"Play Nima! Can a female gun R come crooked? ”

With an angry roar from the headphones, Zhou Miao, who was leaning back on the gaming chair, suddenly came back to his senses.

Looking around, he found himself in a tidy bedroom.

In front of him was a computer, and in the screen was the League of Legends that he was all too familiar with.

Am I here, drunk Meng?

Zhou Miao was a little unsure.

He only remembered that last night because of his friend's relationship problems, he drank wine with each other all night, and then it broke off.

Straighten up, because Zhou Miao relied on game training to eat, so it was natural to put his two hands on the keyboard and mouse.

A male voice rang out again in the headphones.

"Three-year-old, what about you? Why can't you hang up? ”

Hearing this voice, Zhou Miao paused for a moment, and then immediately reacted that it was his teammate in the game who was talking.

"Eh, it's coming, it's just been in a daze!"

With a chorus, he hurriedly controlled the game's characters to walk out of the spring and towards the middle lane.

I always feel like something is wrong...

Thinking so in her heart, Zhou Miao looked at the screen.

At this time, the game has been going on for fourteen minutes, and the head ratio of the red and blue sides is 31/13, and Zhou Miao is on the blue side, with a big disadvantage.

Seeing this, he subconsciously frowned.

Clicking on the record board, Zhou Miao exclaimed in surprise the next moment.

"Fuck me!"

"What's wrong?"

The voice of his friend's concern immediately came from the other end of the earphone, Zhou Miao ignored it, but looked at the equipment on the record board blankly.

Scarlet Blades, Orbs of Bondage, Electric Knives, Jungler Knives?

What the hell are these? Wasn't it removed?

Just when Zhou Miao was shocked, the prince of Demacia under his control on the screen had already come to the second tower in the middle of his house, where there was a dancing Ad Delevin with a double axe.

"Don't go over!"

There was a reminder from his friend in the earphones, and before Zhou Miao could react, the next moment, the other party Delevin suddenly flashed towards him, and Zhou Miao's screen immediately went gray again.

…… What is this?

Zhou Miao felt a toothache and opened the record board again to check the equipment of both sides.

Prince Demacia, 2-5-11, equipped with cloth armor shoes, blue slag jungle knife, net eclipse.

The record is poor, but this equipment is not far behind at this point in time.

Thinking like this, Zhou Miao moved his gaze to the other party's AD equipment again, but the next moment, he was directly dumbfounded.

Scarlet Blade, Demon Sect, Lan Che, Endless Blade, Phantom Dream, Attack Speed Shoes??

I glanced at the time above again, and it was indeed about fourteen minutes......

This equipment at this point in time?

Did he think he was Vincent?

Thinking of this, Zhou Miao opened the wegame record board and took a look, the master game, the opposite ad, the ID is bald, and the auxiliary ID rhythm.

Well, it's Vincent......

Accepting this reality, several more questions quickly popped up in Zhou Miao's mind.

Why am I in a game with Vincent? The equipment is still all before the revision?

Did I cross over?

As soon as this idea came up, Zhou Miao herself was startled.

You must know that this is not a novel, and if you say that you will cross over, you will cross over.

Quickly cut through the game screen, and when he saw the time under the computer, his whole body froze instantly.

February 27, 2020.

I pinched my thigh hard, and the pain came, this is not a dream!

I've really crossed over!

At this moment, a large number of memory fragments began to pour into Zhou Miao's mind.

From being a child because of his love for games and not dealing with his parents, to dropping out of high school and starting to play with him, and then by chance he met Mars Bao and became friends......

It took a while for Zhou Miao to digest these memories.

Looking blankly at the screen in front of him, his heart churned.

This is a parallel world, roughly the same as Zhou Miao's previous life, he is still the same person, but his experience and age have changed.

In his previous life, he was just 18 years after dropping out of high school, and at that time, he plunged into the boosting industry, and did not choose to play with him or encounter a Martian bag.

"Play Nima, don't play, play a female gun for 14 minutes to play Nima 0-16-1, she's really a talent!"

The sound of my friend's Mars bag came from the headphones again.

Hearing this outrageous record, Zhou Miao was also shocked, so he clicked on the record board to check the records of the two sides.

Because I saw the removed equipment before, I was shocked and didn't notice the results of the two sides.

The blue side lineup, the top single lava monster ID strange top list record of 1-5-6, the middle single shadow stream master ID and other dark days, that is, the record of Zhou Miao's friend Mars pack, 9-4.

Continuing to look down, when he saw the ID of his ad, it instantly reminded him of a dark moment in his life.

Bounty Hunter ID Poetry Fairy, 0-16-1, currently level six......

If someone else played a 0-16-1 record in the fourteen-minute section of this canyon master, Zhou Miao would not hesitate to conclude that person was an actor, and he would have given it away.

But if this person's ID is called Poetry Fairy, then it's normal.

Who is the poetry fairy?

The first person to reverse fry fish, once took her boyfriend's thousand-point king number for a few days and fell to the existence of masonry!

Zhou Miao didn't cross the previous profession as a high-level player leveler, and he would receive some maintenance lists from the king grandmaster master section at the top of the canyon all year round.

And in the process, the poetry fairy is his lingering nightmare!

You must know that if you can beat the king of the canyon master, it means that the personal strength of both sides is at the top level, unless the gap is very large, otherwise as long as you play normally, it will be difficult to determine whether you win or lose.

In this kind of segment, it is to see which side makes a mistake, and as soon as someone makes a mistake, the opponent will instantly seize the opportunity to end the game in waves.

However, the appearance of poetry fairies broke this pattern.

Because, a bronze-level player borrowed the number to play the Canyon King Game, and she was the biggest mistake in itself.

Zhou Miao once matched a total of 26 games of poetry fairies, thirteen in seconds, thirteen lost, the winning rate was 0 percent, and the net loss was thousands of yuan.

Taking a deep breath, Zhou Miao put those nightmarish memories aside and continued to look at the record board.

His assistant Pike has hung up, and Zhou Miao has never heard of it.

Look at the red side again, the top single peerless sword Ji IDjjking, the middle single ancient witch spirit ID Wang Jichao, the jungler blind monk, ID go up the mountain to fight rats......

Just looking at the IDs of these three people, Zhou Miao had already lost the expectation of winning this game, not to mention that the other party was still Vincent.

The time quickly came to fifteen minutes, and Zhou Miao took the lead in surrendering, and it didn't take long for the sound of his friend's bun to come from the earphones.

"Three-year-old, I ordered."

"The ...... I initiated"

There was silence for a while, and soon two more people quickly clicked to surrender.

Four votes agreed, and the last vote was missing, and the torturous game would be over.

However, at this moment, a very different red color appeared in the vote, and the vote was rejected, and the game continued.

Suddenly, before Zhou Miao had time to break out, the buns that connected with him took the lead in breaking the defense.

"I'll play your mother!"

The next roar was followed by the sound of slamming the table, and it was obvious that Baozi had lost his mind at the moment.

Sighing, Zhou Miao took off the headphones.

He was also helpless.

This game is clearly out of play.

There is too much poor quality on both sides.

For this person who quietly clicked no, torturing his teammates, Zhou Miao didn't have to think about it to know that it must be a poetry fairy.

She belongs to that kind of person, who is both vegetable and fun-loving, and wants to prove her existence.

Reaching out and pinching his somewhat sore fingers, Zhou Miao suddenly asked in the game's full-screen chat.

"Are you all on a live stream?"

After a while, there were people on both sides who responded.

Musou Kenji: 1

Ancient Witch: Brother, have compassion on you.

Draven: Brother, where is your female gun?

Lava Behemoth: Yes, so report this ad thanks.

Bounty Hunter: Why did you report me? You can't even take me with you, so it means that you don't have the strength of this rank at all!

All:......

After being speechless for a while, Zhou Miao asked about her own AD again.

"Are you streaming?"

"Of course!"

The poetry fairy replied with righteousness.

Seeing this, Zhou Miao took a deep breath and then put all his hands on the keyboard, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

In his previous life, in addition to super-training, he also had a more special identity, that is, an e-sports pianist.

He once played hundreds of rounds with Bingfan, the four major trolls of e-sports, and then broadcast the collapse of the opponent's anger, which can be imagined his hand speed.

Opening the full-screen chat box, Zhou Miao thought about his thoughts in his mind for a moment, and then his ten fingers began to dance.

"Poetry fairy? Who gave you the title of fairy? Corpse Moss Girl, right? ”

"I'm all hairy, why do you want to say that others are monsters?"

"Reverse fried fish? Is this the reason why you want to disgust others yourself? ”

Poet Fairy: You said you were a horse

"I really envy your skin, it's so thick, you belong to Tam right?"

"Actually, you don't have a bad brain, you just have some paste, and your heart is not dirty, but you are missing a heart."

"Please, stop talking, I can still smell the fishy smell through the screen even though you've sprayed so much perfume."

"Why don't you type? Is it because your brain can't keep up? ”

"I understand, it's your corpse moss girl after all, it's normal."

"After this boyfriend's number is dropped, which boyfriend's points are you going to remove next?"

"Why don't you come to me, I also have a master section on this number, and I don't rarely make your fish, you just stay away from me every day, don't be disgusting to me."

Poetry Fairy: You!

"Don't you, don't you know how to type? Or do you not deduct anything else on the keyboard except for one back to the city? ”

"Oh, I see, you only have the ability to buckle that back to the city, I shouldn't have said that about you."

………

In the small room, the sound of the keyboard is like the sound of gunfire in the battlefield, and it never stops.

In just a few minutes, Zhou Miao sent hundreds of messages, an average of one every three seconds.

Because it's a full-screen message, it's visible to everyone.

At first, the poetry fairy would refute two sentences, but the news would soon be drowned out by Zhou Miao's information, not only that, but Zhou Miao would also take this opportunity to mock her.

At the same time, in a live broadcast room in Huya.

"Holy shit, this brother has something!"

“…… Is this the legendary gaming pianist? ”

"No, didn't you notice that he didn't use swear words when he cursed?"

"Upstairs, not only does it not have dirty words, but it has not been repeated......"

didn't notice the hot barrage in the live broadcast room, as the owner of the live broadcast room, Vincent, who has the title of the first Delevingne in the national service, was also looking at the screen blankly at this time.

The Dravin, whom he controlled, was already standing still.

Not only him, but even the top laner and mid laner auxiliary junglers are the same.

It's as if everyone is hanging up en masse.

They were all shocked by the brain circuits of the man in front of them, whose hand speed was already clear.

Suddenly, a friend's rhythmic exclamation came from Vincent's headphones.

"What? The anchor named Poetry Fairy was scolded and cried? ”