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Three hundred and ninety-three, the much-anticipated promotion(1/2)

The problem of all domestic fans not worrying about not having enough food to sleep has not happened.

After a random draw, mg and cfg were divided into two different groups.

This means that no matter what, mg and cfg will not meet in the group stage.

Domestic fans can finally sit down and have a good sleep.

However, Wang Lei, who is a heartless person, no matter what mg and cfg are like, he will still sleep on his own and eat whatever he eats.

Wang Lei and Xiaomi have double-ranked, and the new account has won all the way to Diamonds. The terrifying 60-game winning streak has also become a big news!

Moreover, the focus of news is not on how people win in a dream, how majestic, and kill all directions.

The key lies in the routine of troll assistance.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the dreamer and Xiaomi can win so many times in a row. This routine that they have always used to disgust people is simply a great contribution!

When this routine was exposed, countless people tried and imitated it.

result……

All tm was shocked. Whether it was high-end or low-end, it was surprisingly easy to use!

So everyone had to accept that the routines of people in the dream emerged one after another!

Just take out a routine and you can get a diamond. Is there any reason for this?

Of course, the two people are also criticized for showing their love.

The audience said:

nausea.

shameless!

Hot eyes...

In short, it was a lot of news.

...

Logically speaking, this is a good thing.

After all, it has increased the popularity of the dreamer, and has advertised for the dreamer for free.

After all, when a person's attention reaches a certain level, he no longer needs to deliberately promote it himself.

Instead, there will be people constantly enjoying the cool under his big tree.

For example, there are many commentaries on making money by making wonderful collections of people in dreams, funny moments, or behind-the-scenes programs such as gossip.

They make a living by this, but they also promote it to the people in their dreams all the time.

This is a mutually beneficial model.

Just like a snowball, the popularity of the people in the dream is getting bigger and bigger, and more and more people know him.

And as the popularity increases, more people will jump up and promote it for free.

This is the Matthew effect of online communication.

The stronger the stronger the weaker the weaker the weaker.

But Wang Lei is not happy now.

I finally found a more reliable method of getting points, but now everyone knows it.

Playing a game will be targeted...

Wang Lei was helpless and was stomped on the brakes on his way to the king quickly, which slowed down suddenly.

With Wang Lei and Xiaomi's efforts for several days.

The two of them welcomed the Master Promotion Competition!

Once again, Master advances to the competition.

Seventy-one consecutive victories!

The audience was full of enthusiasm. Do you want to beat Master?

So far, the dreamer is still Xiaomi, but he has never lost a game!

That night, when Wang Lei opened the live broadcast, the number of viewers online reached a terrifying 4 million!

Countless people can gather here.

Just to witness the birth of a miracle or the fall of a miracle.

The dreamer wins all the results, and the master of the telecommunications zone!

Or the dreamer won more than seventy consecutive victories, which ended here.

Xiaomi, who was sitting next to Wang Lei, was also surprised. There were so many people today!

"Why are there so many people today?" Xiaomi said in surprise while logging in to his account.

"We all came to see us as the master."

The bitch Wang Lei said nervously, "I am so nervous that there are so many people. My hands are shaking and my legs are shaking. Yueyue quickly comfort me..."

As he said that, he went into Xiaomi's arms.

How could Xiaomi not know what this bad guy is playing?

He used his hands and feet together, and pushed him away with a blushing face.

"Don't make a fuss, the audience is still waiting..."

...

In short, since Wang Lei's rebirth, the second Master Promotion Competition is about to begin.

As for winning or losing, Wang Lei didn't have much idea.

You must know that no matter how powerful you are, you dare not easily say that you can win when you are in such a situation.

At this stage, the so-called masters are just the probability of winning higher than others.

But if you want to say that you will definitely win, you will be bragging and not drafting.

Before the game started, the barrage was already full of white space, and Wang Lei couldn't even see it.

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"Sit down and wait for Master Meng to come to Master"

"Mr. Meng, don't lose! Seventy-one consecutive victories"

"If you dare to lose, I will send a blade"

"I am willing to use my lifelong integrity to win the dreamer without ending it."

"There is no moral integrity in the whole life"

“…”

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Wang Lei said seriously: "It's not that I brag. For me, I don't take this kind of master promotion to the competition at all. I just hit it with my eyes closed and let one hand hit it. If I don't use my feet to hit it, I can easily and effortlessly beat it..."

Anyway, bragging doesn’t cost money, and I don’t know whether it’s a loss or a win or not.

I will brag about the bull first, and even if I lose later, I will not lose.

Wang Lei thought so, and he had already reached a new level of shamelessness.

I will be on the top of the mountain and see all the mountains!

The person in the dream has already reached the top of the shameless peak.

The audience could not complain about how shameless the anchor was.

Because the words I could think of were no longer described the thickness of his face.

Just as the audience spared no effort to denounce the faces of the dream, the sound of the dull music came to the line!

The audience suddenly became quiet.

The 72nd World War of the Dreamer, the first game of the Master Promotion Competition is about to begin!

Wang Lei clicked in...

...

Zhou Linxue sat under the street light.

Paris is a romantic capital, but the street lights are still so lonely.

In fact, she didn't know whether she was lonely or the street lights.

Maybe she is not lonely, but... afraid.

From the day she joined mg, she could feel that this was a warm group.
To be continued...
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