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

canteen.

An eerie atmosphere hung over the Snake Team members.

Although there were only six people sitting here having lunch, Song Wen and Wang Ke chose to sit at opposite ends of this long table, which could comfortably seat more than a dozen people at the same time.

He kept his head down, eating his rice, his left eye looking to the left at Song Wen, and his right eye looking to the right at Wang Ke.

Song Wen took a deep breath.

"Look at your mom! Your eyes are practically split open, you know that?"

Her face flushed instantly, and she lowered her head, not daring to look around anymore.

Saint Gun lowered his voice and asked Crystal:

"What's wrong with those two?"

Crystal shook his head: "I don't know, but when I got up I saw them playing duo queue. I guess Wang Ke tricked Song Wen."

"Crystal Bro," Wang Ke suddenly said while he was eating, "you spent the whole day duo-queuing with O-Emperor today."

Crystal's face immediately fell.

Then Wang Ke added:

"I can only play support."

Crystal looked utterly dejected.

As the saucy fan was enjoying her meal, she heard Wang Ke continue speaking:

"Sao Fen, you've been duo-queuing with Song Wen all day today. You're playing jungle, just farm, don't gank mid."

Song Wen was stunned for a moment.

"If you're not my brother, why are you being so petty, using this pink powder to get back at me?"

Wang Ke glanced at Song Wen and said with a sneer:

"If you call me 'brother' in private, I'll take that as flattery. But in front of others, please call me Coach Wang Ke."

Song Wen laughed in exasperation, pointing to his own nose and questioning:

"Me, sucking up to you? Who was it that begged me to carry them to the top rank last night?"

"You fucking have the nerve to mention that! Did you even reach it? I'm just asking if you did! If it weren't for you messing around like that, I would have already reached King rank and woken up from a nap!"

"How am I being reckless? A 4-1 split push, what's wrong with me holding off three people by myself? Aren't you supposed to be the strategist, the commander? Why don't you tell those idiot teammates to push towers and take the dragon!"

Wang Ke became even angrier when the matter was brought up.

"Fuck you!! You have the nerve to say that! Did you get into a flame war with someone and your account got banned, so you came here and started flaming me, and now I'm banned too! I'm banned, what the hell am I supposed to do to command people?!"

As soon as Zhu Kai entered, he heard Wang Ke and Song Wen's passionate exchange and quickly spoke up:

"We're all just ordinary folks, why ruin our relationship?"

"Get out!" x2.

Watching Zhu Kai roll out, Wang Ke looked at Song Wen and sneered twice.

"You just wait."

Looking at the sinister smile Wang Ke left behind before turning away, Song Wen suddenly felt a chill run down his spine.

An hour later, Song Wen received a notification on his phone.

The novel you've been following, "Rebirth: I Am the Six-Time Champion," has just released a new chapter...

Song Wen clicked on it.

Faced with Xiaoyu's advances, Wensong resolutely refused. He knew his life revolved around gaming; his dream was to become the world champion, and women would only hinder his swordplay. From the moment he began his professional gaming career, Wensong had made up his mind: he would dedicate everything to the league, he would live a solitary life, and he would practice his virginity to the fullest!

Snake Esports Club Base.

An enraged lion is roaring wildly!

"Wang Ke!!"

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Wang Ke's novel is about to reach a crucial moment.

His novel will be available for purchase in two days.

This has made Wang Ke very irritable lately.

Because he didn't have a single draft saved.

Normally, he would definitely update rapidly after the book is published, but four thousand words a day is already his current limit.

After all, writing novels isn't the only thing in his daily life.

As the club's analyst, he has a lot to deal with every day.

Reviewing matches, arranging practice matches, developing tactics, understanding the version, and so on...

During this period, he was under intense pressure. Sometimes he really envied Song Wen, who only needed to sleep for six hours every two days and was still full of energy.

What's bothering Wang Ke isn't just that his novel is about to be published.

The club's situation has not been particularly optimistic lately.

After defeating RNG and EDG, Snake Esports continued to demonstrate their "dark horse" qualities in subsequent matches, achieving a five-game winning streak in the league, completely escaping the risk of relegation and moving up to the middle of the standings.

However, in last week's match, Snake Esports' winning streak was ended by LGD, with Snake losing 1-2.

After the devastating defeat in S5, LGD's Wei Shen has lost all his fighting spirit, and Song Wen is able to gain an advantage against Wei Shen in the mid lane.

The key lies in the bottom lane.

O-Emperor keeps having these episodes!

In fact, even in the games they had won before, O-Emperor had made his share of mistakes, but Song Wen's skillful play and Wang Ke's tactics saved him from them.

However, as the competition progresses, both Song Wen's and Wang Ke's tactics will be studied by other teams.

Although Wang Ke, as a time traveler, does have some knowledge, some of it is not suitable for the current version, and some of it is meant to be used as a powerful move in the future. He can't just use all his hidden skills in a regular season game. It might feel good now, but who will he complain to when others figure it out later?

Therefore, Wang Ke can only put more effort into the draft phase to ensure that he has an advantage in the draft phase in each game.

Even with a lineup that gave them a 5,000-gold advantage, Snake still lost 0-2 to IG in yesterday's match.

At this moment, Wang Ke was staring at Emperor O with a gloomy expression.

He still has 10,000 words to write, but now he's wasting his time here with this good-for-nothing.

"I've told you so many times, the two Cs shouldn't stand together. Why do you keep making this mistake?"

Wang Ke looked at Song Wen, "Translate this."

Song Wen nodded:

"I've fucking told you hundreds of times, don't stand together, you two Cs! Can't you understand human language?!"

Emperor O glanced at Song Wen, then at Wang Ke, and spoke in broken Chinese:

"Coach, could you please find another translator?"

Wang Ke said expressionlessly, "His words are my words."

O-Emperor's face flushed red.

These two Chinese are in cahoots, working together in the same boat. Do they really think the people of South Korea are easy to bully?

"What the hell kind of look is that?"

A baseball bat appeared in Song Wen's hand without him even realizing it.

O-Emperor's lips curled into a bright smile as he nodded repeatedly.

"Mmm, I'll definitely be more careful next time."

After driving away Emperor O, Wang Ke sighed.

"You also have a problem; you really need to change your head-on habits."

Song Wen, lying on the sofa, said helplessly:

"Bro, can't you comfort me a little? I used to never lose a single game, but last week I lost a small game and yesterday I lost the big game. To be honest, it's really a blow to me."

Upon hearing Song Wen's words, Wang Ke said disdainfully:

"Are you kidding me? What did you say the other day—'So this is what failure feels like? It's so exhilarating!' Wasn't that you?"

Song Wen said with a grin:

"Now I can understand why those domineering CEOs don't like the rich and beautiful second female lead, but always prefer the short, fat and ugly female lead. It's like eating too much meat and then eating some vegetables, or winning too much and then losing a couple of times. It really feels different, huh?"

"Still laughing?" Wang Ke was genuinely frustrated. He had been worried that Song Wen, who had never lost a game, wouldn't be able to handle the blow, but it turned out the kid was completely carefree. "If we keep losing, we won't even make the playoffs!"

Wang Ke's words finally made Song Wen stop laughing. He sat up straight and said with a serious expression:

"Actually, do you know what our team's biggest problem is right now? We don't have a good commander, which is why we always run into all sorts of problems in the mid-to-late game."

Song Wen stared at Wang Ke and couldn't help but curse.

"When the hell are you going to go on stage?!"