Chapter Seventy-Eight: Match-fixing

Fang Lun stood calmly on the stage, although the eyes of the audience still made him feel a little nervous, but compared to the first time he stood here, his performance was much better.

"I know that everyone has always believed in the strength of the King team, how can a team that has just been formed defeat those veteran teams that have been famous for a long time?"

Hearing Fang Lun start to speak, the audience slowly quieted down, they wanted to see how Fang Lun defended, just like Fang Lun, subconsciously, they didn't believe in the strength of the king team.

"Originally, I didn't need to explain anything to you, after all, I don't need you to pay my salary, but seeing you so stupid, I still can't help but think a few words, lest you be used as a gunman."

The host shook his hand and wanted to snatch the microphone from Fang Lun's hand immediately, didn't he completely offend the audience? Where will the audience care who is right and who is wrong, they are only responsible for spreading rumors and eating melons, under the guise of freedom of speech, to vent their dissatisfaction.

"Who the hell is this? Crazier than Lao Tzu. ”

", this son has a (xìng) grid, I like it."

"Now it's so arrogant to play match-fixing? I'm going to report their team with my real name and let them (jìn) play. ”

……

The audience exploded, and many people were extremely dissatisfied with Fang Lun, even if ours was wrong, but your words were too ugly, not to mention, your suspicion is obviously very big, you must be quibbling and trying to divert our attention.

"Don't believe him, he's a liar, and he came out to launder himself."

"It's possible, if you see that his voice is unsteady when he speaks, he must be a thief."

In the corner, after the two finished shouting, they sat in their seats and looked at each other, and this kind of secretly (yīn) feeling made them feel extremely happy.

"Is he crazy? In this situation (qíng) it is still provoking the audience. ”

The GDE team paid attention, and Bu looked at the screen, and couldn't help but be surprised.

Evolraelc exhaled happily and said, "These trolls, there is someone who can cure them." ”

The mysterious young man smiled, it seemed that evolraelc was really miserable, he turned his head to look at Fang Lun on the screen, and a flash of approval flashed in his eyes.

On the surface, Fang Lun is constantly provoking the audience and making the audience angry, but from another angle, even if Fang Lun's King team did not violate the rules at this time, would anyone believe it? Can he come up with enough evidence to prove the innocence of Team King?

Instead of being drowned by the audience's saliva, it is better to make a big deal (qíng) and increase the exposure, if the King team is really strong, the audience is not stupid, it is impossible to bribe the opposing team in every game.

Fang Lun scolded meaningfully, feeling a lot more comfortable, he knew that this matter (qíng) must have been premeditated, otherwise it would be impossible for Angle to inadvertently say such a thing, and match-fixing is a taboo in e-sports.

"TheKing, is it over?" The sweat on the host's forehead was faintly visible, and he was really afraid of going out and being blackpunched by these angry audiences.

"Well, not yet, wait a minute." Fang Lun put the microphone to his mouth again, and said: "I still have one last sentence to give to you to slander him for no reason, a good word is warm in three winters, and the bad words are hurtful and cold, I hope that when the time comes, I will not slap my face and make a crackling sound, which will not only lose the fun of watching the game, but also lose my character." ”

"That's all I want, there's nothing more to ask for." After Fang Lun handed over the microphone to the host, he walked down the interview seat without looking back.

This sub, temper is also (tǐng) big. The host smiled bitterly and looked at the indignant audience in the audience, secretly raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, coughed lightly and said: "I didn't expect TheKing players to be so straightforward, although the words may be a little harsh, but I also believe that in the field of e-sports, there will be no team to touch the taboo of match-fixing, it is no exaggeration to say that the price of match-fixing is not something that any team or even club can bear, I hope everyone can be a little less suspicious, the king team still has a game, Let's just keep an eye on how it performs. ”

Many viewers were just taken to the rhythm and were blinded by the atmosphere of the fake match for a while, but now that Fang Lun and the host are singing like this, the rational audience also found that there are many doubts in this matter (qíng).

"No one has officially come forward to diss the match-fixing (qíng), are we being misled?"

"It's possible, that angle is now gone, there is no picture and no truth, I don't know if she unintentionally made a mistake, or if she deliberately brought the rhythm."

"Brother, I'm a little cold, the game circle is so deep now?"

"Don't guess, the host is right, the King team still has a game, it would be good to see how it performs after that, and the audience is not stupid."

……

After Fang Lun stepped down, all the members of the DSG team came to the camera, saying that there was absolutely no match-fixing phenomenon of accepting bribes, and at the same time, they had called the police and would send a lawyer's letter to the relevant personnel suspected of spreading rumors.

"Poof!"

Fang Lun just sat down to drink saliva, and when he heard that the DSG team was going to send a lawyer's letter, he couldn't help but squirt, and he couldn't help but think of CXK.

"Fang Lun, do you want to die?"

The water droplets on Zhao Hanyue's face slowly slid down, and she looked angrily at Fang Lun, who was still there, smirking.

After Fang Lun laughed for a while, he took out a tissue to help Zhao Hanyue wipe the water droplets on his face, and said, "I just suddenly thought of something very interesting (qíng). ”

"What's the matter (qíng)?" Zhao Hanyue asked curiously.

"Uh." Fang Lun was stunned, now CXK doesn't know where to train rap and basketball, this stalk hasn't come out yet.

"No, no." Fang Lun shook his head and said.

"Fang Lun, your interview just now is on the news, it's the game evening newspaper." Liu Yu suddenly handed the phone to Fang Lun and motioned for him to take a look.

Fang Lun looked at it, and the words he had just been interviewed were recorded word for word in the video, although they were not maliciously deleted, but this kind of release speed, if they were not prepared in advance, the ghost would not believe it.

"It's okay, I also want to thank them for advertising for the King team for free, which increased the exposure."

After Fang Lun returned the mobile phone to Liu Yu, he lowered his head and thought about it, although the King team was only a temporary team, it could not bear the name of suspected match-fixing.

This is a very serious consequence, and it is very likely to affect the career path of the members of the King team, and if they want to play professionally in the future, this basin of dirty water will be a stain for the rest of their lives.

"Ming's two games, we have to win." Fang Lun looked at Liu Yu and the four of them seriously, and after explaining the relationship, he said in a deep voice: "Some people will only use these indiscriminate methods, we must not let them succeed, and Ming's game will depend on you." ”

"Brother Lun, look at me (cāo) as them, and play with Lao Tzu (yīn)." Liu Yu said hatefully.

The other three people were also angry, and this kind of behind-the-scenes method was the most shameful.

"That's right, you have the ability to do it with a real knife and a real gun."

Zhong Weifa and Xia Ancai walked in together, presumably because they already knew what happened (qíng), and Zhong Weifa's (qíng) was more excited.

"Lun, don't have psychological pressure, I'm ready for everything, you concentrate on the game, as long as you win the game, their wishful thinking is to play the wrong way."

Fang Lun nodded and said, "Then I'll rest assured." ”

"Fang Lun, this is all the match information of TG and GDE teams, I think it may be of some help to you." Xia Ancai hesitated for a long time, but still handed over the information to Fang Lun, and saw that there was no unhappy god (qíng) on his face, so he put his mind at ease.

Fang Lun flipped through it casually, and the game information was very detailed, and the data, situation analysis and team members' profiles were all clearly marked.

"This is what Manager Xia did?" Fang Lun couldn't help but raise his head and asked.

"Of course, An Cai's rank is a master, although she can't understand the game, but analyzing this kind of thing (qíng), but her old school," Zhong Wei said proudly.

"Who of you can't understand the game? If it weren't for the chaos in the women's team, I would have become a professional player in college, and it would not have been Su Yingluo's turn to be beautiful in front of me. ”

At this point, Xia Ancai is a little depressed, her game is good, but she doesn't have such a good opportunity as Su Yingluo, but the two know each other, and the relationship is not too harmonious.

"You haven't reconciled with her yet, aren't you just a few words?" Zhong Weifa said helplessly.

"Where is the bickering, it's obviously her ......" Xia Ancai shook her head and said depressedly: "Anyway, the matter (qíng) has already passed, so don't mention it." ”

"It's not too early, I'll send you back." Zhong Weifa glanced at the time and said to a few people in the room.

"Hanyue, at three o'clock, your family is coming back." Fang Lun said in a low voice.

"My mom won't come home until around six."

"Huh?" Fang Lun was puzzled: "Then you asked me to leave so early. ”

"How much longer do you want to stay?" Zhao Hanyue glanced at Fang Lun and said, "Didn't we have this at that time?" ”

That's right. Fang Lun understood, took her hand, and said, "Let's go shopping again?" ”

"Hmm." Zhao Hanyue nodded, she didn't want to go back so early.

"You guys go first, Hanyue and I will walk here."

Several people in the lounge understood, and after laughing a few words, they followed Zhong Weifa and Xia Ancai out of the competition venue.

After everyone left, the two looked at each other and smiled, holding hands and walking along the road, the two rao walked in unison, the shadows overlapped, the wind of winter (rì) hit (shēn) with a biting chill, but the two rao's hearts were warm.

"I didn't go to Hongping this week, and I don't know how they were." Zhao Hanyue said worriedly.

"We should be preparing for surgery, let's go to the hospital now, how about it?" Fang Lun proposed.

"Okay?" Zhao Hanyue blinked, raised her head and asked.

"Listen to you."

"Brother Lun, why don't we walk."

"Don't."

"Just promise me."

"Don't."

In the end, the two of them took a taxi to the direction of the hospital, Zhao Hanyue sat in the back angrily, kept pinching Fang Lun's waist with her hand, and muttered: "Bad guy, nasty ghost." ”

Fang Lun wrapped his arms around her body, let her lean on herself, and surrendered: "Princess, I'll accompany you during the winter vacation, let's buy something over, Hongping must need the comfort of your best friend now, don't be angry." ”

"I didn't lose my temper." Zhao Hanyue pouted.