[Full-time Master]Why is it you again?

I walked into the game room and put my fingers on the keyboard.

ring match.

The number one in Excellent Era, He Ming, is the elemental mage Fa Rongqing, and is also the sixth person in charge of Excellent Era.

As for Baihua, as usual, I came out first to consolidate the situation.

Nowadays, only one or two wealthy families are willing to work hard in the arena competition. There is no other reason than that my demon scholar is really a tough nut to crack, not to mention the remaining members of Baihua are not vegetarians either - when I change sides with the great player on the opposite side, maybe Tang Hao will come up. Or Sun Xiang, how can the remaining ordinary-level players defeat them?

Trichosanthes stood on the playing field holding a broom "Poruo". Wearing a brown wizard hat and a cloak of the same color, the petite female character stood in the empty arena, looking particularly small.

However, this little girl character who looks extremely squeamish has become a nightmare for many teams in the arena.

Fa Wuqing stood opposite him. Although he was a tall male mage, his aura was inexplicably overpowered.

Excellent Era's fans have no desire to cheer him on - after all, in their eyes, this is a completely crushing situation.

The shouts of Baihua fans dominated the entire venue.

Sitting inside the competition room, I couldn't hear anything going on outside.

It only took a few seconds, my thoughts went back and forth, and I finally decided when to say what I had already drafted.

The game officially begins.

"Player Rong Yan performed very well today." Li Yibo said in surprise, "The guy opposite He Ming is already the top sixth man player of Excellent Era, but against Rong Yan, Trichosanthes is still overwhelming. The momentum is truly unstoppable.”

Forge ahead?

Pan Lin glanced at Li Yibo with some confusion, and sighed when he saw that his partner was still in high spirits and didn't realize what he just said.

As a Tyranny fan, Li Yibo certainly knew who this word was always used to describe.

——Han Wenqing.

One of the Five Gods, Han Wenqing is known as the "King of Fighters" in Desert Guyan.

However, Li Yibo applied this common word from Han Wenqing to Trichosanthes so naturally that he didn't even realize there was anything wrong.

What does this prove? Subconsciously, Li Yibo already regarded Rong Yan as being on the same level as Han Wenqing.

The alliance’s title needs to be drafted again!

Pan Lin felt a little emotional.

Really, time flies so fast! It seems like yesterday, Rong Yan was the newbie who just entered the league and could only copy Zhang Jiale's style of play.

But now, she has the ability to rival one of the five gods.

Was it the talent God gave her that allowed her to reach such a height? I'm afraid only a Glory novice who doesn't know anything would say that.

It's not just talent, it's also hard work.

In every game, regardless of the regular season or playoffs, this girl played with the style of the finals. She was extremely serious and made only a handful of loopholes. She was probably second only to Zhang Xinjie and Ye Qiu in terms of rigor.

But she is just a newcomer!

From now on, this alliance may belong to Baihua.

Pan Lin took a deep breath and continued: "Okay, He Ming will be dismissed very quickly. And there is still Baihuafen left..."

When he turned his attention to the big screen again, he was startled.

"90% HP."

When Pan Lin said these words, the entire audience was silent.

They really couldn't think of a better word other than crushing.

I sat in the competition room, staring at the screen in a daze, feeling a little ashamed.

Have you done it? It’s really been done!

Maybe, I should be more relaxed, instead of ensuring that I can fight against three...

Why do I feel like this Excellent Era's level is getting weaker and weaker? You are too focused on things other than the competition!

I felt a little unhappy.

Excellent Era's second pick is a little-known newcomer, Wang Ze, a professional sharpshooter.

This is also Wang Ze’s first appearance in his career.

It was already a panic-stricken first appearance, but at this moment, the senior was beaten down in such an embarrassing manner. One can imagine Wang Ze's mentality. He immediately collapsed. In the end, he even took his hands off the keyboard, not knowing how to hold down the keys.

It only took less than 1 minute for the sharpshooter to exit. This was even when some of Trichosanthes' skills were on CD.

Trichosanthes, but still has 86% of its health left.

Traded 4% for 100%.

Excellent Era's fans suddenly became extremely disappointed. They booed and pointed their fingers at Wang Ze, who came out with his head lowered and frowning.

He was just a professional rookie. At this moment, he was bearing so many responsibilities, and it came from his own fans. This made him even more ashamed, and his head almost reached his chest.

Ye Xiu held a cigarette, and the small room was filled with smoke.

He stared blankly at the broadcast on TV, but his heart was filled with mixed feelings.

Although Wang Ze was also one of the teammates who teamed up to isolate him, he was still just a fledgling kid, and he was already shouldering so many responsibilities at the moment.

Fans are so cruel.

If you play well, they will praise you and want to praise you to the sky; if you lose miserably, they will come back like hungry wolves and abuse and despise you endlessly.

Ye Xiu took a deep breath and couldn't stand it any longer. He stood up and prepared to provide some counseling.

Dangdang, there was a knock on the door.

He knew who was coming.

Ye Xiu sighed, put out his cigarette, and opened the door.

Su Mucheng stood outside the door with a very ugly expression.

"Why are you here so early?" Although he had expected it, Ye Xiu was still a little surprised.

Su Mucheng's face was so gloomy for the first time: "They asked me to come to you in advance."

"Ahead of time?" Ye Xiu keenly grasped the key words.

But Su Mucheng in front of her stopped talking.

He didn't ask further questions, just sat back on the sofa and watched the broadcast.

"I understand." Su Mucheng approached the sofa and looked at Ye Xiu, and suddenly said, "Those guys clearly want to expose you directly to the camera. They want you to show up regardless of whether you are willing or not. In this way, even if you No matter how unwilling you are to appear in front of the public, you will still be recognized.”

Ye Xiu was taken aback.

No matter how smart you are, you can't turn around for a while.

Su Mucheng took a deep breath and continued: "They believe that as long as your appearance is exposed, no matter how unwilling you are to accept endorsements, there will still be commercial value to be squeezed out. Any posters and peripherals can make a lot of money again with your appearance. After all, you may start accepting endorsements just because you have been exposed, which is beneficial to them anyway...who cares about your feelings."

By the end of the sentence, she was already crying a little: "How could they go so far...especially Tao Xuan, that bastard?"

This analysis was so clear that no matter how calm Ye Xiu was, anger still occupied his heart.

Ye Xiu's eyes showed anger, but he still suppressed himself. He stretched out his hand and gently touched Su Mucheng's head, "Don't be sad, ah."

"How could I..." Su Mucheng became even more sad, "How could I watch you being bullied by them like this."

Ye Xiu fell silent.

The sister of this old friend lost her closest relative at such a young age. It could almost be said that she was raised by Ye Xiu single-handedly, which is why she was so attached to Ye Xiu.

This feeling is not love, it is something deeper than love, called family affection.

Ye Xiu didn't want the girl to cry so miserably, but he had no choice but to make a promise first: "I understand... I will handle it, and I guarantee your satisfaction, that's all."

"Really?"

"real."

Hearing this, Su Mucheng forced a smile: "Then I'll be relieved."

After saying that, she turned her eyes to the TV, but was stunned, her face full of disbelief.

Su Mucheng's voice was trembling: "No...how could Yanyan say that?"

Seeing Su Mucheng's abnormal look, Ye Xiu's heart skipped a beat and his eyes quickly turned to the TV.

"Wait a minute, player Rong Yan seems to have said something in the chat box." The commentator's voice sounded, "It seems to be... scolding Ye Qiu?"