The person who spoke was Jing Cheng.

He came here in the direction where the middle-aged man's money was flying. He felt that the wind was strange when it blew from the flat ground. When he witnessed with his own eyes that the money that was blown away could actually float to the same corner, he was sure that there must be an evil person causing trouble nearby!

In broad daylight, with surveillance cameras everywhere, he dared to use such despicable means. This person is really bold. Does he really think that others won't find out?

What can't you do with this ability?

Are you crazy because of poverty?

Jing Cheng was even more puzzled until he saw the true face of the person hiding in the corner.

It turned out to be Ye Jiming?

I heard from Fu Le that as the starting player of the W team, Ye Jiming's annual salary is at least half a million, which does not include advertising fees, live broadcast revenue and competition prize money. In a year, he must have at least one to eight hundred thousand, which makes him considered a wealthy man... Could he still be short of this little money?

Or was it because he was ridiculed by the middle-aged man on the plane, which made it inconvenient for him to move on the plane, so he wanted to take revenge after getting off the plane?

Although Jing Cheng was admiring the scenery while on the plane, he heard everything that happened around him. Naturally, he still remembered the middle-aged man's bad words and picking faults. Fu Le intervened and took away the hatred. The two sides almost had a conflict. It was only when the flight attendant came out to mediate that the fight was settled.

...

...

Middle-aged men have typical mean-spirited features. They have high but broken brow bones, a sunken nose with horizontal lines, and drooping mouth corners. On the surface, they give people a sense of being big-hearted and rough, but in reality, they are selfish, mean, extreme in thought, narrow-minded, and petty. Moreover, they like to meddle in other people's affairs and stir up trouble.

It is said that "it is better to offend a gentleman than a villain", because gentlemen are mostly broad-minded people who act with a clear mind, while villains are insidious and like to do vicious things. Once you are targeted by a villain, you will "never have peace".

Even Jing Cheng would avoid people with this kind of facial features if possible and try not to deal with them.

Those who do business and do many evil things will eventually perish, and God will punish them.

So before getting off the plane, when Fu Le and Qin Yan said they wanted to play a trick on the middle-aged man, they were stopped by him.

They don't need to do anything for people who look unlucky, because bad luck will come to them immediately.

Judging from the current results, the bad luck of that middle-aged man fell on Ye Jiming?

Jing Cheng stared at the wooden plaque hanging around Ye Jiming's neck and felt that the guardian deity in front of him seemed different from the ones he had seen before.

The five guardian gods are commonly known as "Hu Huang Bai Liu Hui". They are the fox fairy, the weasel Huang Daxian, the hedgehog Baixian, the snake Liuxian and the mouse Huixian. Among these five gods, the fox fairy and Huang Daxian are the most famous.

The reason why the guardian deities are called guardian deities is because they are highly virtuous, benevolent, and will respond to requests from their owners who sincerely worship them. They are generous and have the ability to avoid disasters and dangers. They are the benevolent deities worshipped in the homes of the people in the north. ①

Because they have done good deeds all year round, they have merits and virtues, and are similar to the Taoist guardian gods. They silently protect their owners, are compassionate, and have no greed.

Because the guardian gods have lived together with humans for a long time, their minds are easily influenced by their owners. If they are enshrined in a family that does good deeds, they will also do good deeds and accumulate merits, but if they are enshrined in a family with evil intentions, they will also be corrupted by the evil around them.

Jing Cheng looked at the wooden sign. There were wisps of negative energy lingering on it, without any righteous spirit at all. The guardian deity seemed like the master. It was obvious that Ye Jiming had never thought of doing good deeds when he was worshipping the guardian deity.

Looking at Ye Jiming again, he had a gloomy aura and looked like he had done some bad deeds. It was obvious that he was not a decent person.

Thinking of what Fu Le said about Ye Jiming having millions of fans on wb and being a star in the e-sports circle, Jing Cheng found it hard to understand.

What is wrong with this world? Why can people with poor moral character be respected by so many people?

Jing Cheng happened to catch him doing this despicable thing, and he felt that he had to intervene.

Ye Jiming was frightened by the cold question from the visitor. He carefully asked Huang Shisan in his mind: "Isn't this the person you mentioned on the plane before? Why did he suddenly follow me? Why did he ask such a question? Did he see what happened just now?"

This was not the first time he had used such a sinister trick. It was easy for him to avoid surveillance and no one had ever discovered it before. If he lost money, he would just consider it his bad luck. He never expected that this time someone would see him doing it the whole time.

He had clearly deliberately hidden in a deserted corner, so why was he still discovered?

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!” Huang Shisan seemed to have seen some horrifying scene that was unbearable for him, and screamed like crazy in Ye Jiming’s mind, “No wonder he has such great luck, this guy has so much merit that it can kill people, let’s stay away from him, he must not be an ordinary person! Taoist priest? Heavenly Master?! I won’t live long!”

Ye Jiming said stiffly: "There are still Taoist priests now? Did you see it wrong? He looks only a few years older than me, so he should still be a student, right?"

Huang Shisan was so angry that he jumped up and down: "How dare you question me? When have I ever lied? The aura emanating from this guy tells me that he is not easy to mess with! Who knows where this old monster came from! I have lived for nearly sixty years, and I have never seen a Taoist priest with such a strong aura. If you think you have a long life, stay here and see if he can kill you!"

The more Ye Jiming listened, the more he felt that Huang Shisan was making a fuss out of nothing. This man obviously looked no more than twenty years old. Huang Shisan was the guardian deity that had been worshipped since his grandfather's generation. He was almost sixty years old this year. Could he not be defeated by a young boy?

His eyes rolled around: "We are in a society ruled by law now, he shouldn't dare...right?"

Huang Shisan: "Killing you is as easy as pulling out a hair!"

Ye Jiming: “…” Do you have to be so exaggerated?

Jing Cheng stood with his arms folded, staring coldly at Ye Jiming, waiting for his next move.

When Ye Jiming looked up, he accidentally met his cold and emotionless gaze, which was like a sharp knife shooting at him, making him shiver.

Ye Jiming recalled that his conversation with Huang Shisan just now took place under the other's nose. Could it be that he had discovered it?

At a certain moment, he had the illusion that his brain had been cut open by the other party with a knife.

Ye Jiming straightened his back with difficulty. His hand unconsciously touched his trouser pocket which was full of money. He pursed his lips and said, "What do you mean by returning the money? That's my own money. You are mistaken!"

Huang Shisan didn't expect him to answer like this, and asked in disbelief: "Do you think he is a fool?"

Jing Cheng pointed two fingers at his own eyes, indicating that he had seen the weird scene just now, and said expressionlessly: "I saw you steal the money with my own eyes! You thief, don't make excuses. If you don't return the money, come with me to the police station!"

Upon hearing that he was going to the police station instead of being "humanely destroyed", Ye Jiming breathed a sigh of relief. Huang Shisan was indeed a person who was easily frightened by the sight of a common person. He could be so scared by an ordinary person.

Ye Jiming had a gloomy face: "Did I provoke you? You are just meddling in other people's business."

Jing Cheng thought to himself, I was trying to help you get back on the right track with good intentions, but you had the guts to scold me, you really don’t know what’s good for you!

He snorted coldly, his tone getting even colder: "I'm definitely not a dog, but whether you are a rat is still debatable. Don't think I don't know what kind of filthy thing you have around you. If I see this kind of devilish trick again, I will destroy it!"

Ye Jiming: “…” It turns out that he is really not an ordinary person.

Under the pressure of Jing Cheng's momentum, Huang Shisan hid behind the wooden sign and trembled, not daring to say a word.

The cell phone kept ringing. Jing Cheng took out his phone from his pocket and the caller ID showed it was Qin Yan. He guessed that Qin Yan and Fu Le should have gone to retrieve their checked luggage and called him because they couldn't find him.

Jing Cheng took one last glance at Ye Jiming, who had a dazed look on his face, then took the phone, pushed his small suitcase, and turned away.

He dared to steal ill-gotten gains, and he wasn't afraid of burning his hands with the money. That middle-aged man wasn't a good guy either, so let them fight each other.

*

Jing Zhensong felt that he had been lucky recently. Everything was going well for him. His wife and children were well behaved and did not cause trouble. His son also made him proud, which made him particularly proud among his friends.

The story of his good luck started when his adopted little son came back from Dian County a few days ago.

That afternoon, Jing Zhensong was attending a business banquet in the largest six-star hotel in Beijing with his new female companion who was more than 20 years younger than him. The banquet was filled with elegant ladies and toasts. Every boss holding a glass of wine had a smile on his face, looking like two good brothers.

This was a banquet of high style. The banquet hall was filled with flowers and fine wines airlifted from abroad. Waiters walked around with trays full of wine glasses in their hands. There was also a popular singer singing on the stage in the center of the banquet hall. The air was filled with an atmosphere of vanity and luxury.

Logically speaking, the heads of Shangjing City's well-known companies should all be there, but Jing Zhensong discovered that the CEOs of several real estate companies that had always been at odds with their Jing family were not there!

Didn't receive an invitation? What a shame... Congratulations!

Jing Zhensong took the wine brought by the waiter, nodded to the e-commerce boss opposite him from a distance, took a sip, and put it down again.

He never drinks too much outside unless necessary.

At this time, Mr. Zhao, the boss of a large company that had previously cooperated with their Jing Group, suddenly walked towards him and raised his glass to him with a smile: "Isn't this Brother Jing? Long time no see! Come on, let's have a drink first! I heard that Jing Group is currently bidding for that piece of land in the west district? I wish you success in advance!"

Jing Zhensong was stunned for a moment, thinking that this old guy was about the same age as him, and he always called him "Brother Jing" in public before to take advantage of him. How come he had grown up this time and not only called him brother, but was also so good at talking?

However, before he could react, he found himself surrounded by a group of company bosses at the top of their industries, each of them holding a glass of wine and approaching him with a smile on their face.

"The boss of Jing Real Estate is here too? Then I have to come over to take a look. Nice to meet you, Boss Jing! This is the first time we meet. Boss Jing is really impressive. It would be great if we have the opportunity to cooperate in the future!"

Jing Zhensong: "...Nice to meet you." What do you mean by first meeting? Didn't you look at me with a frown at the last xx summit? Besides, what opportunities do you have for a food company to cooperate with real estate?

"Originally, our company also had its eyes on that piece of land in the West District, but when I heard that Boss Jing was also interested in that piece of land, I, Old Li, certainly couldn't be that annoying villain. Even if I was lucky enough to get it, I had to give it up!"

Jing Zhensong: "...How can that be possible? A gentleman does not take away what others like!" You also know that you are a villain, remember what you said today!

"Old Jing, I heard that you are very good at educating your sons. Your eldest son is very handsome and decisive, and your youngest son is also extraordinary and a leader in his field. They are all outstanding people. Old Jing, you are so lucky! We old guys are so envious!"

Jing Zhensong: "... No, no, I never participate in the education of children." Two months ago, you said that I had raised a bad son and told me to lock my youngest son at home when I go out, so that he would not cause trouble! I remember it clearly!

"Boss Jing, do you have any intention to marry your children to our Sun family? My daughter will graduate from college next year and will be the president of the student union. She is the same age as your eldest son. How about giving the two children a chance to meet?"

Jing Zhensong: "...Now is not the past. The children have the final say in marriage matters. Whether two people can be together depends on fate! I consider myself an open-minded parent and never interfere in the marriage of my younger generation."

You graduated from a third-rate fake university and you want to cheat our Jing family heir? Do you think I don’t know that your daughter is a notorious "socialite" in Shangjing City? That’s a nice thought, get out!

Seeing more and more people gathering around, Jing Zhensong wondered in doubt, what was going on? Why were all these old guys surrounding him today? They were trying to get close to him, openly or covertly, it was really weird!

At this moment, a fat man suddenly pushed through the crowd and approached Jing Zhensong, smiling: "Boss Jing, this is my business card."

Jing Zhensong reflexively took the golden card, on which was written: Xiong Hong, xx Coal Mine.

It turned out to be the coal mine owner who had recently come from another place.

Jing Zhensong held the business card in one hand, his expression unclear: "What is this...?"

The business world has always been clearly divided into classes. If you are not on the same level, no one would have the foresight to try to get ahead of others. He did not think it was necessary for him, the head of the Jing family, to associate with a local tyrant boss.

Old Xiong said with a smile: "Well, I just want to take this opportunity to meet your young master and ask you for a small favor."

Jing Zhensong: “Oh?” He was looking for his adopted son?

Boss Xiong probably felt a little awkward being surrounded by a group of people, so he covered his mouth with his hand and whispered, "My mother has been suffering from hysteria recently. The hospital couldn't find out the cause. I heard that you are quite experienced in this field, so I would like to ask your son to take a look at my mother. As for the cost of the consultation, I will definitely not let you down."

Jing Zhensong looked strange. What was all this mess? He knew the other party was talking about Jing Cheng, but how come he didn't know that Jing Cheng could also see patients?

Oh, by the way, that guy once said that he was a heavenly master.

Jing Zhensong looked up at this group of smiling tigers, but how did these people know?

Jing Zhensong felt that it was not a good idea to be surrounded by people, so he cleared his throat, put the business card in his pocket, and said to him, "Okay, I'll go back and ask him."

Boss Xiong breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that he agreed, and then excitedly held Jing Zhensong's well-maintained hand and shook it vigorously: "Boss Jing, then I would like to thank your young master in advance!"

Jing Zhensong: "...Okay, okay, just let go first!"

Jing Zhensong received no idea how many business cards and marriage invitations he had received at the business banquet that day. Many of them were indirectly trying to get to know Jing Cheng through him, which really opened his eyes.

It was really unexpected that Jing Zhensong would one day have to serve as a tool in a business banquet!

It was not until he returned home in the evening that he learned about the strange online war from his eldest son Jing Rong. The reason why the CEOs of Jing's rival real estate companies did not attend the banquet today was because they all had accidents in the morning and could not come!

Jing Zhensong was shocked: "Boss Wang had a car accident, Boss Xu fell down the stairs and had a concussion, Boss Qian had a stroke... Are you really kidding me?"

Jing Rong said in a deep voice: "I'm not kidding, and they all agreed that these things were done by our Jing Cheng."

"You can say there was a conspiracy when there was a car accident, and this stroke can be caused by human beings?" Jing Zhensong said incredulously, "You can blame us for this? Have you asked your brother? What does he say?"

The expression on Jing Rong's face was indescribable: "I asked him, and he said that he used a little trick. Whoever has evil thoughts about him and posts bad comments about him online will be in trouble."

Jing Zhensong's mouth twitched: "...It seems that our family has a deity."

Jing Rong nodded in agreement.

Although I know Jing Cheng is very capable, who would have thought that he is so capable! If things continue to develop like this, there will be no obstacles or stumbling blocks to the development of the Jing family in Shangjing City for a long time in the future.

…

Jing Cheng, who was called a "god" by Jing Zhensong, did not return to the Jing family's old house after coming out of the airport, but went directly to Nanming Middle School because they had classes in the afternoon.

In this "outdoor autumn outing" organized by the school, Jingcheng's class was the only one with three students left who had not returned, as the others had returned to school a week ago.

Jing Cheng and the other two put their luggage back in the dormitory first, and rushed into the classroom before the last class in the afternoon. When they arrived at the classroom door, they caused a small commotion. Apparently, no one had access to the village network and had seen the news online.

As soon as Jing Cheng sat down, several girls came over and said, "Jing Cheng, we all believe in you. You don't have to care about those nonsense on the Internet. It's obviously the work of Internet trolls. We were so angry when we saw it. We scolded them back for you! We have seen this kind of thing many times! Don't take it to heart!"

Jing Cheng took out a bunch of talismans from his schoolbag, gave each of them a beauty talisman, and said with a smile: "I give them to you for free, thank you for clarifying it for me online."

Several girls exclaimed "Wow!" and excitedly took the talisman: "Thank you!"

The person sitting in front of Qin Yan turned around and said, "Brother Qin, I heard that you guys went to film a reality show? Damn, that's awesome. Tell us the truth, are you three planning to debut as a group?"

Qin Yan glanced at him: "Guess?"

The male classmate turned his head away with an embarrassed look on his face, wondering how come Qin Yan was still so cold even after participating in the show, and whether he could make it in the entertainment industry with such a temper.

Hang Xinjie, the most lively boy in the class, said: "If you really want to be in the entertainment industry, tell me. My family runs an entertainment company. If you sign with our company, I can do something behind the scenes and guarantee that you will debut as the center!"

"You're dreaming!" Fu Le pushed him with a smile, "If I want to be a star, I'll sign with Qin Entertainment!"

Hang Xinjie: "Don't! Qin Entertainment is a big company, and the contracts for newcomers are harsh, but they don't have the good conditions our company offers! With your conditions, you can even make a solo debut."

Fu Le was speechless: "...It was just a joke, but you took it seriously."

"Brother Fu, I have tickets for the KPL (Honor of Kings) Autumn Tournament. Next Saturday is the semi-final between Team W and Team Y. Do you want one?" a boy suddenly came over and asked.

"You are awesome, I didn't even get one!" Fu Le looked in the direction of Qin Yan and Jing Cheng, and asked, "How many tickets did you get?"

The boy said excitedly: "There are six left."

Fu Le looked at him suspiciously: "So many? Are you a scalper?"

The boy's intention was seen through, and a trace of guilt flashed across his face: "How could it be? Since we are classmates, I will sell it to you at a low price, 500 per piece."

Fu Le thought about it and felt that the price was not expensive, so he took out his wallet and said, "I want three. By the way, why don't you ask Brother Yan if he wants any?"

The boy took the money, handed him the three bills, laughed dryly, and said nothing.

He thought that Qin Yan seemed even harder to approach after his return, just like Jing Cheng, who seemed like he was about to become an immortal. How dare he tease him?

Besides, all the poor part-time students in the school know that Fu Le’s money is the easiest to earn. If you want to fleece the sheep, you have to catch them. Whoever dares to touch the tiger’s head is courting death, isn’t that?

Jing Cheng here asked Qin Yan with concern: "I forgot to ask you, do you still have nightmares after falling asleep at night recently?"

Qin Yan lowered his eyes and pursed his lips slightly: "No more."

Jing Cheng nodded and said, "Just follow the breathing method I taught you, half an hour every morning and evening, and keep doing it for a while."

He found that when Qin Yan was emotionally unstable, his body would overflow with Yang Fire, which was very dangerous and could easily attract some shady Yin objects, which could not be blocked even with amulets. He asked him to practice according to the method he gave him every day, let him cultivate his body and mind, and be less angry, which should be better.

Qin Yan's lips curled slightly: "I know."

Jing Cheng looked down at his phone, and a text message from an unknown number was displayed on the screen: "Zhang Jinhuai just sent me a message saying that I should report to the Taoist Association when I have time. The Taoist Association will organize a Taoist certificate exam at the end of the year. You should go with me and pass the exam while you're there."

Qin Yan's eyes flashed with confusion: "Taoist certificate?"

What is this? I have never heard of it.

Jing Cheng saw that the text message actually contained the words "Because of exorcising demons in public, causing adverse social impact, a fine of 5,000 yuan", and couldn't help but curl his lips: "These are all very simple questions, I can answer them with my eyes closed."

Qin Yan: “…” He really couldn’t answer the questions with his eyes closed.

Jing Cheng deleted the text message and muttered quietly: "If there is a chance, we will wipe out the Taoist Association. The Zhang family is trouble."

The students around them pricked up their ears secretly: What on earth are they talking about? It seems so profound.

*

A week later.

"…It's just a game competition, but so many people came."

Jing Cheng stood at the entrance of the largest exhibition hall in the center of Xiangyang District, looking at the young men and women running towards the exhibition hall, and said in amazement: "Are all these people here to watch the game?"

A red banner was hung at the entrance of the exhibition hall: The semi-finals of the KPL (Honor of Kings) Autumn Tournament will be held at 3 pm today in the exhibition hall on the third floor!

There were posters of various team members in different sizes on the door, and a red piece of paper next to it: Please go to the third floor.

"We don't have any other tickets in our country, but we have a lot of people!" Fu Le said, "I was wondering why we couldn't get tickets. There are indeed a lot of people coming to watch the game this time."

Qin Yan raised his wrist and glanced at the time on his watch: "The show will start in half an hour, let's go in first."

Jing Cheng nodded and followed them into the exhibition hall.

Yesterday was Friday, and Nanming Middle School organized a high school graduation exam. Jing Cheng learned from his homeroom teacher, Mr. Zhao, that after the exam, this batch of senior high school students will be considered to have graduated from high school. In the next six months, they can choose domestic or foreign universities to prepare for the national unified college entrance examination or other important exams next year.

The vast majority of students in their class are preparing to go to university abroad, and only a very small number choose to stay in the country to take the college entrance examination, such as Chen Zhiyi, because he is a real academic master.

Fu Le is going to study abroad next year. His family has already arranged a university for him and it cannot be changed.

Qin Yan chose to stay in the country to take the college entrance examination, and the Qin family always respected his decision.

As for Jing Cheng...his original plan was not to go to university, but when he filled out the application form yesterday, he somehow checked "take the college entrance examination".

Thinking about it afterwards, he remembered that Zhang Baodou had mentioned that there were many Taoist colleges in the country where one could study the inheritance of various Taoist sects. Some Taoist sects were very aloof and did not have registered members of the Taoist Association, but they had many disciples in Taoist colleges.

Jing Cheng felt that he could go and see the true Taoist heritage of this world.

Looking at the posters everywhere in the exhibition hall and the cheering signs with photos of team members held by young girls, Jing Cheng easily found that many of them were fans of Ye Jiming.

Although Jing Cheng has played a lot of games with Qin Yan and others recently, he is not addicted to them. He had not originally planned to follow Qin Yan and Fu Le to watch the game. It was only when he learned that Ye Jiming's team was participating in this game that Jing Cheng's interest was aroused.

He was very curious about Ye Jiming's rumored "European Emperor physique", whether it was real luck or "stolen" luck.

When they parted at the airport last week, he witnessed with his own eyes the insidious methods Ye Jiming used in private. He didn't even know that Ye Jiming hadn't returned the money in the end. At that time, he deliberately made a harsh statement that if he saw such evil tricks again, he would definitely destroy his guardian deity!

They didn't expect to meet for the second time so soon. It shows that there is a destiny in everything.

It's his bad luck to meet me.

Seeing that all four elevators were full, Jing Cheng and the other three had no choice but to take the staircase. Fortunately, there was only the third floor, and they quickly reached their destination.

As soon as he entered the door, he heard screams like a tsunami, which made Jing Cheng's head buzz.

The layout of the venue has a very modern and high-tech feel. The exhibition hall is very large, 15 meters high, with stepped seating that can accommodate several thousand people. There is an electronic screen hanging above the exhibition hall, through which you can clearly see the scene on the stage.

The contestants had not yet entered the venue, so Fu Le took Qin Yan and Jing Cheng to find their seats.

Their seats were near the front row, and with Jing Cheng's eyesight, he could clearly see the seats of the contestants on the stage.

Fu Le exclaimed: "The organizers have done a good job in planning this time. It's much more serious than the last time I went to Hai City to watch the game."

The people sitting behind them were also discussing with their companions: "Our organizers in Shangjing City are still rich!"

"That's right, what was that thing in Haishi? The screen couldn't even see it clearly!"

"Damn it, don't forget how expensive the tickets are this time. The VIP seats in Hai City were only over 300, and the regular tickets this time are 300. It's 1,200 for the four of us. They're just taking advantage of us!"

Fu Le, who spent 1500 yuan to buy three tickets: "..."

And you still say it's not a yellow-scalper?!

Jing Cheng then remembered that he hadn't given Fu Le the money for his ticket yet, so he asked him, "I almost forgot, how much did you spend on the ticket? I'll transfer it to you directly."

Qin Yan also looked over when he heard this.

Fu Le's eyes twitched: "It's only about 300 yuan, not much money, you don't have to pay it back."

Jing Cheng didn't listen to what he said next and quickly transferred the money to him.

When Fu Le saw the transfer message on WeChat, the corners of his eyes twitched even more violently.

Three hundred yuan in total, not a penny more or less.

Jing Xiaokou.

…

Soon, the audience seats in the stadium gradually quieted down.

A burst of exciting music sounded, the host came out to give an official speech, and then three commentators came on stage, two men and one woman.

Members of the two teams also appeared at the entrance waiting to be called on stage by the host.

Host: "It seems like everyone is getting impatient, hahaha. The game is about to start, please be quiet for a moment."

Fu Le whispered, "Ye Jiming in Team W is a bug. To be honest, there is actually nothing to watch in this semi-final, because as long as Ye Jiming is there, Team W will win."

Qin Yan shook his head and said, "Team Y is a veteran team. I remember they won three national finals championships and one world championship. They have the strongest mid laner and jungler in the country. Compared to them, Team W can only be considered newcomers. They are too young."

Moreover, in his opinion, no one knows the true level of Ye Jiming, the new mid laner of the W team, because his opponents always have problems when playing against him, which is really funny.

Fu Le: "Although Team W is made up of new players, they have already made it to the semi-finals. If they can win this time, I will buy a Ye Jiming action figure when I go back and worship it every day."

Qin Yan: "...then you might as well go to the temple and worship Buddha."

Jing Cheng looked at the two teams going up to the stage to shake hands. He clearly saw Ye Jiming raising his smiling face and trying to shake hands with a young player on the opposite side, but the other party quickly dodged him. The screen showed Ye Jiming's hurt expression very schemingly.

The host and commentator also saw this scene, and their expressions were somewhat meaningful.

Male commentator A: "Apparently the players of Team Y believed a legend in the e-sports circle - you must never shake hands with Ming Shen before a game, because he will suck your luck, hahahaha."

Male commentator B: "That's right. The mid laners of the teams playing against Team W always have various problems during the game. In the interviews after the game, they all thought that the problem occurred after shaking hands with Ming Shen, because they never make the low-level mistakes that appeared in the game during training. I don't know what kind of magic Ming Shen's right hand has. Let's wait and see in this game."

Upon hearing this, the players of Team W glared at the commentary booth.

Ye Jiming, standing on the stage, had an awkward expression on his face, and the players from Team Y looked indifferent.

There was an uproar in the audience.

Many fans of Team W cursed and asked the commentator to get off the stage, and some fans of Team Y whistled and said that shouting "Ming Shen" loudly was a joke and that it was completely unskillful!

Fu Le: "Fuck! These two commentators are so good, they are deliberately trying to stir up trouble. How dare they say this about our Ming Shen?!"

Qin Yan thought that the commentator was right. Ye Jiming's skills were only at the average level, and his performance in the game was almost entirely due to his weird luck. He was truly the "worst e-sports player."

Jing Cheng noticed that Ye Jiming had an ugly expression on his face and his lips were moving, as if he was talking to himself, and he knew that he was talking to his guardian deity again.

You still want to have any evil thoughts right under my nose?

Jing Cheng tilted his head and asked the people around him: "Which team do you like better?"

Qin Yan was surprised that he would ask this question, and answered him without hesitation: "Team Y."

Jing Cheng was not surprised by his answer. He had already seen that Qin Yan had a problem with Ye Jiming. He asked again, "Which team do you think will win this competition?"

Qin Yan considered his words and said slowly, "If nothing unexpected happens, Team Y should win. The technical levels of the two teams are actually completely incomparable. Four of the five members of Team Y are veterans with many years of competition experience and their cooperation is stable. Although there is a new member playing jungle, this jungler is known as the best jungler in the country. I have seen his training match live broadcast, and he is indeed worthy of the title."

"Almost all members of Team W are rookies with immature skills. Only the ADC and support are decent, while the others are average. To be honest, they made it to the semifinals almost entirely due to luck, or to be more precise, Ye Jiming's luck. Therefore, the final outcome of this game is full of uncertainty."

Although Jing Cheng didn't quite understand the game terms, he could tell that Team W relied on "luck" to get to this point.

Although there is a saying in the arena that "luck is also a kind of strength", but that is for the real favorites of God. Artificially stolen "luck" is not strength, but cheating!

This is the most despicable behavior on the field!

When Jing Cheng looked up at the game, he found that it had already started for a long time. The player of Team Y who was known as the "strongest mid laner in the country" got a pentakill in the first game, three of which were Ye Jiming's. The strength of the two players was extremely different, and it was almost no suspense that Team Y won.

Jing Cheng clearly heard the audience behind him say: "As expected, Team Y is still the strongest team in the country. I thought Team W could beat this veteran team, but it seems I was overthinking."

"I don't think so. Team W was defeated in the first game before, but they won the second and third games. There are always unexpected things."

"I think it's unlikely that Team W will be able to turn the tables this time. The gap in strength between the two teams is too big. Didn't you see that Team Y's mid laner was simply suppressing Team W's mid laner? Ming Shen was stepped on by him like a little chicken. It was really unbearable to watch. I think I'd better leave. Team W really disappoints me."

"No way, man! The ticket costs over 300 yuan, and this is only the first show. There are two more to come. Watch them first before you leave!"

"No, I'm so angry that my chest hurts. If you want to watch it, just watch it here. I'm going to stop being a fan when I go home tonight!"

…

Jing Cheng saw several commentators on the stage chatting. Members of both teams had already gone off to rest. Jing Cheng saw the mid laner of Team Y bowed slightly, said hello to his teammates and left in a hurry, as if heading towards the bathroom. Ye Jiming glanced at his back from a distance, hesitated for a moment, then stood up and followed him.

Not long after, he saw two people walking up to the stage one after the other. The midfielder of Team Y didn't look very happy. It wasn't that his expression was ugly, but his face suddenly became gloomy, as if he was going to be unlucky.

However, Ye Jiming had a faint smile on his face. Although he lost the first game, he was still in high spirits.

A big question mark popped up in Jingcheng's mind.

How did Ye Jiming do it in such a short time?

When the second game started, everyone on Team W had a serious expression, while everyone on Team Y looked relaxed. It was obvious that they believed that their team had broken Ye Jiming's curse in the first game, and that the goddess of luck favored them today.

Then in the second game, the audience below saw that the mid laner of Team Y seemed to have lost his mind!

The three commentators on the stage were dumbfounded. They totally couldn't understand the behavior of Team Y's mid laner.

As a mid laner, why don't you just clear the minion line and develop yourself to steal the tower, but always run to the bottom lane and the jungle?

It’s fine if you don’t support your teammates, but why do you have to make trouble?

And after beating the boss, it suddenly stopped moving. What the hell?

Why the hell do you run under the enemy tower and squat to take damage for no reason?

The audience watched helplessly as the mid laner of Team Y kept committing suicide. His mad behavior even infected his teammates, causing the overall layout of Team Y to become a mess, and they were easily pushed down by Team W's crystal.

The result of the match came out quickly, and the audience was confused, especially the fans of Team Y. Although they had heard of the strange legend of Ming Shen, they never expected that their team would be so unlucky to meet his, and the battle was one-sided throughout.

It seemed as if their previous victory was just an incredible dream.

Fu Le: "What did I say? No team can escape the curse of Mingshen! The Y team's victory in the last game was purely accidental! It's obvious that Ye Jiming has found himself again, and his European Emperor physique is taking effect!"

Jing Cheng watched the whole process. At last he raised his eyebrows and said "tsk" softly.

Qin Yan: "What's wrong?"

Jing Cheng: "Let me show you something."

Jing Cheng opened Qin Yan's Yin Eye and asked him to look at the stage again.

So Qin Yan saw that the people of Team Y were covered with gray air above their heads, and the members of Team W where Ye Jiming was located were covered with white air above their heads. Especially Ye Jiming, the white air on his head was particularly obvious, and the gray air above the head of the mid laner of Team Y was almost turning black.

Qin Yan was puzzled and asked what it was.

Jing Cheng said succinctly: "That is luck."

Then he added: "If this continues, Team Y will definitely lose."

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There is only one chapter about game competitions, and the content is all made up. The author has not played Honor of Kings much and is only at the bronze level. The information is all found on the Internet.