The arena was set up quite tall, and Mu Wanwan sat below, resting her chin on her hands, staring at the screen in front of her.
It's really tiring to lean so sideways, and the screen is far away. As an Internet addicted girl, she has mild myopia, usually hurts her eyes, and doesn't wear contact lenses very often.
She sighed and took out her black-rimmed glasses to put on herself.
"Don't say it," said Lin Jiu beside him, "I've always thought you're a scumbag, you still look like a human being after wearing glasses."
"Thank you," Mu Wanwan said without turning her head, "Next time, please praise me positively."
"..."
The players haven't entered the arena yet, so the commentator comes to warm up the scene first.
Because of the large number of games in the regular season, many new commentators have been added, and the words and tone of speech are not as good as the old commentators.
She covered her mouth and yawned slightly.
The male commentator smiled and asked: "Then which team do you like?"
"My words..." the female commentator smiled, "Let's just look at the lineup. I'm really looking forward to the Czar of the Sharks, and I don't know if I can see it in this game."
Shark is the game ID of Xu Hao in MA.
Mu Wanwan chuckled lightly.
It's certainly impossible for TS to let you see Seo Ho's czar.
Lin Jiu: "What are you laughing at?"
"It's nothing," Mu Wanwan stood up, "I'm going to the bathroom."
The air inside was too stuffy, the game hadn't started, everyone was whispering, it was very noisy.
After walking out, she only felt a sigh of relief, only to realize that she forgot to ask where the toilet was.
never mind.
There were two roads on the side, she hesitated for a while, then turned to the right.
At the end is a door, half open, with the words [Non-staff not allowed to enter] written on it.
It seems to be going wrong.
She was about to go back when she peeked into the crack of the door out of the corner of her eye and saw the toilet sign posted on the wall.
... Just go in and go to the toilet, it shouldn't matter, right
She glanced left and right and walked in quickly.
After coming out, she washed her hands and was about to leave when she received a call from Lin Jiu.
"Where are you? Why haven't you come back yet?"
"I just looked for the toilet for a long time, what's wrong?"
"Didn't I send you a file last time, the form about the live broadcast time and corresponding salary, do you have it on your phone?"
Mu Wanwan thought about it, and when the other party sent it, she seemed to have received it on her mobile phone first: "Yes, what's the matter?"
"You send it to me first, and I will tell you in detail when you come back."
"OK."
After hanging up the phone, Mu Wanwan was about to poke the screen to send the file, but because her hands were too wet, she couldn't poke the screen at all.
She took out a tissue, walked out of the toilet, and yelled, "Hey Siri."
SIRI is a built-in function of the Apple mobile phone. It is equivalent to a small robot that can help perform various operations. Just shout "Hey SIRI" and it will automatically start.
The only downside is that it will interrupt other functions of the phone while in use.
Ding ding-dong dong.
She heard two ding-dongs, followed by a "hiss-" inhalation sound.
She froze for a moment, then turned her head to look, and there was a man standing not far away. He was quite tall and had black shattered hair.
The other party also turned around to look at her, frowning slightly and opening his mouth slightly, it turned out to be Pei Lu who Lin Jiu kept talking about just now.
Mu Wanwan couldn't help but sigh in her heart—this person is better-looking than what she saw on the live broadcast of the competition on the platform. Others said that Xu Hao is handsome, but she didn't think that Pei Lu was obviously more sunny.
The other party took two deep breaths, with a slightly accusatory expression on his face.
accuse
She glanced at his mobile phone, which is the same model as Apple, and it also has the interface of SIRI. It seems that what she said accidentally called out SIRI on his mobile phone.
Pei Lu has a quirk.
Before playing games, he likes to play online duels to practice hand speed and stimulation reaction.
Just now, he met a strong opponent. They fought back and forth three times. Pei Lu didn't win once. This round finally had a chance of winning. Seeing that the progress bar was only 7% away, he won the victory. Sent back to hell by the "Hey SIRI".
"... Did I disturb you?" Mu Wanwan looked at his expression, thinking about what to say.
Pei Lu shook his head sadly: "No."
The voice is also nice and warm, although it is a bit deep, it doesn't make people feel indifferent.
It was then that Mu Wanwan remembered that she had never heard Pei Lu's voice.
Before becoming an anchor, she had gone to other people's live broadcast rooms to learn experience. Among them, she had been to the live broadcast room of TS team members. She also watched the live broadcast of Xiaoroubao several times.
She thought for a long time, and suddenly asked without beginning or end: "Have you never started a live broadcast?"
Pei Lu was taken aback for a moment, then subconsciously replied: "Yes."
"Oh," Mu Wanwan nodded, "The game is about to start, don't you need to prepare?"
Unexpectedly, the other party started chatting with him like this, Pei Lu glanced at the phone: "It's not time yet."
"Come on," Mu Wanwan clenched a fist with one hand and encouraged him, "I think you guys have a good chance of winning."
Pei Lu was startled.
TS is an old team, and it was an all-powerful team a few years ago, but in the past few years, the old players have retired one after another, and the five active players and substitutes are all newcomers who have just joined the team for less than two years.
As for MA, it shined brilliantly in the first two years, stood out among all the teams, and won the first ticket to the global finals in one fell swoop. Even if it was 3-0 by the South Korean team, MA is still the highest ranking among the Chinese teams. team.
Not to mention anything else, let's just talk about last year's summer split. When they played against MA, they didn't win a game.
Pei Lu thought for a while, curled his fingertips to cover his mouth, and asked uncertainly, "Um... are you a fan of our team?"
Mu Wanwan said ah, just about to say something, when she saw Lin Jiu walking towards her, she immediately turned a corner when she said: "Oh, no, I'm your personal fan."
Pei Lu blinked twice, the sunlight outside the window hit his eyelashes, leaving spots of shadows under his eyes.
"Well," he moved his hand away and smiled, "thank you."
The smile was so sincere that Mu Wanwan saw his dimples.
Such a deep dimple, I want to poke it.
"Why didn't you send me a message for a long time? And do you know that this is the backstage..." Lin Jiu was in the middle of speaking, and stopped immediately when he saw Pei Lu.
Mu Wanwan: "I know, I just came to borrow a toilet."
"... Oh, it's okay, I'm not in a hurry. Then you go ahead, I'll wait for you outside." Lin Jiu winked at her.
Lin Jiu came and left so fast that Mu Wanwan couldn't stop her.
"Then I'll leave first, before the staff finds out," Mu Wanwan smiled unnaturally, turned around and took two steps, and suddenly thought of something, struggled for a while, but still couldn't help turning around.
"Actually, have you noticed that MA's bot lane is their breakthrough?"
Pei Lu was taken aback: "Huh?"
"That's right, their support is very sloppy," Mu Wanwan thought about it carefully, "After the first wave of small team battles in the bottom lane, he especially likes to call the jungler to come over to make trouble, but I'm not sure he will do it in the game. won't do that."
of course.
After the last summer split, Pei Lu took the time to study the video of MA's games, and finally discovered this pattern—in general, it's not a pattern, but a personal habit, or a team habit.
Because the opponent's signs are not obvious, sometimes they can successfully gank a wave, but more often than not, the jungler will find that the gank success rate is not high after eating the bottom lane mobs, and give up decisively. So not many people discovered this rule, at least no other team has discovered it so far.
He is going to start with this today.
He was a little astonished, and blurted out: "How do you know?"
"Because I played a few games with him."
To be precise, it was a lot of rounds—MA's support used to score points with her for a while, and then the other party started a live broadcast, and the two never played together again.
Ever played games together
Before Pei Lu could react, Mu Wanwan waved his hand: "My friend is still waiting for me, let's go first, let's fight hard."
She turned around too fast, her shoulder-length hair arcing in the air.
There is a faint fragrance of shampoo in the air, which is sweet and pleasant.
Back in the practice room, Little Roubao saw him and asked, "Xiaolu, how are you doing? Did you win?"
The jungler of TS was sitting next to Xiaoroubao, called Brother Hu, he laughed: "You can tell by Xiaolu's expression, he definitely didn't win!"
Pei Lu pursed his lips, and asked in a wrong way: "Do you know the game ID of the MA assistant?"
Little Roubao was stunned: "Why, you want to snipe him and teach him how to behave?"
"… no."
TS's jungler is called Mu Mu, who lives up to his nickname, and has a relatively wooden personality. He decisively ended the teasing of the other two: "ID is his name, Youyou, and add a Y after it."
Pei Lu said hello, opened the TGP game assistant, entered the name, and checked the opponent's rank.
The strongest king.
The girl just said that she played games with Youyou? Still several innings
She can even accurately explain the operational loopholes of Youyou, and she should not just be an ordinary water friend.
Just as he was thinking, Team Manager Yang Ge pushed the door open, came in, glanced around, frowned and asked, "Where's Chen He?"
Brother Hu said: "It is said that there are people I know, go and visit."
"..."
Brother Yang was so angry that he turned around and went out, and dragged Chen He back two minutes later.
The game is about to start, and there is no time to talk nonsense. As soon as Brother Yang finished the Ban Pick session, a staff member came in to inform them to enter the field.
Mu Wanwan returned to her seat and sent the document to Lin Jiu.
Lin Jiu was not in a hurry now, and touched her shoulder: "Are you happy to communicate with your idol face to face?"
Mu Wanwan's tone was calm: "Happy."
"Is there any contact information?"
"No."
"... so cowardly."
Mu Wanwan didn't bother to argue anymore: "What do you want that document for?"
"Oh, it's nothing serious. A friend of mine said that he also wanted to come to the live broadcast and asked me about the specific situation. It would be too troublesome to explain one by one, so I just sent the file to her and let her study it by herself."
Mu Wanwan remembered that when she first started the live broadcast, Lin Jiu grabbed her and told her a lot, fearing that she would be cheated by Tiger TV.
With a warm heart, she said, "I'll treat you to dinner later."
"...why??" Lin Jiu asked suspiciously, "I'm going to broadcast live tonight, so I don't have time to eat."
"I know, I'll treat you to takeaway."
Lin Jiu was about to ask, but was frightened by the suddenly excited female fans around.
The MA team entered the field.
After a commotion, TS players also stepped onto the stage.
The voices in the venue instantly became much quieter.
But there are still some, it seems that they mistakenly entered the fan seat of the MA team, and the fans of TS are all sitting on the left.
Mu Wanwan turned sideways and took a look.
The fans of TS seem to be more rational. They didn't shout, but there were a lot of support signs. Maybe it was to find a place. She also saw several people holding four or five light signs...
When he retracted his sight, the players on both sides had already sat down.
The camera happened to focus on Pei Lu, who was skillfully connecting his mouse.
After listening to the commentary's introduction and awkward chat, we finally entered the Ban Pick session.
She saw that Pei Lu was talking calmly, his lips opened and closed, his eyes were fixed on the computer screen, and his expression was calm.
It was completely different from the sunny and warm man I saw backstage just now. At this moment, he was imposing, like a leader.
Lin Jiu asked, "Who do you think will win?"
As soon as these words came out, Mu Wanwan felt that the ears of everyone around her were pricked up.
...This is an enemy camp, can't we keep our voices down
After Mu Wanwan finished slandering, she lowered her voice to the lowest possible level, but her words were extremely firm.
"TS."