Chapter 1

"Damn it! These pig teammates are dragging me down again! Are you even a professional player? Can't even carry a Diamond game?"

June 1, 2017.

In the IG club, the boss, Wang Xiaochang, stared at the dark red "Defeat" on the screen and cursed loudly.

Beside him, Baolan looked aggrieved and trembled, "Boss, I'm just a support player..."

"What about a support player? Are supports not professional players? Can't supports carry the game?" Wang Xiaochang's anger had not subsided. He grabbed a thick American hot dog and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Kid, you come and carry me! This is the last make-or-break game!"

Wang Xiaochang turned to the kid watching behind him and said angrily.

"Boss, the training match with RNG is about to start. What do you think..." The manager, Su Xiaoluo, hurriedly smiled and tried to persuade him.

"..." Wang Xiaochang was somewhat annoyed. His gaze fell on Baolan, "Is he going too?"

"Yes, Baolan is the main support player." Su Xiaoluo nodded.

"Get out, all of you!" Wang Xiaochang waved his hand impatiently.

He had come to the base today specifically to ask his professional players to help him pass the Master promotion series.

Before coming, he had already won two games and was just one step away from Master.

He thought that having professional players carry him would be more stable, but he never expected that Baolan, a professional support player, would not be able to carry him and instead caused him to lose two games in a row.

Now, there was no room for error, and it was down to one make-or-break game.

The players, not wanting to anger him, hurriedly retreated to the match room to prepare for the training match.

Only the kid, who claimed to have saved the boss before, left a message before leaving: "Don't worry, Boss. I'll come back and carry you after the training match."

"I should have let the kid carry from the start." Wang Xiaochang sighed and glanced at the computer screen.

He sat in the kid's seat and did not close the kid's live stream. The two games were being broadcast on the live streaming platform, attracting a large audience.

The dense barrage of comments obscured his camera.

"Haha, poor Boss. With so many professional players, you still lost two games in a Master promotion series."

"Boss, if you had called a carry player, you wouldn't have lost. What can a support player do in this version?"

"Boss, I killed you five times out of the eight deaths in the last game, hahaha!"

"Forget it, Boss. I think Baolan is dragging you down. You should solo queue! Didn't you go 2-0 in solo queue before?"

"Poor Baolan, it's clearly the Boss who is bad, yet he blames others for not carrying."

"Mom fans, get lost!"

...

The audience in the live stream room was somewhat gleeful.

Who doesn't like to see a billionaire's son get beaten up?

Even in a game.

Many people were even waiting to ambush him during his queue.

"Damn it, if I'm going to play, I'll play myself! I didn't struggle this much when I played alone!"

Wang Xiaochang, being young and hot-tempered, immediately kicked Baolan's account out of the room and started solo queuing.

He quickly entered the game.

Wang Xiaochang chose his most skilled ADC, Jhin!

The support was a Thresh.

The top, mid, and jungle were respectively Nocturne, Syndra, and Lee Sin.

The enemy team was on the red side, with the lineup: top Gnar, jungle Prince, mid Orianna, and bottom Draven plus Braum.

During the loading screen, a prominent comment caught Wang Xiaochang's attention.

"Boss, the enemy Draven and Braum are At and Frog. They said your teammate stole their Thresh and they will dominate the bottom lane."

"Damn it!" Wang Xiaochang's face instantly turned dark.

Of all the times, he had to run into Vincent and Frog in the make-or-break game of the Master promotion series!

Vincent was a very famous Draven specialist streamer. Although he liked to dominate in lower tiers, his actual strength was definitely above Master, known as a "farming god."

Frog was a King-level support player, and Thresh was one of his best support heroes.

With these two on the enemy team, even a professional bottom lane duo would be intimidated.

The other viewers in the live stream room also found it amusing.

"Wow, Boss, what bad luck. Go to At's live stream and send some super fires to plead for mercy!"

"It's too late. At already knows it's you. He's even taking bets in his live stream, saying he'll get first blood by level 4 and start farming by 12 minutes. Tens of thousands of people have already placed bets."

"I'll go too, I'll go too!"

The comments were lively, and Wang Xiaochang's face turned grim.

He had thought about going to At's live stream to send gifts and plead for mercy, but it seemed that wouldn't work now.

So many people had placed bets, and the impact was too great.

But Vincent was being too disrespectful, claiming he would get first blood by level 4 and start farming by 12 minutes.

This was clearly trying to humiliate him, Wang Xiaochang, for the show.

In the game, some teammates recognized him and the enemy At and Frog, and they started typing in the chat.

Top Nocturne: "At, be gentle with the Boss. Be careful, or the Boss might call professional players to ambush you."

Mid Syndra: "At, I won't come to the bottom lane. Don't kill me, okay?"

Jungle Lee Sin: "Boss, you're on your own. I won't go to the bottom lane."

"These spineless bastards!" Wang Xiaochang gritted his teeth.

...

At the same time, in a freshman dormitory at a university in southern China, Chen Yu looked at the computer screen, touched his perfectly chiseled chin, and smiled playfully.

The Boss, At, and Frog, these are well-known figures in the LoL community.

I'm on TV!

His eyes lit up, and he quickly typed a message in the all-chat: "HeartID9527, can carry any rank, fair and square, guaranteed win!"

Seeing this sudden message, everyone was stunned.

The audience in the live stream room was also confused.

"Wow, everyone is chatting, and this guy is advertising his services!"

"You're a genius at advertising!"

"Such a big talk, guaranteed win, can carry any rank! Is he a King-level player's alt account?"

"Even if he is a King-level player's alt account, how many have been dominated by At and Frog? This support player can't do much, let alone with Wang Xiaochang as the ADC."

"I just checked, HeartID9527 is a real ID, but it's a new account with no photos. The price is 500 per game, and he hasn't taken any orders yet."

"Damn, is he crazy for money? 500 per game! Even the most popular female streamer only charges 1000 per game."

...

In the game, the jungle Lee Sin also replied: "Bro, if I were you, I wouldn't advertise my services like this. The enemy is At and Frog. If you get dominated, you won't get any business. Don't try to ride the hype like this."

No one believed that anyone could carry Wang Xiaochang to win against At and Frog's duo.

This duo's combat power could be considered the ceiling of the bottom lane in solo queue.

And this was just the Diamond tier. Unless the other lanes had a carry, this game was almost over.

Seeing this, Vincent did not reply but said in his live stream: "This little streamer is interesting. I'll take first blood from him. If he wants to rise by stepping on me, we'll see if he has the ability."

Teammate Frog also laughed: "Let me see how much this Thresh weighs."