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Chapter 74 Johnson & Johnson Baby Shower Gel

#black calls Mystic an honest person.

A topic quietly climbed up the hot search list on Weibo.

This year, WE2.0 has completely completed its reconstruction. Under the guidance of coach Hongmi, WE's performance in the spring split can be described as unstoppable. Not only did it win seven consecutive games, it did not even lose a small game.

After two years of stasis, the once all-powerful 60e fans disappeared for a while. However, with the strong rise of WE2.0, 60e seems to be on the rise again.

In this team, which is almost entirely composed of newcomers, the number of individual fans of WE members is actually not too large, but among them, Mystic is an exception.

This ADC player from South Korea is quite handsome. Compared to other e-sports players who have a nerdy look on their faces, he also knows how to dress himself up. He is known as an e-sports pretty boy. He attracted a lot of people as soon as he came to LPL. Female fans.

Coupled with WE's current results, Mystic already has a very large number of fans.

An anonymous netizen once commented that in today's e-sports circle, if there is anyone who can compete with Mystic in terms of appearance, it can only be Black, and even Black is slightly better, but Black's mouth is more outstanding than his appearance, so many people ignore his appearance.

Song Wen's comments about WE had just been exported, and someone outside the live broadcast room put the matter on the hot search topic.

However, when many people saw this hot search, they were confused like Li Yiyi and really didn't understand what Song Wen wanted to express.

Although the fanatical female fans know that most of black's dog mouths can't spit out any ivory, they can't just rush to black and tear him apart because of the word "honest".

After all, "honest" itself is a complimentary word, and they can't admit that this word is a derogatory word among women.

In the live broadcast room, Song Wen's exclusive interview continued.

Li Yiyi looked at her phone seriously, picking out weird questions to ask.

"User [65975662] asked you, does Hei ÷ plan to find a girlfriend? He knows a very good-looking man and woman and can introduce him to you."

"No, I'm a boy practitioner."

"The user [One Punch Punishes Black ÷ Dog Brain] asked you if you have considered quitting your career and joining a factory to drive screws."

"Not yet, but I will forward your contact information to UZI."

"User [Black÷I am your dad] asked you, why did you block Wu State?"

"Because Wu State offended UZI, I don't want to have anything to do with him for fear of being implicated."

Li Yiyi's expression froze, and she looked at Song Wen as if she were looking at a monster.

She finally couldn't bear it anymore and asked:
"Why do you always mention UZI? Is it because you have any conflicts with him?"

Seeing that the female host had broken her guard, Song Wen looked at the host's slightly red face with a smile and asked:
"Why do you always raise questions related to UZI? Do you also hate UZI?"

"I don't! I'm a fan of UZI!"

"You said no. You've been sitting next to me for so long, and I've long since smelled that you're not a UZI fan."

Li Yiyi became anxious when she saw Song Wen unreasonably slandering her.

"Huh? Can you smell this?"

"Of course," Song Wen sneered, "what you use in the bath is not Johnson & Johnson baby shower gel at all!"
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Holding the last few crumpled papers with a distressed gesture, he muttered to Song Wen:
"Brother Wen, you are too damn cruel. The paper the hostess used to cry once can make me shit five times."

"Can you please stop being so disgusting? Why are you becoming more and more abstract now?"

Hearing that Song Wen disliked him, he adjusted his glasses.

"Isn't this what you taught me?"

Song Wen snatched the few remaining pieces of paper from Zhi Zhi's hand and stuffed them into his pocket.

"Hurry out and buy paper. Remember to transfer me the money I paid for paper last time, 15 yuan." Zhi Zhi's eyes widened, "What kind of paper do you think is so expensive?"

"I risked my life by being ganked by a female fan when I went out to buy paper. Shouldn't I earn you some travel expenses?"

Seeing the gesture walking out muttering, Song Wen turned on the computer.

Today is his live broadcast day.

Song Wen’s last live broadcast was the last time.

The one-hour live broadcast received a strong response from black fans and made the Snake Team a lot of money.

The club asked him to live broadcast three times a week, but Song Wen sternly refused.

The anti-fans cannot be caught mindlessly cutting leeks. They have to be allowed to grow wildly for a while. When their resentment has accumulated to a certain level, it is best for him to launch a live broadcast to let the fanatical fans find a way to vent their anger. Good choice.

Song Wen clicked on his live broadcast room. Before the broadcast started, there were nearly tens of thousands of people squatting in the live broadcast room.

A barrage of bullets flashed across the black screen, focusing on giving Song Wen electronic salvation in the room 24 hours a day.

[Pay tribute to black (wreath) (wreath) (wreath). 】

The anti-fans were devoutly praying for Song Wen when they suddenly noticed that the screen suddenly lit up.

Song Wen suddenly appeared in the live broadcast room with a smile on his face and greeted him warmly.

"Hello fans and friends, I've kept you waiting for a long time."

[Fuck, it’s a scam! ! 】

[Why wasn’t the broadcast announced in advance? I was shocked. 】

【quick!Inform the brothers of the demolition team to go to work! 】

Seeing the enthusiastic comments, Song Wen was not annoyed at all.

After all, the only people who can post barrages in this warm room are the boss brothers who have recharged his money.

Although he is not a professional anchor, Song Wen at least knows what he does, loves what he does, is dedicated to his job, and must serve his bosses well.

"Fans, have you all watched today's interview? What do you think of my performance?"

The popularity in the live broadcast room was rising rapidly. When Song Wen mentioned the interview, the pigs and dogs became even more angry.

The atmosphere in the room instantly became cheerful.

Seeing that he had successfully mobilized the enthusiasm of the fans, Song Wen also stopped participating in the show. He was afraid that the live broadcast room would be blocked again later, so he opened the League of Legends on his own.

On the other side, in the live broadcast room of a certain anchor who has a big heart and looks exactly like an action actress from an island nation, someone is competing intensively with friends in order to improve the effect of the show.

"I'm telling you, don't look at me like this. I'm very mentally strong. Little Heizi, you can be as bad as you like. I don't care. Little Pearl is nothing."

[Okay, okay, can the anchor go and mic with black?If you can withstand the pressure of the black ÷, I will give you a rocket. 】

"What's black? Oh, you mean black? I think black is fine, so that's it."

[Hahaha, still being stubborn. 】

[Laughing to death, don’t you know the title of the black female commentator killer? 】

"No, why do you look down on me so much? Even now! Even now!"

(End of this chapter)