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

Song Wen stared intently at the five WE players pushing towards the base.

In this game, his Zed exerted enough pressure in the mid lane, even managing a solo kill against Xiye, forcing Xiye's Orianna to rush Zhonya's Hourglass as his first item.

Subsequently, he began to frequently roam and support his teammates, thus setting the pace of the game.

Twenty minutes into the game, Snake Team's economy was even five thousand ahead.

However, Ohq started having frequent lapses in judgment, either getting lost in the jungle or getting caught in lane.

This disrupted Snake's rhythm and allowed WE's bot laner Mystic's Kog'Maw to fully develop.

At first, Song Wen was able to suppress Kog'Maw's performance in team fights, but as Mystic chose to get Quicksilver Sash as his third item, coupled with Lulu's support, it became extremely difficult for Song Wen to engage.

Song Wen glanced at his battle record.

8-0.

They didn't die even once, but they're going to lose the match.

He glanced at his skills again.

In that disastrous team fight just now, I used my Flash and ultimate, and they are both on cooldown now.

How can he stop WE's five-man push?

At this moment, the live stream chat was filled with sarcastic and mocking comments.

Congratulations to WE!

[Haha, O Emperor is a complete traitor! That's hilarious!]

[He's probably so angry his mouth is crooked.]

[How arrogant! Why don't you stop being so arrogant?]

I admit I have some skill in criticizing others, but I can't judge the skill level of my teammates.

Losing 8-0 is just unbelievable.

[This is a stupid criticism; all they care about is protecting their own KDA. What's the point of an 8-0 score?]

In the commentary booth, Guan Zeyuan couldn't help but sigh.

"In this game, I think Black's performance was actually quite good. But that's how League of Legends is; it's a five-player game. Compared to WE, Snake Esports' overall strength and their handling of the mid-to-late game did expose many problems."

Rita looked at Zed standing in front of the tusk tower and couldn't help but say:

"Now that only Black is left, the outcome of this match is no longer in doubt. After a winning streak, Snake seems to be facing difficulties again."

Hearing Rita's words, Guan Zeyuan nodded and analyzed:

"Yes, because other teams will definitely study you. To be honest, Snake's biggest weakness right now is in team coordination and the bottom lane. Looking at the recent matches, you'll find that in the games Snake lost, they were often able to gain an advantage in the early game, but in the mid to late game, they always inexplicably got turned around."

"Today's game was exactly the same as the previous ones. They used their advantage in the mid lane to set the pace in the early and mid-game, but in the late game, their ADC would inexplicably give up a few kills and hand over their advantage. If Snake can't find a way to change this, I think the upcoming games will be even more difficult for them."

At this point, WE had already begun to build its bulwark.

Zed, who had no skills, did not choose to retreat.

"Black! He found Xiye in the crowd! He knew Xiye didn't have Zhonya's Hourglass this time! My god! Zed's damage was too high, he instantly killed Xiye!!"

"But this way, Zed couldn't escape either! In the end, Black didn't choose to preserve his 0-death record; he chose to die standing!!"

"boom!"

Amidst a cacophony of cheers and boos, Snake's base was reduced to dust!

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Snakes' rest room.

Zhu Kai and Zuo Wu were clearly still in shock.

Zuo Wu looked at Wang Ke with a puzzled expression and slowly uttered a single word.

"you?"

"Am I not good enough?"

Wang Ke simply countered with a question.

It was only then that Zuo Wu remembered that Wang Ke hadn't initially come for the position of analyst or coach.

Zuo Wu was still somewhat hesitant, but Zhu Kai noticed that Wang Ke had given him a look.

After a brief moment of stunned silence, Zhu Kai finally came to his senses.

If Wang Ke plays in the game, wouldn't his precarious head coach title be saved?!

"I think it's a good idea!"

Zhu Kai's resolute words drew Zuo Wu's attention.

"Wang Ke has been playing ranked games a lot lately. I think he reached Challenger rank in solo queue, and he also practiced with Crystal a few times before."

Wang Ke gave Zhu Kai a satisfied look.

So there's a reason why some people can become championship coaches.

Surely no one really thinks Zhu Kai only orders takeout, right?

He's also good at deceiving people.

The team's competition arrangements were originally the responsibility of Wang Ke and Zhu Kai. Now that the two of them had made their decisions, Zuo Wu naturally wouldn't say anything more.

"But the problem is, you..."

Wang Ke knew what Zuo Wu was about to say and interrupted him directly:

"Don't worry, White, the free agent, successfully registered as a Snake player three days ago."

The match on stage had ended, and the Snake team members returned to their rest area.

The team suffered another defeat, which dampened the morale of the Snake team members.

Even Song Wen became somewhat taciturn.

Wang Ke knew that such a defeat would be a huge blow to Song Wen.

Even though I labeled Song Wen with an optimistic label when I created him, no matter how optimistic a person is, they can't stand being dragged down by a useless person like Emperor O every day.

Wang Ke clapped his hands, attracting everyone's attention.

With only fifteen minutes for the halftime break, they had to make the most of it to review the game and discuss strategies for the next match.

"Everyone performed well in this round."

Wang Ke's first words made the Snake Team members raise their heads in confusion.

You should know that in the past, it was Zhu Kai who said these kinds of things.

So even Wang Ke, faced with the team reaching this point, can only resort to motivational platitudes?

"Mid and top laners, keep up the good work. I'll give you an aggressive jungler next game, SofM."

Wang Ke looked at Crystal Bro.

"Crystal, you're going to have to put up with some tough times in the next game. You'll probably have to be the one shouldering the pressure in the bottom lane most of the time."

Crystal was stunned for a moment when he heard Wang Ke's words.

This sentence contains no obscure characters or grammatical errors, and it is spoken in Chinese. So why can't he understand it when it's put together?

He's a support player, and you expect him to tank all the pressure in the bottom lane by himself?!

Song Wen looked at Wang Ke and couldn't help but feel a little impatient.

Although the two reached an agreement in private, they should give Coach Wang Ke face when outsiders are around and not question him to his face.

But now, he really has to ask the question.

"No, Wang Ke, you can talk, but why are you doing calisthenics at the same time?!"

Wang Ke raised his hand and bent over, doing the fourth section of the ninth set of broadcast gymnastics, the side bending exercise.

Upon hearing Song Wen's question, Wang Ke calmly replied:

"Because the head coach is warming up."