Chapter 183: The No. 1 Divine Turtle in the Country, You Bring Shame to the Divine Dragon. (Overly Daily)

People's Hospital of Rio de Janeiro.

Song Wen was wearing a hat and a mask, and was going through the discharge procedures.

Even though he had been in the hospital for two days, both the nurses and his attending physician were still looking at him with admiration.

Attending physician George looked at Song Wen and couldn't help but admire him:

"You are the most tenacious young man I have met in my more than ten years of medical practice. Your willpower is like the indestructible steel wall, and your lofty ambitions are like the eagle of the Pampas!"

The nurse next to him nodded and responded:

"You are really great! You let me see, China, No. 1!"

George was obviously a bit chatty and was still chattering.

"But you can't hold your poop like this anymore. It can easily lead to gastrointestinal disorders and irreversible damage. You still have to poop when you need to. Don't let yourself down."

Song Wen signed and smiled at the translator next to him:

"What are these Brazilian old men mumbling about?"

The translator was puzzled: "They speak English, don't you understand English?"

"No," Song Wen shook his head, "I don't understand English, just like I don't know that there is no People's Hospital in Rio de Janeiro."

Zhizhi, who accompanied Song Wen out of the hospital, carefully held Song Wen's hand and walked out of the hospital together.

"Brother Wen, be careful."

Song Wen coughed lightly and said with emotion:

"My stomach cramps make me very satisfied. You are indeed my reliable teammates now."

Hearing Song Wen's words, Zhizhi smiled.

"Brother Wen, you are being too formal. You can't tell others about you..."

"Okay, no need to say more. We are brothers in our hearts!"

Song Wen interrupted the gesture seriously, and suddenly remembered something, and said in shock:

"I'm not here, so Uzi didn't steal our trophy!"

--

The plane drew an arc on the blue planet, and landed smoothly in the midst of countless people's anxiety.

Song Wen just walked out of the passage with the team, and suddenly heard a sharp female voice from the airport.

"Ahhhhhh! Black! Wenwen! Sisters, Wenwen is here! Come here!"

Accompanied by a pig-killing howl, a torrent of people rushed towards Song Wen and his group.

Song Wen hadn't reacted yet, thinking that it was a star who was on the same flight with them, and subconsciously looked back.

"Wenwen? What star is Wenwen?"

The Snake team, including the staff, immediately surrounded Song Wen in a circle. Zizi couldn't help but complain:

"Brother Wen, what are you pretending to be? These are all your mom fans!"

Song Wen was stunned when he heard Zizi's words.

"What mom fans? I'm a 1.8-meter-tall sunny man. How can I have mom fans?"

"You don't know how many female fans you touched by winning the championship despite being ill. How come there are no mom fans?"

Brother Shuijing also had a face full of gloating: "Brother Wen has made the female fans overflow with maternal love."

Looking at the female fans rushing in, Song Wen's face rarely showed a panic expression.

This MSI victory dealt a heavy blow to Song Wen's black fan career, and attracted countless fans.

Especially female fans.

The photo of Song Wen standing on the stage with a pale face holding the cup has become a magical picture on the little red mouse.

Keyword: broken feeling.

This directly made the female fans overflow with maternal love, and they all became mom fans.

"Wenwen! You must take good care of yourself! Did you hear me!"

"Wenwen, if you don't treat yourself well, I will really be angry!"

"Wenwen! The game is not important, the body is the first! Woohoo!"

"I don't allow you to joke about your body! Otherwise, we will be so distressed!"

Song Wen could only lower his head and move forward in the midst of the "care". He glanced at an old acquaintance from the corner of his eye.

White clothes and long hair.

Isn't this the Mingkai fan who squatted under the street light every night to gank him!

Looking at the enthusiastic female fans, Zizi on the side was envious.

"When will I have so many female fans?"

Hearing Zizi's words, Shuijing wanted to laugh.

"You can have so many female black fans, and now Song Wen's fans are basically your black fans."

Zizi was stunned and puzzled: "Why?"

"They said that it was because you were too bad, so Brother Wen had to play with an injury and replace you."

Zizi widened his eyes and was about to speak when he heard a female fan shouting.

"Stupid Zzitai! Stay away from our Wenwen!"

"Wenwen, I won't let you play with Zzitai anymore!"

"Zzitai is the one who corrupted our Wenwen!!!"

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Welcome by fans, the Snake team finally returned to the Snake base.

Zhu Kai stood in front of the door, his head held high, with a demeanor of one man standing against ten thousand men, fulfilling his duties as a bodyguard conscientiously and never letting any fan go.

When the group came to the training room, Song Wen directly slumped into the sofa and sighed.

He really didn't expect that winning the MSI championship would attract so many fans.

And they were all female fans.

But this is also a good thing.

Now that he is in the limelight, the black fans will naturally not jump out to make trouble.

But it will take some time before he believes that his black fans will explode.

After all, he has so many terrible female fans.

Especially these mother fans, they are the most valuable resources.

Do you understand the value of one fan against ten black fans?

He glanced around and asked curiously:

"Where is Zzitai?"

"He went to pack his luggage," said Crystal, "He was crying while packing his luggage. He said he wanted to go home and have a good rest for a while."

Tabe also looked at Song Wen and asked:

"By the way, Wen, what are your plans during the off-season?"

MSI is over, and there is still a month before the start of the summer season.

During this time, the club will naturally give the players a holiday to have a good rest.

The players will naturally go back to their own homes and find their own mothers, and will not stay in the club.

But Tabe's question quickly made everyone think of one thing.

Song Wen seemed to have no home to return to.

Crystal was silent.

He thought of how after they won the MSI championship, everyone excitedly called home and shared their joy with their parents and friends.

Only Song Wen did not.

He has no family.

"I don't have any special plans. I'll just stay in the club and live stream when I'm free. It's only a month anyway."

As soon as Song Wen finished speaking, Zhu Kai pushed the door open.

"Brother Wen, I won't go home either. I'll stay in the club to feed you during this time."

Song Wen was stunned for a moment: "You're a fucking idiot!"

Brother Shuijing thought about it and said, "I won't go back to Brother Wen either."

"Me too."

"Me too."

Seeing everyone express their opinions, Song Wen was angry and anxious.

"Get out! I finally don't have to sneak around to play glue. Can you please stop being an eyesore!"

--

The next day, Song Wen kicked Zhu Kai, who was reluctant to leave, out of the club and took a deep breath.

Everyone in the club had left.

The feeling of being able to play glue anywhere is just one word, cool!

He returned to the training room, thought about it, and started the live broadcast. After all, he hadn't interacted with black fans for a long time, and his body felt that it lacked some nutrition.

But looking at the barrage full of comments, Song Wen was soon disappointed.

[I'm rough! The Alliance priest is on air! ]

[Beast God!! ]

[Father, I am your faithful believer! ]

[Woo woo woo, I miss you so much, beast god! ]

[I am so lonely without beast god. ]

The haters in the live broadcast room disappeared, and even the online memorial group that had been giving him electronic salvation without fail had disappeared, leaving Song Wen's live broadcast room completely without a beautiful scenery.

When Song Wen just opened the live broadcast, he was still smiling, ready to happily fight against the haters.

But when he saw this scene, the smile on his face disappeared immediately.

"Thank you for your concern, I am in good health."

He briefly interacted with the fans for a game, and then opened the League of Legends on his own.

This extremely unprofessional attitude obviously irritated the fans.

[No, beast god, who are you competing with? ]

[I waited for you to live broadcast for a long time, and you didn't say a word? 】

【You didn't say dirty talk during MSI, and you don't say dirty talk during live broadcasts now. I think you are really arrogant. 】

Looking at the criticism of the bullet screen, Song Wen sighed and said helplessly:

"Family, the time to test you has come. Can you find some haters to come to the live broadcast room for me? The live broadcast room without haters is too boring."

He chatted with the bullet screen one by one, and the game started.

In order to take care of the emotions of the "family", Song Wen specially chose a support position to start a game, but he ended up with a wild dad.

In fifteen minutes, the blind monk scored 12-0. It was like playing a bronze game in the King's game, and the game ended directly.

Song Wen naturally noticed the other party, clicked on the homepage to take a look, and said:

"Hey, this blind monk has something, Baba C."

The bullet screen in the live broadcast room also recognized this blind monk and brushed it.

【This is the first blind monk hkz in the country! ]

[This guy is really good at playing Lee Sin, nothing fancy, it seems like I can play him, but he can just kill in the King's game. ]

[Don't mention hkz, I want to laugh when I mention him. ]

[The one who shames Shenlong is a pure turtle man. ]

At this moment, a friend request popped up on Song Wen's League client.

hkz requested to add you as a friend.

Song Wen thought about it and clicked to accept.

The other party immediately sent a message.

hkz: Haha Black God! Thank you for being a friend!

Before Song Wen could reply, he saw another message from hkz.

hkz: Black God, we are on the same platform, can we connect the microphones? They all say that you are an emotional master. You went to MSI and captured Zhao Enjing's heart. I am experiencing a little setback in my relationship now, and I feel like I'm going to be married...

Looking at the message sent by hkz, Song Wen couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth.

Just when I was worried about the lack of show effect, how come someone came to my door.

So he immediately changed the name of the room to - [18-year-old pure boy has landed, online consultation on emotional issues. ]

Then he replied to hkz: "No problem, now even!"

When Song Wen saw hkz's face on the screen, Song Wen had to admit that he was a little surprised.

hkz's face was densely covered with scratches from women, and he was sitting in front of the computer with an aggrieved look.

While online, Song Wen also briefly learned about the deeds of the number one blind monk in the national server through barrage.

hkz, the number one blind monk in both Chinese and Korean servers.

Now he is another licking dog that brings shame to Shenlong.

In fact, when he first started live broadcasting, hkz was also a man with the soul of the dragon. He often taught fans in the live broadcast room with earnest words that men should have dignity and a bottom line. Women will only affect his state of playing games. Wise men do not fall in love. .

At that time, there were two female fans who were always jealous of him for giving him gifts. As a result, hkz even helped the two fans to humiliate them publicly. They said bluntly, "Two of them cheated Tank with their photos. No matter how rich they are, I don't want them to be ugly." Fans consider him the real Sigma man.

Looking at the scarred hkz, Song Wen pretended to be surprised and said:

"Brother, what's wrong with your face? Was it scratched by a dog?"

hkz's face froze, and he said slightly embarrassed: "I was scratched by my...girlfriend."

"Oh, that's it."

Seeing Song Wen nod his head without emotion, hkz didn't know how to do it.

"Don't you... find it strange?"

"What's weird?"

"Isn't it strange that my girlfriend scratched my face like this?"

"What's so strange?" Song Wen said seriously, "Isn't this normal?"

"Is it normal?"

"It's normal. You have the nerve to broadcast live. Doesn't that mean you think it's normal?"

Seeing hkz's embarrassed look, Song Wen was silent for a while and then said:

"Brother, it seems you have a story. Since you have come to me, you might as well tell your story boldly, so that I can help you with suggestions."

Seeing that Song Wen really wanted to help him, hkz felt a sore nose.

"I went for a sterilization yesterday..."

After he finished speaking, he looked at Song Wen again. Seeing that Song Wen still looked unmoved, he continued:

"When I went for the ligation surgery, my mother's doctor was laughing at me. He said that my whole body was covered with Li Jiao. The only thing I missed was that my little brother didn't have Li Jiao tattooed on it. I knew he was joking, but I was It’s really painful inside, you know. I did this fucking operation just for her, it hurts like hell.”

hkz was obviously excited as he spoke, and his tone sounded like he was crying.

"I'm taking a fucking elevator, and don't I have a cute tattoo next to my ear? People will say, you idiot, you have such an ugly tattoo on your ear. I have to be disgusted by people every day. I get disgusted after a surgery. I, he Mom lives very tiredly every day..."

Listening to hkz's narration, Song Wen nodded seriously.

"Besides that, is there anything else?"

hkz seemed to have opened up his mind's defenses and spoke out at once.

"He made me kneel down in public and say that I was wrong and beg my wife's forgiveness. He made me squat on the ground and kicked my head and scratched my face. Once, he hit my head with a comb until it bled. She also made me eat dogs. I ate ten grains three or four times, and I was just a dog..."

Seeing hkz getting more and more sad as he talked, Song Wen couldn't help but interrupt:

"Hey! Brother, what you said is wrong. How can you say that you are a dog?"

"She treated me like this, don't you think I'm just a dog?"

"I don't think so. Isn't this normal? Isn't this part of your play?"

Song Wen's words obviously stunned hkz for a moment.

"Is it normal? Is everyone like this?"

"Of course everyone is not like this, but since you choose to be Sister Gillian's dog licker, then it is a reasonable request to obey the master's order and eat some dog food, right?"

Seeing that hkz wanted to talk, Song Wen said directly:

"You can't take other people's relationship patterns and apply them to yourself. Do you understand what I mean? Others are others, and you are you."

hkz has already started crying before the live broadcast.

"But it hurts me, you know?"

"That's your problem. Why do you feel pain? You just told me so much about how bad she treated you, but I know, didn't she buy you a Porsche 718 sports car?"

After hearing Song Wen's words, hkz said silently:

"The one she said was a gift to me, but actually her name was written on her own... But I don't care about that. I'm already very happy that she can let me drive. I'm not with her just for her money. I wrote her name on her. I think it doesn’t matter, I am also a grateful person, and I gave her all the money I earned. Although it is not much, at least it can express my feelings. "

"Look," Song Wen smiled with satisfaction, "You actually know it so well, why are you asking me for advice?"

hkz was stunned for a moment.

"Kurokami, do you mean that I should continue to be with her?"

"That's for sure!"

Song Wen nodded seriously, and even his tone seemed a little excited for the first time.

"You two must be together, lock them up, you know it! As the saying goes, a puppy will last forever with a dog, and you two are a perfect match, you know what I mean? Really, you asked your sister Gillian to buy you a dog leash, Put one end on your head and the other on her B, you two will be locked together, don’t go out separately to cause harm to others, you know?”

Song Wen's sudden attack made hkz obviously unable to react.

"I'm telling you, don't play your blind monk on live broadcast. Why play Shenlong? Why play Shengui? That hero is suitable for you. You are just a turtle man. Do you understand? My suggestion is that the live broadcast platform should also ban you. Letting people like you appear in the live broadcast industry is purely a bad social atmosphere. Anyway, you can also cry in the co-pilot seat of your sister Gillian. It's okay. We don't lack the money from live broadcast."

hkz's face showed a trace of anger: "Heishen, you said it's okay for me, don't talk about Gillian."

Hearing hkz's words, Song Wen sneered.

"You are not for money or cars. You are willing to have scars all over your body and even get sterilized. It's just because you love Gillian deeply. I know that you cry in the live broadcast room and slap yourself in the video, including asking me to connect with you now, which is to regard me and netizens as part of your love play with Gillian. I understand too well. It's the master's mission."

Hearing Song Wen's words, hkz's face showed an incredible look.

"How do you know..."

"How do I know that you asked me to connect with you on the mic because Gillian gave you a task?"

Song Wen laughed.

"Because this is the task I gave Gillian."