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Shanghai, East China University of Science and Technology's male dormitory.
"F * ck!"
"F * ck, f * ck, f * ck!"
"F * ck, f * ck, f * ck!"
The mouse was slammed on the table, and Wang He smashed the keyboard to vent his anger. His face was twisted and ugly, and he was still cursing.
He was "Heartless Night."
Six or seven minutes after the start of the qualifying match, his bottom lane had directly collapsed. It had also directly destroyed his original pride and conceit. It was almost like a fierce slap to his face. His entire face was burning hot.
But Wang He did not think that it was his fault.
F * ck, it's all my teammates' fault.
The idiot Japanese girl went up to kill as soon as the game started, but she still killed his Obama.
And that idiot jungler, he was just going to kill himself!
The idiot mid-laner and top laner did not know to support him in time. Did they not see that his bottom lane was going to be turned into a pig!?
In the game, Wang He cursed at a few of his random teammates. Then, he angrily logged out of the game and went offline. He did not forget to defend himself to the few players and viewers in the live streaming channel.
"This kind of idiot teammate is impossible."
"Draven already has four kills. How can we play this game!?"
"F * ck, what a waste of time!"
A few viewers in his live stream could not stand it anymore and mocked him on the bullet screen.
"You're not that good yourself, right?"
"Who was the one who got chased by Nami? Why else would he have killed himself?"
"Noob streamer, you can't play well and you blame your teammates."
"Didn't you just say that the two girls in the bottom lane composition on the opposing team definitely relied on their connections to level up? Why are you still being beaten by Draven? "
Wang He could not find a reason to refute such comments on the bullet screen. But in his anger, he used his streamer's authority to blacklist these viewers.
"Are these idiots blind??"
"This is because I'm not good enough!?"
"F * ck, eight out of ten female streamers like this rely on connections. Do you guys know better or do I know better?"
"F * ck!"
His mouth was full of vulgarities. In the end, out of the few dozen spectators in his live streaming channel, many of them could not stand the streamer's crazy and stubborn temper. They unfollowed him and left the channel.
"Fine, all of you leave! F * ck, who cares!? "
"F * ck off! Go look at your big-breasted female streamer! F * ck! "
Wang He gritted his teeth as he watched the popularity of his live streaming channel drop to single digits. He continued to curse the "blind" viewers who did not know what was good for them.
At this time, the door of the dormitory was pushed open. A boy walked in and greeted Wang He.
"Hey, you're still streaming? How is it, Streamer Wang? "
Wang He quickly closed the live broadcast page, turned around, and chuckled at the boy who had just walked in.
"I'm gaining popularity every day."
"My popularity is slowly increasing every day. After a while, I'll be able to get a recommendation spot."
His tone was filled with a forceful sense of superiority and flaunting.
The boy shrugged. "Not bad. Oh, right. Our captain said to gather at the Esports Club's activity room later. We still have to train hard today. Come when you're almost done —"
It turned out that both the boy who came to inform them and Wang He were members of the LL Team from the East China University of Science and Technology's Esports Club.
The National LL High School League was about to begin, and their school team had also registered for the competition in the East China region. As the competition approached, their school team was busy preparing for the competition.
Wang He stood up from his seat when he heard this.
"It's fine. I'm done. Let's go now."
The two of them walked out of the dormitory side by side.
"Oh, by the way, have you heard? This time, there are three high school teams participating in the National University League. It seems that our Shanghai team is quite strong. I heard that they played a friendly match with the Shanghai Institute of Finance a while ago and won 2-0. "
"High school team?"
Wang He's face revealed a look of contempt and mockery. "How strong can a high school student be? The Shanghai Institute of Finance probably sent the second team to play a friendly match. "
The male companion shook his head. "No, I heard that it was their team that went up."
Wang He was taken aback for a moment, but he quickly regained his composure and sneered.
"Either their team went easy on them and hid their strength, or the Shanghai Institute of Finance's team has been on a decline this year and was defeated by a bunch of high school students. How dare they claim third place in the East China region last year?"
His tone was full of mockery and disdain.
In Wang He's eyes, high school teams and representative teams of the Esports Association weren't even worth mentioning.
It was highly likely that they got there through connections!
… …
Meanwhile, at home, Su Xue and Tang Bingyao easily won their first match. Then, they excitedly played a few more matches.
It was still Tang Bingyao and Su Xue's support.
They continued their winning streak.
The fans and players in the live streaming channel were full of praises. Not only was Tang Tang beautiful, but she was also a God-level player in terms of skill in OP.
Tang Bingyao was a little embarrassed by the praise, but she tilted her head and thought about it seriously.
Her performance today was quite good.
Thus, she happily accepted all the praises.
Su Xue was also very happy.
Because she found herself duo queuing with Tang Bingyao. The two of them sitting together in front of the camera attracted a lot of new players on Huya.
Especially after she changed the name of her livestream to "Two Girls at the Bottom Lane Duo Split", the popularity of her livestream skyrocketed.
By noon, Su Xue's stream was at its peak, with more than 10,000 viewers.
This was a qualitative leap! — —
Su Xue was overjoyed. If it weren't for the fact that she had to rush to make lunch, she would've dragged Tang Bingyao to queue a few more matches.
On the other hand, the fans and players in the live streaming channel were also reluctant to let him go.
"Tang Tang, don't go!"
"What's the point of eating in eSports?"
"Let Xuexue cook. Tang Tang, why don't you solo two more matches? You can duo queue with Feng Feng too! "
"Sigh, why don't Tang Tang stay in the stream for a while? I'm sick of watching Xuexue's stream ~"
"Hey, you guys don't have to slander me even if you want to suck up to Tang Tang!"
… …
But from this, it could be seen that Tang Bingyao had won over a large number of players with her cute, innocent personality and outstanding control in just one morning.
Lin Feng rubbed his chin as he considered the matter.
"Sigh … If that's the case, Tang Tang can make a lot of money running her own stream.
Who knows, maybe if we don't get any investors in the team, we can have her stream to support the team! "
"Oh, right! Steamed Bun too!"
Lin Feng, who had come up with such a brilliant plan, slapped his thigh excitedly, as if he had just made a decision.
Su Xue glanced at Lin Feng.
"What are you dreaming about in broad daylight?"
"Let Tang Tang and Steamed Bun stream to help you make money."
"Why don't you try saying that to Steamed Bun's face later?"
1 PM, in a private room at an internet cafe.
"Alright, everyone's here. Let's start a match," An Xin said with a smile and a clap of her hands.
Lin Feng: "Huh? Steamed Bun, you still haven't answered my question! What do you think of my suggestion? "
An Xin ignored Tang Bingyao's question and turned to look at Tang Bingyao with a smile.
"Tang Tang, you drank last night. You should be fine now, right?"
"Won't it affect your condition?"
Tang Bingyao blushed and quickly shook her head.
"No, it won't."
Tang Bingyao had already made up her mind that she would stay overnight at Lin Feng's place. She couldn't tell anyone.
(Especially …)
Tang Bingyao couldn't help but sneak a glance at An Xin.
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