MTL - The Blackened Male Lead Needs to Be Pampered-Chapter 92 The champion and you are mine (20)

  Chapter 92 The champion and you are mine (20)

  Sang saw that after mocking Tang Wanwan, he started earning money.

  As soon as he entered, Jiangnan's familiar voice came from the headset.

   "It's fine to use the way you lead the group of passers-by. That's the fastest way to clear the level, but they can't output well."

  Jiangnan obviously watched the replays of Sang Jian’s live broadcast, especially the replays when he took the group of male students to write books.

  Sang Jian's one-shot style of drawing monsters together is indeed the fastest way so far.

  The output of Li Zhiyi and his team was not high. Although they won the first pass, they played for about 25 minutes.

  At that time, their juniors almost surpassed them. One can imagine how slow Li Zhiyi and his team played at that time.

   Now that they are all professional players, it is not a problem to record around 20 minutes.

  Sang Jian didn't speak, nor did he turn on the microphone.

   Just a direct charge, attracting the hatred of the mobs, and dragging the mobs to the second floor.

   Don't need Jiangnan's reminder, she also intends to continue to use this style of play.

   Atu's treatment caught up, and the others also quickly caught up.

  …

  Everyone has opened up wasteland before, and they are familiar with the routines of dungeons, so there is no need for Jiangnan to remind them.

   It's just that, when the first mini-boss was fought halfway through, Sang Jian made a small mistake.

  Her cell phone rang suddenly.

  She turned her head to look at the time on the caller ID, and the little boss suddenly released a skill, facing Sang Jian.

  Sang Jian saw that the caller ID on his mobile phone was an unfamiliar number, so he hung up without thinking.

  His hand left the keyboard, and her character stood motionless in the middle of the skills.

  Jiangnan noticed something was wrong with her, and just about to tell her to avoid, a deep and gentle male voice spoke faster than him,

   "Big...uncle, hurry up... get out of the way..."

   This voice sounded a little shy, even stuttering from nervousness.

  Everyone in the team suddenly fell silent.

  When Sang Jian heard the sound, he immediately withdrew his hand and put it back on the keyboard. He rolled over and avoided the blow from the little boss.

  Her eyes quickly glanced at the team members, and it was Shen Xian's small microphone that was flashing.

   It was he who was talking just now.

but…

  Call her uncle?

  Sang Jian raised his eyebrows, turned on the microphone, and joked, "Thank you little nephew for reminding me!"

  Jiangnan: "...?" How dare you? !

  Shen Xian froze when he heard that the voice from Sang Jian was not a middle-aged man's voice, but a clear and sweet female voice.

   "Female...female...girl?"

  Because of turning on the mic, I was a little nervous and stuttered, but now I realized that I had misidentified her gender, and my hands were shaking with fear.

  Shen Xian has serious social fear, and asking him to open the microphone to talk to people has already plucked up his courage.

  Now he not only misidentified her gender, but also called her uncle.

   It is simply the scene of a large-scale social death.

  Shen Xian's hand trembled and made several mistakes accidentally.

  Sang Jian chuckled lightly and said, "If you want to be called Uncle, you can also be called Uncle, it doesn't matter."

  Jiangnan couldn't help but said: "Uncle, can you fight well? We are clearing the clearance record."

  Sang Jian changed his face in a second: "Get out! Are you disgusting?"

  Jiangnan: "???"

   "Are you a bit too double-standard? Didn't you say that you can call you uncle if you want?" Jiang Nan was a little angry.

  Sang Jianli said confidently: "I'm not talking to you."

  Jiangnan: "..."

   Shen Xian was nervously shaking his hands and blushing at this moment, after hearing what Sang Jian said, he couldn't help turning off the microphone and receiver any longer.

  He is already dead, and he might not be able to get out after a few days.

   It is rare to encounter such a large-scale embarrassing incident once the microphone is turned on.

   Tired of it!

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  (end of this chapter)