarrassed when he thought about it. of.

I didn't expect it to come back now.

Seeing Song Wen's silence, Zhi Zhi thought for a moment and sighed: "Forget it, Brother Wen, if you don't want to go, I'll do it."

"No, I'll go."

"It's okay, Brother Wen, why are you being polite to me? I was joking with you just now."

"Who are you kidding? I'm going to go sit down. You don't even know what level you are. You have a record of 9-9-19 in three games. You are a pure bastard. How dare you come up for an interview? You look arrogant. ?”

"It's not Brother Wen! I won't be happy if you say that," Song Wen said, apparently anxious, "I've been putting condoms on you all the time. Others don't know, haven't you felt it yet?"
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"Cough cough."

interview room.

Xiran coughed twice, trying to relieve the tension in his heart.

The last time I interviewed black was the last time.

One interview caused her to spend all her little savings when she just entered the society.

Went to see a psychiatrist.

However, she was still working diligently during this period, but like another female host Xiao Yu who was also persecuted by black, she went to commentate on the LCK.

Because of the same tragic experience, the two have now become good best friends who talk about everything.

And according to Xiran's keen intuition, Xiaoyu seems to have a vague feeling of becoming a black fan recently.

This made Xiran feel uneasy.

Because she is already a fan of black.

But she didn't tell Xiaoyu. She always thought that Xiaoyu hated black.

Xiaoyu was originally commentating on the LCK, but then he finally got a stepping stone to join the LPL game. He was familiar with it, but he met black.

Therefore, in order to maintain the friendship between best friends, whenever the topic of black comes up in front of Xiaoyu, Xiran will try his best to criticize black, and then in the dark night, tossing and turning because of inner uneasiness.

As a result, just two days ago, when she criticized black again, Xiaoyu suddenly said to her:

"Xiran, I know that black has caused a big blow to your career, but I don't think he did it intentionally, let alone targeting you. His personality is like this. In fact, I think he dares to say and do this. , it’s quite rare for a boy to be able to take on his own responsibility.”

Xiran was stunned on the spot.

She never expected that Xiaoyu would persuade her in turn.

She didn't hold back that day and burst into tears. She felt that she deserved death for slandering Black in front of Xiao Yu for so long.

Xiaoyu thought that his words had hurt Xiran, so he hugged Xiran who was crying and comforted him all night. He also swore that he would definitely unite with Xiran in the future and be incompatible with black.

When Xiran came to his senses, he realized that it was broken. There seemed to be no way to explain it.

But this time, when the leader cautiously asked in the work group who was willing to interview black after the game, Xiran volunteered and raised his hand.

She didn't know how to explain it to Xiao Yu, so she wanted to take this opportunity to tell Xiao Yu that she was actually a fan of black.

After ending the random thoughts in her mind, Xiran took a deep breath.

The door to the interview room was also pushed open at this time.

The boy who always had a warm smile on his face walked in with a smile.

His temperament was as amiable as ever, like an old father.

"Teacher Xiran! Long time no see!"

The familiar teacher's opening remarks were polite and considerate.

Xiran stood up quickly, her face slightly red, and shook hands with Song Wen.

"Hei...no, hello, Teacher Song Wen."

Song Wen smiled and said teasingly: "You want to make me cheat, right? Little Heizi showed his chicken feet, right?"

"No, I didn't mean to call you that, I..."

Xiran was a little speechless.

She actually wanted to call him Hei Daddy.

This is the name given to Song Wen in Song Wen's female fan group, which means that Song Wen has an amiable and amiable feeling, like a father.

It's okay to call her this name among female fans in private, but if she really calls her like this in person, she'll either die from the community or be shot to death.

Song Wen saw Xiran's panic and stopped teasing him.

He thought Xiran hadn't come out of the shadow of last time.

"Teacher Xiran, I will be more restrained this time. I'm really sorry for offending you last time."

"Eh?"

Xiran was stunned by Song Wen's words and quickly waved his hand.

"No, no, no, just play to your heart's content!"

She smiled and said again: "Actually, I quite like what you said."

This time it was Song Wen's turn.

He looked at Xiran up and down with a strange expression, and goosebumps appeared all over his body.

"Isn't this bitch an M?"

"Teachers," the director interrupted the conversation between the two with a smile, and said, "The live broadcast will start soon, so get ready."

The pressure on directors is obviously not as high as before.

First, he now understands LPL's intentions.

Second, Song Wen is now completely popular in the entire e-sports circle. This time, he is not just a black and red star, he really has many fans.

And with Uzi being suppressed one after another, the GSLs can no longer scream.

So now no matter what Song Wen says in the interview, he won't be sweating in a hurry.

This is not called a live broadcast accident, this is called program effect!

Xiran nodded, moved his feet slightly, and leaned closer to Song Wen.

Song Wen frowned slightly and moved away silently.

Xiran came a little closer.

Song Wen retreated a little further.

The cameraman lowered his head and looked at his phone, then raised his head again. There was no one in the camera lens!

"Hey! Teachers, please stop in the middle."

Song Wen returned to the camera and became a little nervous for the first time.

As the male protagonist who was defrauded of two million in online dating, Song Wen's emotional acuity is very high!

This bitch seems to be craving for her own body!

Song Wen's previous guilt about Xiran was instantly wiped away.

I just made you cry once, and you actually want to kill me?

He wants to practice boy kung fu, woman? It will only affect his glueing speed!

"Dear viewers before the live broadcast, welcome back to the post-match interview. I am the host Xiran! Today our post-match interview also invited our old friend again, the top laner of the snake team, black! black player, Say hello to everyone!”

Song Wen bowed with a smile, writing the word politeness on his face.

"Hello everyone, I'm black."

Xiran's face was filled with a happy smile. This feeling of interviewing her idol at close range made her heart surge.

"First of all, I would like to congratulate our snake team for reaching the finals of the spring playoffs! Today's game was also very exciting. Do you have any comments or thoughts about today's game?" Seeing Xiran so happy, Song Wen decided to give this little girl who didn't know the heights of the world something exciting.

"Today's game made me feel a little boring. The Uzi player only played one game and then chose to retire... I was very disappointed to retire. I just wanted to forget about it, and I didn't want to be killed."

Xiran smiled and nodded, showing no signs of being frightened by Song Wen's aggressive remarks. He even asked:

"Then what do you want to say to the UZI players?"

Song Wen felt something was not right, but he couldn't put it into words, and even his tone of voice became less confident.

"There's nothing good to say about Uzi, he's like a Hushubao, bottom and sucking blood."

Xiran nodded repeatedly after hearing Song Wen's words, and his eyes even revealed a light of encouragement, as if to say:

"You say it, you keep saying it, I like to hear it, the attack power is not enough, please give me more, please!"

broken!

Song Wen's heart skipped a beat.

This bitch couldn't have been spoiled by herself, right?

Song Wen, who had always been fearless, felt a shudder in his heart.

The last time he felt like this was when he was taking a shower and was blinded by a flashlight. When he looked up, he saw a woman with disheveled hair outside through the toilet glass.

The uncle arrested her on the spot, and after investigation, she found out that she was his female fan.

Song Wen unceremoniously refused the settlement and sent it in with his own hands.

But the secret photography thing only took ten days at most to come out. After this female fan came out, her fans turned negative. She is currently one of the leaders of the largest anti-fan organization on the Weibo platform, and she works hard to provide Song Wen with a steady stream of nourishment.

Seeing that Song Wen didn't speak, Xiran continued:

"We saw that you ended the game in [-] minutes in the first game, and then the next two games lasted close to [-] minutes. It can be seen that RNG is still a very resilient team. What do you think is the most important thing? What’s the problem?”

Song Wen frowned and looked at Xiran.

Aren’t these words guiding me to start a group?

This woman is too bad!

He loves it!

"I think it's mainly because God didn't play the last two games. In the first game, God was there, and God's grace inspired me and my teammates, so we performed exceptionally well. In fact, for me Personally speaking, during this period I have indeed achieved results that exceeded my own personal expectations, all thanks to God’s encouragement to me.”

Song Wen paused and continued:

"I hope that if, I mean if, I can really defeat WE in the next game and can participate in the MSI game, I really hope that Uzi can commentate on the MSI game, because if Uzi can If Uzi is not here, I will not be able to exert [-]% of my strength. I hope to represent our LPL and win the MSI championship. If Uzi does not come, if we lose... Of course, I am not blaming Uzi. Uzi, it doesn’t mean that Uzi owes me an MSI championship or our LPL an MSI championship! As you know, I have always been a fan of Uzi."

In the live broadcast room, everyone was stunned instantly.

[The abacus made by the hackers has been heard in Myanmar. 】

[Please, animal god, please stop targeting my puppy. 】

[It’s really too damaging to be black. It’s like putting the Uzi on the grill. 】

[Rational analysis, will Uzi commentate on MSI games? 】

[I can only say that if Uzi really goes, it means that Uzi has really grown up. 】

RNG is on the bus back to the base.

Song Wen's voice echoed throughout the entire bus.

Brother Feng frowned with dissatisfaction and said:

"That's almost it. Who's showing the video?"

Although Uzi had a big fight with himself and Xiangguo today, and even got angry and refused to play, after all, he is still a member of RNG.

Riding with a wide face like this is a bit too much.

"go."

Uzi's voice suddenly sounded.

Brother Feng was stunned when he saw Uzi's head sticking out from behind the seat, and the light of the mobile phone shone on his face.

"Brother Feng, if the Snakes can enter MSI, I will go to commentate on the MSI game. Please help me communicate with the officials."

Brother Feng was stunned for a moment after confirming that the sound just now came from Uzi's cell phone.

"Well, puppy, I suggest you don't go."

"I'm going."

Brother Feng looked at Uzi with a firm look on his face, nodded, turned around and lay back in his seat.

Is it possible that Uzi is really going to grow up?

"Black...this kid might really be able to save LPL..."

"So why do you want to go to MSI?"

Xiao Ming couldn't help but asked.

UZI's face turned red and he cursed:

"Damn it, I don't believe they can beat SKT!"

"Forget it," Brother Feng closed his eyes and entered a state of relaxation, "Trash LPL, save Gouba."
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"Hey, tell me, is Xiran interested in me?"

snake training room.

Song Wen rubbed his chin with one hand and looked solemn.

He shouted with disgust:

"Brother Wen, pull it down. With your mouth, no woman can stand it and still be interested in you."

"Don't be embarrassed," Brother Crystal said with a smile, "Brother Wen still has a lot of female fans. The Internet is full of live broadcasts of your various competitions. As for your smile in the interview the day before yesterday, I It has reached seven or eight comments, with hundreds of thousands of likes."

"The problem is that Brother Wen on Douyin has no mouth."

"That's true."

Song Wen glanced at the two of them and murmured:

"It's not that she's interested in me. What does she mean by texting me good morning and good night every day for the past two days?"

"I'm so stupid!" Zhi Zhi's eyes widened and he teleported directly to Song Wen's side, "Brother Wen, you really can have spring, show me where it is."

Zhi Zhi squinted and saw that Song Wen's phone was full of greetings from Xi Ran.

"It's not Brother Wen, why don't you reply to a single message?"

"Why are you going back?"

"Is she greeting you?"

"I received her greetings."

"It's not... you?"

The two of them stared at each other, and their cell phones rang again.

Xiran: "Brother Wen, when are you free to come out for a meal? I'm treating you as if you were taking care of me during the interview!"

His posture made his teeth itch with anger, but he still encouraged him:

"Bless you, Brother Wen, and go eat quickly."

"Does she want to date me?"

"That's right! Seize the opportunity quickly, Brother Wen, you are a big star now, it won't sound good if you reveal your identity as a virgin."

Song Wen glanced sideways at the gesture.

Pick up the phone, click on the avatar, click on the upper right corner, and add to the blacklist.

The posture's mouth slowly grew, and after being stunned for three seconds, he screamed:

"No, what are you doing! Ouch!"

"Why did you block her?"

He seemed even more anxious than Song Wen.

Song Wen threw the phone aside and said calmly:

"I don't like women."

The posture swooped to the corner.

"It's not Brother Wen, I have always regarded you as my idol..."

"I don't like men either."

"If so what do you like?"

Song Wen smiled, humble and gentle: "I only like myself."

Feeling that he was being played, Zhi Zhi shot back: "Are you not a man?"

"I am a sunny and cheerful boy."

There was a look of disgust on the posture's face: "You are right, confidence is indeed an abstract T0 weapon."

Tabe walked in from the outside with a smile on his face and said:

"Boys, let's take a rest in the afternoon. Don't be bored in training. Let's have something interesting."

Sitting in front of the computer with a pretentious attitude, he shouted dissatisfied:

"No, the finals are in two days. If we don't hurry up and train now, when will we wait?"

Tabe's face darkened: "Can you turn off the anime on your computer first?"

"Aren't I studying Brother Wen?"

"What does this have to do with Brother Wen?"

"I don't understand," Zhi Zhi smiled, "This anime is called Stigmata Alchemist. Both the male protagonist and the enemy need to use holy milk to replenish energy during battle. Brother Wen is the same as the protagonist. He can become stronger by absorbing it. , I discovered this first, and now the discussion on the Internet is very hot."

Song Wen was stunned for a moment, then became furious and kicked him forward.

"Rough! I'm just telling you why a lot of people have called me "Suck Naiwa" lately, and some people have called me Alexander Nikolayevich Songwen!"

(End of this chapter)