The person who came was wearing a gray woolen coat and black trousers. He was tall, and he had to look up a little to see his face.

"Time question—?!"

"elder brother!"

Shi Que held the man's wrist with one hand. His arm looked very thin, and the muscles under the clothes were thin and smooth, but surprisingly powerful.

The person who made the move wanted to struggle subconsciously, but his wrist was tightly restrained by Shi Que, and he couldn't move at all.

Wei Qi walked to Shi Que's side and asked him in a low voice: "Brother, why are you here?"

Shi Que carefully looked at him from bottom to top, and seeing that Wei Qi was not injured, he said softly in a calm tone, "Seeing that you haven't come out for a long time, I'm afraid something might happen."

Shi Que's voice was very calm, almost the same as when he was talking normally, but Wei Qi keenly heard something different, like some suppressed emotion.

Shi Yan let go of the man's hand and pushed it in, and the man hit the wall directly.

His pair of temperatureless jet-black eyes swept over the TPC members one by one, and those who watched were shocked.

This seems to be Wei Qi's angry look when he saw him for the first time.

Such a cold, frosty face, with an obvious sense of oppression.

Wei Qi felt perverted excitement, after all, Shi Que was angry for him, which may be rare in ten years, and at the same time, he was very irritable, and everyone who made Shi Que unhappy would die suddenly in a second.

All to die.

"What you say in private is your freedom of speech, and I have no right to interfere." Shi Yan said each word: "I have no morals and no skills, so I can only find a shameful place after losing the game. Pointing fingers at private affairs can only show that you are worthless."

"With those extra time and thoughts, it's better to think about how to win the game. Clubs are disbanded because of unsatisfactory results. Your current personal level is far from enough to support the operation of TPC. The professional league is not what you say you win. where you can win."

"You have lived for nearly 20 years, haven't you even learned how to reflect after failure? Didn't your parents teach you how to write the word 'respect'? Could it be that the way TPC coach asked you to vent your negative emotions in defeat is to insult the players of other teams ?”

"The anger of a loser is incompetence."

Shi Yan's words hit the nail on the head, and he poked at the pain point word by word. The faces of the TPC and the others turned livid, and they couldn't find anything to refute for a moment, and they fell into a disadvantage in an instant.

Wei Qi especially admired the demeanor of not saying a dirty word to persuade people to calm down with reasoning, and being speechless to the other side. He took a deep breath, swallowed back the mouthful of fragrance he had prepared, and said braggingly : "It's useless, do you hear me?"

The TPC top laner gritted his teeth, and said firmly: "Hehe, I thought you were so capable. What qualifications does a retired jungler have to point fingers in front of us? Who do you think you are?"

"No, do you think you are cheap? You are rushing to bring shame on yourself." Wei Qi suddenly sneered: "Time has played in the World Championship for three years, and the last time he was the top four in the world. When he won the World Championship, you His mother is still a little bastard with no hair yet, don’t you know who you are talking to? Your father and I unilaterally hang you ten times—”

"I guarantee that the next game will end within 10 minutes. If you have the ability to solo after the game, the loser will retire live. If you are a man, don't be cowardly? Dare you?"

The faces of several people in TPC were as ugly as eating x, and no one dared to answer Wei Qi's words.

Wei Qi's heads-up performance is comparable to Shi Yan's. These are the two ceilings that represent the peak level of personal operation in the entire professional league. Who wouldn't want to go solo with them?

Wei Qi was afraid that they would not be angry enough to kill them, so he added fuel to the fire and said, "It's okay for you to have a one-on-two."

"—No way, no way, no one really dares to fight one-on-two, right?"

In the TPC, the single eyelid twitched wildly, and his blood pressure soared to 180. He was about to say something when Shi Yan interrupted him just right at this moment, "The game is about to start. Let's go."

Then he took Wei Qi out of the bathroom, and the two walked side by side to the player passage outside.

Wei Qi asked him as he walked, "Did you hear what they just said?"

Shi Que shook his head, and replied softly: "I only heard a little bit, so I can probably guess what they said."

After a pause, Shi Que lowered his eyes and looked at him: "I thought you would fight them."

Wei Qi was stunned for a moment, and said: "I will grow up too, after all, I will be 20 years old this year."

"Didn't you tell me before that force can't solve the problem, you have to be calm and rational. I think so too—but if someone else does it first, that's another story."

"And I don't want to be suspended anymore, I still want to play games with you in the future."

Wei Qi rubbed his face: "The alliance said that if I violate discipline again, I will be kicked out."

Shi Yan touched his hair, and said calmly and warmly: "It's okay. You did a good job. Come on for the game."

Wei Qi said "hmm" and said, "I'll be right back to find you!"

Then quickly ran to the playing field.

Mianmian adjusted his mechanical equipment again before the game, and saw Wei Qi walking towards him with a murderous expression on his face.

Mianmian was taken aback: "What's wrong? You came back so angry after going to the bathroom? Did you step on an unknown yellow object?"

Wei Qi "squeaked" and sat on the gaming chair, and said succinctly, "Did you see the five people across from you?"

A few people from TPC also came to the player bench one by one. For some reason, the expressions on their faces were a bit indescribable, as if the little day lily was wilting.

"Ah?" Mianmian said, "What happened to you just now?"

Wei Qi put on the earphones and said calmly, "I'll kill them in a while."

The tone was so angry that Mian Mian gave him a surprised look.

——Wei Qi is actually a person who dares to admit his faults. He never thinks how perfect he is, and he also knows that he is full of flaws, so sometimes he just passes by when he hears others talking about him. He doesn’t have the same knowledge as them .

What can make him really angry can only be things that touch his back.

So far, this piece of "Inverse Scale" has only one name.

Da Hua, who was sandwiched between the two, said, "What's the matter? Those little brats from TPC provoked you?"

Wei Qi just sneered, cracking his hand bones: "Don't write my name upside down if they can't get out of the spring."

Dahua is serious: "Write it upside down, Zhishan inch...?"

Wei Qi: "..."

Mianmian touched her chin thoughtfully, almost guessing what happened just now.

In the hero selection stage, Starling asked them what style they want to play in this game, and Wei Qi said without thinking: "The early stage is fast, and the game ends in 10 minutes."

In this game, Wei Qi is playing LeBlanc, the witch of tricks, who is one of his commonly used mid laners.

LeBlanc has flexible displacement and extremely high spell damage. In the early stage, he was a hero who could follow the jungler and walk with rhythm.

AWG came up with a lineup of bulldozers. The three of Nakanosuke huddled together to clear the line and eat money. The wild area at home was given to Dahua to develop, and they went to fight the opposite wild area-this game was really suppressed by the players' personal strength. Sidu is not at a disadvantage in the slightest. Weiqi LeBlanc's economy is the highest in the game, and the killing book quickly fills up to 20 floors.

Looking at the picturesque screen interface, Wei Qi thought with some regret: It would be great if we could make an exclusive time mark.

At 6 and [-] minutes, Wei Qi showed his head on the sideline alone in the bottom lane. TPC saw his vision, and three people came to catch LeBlanc. In the end, Wei Qi made a show of his face by walking around in a flashy way, and was counter-killed by two , and chased a fake avatar, causing LeBlanc to run away in blood.

Current TPC head count: zero.

Live broadcast barrage:

[viik is crazy to kill hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha]

[viik: You three are surrounded by me! 】

[viik: I counter-killed, but I can still run! 】

[Is it really so silky? 】

This game of TPC is really too miserable. The rhythm of the early stage is completely broken. Before 10 minutes, the front tooth tower is almost gone, and the economic gap has been pulled to 8k. The commentary is a bit unbearable, "Look Looks like AWG veterans are merciless to novices! So far I haven’t seen any turnaround in the situation, AWG should kill the game 2-0!”

At 9 and [-] minutes, AWG pushed the three-way pawn line to the TPC crystal, and was about to create the record for the shortest time in the spring split——

The commentator said: "The line of soldiers goes in, and it's enough to push the crystal."

But for some reason, the live broadcast screen became a little quiet. AWG and the others didn't rush to tap the tower, but stood in front of the spring of TPC, watching the minions and cannons bombing the crystal bit by bit.

A second later, the opposite mid laner was revived.

In the next moment, Weiqi LeBlanc hit his face with a dash skill, fully maxing out a set of damage in a matter of seconds, and killed the opposing mid laner in the opposite spring with lightning speed.

No one can stop the trick enchantress!

The crystal shattered, the game was over, 48 minutes and [-] seconds.

This game mvp, AWG mid laner viik.

In the post-match interview session, Wei Qi was called by the staff to be interviewed.

Mynah grabbed him by the back collar and slipped him back, with a serious expression on his face: "Although I don't know what happened between you and the TPC players that made you so cruel, but this is the first time this year after all. An interview! You don’t want to be on the trending list either, do you?”

Wei Qi's black eyelashes lowered, and he smiled inexplicably: "Yes. I don't want to."

Wei Qi stuffed his hands into his pockets and walked up the steps to the interview platform step by step.

The hostess said: "Viik Happy New Year!"

Wei Qi said, "Happy Chinese New Year."

"This is the first game of AWG this year. We also saw that we won the game 2-0 with a huge advantage. Especially in the second game, LeBlanc's performance really made the opponent feel desperate. This is a good start. I hope it can bring good luck to AWG for a whole year—does viik have anything to say to his opponents and audience friends?"

Wei Qi took the microphone, his tone was a little cold, and he said: "Being a human being, you must have self-knowledge."

Then the purple-haired boy laughed again, showing a pair of pointed canine teeth, and bowed to the camera: "Long time no see! Happy old age to everyone!"

Barrage:

【Cute, miss the day! 】

The author has something to say: Ah, so sleepy!Tomorrow try to update as early as possible

thank you all! ! !

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