I became Piktao’s elf

In the next game, despite the resilience of the IMT team, the two sides played a BO6

But in the decisive game, the LZ team still showed robot-like operation and discipline.

In the end, they defeated the IMT team with a 4-3 record.

S6 King Pesticide World Championship Cup

Champion: Stick Server-LZ Team

With the championship, the reputation of the LZ team has reached its peak.

The Triple Crown achievement was achieved and it became the largest wealthy family of King Pesticide.

The stick uniform has also become the veritable first division.

After the World Championship, the five major production companies jointly released the latest player rankings.

The moment they saw the rankings, all the players in the national server were furious, but also very helpless.

Because among the top 20 professional players, not one is a KPL professional player!

As the region with the most players of King Pesticide, this is not a shame, but what is a shame?

With the largest player base and the poorest results in the World Championship, KPL has once again become the laughing stock of other competition regions.

Some viewers watching the live broadcast immediately turned off the live broadcast after the game and turned around to do other things to divert their attention.

Otherwise, I would have to be pissed off by Kpl.

But Ling'er couldn't. As the official host, she came to Yingjiang Country with the team.

After the game was over, as the host of the KPL division, she had to interview the championship team.

Except for some foreign-loving and foreign-loving bastards, even domestic audiences don’t want to watch it.

But this is her job, and she has to go even if she doesn't.

After struggling hard, they finally squeezed in front of the LZ team that was surrounded by the crowd. The leader of LZ walked over and smiled contemptuously after seeing the competition area sign that Ling'er hung in front of him.

He turned around and waved, and the two team members behind him came over.

Ling'er's face changed, and her anger was beyond words.

She asked in eagle language: "You can't do this! We are the second competition area!"

"Oh? Really, Smida?" The team leader just smiled when he heard this and said very nonchalantly: "The second division without a championship in seven years? It's really outrageous. Her mother opened the door for outrageous people. It's outrageous, Simi. Da!"

"I'm still going to give you face in the competition. If you don't want it, just do whatever you want."

After saying that, the leader left without looking back.

After seeing the reporter from Yingjiang Country, he quickly greeted him with a flattering look on his face.

......

The two team members came over at this time. They were very reluctant at first, but their eyes lit up after seeing Ling'er's appearance.

"Hello, I am Bad Smecta, the substitute mid laner of the LZ team!"

"Hello, I am Sooryboy Smida, the substitute assistant of the LZ team!"

Ling'er had a dark face, but felt very aggrieved.

The opponent looked down on Kpl so much that during the championship interview, they even lined up two substitutes who had never played to deal with it.

Reporters from other divisions can interview the starting players, and even reporters from Eagle Country can interview the entire LZ team.

When we arrived at the Dragon Kingdom KPL Division, we could only interview substitutes who had never played, and the other party was still reluctant.

After finishing the interview in a routine manner, Ling'er felt uneasy for a while while listening to the two substitutes boasting.

The photographer behind him was also very helpless, but there was nothing he could do.

Finally, the two of them were very confident and Guan Linger asked for their contact information.

Ling'er directly ignored him, leaving them with a chic back view.

"Xiba, what are you pretending to be? A Smecta without a championship."

"It's just Smecta. Their regional cuisine is real. I wonder if I can make a few years of money."

"Isn't that easy? It's Xiba's. Let's go to Grandpa Smecta."

"Hahaha, but it's easy for your level to drop if you go there, Smecta."

Turning around, Ling'er burst into tears.

She was proficient in dragon, eagle, and stick languages, so she could naturally hear the murmurs of the two substitutes behind her.

But what can she do about the insults from the two substitutes?

Turn around and scold? question? Make them apologize?

But what they said is true. KPL does not have a championship and is in the top 16 every year.

Some team bosses have also begun to believe that Long Guoren is not good at e-sports and needs to use stick support.

They even offered some baseball players ten times the price of the same starting players in China!

......

After returning to the hotel, Ling'er immediately locked the door.

At this time, a wave of anger and grievance had already overwhelmed her mind.

Lie in bed and try calling the system in your mind.

My mind was in a trance for a while, and when I opened my eyes again, I was already in the system space.

Ling'er breathed out, she was really afraid that all this was a fantasy, but fortunately it was true.

An Lan was standing next to him. This time he didn't feel strange when he saw him, but he wasn't friendly either.

Ling'er seemed to have found someone to talk to, and her nose felt sore after seeing him.

Then he hugged little Anlan and cried bitterly.

"Uuuuuuuah, they all look down on us."

"Why, wuwuwu, why should I suffer?"

"Why can't our professional players live up to their expectations so that we, the hosts and reporters, can hold our heads high?"

"An Lan, wuwuwu, wuwuwu..."

Xiao Anlan looked confused, but did not push Ling'er away, but hugged her as well.

One hand caressed Ling'er's back, and the other hand gently patted Ling'er's head.

After crying for a while, Ling'er raised her head and laughed when she saw the appearance of little Master An Lan.

"Hehehe, you really know how to comfort people~"

"Okay, okay, I won't cry anymore. All we can do is work hard, right? Complaining is useless."

Ling'er wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, stood up, opened An Lan's personal attribute column, and began to study it.

......

Because An Lan was still studying in Shanghai, she wanted to accommodate him.

Huazi came to Shanghai with the photography team and rented a house to partner with An Lan.

The commentary venue is actually easy to set up. All you need to do is rent an empty house and cover the white walls with green cloth.

There will be staff who will transform the green cloth behind them into various scenes, display player data and other special effects, all of which can be directly operated on the computer.

It was also the first time for An Lan to meet him, and he discovered it only then.

Usually in the live broadcast, he looks tall and tall in the studio, maybe just two stools and a piece of green cloth behind him.

For example, he and Hua Zi were blocked by the table in front of them. They were wearing suits on top and big pants and sandals on the bottom!

After the explanation, as the host, he naturally invited Hua Zi and the staff to have a meal.

Huazi and others retreated overnight after dinner, while An Lan dragged his tired body back home.

As soon as I finished washing, I received unread messages in my mind.

He lay on the bed, immersed in looking at it.

[Ding~ The second goddess trainer is successfully bound to the host! 】

[The second trainer: Poisonous Milk Goddess]

An Lan: "..."

This dog system, you are a sexy goddess, a cold goddess, a cute goddess, can't you do it?

God, what a Muggle goddess!

God, the goddess of poisonous milk!

What is this all about!

Immediately, he began to look forward to it with duplicity.

"So, my strength can be increased again?"

He is very excited. Although he is not going to broadcast live today, he still has to play in the peak match.

I have to play at least five sets every day to maintain my feel.

The trainers are all trying to support me, so I can't be lazy!

An Lan suddenly jumped out of bed and started working hard today.

[Author's digression]: Thank you [Youth Without Regrets] for the golden ticket!