July 7, 3 p.m.

Backstage lounge of Kaohsiung Exhibition Center.

looked at the hot search on Weibo, laughing at the turbulence of feces and urine.

"I'm rough, Brother Wen, you're so ruthless, the Weibo hot search of Guodian privilege has been hung up until now."

In yesterday's match, the LPL suffered a catastrophic fiasco.

RNG was cleanly taken away in the face of KT and AHQ.

And EDG also lived up to expectations and lost to SSG.

Song Wen did know that Guodian was going to have a moth yesterday.

The match between SSG and EDG, he remembers it clearly.

After all, at that time, he waited in front of the TV for half an hour.

SSG's request for reopening was denied.

But EDG made a mistake in selecting people and was able to reopen.

This is the unique charm of Guodian.

And as of now, the LPL team has played four games.

Only WE won a match against the Lightning Wolves.

The disastrous performance of the LPL team made netizens directly scold.

And the loss of RNG and EDG, under the hype of well-intentioned people, Song Wen, who was standing in the commentary seat, carried the biggest pot.

In the words of the sunspots, Song Wen just couldn't see EDG and RNG well, so he put pressure on the commentary seat, which led to the fiasco of the two teams.

In this regard, Song Wen did not make any response, but just watched the black powder value in the system that had not fluctuated for a long time rise a little.

Brother Crystal put down his phone and glanced at Song Wen.

"But then again, Brother Wen, you are being scolded miserably now, they all said that if it weren't for you, LPL wouldn't be so miserable."

Hearing Brother Crystal's words, Song Wen spread his hands.

"Let them scold more, how long has the LPL not been so lively."

looked at Song Wen with an indifferent face, and sighed in his heart that Brother Wen deserved to be Brother Wen, and he would never understand what Brother Wen was thinking.

I feel that Song Wen is happier when he is scolded than praised.

Even some time ago, he set up a trumpet and created a group chat, wanting to be his own black fan leader.

As a result, all the fans who were added were real fans, and Song Wen was scolded.

If it weren't for Song Wen's quick reaction and quick disbandment of the group, the indignant fans almost found the base of the snake team along the network cable.

A group of people were chatting with each other, and Tabe walked in from outside.

"Brothers, RNG lost again just now, and then we played."

It is not surprising that RNG lost the game, after all, according to normal development, LPL only won two games in the group stage, one won by EDG and one won by WE.

The original OMG lost both games.

But the others didn't know about these things, and they were a little surprised to hear that RNG had lost again.

After all, the team that RNG is playing against today is a team from the LMS division.

"It seems that Uzi is really not good if he is not in RNG."

He smiled and sighed:

"Uzi is to RNG what Brother Wen is to the Snake team, they are the soul of the team."

The imp blinked, a teachable expression.

"Oh! It turns out that Chinese scolding people is dirty! ”

Tabe looked at Song Wen and asked:

"Brother Wen, is there anything else you should pay attention to?"

After being in contact with Song Wen for a long time, Tabe always has an unrealistic and strange feeling in his heart, as if Song Wen will predict the future.

After all, sometimes before the game, he can often accurately predict that the opponent will suddenly take out the big move.

It's still the kind of big move that you can't think about it.

But Tabe also knows that it is impossible to predict the future.

So I only think that Song Wenzhen is a god.

Hearing Tabe's words at this time, Song Wen remembered that he had really forgotten one thing.

He looked at the gesture.

As I said before, to help the posture recognize yourself, and this first game, it's time to show your authority as a priest.

He beckoned and called out his gesture.

"Gesture, do you remember what I said to you?"

The gesture was stunned for a moment, obviously not remembering.

"What did you say?"

Song Wen was patient, and tried his best to take out the father's love that did not exist in his body to soothe his emotions before continuing:

"When you got the first-class builder certificate, I told you that you will be C in the next game, right?"

"Can we stop mentioning the builder?"

"What the fuck, you just say if you want C, right?"

"Yes!" His eyes widened, and his tone was high, "Gou Ba Laozi wants to baba C every day!" ”

Seeing his excited look, Song Wen coughed and said:

"Well, there's something I want to tell you. Do you feel that since the beginning of the summer season, your state has been erratic, C is very C when it is up, and it seems like it will only be sent when the pit is up? ”

The gesture nodded: "Yes, I don't know why, and especially when I was C, I felt like I was in a dream, as if I was watching someone else use my body to play the operation, I was confused, and when I woke up, I couldn't fight myself, Brother Wen, did you say that I was a ghost?" ”

Hearing the words, Song Wen shook his head, his face solemn.

"You are not under a demon, but guided by God."

The posture was stunned.

"It's not Brother Wen, you really treat Lao Tzu as cerebral palsy! Your statement is even more outrageous than the Maori little Wuzi uploaded on the Internet! ”

A kind smile appeared on Song Wen's face.

"You don't believe me?"

"Do you think I'll believe it?"

Faced with the questioning of his posture, Song Wen was not annoyed, but stretched out his hand and said:

"Xiao Zhu, bring me what I prepared earlier."

Zhu Kaima, who was standing on the side, brought a bowl of water up.

Song Wen took the bowl, reached out and dipped some water, and sprinkled it three times on the head of the gesture.

"I baptize you in the gesture of the Son, in the name of the Father and the Son and of the Holy Spirit."

When Song Wen finished doing all this, his posture reacted from his confusion.

"I'm rough!"

The gesture stood up suddenly, and couldn't help shouting:

"It's not Brother Wen, we're playing abstract, not playing with gods!"

And the rest of the snake team was even more happy, and IMP couldn't help but run over, asking Song Wen to baptize him too.

Song Wen didn't pay attention to the cute imp, but said to the gesture:

"Your mind is too muddy, although you are possessed by divinity, but you are covered up by yourself and can't play, so you will be a ghost game, and now I have helped you baptize, you can go to C in the next game."

The gesture grabbed his hair and looked hideous.

"I'm rough!! Labor and management are going crazy! Labor and management people in their twenties, you are doing this with me! I'm rough! I'm going to have a brain! ”

The staff who pushed through the door had wanted to inform the Snakes that they were ready to play.

But as soon as I came in, I saw a crazy posture, and I was so frightened that I silently closed the door.

And soon, there was another hot search on Weibo.

#姿态发疯#

[According to insiders, Zz1tai, a mid-laner player in the snake e-sports club, has symptoms of mental instability, which may be related to mania. 】

Under Weibo, which is the most popular, there is all the text at the bottom of the comment area——

"Gesture, will I send it this year?"

And there is also a voice in the breaking news post.

"Fa Fa

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