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The EPL match was live broadcast simultaneously on multiple platforms across the entire network. During the break between the end of the first round and the start of the second round, the director replayed Zuo Zhengyi Xuedeng's 1v3 double kill operation more than a dozen times.

The game live broadcast room on each platform was in chaos, and the barrage flew like snowflakes:

“雪灯1v3雪灯1v3雪灯1v3！！”

"Act it! I don't believe it! Act it! I don't believe it!"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

"Is this an operation that humans can do?? Have you taken drugs???"

"Friends in the audience, the results of the urine test are back! There is not a single drop of urine in the stimulant!"

"Daiyu! Daiyu! Daiyu!"

"Who else is not convinced?! Who else!!"

"Zuo Zhengyi is the champion!"

"WSND is the champion!!!"

……

Zuo Zhengyi did not take doping, but the live broadcast audience seemed to have been personally injected by him, and the carnival caused by Xue Dengtianxiu continued until the end of the game.

WSND won 2:0 and got three points.

But almost no one watched the second game seriously, and the audience kept "snow lights, snow lights, snow lights", and the screen was full of emoji "snowflakes".

Not only the audience didn't like to watch it, but Lion's players were also playing dull.

Mid laner Record, who returned from the Australian competition, was beaten into an autistic child by Zuo Zhengyi. He was depressed throughout the second game and almost disappeared throughout the entire game.

His teammates were not much better, and the morale of Lion's team fell to the bottom.

On the other hand, WSND pushed like a rainbow all the way, and ended the round in 10 minutes.

After the game, players from both teams shook hands as usual.

When it was Zuo Zhengyi's turn to shake hands with Record, the latter didn't even raise his head, and wanted to pass by as soon as he touched it hastily.

But Zuo Zhengyi didn't let go of his hand, forcing him to stop.

Countless live cameras on the main stage pointed at them, and Record blushed, a little embarrassed.

Zuo Zhengyi was good-looking, and he looked even better when he smiled. He asked politely, "Record, do you want to add a WeChat account? Let's chat."

Record froze for a moment, a little surprised: "What are you talking about?"

Zuo Zhengyi said: "Let's talk about Jialan, you are so good, I will teach you."

Record: "..."

Hold.

The audience in the audience hadn't dispersed yet, Qiqi stared at the center of the stage.

No one knew what the two said just now, but Zuo Zhengyi walked away like a proud big cat with his head held high and tail cocked. Record looked annoyed, and opened his mouth, as if he wanted to swear, but he dared not speak when the live broadcast camera was facing him.

The hostess at the scene stopped Zuo Zhengyi and invited him to do a post-match interview.

"End, how do you feel after winning tonight?" The hostess smiled kindly and handed him the microphone.

Zuo Zhengyi said bluntly: "Very good, I will be happy if I win."

"So honest." The hostess smiled brighter. "Why did you choose Xue Deng in the first round? Is it the coach's decision or yours? Are you worried that the risk is too high?"

"..."

Zuo Zhengyi paused when he heard that, it was difficult to answer this question.

He can't publicly admit that he is a team bully, nor can he blame Zheng Mao for taking the risk of choosing Xue Deng.

Zuo Zhengyi hesitated for a second, and said lightly, "I'm not worried. I have confidence in all mage heroes. They are all my comrades in arms. Thank you."

After speaking, he returned the microphone to the host, finally smiled at the camera, turned around and left the stage.

……

On a September night, the hot wind does not dissipate, and the stars are hidden behind the neon lights.

There was a lot of voices outside the arena, fans of some unknown team were laughing, Zuo Zhengyi pricked up his ears and listened for a few words after going out, but couldn't hear what they were saying clearly.

The WSND bus stopped not far away. Zuo Zhengyi took a breath of fresh air, let out a long sigh of relief, let out the exhaustion and tension of the whole night, and finally relaxed completely.

Playing games is very exhausting, and he is a little sleepy.

"Little Fuzi." Zuo Zhengyi yawned and said in a dragged voice, "Help me."

"..."

Just as Fu Yong was about to get in the car, he immediately withdrew his foot, rolled his eyes and turned back to help him. He said in a strange tone, "Your Majesty, you get on first. Lift your left foot, yes, and then lift your right foot..."

Zuo Zhengyi was very satisfied: "That's right, there is a reward for returning to the base."

"I thank you all."

"You're welcome."

The two of them bickered as they walked, and when they got into the car, they suddenly found that the atmosphere in the car seemed to be wrong, and it was a little too quiet compared to usual.

"What are you doing?" Fu Yong casually walked to Fang Zihang's side, "You didn't lose today, why are you pretending to be serious?"

Fang Zihang gave him a wink, and quietly pointed to the front row.

Fu Yong looked up and was startled: "Oh, Mr. Xu."

Zuo Zhengyi also saw it and yelled.

I saw a middle-aged man sitting in the front row. It was Xu Zongping, the boss of WSND.He turned back and smiled at them, with an amiable look, but with a bit of false air on his face as a leader receiving his subordinates: "Hello."

Sitting next to him is Zheng Mao.

Zuo Zhengyi glanced at it, saw the respectful and ingratiating expression on Zheng Mao's face, and was immediately speechless.

It used to be like this, Zheng Maote loved to flatter his leaders.

WSND is not an officialdom, Zuo Zhengyi doesn't understand what's the use of flattery, can he be promoted and raise his salary?If you lose the game, you still have to be fired, it's all false, why bother?

He curled his lips, walked to the back row, and chose the farthest seat to sit down.

The leaders in the front row are condolences to the grassroots, asking about their usual training, "Are you tired?" "Is there a lot of pressure?"

Zuo Zhengyi listened to a few words, and the more he listened, the more sleepy he became, but he couldn't fall asleep, so he had to pull out his phone to read.

Not surprisingly, Weibo comments and private messages were full of praises for him. He happily flipped through a few of them, but soon found that these compliments were nothing new. First", there are no new words.

Zuo Zhengyi suddenly felt bored, so he stopped reading and opened the Weibo trending list.

EPL officials like marketing very much. Every year when the season starts, topics related to the game are frequently searched, some of which are natural, and some are bought.

Today his Xue Deng was on the hot search, besides him, the suspected infighting between SP and Scorpion was also on the list.

Zuo Zhengyi clicked on Xiezi's hot search and took a look, and found that there were tens of thousands of comments on Xiezi's official blog, half of which were scolding Ji Jue.

Although Ji Jue did not perform very well tonight, but——

Well, bad is bad, no need to make excuses.

But after all, he has been Ji Jue's elder brother and young parent for so many years, and now that Ji Jue is being scolded, he can't help but feel that his face is also dull, and he feels a bit ashamed of "the younger brother's fault for not teaching the elder brother".

Is Ji Jue really good?

of course not.

The last time they played against each other in a friendly match, Zuo Zhengyi saw that Ji Jue's level was quite good.

Then why didn't he perform well in official games?

Is there a curse on Scorpion's throne?Every prince has a bad end?

"..."

Zuo Zhengyi followed Scorpion's official blog and clicked into Ji Jue's own Weibo homepage, and turned it off.

The lower right corner of the interface just changed to "follow each other", and the floating window of WeChat suddenly popped up with new news.

Jue: "Are you playing with your phone?"

Zuo Zhengyi: "..."

This guy can tell a fortune teller?

End: "?"

End: "How do you know?"

Absolutely: "Guess :)"

Jue: "Didn't you just finish the game? You must be watching the trending searches."

Jue: "myprincess is my favorite to be praised, today the whole network is praising you for being amazing."

End: "..."

End: "Although I have become used to being called by them recently, I advise you not to bark."

Absolutely: ":)"

The bus drove slowly, Zuo Zhengyi sat by the window, changed to a more comfortable position, raised his legs, and almost stuffed himself into the seat, like a balled cat.

His fingers had just experienced a big battle, so he slowed down and typed slowly.

End: "By the way, didn't you say that there are important things today? What's the result?"

Jue: "Unfortunately, it's not very good."

End: "A moment of silence for you."

Jue: "It's okay, there are too many unsatisfactory things in life, and my ability to resist blows has become stronger."

End: "..."

Zuo Zhengyi suddenly remembered that he was rejected in the trial training and did not get a job, and felt a little sympathy in his heart.

End: "You really don't need my help to introduce a club?"

Jue: "No, I'm a bit busy for now, I'll talk about it later."

End: "Okay."

Topic terminated.

Zuo Zhengyi continued to read Weibo, and after about 5 minutes, the WeChat message popped up again.

Jue: "Actually, I'm in a bad mood today."

Jue: "I want your comfort."

End: "Comfort you."

Jue: "It's so perfunctory, you really don't have me in your heart :)"

End: "."

Jue: "You don't even ask me what happened."

End: "What happened to you?"

Jue: "I'm hurt."

End: "Oh shit."

Absolutely: "It's true :("

Jue: "To be honest, I have been secretly in love with someone for many years, but he doesn't like me."

End: "Him?"

Absolutely: "."

Jue: "If I say I'm gay, will you feel disgusted?"

End: "Uh."

End: "No."

End: "But..."

Jue: "Don't panic, I'm just your husband's fan, I didn't want to really be your husband."

End: "I didn't mean that, haha."

Jue: "Haha, you are so cute :)"

End: "."

Zuo Zhengyi's drowsiness disappeared in an instant. With a sudden jolt, he stretched his legs and sat up straight.

——This man is indeed gay, he knew something was wrong!really!

Zuo Zhengyi's vigilance was high, and a voice in his heart said, "He approached me for another purpose, he really wanted to pick me up", but another voice said: "Don't think too much, we straight men shouldn't be ordinary and Confidence, liking a man doesn’t mean liking me.”

Zuo Zhengyi hesitated for a moment.

End: "Who is your crush?"

Jue: "My hair is small."

End: "Oh, that's good."

Jue: "That's good?"

End: "No, I wish you catch up with him as soon as possible, I have no prejudice against homosexuality. What era is it, don't think too much :)"

Jue: "You are so kind, if only he was as enlightened as you."

End: "Huh?"

Jue: "He is also a straight man."

End: "Oh..."

Jue: "Speaking of which, I have a question to ask you."

End: "What's the problem?"

Jue: "When you straight men are pursued by men, what do you think?"

End: "Uh, I don't know, I haven't experienced it."

Jue: "Can you imagine?"

End: "I can't imagine it, maybe I want to run a little bit."

End: "I also have a question to ask, are you the one above or the one below?"

Jue: "?"

Absolutely: "This question :)"

Jue: "Actually, I can do both. My wife likes to be on the bottom and is on the bottom. If she likes to be on the top, then... I will ride for him :)"

Zuo Zhengyi: "..."

Damn, is this gay?

Suddenly I was a little scared.