Chapter 1279
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When they returned to the base that night, the fatty first turned on his computer and went to the forums to look at the posts.
As expected, there was no wall that didn't have a crack in this world, not to mention such a large provincial tournament.
If you don't want people to know, don't do it.
One of the most popular posts was the last sentence she had said on the stage at that time — —
« Mid lane killing god: 'Using your skills' to cut the internet connection, 666 sponsors! »
Most of the comments were attacking Team Q for being sinister, not pausing the internet connection at the provincial tournament!
Cute Little Mosquito: He, he, he! Too funny, not pausing the internet connection?
Double sided mirror: Isn't this a bit too much? This kind of provincial tournament really is a loss of face for League of Legends!
Little Leaf on the Ceiling: Although it's not a sofa! But I still have to say, our W doesn't need this kind of championship!
Team Q's Little Fan: I think it's funny, the winner is king, alright? If W loses, can those fans make up this kind of thing?
Not Dreaming During the Day: Team Q's Little Fan, this little sister, I suggest that you go see an ophthalmologist before scolding people, alright?
Rose Petal: You have to see an ophthalmologist? Can't you see such an obvious disconnect?
Team Q's Little Fan: I can't see it!
… …
The fans of both sides kept arguing under this post. Of course, Team Q's fans couldn't stop scolding them.
After all, justice was in people's hearts. Using such a despicable method to win the game, they had to be afraid that the public would push them to the forefront.
On the other side, Ye Qian Hun was looking at how to form an LPL team.
To become an LPL team, they had to play an esports competition first. The esports competition was called the LSPL.
As long as they won the LSPL championship, they would be qualified to become an LPL team.
The thing that couldn't be avoided was sponsorships. A team had to have money to operate, there was nothing wrong with this kind of thing!
"But sponsorships really are expensive." Feng Wu Yue curled her lips as she looked over the web, "It feels like it's several million, I can't afford it."
"You don't need to worry about sponsorships." Sacrificing Gods waved his hand, "What we need to do now is prepare for the LSPL in the next few years!"
"Don't need to worry?" Feng Wu Yue's eyes trembled as she said, "It can't be that you won the lottery, right!"
In Feng Wu Yue's subconscious, Sacrificing Gods had always been a poor kid. It was impossible for them to have the money to get sponsorships. Little did they know …
"Priests don't need to win the lottery at all!" The fat man chuckled and said, "He is a rich second generation!"
As soon as his voice fell, Feng Wu Yue's expression became a bit ugly.
The priest seemed to have noticed her awkwardness. He narrowed his eyes and asked, "If you knew, would you have left back then?"
Everyone fell silent when they heard this question. After all, regardless of whether the answer was' yes' or 'no', it was enough to make people hold their breaths.
If Feng Wu Yue said 'yes', it meant that she never loved Sacrificing Gods.
If she answered 'no', it would prove that she was a greedy person.
At that time, because the priest was poor, because W was poor, she chose to leave.
This question had no answer from the beginning, but Feng Wu Yue gave Sacrificing Gods an answer without any hesitation.
"I won't." She nodded slightly. Her eyes were as calm as water, without a single ripple.
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