I am the leader of the anti-racism movement.

"It might have been possible before today, but it's impossible after today. Let's not even talk about whether WE will release the players or not; even if they do, we don't have any extra transfer fees right now." As a financial whiz, EDG has never had a surplus of money.

"However, you can take him along more often, since no one can predict what will happen in the future."

The factory manager glanced at Abu's expression; he seemed to have only mentioned it briefly. Without saying a word, the factory manager silently began to urge his warhorse on.

Considering the age and peak of an esports player, he definitely needs to find a player to inherit his mantle.

Since that's the case...

It seems that a decision has been made.

His gaze returned to the boy in front of the screen.

At this moment, Luo Fei was happily exchanging compliments with his teammates around him.

"As expected of M3's strongest top laner, Leg Bro is truly awesome."

"Oh, not at all, it's all thanks to Xiye's excellent mid-lane play. That Annie was absolutely amazing at one-shotting people."

"You flatter me. Actually, it was Zero who frequently helped me with vision control and ganks, otherwise I wouldn't have had such a big advantage."

"I don't deserve it, it's all thanks to the captain's excellent leadership. The other side didn't dare to come out and fight us at all."

It always feels weird to brag about yourself, but when the four of them brag about each other, it's fine.

Mystic, who couldn't understand Mandarin at all, looked at his four inexplicable teammates and had a big question mark in his mind.

Compared to the others, Mystic was arguably the one who played the least convincingly. The bot lane in Season 6 was truly brutal, a version with a long farming period and easy kills – essentially a weaker version of Season 9. Mystic just felt like he was farming minions, then it turned into pushing towers, and before he knew it, the game was over. He played like a mere utility player.

Overjoyed at their first victory, they were eager to leave and return to their team leader to claim their credit. But as soon as Luo Fei turned around, he saw the figure he had been longing for.

He was dressed in a smart suit, and his appearance seemed quite refined. His previously loose long hair was now tied into a ponytail and placed behind him, making him look more capable than he had a few days ago.

"You guys go back first, I'm going to the restroom." Luo Fei handed over all the peripherals he was carrying to Leg Bro, said goodbye, and prepared to leave.

"Keep an eye on the time, we have to go for an interview in a few minutes." Xi Ye called out hurriedly after seeing him rush off. In the end, all he could see was Luo Fei waving and disappearing from his sight.

the other side,

Zhou Jie, who had been busy all day, had just come out of the LCK commentary room.

She seemed a bit off today; she hadn't slept well last night, which caused her commentary to fall behind her partner's pace. It was the first time in her life she'd made such a bold move, and she was genuinely a little confused.

Although she is usually outspoken and foul-mouthed, and a skilled driver, it doesn't stop her from being a good girl.

Last night was still a bit beyond her capabilities.

Ok,

At least that's how she understood it.

Because of her boldness yesterday, the image of a man entered her mind for the first time, as if he were always around her, and she even felt that her mind was filled with his voice.

She thought she might be sick.

Even though there was no emotional foundation between them, I inexplicably had a special feeling for that jerk.

In a trance,

A familiar voice rang in my ears again.

"Hi, miss, wanna hook up? The six-dollar kind [funny]"

At this moment, Luo Fei circled around and leaned against the wall in front of her, striking a classic flirting pose.

As a man who is extremely conscious of his image, he always carries chewing gum in his pocket, and it proved to be of great use at this moment.

Ok?

Wait, did she just hear his voice again?

really,

I've really become obsessed.

She shook her head with a wry smile, and when she looked up, the man who had tormented her all night was now standing in front of her with a grin on his face.

"Snapped!"

The expected surprise did not arrive. One second Luo Fei was showing off, the next he was greeted by a huge script that was probably as thick as a 53-page book.

"Holy crap, it's just a photo, are you trying to assassinate me?" This guy was just trying to show off, and he got hit with a heavy blow. Who can withstand that?

"Hey! You really are?"

"Nonsense, if it wasn't real, was it cooked?" Luo Fei rubbed his face in pain. He felt that the world's will must be constantly targeting him, or that Sister Zhou's face was incompatible with his, so why did she always attack his face?

It's common sense not to hit someone in the face!

If he were disfigured, his Daniel Wu-like appearance wouldn't be able to provide readers with a perfect sense of immersion.

Wouldn't he lose a lot of spicy snacks, money, and razor blades?

It's a huge loss, okay?

"No, I thought you... Hey, how are you feeling now? Are you alright?" Without thinking too much, she put down her script and placed her hand on Luo Fei's face, touching it all over.

"Does it hurt here? How about here?"

As they drew closer, her body pressed ever closer to Luo Fei's. Looking at that exquisite face before him, Luo Fei felt the pain in his face vanish instantly.

Not to mention,

Putting aside abstract discussions, even without speaking, Sister Zhou's face is quite striking among female hosts.

At least for now,

He was captivated.

Smelling the faint fragrance emanating from Sister Zhou in front of him, and considering that they were still backstage and people might pass by at any time, Luo Fei just chuckled mischievously and quietly whispered in her ear.

"Hey girl, I got two MVPs today. You seem to owe me a gift."

At this moment, Sister Zhou was completely different from her later carefree self. Her fair and delicate face was flushed with a rosy glow.

Section 21, Chapter Twenty-One: I Will Always Love XXX

In an unknown studio, Luo Fei leaned against the wall with a pained expression.

This is fucking...

In other people's stories, the protagonist flirts with girls by striking up a conversation, making them blush, and then hooking them up easily. In some romance novels, whispering in someone's ear is the ultimate weapon.

Back in the day, this online dating guru could win over a girl thirteen times with just six yuan worth of spicy hot pot. Today, for him, Nicholas Zhao Si Aisin-Gioro Fei, winning over Sister Zhou's heart with a green arrow popsicle is a piece of cake.

Besides, if you don't give him some kind of favorability system or something to boost his favorability by ten or twenty points, it would be a disservice to his noble transmigrator status.

What's the result now?

In a sense, he did succeed; Sister Zhou seemed genuinely shy for about a second. Immediately afterwards, she was utterly crushed by a combination of relentless iron fist and righteous punches from her opponent, leaving her questioning her very existence.

The key is,

The punch was completely unpredictable, leaving him no way to defend himself. He could only clutch his stomach and watch helplessly as Sister Zhou ran away, silently taking all the blame.

Sure enough, Sister Zhou couldn't be considered a normal female creature, and he felt he needed to study her further.

He had never been hit by a woman other than the dean before in his entire life. This was the third time he had been hit this time.

He rubbed his stomach, trying his best to regain his composure for the interview. His gaze, however, remained fixed on the direction Zhou Jie had fled. As if remembering something, a wicked smile involuntarily crept onto his lips.

"Ah, an interesting woman."

Play around as you please, but don't joke about Sister Zhou. Oh, so that's how that phrase is used! I've learned something new.

For his own safety, Luo Fei thought he might have to go to the EDG club to learn Muay Thai or something, otherwise he wouldn't be able to live like this in the future.

Ten minutes later, Luo Fei and Xi Ye appeared on the live stream right on time for their first victory interview. Unfortunately, the interviewer wasn't the beautiful and elegant Yu Shuang, but rather someone else named "Undying Grip".

"Here it comes, here it comes."

"A level 8 junior from the Anti-Fighting Forum comes to pay his respects to the big boss of the Anti-Fighting Forum."

"Hey, Fei-chan is as energetic as ever."

"GKDGKD."

They have so much to learn about the new players on this veteran team.

After a brief opening and self-introduction, Dong Ge immediately took out his card and began asking questions to the two contestants in front of him.

Oh, right, there are two sets of table cards.

The first set of questions were all very common, and the answers were nothing more than official statements like: "I'm trying, I'll strive to improve, and I'll definitely do better next time."

But the other card for Luo Fei is quite interesting. With such a large following for a new player, it would be a disservice to the organizers if they didn't capitalize on it.

"Okay, thank you for your answer, xiye. I also have three questions for Killer."

"Okay." Although it was his first time on stage, the post-match interview was just facing the camera, so he really didn't understand what there was to be shy about.

As for the answers to the interview questions?

He knows this stuff well. It's just praising everyone except himself, right?

He's a professional simp.

"First question: What are your thoughts on getting a pentakill in the first game of the new season?"

"I don't really have any thoughts. It was all thanks to my teammates' good performance; it has nothing to do with me."

As soon as he finished speaking, he realized he might have said something wrong! Dong Ge and Wang Zai next to him stared at him in shock.

"??????"

"Have you heard what people are saying? What the hell is this 1v5? It's because your teammates played well."

"I've been a master of showing off for so many years with few rivals, but I never expected to stumble here."

"I have a feeling this is going to be a hit."

Countless bullet comments scrolled across the screen, their density completely overshadowing the image.

Undying Grip looked at the station chief with some confusion. How was he supposed to respond to this? "You're such a newbie, so arrogant. Aren't you afraid of getting your legs broken one day?" In the end, all he got in response was a helpless look.