"I'm sorry, I might have been too excited.”
"It was purely unintentional."
Ye Chen wiped his nose and smiled apologetically at Yao Feng.
"No... I'm fine." Evil Wind stammered.
Unintentional?
Ye Chen was too intentional.
Evil Wind's thick referee uniform could not hide her graceful figure, and it was especially clear when she touched it.
This kind of gentle and reserved girl was his type.
How could this be called lecherous?
No, this was art! Appreciate beauty, discover beauty, taste beauty
"When Evil Wind wears the referee uniform, no man can resist it.”
Ye Chen suddenly remembered the news in his previous life about a man who had caught a woman wearing a cleaner's uniform.
The lustful man touched him.
Talent, talent.
"What's wrong? What's our hero thinking?”
957 was observant and asked after seeing Ye Chen's dazed expression.
"I'm fine."
"I'm thinking about which website I can go to to search for the seeds of the day in school.”
“........”
Was this the thinking of a powerhouse? As expected, it was incomprehensible.
957 shook his head with a bitter smile.
The more he understood Ye Chen, the more flustered he became.
This handsome young man who looked harmless on the surface had a deep hidden foundation.
Ye Chen might have only shown the tip of the iceberg in today's match, but IM was utterly defeated.
Perhaps, he could only show his brilliance in the World Competition.
"Yechen, although you led us to win the competition today.”
"But that doesn't mean I'm convinced by you."
"Even if we don't have you in the World Competition, we will still go very far, at least to the top 4.”
Condi's face was dark as he stepped forward and said stubbornly.
His tone was very confident.
He hadn't had such a good time in a long time. From the beginning to the end, the entire team of IM only thought about how to deal with Ye Chen and how to completely let him go.
He focused on jungling, ganked with his eyes closed, and Ye Chen's rhythm was brought up. He just needed to fill in the numbers and control the crowd.
To be fair.
Ye Chen was indeed strong, but that didn't mean that he was convinced by him.
There was no contradiction between the two.
"Condi, do you understand what this means?”
Ye Chen stretched out five fingers and put them together.
"I understand." Condi said thoughtfully,"
"You want to say that the five of them can only be invincible if they work together.”
"So, you want to give in to me? But was he too embarrassed to do it in public?”
"It's okay. We can go back and find a place with no one.”
Ye Chen looked at Condi as if he was looking at a fool.
He shook his head.
"No, I want to say that if I slap you, you'll be sentenced to ten years in prison. I don't know if you can take it."
Looking at Ye Chen's muscular body, Condi retreated in fear.
He hid behind 957 and said,
"Let me tell you, this is a global live broadcast.”
"Tsk, look at how scared you are." "Let's go shake hands," Ye Chen said.”
After saying that, he raised his eyebrows at Evil Wind.
He stepped forward.
In his opinion, people like Condi were tough, but they were not incurable.
The method was simple. Become his opponent and win until he was convinced, or obtain a higher honor than him.
For a LOL professional player, was there any higher honor than being the S League champion and FMVP?
No!
When the time came, he would throw two trophies that symbolized the highest glory in his face. Would he be afraid that he would not kneel and lick them?
Thirty years in the east of the river, thirty years in the west of the river, do not bully young people poor.
As for Condi's bold claim that he would be in the top four of this year's S competition.
In Ye Chen's previous life's memories, IM had been eliminated in the group stage.
It was not just a joke that there was no weak team in the S competition.
As for how far they could go without him, it was probably not much different from how far they could go with him.
......
In the LOL professional arena, it was an unspoken rule for the winner to take the initiative to shake hands with the loser.
Ye Chen glanced at the im player booth from the corner of his eye.
He could see it clearly.
The three people from the IM were lying on their chairs with lifeless eyes and no communication.
AJ and Baeme's control of their emotions was clearly not as good as the other three.
Baeme was packing up his peripheral equipment. The tear stains at the corner of his eyes were clear. As for AJ, this fatty was currently lying on the table, crying like a 300-pound child.
Even so, Ye Chen still felt a little sorry for her.
I'm sorry, brother, it's not my fault. If you want to blame someone, you can only blame that damn system.
It's what made me depressed.
AJ's personal style was obvious. He took on the pressure position of the team, was good at using the tank to open up the team, and did a good job of protecting. There were very few situations where the line exploded.
In this match, Ye Chen had used his actions to make him depressed.
He also told him what a horror game was.
Society was simple, but people were complicated.
At that moment, AJ didn't notice Ye Chen who was approaching him. He buried his face in the table and kept twitching. Avoidless patted him from the side before he looked up.
The director quickly switched the camera angle. It was only natural for the handshake segment to be shot.
Unexpectedly, a live broadcast incident was quietly happening.
"Hmm?"
AJ's eyes were red and swollen, and there was a long line of crystal white hanging down from his nose.
It was so close to her mouth.
what the f
This guy didn't care about martial ethics and played disgusting games.
This was the first time he had seen someone who was shameless, scheming, and despicable.
Ye Chen instantly felt depressed by AJ
"Oh, oh, oh, shake hands!"
AJ came back to his senses and touched his nose with his sleeve. Then, he reached his hand out to Jordan.
"Brother, you're very strong, you've completely convinced me. I wish you the best in the World Competition. I look forward to our next fight.”
“.......”
He was most afraid of a sudden silence.
Ye Chen fell into deep thought as he looked at the crystal on AJ's hand.
Should he shake her hand or not?
If he didn't, he would be suspected of discrimination. He would be criticized by the outside world. Ye Chen was arrogant. He didn't know his surname after winning the competition. He looked down on his opponent. Such a player wouldn't be able to go far in the World Competition.
They would never know where the bottom line of the media was. There was no bottom line, only lower.
Grip?
Don't even think about it. He had just hugged Evil Wind and there was a trace of body fragrance on his hands. He didn't want to go back and wash his hands immediately!
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