I'm a platinum-level author, so what if I play professionally?

LeBlanc secured a double kill, and then Snake team took the dragon.

Letme, who was in the top lane, wanted to take the opportunity to push the lane, but he found that Sejuani was already waiting under the tower at some point.

The crocodile then stayed in the bottom lane, while the bottom lane duo recalled to base to replenish their supplies and then switched to the top lane.

After a team fight, they not only secured two kills and the dragon, but also didn't waste a single minion wave resource.

Snakes' offensive attack left Miller and Wawa in the commentary booth completely stunned.

These LPL teams nowadays still emphasize laning, team fighting, and individual skill. Where have you ever seen such smooth offense and defense transitions?

"Wow! Snake's 4-man gank on the bottom lane was really something!"

Miller watched the replay and couldn't help but sigh.

"You see, when Sejuani ganked top, her real intention was already elsewhere. The entire Snake team was actually shifting towards the bottom! This gank wasn't about killing you, it was about forcing out your Teleport! And the moment Letme used his Teleport, Flandre's team moved immediately, without even a second's hesitation, and the Teleport in the bottom lane lit up! This was a coordinated attack!"

The doll nodded and said:

"And the key point is to look at Snake's actions after this team fight. LeBlanc went back to mid lane to farm, the bot lane duo helped take the dragon, while Renekton directly farmed in the bot lane to make up for the loss of the TP support. At the same time, the bot lane duo, who were out of health, immediately switched to the top lane after taking the dragon, and Sejuani blocked the wave of minions in the top lane!"

"This is the most outrageous part!" Miller's tone was a mix of excitement and amusement. "Sophie is helping to block the minion wave! Have you ever seen anything like this?! Today's Sophie is definitely not normal! There's something really wrong with her!"

"Or rather, the entire Snake team today is completely different from usual! Their play is so well-designed! I feel like this is definitely the work of the Snake team's new coach, White! This guy is really something; I think I should pay more attention to him from now on!"

In the live stream room, the comments section was buzzing with activity.

[Snake Esports came prepared this time; RNG seemed caught off guard.]

Okay, okay, so black is the political figure and white is the strategist, right?

"Defying the heavens, the Black and White Duo say so."

[The moment I saw that white guy, I felt he was sly and not a good person.]

I think Black is even more of a scumbag. What's the point of counting kills in the public chat?

Stop arguing! Stop arguing! Don't distinguish between black and white animals; they're all animals.

[Go, puppy!!]

Snakes' rest room.

Wang Ke was watching the live stream on his phone.

The main purpose is to capture some bullet comments in my spare time, adding to the story of my novel.

To his utter surprise, the two commentators somehow managed to provoke a conflict right under his nose.

It's one thing to insult Song Wen, that kid is indeed arrogant and rude, what does it have to do with the gentle and refined Wang Ke?

Now things are really messed up. The trolls in the live stream are directly hurling insults at him and Song Wen together.

I should never have listened to Song Wen's advice and chosen such a generic ID.

Wang Ke still remembers what Song Wen said to him back then—

"Why don't you choose an ID similar to mine? That way, when I win the World Championship and become famous, you can get some of the credit too, right?"

Looking back now, that wasn't sticking to the light at all! It was sticking to poop!

These netizens are ridiculous. He's already calling himself "white," isn't that a way of cutting ties with Song Wen's "black"?

White, it means white! Wang Ke is clean!

What? You mean there's another one called White, whose ass is on its mouth and it smells like shit as soon as it opens its mouth, and it's the kind of long, complicated sentence where it sprays diarrhea nonstop?

Oh no, Wang Ke really knows how to write long and difficult sentences!

Wang Ke closed the live stream and opened Qidian.com.

At this point in the match, there's really no need to pay too much attention anymore; the game is most likely already won.

After all, if UZI is subjected to this level of intense military training, he will start feeding the enemy team.

He now wants to check the comments section of his novel.

Hmph, those readers, who were just questioning him, this is the most satisfying episode ever!

Wang Ke opened his novel, flipped directly to the last page, and started reading the chapter reviews.

Holy crap! Snake team actually ganked at level two!

Here it comes!

The most classic face-slapping plot!

[Brothers, let's run. The author is sofm.]

No wonder SofM played jungle so strangely today; it turns out it was to match the novel he was writing, right?

[It's confirmed! No wonder the writing in this novel is so bad; it makes sense since it was written by a Vietnamese author.]

Indeed, it's hard to believe this writing style was written by a Chinese person.

【You're so sexy, you pinky!】

[RNG guys, go report this on Weibo! SoFen leaked the team's tactics before the match by writing a novel.]

Upon seeing the last comment, Wang Ke immediately activated the ultimate technique of silence—the Silence Technique.

If this gets reported to the club, what will happen?

That slutty fan is so pitiful!

After thinking it over, Wang Ke still felt that the ban on using the ultimate technique shouldn't be used casually, as it was too unethical. So he canceled the ban and quietly deleted the comment.

To Wang Ke's surprise, just two minutes later, when he refreshed the page again, he saw that the guy had posted another chapter comment!

[This author deleted my comment? You're just a slut, aren't you?]

Isn't he a buddy?! Why are you staring at my comment?!

To avoid causing unnecessary trouble, Wang Ke began to explain.

[The author is not SofM; they deleted the comment because they were worried about affecting the club. This is to prove the author isn't a SofM fan—SofM fans are idiots.]

[Haha, just kidding, bro. I know you're not a fan of Sao. The real Sao fans are still up there playing the game, why would they delete comments?]

Wang Ke was stunned for a moment when he saw the readers' replies.

Holy crap! I've been outsmarted!

The readers of my novel are all fucking geniuses!

But the thought of being shown up by the readers made Wang Ke feel a little resentful, so he replied below.

[Actually, I'm Zz1tai, and I'm currently playing with a pink phone.]

Wang Ke interacted with his fellow book lovers for a while before finally putting down his phone, satisfied.

If Song Wen's dream is to win the world championship, then Wang Ke's dream might not be so grand.

He knew he was just an ordinary person; becoming a global champion was simply wishful thinking. He'd stick to writing novels; he didn't have high expectations—500,000 average daily subscriptions would be enough.

Wang Ke's previous novels had consistently flopped, and the book review section was deserted, with hardly any active readers.

This time, Wang Ke gained a considerable number of readers, although most of them were critics, which still gave him a lot of motivation.

On the screen in the lounge, Song Wen's angry roar of dissatisfaction came through.

"You fucking jerk! You try hitting that head! What kind of jungler are you, hitting heads like that! You beast!"

"That feels good. Just one more head to go. Brothers, I still owe Big Brother a plane. Remember to let me take Uzi's head when we go up the high ground."

Seeing Song Wen type the number 8 into the public chat, Wang Ke couldn't help but sigh, "This is just too...exciting!"

Wang Ke thought about it and decided that he should find some time to start a live stream himself.

I'll issue a clarification later and distance myself from Song Wen first.