Chapter 140 Returning to China

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After the awards ceremony was over, everyone went back.

However, before leaving, many professional players from other teams came over to ask Jiang Siming for a group photo.

Of course, it can't be a Korean team, nor can it be a Japanese team from Thailand or anything. They are all compatriots from North America and Hong Kong and Macao.

North American players are very talented. They are impressed by Jiang Siming's skills, so they really want to get to know Jiang Siming, and many of them even become Jiang Siming's number one blowout.

"Ming, you're really too strong. My sister must like you very much. I'll introduce you to me when I get a chance."

Alow also became a member of the Ming Blowing army, pulling Jiang Siming with the urge to worship him, and even his sister gave him out as a 'relief tool'.

Jiang Siming didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and teased, "Is your sister beautiful?"

"Of course, I'll show you her picture!"

Jiang Siming was just joking, but Alow was serious, he took out his phone and released a photo of a girl.

Jiang Siming took a look and drank it. He was really pretty, blond and blue-eyed, with a childlike face and big breasts.

"How is it? She called me just now, saying that she likes you very much and has become your die-hard fan." Alow said with a look of admiration.

"She... shouldn't like celebrities." Jiang Siming covered his face.

"She doesn't like celebrities, but she likes to play games. She said that you have satisfied her double standards of games and idols, and you will not be a fan in the future." Alow wanted to push his sister into the fire pit step by step.

Jiang Siming couldn't hold on to his enthusiasm, so he could only say that he would have a chance to talk about it later.

On the championship night, Jiang Siming and the others were not the only ones who were happy. The manager and coach of the 4am Club were very happy, and they treated Jiang Siming and went to Michelin for a feast.

On the way back in the evening, Jiang Siming and Wei Shen were walking on the streets of London to sober up.

Compared to hanging out yesterday, today the four of them are no longer under any pressure, all relaxed, just waiting to return home with honor.

So now the four of them are admiring the night view of London unscrupulously, and looking at London girls from time to time, it is very comfortable.

"Here, try." Jiang Siming leaned against the riverside guardrail and took out a box of cigars from his pocket.

This is the GBD cigar given by the golden fragments. Jiang Siming took it out for the first time and gave each of them one.

"I'll go, this cigar looks very high-end, what brand is it?"

"I don't know if I haven't smoked it."

"Damn it! GBD cigars are more expensive than Cuban cigars, a few thousand dollars."

The four were on the banks of the River Thames in London, each sipping a cigar.

Although I admit that this is a bit of a chore, this cigar is really powerful.

Fortunately, there is no rule in London forbidding smoking in public places, otherwise the four of them will be taken away by the police uncle.

"This cigar is really good to smoke. Where did Lao Jiang buy it? Give me a box and I'll buy it and smoke it back." Wei Shen became interested in things.

Jiang Siming generously gave him the box of cigars that he had left.

"You have to take it and smoke it. Anyway, I don't feel much about this. It's better to smoke my Liqun."

Getting used to the taste of Liqun, Jiang Siming doesn't like other cigarette flavors very much.

It was also because he used to have no money to buy good cigarettes at work, and Liqun was cheap and tasted good, so he became Jiang Siming's best 'companion' to get rid of stress and loneliness.

The next day, Wei Shen and the others bought some cosmetics that their relatives and girlfriends wanted in London, and made a cameo appearance on the purchasing team.

We flew back to Shanghai in the afternoon.

When they got off the plane, the four found that there were many 4am fans at the airport waiting for them to return home.

As soon as they saw the members of 4am, these fans immediately greeted them with excitement.

"4am cow b! World champion!"

"Congratulations to 4am for winning the world championship!"

"My God, I love you~"

"Mingshen is mighty, I'm your big fan!"

"God Wei is great!"

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The number of these fans is very large, and there are people at 4am next to the two rows of waiting, which can almost be compared to first- and second-tier stars.

The game has developed to this day, and it has become a topic that countless people love and pay attention to.

When the League of Legends S8IG won the championship, it was more than this scene when he returned to China, but the treatment of PUBG was not bad.

These two most popular games in the world today have countless players, and some of them both love them.

Both games are completely different genres, so both love and don't conflict.

In the face of this kind of star treatment, Wei Shen can calm down a little, and the eye-catching and many fish are already floating.

Jiang Siming was calmer than them. Facing such a scene, he said that he was too childish.

In order to make money and pay the rent, he dressed like a clown and went to the university cafeteria to do publicity and advertisements, practiced his eloquence on the street, and knocked door-to-door to sell insurance.

Therefore, Jiang Siming has already trained a suit of 'iron skin', and no matter what the big occasion is now, he doesn't feel anything about him, and he can't make him feel uncomfortable.

"Hello, thank you for being able to pick us up here." Jiang Siming greeted everyone without stage fright.

The fans were so excited that they wanted to take a photo with Jiang Siming.

Jiang Siming is also very

Generous promise, take photos or sign autographs with fans one by one.

For a while, the rest of the fans surrounded him, including Wei Shen, who were also surrounded by fans, but Jiang Siming had the most fans, more than the three of them combined.

When everyone was happy, a few unceremonious shouts sounded.

"Get out of the way, out of the way!"

Jiang Siming heard the reputation and saw that several bodyguards in black were driving away the fans at 4am, forcibly pushing them away, and the movements of their hands were not serious at all. Some of the thin fans were pushed by them and almost fell.

Jiang Siming paused his autograph, and immediately walked out of the fan group, stood in front of them, and said coldly: "This is the waiting room, you can't see the wide road next to it, do you have to squeeze the people here? "

"Never mind your business! If I tell you to get out, get out!" A bodyguard responded rudely.

"Open your mouth and shut your mouth, Laozi, Laozi, didn't your mother teach you manners and tutoring?"

"I think you deserve a beating!" Several bodyguards immediately surrounded Jiang Siming.

"Why, don't be so impulsive, so many people are watching, how bad the impact is, people just feel sorry for their few scattered fans, understandable, not everyone has a lot of fans like me."

Behind the bodyguard came a man wearing a mask and hat and a windbreaker to cover himself tightly. Listening to the voice, this man should be young.

However, these words were full of thorns, and they clearly mocked Jiang Siming's small reputation and love.

"Lao Jiang, who is this? Shabi!" Wei Shen and the others immediately surrounded him and shouted in a fiery temper.

The man ignored him, just looked at Jiang Siming, smiled strangely, and said, "I've heard of you, you seem to be quite popular recently, you're a little anchor, right?"

"However, as someone who has come here, I still have to persuade you that young people should not get carried away just because of a little fame. After all, they are just a small anchor. Why bother with such a big show?"

With a contemptuous tone inside and outside the words, and wearing tinted glasses, he didn't take Jiang Siming in the slightest.

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