What's the use of a good-looking assistant [e-sports]

MST felt hot in the first round, and won the second round smoothly, ending today's battle with a score of 2:0.

After bowing, Xie Ximian went back to pack up the peripherals. Just after dismantling them, Jiang Ye squeezed his keyboard and mouse with one hand, stacked them on top of his own, and walked forward with his arms in his arms.

"Just now I said there will be a post-match interview." Jiang Ye paused, with a somewhat proud tone, "I'm with you."

"Okay." Xie Ximian caught up with him with a smile, and pushed his arm, "I want to eat spicy hotpot tonight, so don't vote wrongly in the group for dinner later."

Jiang Ye nodded: "Understood."

They put away the peripherals and were taken backstage by the hostess.

"The questions about today's game are basically correct. I may ask a few more questions based on the audience's reaction, but I won't ask too biased." The host lady put away the script and said with a smile, "Mian Shen, Can I ask a few personal questions, fans asked me in the Weibo comment section before I went on stage, and some of them have something to do with Jiang Ye." She smiled at Jiang Ye apologetically, and put all her expectations on Xie Qimian body.

It seemed to be tacit agreement that as long as Xie Ximian nodded, Jiang Ye would not refuse.

Xie Ximian is considered a good-natured person in the circle. Over the years, he has already practiced a set of speech skills in the face of these interviews. Even some immature questions can be avoided as a joke, but Jiang Ye is not necessarily up.

"Let's listen to the question first." Xie Ximian said.

"okay."

After she finished speaking, Jiang Ye frowned and said, "Why should I care what those fans are thinking?"

"Ah?" The host lady was stunned for a moment, then smiled, "Little brother, generally everyone will give some benefits to their fans, after all, they are the ones who support you."

"Didn't they keep scolding me?" Jiang Ye asked.

The host laughed dryly: "Ha...haha..."

She said to herself, there are indeed more old irons who scold you than little girls who like you.

After all, the e-sports circle is very strict with this kind of dude. If you want to brag about being awesome, you have to be really awesome, otherwise you will be reduced to a laughing stock.

Xie Ximian barked and patted Jiang Ye on the back: "Don't be rude to girls."

The young lady waved her hand: "It's okay, I quite like Jiang Ye's personality." Jokingly, she turned her hands behind her back to cover her mouth, and whispered to Xie Ximian, "It's just that he is too young."

Xie Ximian raised his eyebrows, noncommittal.

The two of them got close, and Jiang Ye became more and more unhappy as he watched from the side. He grabbed Xie Ximian's clothes from behind and made him fall back, keeping a distance from the host.

Knowing that he was upset, Xie Ximian stood back beside him, clung to him, and said, "You can ask any questions, and I'll answer them."

"No, just ask me a question, and I will answer it myself." Jiang Ye said angrily, "They will scold you for nothing."

Xie Ximian was helpless: "Be more tactful, idiot."

The host lady rubbed her goosebumps, and said in her heart: "He called him an idiot, it's the end of it! No wonder the girls told me not to covet Jiang Ye, people really need to know themselves!" She clapped her hand cards, "Then we are ready to go on stage!"

The stage lights were ready, Jiang Ye and Xie Qimian took the stage one by one, standing in the center of the stage again.

As usual, it's about the thoughts about today's game and the preparations for training. The only thing that is sharper is the opinion about playing 2UTen next week.

To prevent Jiang Ye from being sacked again, Xie Ximian didn't let Jiang Ye express his opinion. As the spokesperson of the team, he replied: "Just do your best, I believe in my players."

After the routine questions were over, the part that everyone was looking forward to came with the malicious smile of the hostess.

"After communicating with the contestants, you can ask questions, so I will ask the contestants a few questions for the fans." The host smiled, "The first question is, what was it like for Sleeping God to participate in the city competition last weekend? Especially Jiang Ye won two After the five kills, is there any reward?"

Xie Ximian held the microphone, turned his head to look at Jiang Ye, and then looked at the audience: "What does the city competition give me? Probably, the venue is large, the temperature of the air conditioner is very suitable, the competition is very exciting, and I want to come again next time." As expected, he was not satisfied with this answer, he smiled, "It's not the first time to be a guest commentator, how can I feel, I have to say something special... that is the first time to comment on my own AD game, I'm afraid If you exaggerate too much, you will be laughed at by everyone."

Amidst the roaring noise, Xie Ximian said, "I think getting two pentakills is worth applauding."

"Eh? It's easy to avoid the important here. Is it just applause? Isn't there any reward?" The host playfully stirred up the atmosphere, "Don't tell me about Sleeping God, contestant Jiang Ye will reveal it?"

Jiang Ye: "He said I was his AD."

"Hmm, what then?" The host smiled and waited for the next sentence.

"Isn't that enough?" Jiang Ye asked.

The host's smile froze for two seconds, and his eyes widened slightly: "Huh?"

Xie Ximian thought for a while and asked Jiang Ye, "You should have sent me a red envelope."

Jiang Ye looked at him, and remembered that Xie Qimian kissed him at the door that day, his expression became unnatural, and he replied in a daze, "Yeah."

"Huh?" The host tilted his head in doubt, and then spread his hands at the audience, "Did I ask the wrong question?"

Xie Qimian was smiling, without further explanation, he said, "Are there any other questions?"

The host received the signal, ended the question, and started a new topic: "There is one more thing that everyone has been asking me to ask. Fans really want to know what is the standard for blacklisting Jiang Ye."

Xie Ximian raised the microphone, and if Jiang Ye didn't think about what to say, he would answer for Jiang Ye.

"There is no standard," Jiang Ye said, holding the microphone in one hand, and said indifferently, "If you speak ill of the team, you will be blocked."

The host joked, "But the ones who came to complain to me seem to be your fans."

Jiang Ye asked: "Are you referring to the stir fry?"

Xie Ximian's eyelids twitched when he asked this question, and the host felt that he was in trouble.

Why are you so straightforward!

[Not "that stir fry"!Nizi, it's "those stir fry", you blocked a whole five stir fry! 】

[I can finally know the reason why I was blocked, who understands my suffering, I am the first one to be blocked]

[Jiangye, you are so fucking brave, dad didn't misread you! 】

[What b bastard is talking about, I can't understand a word]

[The last person who answered the question so seriously was Haoshen who has already been retired]

[The stupid AD gene inherited from MST is okay, Haoshen signed the CP fan before, but the flour blasted the live broadcast room, which AD dares to CP with Xie Qimian now]

[Laughing, CP fans are not ashamed to lose face, they made a fuss in the comment section of the host, and now they are hung up by the right owner, the harder you work, the more unfortunate you are, I, a 2UTen fan, feel embarrassed for you when I hear it]

[The topic in our team is about your 2UTen fans?It’s really shitting in someone else’s house and not knowing that I’m dirty and smelly]

Jiang Ye didn't feel that he had done something wrong at all, and even had a hint of warning: "I think the ID they took and the things they sent didn't respect Xie Ximian very much, so they blocked him."

Today I want to stir fried noodles 1 Look at my post on Chaohua - "ABO, Chasing Wife Crematorium"

Tomorrow I want to stir fried noodles and read my post on Chaohua - "Little Mom Literature"

Hou Tianye wanted to stir fried noodles and opened his post on Chaohua—"Forcing that system, prop Prey. Editing records, long pictures, four guarantees and one."

[Stir fryers: SOS!This is the real social death! 】

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Wild Cub: He said I was his AD, isn't that enough?