It Would Be Great If I Could Be a Copywriter

After discussing the tactics with several anchor teammates, the final position allocation is: top laner Chuang, jungler Da Sima, mid laner Xiaoxiao, bottom laner Wang Jichao and Zhixun.

Although the distribution is not completely based on the positions that all members are good at, but for a competition of entertainment activities, everyone can just play casually and have fun, and naturally they don't care so much.

The next day, they hailed a taxi, and the two arrived at the destination, the Shanghai Sports Center, on time.

There is still some time before the opening, but even so, the entrance of the sports center is already crowded with people.

Instead of going in through the crowded main entrance, Su Chen watched the little girl take out her mobile phone and make a call, and then the two of them waited for a staff member who led them directly into the backstage through another aisle.

Having authority is awesome.

Coming to the backstage, this place is simply a gathering place for bigwigs. Su Chen saw all kinds of anchors, professional players, and former professional players sitting on the sofa playing with mobile phones, or communicating with each other. They were all invited to this event here.

People like PDD, Xiye, Old Thieves, Mala Xiangguo, or Vincent, Prodigal Ziyan, Zhou Shuyi, etc., are all invited to this event.

It's just that these have nothing to do with Su Chen and the others.

The opponents of the members of their second team do not exist professional players, at most there are some masters like thousand-point kings, otherwise it would be too lacking in fairness.

Along the corridor, he came to a room, where he saw the members of Maoya No. 2 team, who were the opponents of Fighting Shark No. 2 team this time.

They are all anchors of Maoya.

Sao Nan, Frog, and Sangui are chatting and laughing together. These three are the bottom lane combination and mid laner of Maoya Second Team this time.

Not far away, Du Ji and Gu Teyu were also sitting there, it seemed that they had just arrived not long ago.

After observing quietly for a while, Su Chen also understood that Maoya's strength this time is indeed much stronger than that of Dousha.

The jungler Furu Teba, the support frog, and the mid laner Wuhu Shen, these three are all veteran solo queue kings. At their peak, they even scored a thousand points. There must be nothing to say about their skills.

As for the other Sao Nan and Du Ji, they are also veterans who have been in the Platinum Bureau all year round, and they will never get anywhere.

Well, apart from the fact that the c emperor on the road may have a 50/50 split with the poisonous man, the other roads basically have no chance and are suppressed in all directions.

Of course, Su Xiaoxiao is a crazy knife, it's hard to say, but her hero pool is not very deep, only Syndra or Nicole can handle it, but Su Chen thinks about it, and it is estimated that Sangui on the opposite side is not good at using his signature. Miezhi holds the card, and with a weakness, he can make the little girl cry.

After greeting all the colleagues in the same circle, Su Chen left the lounge.

Anyway, all he had to do was to send Su Xiaoxiao over. As for the upcoming game, he wasn't going to play, so what's the point of him staying there any longer?

So after asking Su Xiaoxiao to cheer for the game, Su Chen left the backstage and went to the gate of the sports center to walk around, planning to go back to watch the game when the anchors made their debuts. Don't worry.

In order to prevent the audience with fighting sharks around the venue from recognizing him, he cleverly put on a peaked cap, making him look like a handsome ordinary passer-by.

On the other side, at the same time, the great writer Dan Zong at a certain point also came to the sports center.

Well, regardless of his identity as a great god, here, he is just a fan who came to watch the game.

After picking a bench with an extremely clean environment as a temporary landing point, Mr. Dan took out his phone, flipped through it boringly, and finally thought about it, and clicked on the vampire's chat page.

That guy might come too, right?

Hey, let's just ask him, maybe the two of them met here?

Although at that point in the afternoon the awards ceremony,

Sooner or later, I will be able to meet a real person, but Mr. Dan is still more curious about vampires now. If I can meet a real person now, that would be great.

Holding the mobile phone and preparing to type to the vampire, Dan Zong suddenly heard a very refreshing male voice from the side.

"Well, sorry, is there anyone here?"

Hearing the sound, President Dan raised his head and saw a young man with a very hearty smile. The peaked cap blocked half of his face, so he couldn't see his face clearly, but he could tell by his temperament alone that the other party's appearance could not be lowered.

Then looking at the trendy outfits and the standard male figure of 1.8 meters, Dan just wanted to shout loudly in his heart, "Let's explode now!".

Then, after Mr. Dan took a look, he became inexplicably familiar.

This good looks, this face shape, I always feel like I have seen it somewhere before.

Dan always took aim at the young man in front of him.

So familiar!

The more you look at it, the more familiar it is.

Emmm, could it be that a few days ago during the Ching Ming Festival, which distant relative did you meet?

No, no, no, there should not be such a handsome man among my distant relatives. If there is, it will definitely leave a deep impression on me.

And judging by his height, he was much taller than himself, so his genetics should be a lot worse, right? So it is too unreasonable.

Dan always thought wildly in his mind, but in fact only three seconds passed.

On the surface, he had already nodded and told the young man that there was no one here, so just sit down.

This is a resting place, and Mr. Dan doesn't care about sitting on the same bench with a passer-by before the game starts.

Furthermore, this bench was originally intended for two persons.

He lowered his peaked cap a little, and Su Chen sat down slowly. He now felt as if he was going to be recognized by the elder brother next to him - he just stared at himself for a few seconds just to ask a question, and he had realized a long time ago problem.

But this is already the resting place that Su Chen can find, the closest to the gate, and the least crowded. He doesn't want to go to other places anymore.

Want to ask why?

For example, the nearby benches in the rest area, or some restaurants on the street, Internet cafes, etc. are already full. There are too many people. Even on the way to here after he came out of the backstage, he has been blocked by no less than ten people. Fans recognized it.

Then I thought about going into an Internet cafe to find a place to hide for a while, but was recognized by the store's network administrator, who yelled that the breeder was in our Internet cafe or something, causing chaos in the Internet cafe, and he slipped out on the spot in fright.

Nima's is too scary.

and……

Mmp wears a peaked cap or something, it's not forced to use it at all.

Who knows how the eyes of these fans look like?

So now Su Chen is terrified, and he has to be careful with everything he says, just like the secret agents and Mission Impossible in those movies.

That's almost a whole spy camera hanging around your neck!

Alas, now he kind of understands how celebrities feel.

It was okay to be near home before, because there were not so many spectators in the e-sports circle, but it is different when it comes to the sports center today.

Ninety percent of the people gathered here came to watch the game, so naturally they knew every anchor.

After sitting down, Su Chen breathed a sigh of relief, straightened his peaked cap, and began to look at the old man who gave up his seat.

This old man looked to be in his early thirties, he was cleanly dressed, and his overall appearance was not bad.

But it's just... I don't know why... Su Chen always feels... the other party's hair... seems to be extraordinarily thin...

Obviously only in his early thirties.

emmm...

Is it an illusion?

Brother, is it possible that you are a web writer?

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