There were only two people sitting in the lounge.
The trio of little meat bun Hu Ge went to the front desk to watch Pei Lu accept an interview hand in hand. They called it "feel the fans' enthusiasm for TS", but in fact they wanted to make room for her and Yang Ge to talk.
Mu Wanwan sat upright.
Mistakes in the competition are her fault. Although she won, she still has to bear the responsibility. She understands the truth, but what is the operation of this calculator...
Brother Yang wakes up the calculator: "The state owns the state law, and the team has team rules. TS has a private punishment system for violations. I haven't had time to show you it before. The main reason is that I'm usually busy. I didn't expect you to join the team for two months. You can use this system... I was careless, and those who don’t know will have a reduced crime, and you will be deducted one thousand yuan less for this violation.”
After finishing speaking, he turned on his phone and handed the system form that he took earlier to Mu Wanwan.
She took it, swallowed, and began to think carefully.
[1. If you use insulting words in public places (live broadcast room, competition field, interview, etc.), you must bear the corresponding consequences.
2. During training matches, competitions, etc., those who despise the spirit of e-sports, give away heads, hang up, play teammates, etc., shall bear the corresponding consequences.
3. It is not allowed to accept monetary gifts from fans in private (small gifts are not counted, more than four digits need to be reported), once discovered, they will be punished and apologized immediately, and the punishment depends on the amount of money.
4. Do not engage in physical conflict with anyone unless it is unavoidable...]
Brother Yang saw that she was reading seriously, so he couldn't help reminding: "You should focus on the first article first."
Mu Wanwan hurriedly said: "Don't worry, I have live broadcast experience, and I never use swear words when swearing."
Brother Yang: "..."
He took a few deep breaths and told himself not to be angry, it would be bad for his health: "You can read the fourth from the bottom, and read the rest slowly."
Mu Wanwan followed her advice.
[14. During the game, if you lose concentration or act intentionally, causing major mistakes in the game (privately choosing heroes, using summoner skills indiscriminately, etc.), wages will be deducted and corresponding consequences will be deducted. If the situation is serious, you will go to the OB position in the backstage.]
The backstage OB position...isn't it just a substitute? !
"Don't worry, you will not be allowed to go to the bench now. It's not that you are too strong, but that there is currently no one in the team who can fill this position-but there will always be a substitute, and we will usher in a substitute next season." New substitute player, so you'd better learn from this lesson," Brother Yang comforted in a semi-threatening manner, "Although the existence of a team is not only about winning the game, but winning the game is the original intention of forming a team, so we are here The punishment in this regard will be stricter.”
Only then did Mu Wanwan feel relieved, and asked, "How much is the fine?"
"The monthly salary is 12,000, and this time you will be deducted 1,000 less, and the penalty for violations will be 77% of your salary..."
"77%?!" Mu Wanwan blinked, swallowed the sentence why there were so many, and asked, "...how did the number 77 come about?"
"Approval rate," Brother Yang smiled, "After you chose Delevingne, the support rate of Shuangcha's team directly soared to 77%, understand?"
Mu Wanwan listened to the ruthless female voice of the calculator: "...understood."
Just finished talking here, the interview on TV has already started.
As soon as Pei Lu stepped onto the stage, there was a burst of cheers from the audience, and the camera was followed by the auditorium, taking pictures of many young ladies holding lamp signs.
"Okay, our post-match interview also invited God Lu, the assistant from TS!" The host laughed, "God Lu, this game has been won, is there anything special you want to say?"
Pei Lu put his hands behind his back, stood up straight, and smiled, "Well... I would like to thank my teammates for allowing me to win this game, and also thank the fans for their support."
"Did you do any pre-match preparations for today's match against Shuangcha?" the host asked.
"Let's just do normal training," Pei Lu said, "and then we targeted the double-forked Hary in the Ban Pick."
"It's rare for us to see so many AD heroes in TS Ban," the host quickly moved on to the next question, "We can see that in the first game, the double fork focused on your bottom lane, what you discussed at the time What is the response decision?"
"I knew that today's interview was going to be troublesome," Xiao Roubao in the audience clasped his arms around his waist and said, "It's a good thing I wasn't interviewed, otherwise my impulsiveness would definitely force me to get a fine from Brother Yang."
"Interview you? You're dreaming," Brother Hu poked at him, "Go back now, and the fans in the live broadcast room will scold you for not being an MVP again."
Little Roubao slapped him on the shoulder: "Fuck...you'll die if you keep quiet!"
When Pei Lu heard the question, he also paused, and then he chuckled lightly: "There is no decision to deal with it. Although the bottom lane was targeted, our other three lanes went very smoothly."
The host asked: "Do you think the tactics of Shuangcha against you today have any real effect?"
"I think," Pei Lu smiled wider, "No."
Mu Wanwan stared at the TV tightly.
Originally, she was still immersed in the fear of the word OB in the backstage, but now seeing Pei Lu, she immediately remembered the conversation before the second game.
Brother Yang: "I'll deduct the fine for you from this month, no problem?"
He didn't get a reply, and he looked up at her, who was watching the interview seriously and didn't notice him at all.
"This is a five-player battle game. If you want to win, you can't win against one of the lanes," Pei Lu said calmly. "If a team only wants to rely on one lane, it will definitely not be able to go far."
There was an uproar in the audience.
Pei Lu's words, overtly and secretly, were all mocking Shuangcha!
Shuangcha was a relegation team before the arrival of Korean aid Hary. They only won one game in the spring split and were always at the bottom of HSS. After Hary joined, the two-fork style of play changed drastically, and the bottom lane became the center lane. If the bottom lane has an advantage, it may not necessarily win the game, but if the bottom lane does not have an advantage, there is basically no chance of winning.
Therefore, it is said that Hary has the absolute right to speak in the team. Fans affectionately call him the father of the group soul, and the black fans directly call Shuangcha the one-man group.
"Hahaha, Xiaolu seems to be very angry... That is to say, the double forks were lucky, and they just ran into the strong version of the bottom lane, otherwise they would have to obediently go to the relegation match." Xiaoroubao was so happy that he began to talk More and more inattentive.
Brother Hu hurriedly bumped into him: "You can shut up, we are at the front desk."
Xiaoroubao hurriedly looked around when he heard the words, but fortunately, his volume was lowered: "Don't say it, don't say it."
"God Lu sent you a piece of chicken soup, please pay attention to check it," the host smiled. The question was raised by Sai Fang for her, and she asked the truth-obviously, the behavior of Shuangcha before even Sai Fang couldn't stand it anymore, "Then the second game, the Draven that Wanshen took out, was it also a countermeasure that you discussed in advance?"
Sure enough, he mentioned himself.
Mu Wanwan sat on the sofa, her heart fluttering, wanting to hear how Pei Lu would evaluate herself.
Would he think she was impulsive and unreliable
She felt that she was not as nervous as she was when she was being trained just now.
"Yes," Pei Lu bared his canine teeth and asked the host, "Isn't it cool?"
The host froze for a moment: "...it's pretty cool."
The audience in the audience was very cooperative, and a super loud voice burst out from the crowd - "Fuck cool!"
This sentence directly ignited the laughter of other people. This time the game ended, except for the die-hard fans of Shuangcha, almost no one left early.
"Although Draven is not easy to fight in team battles in the late stage, what we value is his damage in the early stage," Pei Lu said without blinking, "Viewers and fans who often watch Wanwan's live broadcast can also find that she practiced yesterday. Two dravens."
It even advertised.
The host felt admiration: "Will TS continue to use this system in the future?"
Pei Lu was serious: "I will consider it."
Host: "Before everyone was still guessing, did Wan choose the wrong hero... I just heard you called Wan God 'Wan Wan', it seems that TS's new bot lane team gets along very well?"
"Yes, we are fine."
Brother Yang stared at the girl next to her who was holding her face in her hands, and her eyes were still shining suspiciously, feeling suspicious in his heart.
Hearing Pei Lu's answer now, he felt even more strange.
The door opened, and Xiaoroubao and others walked in.
Xiaoroubao put his equipment back into his backpack: "Xiaolu is the king of trouble today, and the fans in the audience are all screaming."
Brother Yang raised his hand and glanced at his watch, stood up and said, "I'm going to deal with something."
Brother Hu asked, "What's the matter?"
"Quotations during the game," Brother Yang sighed heavily, "Since he said that in front of everyone, I have to go to the staff to cut your conversation... You guys are so good at it, I have to wipe your ass every time."
After Brother Yang left, Mu Wanwan hesitated for a long time, and then stood up.
Little Roubao looked away from the TV: "Where are you going, the interview is over, I'll be going back right away."
"I have something to do, be back soon."
After finishing speaking, Mu Wanwan strode out of the room.
No, she has to go to Pei Lu to ask for clarification... Otherwise, her heart will not be able to calm down.
Unexpectedly, just after walking a certain distance, he ran into Xiao from the MA team, who was followed by a man wearing a peaked cap.
It wasn't until they approached Mu Wanwan that she realized that the man was actually Shark.
"Wonderful!" The other party was obviously aiming at her, Xiao saw her and ran up quickly, "Aren't you so beautiful today?"
Mu Wanwan nodded: "Thank you."
"I came here specially to watch your game today... You played really well, and those guys from Shuangcha played too dirty. You haven't been affected by them, have you?"
"No," Mu Wanwan said, "I still have something to do, why don't we talk about it next time?"
With a smile on her face, "When is the next time?"
Mu Wanwan thought for a while: "When we played against you?"
Xiao: "..." Their competition is still waiting for more than a week!
"He just wants your contact information," Shark said suddenly, and he lifted his hat up. "He has always liked watching your live broadcast, so it shouldn't be too much to give you a contact information."
Mu Wanwan rushed to find someone, and agreed indiscriminately: "Okay."
After getting a reply, Shark smiled with satisfaction, then took out his mobile phone, and opened WeChat: "Shall I scan you or you scan me?"
Xiao was dumbfounded when he heard this—didn't he want to contact him? Why is it Sao Hao’s WeChat account?
Mu Wanwan couldn't think so much, picked up her phone and scanned the other party's QR code.
Shark looked at the little yellow duck's head on the other side, and was about to say something.
A familiar voice sounded from the side: "What are you doing here?"
Mu Wanwan's heart skipped a beat, she turned her head and met Pei Lu's eyes.
She stammered: "Ah, I'm waiting for you to download... No, I'm exchanging WeChat with them."
Pei Lu pursed his lips and looked at Shark: "Do you have anything to do with her?"
"It's okay." Shark raised his eyebrows and spread his hands, "Our little substitute likes Wan very much, so I'll bring him here for a contact information."
Pei Lu's eyes darkened, and he quickly looked away: "...Brother Yang called and said he was going back, let's go."
Mu Wanwan was stunned for a moment, then followed behind him with a sound of oh.
The two walked all the way back to the lounge without speaking.
Mu Wanwan was thinking about how to speak... If he didn't say anything else, he was almost in the lounge.
She looked down at the floor, lost in thought, when she suddenly bumped into a wall of flesh.
The person in front stopped at some point, Mu Wanwan covered her forehead and looked up, seeing Pei Lu turning around slowly.
He said: "Wanwan... No matter what happens, first come, first served."
Mu Wanwan didn't understand, so she nodded, "Huh?"
"I confessed first," Pei Lu's Adam's apple moved slightly, trying to reason with her, "So...you have to think about me before you can think about Xiao or Shark."