What Mo Nian didn't know was that his unintentional actions helped him avoid a disaster.
After cleaning up his live broadcast room, Mo Nian re-opened the Peak Match match he had just canceled.
Buzz!
The matching time was very short, and Mo Nian quickly entered the BP interface.
"Report your location! Brothers!"
"I'm 2200! I'm playing jungle!"
"I'm 2100! My country serves Gongsunli, give me a way to grow!"
"I'll take my place!"
Listening to the voices in the voice, Mo Nian felt a little familiar and subconsciously looked up.
Xiaopang not far away has also just entered the BP interface.
No way?
Isn't this a little too coincidental?
Last time in qualifying, I bumped into Yaodao and Fly, and Jinyu is due to return. Now I bump into Xiaopang directly, right?
"Little Fatty, it's me, we crashed."
Mo Nian waved to Xiaopang and said.
"Ah? Holy shit? Isn't this a bit too coincidental?"
Xiaopang was also a little surprised, and then turned around and said, "Let's fight on the fourth floor. He and I are on the same team. I am Xiaopang of the Wolves team, and he is Mo Nian of the Wolves team."
"Okay, okay, then Fat Emperor, you can go jungle."
"I still believe in Fat King's jungle performance."
The other two people heard Xiaopang's very recognizable voice and agreed.
After all, Xiaopang's strength is indeed obvious to all, and everyone can rest assured when he plays jungle.
By the way, Mo Nian felt relieved as well.
"Brother on the third floor, why don't you say anything? Let's talk on the mic, buddy."
Xiaopang saw that several other people had turned on their microphones, but the third floor was still in a state of turning off their microphones, so he urged.
"What position do you play?"
"Yes, just tell me, I can fill in."
The remaining two teammates also urged.
"Uh... let me figure out how to grow. I'll play Gongsunli."
Under the warm greetings of the three people, the third floor turned on the mic and said reluctantly.
"ah?"
"That voice of yours?"
"It sounds familiar. Who are you?"
The three people, including Xiaopang, were stunned.
This weak male voice...
"It sounds so familiar!"
Mo Nian also frowned.
He couldn't remember who this person was for a while, but he was sure he had heard this voice.
I just don’t know where I heard it.
"Li Zhien!"
"This is Li Zhien!"
"I don't know anything else. This voice is rare. That voice is Li Zhien!"
"What a bad fate! Li Zhien actually ran into Xiaopang again!"
Before the person involved could react, the barrage started to climax one after another.
One is more excited than the other.
"Li Zhien? Who is it? This name seems to be the name of a female star next door, right?"
Mo Nian frowned, but still didn't react.
"No, buddy? Are you an indigenous person? Well, don't you know who you are?"
"As a man and an anchor, you don't know our grudge? This is your loss!"
"Is there a possibility that Mo Nian is not a man, so he doesn't know Enen?"
The barrage was coming, which made Mo Nian even more confused. He was sure that he had heard this name, but his mind was stuck for a while and he didn't remember it.
"male."
One of the teammates couldn't stand listening anymore and typed out one word.
"Oh! So it's him! You said that earlier and I remembered it!"
Seeing this word, Mo Nian suddenly felt like he was enlightened and remembered everything.
"I laughed so hard! I don't know who Li Zhien and Mo Nian are after talking for a long time. I'll know if I say he's a man!"
"For ten years, no one knew about the national service, but once it was known to the whole world, gay men are famous. It is indeed our kindness!"
"Mo Nian, this kid is really bad! He must know it, brothers must use the word "male" to remind him!"
"I'm so happy! Today's game was so fun. Xiaopang and Li Zhien collided, and Mo Nian, a pure fool, was really exciting!"
For a moment, the voice that was very lively just now fell into silence.
There was a smell of embarrassment in the air.
"Why aren't you talking?"
Mo Nian was the first to speak up and break the awkward atmosphere.
"In the peak competition, everyone should be more enthusiastic and turn on the microphone!"
As soon as Mo Nian said this, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
Although the embarrassment only lasted a few seconds, to them, it felt like years had passed.
"I want to play Miyamoto this time. If Zhao Huaizhen doesn't come out, I will play Miyamoto."
Xiaopang coughed slightly and said.
"Let me play Yixing!"
"I'll play with Zhang Fei!"
The other two teammates also scrambled to speak.
"I'll play Sun Ce. I feel like I haven't played for a while and I want to try it again."
Mo Nian also said.
"Then I'd better play Gongsunli."
Li Zhien finally got out of the awkward atmosphere just now and said calmly.
As everyone knows, he seemed calm at this time, but in fact he was shaking like chaff.
Today, he also turned on the camera to live broadcast. From the moment he heard Xiaopang's voice, he lowered his head and never raised it.
He buried his pretty and elegant face on the table.
He was afraid that the audience in the live broadcast room would find something unusual and laugh at him.
Soon the lineups of both sides have been selected.
Mo Nian: Sun Ce, Miyamoto Musashi, Yixing, Gongsun Li and Zhang Fei.
On the opposite side are: Old Master, Xiahou Dun, Shen Mengxi, Lu Ban No. 7 and Master Lu Ban.
Both sides' lineups have their own strengths.
"This time, Mo Nian, you may have to eat up some of your strings for me. I need to get to the mid-game quickly and then set the rhythm."
Xiaopang looked at the lineup and said.
Although his palace could restrain the opponent Xia Hou's blood recovery, it was too weak after all. In the later stage, Lu Ban and Shen Mengxi had life-saving equipment, plus a Lu Ban master.
He's just Miyamoto and he definitely can't do it.
So he wants to end the game in the mid-game.
"Of course. When we reach level 4 here, just let me know if you want to eat my line."
Mo Nian nodded and agreed without hesitation.
"Okay, let's work hard and try to end the game in the mid-term!"
Xiaopang moved his body and looked at Li Zhien's Gongsunli hero column, his eyes full of appraisal.
No matter what, he wanted to win this one.
"I don't think it's enough for me to feed you the troops on my own. In the middle, Brother Enn should also be able to feed you, right?"
Just when Xiaopang was stretching his body and getting ready to devote himself to the game, Mo Nian suddenly said something so coldly that he almost peeed in shock.
"Of course I have no problem! I, Yixing Zhonglu, am just a tool. As long as I can win, I can eat whatever I want!"
"What about En En? Can you do that?"
Then a passerby in the middle of the road also watched the excitement and took the initiative to ask Li Zhien.
Little Fatty: ( ゜ロ゜)」
Lee Ji-eun: ヽ（゜ロ゜；）ノ
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