Chapter 212: Former World Champion E-sports Player and His Financial Boss (29)
Former World Champion E-sports Player and His Financial Boss (Twenty-nine)
For the first time, Lance realized that Song Ning was not only concerned about the game.
Song Ning is also very sharp at times.
For example, now.
His Adam's apple moved slightly and he spoke in a low voice.
"I do know, but I think you don't need to care about it, idol. The club will handle these things..."
"Will the club solve it or will you solve it?"
Song Ning was not fooled and looked at Lance seriously with his clear eyes.
It was discovered.
Lance still wanted to play dumb, "What's the difference between the club and me? This is my club."
"is it?"
Song Ning only asked this question and didn't ask any more.
Now Lance felt a bit of a headache.
You won't ask this?
Really not going to ask any more? Then should he just confess himself?
However, the coaching staff soon came up to discuss some other things with him, and Lance had to leave Song Ning temporarily.
Watching Lance leave, Song Ning suppressed some inexplicable thoughts in his mind.
He glanced at the phone on the table, thought about it and decided not to pick it up.
Maybe something really happened, but this was the first game he won after returning as a jungler, and he defeated his old club PFZ as a jungler.
If I said I didn't feel good, I would be lying.
In this case, it is indeed okay to indulge a little and celebrate.
Song Ning glanced at the table, picked up an unopened bottle of happy water and joined the other team members.
"Some radical fans on the PFZ side said they would apply to the league for an inspection, saying that Song Ning cheated."
Han Shanxue was so angry that he laughed when he said this. PFZ has done so many outrageous things. After playing a game, he asked his fans to go to the league to report him for cheating?
"It's not just that. Did they also put the blame for the loss on the coach's BP? They thought PFZ was shut out because the coach didn't give Mo Dong a jungle core."
Lance's tone was normal, but Han Shanxue was surprised.
"how do you know?"
"I guessed it, but I didn't expect it to be true."
"That's true. PFZ's fans are going crazy under the coach's Weibo, questioning why Mo Dong was not given the jungle core. Some even cursed him for not knowing how to draft and what kind of shit is the lineup he picked."
Han Shanxue couldn't help but curl his lips after he finished speaking.
To be fair, PFZ's BP was indeed good, and his thinking was also okay. The lineup he chose was basically not particularly weak.
The lineup is not weak, so where did they lose?
Of course, the loss is due to the contestant himself.
Han Shanxue couldn't help but glance at Song Ning, and then at Lance.
Not to mention the other three positions, but the individual strength of SN's jungler and confrontation lane players is unprecedentedly strong.
It's not enough that they are individually strong. The tacit understanding between these two people is like a match made in heaven. Every time he was still wondering what Song Ning wanted to do, Lance had already come over from the confrontation road to cooperate with Song Ning.
To be honest, if Lance hadn't followed up to provide damage and control in several team fights, he didn't know how Song Ning could have won.
But Song Ning dared to fight.
Han Shanxue was amazed in his heart. It seemed that Song Ning was certain that Lance would definitely cooperate with him. He went forward without hesitation every time. And there was indeed an opponent by his side every time to pick him up and let him retreat safely.
But then again, there is no problem with PFZ's BP. Why are those people scolding PFZ's coach?
Han Shanxue couldn't understand this at all.
"Can't figure it out?"
Lance looked at him, and Han Shanxue found a stool and sat down. "I can't figure it out, but I don't really want to understand it. If I figured it out, wouldn't I become as stupid as them?"
"It's not that I'm mentally retarded, I'm just being used as a gun."
Lance accurately captured some information, and the blue light flowing in his eyes was cold.
"Didn't you notice? Although we were shut out, Mo Dong, who was compared to Song Ning before the game, didn't suffer any loss. Instead, his fans felt sorry for him. There were even some extreme fans who would rather suspect us of cheating than think that Mo Dong played badly."
Han Shanxue's brows furrowed deeper and deeper.
"You mean, someone is protecting Mo Dong?"
"Isn't it obvious? Otherwise, how do you think Song Ning was removed from the starting jungle position?"
Lance seems nonchalant but he is actually indifferent.
"Isn't it that Song Ning's condition has declined..."
Han Shanxue stopped talking halfway through his speech.
Song Ning is in SN now, and his condition has not declined. Doesn't he have eyes to see?
"But PFZ used this trick before, but being bad at e-sports is the original sin. If they keep losing, no matter what kind of public opinion they want to create, not being able to win is the biggest problem."
Lance supported his chin. The methods used by the Son of the World in this world might not be easy for the Alliance to detect, but if viewed from the perspective of the entertainment industry, they are actually very simple and clear.
"So what do you mean, should we take care of this matter?"
Han Shanxue asked uncertainly.
Or did Lance mean that as long as they won, they didn't have to worry about it?
"Of course I have to take care of it."
Lance thought without a second thought, "If nothing else, they will just throw dirty water and sewage on Song Ning, and I don't want to see that."
Han Shanxue seemed to want to say something but stopped talking.
I understand. Even if we can actually ignore this matter, but when it involves Song Ning, it is no longer an option but a necessity, right?
No wonder there are rumors that SN was actually established by Lance for Song Ning. It is not unfair to spread such rumors.
"But you don't need to worry too much about these things. There will be someone to take care of them. You and others just need to focus on the game."
"Okay then. I'll go get the others to study the other teams that have already competed. I'll be leaving first."
After separating from Han Shanxue, Lance was about to go back to his room, but after thinking about it, he went to take another look at the banquet hall.
People haven't left yet?
He looked back and was surprised to find that Song Ning was surrounded.
"What's up with him?"
Taking a few steps closer, Lance saw the can in Song Ning's hand before anyone else could answer.
His eyebrows jumped.
That can, if he remembered correctly, was three-proof cocktail sparkling water.
"He drank this?"
When he walked up to Song Ning, Lance saw that his usually calm eyes had lost focus.
My heart suddenly skipped a few beats.
"Boss, you're here! What should I do? Brother Ning seems to be unable to drink. He drank this and got drunk!"
Yu Yuyu and a few others were getting anxious. They were chatting with Song Ning just now, but suddenly they found that the other party was silent. After taking a closer look, they found that the guy was drunk!
"It's okay. I'm done with my work here. I'll take him back to his room first."
"Oh, okay. Then I'll help Brother Ning go back with you?"
"What did you say?"
Lance picked the man up horizontally and turned around. Yu Yuyu stared at his relaxed movements, keeping his mouth shut with a look of awe.
"No, please. I didn't say anything."