The Last Dynasty of League of Legends

Chapter 201 Regret it?Do you regret it?

"Ouch!"

Li Xiaobai was so frightened that he suddenly leaned back!
In the live broadcast room, countless viewers watched helplessly as Master Wang kicked up and kicked the cameraman directly, and then the camera shook for a while, as if he had been kicked to the ground by someone!
"Damn it! What's more crazy than this?"

It wasn't until he finished hiding that Li Xiaobai realized that he was watching a live broadcast, and the people on the screen would not break through the dimension and give him a kick.

"Wow... this WZW is too hot-tempered, isn't he? By the way... why did he fight the photographer?!"

With such doubts, Li Xiaobai looked at the series of barrages floating past the black screen in the live broadcast room.

"Fuck! Did that WZW kick the photographer?!"

"Cow pen!"

"Damn! How dare photographers hit me?!"

"What's wrong? What happened?!"

On the other side, after experiencing the fright of the moment just now, the many black fans of the XG team and the betting dogs who bought spinach also began to vent their anger on Mr. Wang, frantically making obscenities.

"Worthless! If you can't beat your opponent, you will hit the photographer?!"

"Just a handful of trash!"

Just as the audience was full of surprise, the live broadcast screen suddenly switched to the studio, and the two of them immediately changed the topic and talked about other irrelevant topics.

on site.

"Ham sausage, you're crazy!" World Six exhausted all his strength and hugged Lord Wang's waist tightly, and almost pulled off Lord Wang's team uniform from his body with both hands!
"Damn!" Liu Qingqing and Lin Weixiang also rushed forward one after the other, and each of them lifted Mr. Wang's leg, and forcibly raised Mr. Wang up!

"Boom!"

There was a rapid sound of high heels, and Alisa trotted over with Okamoto, followed by Coach Jin, who was panting heavily and followed the two of them.

Alisa first took a quick look at Mr. Wang, and after seeing that his appearance was still complete, she turned her head to Leng Shao who was standing aside with red eyes and didn't know what happened, and asked sharply: "What's going on? The photographer asked Wang. What did your lord do?!"

"I-I don't know..."

Before Leng Shao could finish speaking, Alisa threw him off, and rushed to the photographer who had just been lifted up by the staff in two steps, facing the strong man who was a head taller than her and pulled him over. He yanked his collar fiercely, and said viciously, "Xiba'er Anda! What are you doing!"

This change shocked the staff who had just breathed a sigh of relief again. None of them thought that such a weak woman, who seemed delicate and charming, would meet like a social person.
After a brief moment of stupefaction, the referee next to him shouted in panic, "Let go!"

"Who are you riding a horse!"

The photographer had just been kicked inexplicably, and he was in a very angry mood. At this time, he was grabbed by his collar by a strange woman. He was immediately ashamed and angry, and he pushed forward with both hands!
"This is your first hand!" Alisa raised her eyebrows, and when her body lost balance due to the photographer's push forward, the slender heels of her high-heeled shoes kicked hard at the photographer's calf!
"Crack!"

A muffled sound!
The sharp heel stabbed the photographer's calf heavily through the photographer's jeans, and Alisa herself floated backwards with the force of kicking the photographer's leg, and the whole person slid backwards and fell to the ground!
"what!"

"Ow!!!"

Two cries of pain came from a man and a woman, but Alisa's yell seemed a bit contrived, while the photographer's yell was like a hog-killing cry!
"Alisa!"

"It's okay!"

When Okamoto saw Alisa being pushed to the ground by the strong photographer across from him, his whole body became furious. He immediately rushed forward and tried to fight the photographer who was lying on the ground with his calf in his arms!
"Hold him!"

Another group of people flooded into the LTG team's bench, headed by the referee on duty for this game.

"What is this horse riding! This is a live broadcast game! A group of spectators are watching!" The referee on duty waved his hands angrily and cursed, "Drag these people to me quickly! Hurry up!"

"You! Let go of me! See if I don't kill that son of a bitch!"

Several staff members hurriedly held up Okamoto, and dragged Okamoto down just like Liu Qingqing and others dragged Mr. Wang.

"The referee!"

Panting heavily, Coach Jin ran to the referee on duty, and was about to speak, but was interrupted sharply by the other party.

"You are the manager of the LTG team? This is your team? From the players to the staff, what are they? Where did you find the little hooligans and put them on the field? And beat people? Huh?"

The finger of the referee on duty almost touched Coach Jin's forehead, and the spittle sprayed Coach Jin's face!
"Then your cameraman can just shoot our manager?!" Coach Jin's lungs were about to explode when he was insulted like this before he could speak!
"What kind of stinky bitch can be the manager? What kind of dirty team are you?!"

Coach Jin's chubby face was tense, he took a deep breath, and then threw his head back!
"spit!"

With a mouthful of spit, it sprayed directly on the face of the referee on duty!

"you!"

The referee on duty was dumbfounded!
He reached out and touched the saliva on his face, and then his head gradually recovered, only then did he realize what happened just now!
Player hits someone!

Manager pulling!

The head coach is even more hung up!
Spray me, the referee on duty, directly? !
What team is this horse riding? !

"You're all trying to get me banned!!!"

………………

"What are you doing! I'm not making trouble anymore! Let me go!!"

After being pushed out of the arena by several people, Lord Wang finally broke free from the control of the three teammates, and got up from the ground in a bit of a panic.

"No! Why are you beating someone, Ham Sausage?!"

"Just hit it! Why are there so many!"

"But! Look at what good things you have done!" Just as Mr. Wang was arranging his clothes, World Six cried out, "How can you use force against others in the arena?! Now But what to do!"

Master Wang didn't speak, and continued to pat the dirt on his body.

"Ham sausage, you have made a big mistake this time!" Lin Weixiang said worriedly, "Beating someone on the field is still broadcast live... The punishment this time is not like the few thousands of dollars you received before. Simple thing!"

"It will definitely be suspended!" Liu Qingqing nodded vigorously on the side.

"Suspended?! What should we do!" World Six was already in tears at this time, "We can't live without ham in our team! It's hard for us to achieve the results we have today, and we will be able to reach the quarter-finals right away. Playoffs..."

"Not only the playoffs, but even the World Championship..." Lin Weixiang sighed.

Master Wang listened to the conversation of his teammates, and walked forward without saying a word.

Liu Qingqing came to his senses, hurriedly chased after him and shouted, "Hey! Ham sausage! Where are you going!"

"I'll go back to the base first, you wait for the coach!" Mr. Wang said without turning his head.

"Can……"

"Let him be alone!" Lin Weixiang grabbed Liu Qingqing who was about to catch up, and shook his head lightly.

"woo woo woo woo……"

For a moment, above the empty employee passageway, there was only the sound of World Six squatting on the ground, covering his head and sobbing.

ban? !
What's the big deal about being banned!
Really not!

I go home!
Stop playing professionally!
Lord Wang lowered his head and grabbed his backpack from the lounge, stuffed his phone into his pocket indiscriminately, and strode out of the arena with his head lowered.

Along the way, Mr. Wang didn't know what was going on in his mind. Figures of people around him passed by him, and the chaotic and noisy conversation sounded and disappeared in his ears.

In a daze, he seemed to have returned to the high school campus. Following the bell for the end of class, he squeezed out a sea of ​​uniforms, and ran towards the Internet cafe step by step.

"Galen, the top laner, plays Doran's shield first, then makes a black cut, and finally plays a lunatic..."

"The stoner should buy more red medicine, and use the W skill to resist the Q of the stoneman..."

At that time, I used to record carefully and stroke by stroke the order of the heroes I was good at in the notebook in class, as well as various laning details...

League of Legends……

professional game...

The former was the source of my own happiness.

The latter is my dream stage...

lost...

banned...

Mr. Wang suddenly looked up and found that he had already boarded a subway train that was heading in an unknown direction. There were unfamiliar faces all around him. It was just like his current mood, hesitant and helpless...

Regret?
Master Wang, do you regret it?

A series of voices lingered in Mr. Wang's ears, lingering...

………………

"It's unreasonable! It's unreasonable! It's really unreasonable!!!"

With a snap, Wu Yibo slammed the judgment letter in his hand onto the mahogany table.

After the game ended, only ten minutes later, the turmoil on the field reached the ears of Wu Yibo, the general manager of the LPL competition area. At this time, after reading the penalty opinion submitted by the on-site referee, Wu Yibo was even more furious!

"Seafood, letters, national treasures... more than a dozen live broadcast platforms! Tens of millions of live viewers! Not to mention hundreds of live viewers!"

"The live broadcasting of the competition that we have been operating for so many years is only because of the smog caused by this team!"

Slightly raised his head and stared at Wu Yibo who was walking back and forth angrily, the referee on duty quickly took the opportunity to say: "I asked the photographer of the party in detail, it was the director of the scene at that time. The events in the LPL division have added explosive points, and he was specially asked to take a close-up shot of the players of the LTG team who were crying because of the loss, who knew that it was because of this little thing that couldn't be smaller..."

"Humph!"

Hearing this, Wu Yibo stopped in his tracks, glared fiercely at the referee on duty, scared the latter into silence, and then said angrily: "Burst! Burst!!! Do we still need these messy things in the LPL division?" Does something heat up?!"

As he said that, Wu Yibo slapped the mahogany table, and the solid table made a muffled sound: "I tell you! Now! All over the world! The League of Legends game is the most popular competition area , is our LPL division! Even when the ratings were the lowest, the number of viewers was never less than 500 million!"

"Now! Tell me! The contestants beat people live on the field?! Quan Wushu? MMA?! Do you think we are a fighting show?! Ah?!"

"That's it! The LPL Division openly promotes violence to young audiences! Propagates incorrect values! What does the Sports Bureau think of us?! How does the Radio, Film and Television Bureau think of us?! Ah?! Can our games still be held? !"

The on-site referee said weakly: "But... our live broadcast has a 3-minute delay..."

"Delay?! Delay ass! Yes! Our side is delayed by 3 minutes! But the live broadcast platforms, are they willing to cut off this hot spot before 3 minutes?! They hope that as many things as possible, give them The popularity of the live broadcast platform has increased!"

We all know that any live broadcast should have a 3-minute delay in case you need it, and official League of Legends events are no exception!
But the problem is that the official League of Legends event is indeed delayed by 3 minutes to various live broadcast platforms, but the problem is that other live broadcast platforms are unwilling to cut this part out!

There is a problem with your League of Legends official event, that is your business, what about our live broadcast platform?

We can't wait for you to make some big troubles, so that our viewers can enjoy watching!

As for what will happen to you in the end, our live broadcast platform will control you to death!

After Wu Yibo yelled and let out his anger, he sat back on his boss chair, forced himself to regain his former composure, and began to think about countermeasures.

The office fell into silence for a while.

The on-duty referee standing in front of Wu Yibo's desk waited for a while, seeing that his boss was silent, he quietly raised his head to look at him for a while, and seeing that the other party had regained his composure, he said weakly, "Then now... Punishment?"

Tapping the table with his fingers a few times, Wu Yibo thought for a while, and then said: "Suspended, definitely suspended!"

"Permanent ban? Including that WZW player and the manager and head coach of the LTG team?"

Wu Yibo became silent.

As the general manager of the LPL division, he knows every team in the LPL division well!
The LTG team is the property of Liu Qianqian, the director of Hongda Capital. Although in the LPL competition area, the LTG team is a little-known new army, but in the eyes of Wu Yibo, a small senior executive of the Penguin company, Hongda Capital is a colossus. The company is a behemoth-level enterprise that is fighting arm-to-shoulder!

Such a background is enough to make Wu Yibo think carefully about the issue of the penalty for the LTG team!

"The follow-up of this matter... you don't need to worry about it!"

Thinking of this, Wu Yibo waved his hand to signal the referee on duty to step down.

After the referee on duty left the office, Wu Yibo picked up the penalty opinion on the table again, glanced at it with a frown, cursed "ridiculous" in a low voice, and threw the penalty opinion on the table. On one side, he lay back in the boss's chair and closed his eyes to rest.

He is waiting.

Wait for the person who should appear to come to the door.

(End of this chapter)