Lin Kewei, the former genius assistant, served as a foil for two years. Block the gun, take the blame, make the wedding dress, and finally get the sentence "Xiaowei, you have to understand me, I want to win the championship."
The man didn't even come to see him the day he was kicked out.
Later, XT finished second every year. Lin Kewei was in the basement, eating instant noodles and watching every scene without stopping.
Then he changed positions. Jungle.
No one knows who this monster is, only that he has an absurd winning rate and looks like an emotionless killing machine.
Kuang Ye is OUN's mid laner, one of the top ten on the ladder, and he talks a lot about his playing style. People in the industry say that he is extremely talented but just too arrogant.
His first time in line was Maomaofei: "Brother, please teach me?"
The other side passed. No reply.
Kuang Ye started posting nonsense every day. What did you eat today and what will the weather be like tomorrow——
Stone sinks into the sea.
Three months later, Kuang Ye posted a message: "OUN is short of junglers, can they come? No salary, no base, but I am the mid laner."
No reply from the other side.
On the day of the qualifying draw, Kuang Ye was playing blackmail in the basement Internet cafe. A man sat down next door. Slim, pretty, with a low brim.
Turn on the computer and log in——ID: Maomaofei
Kuang Ye was stunned.
The man tilted his head, revealing a pair of very dark eyes.
"Isn't there a shortage of junglers?"
Kuang Ye opened his mouth.
The next second, he saw the man's screen light up.
He is the only one in the friends list
On the day the lottery results came out, OUN faced off in the first game——
XT.
Support to jungler × Chatter and frivolous attack
Intention: meow meow meow