Jiao Yulin was stunned at first, and then he was so angry that he was close to going violent!

Can Nima talk well? What is the surname Jiao? Can't you call Lao Tzu by name? Yes?!

Jiao Yulin was so angry that his face turned the color of pig liver, and he even had the heart to immediately go to the Public Security Bureau to change his name! Why does my dad have the surname Jiao Bah Bah!!

Lao Tzu's name is Jiao Yulin! Jiao Yulin blushed and roared with a thick neck.

Yes, your surname is Jiao. Wang Yao said innocently. I'm not wrong.

Grass Mud Horse!!

Jiao Yulin couldn't wait to take the plate and buckle it on Wang Yao's head, and punch Wang Yao's innocent face full of it!!

Alright, alright.

Qin Guangnan saw that Jiao Yulin was not Wang Yao's enemy, so he hurriedly pointed to a flat-headed young man, opened the topic, and introduced, this is Lei Jun, the jungler in the team this time.

Wang Yao glanced at this flat-headed young man, who looked about twenty years old, and his facial features were ordinary, but he gave people a feeling of being capable.

Seeing Wang Yao looking at him, Lei Jun smiled slightly and said. I have 1 drill 2, please advise.

Wang Yao also nodded, politely.

This one is your partner. It is the greatest support for us, thank you!

Qin Guangnan pointed to a fat man with a black face, and said with deep meaning, Sun Quan is a master, the master of electricity 1 is segmented, and he is the runner-up ADC of the Hangzhou City League last year, and his strength is very good.

Wang Yao couldn't help but look at this black-faced fat man with some curiosity, after all, this was the person he wanted to assist.

But as soon as Wang Yao looked over, he saw this black-faced fat man? Kong Leng snorted, team leader, I have very high requirements for assistance, and not everyone can assist me.

Qin Guangnan was secretly happy in his heart and said. Wang Yao's strength is still very good, after all, he can play the number of the king who can win all, although I don't know what this means. But he should be the strongest among us, and it will be more than enough to assist you

In the second half of the sentence, Qin Guangnan bit very hard, intentionally or unintentionally.

The strongest is more than enough

These words immediately attracted Jiao Yulin's disdainful sneer, and the team leader. You may not know much about this game, everyone has a position that everyone is good at, and the number he plays seems to only be midlaner and jungler. Besides, hehe, who knows if there is water in it? This is an exaggeration. I think it's very likely that a senior actor will be invited to play it. Otherwise, can you win 87 games in a row?

Oh? Is that so? Qin Guangnan pretended to be surprised, and then had such an expression.

Hmph, that's not it. Taking a step back, he is at the level of a king in the mid lane and jungler, but his support may not be so powerful.

The black-faced fat Sun Quan said coldly, besides, the road is a line that needs to be cooperated very much, if he gets pitted, then I don't have to play.

This is true, the road combination not only needs a tacit understanding that does not need to say a word, but also needs to be similar in strength, otherwise it is easy to have a disjointed situation.

Reasonable. Wang Yao nodded approvingly.

Everyone was stunned.

What the hell is this kid doing? Can't he hear that people are targeting him, questioning him, and dissatisfied with him? Why did he still nod in agreement?

I think it's better to change people. Wang Yao said.

You still have self-knowledge. The black-faced fat man said lightly.

I didn't expect you to take care of the big picture. Jiao Yulin sneered, it's okay, if we win the championship, we will definitely not forget you.

Oh? Do you mean you quit? Qin Guangnan was silent, he felt that Wang Yao, this kid, would not be so knowledgeable about current affairs, which could be seen from the fact that he had not been able to take advantage of Wang Yao in several fights.

Sure enough, Wang Yao touched his chin, then pointed to Sun Quan, the black-faced fat child, and said, don't get me wrong, I mean to replace the ADC.

Wow!

As soon as Wang Yao's words came out, he immediately attracted a shocking discussion.

That's too much. I've never heard of an auxiliary feed for an ADC

yes, it's just too arrogant, with him playing that king number?

Isn't Sun Quan only half a step away from the king?

You're welcome, too.

There was a whisper in my ear.

As we all know, ADC and auxiliary are interdependent, but in most cases of passers-by, it is usually ADC that sprays the auxiliary with blood.

In other words, in most people's minds, the status of ADC in the team is much higher than that of support.

He has an assist, and he hasn't played yet, so why should he ask to replace the ADC? Who did he think of himself? Did he think he was Mata or Madlife?

It's crazy!

Seeing that everyone at this table was stunned, and the black-faced fat Sun Ziquan was also about to have a seizure with bruises on his forehead, Wang Yao hurriedly said, the difference in strength is too big, how to cooperate?

You mean you're definitely better than me? You're at a loss for helping me, aren't you? Sun Quan looked at Wang Yao viciously, his appearance was simply vicious.

No, let's not talk about the technical gap, I just think that before I started fighting, you questioned my ability, which shows that you have a deep prejudice against me. The road requires tacit cooperation and full trust, and you don't trust me so much, I can only suggest that you be replaced. Wang Yao said innocently.

So why not replace you? Sun Quan said coldly.

I didn't question you. Wang Yao still said slowly, I trust you very much, I am optimistic about you~

Sun Quan was stunned.

Yes, Wang Yao didn't say how he was at the beginning, but, as an ADC, of course, he wanted to Carry, but he didn't have a good assistant, how to Carry?

Coupled with the preconceived impressions of Wang Yao and his own personality problems that had been instilled by these people before, he questioned it.

In this way, he really feels a little bit of a loss.

Okay, okay, everyone, be kind. Qin Guangnan can only play a round as a peacemaker, and he secretly hates in his heart, why did Sun Quan suffer in the hands of this kid again?

Damn it! Is there no one who can restrain him?

Shijie, what do you think of Wang Yao's assistance? Qin Guangnan looked at Han Shijie, who was silent on the side.

Han Shijie is never afraid of this kid, right? And although Han Shijie is just twenty this year, he is definitely a veteran figure in the Hangzhou e-sports circle, he started playing Internet café competitions at the age of 15, and in five years, he has stood at the peak of Hangzhou e-sports, as the captain of the Phantom team, he is definitely a banner figure.

Han Shijie glanced at Wang Yao and said lightly, if his skills are as powerful as his mouth, there should be no problem.

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then they all nodded secretly in deep understanding. Regardless of whether Wang Yao is as powerful as the legend, at least this mouth is indeed outstanding.

When Wang Yao heard this evaluation, he smiled at Han Shijie, thank you, Mo Da.

Burst!

Han Shijie, who had just picked up the teacup and took a sip of water, couldn't hold back, and suddenly sprayed Qin Guangnan in the face, and glanced at Wang Yao with a strange expression.

Qin Guangnan hurriedly took a tissue, wiped his gloomy face, and glanced at Wang Yao viciously.

Song Ziqiang and the others were smiling, which made Qin Guangnan's face even more ugly.

Soon, a dazzling array of dishes came up.

The original purpose of this dinner was to celebrate the establishment of the team, and it was also to promote the friendship between the Hangzhou teams.

During the banquet, everyone began to discuss, from the battle for hegemony in Hangzhou, which will start soon, to the opponents that the team will face in Shanghai, some people began to analyze, and some people began to make suggestions

In general, the atmosphere is quite harmonious, and most people are gloating about Wang Yao, a guy who goes through the back door, from a mid-laner to an assistant.

Qin Guangnan's eyes rolled, he looked at Wang Yao, and suddenly asked, where did these friends come from?

Hey, I know, Song Ziqiang, the bastard in the second middle school before.

Suddenly, a guy who drank too much interjected, and said with a big tongue, and asked me to help me get points before, what rank? Gold seems to be!

Mixed society? Qin Guangnan pretended to be surprised, and said in a disdainful tone, Wang Yao, how can you have such a friend? I heard Han Zi laugh before and say that you have an underworld background, and I still don't believe it

Where can Song Ziqiang stand such ridicule?

If it was the usual, he would definitely copy the bricks and paste it, but now he knows that he can't, after all, Wang Yao is there, how can he not let Brother Yao not come to the stage, so he said with confidence, Lao Tzu is not mixed with society now! Lao Tzu opened a boosting studio!

Do you still have a studio? Booster brass?

The guy who was already seven or eight points drunk sneered, don't make trouble with the hadron, this joke is not funny. And, what is the future of the studio?

Most professional players look down on boosting, although they are not first- or second-tier professional players, and even if they have been, or are now, they are secretly playing lists, but they will definitely not say it on the surface.

No future? Song Ziqiang looked at the drunk cat and sneered, what's so great about your broken Internet café team? Lao Tzu now earns your salary for a year a month!

These words immediately touched the man's brow.

Can you brag about being able to make drafts? Just rely on your skills to level up? Also studio? Do you still pay me a year's salary?

How? You don't believe it? Ah Guang looked at the man with a gloomy expression, did he look down on us?

As he spoke, Ah Guang had already picked up the beer bottle on the table, with a fierce face.

To be honest, they have been holding back the fire since they came in, especially when they saw Brother Yao dealing with these people who were so hypocritical that they wanted to vomit.

In the past, they beat anyone who didn't like it; Whoever provokes them will be flattened.

But on this occasion, they can't make trouble for Brother Yao.

But since everyone has stepped on their faces, they have no reason to coax!

Wang Yao, tell your friend to calm down.

Qin Guangnan said, don't be so angry at every turn, although I don't know what the studio is, but you insiders must know.

Hey! How dare a bastard come here and pretend to be forced? Studio? Kind of fart? Lao Tzu's cousin was set for 5 million yesterday! Five million, can you earn that broken studio in your lifetime?

That's right, whether it's a black or a studio, it's actually not promising. By the way, my aunt made up her position yesterday and invested 20 million. Tsk, give him that studio ten lifetimes to see if he can earn it. Another chimed in.

These words immediately attracted a look of envy. Most of the people who work in the profession have an average family background, and some have a good family background, but there are very few. Like these two, it is indeed the rich second generation.

Qin Guangnan exclaimed, the two of them have extraordinary family backgrounds!

Generally speaking, we play professionally and casually. The man said modestly, but how hypocritical is this modesty.

Exercise! Song Ziqiang couldn't bear it anymore, this group of people pretended to fly up!

Seeing that Song Ziqiang was about to be unbearable, Wang Yao, who had been immersed in eating, pulled Song Ziqiang, signaled him to calm down, then glanced at the two of them, and said with a smile, My friends' studios are also making a small fuss, and they really can't be on the table.

Hmph, since you know that you can't get on the stage, you don't pretend to be forced here, and it's embarrassing.

That is, thinking that you can make a few bucks and walking sideways? Think that we are all hard to play professionally? I don't know how thick the sky is! I'm just a phone call away for a few bastards!

Wang Yao smiled, the two of them taught him a lesson, Qiangzi, sit, eat.

Seeing Wang Yao speak in such a low voice, the two of them felt a little fluttering.

Song Ziqiang was so anxious that he couldn't do it, and he couldn't wait to kill these two pretending grandsons alive, but because of Wang Yao, he really couldn't do it, so he could only stare at him anxiously.

Wang Yao was very calm, and then in front of everyone, he slowly took out his mobile phone, dialed a number, and after a few seconds, said, Dad, are you done eating? After eating, help me pull up the market in Shanghai, yes, I have two friends who speculate in stocks, and the money is invested, and they lose it