LOL: I am invincible above bronze

Chapter 112
Seeing Qi Wubei's inscrutable appearance, the factory manager's curiosity was indeed hooked, so he took the initiative to approach Qiwu North Road.

"You said."

"When can you book us a training match for SKT?"

Factory Manager: .
I have all my fucking pants off, and you're just telling me this?For a moment, the factory manager wanted to throw Qi Wubei from the car.

Seeing that the factory manager turned his dead fish eyes and ignored him, Qi Wubei continued while the iron was hot.

"It's okay, we can pay for the hard work."

Factory Manager: .
What a god damn hard work, the factory manager looks annoyed when talking about this matter, KT's mid laner has a good relationship with him, and this player's status in the team is quite high, otherwise the factory manager can't help Qi Wu NATO to KT.

Although it was paid for hard work, but it's an appointment, isn't it?
For the factory manager, this matter was originally a trivial matter, but when KT's mid laner called him at two o'clock in the morning, he realized that this matter was unusual.

After being complained by the KT mid laner, the factory manager was furious. Even the donkeys of the production team would not dare to do this.

Starting at [-] o'clock in the evening and ending at [-] o'clock in the morning, it is a full eight hours. If you add the training time in the afternoon and KT's own training time, the entire KT team will be tossed for more than ten hours a day. No wonder the other party would call and complain to him.

Seeing that the factory manager still ignored him, Qi Wubei continued to increase his voice.

"It's okay, don't worry, just feel free to make an appointment with me, as long as the other person dares to ask, we will dare to give it to you, money is not a problem."

Factory Manager: .
"About your uncle, get out of here."

Qi Wubei:
"If you don't make an appointment, you won't make an appointment. Why are you still scolding people?"

"Shut up, if you push me again, not only will you scold you, I will fuck you, believe it or not?"

"I do not believe."

Factory Manager: .
"I'm so... little brat."

Qi Wubei followed EDG's bus into the arena smoothly, and then waved goodbye to EDG and others. Amidst the director's scolding, Qi Wubei left the EDG team.

On the way, Qi Wubei called the official again and asked about the specific whereabouts. After getting the answer, Qi Wubei hurried to the backstage.

After a while, Qi Wubei caught up with the EDG team again, and the factory manager turned around and glared at Qi Wubei.

"What are you going to do?"

Seeing the factory manager's bad attitude, Qi Wubei raised his chin and eyes above the roof, and walked past the factory manager silently. He had already thought about how to connotate the factory manager when he explained the competition.

Factory Manager: .
If it weren't for the game later, he really wanted to tell Qi Wubei the truth on the spot.

Qi Wubei walked into the backstage, and the first thing he passed was the lounge of the professional team, and the commentator's lounge was the one who walked behind. When Qi Wubei passed by the IG lounge, he hesitated for a moment and knocked on the door.

Gao Zhenning, who is also his friend and apprentice, is in the lounge, and Qi Wubei should go in anyway to encourage him.

When there was a sound of entering in the room, Qi Wubei pushed the door open and walked in. Gao Zhenning was the first to catch his eyes. The height of this guy was outstanding in the entire IG team. In the past, there was a Theshy who could compete with him , Later theshy was dug into YM by him, and this guy's body is dominated by the IG family.

After seeing that it was Qi Wubei who came, Gao Zhenning was obviously overjoyed.

"Why are you here? To watch the game?"

Qi Wubei shook his head.

"No, come to be your commentator today."

Gao Zhenning came up and punched Qi Wubei.

"You kid is doing well now."

"It's not big or small, it's called foster father."

Gao Zhenning:
After exchanging pleasantries with Gao Zhenning, Qi Wubei turned his head to say hello to Rookie, who was a little baby fat, and then the big-headed baby Jack Lawu.

Just when Qi Wubei was about to continue the greeting in an orderly manner, he accidentally caught a glimpse of a loafing figure sitting on the sofa, wearing an IG team uniform, looking at him with a smile on his face.

Qi Wubei's chrysanthemum tightened, and obediently stepped forward to say hello.

"Hello, principal."

Regardless of the fact that the headmaster is the son of the richest man, he alone has pushed the entire e-sports industry forward a big step forward, allowing professional players to move from a situation where food and clothing cannot be guaranteed to moving into Big Villa, with a decent salary, deserves the respect of all professional players.

Moreover, Qi Wubei is still a member of Panda Live, and the principal is also one of his bosses.

The principal smiled and waved to Qi Wubei.

"Come here to play?"

Qi Wubei nodded like a chicken pecking rice, and the principal asked bluntly.

"Do you want to come to my IG next season?"

Qi Wubei's scalp was numb again. When he went to IG to abduct tehshy last time, he bumped into the headmaster. The headmaster had already asked him the same question. How did he get away with it?

Well, Qi Wubei couldn't remember what he said in the panic, and now the principal asked Qi Wubei again and could only bite the bullet.

"I can't decide this matter, you have to ask the prostitute teacher for advice."

Qi Wubei's answer is full of loopholes. He is the person the principal wants to trade. Don't say whether the prostitute agrees or disagrees. Qi Wubei's own wishes are very important.

If Qi Wubei is willing, his transfer to IG is almost inseparable. If Qi Wubei is unwilling, it is useless even if the prostitute teacher nods.

Frankly speaking, Qi Wubei doesn't want to go to IG, or even to any LPL team. Although he can't say what he says in YM now, he still has a lot of promises. The whore master still cares about his opinion. .

He knows the trend of the League of Legends in the next few years, and the more outstanding players in it will definitely have a lot to do in YM.

Going to IG don't talk about seven or eight trips, it is estimated that there is no trip, the principal doesn't say, just a prodigal Su Xiaonuo, he is not allowed to dictate in IG, other teams are not far behind IG.

In the past, even if Qi Wubei had the right to speak, he would not have the right to speak in YM. As the old saying goes, it is better to make chicken heads than cocktails, and YM's chicken is not far from Huafeng.

For two or three years at the most, Qi Wubei dare not say that YM can become a dynasty like SKT. Winning the World Championship requires both strength and luck, but he can guarantee that YM must be the top professional team in the LPL.

Of course the principal knew that Qi Wubei was perfunctory, but he was not angry. He was very optimistic about Qi Wubei, and he also liked this cheerful young man, but with his identity and status, he would not threaten a young boy Incentives, the headmaster still has this pattern.

It is impossible for a big boss to make unscrupulous noise in the crowd. After saying hello, Qi Wubei really broke away.

After walking out of the IG lounge, Qi Wubei couldn't help reaching out to touch the sweat that didn't exist on his forehead, and at the same time he held a grudge against Gao Zhenning in his heart.

Oh shit!

Knowing that the principal is still here, he still won't play tricks on himself, and just watch himself fall into the tiger's mouth, right?When it's time for the competition, you can be like the factory manager, don't show any flaws or make mistakes, otherwise I will definitely make you two bruised.

Qi Wubei walked all the way to the innermost part of the backstage, and only after walking all the way to the end did he see a room with the words commentary lounge hanging on the door.

Qi Wubei reached out to knock on the door, and there was a sound of entering inside, Qi Wubei pushed the door open, and a large group of people looked at him immediately, there were only two people he knew, not too familiar, one was Yu Shuang, One is Guan Zeyuan, who looks like he's going to be a light bulb today.

Seeing that it was Qi Wubei who came, Yu Shuang, who was still sitting in front of the dressing table, got up, greeted Qi Wubei, and introduced someone to Qi Wubei.

He knew Guan Zeyuan, and Yu Shuang didn't need to introduce him. Among the other group, three were makeup artists, one was a dressmaker, and the rest, a middle-aged beautiful woman and a bearded man, were all official leaders.

Under Yu Shuang's recommendation, Qi Wubei came forward to shake hands and say hello one by one. His performance was very decent, and Yu Shuang rolled his eyes straight when he saw it.

The middle-aged beautiful woman said to Qi Wubei.

"Xiao Qi, you should touch up your makeup and change your clothes first, and you will be on stage later."

Qi Wubei nodded, obediently found a dressing table that was empty and sat on it, making a gesture of letting the makeup artist fiddle with it.

He doesn't resist makeup, but he doesn't like it either. His most extravagant cosmetic is even facial cleanser, and he uses it very rarely.

The most irritating thing is that his skin is fair and tender, and he doesn't have any acne. It doesn't look like the skin that a professional player who needs to stay up all year round should have.

For this reason, Weishen, who is full of pimples, is not less depressed. In Weishen's own words, even if he shaves his hair, he can't understand why Qi Wubei's face can be as clean as blemishes?
The young lady who was in charge of putting on makeup with Qi Wubei looked at Qi Wubei's face for a long time, but didn't do anything, just stared at Qi Wubei.

Looking at it, Qi Wubei's heart trembled for a while, and Qi Wubei was not confident anymore. He once wondered if he was disfigured by Weishen when he was sleeping last night.

Just when Qi Wubei was about to ask aloud, the younger sister suddenly blushed, and Qi Wubei was speechless for a while, why did he play self-conquer?
"Your face and skin are very good, and you don't need to touch up your makeup very much. How about this, I'll give you a haircut and trim your eyebrows."

Seeing that Qi Wubei noticed his strangeness, the makeup artist lady hurriedly said.

Qi Wubei nodded. He didn't have any profound insights in this regard, and he must listen to the advice of professionals.

Yu Shuang, who had finished her preparations a long time ago, came to the edge of Qiwubei at some point, looked at the delicate skin on Qiwubei's face, and couldn't help poking her hand, "It's really good."

Qi Wubei was taken aback by Yu Shuang's unexpected move, and then slapped Yu Shuang's hand off angrily.

"What are you doing, just say what you say and watch, don't touch your hands, be careful, I will sue you for being a wretched man."

Yu Shuang rolled her eyes directly to the sky when she heard this.

"Don't be ignorant, it's your honor for sister to touch you."

"I bother."

Qi Wubei pretended not to disgust me, Yu Shuang made a gesture to hit me, Qi Wubei hurriedly begged for mercy, and behind them stood a fierce looking Guan Zeyuan.

"Hey, seriously, why is your skin so good? Do you have any maintenance tips?"

Qi Wubei thought about it seriously.

"Really, I didn't do anything that was good for my skin, and I didn't do anything that was bad for my skin. Are you angry?"

Qi Wubei looked back at Yu Shuang, and said in a tone that deserved to be beaten.

Yu Shuang looked at her face through the mirror, she looked more dewy than Qi Wubei, but she knew that it was the effect of concealer powder.

The makeup lady snapped Qi Wubei's head back, and reprimanded him.

"Speak as you speak, don't move your head."

Qi Wubei:
The make-up artist's strength is so frightening that he almost turned his head off. In order to prevent the make-up artist lady from turning her head off, Qi Wubei didn't move any more.

The makeup artist was sculpting his eyebrows and drying his hair, while Yu Shuang was explaining to him some precautions on the commentary stage.

The two sides finished work almost at the same time, Qi Wubei didn't have so much trouble in styling, and in the words of a makeup artist, he has a good foundation.

There are not so many rules on the commentary stage. What to say and what not to say are all up to the commentator himself. No matter how many official regulations there are, they can't stop a person who wants to die.

After finishing the styling, the costumer brought another suit to Qi Wubei and asked him to change into the casual clothes on his body. Qi Wubei took the suit handed over by the costumer and turned into the dressing room. Five minutes later, walked out again.

Yu Shuang's eyes lit up, as did the eyes of several staff members, including the two official leaders. It has to be said that Qi Wubei has a good skin.

Before being picked up, Qi Wubei had beautiful eyebrows, sunny and cheerful, and dressed in casual clothes, he was very close to him.

After being picked up, Qi Wubei has sword eyebrows, star eyes, a straight nose, thin lips, and good skin. With a height of 1.7 meters and a moderate weight, the suit on his body is completely stretched.

The whole person has a new look, giving people a feeling of... a beast in clothes.

Yes, it's not a domineering president, but a beast in clothes. It looks very bad and bad, and it can instantly remind people of the word scumbag, but it is really handsome, and there is an urge to let him be a scumbag once. Yu Shuang's true thoughts.

The audience estimated that the only person who disliked Qi Wubei was Guan Zeyuan, who was a little sour. How could Qi Wubei have a nearly perfect skin.

This is an e-sports competition, you look so handsome and hairy?

You are so handsome, what the hell are you going to debut, what kind of e-sports are you playing?

"Perfect."

The official leader of the middle-aged beautiful young woman slapped her palms in praise, and at the same time had an idea in her heart that professional players like Qi Wubei, who are skilled and skinny, deserve to be cultivated by the official.

"Thank you."

Qi Wubei was very gifted, and the middle-aged beautiful woman nodded and said.

"It's almost time, you guys go on stage and go to the hot spot."

Hearing this, the three walked out of the lounge and walked towards the stage.

Guan Zeyuan walked in the front, Yu Shuang walked in the middle, Qi Wubei hung in the back, and the three walked to the commentary platform together.

When Guan Zeyuan, who was walking in the front, came into view of the audience, there was a patter of applause from the audience, and when Yu Shuang came out, the applause was even louder.

When Qi Wu goes north.
(End of this chapter)