The Crown on a Wheelchair [Esports]

Chapter 93

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The world itself is not pure

South Korean foreign players like to dye their hair in a flamboyant color.

Therefore, NPL players have followed suit.

One of the Korean foreign aid representatives, FRI, likes to catch dolls.

Therefore, FRI fan dolls appeared in China. As a hot item, it was once on Weibo hot search.

Song Shixun did not escape this question after all.

"People always have things they like to do." Song Shixun said, "Just like you like to inquire about gossip, that little brother likes to take pictures, what's wrong with catching dolls, can't you?"

"You know what I'm asking." Siyue waited for the answer persistently, with a serious expression like a puppet cat, "I don't make superficial articles, every question has a textual research and source."

"Did you ask Dawn?" Song Shixun asked halfway, the words stuck in his throat.

This is another little-known stalk.

"After you blew yourself up in Pingcheng, many people have watched the solo video of you and BYT coach Test, but they don't know that when you were trainees, you and Dawn were both mid laners and were placed in the same group." April said, "At that time there was only one place, and Test would prefer you to join BYT, right?"

"Can this episode not be broadcast?" Song Shixun said.

"Of course," said April, "but I'd love to hear your stories."

"Siege." Song Shixun smiled, "You only know when you go in. Brother T only wants me to be a machine."

Si Yue said: "In just two months, you got tired of playing the mid laner and wanted to switch to AD, so you had conflicts with the coaching staff."

Song Shixun said: "Yeah, I felt uncomfortable after the training that night. I met Dawn when I came out. I thought it was a coincidence. I haven't seen him for more than a year. He said that there are other clubs who want to sign him, but they just never agreed. Still waiting for BYT’s new round of recruitment.”

Si Yue said: "Afterwards, Dawn invited you to go to the nearby Tianzhi shopping mall to grab dolls."

Song Shixun said with a faint smile: "The quality of the dolls in that store is really good. He bet with me that if he can catch a coin in one coin toss, I will give him the mid laner position."

"Well, the fact of the matter is, he made it and you left," April said.

Song Shixun said: "I just sympathize with him. I saw that he deformed his fingers even for a formula. It's not worth it for him. Who knows, I heard from a friend later that night, he asked the boss to tighten the clip of the claw machine in advance. .”

The photographer couldn't help laughing.

Si Yue said: "He is now the number one mid laner in the world."

Song Shixun said: "Basically, I am also a top AD, and I also have a mid lane teammate whose hand speed is not inferior to his. I am very content."

"Uranus, well deserved," said April.

The hostility in Song Shixun's eyes slowly dissipated, flipping through the cocoon pamphlet in his hand, and said, "I'm a shy person, I don't have many friends, and I don't know how to make relationships, so maybe I won't be able to stay anywhere for long."

Si Yue said: "I don't think you are shy, can you talk about your views on NCK and NPL?"

Song Shixun said: "NPL has been imitating NCK for the past two years, whether it is the tactical system or the training mode, well, KL is a living example, but the terrible thing is that they seem to have forgotten one thing, that is, the game itself is for Happy, not suffocating."

April said: "Okay, I hope you can find a sense of belonging in ART."

This interview material finally appeared on Pococo's official Weibo.

Song Shixun chose not to evade.

Si Yue put away the interview script, tidied up, took a sip of hot tea to moisturize her throat, and said to the staff: "The last group is here, let Xia Liang and Ji Tian come in."

……

Before the door was closed, there was a commotion outside.

April asked: "What sound?"

The staff came back and said: "It's nothing, I'll inform Xia Liang and Ji Tian, ​​just wait a moment."

Adjacent to the studio is a makeshift dressing room.

The team members' dressing room is on the left. Because they don't have time to dress up, they only have some clothes and shoes, and they are guarded by special personnel, making them look neat and orderly.

The dressing room for the right outfield personnel is not so simple.

It's a mixed bag.

Baby Iman and a few good friends came back from the football field and found a dressing room, planning to change the sports jersey into a long lace dress, and then removed the two ball heads on the left and right, and replaced them with scum girls with big waves.

"Cross-dressing is popular these days." My friend said, "Iman is so beautiful, seize the opportunity to interact with the leader, and the host of the summer game will definitely win it."

"So what, I'm kidding, but Mia has someone inside One Hammer," Iman said.

"She doesn't have your traffic." The friend said, "A lot of people are complaining about you and the Lich."

"It's not me who suffers." Iman smiled.

Her zipper was a bit tight, and she struggled to pull it, so she let her friend go first.

Unexpectedly, it was so easy to pull it to the back, suddenly, there was a sound from the buttocks...

The material is torn.

"Fucking old lady wants to wear xs." Yiman scolded, put on the sportswear hastily, and went out with bare legs to rummage through a friend's bag, hoping to borrow a famous brand for emergency.

Just then, the smell of cigarettes wafted over.

With disheveled hair, Yiman looked up and saw Sun Yueran making an ambiguous and presumptuous gesture to her.

"Leader Sun." Iman stepped back and said, "I gave you all the materials you asked for last time. What else do you want? I haven't had any personal contact with the Lich for a long time, please let me go."

"You look good in this tracksuit today." Sun Yueran locked the door, smoked a cigar, sat on the swivel chair, and said tastefully, "Like a little girl, not like a "princess" on Linping West Road. "

Iman grabbed a towel and wrapped it around his lower body: "What do you want to do, let me tell you, there are so many people outside, it's not good to make a scene."

"Alright." Sun Yueran patted his thigh, "Come here, sit down."

Iman's eyes were red, and his eyelashes were foggy.

Sun Yueran flicked off the cigarette ash, took Yiman's hand, and pulled her to sit in front of him.

"You always have to pay back when you come out to hang out, huh? Who introduced you to Teng Snake? And who asked Crush and Lobster to take you to the live broadcast? You are very chic. When you see me, you don't call me Brother, but "Leader Sun"?" "

Sun Yueran sighed and pinched the tip of Yiman's chin.

"How many people have been fooled by your sweet voice, Baby Iman."

Iman took a deep breath, his chest heaved violently, but he only let it out smoothly: "I really didn't mean that, don't force me, the lich is just playing with me."

"He played with you?" Sun Yueran said, "It was you who played with him, they all have artificial faces, and you really look a bit similar to his prehistoric girlfriend."

Iman said, "Leader Sun, let go."

While struggling, an unextinguished cigarette fell on her wrist.

hot!

"Get lost!" Yiman screamed, pushing Sun Yueran away with all his strength.

Sun Yueran was caught off guard, shifted and lost his center of gravity, and fell to the ground with a bang.

Yiman covered his mouth, his face turned pale with fright.

"You still dare to push me?" Sun Yueran got up, stomped out the cigar with his leather shoes, grabbed Iman's wrist and buckled it against the wall.

……

"Let go of her!"

The lock snapped and the door slammed open.

Wu Ni approached, grabbed Sun Yueran by the collar and yanked it forward, then pushed him back.

The friend who tipped off the news hid at the door and dared not come in.

After all, Sun Yueran is middle-aged, and doesn't have the drive of a young man in his early twenties. When he saw a "hero" saving the beauty, he didn't say much. He just zipped his jacket and let out a sneer.

"Sorry, she provoked me first."

After speaking, Sun Yueran walked away.

The interview with FRI in the studio was over, and the staff came to ask about the situation.

"It's nothing." Yiman held Wu Ni back and prevaricated the staff, "It's a little misunderstanding, we'll settle it ourselves."

……

The turmoil in the dressing room finally subsided.

Wu Ni stayed outside the locker room.

Iman changes into a friend's dress.

The two of them could hear each other's voices through a cloth curtain.

"It's all true." Iman took out the lipstick in the makeup bag, opened the mirror, "Last night, Yuan fainted when he was being interviewed at the game site. ...He was not a good person in the first place, so he took advantage of my relationship with you and collected a lot of dirty information about you."

Wu Ni said, "Okay."

Iman's lipstick stayed on his lips: "I thought that if I told you the truth, you would be even angrier than before."

Wu Ni said: "It's not just this little bit of filth, I already knew it."

Iman said, "The lich..."

Wu Ni said: "What I hate is that you just left without saying anything, and wiped your tears afterwards, everyone thought I dumped you."

Iman said: "So what else? You don't need money, and I can't afford it either."

Wu Ni said: "Come and watch the game, Iman, for you and me, this game is a salvation."

With a bang, Yiman opened the curtain and pulled his hair behind his ears.

Wu Ni said: "I have always claimed to be the last spark of the runner-up division in 11 years. In fact, Jin Wen is right. I just can't let go of the past. The world itself is not pure, but I can choose my own perspective."

Looking from the side, Wu Ni has a straight nose, thick and curled eyelashes, his cold white skin looks like a half-blooded angel, his braids are thrown behind his shoulders, and his pupils under the peaked cap are deep and bright.

Iman said, "Come on Lich, I guess you will use Luke the Soulchanger."

Wu Ni raised his eyes and found that Yiman's smile was as innocent as a child's.

"Isn't it?" Iman said.

Wu Ni whispered, "Hush."

He had to sigh, a woman's sixth sense is really terrifying.

"Welcome Nightwish, welcome Season..." April said.

She didn't finish, because she saw the familiar scene.

Because it is a semi-open-air room, the lighting scene needs to be dynamically adjusted according to the position of the sun. When Xia Liang and Ji Tian arrived, the photographer had just set up, and the ground line had not yet returned.

Xia Liang's wheelchair is stuck by a thread.

"I'll carry you on my back." Ji Tian said.

The nurses didn't even have time to move.

Xia Liang nodded, and put her arms around Ji Tian's shoulders naturally.

On the sofa, the two of them sat in a row again.

……