18-year-old mid laner wants to play professionally

There was a wave of four kills on the high ground, and there was almost nothing to play on the opposite side. In less than 5 minutes, the base on the opposite side exploded. Zhong Chenming chatted with the Master and looked at the barrage.

"66666"

"The opposite plane: Does the jungler MMP live in the middle lane?"

"After watching the anchor's Jess, I'm going to buy a pig girl."

"Master! Master! Master!"

"The anchor is so good, do you want to go to MW to play professionally?"

"You can make more money by playing live broadcasts, what kind of profession do you play?"

"Go to MW and replace Trash Five. If this continues, MW will be destroyed by this Trash Five sooner or later."

Zhong Chenming stared at these bullet screens and was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect these trolls to spray Wushen in his live broadcast room. The reason was just because he played Jess, and in yesterday's game, Wushen also played Jess , that game was also Jess masturbating.

Can this be black too?

He opened his mouth and was about to say something when he suddenly found that his hands were shaking a little.

Zhong Chenming closed his eyes, feeling that this scene seemed familiar.

The age group suitable for playing professionally is actually very short, but in a few years, the official rule is that one must be 17 years old to participate in professional leagues, and the average person's state will decline when they are in their twenties, and their reaction and operation will gradually fail to keep up.

In fact, playing games is also a very tiring thing, especially for those who regard games as a profession. They consume a lot of energy in fierce battles. As they get older, they also have to consider whether their bodies can keep up with the intensity of the game.

In the past, the higher the popularity of a talented player, the higher people's expectations for him. After the decline in status, many fans will turn into black fans. Often, the higher the expectations, the higher the disappointment, and the more black they are.

Wushen is also a star player with an aggressive style of play. He often single-handedly kills the opponent online.Just like before, there are quick-response styles and slow-reaction styles. He has rich experience in the Five Gods Tournament. He should not retire, but should find his own direction.

"Entered, why are you in a daze?" Master's voice rang through the earphones, Zhong Chenming clicked OK, and clicked on the live broadcast management group to have a look.

——No one is online, how could the Internet-addicted teenager be online in the morning on the weekend.

Zhong Chenming blocked a few with the rhythm of the Five Gods by himself, greeted the Master, said that he would turn off the mic for a while, then turned off the mic on the Master's side, and asked: "Do you think MW is a problem with the Five Gods now? ?”

There was a bit of seriousness in his tone, as long as the audience paid attention to his tone, they could tell that the anchor was a little angry.

A piece of the past was flashed on the barrage, and the same sentence almost covered the entire screen: "Help me, the anchor, ask Master Trash Five when he will retire."

"Why do you want to retire?" Zhong Chenming looked at the barrage while BAN/PICK, "It's not that the Five Gods can't play professionally anymore, didn't you see the performance in yesterday's game?"

Barrage: "What is the performance of 2-5???"

"I'm afraid I watched a fake game???"

"???"

"??? Did the anchor really watch the game?"

"I said a few words for the Five Gods just because I watched the game." Zhong Chenming pressed OK and chose the plane, "The problem with MW is not with the Five Gods. Everyone is not used to the new version, especially for MW. Well, if you blame the five gods, you might as well blame the version."

The hero selection interface entered the countdown, Zhong Chenming finished clicking on the talents, slowly blocked the person with the MW rhythm, and continued to tell the audience: "Don't bring this kind of rhythm that sprays people and retires. If it is really time to move, The players know better than you, as for playing professionally, I am a person who can't beat a master, how can there be a team that wants me."

The game loading interface popped up, and it was impossible for Zhong Chenming to block people without playing the game. He could only say helplessly: "If you want to watch the live broadcast, just watch the live broadcast. I'm sorry that the housekeepers are not here yet. The bullet screen may hurt your eyes a bit." , just turn off the barrage and watch it."

A new game started, this Master was not ranked in the jungle, but in the top laner, he chose Rambo, and Zhong Chenming was the mid laner.

The mid laner with him is a demon girl, with a demon girl's Halloween skin, completely black, like an evil witch in a fairy tale.

"Why does this mid laner's ID look familiar to me?" Master said over there, "I seem to have seen it before."

"I've been in the queue a few times before and only played mid laner," Zhong Chenming said.

"Oh." Master also remembered, "It seems to have been queued a few times."

At the beginning of the game, Yao Ji stood grinningly in the middle and started dancing. Zhong Chenming released a skill, and she immediately took a step to the side, hiding, covering her mouth with her hand and laughing loudly.

"This person is a loser." The Master was also looking at him in the middle, and the enchantress on the opposite side made such a mockery at the beginning, not sure if it was too inflated or too mentally retarded.

The bullet screen is also brushed up:

"Pound that demon girl on the opposite side."

"Hey, how angry! I remember this enchantress, he grabbed the 18th mid laner!"

"Hehe, dance? How dare you dance in front of me at 18?"

The name of Zhong Chenming's live broadcast account is 18. Some people who have watched the live broadcast for a few days and like to watch him call him [-].At this time, those garbage barrages and rhythmic barrages are gradually decreasing. The ordinary viewers in the live broadcast room found that many people were gone. Suddenly, a room manager appeared and sent a sentence: "Watch the live broadcast carefully, rhythmic barrage They will all be sealed."

Live audience:

"???"

"Miss whata!"

After the room manager finished, she immediately sent a message to Master: "Is there any overtime pay?"

However, she didn't hear back for a long time. Looking at the live broadcast on the computer screen, the room manager naturally knew why the Master didn't reply to her. The Master was seriously playing games with the mid laner, so there was no time to reply to her.

There was someone playing the rhythm in the live broadcast room of the mid laner before. At that time, the Master helped to call a few people to control the field. Just now, there was another phone call, and she was called to block the person. I saw that the person who blocked it was with the rhythm of the five gods. People, Miss Sister is still very happy, not to mention the live broadcast of 18 is pretty good.

There was a conversation between 18 and the Master in the earphones. The Master said that although he is not a jungler this time, he will come to the middle lane if he has a big move.

These two people... Miss Fang Guan rested her chin on her hands, with a bewildered smile on the corner of her mouth, so cute!

The smile on her lips froze suddenly, because 18 was solo killed!

The rhythm in the barrage has also changed:

"You still want to replace the five gods?"

"Fuck you with the rhythm!"

"Is it true that these five gods are all black fans of MW?"

"Miss Housing Manager!"

The housekeeper lady immediately cheered up and started working!

Zhong Chenming's computer screen turned into black and white after death, and Yao Ji danced in the middle of the road after killing him. He glanced at it, then lowered his head to look at his hands.

The nightmare of many years is not so easy to get rid of, Zhong Chenming smiled, updated his equipment, and continued to go online.

The Master is also asking him: "Why were you killed alone?"

Zhong Chenming: "Go away."

Master: "Look at the enchantress across the way, still laughing, I can't stand it, I'm here to help you."

Zhong Chenming: "No, I will kill you back."