Vol 2 Chapter 112: Maka

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Many people around were gasping (!⊙o⊙!).
Dragon God Team!
Anyone who has participated in the North East Internet Cafe League before naturally knows this team.
If Team Intur is the strongest team ever in this North East Internet Cafe League, then the Dragon God is the second team well-deserved!
In addition to winning the championship once, the Dragon God team won 5 runner-ups in the Internet Cafe League.
Although the members of the Dragon God team have undergone some changes, they are getting stronger and stronger. From a master king team with an average age of 20, to a pure king team with an average age of 18!
The average age of 18 means that they have a good future.
The 18-year-old Ionian King in the mid lane, the 17-year-old Bilgewater King in the top lane, the 19-year-old Zuan King couple in the bottom lane, and the 17-year-old King in the jungle black rose, composed of four regional kings. Of 5 Kings!
It is indeed worthy of the three words [Dragon God].
And it is hailed as the young team that may be able to compete in LPL in the future!
"The Dragon God?!"
The Schindler Internet Café man's eyes were very wide. He seemed to remember this muscle tyrant, and his mouth was a bit uncomfortable: "You, you, you, your mid-laner is the cold-faced boy?!!!"
Muscle Ba Nan ignored the expression of the Schindler man shaking the whale, and turned his head to convey a word to Ye Bufan.
"Our cold noodles let me follow you..."
"He is looking forward to... a mid lane duel with you!"
...
"Are you mid laner?"
"who is it?"
"He recognizes me?"
Ye Bufan is a little strange.
"Hehe, you're so cold, you are really interesting." Muscle Baman's girlfriend smiled charmingly, then stretched her head over, and looked at Ye Bufan's face from side to side. The distance between the two is no more than 0.15 meters, close. Even the sniffles can feel each other.
"You don't recognize him, but he recognizes you."
"Hey, a handsome man like you who can play games, should he have a girlfriend?"
The muscle tyrant pulled his girlfriend back, seemingly used to her being so unrestrained, and calmly said: "Who is our mid laner, you will meet sooner or later. Of course, the premise is that your team can persist until that time."
After that, the muscle tyrant turned his arm around his girlfriend and left, and his girlfriend turned his head and gave Ye Bufan an ambiguous look.
"Lu Na, give me peace."
"Okay, got it."
After the two of the Dragon God team left, only Ye Bufan was left where everyone was watching.
After this incident, everyone was discussing who Ye Bufan was, and from time to time they looked at the man at the Schindler Internet cafe.
Only the Schindler Internet cafe man felt piapia slapped in his face!
He deliberately picked a person who had no teammates to bully, and wanted to pinch the soft persimmon to show everyone, but in the end he pinched the iron hedgehog...
If you are so confessed, you will be ashamed; but if you continue to be ruthless, if you really run into this guy in the game, I am afraid that you can't beat it, it will be even more embarrassing...
The man stared at Ye Bufan, not knowing what to do or what to do for a moment...
Of course, Ye Bufan, who was watched by everyone, could only stay in his corner awkwardly and innocently. For the first time, he felt how uncomfortable it would be without his teammates to bear the pressure...
At this time, after a few years of fermentation, the news of the orphan anchor in the Guangsha Internet Cafe in Beidong City has spread. A group of alliance team scouts, major platforms, self-media people and hunting reporters, and related parties from all parties have all Has heard the news.
No one wants to know this Maoya anchor for the first time.
Will this orphan anchor, who is like a mansion that stands up overnight, be the hope of lpl's future?
How old is he?
What's the background?
Haven't opened the hanger?
Do you have any plans to play a career?
Are there scandals or vices?
Can you dig out any hard materials?
...
With all different ideas, everyone hurried to the Guangsha Internet Cafe after getting off the plane and the highway.
But when they swarmed into the Internet cafes, recharged, and rushed to the VIP room on the 3rd floor to interview the orphans, there was only one Wu Xiaoxiao in the room who was live broadcast.
She was being photographed in front of her elegant "Zuan" teammate...
"My dear, your extra-large parents' urn has arrived."
"While busy, I also like your mother's sudden death."
"Rain hit the grave, generations are rich, your parents are smiling brightly in the heavy rain."
"I won't tell you where your mother lives now. That is the secret of the funeral home."
"One bow, then bow again, this filial son, don't look around, please face up to the portrait of your parents."
...
The people who rushed to the door of the private room looked at the general language skills of Wu Xiaoxiao broadcaster and the horrible phantom hand speed enough to play Rachmaninov's Piano Concerto No. 3, they couldn't help being stunned!
This woman...
Thousands of words, bright tongue and lotus!
Do not swear dirty words!
It's so stylish!
It's terrible (?⊙?⊙?)!
"Excuse me, is this a live broadcast room for orphans of someone else's house?" Everyone lowered their voices to avoid getting into trouble, and asked heartily.
Wu Xiaoxiao turned his head and looked at the group of people holding various shooting equipment at the door, puzzled for a moment, and then suddenly realized.
"Do you want to hug Zuan too?"
...
The air was quiet for a moment.
"Oh! No! No! No!"
Then everyone's expressions changed drastically (⊙▂⊙?)!
He disappeared into the stairs on the third floor...
...
"Brother webmaster, isn't your private room c001 on the third floor dedicated to the live broadcast of the orphans of the first other person in the Canyon?" The people who returned to the 2nd floor in fear, holding their shooting props, asked the webmaster on the second floor.
"Yes." The network manager replied.
"Why isn't someone else here?" everyone asked again.
"Let's go for dinner, maybe it's going to the toilet..." The network manager replied perfunctorily. Of course he knew that Ye Bufan had participated in the competition, but why did he tell these people?
"Oh, I see."
Everyone suddenly understood, and then many people took out the props they had prepared long ago and spread them around the stairs on the second floor, blocking the place.
There are suitcases, picnic mats, broken newspapers, and even thin tissues. Anyway, as long as they can be placed under the buttocks, they all use them, even if they sit on the floor and don't care.
It sounds good that they are platform scouts, website reporters, and studio media people, but they are not good, they are paparazzi! It's just a dog wish who tracks e-sports news part-time
With the professional paparazzi spirit, I got news from the orphan anchor for the neighbors, they are all professional! Even if they stay here, they have to interview the orphan anchor for the first time!
"How famous is this orphan anchor? That's such a big shelf? If you know we're here, hide in advance?!" someone shouted.
"If it weren't for the editor-in-chief's request, the old man would not guard him!" Someone stretched his voice.
"The manager and coach of our club are really blind. I have to fly all the way." Someone echoed.
"It's over here, I will never take care of this orphan's stuff anymore!" Someone stood up.
"That's ~EbookFREE.me~ that's it!"
Everyone is arguing here, it seems that they want to deliberately and loudly influence Internet users who surf the Internet. This is their habit of using language offensive to coerce the target into submission.
The non-smoking area and double deck area on the 2nd floor have always been quiet and beautiful.
The netizens who spend more internet expenses to come to the Internet on this floor want to be quiet. They want to quietly watch TV, play games, or chat with friends or couples, and enjoy themselves. Fortunately...
As a result, these people are making it as lively as a vegetable market, and noisier than the ordinary area on the first floor...
One and a half hours passed.
Everyone didn't even notice to stop. You are tired and I will not let it be quiet anyway.
Finally, some netizens who surfed the Internet couldn't stand it anymore, and they got off the plane and left.
I was really tired of these people, and the webmaster had to tell them the truth.
"I heard that Ye Dashen went to Intur to play the Internet cafe league, can you go to Intur to find him? Don't be here to influence us to surf the Internet, okay?"
"Ye Dashen? Orphans? Internet cafes? Intour? Where is Intour?"
Some people are still asking.
But the veteran had already patted his and rushed directly downstairs!
Everyone reacted instantly!
I saw the paparazzi team who was still united just now. As soon as they heard the news of the orphan anchor, they turned their faces and refused to recognize them. Picking up the luggage and props, you dragged me downstairs.
As for the "never care about orphans"...
Ok.
It smells so good.