Chapter 123: Luck

?"watt?"
William Jacques stood in front of the watch with a look of dumb expression. He looked intently at the horizontal line on Li Mochen's opponent's name, then squeezed the waist of a classmate beside him, and turned hard for half a circle.
The latter suddenly shouted and yelled: "SHIT! William, you bastard, what are you doing with my meat? Did I offend you AH?"
"It's just to determine if I'm dreaming now!"
William shrugged innocently: "I'm sure now, this should not be!"
"Shit! You should twist your own, you haven't hurt, are you sure this is not a dream? Maybe I'm a fake, it's just the illusion in your dream--"
This time Louise Linden was quite calm. After losing her sword a few days ago, she had probably guessed the plan of the Nathan Sports Group. Therefore, Li Mochen's amazingly good luck is not difficult to understand, and it is indispensable that a behind-the-scenes pusher is pushing.
But knowing it, Louise still asked the people around to ask about the situation in the first place.
Soon after, a club coach who accompanied the team brought back the exact news to them with a complicated look.
"This guy named Jeter, who suffered both defeats from his last opponent, broke his shin. This was originally intended to be used for a week to recover the wounds and participate in the next battle, but the incident was contrary to expectations. A little mistake, he can't stand up now— "
"and so--"
William turned his head and looked at Li Mochen who reported on the podium but was surrounded by a large group of reporters.
"Our Amo, if he didn't do anything, is he already in the top 64? Isn't it? Wow, we feel like we are in a tenth place in the winter team competition."
Even head coach Ricard, who has always been serious, shook his head slightly. In this case, he no longer knew what to say.
They seem to have to thank this guy for letting them live in despair and seeing the dawn of participating in the team competition.
Only Louise Linden was present, with a bitter smile on the corner of her lips. She guessed that Li Mochen's good luck would continue to the 32nd round until she met the runner-up in the previous personal fighting game.
To her knowledge, the Penguin Gaming Company has opened a market for Li Mochen's final ranking. The odds of winning the championship are currently 28.3.
Louise bets 350,000 gold shields on Li Mochen. She plans to make some pocket money.
It's a pity that 10,000 gold shields is already the largest bet amount of Penguin. She bet 350,000 already borrowed many social insurance cards of friends and servants, otherwise she would be willing to pay even millions of gold shields.
At this time, Li Mochen had been irradiated by a large flash of light in front of him, and it was difficult to open his eyes.
"Hello, lucky Andrea, I am a reporter for the Atlanta Morning Post! From now on, you are now in the top 64, do you have anything to say to everyone now?"
"Wiltonstein classmates, you have been promoted for three consecutive rounds because your opponents retired. How do you feel now?"
"Classmate Wiltonstein, I come from American Fighters Magazine. Can you spare time to accept an interview with us recently?"
"Remember that a week ago, Wiltonstein, you issued a declaration that your opponents in the first two rounds were not your enemies, and it was their luck that you did not encounter you. And this time the city MOS champion, you also It's bound to come. Do you still think so? "
The questions of these reporters are basically the same as the previous one. The difference is that there are more reporters participating, and some well-known big media have appeared.
But then someone asked a different question than before.
"Classmate Andrei, I think you remember me. I come from the Atlanta Sports Weekly. We published the newspaper today. I do n’t know if you read it? My colleague broke the news that he was breaking the news. He was from the Nathan Sports Group. I learned that you have signed a top sponsorship contract with the company? "
"Some people say you are part of the Wiltonstein family. We interviewed Mr. Cleo, the president of Wiltonstein transportation company. He said that your mother has been removed from the family?"
Li Mochen looked calm, and walked to the entrance of the gym with the help of security guards, and then stopped to answer the question.
"I did sign a sponsorship agreement with the Nathan Sports Group three weeks ago. According to the other party, their sponsorship to me is indeed the best."
As Li Mochen said, he specifically pointed to the sword bag behind him, with the obvious Nathan logo on it.
"I have been a fan of the Nathan Sports Group since I was a child. Their products are very good. Especially the several trial products that the Nathan Sports Group has provided me recently are simply great. The armor customized for me, if there is no accident, I can wear this armor to play in the thirty-two strong battle. "
Everyone around was already in an uproar. William Jacques, who joined the bustle, opened his mouth wide and read the book from UU. uukanshu. Com cannot be closed for the time being.
watt? Is this guy serious?
He thought Li Mochen was bragging for the first time, but then William thought about Li Mochen's nerves no matter how big he was, so he wouldn't tell these lies in front of such a multimedia.
And the Atlanta Sports Weekly is very authoritative. This is all news that has been published in the press.
So, this good friend of his did indeed get the top sponsorship agreement from the Nathan Sports Group. Wasn't he kidding him before?
But William still can't understand, is the marketing department of the Nathan Sports Group crazy?
"With regard to the city MOS champion, my attitude is the same as before. For the current player, no one is my opponent."
Li Mochen's tone was unhurried, with no fluctuations, as if he was talking about something ordinary.
"As for the Wiltonstein family you mentioned, what I want to say is that my name on the driver ’s license and social security card, although it is Andre Lee Wiltonstein, I personally prefer other people to call I Li Mochen, or A Mo— "
At this time, the reporters around were upset again, and Li Mochen had no interest in answering. After he said this, he left Stormwind Stadium directly in front of everyone's attention and took the Norfolk Lotus 350 sports car that Qitai helped him to drive to the Bright Cathedral of Atlanta.
Li Mochen was looking forward to the next trip in the dark world. Alyssa Tangerian had informed by telephone yesterday that she had found the beast Li Mochen wanted, which was definitely the kind that Li Mochen wanted.