The arena was set up quite tall, and Mu Wanwan sat below, resting her chin on her hands, staring eagerly at the screen in front of her.

It's really tiring to be leaning like this, and the screen is far away. As an internet addict girl, she has mild myopia, usually hurts her eyes, and doesn't wear contact lenses very much.

She sighed and took out her black-rimmed glasses and put them on herself.

"Don't say it," said Lin Jiu next to him, "I always thought you were a scumbag. You look like a human after wearing glasses."

"Thank you," Mu Wanwan didn't look back, "Next time, please praise me positively."

"..."

The players haven't entered the venue yet, so the commentator will come to the venue first.

Because of the large number of regular games, many newcomers were added, and the words and tones of the speech were not as good as the old ones, which made Mu Wanwan, who usually only focuses on the main game, a little sleepy.

She covered her mouth and yawned slightly.

The male commentator laughed and asked, "Which team are you optimistic about?"

"My words..." The female commentator smiled, "Let's look at the lineup. I'm very much looking forward to the Shark's Czar, and I don't know if I can see it in this game."

Shark is the game ID of MA mid laner Xu Hao.

Mu Wanwan chuckled softly.

Of course it's impossible for TS to let you see Xu Hao's czar.

Lin Jiu: "What are you laughing at?"

"It's nothing," Mu Wanwan stood up, "I'll go to the toilet."

The air inside was too stuffy, the game didn't start, everyone was chatting and it was very noisy.

After walking out, she only felt relieved, only to realize that she forgot to ask the location of the toilet.

never mind.

There were two roads beside her, she hesitated for a while, then turned to the right.

At the end is a door, half-open, with the words "No entry unless staff members".

It seems to have gone wrong.

She was about to go back when she glanced into the crack of the door and saw the toilet sign posted on the wall.

... just go in and use the toilet, shouldn't it matter?

She glanced left and right, and walked in quickly.

After she came 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 document last time, do you have the form on the live broadcast and the corresponding salary 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'll tell you in detail when you come back."

"Row."

After hanging up, Mu Wanwan was about to poke the screen open to send the document, but because her hands were too wet, she couldn't poke the screen at all.

She pulled out a tissue, walked out of the toilet, wiped her hands and shouted, "Hey SIRI."

SIRI is a built-in function of Apple's mobile phone, which is equivalent to a small robot. It can help perform various operations. It will start automatically as long as you shout "Hey SIRI".

The only downside is that it interrupts other functions of the phone in use.

Ding Ding - Ding Ding.

She heard two ding-dongs, followed by a "his-" inhalation.

She was stunned for a while, then turned her head and saw a tall man with black hair standing not far away.

The other party also turned around to look at her, frowning slightly and opening his mouth slightly, it was actually Pei Lu who Lin Jiu kept talking about just now.

Mu Wanwan couldn't help sighing in her heart - this person is better-looking than what she saw on the live broadcast of the game on the platform. Everyone else said that Xu Hao was handsome, but she didn't think that Pei Lu was obviously brighter.

I saw the other party took two deep breaths, and his expression was a little accusatory.

Complain?

She glanced at his mobile phone. It was the same model from Apple, and it also had SIRI's interface on it. It seemed that her words accidentally called out his mobile phone SIRI.

Pei Lu has a quirk.

Before the game, he likes to play online match-up, practice hand speed and stimulate reaction.

Just now, he met a strong opponent. They fought three times. Pei Lu never won. He finally had a chance to win this game. Seeing that the progress bar was still 7% away, he won. Was beaten back to hell by this "Hey SIRI".

"...Am I disturbing you?" Mu Wanwan looked at his expression and thought about what to say.

Pei Lu shook his head sadly: "No."

The voice is also nice and warm, although it is a little low, but it does not make people feel indifferent.

Mu Wanwan then remembered that she had never heard Pei Lu's voice.

Before becoming an anchor, she went to other people's live broadcast rooms to learn from others. Among them, she went to the live broadcast rooms of TS team members. She also watched the live broadcast of Xiaoroubao several times.

She thought about it for a long time, and suddenly asked without end: "Have you never started a live broadcast?"

Pei Lu was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously replied, "Well."

"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 his phone: "It's not time yet."

"Come on," Mu Wanwan clenched her fist with one hand and cheered him up, "I think you have a good chance of winning."

Pei Lu was stunned.

TS is an old-fashioned team. It was also a powerful team a few years ago, but in recent years, the old players have retired one after another. The five active players and their substitutes are all newcomers who have just joined the team for less than two years.

As for MA, it shined in the first two years, stood out among the teams, and won the first ticket to the global finals in one fell swoop. Even if the South Korean team was behind 3-0, MA still ranked the highest among the Chinese teams. 's team.

Not to mention other things, let's just say that in the summer split last year, when they played against MA, they never won a game.

Pei Lu thought for a while, curled his fingertips in front of his mouth, and asked uncertainly, "That...are you a fan of our team?"

Mu Wanwan snorted. Just as she was about to say something, she saw Lin Jiu walking towards her, and immediately turned around when she said, "Oh, no, I'm your personal fan."

Pei Lu blinked twice, and the sunlight outside the window hit his eyelashes, leaving speckled shadows under his eyes.

"So," he removed his hand and smiled, "thank you."

With a sincere smile, Mu Wanwan saw his dimples.

Such a deep dimple, want to poke it.

"Why didn't you send it to me for a long time? And do you know that this is the backstage..." Lin Jiu stopped halfway after seeing Pei Lu.

Mu Wanwan: "I know, I'm just here to borrow a toilet."

"...Oh, it's alright, I'm not in a hurry at all. Then you talk first, I'll wait for you outside." Lin Jiu winked at her.

Lin Jiu came and walked fast, and Mu Wanwan couldn't stop her.

"Then I'll go first, before the staff finds out," Mu Wanwan smiled unnaturally, turned around and walked two steps, suddenly thought of something, tangled for a while, but couldn't help turning back.

"Actually, have you discovered that MA's bot lane is their breakthrough?"

Pei Lu was taken aback: "Huh?"

"That's right, their support is very rude," Mu Wanwan thought back carefully, "After the first small team battle in the bot lane, he especially likes to call the jungler over to make trouble, but I'm not sure he will be in the game. won't do it."

of course.

After the last summer game, Pei Lu took the time to study MA's game video, and finally found this pattern - generally speaking, it is not a pattern, but a personal habit, or a team habit.

Because the opponent's signs of this are not obvious, sometimes they can successfully gank a wave, but more often, the jungler will find that the gank success rate is not high after eating the bot lane mobs, and give up decisively. Therefore, there are not many people who have discovered this pattern, at least no other team has discovered it so far.

That's what he's going to do today.

He was a little stunned and blurted out: "How do you know?"

"Because I played a few games with him."

To be precise, it was a lot of games - MA's support used to score points with her for a while before, and then the other party started a live broadcast, and the two never played together again.

Did you play games together?

Before Pei Lu could react, Mu Wanwan waved her hand: "My friend is still waiting for me, let's go first, cheers for the game."

She turned around too fast, her shoulder-length hair forming an arc in the air.

There was a faint scent of shampoo in the air, sweet and pleasant.

Back in the practice room, Xiaoroubao saw him and asked, "Xiaolu, how is it, did you win?"

The jungler of TS sat next to Xiaoroubao, called Brother Hu, and he laughed: "Look at Xiaolu's expression, you know, you definitely didn't win!"

Pei Lu pursed his lips, and asked the bull's head inappropriately: "Do you know the game ID of the MA assistant?"

Xiaoroubao was stunned: "Why, do you want to snipe him and teach him to be a man?"

"……no."

TS's top orderer is called Mu Tou. He is like his nickname and has a relatively wooden personality. He decisively ended the ridicule of the other two: "ID is his name, Youyou, followed by a Y."

Pei Lu responded, opened the LOL box, entered his name, and looked at the opponent's rank.

The strongest king.

The girl just said that she played games with Youyou? Or several rounds?

She can even accurately say the operational loopholes of the tour, and it should not be just an ordinary water friend.

Just thinking about it, Brother Yang, the team manager, pushed in the door, glanced in and asked, "Where's Chen He?"

Brother Hu said: "Say someone you know is there, go drop by."

"..."

Brother Yang was so angry that he turned around and went out. After two minutes, he pulled Chen He back.

The game is about to start, and there is no time to talk nonsense. Just after Brother Yang finished the Ban Pick session, a staff member came in to inform them to enter the arena.

Mu Wanwan returned to his seat and sent the documents to Lin Jiu.

Lin Jiu was in no hurry now, and touched her shoulder: "Have you had face-to-face communication with your idol, are you happy?"

Mu Wanwan's tone was calm: "Happy."

"Any way to get in touch?"

"no."

"...It's so cowardly."

Mu Wanwan was too lazy to argue: "What do you want that document for?"

"Oh, it's not a big deal. A friend of mine said that he wanted to come to the live broadcast too. He asked me about the specific situation. It was too troublesome to explain one by one, so I sent her the documents directly and let her study it by herself."

Mu Wanwan remembered that when she first started live broadcasting, Lin Jiu grabbed her and talked a lot, fearing that she would be deceived by Tiger TV.

She said warmly: "I'll invite you to dinner later."

"...Why??" Lin Jiu asked suspiciously, "I'm going to live stream tonight, so I don't have time to eat."

"I know, I'll treat you to takeout."

Lin Jiu was about to ask, but was frightened by the suddenly excited female fans around him.

The MA team entered the field.

After a while of commotion, the TS team members also stepped onto the stage.

The voices in the venue were instantly reduced a lot.

But there are still some. It seems that they have mistakenly entered the seats of the MA team's fan group, and the fans of TS are sitting on the left side.

Mu Wanwan turned sideways and glanced.

The fans of TS seem to be more rational. They didn't shout, but there were a lot of support cards. Maybe they were looking for a place. She also saw several people with four or five light signs in their hands...

When they looked back, the players on both sides had already taken their seats.

The camera just came to Pei Lu, and the other party was skillfully connecting his mouse.

After listening to the introduction and awkward chat, finally entered the Ban Pick session.

She saw what Pei Luzheng said calmly and calmly, her lips parted and closed, her eyes fixed on the computer screen, and her expression was calm.

Completely different from the sunny and warm man just saw in the background, he is imposing at the moment, like a leader.

Lin Jiu asked, "Who do you think will win?"

As soon as these words came out, Mu Wanwan only felt that the ears of everyone around her stood up.

...This is the enemy camp, so can't we speak in a low voice?

After Mu Wanwan scolded her belly, she lowered her voice to a very low level, but her words were extremely firm.

"TS."