Some people think Fang Lun is arrogant, some people think Fang Lun is domineering, some people think he is true (xìng) (qíng), and some people think he is really pretending.

Fang Lun calmly exited the field under all kinds of gazes, and every game now was earned by his hard work, and it was really not interesting for him to say some high-sounding (tào) words.

"What a cow, a new team wins two games and doesn't know what their last name is."

"Heh, you can wait until people are down."

……

In the preparation room, the team members gave Fang Lun a thumbs up, and they were submissive when they were interviewed, but they didn't expect Fang Lun to be worthy of being the captain, so he attacked directly.

"Brother Lun, is it cool to pretend?" Liu Yu said with a wink.

"Your salary is gone." Fang Lun's tone was flat, and he smiled between his eyebrows, not showing the slightest sense of anger.

"Don't, don't, I was wrong." For the sake of salary, Liu Yu was also shameless, and said a lot of things against his will.

"Okay, go over there and sit down, I have something to talk about with your brother Lun." Yang Yunyao arrived and drove Liu Yu away.

After Liu Yu left, Yang Yunyao said to Fang Lun: "Ling Ziyu wants to see you." ”

Fang Lun was stunned, wouldn't it be good to see him come directly to him?

Yang Yunyao smiled slightly and said: "This girl is a smart person, she has been knocking on some things (qíng) on the side recently, you be careful, don't fall for the beauty trick." ”

"What a joke." Fang Lun shook his head: "What kind of person am I?" ”

"You're so." Yang Yunyao is very sure.

Fang Lun didn't know why Yang Yunyao had such an evaluation of himself, in his heart, he had always been a three-good boy who was single-minded and didn't pick wildflowers.

"I won't tell you."

On the way back, Fang Lun took a taxi alone, and Ling Ziyu invited him to meet him at a Western restaurant.

Noon was the time for lunch, and Ling Ziyu chose the location in the Western restaurant.

On the way, Fang Lun thought about Ling Ziyu's intentions, she came to find herself today, and she always felt that it would not be so simple.

"Here we are."

The taxi stopped at the door of the western restaurant, and Fang Lun gave the money to get out of the car, thinking that he would have to eat the fare back for a while.

In the Western restaurant, Ling Ziyu sat elegantly at a table by the window, on which was a drink, and he lowered his head from time to time to take a sip.

The male compatriots at the adjacent table looked back a few times from time to time, and their eyes were full of looks that all men understood.

"Are you here?"

Ling Ziyu found Fang Lun, greeted him (shēn), and sat directly opposite Fang Lun after Fang Lun took his seat.

"Hmm." Fang Lun nodded, he didn't know what to say.

The atmosphere became silent, and Ling Ziyu suddenly smiled slightly and said, "I didn't expect you to be shy, little brother." ”

Penis? The corners of Fang Lun's mouth twitched, and his hand subconsciously gestured: "I'm not small." ”

"Oh? How old do you say you are? ”

"I'm 18...... Oh no, I'm 16, what do you ask this for? ”

Fang Lun felt that he couldn't follow her rhythm, his face sank, and he said, "Do you have anything to do with me?" I'm busy. ”

"Busy with heroes saving beauty?" Ling Ziyu opened the menu and said seriously, "What to eat?" I'm in for a treat. ”

Heroes save beauty? How could she have known about this (qíng)? Fang Lun frowned, there are many people who know about this matter (qíng), but who will say it casually?

Yu Qingyan, Yu Xiangyang, Zhou Yunqi, Kang Yiwei......

"Don't guess, I naturally have my channels, the Ling family can't do anything else, it's just that the news is quite well-informed." Ling Ziyu pushed the menu to Fang Lun and said, "Ann, I didn't deliberately investigate what you mean, I just saw it by accident, after all, you made a lot of noise, although someone suppressed the matter (qíng), but those who have a heart can still know." ”

Fang Lun didn't perceive Ling Ziyu's malice, but he didn't dare to relax his vigilance, in front of Ling Ziyu, he only felt that he didn't have the slightest ** to speak of, as if he was naked.

"You've got a heart." After Fang Lun ordered, he closed the menu, he couldn't guess what Ling Ziyu meant.

"Actually, you don't have to be so defensive about me at all, I'm not your enemy, on the contrary, I can help you."

Ling Ziyu's big eyes narrowed slightly, and his eyes were full of light.

Ling Ziyu is a woman who can easily let people down their guard, and her words and deeds will make people unconsciously have a good impression of her.

Although good looks account for a large part of the factors, I have to admit that Ling Ziyu is very thoughtful.

Fang Lun knew that Ling Ziyu had a purpose, but he still couldn't help but relax his vigilance.

The two talked a lot during the meal, mostly about the fan support club (qíng).

Because the fan support club is related to the development of the club, Fang Lun is more concerned about this matter, and the words gradually increase.

"Now the fans who join the support club are some glory fans who come to admire, simply put, they are attracted by winning the game, once they lose, this group of people will be lost quickly, and at the same time make a very understanding of the appearance to turn back and criticize the club and the players."

Ling Ziyu has not been a fan for a long time, but he already has his own unique understanding.

Fang Lun deeply agreed with her words, and in addition to iron fans, League of Legends fans in later generations also had many special groups such as champion fans, hi fans, and trolls.

When the club is good, they are the icing on the cake, and one day when the club is bad, they fall into the ground.

They don't have a fixed favorite team, in essence, it's just a wall grass of who likes whom, of course, if it's just like that, no one can say anything, after all, everyone has the right to choose their favorite team.

However, some fans will also reduce the dimensionality of the original fan team after "shifting (qíng) don't love".

Ling Ziyu saw that Fang Lun listened to it, and continued: "I don't think there are many fans of the support club, I think we should set some thresholds, screen out those guys with brains (rè), and then retain some fans with tenacity (xìng), and then slowly transform them into iron fans." ”

"How?" Fang Lun asked.

"I haven't figured this out yet." Ling Ziyu thought for a while, "Actually, iron fans still have to look at the team's results, everyone comes to watch the game, the players with strong ability or the team with good results will naturally attract more fans, and the adhesion of fans will be higher." ”

That's true. Fang Lun agrees with Ling Ziyu's point of view, people worship the strong, if he fights gold and silver, it will be difficult, let alone fans, and there will not be one yuba.

In fact, he doesn't pay much attention to fans or anything, although fans can bring him continuous income, Fang Lun always thinks that these fans like just those cool (cāo) works, and have nothing to do with liking him.

If one day, he pulls his hips, and at the same time a stronger player appears, there will definitely be many people who lose his fans.

To put it bluntly, the loyalty of fans is infinitely close to zero.

Fang Lun (xìng) is peaceful on the surface, but he is still relatively self-conscious on the inside, and if he is asked to deal with things that require interpersonal communication such as fans, he will definitely be beaten by chickens and eggs, and all fans will become black fans.

After Ling Ziyu understood Fang Lun's attitude, he was very speechless about it, even if some people didn't care about fans, they wouldn't say it so bluntly, he was really fast.

"I'll leave the fan matter (qíng) to you, I really can't handle it." Fang Lun said with a wry smile, he (shēn) was really not sociable.

Yang Yunyao can, but needs to manage the club.

Yu Qingyan can manage himself thankfully.

The two members of the family are still in school, and their social experience and interpersonal skills are even lower.

"No problem." Ling Ziyu readily agreed, and suddenly changed the conversation and said, "It's not difficult to manage fans, but there is one thing (qíng) that needs your help." ”

As soon as Ling Ziyu's words came out, Fang Lun immediately became vigilant, thinking that it was finally here, Ling Ziyu had been laying the groundwork for so long, it could be regarded as getting to the point.

"You say." Fang Lun said cautiously.

"You don't have to be that nervous, it's not a big deal." Ling Ziyu's expression was relaxed, "Can you authorize your video to me?" Of course, I can do without the benefits. ”

Video authorization is literally meaningful, like the video will be turned on when the player is training, and some material will appear when he encounters carry.

These materials will eventually be monetized by Fang Lun's video studio, which can be converted into economic benefits on the one hand, and can attract some fans on the other hand.

Short videos and instructional videos are very attractive to fans, after all, the game is now in the fire (rè) stage, and when everyone is groping, someone can directly get the detailed strategy out, which can save them research time.

These are the things that Ling Ziyu wants. Fang Lun had some ideas, but they weren't very clear yet.

"What do you want the video for?" Fang Lun asked directly.

Ling Ziyu sighed, holding her chin in her hand, looking very melancholy.

The young man at the adjacent table looked stupid (yù) moving, Ling Ziyu didn't say anything else, (shēn) material did have a ** that made people sin.

"It's a shame." The man's friend scoffed.

"You're waiting for me to have some drink!" The young man grabbed the wine bottle and knocked it down half a bottle, his eyes becoming misty.

"You wait for me, watch me perform, Hiccup!"

The young man burped and walked towards Fang Lun and the others.

"You know my (shēn) share." Ling Ziyu didn't explain directly, but asked Fang Lun a question.

Fang Lun nodded, "Yes, Second Miss Ling." ”

"Yes, Second Miss Ling." Ling Ziyu sighed again and said, "Second Miss, it sounds good, but in fact it is just a commodity that has no real power and is imprisoned (jìn) waiting to be traded at home. ”

Ling Ziyu bit her lip, looked at Fang Lun and said, "I don't want to live under their arrangement for the rest of my life, you know what I mean?" ”

"I don't understand." Fang Lun shook his head, he really didn't understand, he was not a rich second generation, how could he understand what troubles these rich second generations had.

On the contrary, he thinks that these rich second generations are idle and have nothing to do, and moaning every day without illness.

Money is not everything, but no money is everything.

Although this sentence is realistic, it is not rough, and there are too many things that money can do (qíng).

If Fang Lun's family wants to have money, let alone playing professionally, he can run a competition by himself.

Ling Ziyu was embarrassed, and finally instigated (qíng) for a long time, barely squeezing out a few tears, and the atmosphere was all ruined by Fang Lun's pig.

Ling Ziyu took a deep breath, stopped selling Guanzi, and said directly: "My current situation is that I have no real name, if I want to get rid of the shackles of my family, I must have reality, that is, I have power." ”

"Power is not only money, but also status......"

"Status?"

"That's right, for example, if I cooperate with you, your fame is very big, and my status will rise, let me use an analogy, the eunuch next to the ancient emperor (shēn) is a eunuch, and his position is not high, but no one dares to underestimate him."

Fang Lun understood, "Indeed, if I reach that step in the future, your status will naturally rise." ”

Ling Ziyu glanced at him, didn't bother with him, and continued: "Of course, in addition to you, the Yu family is also my cooperation target. ”

"That's your main purpose." Fang Lun smiled, Yang Yunyao guessed correctly, Ling Ziyu's purpose from the beginning was the Yu family.

"You're wrong." Ling Ziyu shook his head: "The Yu family is just incidental, and your club is what I am optimistic about." ”

"Oh?" Fang Lun was puzzled, in his cognition, no matter how big the club is, there is still a big gap compared with the entity industry formed by Yu Xiangyang, but Ling Ziyu actually said that the main purpose is the club.

"Don't tease, although I can't turn around some things (qíng), I'm not a fool, don't make fun of me, okay?"

"I'm not joking, and I'm not steering the wind when I see the wind." Ling Ziyu asked, "What do you think of the club's potential?" ”

"Nature is big." Fang Lun is also not modest, a team that can create a winning streak will only become more and more well-known.

And, he's confident he'll keep winning games.

"That's right, imagine if the club reaches the peak of fame one day, and the sponsorship that the club can attract is unimaginable."

"To be honest, although the Yu family is very powerful, it is unrealistic to say how much (shēn) he can raise my price (qíng), after all, the Ling family is also a leading enterprise in the Internet."

"However, my club is still a small broken club." Fang Lun didn't expect that one or two people already wanted to climb to the top, and he, the owner of the club, didn't dare to have this kind of idea.

"You just believe I can keep winning like this?" Fang Lun couldn't help but ask.

He put himself in his shoes, and if someone told him that a team could be at the top of the ladder, he would think that person was insane.

Does she know that I am born again?

As soon as this idea came out, Fang Lun was startled, if this secret was known, it was estimated that he would become a guinea pig.

"You... You—" Fang Lun stammered.

"What are you? Of course I don't believe it, why do you keep winning games when you have a new army and you don't even have a coach? Ling Ziyu said.

It's not good to be found and reborn. Fang Lun breathed a sigh of relief, but he was relieved, and said, "Then what have you said about it here for a long time?" ”

"I mean planning, you know? At present, among the information I have collected, the only ones who can cooperate with me and have the potential to climb up are your team, alas. Ling Ziyu said uncomfortably: "It's a pity that I can only count on an LSPL team to turn the tables now." ”

What happened to the LSPL team? Lao Tzu is to start from the grassroots. Fang Lun felt that he had been hit by a critical blow, and glared at Ling Ziyu angrily.

Ling Ziyu also found that what he said was not appropriate, so he smiled and said, "I said the wrong thing, the LSPL team is still very powerful." ”。

Ling Ziyu wanted to elaborate on it, when suddenly, a drunken voice sounded from not far away.

"This aunt ...... Girl, we can get to know each other...... What's the point? ”

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