Chapter Ninety-Three: The Game Begins
The end result is that these emotional fans have silently built a fan base.
The name of the group is Wan Ye's wandering fans.
Some people couldn't help but be embarrassed when they looked at the names of this group.
The name of the group leader is too strange, right......
What was established was a WeChat group, and Wan Zexi's fans enthusiastically joined the group.
In less than a few minutes, more than 1,000 people have been added to the Kung Fu WeChat group, which is equivalent to Wan Zexi's first fan group, so there are many fans who want to join the group.
The fans who joined the group greeted each other, and then introduced themselves in a funny way.
Zhao Xin also joined the group, although her idol is Liu Yingdi, but it does not prevent her from liking Wan Ye.
"Ahhh It's so fun! Wan Ye's first fan base. ”
"Damn, the first fan group, I feel a little excited inexplicably, after all, there will be countless fan groups about Wan Ye in the future."
"Don't get excited, there are too many people in this group, we should select a few managers to take turns to manage the fan base, in case black fans join."
"Well, boycott black fans."
At this time, the group leader spoke.
"I'll pick twenty administrators, as long as the time isn't too busy."
"Group leader, me, me, me! Pick me! ”
"Me too!!"
"I'm not usually busy, can you see the group leader?"
In the end, the group owner selected 20 administrators in the group, and set up three questions, and only those who can answer the questions can join the group.
At this time, Wan Zexi was bending up with a slender leg and stepping on the chair, while the other foot with fine white and delicate skin stepped on the furry slippers.
"Crackling......" one of the hands tapped unhurriedly on the black keyboard.
The other hand gently stirs the bucket of instant noodles on the left side of the keyboard.
Pro?
Wan Zexi thought silently in her heart, and then saw her squint her eyes slightly and carefully look at the previous team characters about Long Tu.
The above introduced that six years ago, there were five teams in Longtu, such as Xingyao, CQ, Liunian, Moliang, and Jixu.
Among these five teams, Longtu was a well-known team at that time.
Any one of these five teams is the current gods and bigwigs.
To Wan Zexi's surprise, he didn't expect that this Xingyao was established later than the four teams, and it is said that at that time, a man named Mo Shangyi single-handedly established Xingyao.
Wan Zexi, who was a little curious, couldn't help but check out this person named Mo Shangxie.
Looking at the above evaluation of Mo Shangxie and Mo Shangxie's record in the game, Wan Zexi's dark eyes couldn't help but move slightly.
"Mo Shangxi, that man who is like a god in my heart."
"Without Mo Shangxie, there would be no Xingyao, because I love Xingyao with this man."
"Mo, I've missed you, it's been six years......"
"Time flies so fast, the unbridled teenager of the year may never be seen again......"
"Because of Mo, I only know Longtu, and I know e-sports."
At that time, Mo Shangxie can be said to be no one in the whole service who doesn't know this teenager.
The young man surnamed Mo was dazzling, and he single-handedly created the team of Xingyao.
The young men who united all the enthusiastic youth in the Xingyao team worked hard to ascend to their position as kings.
Among the many statements on the Internet, one day Wan Zexi remembered it deeply, only one sentence was written on it: The heyday of Xingyao was when the young man surnamed Mo was still there.
For this reason, Wan Zexi became a little interested in this Mo Shangxi.
In fact, to be honest, it seems that Xingyao is still in the limelight now, but many people are not very optimistic about Xingyao's team.
Take the team in Liunian as an example, last year's record alone was a complete victory, not to mention the teams in CQ.
Two years ago, it was unexpected that Xingyao actually gave up the game, which is an unacceptable fact, and some fans are very disappointed.
Too many people have a lot of hope and enthusiasm for Xingyao, so many people can't stand Xingyao and give up the game.
Time flies, summer goes to autumn.
Two years ago, the Dragon Trail Autumn Tournament was officially ready to begin.
The flashing lights on the stage, which looked very wide, were shining, and I saw a host in a suit walking on the stage.
The host looked very amiable and approachable, and I saw him holding the microphone and shouting: "This year ushered in our Longtu professional competition, I don't know what kind of wonderful picture today's game will present to us. ”
"Easy water cold! Easy water cold! ”
"Water, water! Water water! ”
"Ahhh Yi Shuihan, I love you. ”
"Damn, it's actually Yi Shuihan, the first time I saw him, he looks really handsome."
"It's pretty good."
At the expansive entrance, a group of teenagers dressed in blue team costumes walked in.
The young man at the head is Yi Shuihan.
The slender eyes are slightly narrowed, the eyes are beautifully curved, the corners of the eyes are lightly raised, the thin lips are pursed into a thin slit, and the two hands are handsomely copied into the blue pockets.
"Ahh
The Boss heard the screams from the audience in the distance.
What the hell is Shuishui?
The corners of Yi Shuihan's eyes twitched speechlessly.
"Hahaha!" The young man next to Yi Shuihan looked at the captain's almost collapsed facial expression, and couldn't help but smile: "Captain, it seems that the title of Shui Shui can't be removed." ”
Yi Shuihan turned his head and saw that his fans in the audience were all holding fan battle cards in their hands.
"Look at the water!"
"The water is so cute, look here."
Lovely?
Yi Shuihan thinks these fans of his have misunderstood something?
Can he, a 1.85-meter-tall man, have anything to do with the word cute?
"Poof, hahahaha." Mu Fengxiao on the side had a stomachache, and he obviously remembered something when he looked like that.
Seeing that the captain glanced at Mu Feng, who was smiling very much, and his eyes seemed to be smiling and not smiling, it was very dangerous, Yan Hua immediately kicked Mu Feng a few times.
Mu Feng seemed to sense the danger coming from him, he immediately coughed, stopped his voice, and looked at the captain with a serious look in seconds.
"Haha, it seems that the relationship between your team is as good as ever!" The host on the side teased.
"Huh?" Yi Shuihan raised his eyebrows slightly, "You can see it there, these boys know that laughing at me, the captain, is really a headache!" Although he said that, there was a shallow smile in his slender eyes, which was enough to explain everything.
"Shuishui, you're the cutest!"
"Look at the water, look here!"
"Water, water!"
"Poof, haha...... Ahem...... "Someone was obviously holding back a laugh.
"The game is a one-on-one model, and the team that wins two out of three games is the last one to win, and the team can prepare first."