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Chapter 29

Lang Qiao was like an addict, relying on her absence of classes in the morning to suck all the videos in Ji Shaoyi's space overnight. It was not until dawn that she dragged her body, which seemed to be hollowed out, into the quilt. As soon as she closed her eyes, a large group of small cats of various colors stepped on her breasts. She was so excited that she named the group of small cats on the spot.

Well, this orange-colored crimpeded into a ball, looks like a big chicken leg, so call it a chicken leg.

That tongue sticks out so cute, just call it Ergouzi.

This guy looks so fierce and looks like a fierce man, so he is called Tiezhu...

Before she could pick all the cats' names, she faintly heard the "Dingdong" sound, which was her QQ message prompt.

Lang Qiao's eyelids were as heavy as a thousand pounds. He turned over irritably and buried his head in the quilt.

The person who sent the message seemed to be urging his life. He sent it once every half a minute, and kept "Dingdong". Lang Qiao was so annoyed that he reached out and threw his phone into the lazy sofa and continued to sleep.

After five minutes of quiet, the other party suddenly called her QQ like a snoring.

Lang Qiao: "..."

She reached out to hang up the phone in a daze, but she couldn't touch the phone for a long time. Then she thought with her remaining rationality, fuck, she threw the phone into the lazy sofa!

Lang Qiao felt that he had dug a hole for himself, so he was so angry that he beat him several times on the bed, and then rolled out of the bed and got his cell phone cursingly.

If she was given a knife, she would now be able to chop her cell phone on the spot and then follow the network cable to kill the caller and eat meat!

That’s right, getting up is so terrible!

Lang Qiao picked up the noisy phone and looked closely. There was a super cute cat avatar flashing on the phone screen, which made her feel half as cute as she woke up.

Yu Guang swept down further, and the cute cat's avatar followed the id that the thief deserved to be beaten: he was heartless and eyesighted.

Lang Qiao's face became silenced on the spot, and even her blood pressure rose up with her anger. She pressed the answer button expressionlessly and heard a low male voice with a smile on her face.

"Good morning, Steel Concrete Classmate, did you sleep well last night?" Ji Shaoyi observed Cheng Gong's movements while pressing his throat and continued to make trouble: "I don't know if I am lucky today..."

As Ji Shaoyi spoke, he suddenly felt a chill on his back. When he looked up, he met Cheng Gong's "Hishan" gaze. He was so scared that he was so excited that he immediately straightened his back. The phone on his legs also slid to the ground with a "splash" sound, and the headphone cable fell off immediately.

The next second, a irritable female voice that was so angry that she resounded throughout the classroom: "Okay, uncle! Climb for me!"

After Lang Qiao's evil dragon roared, he directly turned off his phone and crawled into the bed and continued to sleep.

And Ji Shaoyi: "..."

Cheng Gong: "..."

All students: "..."

Cheng Gong's face turned green.

After being strangely silent for half a minute, he cleared his throat and turned on the Yin-Yang Man mode again: "Let me see...who will choose to answer the questions?"

Wherever he glanced at the eyes of Kuoliang, the "quasi-professional players" immediately lowered their heads and were as quiet as chickens. They probably still muttered in their hearts: I can't see me, I can't see me...

Ji Shaoyi was too lazy to recite "I can't see me". He had washed his neck and was about to die.

After making a long preparation for the preview, Cheng Gong turned his eyes to Ji Shaoyi and said with a smile: "I'm not targeting anyone, so I'll ask Tian Luo to——"

Ji Shaoyi suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, but the next second he heard Cheng Gong change his mind and sent him an invitation from hell: "Come and answer."

Ji Shaoyi: "..." I'm just a little short of my death on the spot.jpg

For a moment, he wanted to pack up his things and got out immediately, and he would never sit at the same table with Tian Luo again in his life.

Life is not easy, Ji Shao sighed.

Adhering to the principle that the question may not be correct, but the posture must be handsome, Ji Shaoyi stood up like 2,500 or 80,000, and looked at PPT calmly, and then he almost disappeared.

I saw that the questions on PPT were: (1) In 2003, "e-sports" became the official sports event ()?

a,55b,99c,100d,101

(2) The first China E-sports Games (Ceg) was officially released, and the time is ()

a,2000b,2004c,2008d,2012

(3) On the KPL stage, the professional player who won five kills when he debuted is ()

a, beautyb, ten kill c, lightd,hero

......

After reading a series of multiple-choice questions, Ji Shaoyi suspected on the spot that he had studied a fake e-sports.

What if you agree to be indifferent to life and death? What is the ability to force yourself to lie on the test paper? Is there a way to get involved in the game and touch it?

Doing papers or something, this is really not a fucking e-sports at all!

Tian Luo originally wanted to sneak a Baidu answer and provide some off-site assistance to his boss, but when he looked at Ji Shaoyi's standing posture of 20,000 or 50,000 yuan, holding the momentum of the lifeline of the global economy, calm expression, and looking as if he was sure to win, he silently put down his claws of touching his phone, feeling that he was stable!

Ji Shaoyi did not disappoint him. He only heard him say a cold voice and slowly said: "Teacher, I don't know."

Tian Luo: "???" Maybe this is the boss.

Don’t care about how you answer the questions, you must pretend to be good.

Don’t ask, asking is the self-cultivation of a handsome guy.

"Isn't this question? OK." Cheng Gong was also very 'easy'. He turned the page to PPT with his fingers: "I don't make things difficult for you. If you can answer the questions present correctly, I will let you sit down."

So Ji Shaoyi saw: (1) In the blasting mode of cf, when all his teammates die and only 1vn is left, it is an endgame. If you encounter a lurker's endgame, take 1v3 as an example, and the map is a black town, please analyze how you will deal with it according to tactical angles.

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Q: Can Arrilia support her teammates? How many seconds have she been controlled?

Ji Shaoyi: "..." I suspect you are making things difficult for me. This hodgepodge of cf mixed-up lol is evidence.

Isn’t this obviously making things difficult for him, a handsome dude who is good at playing pubg?

He didn't know whether Arrilia had to support her teammates. He couldn't wait for Tian Luo's support anyway, and was driven out of the classroom by Cheng Gong in tears.
Chapter completed!
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