On October 16th, in the second game between SKT and AHQ from eight to four, Faker learned the lesson of fighting with Mika, the female version of Ximen Ye. In the parallel world, he suffered two single kill deaths at the hands of Ximen. In this world, Faker was It was reduced to one time, and in the end it was still very easy to take away the opponent three to zero.
Another day passes, the seventeenth.
Mika will be on the commentary desk for the first time.
Due to the time difference, the afternoon match in Paris starts at 8pm in Tokyo.
Starting from five o'clock, netizens from all over the world began to enter the Japanese live broadcast room. The room that originally had only two thousand viewers at the peak of its popularity actually had over a thousand viewers without even starting the broadcast. Languages from all over the world were mixed on the screen. The audience was anxiously and curiously waiting for Meixia's appearance. The chat bar was filled with languages from all over the world.
Momotani Mika herself didn't pay much attention to this live broadcast. After dinner, she opened the League of Legends client as usual to score points, hoping to advance to Diamond in one fell swoop before going to the commentary desk.
In comparison, her sister Risa cares much more.
After all, she was the one who begged her sister to explain. If Mixia made a fool of herself on stage, it seemed that she herself would also bear a lot of joint responsibility.
"Oh Niejiang! The commentary is coming soon, why don't you hurry up and prepare! Since you all know that you can't commentate, you should make sufficient preparations before the game!" the younger sister urged in the ear.
In the past few days after returning from the World Championships, this sister seemed to have become more and more obsessed with her. She would get into her bedroom as soon as she came back from school every day. Although the relationship between the two was very good before, such close contact, especially She still had to be distracted talking to her sister while playing games, which was a bit overwhelming.
"..." Mixia stared at the screen without answering.
"I know, Oh Nie-chan, you are nervous, right, so you can only play games to relieve your emotions!" Seeing Mixia's speechless face, Risa guessed with her hands on her hips.
"No, I'm not nervous."
Although from the past life to the present, Mixia has always been the type to sit in the back row and applaud, not to mention the live broadcast of games, and even the class artistic performances. Except for the games she played in the past six months, the scene with the largest audience in her life was the on-stage report in the university's public classroom. She really wasn't nervous at all.
Anyway, I am not a commentator. The chairman also bluntly said that it is okay to be a vase. In addition, I have seen the lower limit of female commentators in LPL in the previous life. A commentator like Yi Yijie and Shui Longjie can be on the hosting stage. In comparison Next, as her first guest commentator on stage, if she doesn’t say anything wrong, it’s considered a victory!
"Okay!" Risa thought that Mixia was duplicitous, but she did not expose it. Instead, she took her mobile phone to search for information about the two teams and read it in the room.
"FNC, this year's European LCS spring and summer double champions, MSI mid-season finals semi-finals, top laner huni...adc player rekkles, wow, this adc is very handsome."
"Edg team, um, from the Chinese LPL division, champion of the spring split, semi-finals of the summer split, but actually won the mid-season finals! Both teams are very good! The top laner..."
Momotani Mika endured the harassment of her sister's sweet voice and tried to concentrate on operating the hero.
After reading the team information that Mi Xia already knew by heart, he didn't stop.
"The two teams have already gotten to know each other, what else needs to be prepared? By the way, to be a host, you need to have decent and beautiful clothes!"
"The guest commentator is not a public relations girl, so just wear normal clothes. Besides, I don't have many clothes in my wardrobe." Mixia replied distractedly.
"I'll go take a look!" Lisa opened the cabinet in the corner.
When Meixia's soul traveled over, the original owner had just graduated from high school a few days ago, and her soul from another world happily accepted the change of identity, and at the same time did not reject women's clothing, but after all, it was a male soul and had no habit of spending energy and financial resources on buying women's clothing.
So apart from the dfm team uniforms, the only items left in the cabinet were the original owner’s old clothes from his student days.
"This one won't work, and this one won't work either... Why are all Ou Nie-chan's clothes from middle school! If you wear them like this on the commentary stage, you'll definitely be mistaken for a high school student who hasn't graduated yet!" Risa picked.
This is not better! This is what makes the audience happy!
As the former Guo Nan, Meixia knows exactly what the audience thinks.
Of course I wouldn't say this, "Don't worry, the video broadcast by ljl cannot be very clear due to network bandwidth limitations, and most of the time it is placed in the game, so the audience cannot pay attention to what I am wearing."
The few games Risa watched on her phone were indeed like this, and she was doubtful about it. She rummaged around to find some clothes for Mixia that finally looked more mature.
"Let's go shopping for clothes together next weekend!" she then said.
"Yeah." Mixia agreed casually.
She played very anxiously in the promotion match. Her teammates, junglers and supports, were all trying to slow her down. Even though her own assassin hero, LeBlanc, got more than ten kills, she was unable to lead the team to victory.
Defeat!
Red text appears on the screen.
He suffered defeat for the first time in a long time.
Look at the display bar on the right again. Two ticks and one cross are one victory away from advancing to the diamond. Looking at the time, it is less than two hours before the game. It will take about half an hour to continue playing a game - about an hour by subway, with running in between. Should be in time to catch the game.
But thinking about the chirping sister beside me.
Meixia decisively decided to leave immediately.
"Ahem, I'm going to change clothes. Can you go out first?" She picked up the clothes her sister put on the bed and turned around.
"What does it have to do with it?" Risa was puzzled, and then asked with a smile, "Well, after I went out to play game competitions for half a year, I didn't want to change clothes in front of my sister. Is there any secret?"
"Okay, whatever you want!" Mixia sighed in her heart. Although she inherited the body and memory of the original owner, her soul is different after all. Even if the relationship between the sisters can remain the same as that of her predecessor, she still can't eliminate the strangeness, guilt and feeling of strangeness towards her sister deep in her heart. Feelings of shame during intimate encounters.
I turned around and put on my clothes skillfully. The clothes from a few years ago still fit me perfectly. Only the skirt that originally stuck to my ankles now barely covered my calves. Looking in the mirror, I saw a white sweater and a long skirt embroidered with yellow flowers. The style is indeed relatively mature among all her clothes, but combined with the innocent and childish face and the almost unnoticeable bumps on her chest covered by the sweater, she still feels like a high school student trying to pretend to be mature.
"Haha, you can still wear the clothes you wore two years ago, Ouze-chan, you haven't grown at all in these years!" Lisa's laughter sounded behind her.
"Don't laugh, Risa, you will have the same fate as me in the future. This is a curse engraved on DNA." Mixia counterattacked lightly, "Don't think that the extra glass of milk you drink every morning can change anything. You We must believe in science and give up the struggle as soon as possible.”
