Chapter 838 The God of Wealth and His Beautiful, Strong and Miserable Contestants (3)
The God of Wealth and His Beautiful, Strong and Miserable Contestants (Part 3)
"Oh my god! JLZ came back from 3-0 down to win the Spring Split championship!"
"Yes, let us congratulate this dark horse. At the last moment, JLZ's beast turned the tide and led the team to successfully defeat the strong team SXT. Although this victory was based on the fact that we don't know why SXT suddenly replaced its ace player Robot when it had a huge 3:0 advantage in the fourth game, we still want to congratulate JLZ for becoming the champion of this spring regular season."
"...Yes, that's right, let's congratulate them!"
'Boom.'
The bag in Song Ning's hand fell to the ground, and the round oranges scattered all over the ground.
"This is the substitute you picked? This shooter is a human?!"
In the lounge, no one in the entire SXT team had the right expression, except the head coach.
The newcomer Will endured for a long time and finally couldn't bear it anymore. He rushed over and grabbed the head coach by the collar, yelling and questioning him.
"What are you doing, kid?"
The head coach didn't expect him to do this. He was shocked and immediately scolded him harshly.
"Where's Robot? Why don't you come over here and pull him away? Is this the apprentice you brought up? What's his attitude towards me? Does he want to stay out of the game like you do next time?"
Everyone subconsciously looked in the direction he was scolding, and then the mid laner reacted first.
"Coach, the captain hasn't come back yet..."
"what happened?"
A figure appeared at the door and everyone's eyes fell on him. The fat boy who had been pulling the coach's collar just now let go of him and ran to the door first.
"Master, Master, are you okay?"
The boy with Robot embroidered on his clothes was a full head taller than the fat boy and almost bumped into the door frame.
He was holding an IV bottle in his right hand, with a needle stuck in the back of his left hand. His face was covered with tiny beads of sweat, and his perfect thin lips were so pale that he looked like he was going to fall down at any second. It was a frightening sight.
"If there's anything, come and help me."
He spoke indifferently, and the little fat man went straight to his armpits without thinking and acted as a human crutch.
The robot put most of its weight over, and Xiaopang was visibly struggling, but he breathed a sigh of relief.
The other three team members also came over to greet him, "Captain, are you okay?"
"Robot are you okay?"
"Why are you running here while hanging on water? Aren't you feeling unwell? Why don't you take a rest first?"
The three of them were asking about each other's well-being, but Robot's eyes were fixed on the substitute shooter who had been hiding in the corner and very close to the head coach.
"What? You don't dare to come and talk to me after losing the game?"
The substitute shooter’s ID is Kuang Xing. He subconsciously glanced at the head coach, then immediately turned his head away with an indescribable weird and strange expression.
He walked over hesitantly and asked dryly, "Captain, are you okay?"
Robot's eyes fell on him, but he said nothing.
Kuang Xing was embarrassed at first, then gradually became a little uneasy, and finally sweat broke out on his forehead.
Until the staff outside called out, "Who's going to interview this side?"
Kuang Xing subconsciously looked at Robot, and was immediately frightened by the coldness in those blue eyes.
The other members of the team looked at the scene and noticed something strange. No one dared to make a sound. Only the head coach frowned and called out to Robot.
"Why are you glaring at him? He replaced you because you had a problem with your body. Even if we lose the game, it's your problem. Why are you staring at him?"
He said with a bit of impatience, "Originally I was going to let Will do the interview. He played the worst today. Now that you're back, why don't you just show up? That way you can give the fans an explanation."
Fatty Will: “No!”
Top laner: “Coach!”
Mid: “Huh?”
Jungler: "Coach?"
Everyone was shocked by his words, especially the oldest top laner Shigui who had been in SXT the longest. He stood up with a frown.
"Don't let Robot go, let me go. Robot wasn't feeling well today so we couldn't make a substitution, and we still lost the game. Coach, if you let Robot go on the interview, he'll be criticized for the way he looks. Let me do it."
The head coach looked at him with a wry smile, "Don't I know? But you can hide for a while, but can you hide forever? Today he was careless and had a physical problem at such an important moment. If it weren't for him, would we have been defeated by JLZ 3-0?"
The top laner Shi Gui frowned. Why did these words sound wrong to him?
This Robot was targeted badly by JLZ in the previous games, but he was still able to lead them to win three match points in a row. Which shooter can do this?
As for the reason for the loss, he personally felt that the substitute shooter had the biggest problem.
To be honest, the head coach did a very poor job in today's BP.
It was so obvious that the opponent was targeting Robot, but the coach banned the shooter several times without knowing how to target the opponent's disadvantageous lane. He felt that anyone could take the blame today, but Robot should not be the one.
“That’s not the kind of coach…”
"I called the police before I came in."
Robot, who was standing next to Xiaopang, suddenly spoke, and the first thing he said was a bombshell, which made everyone's scalp tingle.
"what?"
Shi Gui looked over subconsciously, "Why did you call the police? What happened..."
He suddenly thought of a possibility and turned to look at the substitute shooter, whose face was pale and covered in cold sweat.
The stone ghost gasped, "...Fuck!"
Under everyone's gaze, Robot slowly threw a bomb.
"I not only called the police, I also notified the league. There's something wrong with the water I drank today. The league and the police will probably arrange for someone to come over soon. You don't have to worry about the interview. Just wait here with me."
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After listening to Aunt Wang's advice and visiting several banks for fixed deposits, Song Ning felt a little disappointed.
He had a lot of demolition compensation, but the interest rates given by major banks made him feel disappointed. Song Ning didn't want to keep such a large sum of money in the bank.
After seeing off another bank manager, Song Ning found a store nearby and ordered a bowl of snail noodles.
Just after taking a few bites, the door curtain behind him was lifted, and three boys walked in with their arms around each other. "Damn it! I really didn't expect the alliance to be so fast this time. It's only been three days since Robot called the police, and the result is already out. Someone really poisoned the water cup! Damn it!"
"Boom."
A half-eaten bowl of snail noodles fell to the ground.