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"Hello, are there any disposable shower gels here?"

At the St. Paul Hotel, the front desk lady listened to the translation coming from her mobile phone and looked doubtfully at the nervous man wearing glasses and a mask in front of her.

She took out a package of shower gel from the counter and placed it on the table.

The man wanted to reach out for it, but she held the shower gel under her hand.

The two looked at each other.

"You..." the front desk lady hissed, her tone raised a lot, "You've asked me for shower gel ten times today, what on earth are you doing?"

The man took out his cell phone and listened, and his face turned red visibly.

Faker looked very embarrassed when he was recognized, and said awkwardly:

"I have to do laundry."

"Sir, you can go to the third floor to wash your clothes. There is a self-service washing machine there."

faker fell silent.

Seeing that he didn't speak, the lady at the front desk refused to give him the shower gel. Faker could only bite the bullet and said:

"That washing machine... costs money."

Hearing Faker's words, the front desk lady's eyes, nose, and mouth wrinkled up.

This is a five-star hotel, but the person in front of me actually came to her and asked for shower gel ten times because she was unwilling to pay the laundry fee.

Naturally, she would not wonder if the person in front of her had no money.

It's just that she has never seen such a stingy person in her whole life, which makes her a little scared.

Seeing that the other party was still holding on to the shower gel and unwilling to let go, Brother Li became a little anxious. He didn't know what to do for a moment. Just when he was about to leave, a magnetic voice sounded beside him.

"Hey Katie! What's going on?"

The front desk lady's face became visibly brighter under Brother Li's gaze.

"Oh! Mr. Song Wen, nothing's wrong, it's just that this guest... has some strange requests..."

Brother Li was stunned for a moment and turned his head.

Just saw a slender neck.

Because he was too close, he raised his head slightly and could see the face of Song Wen, who was 1.8 meters tall.

The man was looking at himself with a smile.

Brother Li subconsciously took two steps back.

This big devil in the game is obviously not that comfortable in dealing with people and things in real life.

Song Wen looked at the shower gel on the table, smiled and joked:

"Does he want to ask you to get shower gel to wash clothes?"

Katie's eyes widened with disbelief on her face.

"Wow! How did you know?"

Brother Li also widened his eyes, obviously unable to understand.

Under the gaze of the two people, Song Wen directly reached out and took the shower gel and handed it into Brother Li's hand.

"Katie, you may not know my Japanese friend. In Japan, clothes must be washed by hand when going out. This is their custom, otherwise you may get bad luck. I'm causing you trouble. ,Excuse me."

Hearing Song Wen's words, Katie was surprised, and then said to Brother Li apologetically:

"Sorry guest, you should have told me earlier. Don't worry, I will personally ask the room service department to send you a box of shower gel later."

The development of things left Brother Li in a state of confusion.

His brain can switch screens three times a second when playing games. The graphics card configuration is indeed very high, but the CPU does not seem to be very good and is somewhat burned.

Song Wen smiled and put his arm around Brother Li's shoulder, as if they were very close acquaintances, and left arm in arm.

Bar on the second floor.

Brother Li put his legs together, put his hands on his legs, and sat in his position like a good baby. From time to time, he curiously looked at the flashing lights and the dancing girls on the dance floor.

He only glanced at the girl and then stopped looking.

For Lee Sang Hyuk, this was one of the few times he went into a bar.

He didn't like the noisy environment of the bar, nor did he like drinking. He had gone there once or twice with his teammates, but later found that it was not as interesting as ranking at the base, so he never went there again.

This time when he came to the bar...he didn't know why he got in. He felt like he was kidnapped.

The young man in front of him was obviously younger than him. In Korea, he had to be called brother, but for some reason, looking at Song Wen, Brother Li felt as if he was his younger brother.

Recalling the scene at the front desk of the hotel just now, Brother Li felt a little envious of Song Wen again.

This person indeed has a maturity and sophistication that is completely different from those of e-sports players. Even the lady at the front desk has such a good relationship with him.

Moreover, Brother Li also keenly noticed that the lady named Katie had been secretly rubbing her thigh while chatting with Song Wen.

He didn't pay attention on purpose, but his years of professional training allowed him to always have such a sharp vision.

He even struggled to get a pack of shower gel, but as soon as Song Wen came forward, everyone could give him the shower gel, let alone the shower gel.

No wonder Eun Jung also looks at him differently...

Thinking of this, Brother Li felt a little lonely.

Song Wen handed a drink to Brother Li and said:

"Drink?"

He has no ill intentions toward Brother Li.

As long as Brother Li doesn't talk harshly with him, that's fine.

Brother Li looked at the liquid in the cup and shook his head.

"I do not drink."

Song Wen frowned, stood up and waved.

"Hey! Paul! Turn off the music, I need a quieter environment!"

The white man standing on the other side of the bar made an OK gesture, and the whole bar fell silent instantly, leaving only the soft saxophone playing to accompany the dancing girls.

There are only two people in the bar, Song Wen and Brother Li, and there are no other customers at all.

Song Wen took out his cell phone and pointed at it, asking Brother Li to say it again. The environment was too noisy just now, and the cell phone obviously did not receive any sound.

Brother Li's English only knows some simple OK, yes, and I don't know if he knows fuck, oyeah. Anyway, it is impossible to communicate as smoothly as he and Eunjing did.

"I do not drink."

Brother Li repeated it again.

Song Wen smiled, picked up the cup in front of Brother Li and shook it, causing bubbles to appear.

"This is Coke," he said, shaking his cup again, "This is Coke, too."

Because of Enjing's incident, Brother Li was obviously wary of Song Wen. He did not pick up the drink, but hesitated and said:

"Player black, what can you do?"

"I'm just sitting here because I have nothing to do. What's the matter with you?"

Hearing Song Wen's rhetorical question, Li Sang Hyuk originally wanted to say that he was indeed busy and had to go back to wash clothes, otherwise the air conditioner in the room might not be able to dry the clothes tomorrow.

But after thinking about it, he swallowed the words back in his stomach.

After all, Song Wen had just helped him out, so he said:

"Thank you for saying I'm Japanese just now."

Song Wen almost spit out the coke from his nose when he took a sip. He shook his hand in embarrassment and quickly wiped his mouth.

"Sorry, I didn't mean it. When people live in Bengbu, they usually live in Bengbu."

Lee Sang Hyuk picked up the Coke on the table and took a sip, trying to resolve the embarrassment.

He shook the cup, and the ice cubes inside clinked.

"Is the Coke in the bar expensive?"

"It's indeed very expensive," Song Wen nodded, "Thirty one cup, two cups is sixty."

Brother Li opened his mouth, full of surprise.

Apparently thirty-one cups of Coke was a bit beyond his understanding of spending money.

So he decided to drink a few more sips to avoid wasting it.

Song Wen was half-slumped on the sofa, not speaking, not even looking at Brother Li, but smiling at the dancing girl in the center of the stage.

Time passed by, and Lee Sang Hyuk was a little restless, but he was too embarrassed to drink someone else's 30 yuan Coke and leave, so he decided to take the initiative to find a topic.

"Well, by the way, you weren't with Eunjing tonight..."

Lee Sang Hyuk paused mid-sentence. He didn't mean to say this at all, but for some reason, the word "Enjing" came out of his mouth.

Song Wen turned around and waved his hand.

"You mean what I said before about having an appointment with Eunjing tonight? We have already made an appointment."

Li Sang Hyuk was stunned: "Is the appointment over?"

"Yes," Song Wen tilted his head, "It's an interview, otherwise what do you think it is?"

Li Sang Hyuk's face suddenly turned red.

Yes, where have you thought about it?

Seeing Lee Sang Hyuk's embarrassment, Song Wen couldn't help but joked:

"What's wrong, aren't you allergic to Coke? I thought I was a genius, but you're allergic to it too?"

Li Sang Hyuk couldn't understand what Song Wen was talking about, so he thought about it and said again:

"Thank you for last night..." He paused again. He couldn't hold back any words for a long time, so he could only bite the bullet and continue, "protected Eun Jing."

Although Lee Sang Hyuk felt uncomfortable seeing Eun Jung sleeping on Song Wen's shoulder all night, he was extremely impressed by Song Wen's ability to let Eun Jing sleep on Song Wen's shoulder all night.

After all, Eun Jung gave all the room keys to Song Wen at that time.

Seeing Brother Li open his mouth and be quiet, Song Wen joked with a smile:

"Brother Li, tell the truth, do you like Eunjing?"

Li Sang Hyuk's face turned red and he looked so charming.

"It's all rumors from outside."

"Look, you are so stubborn."

Faced with Song Wen's accusation, Lee Sang Hyuk was a little embarrassed.

Didn't he just start to be arrogant? Why did he become arrogant again?

"If you like it, just like it. If you don't like it, don't like it. As a man, you need to be more confident and speak your love boldly. Besides, we are both good buddies. Why are you so open-minded?"

Lee Sang Hyuk had some doubts about whether there was something wrong with the translation on his mobile phone.

Something is definitely wrong.

Otherwise, how can anyone come up and say "good buddies" to someone I didn't even know before?

He was silent for a while and then asked:

"Then do you like Eunjing?"

"I don't like it."

"If you don't like it, why did you drink with her and let her..."

"Look, it's urgent."

Li Sang Hyuk was choked back by Song Wen's words. He coughed twice and took another sip of Coke.

He was silent for a moment and then said:

"You are different from any e-sports player I have ever seen."

"That's for sure," Song Wen nodded without humility, "I swept the floor with a plate and poured cement on the construction site. I must have more social experience than you."

Li Sang Hyuk thought for a while and suddenly said:

"How can I be like you... and be able to communicate happily with others?"

It's not just for Eun Jung.

In fact, Lee Sang Hyuk's life is very simple, even simple and boring.

Coupled with his personality, he has no particularly close friends at all.

Even teammates who have worked together for many years often go their separate ways after parting ways.

He is like a genius who lives in his own world, is stubborn and not understood, and is unwilling to take the initiative to communicate with others.

Of course, he also has some intentional elements, and he likes to pretend to be aloof.

He is a bit arrogant, and he is actually not as calm and calm as he looks on the outside. He is even a bit of a midfielder, otherwise he would not have done somersaults on the stage of the finals.

Song Wen was a little surprised when he heard Li Sang Hyuk's words.

"You want to learn, how about I teach you?"

"I'm just curious."

"Look, you are so stubborn."

"..."

Song Wen thought for a while and asked:

"Do you have an appointment for a training match during the day tomorrow?"

Lee Sang Hyuk shook his head.

During such competitions, in order to maintain player status, each team will arrange training matches with each other.

But currently MSI is still in the group stage and has to play two games in one day. Obviously there is no need to schedule any training matches, and there will be a lot of free time during the day.

Seeing that Brother Li was free, Song Wen tentatively said:

"How about you live broadcast with me tomorrow morning?"

Lee Sang Hyuk thought for a while and said, "I usually do live broadcasts."

"What kind of live broadcast are you talking about? A screen-cutting game? I'm not talking about playing games, but outdoor live broadcasts."

"Live broadcast outdoors?"

"That's right," Song Wen looked at Li Sang Hyuk and asked, "You have been in Brazil for so long, haven't you been out yet?"

Brother Li was silent again.

"If you don't mind, let's go out for a walk tomorrow, then start a live broadcast and interact with netizens. If you want to learn to communicate with others, you must first communicate with others. Do you understand what I mean, Xianghe."

Li Sang Hyuk thought for a while and nodded slowly.

Song Wen stood up and stretched.

"Okay, let's do this for today. We'll meet in front of the hotel at eight o'clock tomorrow morning!"

After saying that, Song Wen walked away, looking a little hasty.

Li Sang Hyuk originally wanted to go with Song Wen, but as soon as he stood up, Song Wen had already reached the door of the bar. When he turned around, no one could be seen.

"Why are you so anxious?"

He muttered and was about to leave when he saw Paul, whom Song Wen called just now, walking over with a smile.

"Sir, two Cokes, sixty."

——

7:50 a.m. St. Paul time.

5:50 pm domestic time.

In Song Wen's live broadcast room, the popularity has skyrocketed like never before, even though the screen still displays [The anchor has not started broadcasting yet, let's go ahead with the exciting videos~]

【Urgent, urgent, urgent! Why hasn't it started airing yet? ! 】

[Did Heide go fishing on purpose? 】

【Start broadcasting soon! I feel like there are ants crawling on me! 】

【It’s not okay to travel in black! 】

[When there is no Brother Li later, I will send special products to the Snakes Club! 】

The first time netizens in China woke up today, they all saw an explosive Weibo post.

snake丶black：

"Hello dear fans and friends, at 6 pm domestic time, I will start a live broadcast on a certain fish. On behalf of myself, I will gank Lee Sang Hyuk offline and invite fans and friends to witness it together!"

For a time, Weibo's server was almost paralyzed.

# Song Wen offline ganked Lee Sang Hyuk #

# Song Wen practiced Sanda #

# I was sentenced to several years for beating someone abroad #

Various hot search terms were refreshed on the hot search list in turn, and their popularity continued throughout the day.

And as the time gets closer and closer, the heat is getting higher and higher.

The Han filial sons were extremely worried about Brother Li's life and safety, so they rushed directly to the Snake Team's official account and threatened - If you beat me, Brother Li, I will burn down your door.

Seeing that the Snakes were unmoved, Han Xiaozi began to harass the SKT club again.

At the beginning, he tried to persuade him with good words, and spent a lot of money to make long-distance calls. The calls lasted for an hour, listing Song Wen's various evil deeds, and asking the SKT club to restrict Brother Li's actions and not let Brother Li and Song Wen collude.

After not receiving a clear reply, fans became angry and felt that they were talking and analyzing the pros and cons, but the SKT club did nothing. They did not value or cherish Brother Li, and SKT did not deserve to have the best player in the world. Brother Li.

So the tadpoles directly blocked SKT’s official account.

[Without faker, who are you SKT? Now you are starting to disrespect the players. What does your club do for food?】

[To be honest, SKT is really disgusting. They just took advantage of Brother Li’s friendly character and his strength. Which club wouldn’t rush to get it? But Brother Li still chooses to stay with your SKT, but what about you? You can't even protect the players! 】

[If you can't protect Brother Li, let him go. Really, don't delay Brother Li. 】

[SKT go away now, it makes me sick when I see it. I hope Brother Li will transfer after MSI, don’t come to LPL, and just build his own team! 】

After posting on SKT's Weibo, a group of fanatical fans still felt uneasy about their hatred, so they directly hung up the ladder and rushed to the Internet.

In South Korea, the fact that Faker will live broadcast with Song Wen has naturally been brewing for a long time.

But before the Bangzi netizens could exert their strength, they discovered why the other side seemed to be even more anxious?

The sticks couldn't react for a while.

Because they couldn't figure out why the netizens on the opposite side rushed to the Korean Open and external networks to scold the players in their own region.

For a moment, the sticks were completely incapacitated.

You say just keep scolding, you seem to have insufficient firepower compared to your opponent.

Some Korean netizens even acted as peacemakers and tried to persuade them.

[SKT probably has their own ideas, so you don’t need to be so excited. 】

[Isn’t black a player from your division? I can't understand...Are you here to cheat? 】

[It must be a cross-dressing...otherwise this would be too scary. 】

[Although I am also a fan of Faker, I think this is a bit too scary. 】

There has been a commotion on the Internet, but the instigator far away in Sao Paulo is leisurely slumped on the sofa in the lobby, waiting for his heroine to appear today.

Until eight o'clock, Song Wen didn't see any change in the numbers on the elevator, and he became a little confused.

"SKT won't really put pressure on Brother Li, right?"

Just as he was thinking about it, he saw Brother Li running out of the corridor panting.

"Sorry, the elevator is under maintenance, I can only walk down."

Song Wen was stunned.

If he remembered correctly, the floor where Brother Li and the others lived seemed to be on the 33rd floor?