Both the Kills and You Are Mine

After stepping off the stage, Xiao Roubao was still bluffing.

"Damn, I thought I was playing matchmaking." He said, "Did GGX be dazzled by victory during this period and didn't have any training?"

"I don't know if they were stunned." Brother Yang patted him on the shoulder, "Anyway, you were stunned."

After finishing speaking, Brother Yang stepped forward and hugged everyone alone. At this time of Mu Wanwan, due to Pei Lu's sight, it was only a virtual circle.

Xiaoroubao rubbed his hands like: "Hey hey, my performance is so explosive today, can I boast a salary increase by the way?"

Brother Yang quickly constricted his smile: "Hurry up and go back to the lounge, and I'm going to take a break for an interview."

Everyone went back to the rest room, drinking water, and going to the toilet. Five minutes later, a staff member came over and invited them to the stage.

"Late night." Before leaving, Brother Yang stopped her.

Mu Wanwan stopped: "What's the matter?"

"You will go up in a while, remember to say it carefully." Yang Ge paused and said quietly, "Don't mess up, you know? You can answer whatever you ask, be modest and restrained."

"..." Mu Wanwan instantly felt like the student in the class that worried the teacher the most.

In the end, Brother Yang was still worried, and told Pei Lu: "Look at her more."

Five people took the stage and sat on the sofa.

The host first said: "Congratulations to TS for winning this summer championship! Wan Shen has just joined the team, and even won two LPL championships, he can be crowned and crowned king! Is Wan God excited now?"

"Of course excited." Mu Wanwan smiled.

"Is there anything I want to say here?"

Mu Wanwan thought for a while: "Actually, there is nothing I want to say, just thank the teammates, the management of the team, and the fans for their support along the way... Are these words too polite?" She finished, and couldn't hold back. He laughed twice.

The host agreed: "It's very polite, unlike you!"

Mu Wan said leisurely: "Because I was warned by the manager before I took the stage, let me be a good person during the interview."

There was an obvious roar of laughter from the audience, and the host couldn't hold back—it was really fun to interview this person.

The host changed his words: "TS has climbed up from the trough step by step. Do you have any thoughts on this? God Lu, you have the title of the league's first support, and finally stood up this time. How do you feel at this peak?"

Hearing the first aid of the alliance, Mu Wanwan felt a little bit in his heart.

This title was named by YSP's mid laner Secret.

After contacting the previous TS and YSP competition videos, it doesn't sound like a compliment now.

"Very happy." Pei Lu said as usual, "but I don't dare to pretend to be the name of the league's first support for the time being."

The host nodded: "Lu God is still humble."

"Yes, our support is relatively modest." Mu Wanwan suddenly raised the microphone in his hand, "Actually, I think there is no real first person in the e-sports industry. People are not in the minority, who can really compare the difference?"

Everyone didn't expect that she would speak to herself, the host was stunned, and said hurriedly, "God Wan said it makes sense."

Xiao Roubao immediately came out to enliven the atmosphere: "No, I think I am the number one mid laner in the league."

This is changed to someone else saying that he must be hammered to death.

But it's different for Xiaoroubao. He brags about himself in his live broadcast all the year round. Everyone is used to listening. He doesn't think there is anything, but it's quite funny.

Xiao Roubao has shaped his personality very well invisibly.

"Don't talk about it, Shark is sharpening the knife below." Brother Tiger laughed and scolded.

The camera was immediately taken to the audience. Shark was looking at the big screen with a dark face. He noticed that after the camera was on himself, he first curled his mouth impatiently, then raised his hand, very cooperative, and vacantly contrasted between his neck. A throat cut was performed.

The atmosphere at the scene really became active, and none of the audience left.

"but-"

Mu Wanwan's voice came out again.

I saw her with a smile on her lips, and her tone was a little careless, "If you really want to be superior, I think ADC should have the most say on the issue of whether it is the first aid? Xiaolu God is strong. , But the title of First Aid can only be given to him by me. What others have said is not counted."

Anyone who knows the insider understands right away. Wan is clearly choking on Secret, meaning-how can you say that as a mid laner?

In the audience, Brother Yang rubbed his eyebrows with a headache, and said to the people around him: "Look, she is not good at this point, she is what she wants to say, she is not afraid of being hacked at all."

Standing next to him are five old TS players.

"What's wrong with this? Isn't it good..." Cheng Yan smiled, "Young people, you should be a little bit energetic. Don't control them too tightly. It's not good to be lifeless."

The person next to Chengyan is a small person, who is the old assistant of TS, and nodded when he heard that: "Yes, if I meet this ADC, I will definitely stay with her for the rest of my life..."

Cheng Yan said: "Hey, no, what you said, I'm bad to you?"

"Don't think I forgot after retiring? You sold me every day before, and you saw people running faster than me!"

"..." Seeing the small dimple that Pei Lu sank because of her lips and smile, Yang Ge sighed, "Don't say it, it's really going to be with you for a lifetime."

Only then did the host realize that he asked the wrong question, but he quickly adjusted it: "It makes sense! With that said, does the league’s first AD also have the final say?"

Mu Wanwan: "..." You really know how to draw inferences from one another.

"She is not the number one ADC in the league." Pei Lu smiled.

"She is the world's number one ADC."

As soon as these words came out, let alone other people, even Mu Wanwan was stunned—

This seems... overblown, right?

Pei Lu smiled and added: "It is in my heart."

"Yes! It is right to have confidence in your teammates!" The host exclaimed and stopped the topic in time.

Finally, the host asked a few more tactical questions before ending the interview.

After getting off the stage, Mu Wanwan breathed a sigh of relief, pulled the corner of the person next to him and asked: "Why are you... blowing me crazy?"

Pei Lu joked: "Because I am the man of the king."

Fans of Mu Wanwan jokingly call themselves Wang's man/woman.

Xiaoroubao passed by, and when he heard these words, he shook his body first, shaking off his goose bumps, and hurriedly started walking with Brother Muhuhu, so as not to eat a mouthful of dog food. The two people still think they are. Bulb.

Mu Wanwan was happy: "Then what am I, God's mother Lu?"

This is what the female fan of Pei Lu used to say to herself. Most people say that watching Pei Lu is the same as watching her son. They want to buy him the type of cute son anytime and anywhere.

It hasn't been the case recently. Nowadays, some small milk dogs have become popular, causing Pei Lu's mother's powder to run off rapidly, and most of them have turned into girlfriends, making Mu Wanwan very anxious.

"No." Pei Lu denied, "You are my girlfriend."

Just mentioning that, Pei Lu remembered something else: "By the way, Auntie was in the audience and asked the staff to bring in. You two talk? There is still some time before the group photo interview after the game."

Mu Wan hummed late, and suddenly remembered something: "I'll just go and tell her by myself."

Pei Lu paused and said aggrieved: "Don't take me?"

Mu Wanwan said, "No."

After she finished speaking, she mumbled, "I haven't seen your family, you have already solved my mother's."

She turned around, her eyes lit up without seeing Pei Lu.

"Are you willing?" Pei Lu immediately stepped forward and grabbed her wrist.

Mu Wanwan was stunned for a while, did not understand: "...what?"

His eyes shone brightly: "Would you like to meet my family with me?"

"I…"

Pei Lu said surprisingly: "Actually, my mother has always been in the audience."

She was so silly this time to change herd late, she widened her eyes: "...what?"

"She has been looking for me to get tickets since the playoffs, and she should have come every time."

"..." Mu Wanwan was already dumbfounded, and it took a long time to squeeze out, "Then last time she said I was thin..."

Pei Luren smiled: "Well, she said that the two arms of your arm are not as thick as my side, but they are too thin, let you eat more."

"..."

Mu Wanwan now has only one thought in his mind—fortunately, it's not the ugly photo on Baidu.

Pei Lu's words made her nervous for twenty minutes. In the end, because of time, not to mention Pei's mother, even the shepherd did not come backstage.

The sky is relatively heavy, it looks like it is going to rain, and it is an outdoor activity, so the part of the group photo signing has been advanced.

This is not an official event. It is a welfare organized by Brother Yang for fans in private. TS originally had no commercial schedule. Fans can only meet them on the field if they want to see them. That's why TS has a tradition of taking photos after the game.

Just after Mu Wanwan signed a little girl, a woman suddenly squeezed over.

The woman's hair is slightly curly, and the corners of her eyes have a little fine lines. It looks a bit older, but the years have not affected her appearance at all. She wears a slim cheongsam, which is particularly conspicuous when mixed with ordinary fans.

The woman grabbed the big-name player in her hand and clamped it between her elbows. Even this slightly rude gesture was made very elegant by her. She handed her mobile phone to Mu Wanwan and asked with a smile, "Can you take a photo? Xiao girl."

Mu Wanwan came back to his senses: "Of course it can."

She feels a little magical—do this kind of lady and aunt like watching e-sports games now?

Mu Wanwan took the initiative to hold the phone and took a photo with the front camera of the phone.

The woman put away the phone and glanced at it: "Does the little girl often stay up late? I think your dark circles are quite heavy."

In fact, Mu Wanwan used some liquid foundation today, but after playing so many games, he didn't care about makeup. This would almost fall off.

She raised her hand and touched the corner of her eye: "Ah, I sometimes boil it."

No, every day...

"It can't be like this. You must take good care of your skin at your age. Otherwise, when you get old, not only dark spots will develop, but your complexion will also become heavy."

Mu Wanwan suddenly felt that this aunt might want to sell her skin care products?

Mu Wanwan was a little helpless and could only change the subject: "Auntie, do you have family members who like to play LOL... League of Legends? Or I will sign you?"

No matter how she looked at it, she didn't think the person in front of her looked like an e-sports fan.

Sure enough, the woman nodded: "My son likes playing this game."

"Well, how old is he?"

"University."

Mu Wanwan understood, and immediately swiped a big pen, and wrote on the paper that the woman handed over: "I wish-academic progress! Be super god!"

Without raising her head, she asked, "What's the name?"

The woman thought for a while: "Lu."

"Which Lu?" Mu Wanwan signed and smiled, "We also have a player named Lu in our team, otherwise you can stop by and ask him to sign one for you."

After she finished speaking, she stood up straight and wanted to show the woman the way, just to meet Pei Lu's eyes.

There was the shepherd beside Pei Lu, and it seemed that the shepherd was looking for her through Pei Lu.

After seeing the situation on her side, Pei Lu's eyes flashed in a daze, and then he quickly recovered and brought the shepherd toward this side.

Mu Wanwan handed over the notebook smoothly: "Xiaolushen, come and sign this auntie, her son is the same as you, and his name also has an LU."

Pei Lu took it, looked at the woman next to her, and sighed softly.

"Mom, why are you here?"