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"Awesome! With Erke, that trash, he actually turned the tables on Vincent and Rhythm!”

" F * ck, turn the tables!!"

"I'm convinced this round. Streamer Riven is number one in the world!”

" National server's number one Draven, give me some 666666…"

"I'm really convinced by the host."

"I can brag about this for a year."

Ye Mu was stunned when he saw the comments.

He had thought that the world's number one bragging had already appeared, so he brought it up here.

But now, it seemed that this joke had not appeared yet?

Ye Mu didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

In Ye Mu's stream, his popularity had unknowingly reached over nine hundred thousand, close to a million.

Because Vincent was in this match, his popularity was very high, so it also boosted the popularity of Ye Mu's stream.

Many of Vincent's fans had been attracted by Ye Mu.

When he heard that Riven was also a streamer, he immediately ran from Vincent's stream to Ye Mu's stream.

"Phew…it's finally over." Ye Mu let out a long breath.

Whether it was the psychological pressure or the headwind pressure, it was very heavy. After the fight, Ye Mu's palms were almost sweaty.

"Fortunately, I managed to hold on to my six consecutive victories. It seems like I have a chance of getting the reward of seven consecutive victories today.”Ye Mu couldn't help but smile.

On the computer screen, Ye Mu's diamond icon was changing, forming a diamond pattern.

It indicated that Ye Mu had advanced to Diamond One.

Suddenly, Ye Mu saw two super rockets fly out of the stream.

The bullet screen was filled with screams.

"The rhythm is coming!"

"The rhythm is coming!"

Ye Mu couldn't help but feel a little surprised. He didn't expect that someone who had been defeated by him would actually send him a rocket.

A bullet screen with a rhythm floated by,[Brother, you're pretty good at Riven. Are you a professional player?]

"He's considered an ex-pro player. S2, OMG's top laner, Ye Mu. Do you remember? But after that, I still want to play professionally. When I become a champion, I'll see which team wants me.”Ye Mu smiled and replied.

He was not a vengeful person. He would take revenge on the spot, and the one who mocked him was Vincent.

Rhythm had taken the initiative to send him gifts. It was obvious that he admired his skills, so he naturally couldn't give Rhythm any face.

At the same time, Ye Mu had also made it clear that he would join a professional class and enter the LPL once again.

A group of Ye Mu's old fans from the S2 era immediately expressed," She was so touched that she cried…

Just as Ye Mu finished his sentence, someone added him on WeChat.

He glanced at the note: Ye Mu, I'm the coach of the MDG, Abu. Please pass.

Ye Mu was stunned.

The coach of the UEFA Champions League?

Could it be that he had been watching his live broadcast earlier?

Ye Mu accepted his friend request with a doubtful attitude.

After the friend request, a message quickly popped up, proving Ye Mu's guess.

Abu: " Ye Mu, I was watching your live stream just now. You said that you wanted to play professionally again. Are you interested in developing yourself in the EDG team? Or do you want to return to your old team, OMG?"

Ye Mu: " My main concern is whether I have the chance to play. As for which team, I haven't decided yet."

Ye Mu was very straightforward.

The main thing was that it was useless even if he decided. The team had to be willing to take him in.

The first consideration was the opportunity to play.

After all, the professional classes were not easy to play. After some newcomers joined a team, especially veteran teams like OMG and WE, it was very likely that they would never have the chance to play in a match in their entire lives.

He could only stay in the second team or be nurtured by the team in the youth training. No one would ever know his name.

Not to mention shining on the field.

Fortunately, Ye Mu was a former professional player and had performed well during the S2 period. This was a small highlight of Ye Mu's joining the team.

" Brother, there aren't many changes in the members of each team. It's difficult to play immediately after joining unless you join some small teams in the LSPL. However, considering that you have served in the S2-S3 period, if you join the team, we will try our best to give you a chance to play.

Obviously, Abu had considered Ye Mu's identity as a former professional player, which was why he contacted Ye Mu so early.

Otherwise, under normal circumstances, only players who had reached the king level and performed extremely well in certain aspects could be contacted by a large team.

Ye Mu was clear about this, but he was still unwilling to sit on a stool.

After thinking for a while, Ye Mu replied,"I can be a substitute for Team One's Top."

Abu frowned slightly when he heard Ye Mu's words.

Now that the Spring League was coming to an end, the top lane of the team, Koro1, had played very well in the Spring League. At this time, the team would definitely not consider changing players.

Although Ye Mu only wanted a substitute position in the first team, it wasn't that simple.

After all, Ye Mu's best performance was only in S2. Now that the version had changed, it was already S5. Moreover, in S3, Ye Mu's performance in OMG was not satisfactory. It could even be said that he was a mess and brought down the entire OMG team.

Even though Abu had seen Ye Mu's godlike performance in his stream, he still couldn't judge whether Ye Mu had recovered or whether he could perform steadily in the competition.

Roman Abramovich: Brother, I saw that your condition had improved, so I asked you if you had any intention of joining the team. However, it's a little difficult to become a substitute for the first team. Why don't we start from the second team?

The second team, wouldn't they be playing LSPL?

Ye Mu looked at Abu's reply and fell into deep thought.

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