Amid the fans' cries, the documentary on the LED screen came to an abrupt end. The Demon King looked around the field for a week and slowly spoke with sensational music: "From the age of 14 to 18, from pcl to pdl, from genius boy to waste devil."

"I was once at a high position, and thousands of people admired me, and I also fell to the bottom and everyone shouted and beat me."

Speaking of this, he smiled bitterly and said, "I have tasted all the hardships and sorrows in the past four years of my career, but I don't regret it. If I had the opportunity to start over, I would still sign that contract four years ago and still rush out when my teammates were humiliated, but..."

The Demon King paused, his dark eyes were full of determination: "Next time, I will remember to protect myself while protecting my teammates."

Although he dropped out of school early, he still had a non-mainstream heart. All kinds of sad sentences with gorgeous rhetoric came out, which made the fans on the scene and in front of the screen cry even more fiercely.

[Wuwuwu feels sorry for my devil's baby! He was injured to protect his teammates!]

[To be ashamed, I once swear the Demon King's technical dishes, but now, I respect you as a man!]

【The Demon King’s Real Man!】

[Wuwuwuwuwuwuwu, I'm sorry! I've followed the wind to blackmail you!]

【Devil Sorry!】

In an instant, the live broadcast room turned into a large black fan apologizing scene, and the screen was filled with: Sorry for the Demon King.

The Demon King's retirement speech continued: "I know I have a bad personality and my skills are good, so... Thank you for my girlfriend fans. I know that I am still so protective of me, I know that I will not be starved to death, but I still save money for me. I know that I am older than you and I still insist on being my mother..."

Seeing the style gradually deviating, the fans at the scene were immediately exploded again.

"Shut up! I don't allow you to say you're good!"

"So your biggest black fan is actually yourself?"

"Mom fans who were shot in the knee said, "You are too real, baby! You will make your mother feel embarrassed!"

"Ahhh bastard! The tears that I finally brewed were instantly put back! You can give me tears!"

But the Demon King curled his lips and smiled like a child who had succeeded in his prank: "When I get out later, please give me a happier bgm. Don't cry for me, it's not cool at all."

The most important thing is...

Hearing the sad bgm, he was afraid that he would be unable to bear it.

"I used to have nothing, and it was this stage that gave me everything, allowing me to be seen, supported, and loved."

At the end of the day, the Demon King finally looked at the player of the GNM team. After his eyes swept across his teammates' faces one by one, he looked straight to the camera and said, "The last sentence, I want to give it to the person who is not on the stage."

"Congratulations, you have successfully usurped the throne."

Then he bowed deeply to the audience below and turned around and left the venue.

The next second, the entire venue played "Good Luck" with drums and drums, but the fans were still crying.

【Wuwuwuhus!】

[Ahhhhhhh, did the last sentence say for Sister Lang? The wolf king CP is true!]

[Wuwuwu If retirement is a foregone conclusion, I wish you good luck every day without us.]

[I wish you a long life in your life and will be a young man when you return.]

What they didn't know was that the young man who kept saying "Don't cry for me, it's not cool at all" cried in tears the moment he walked off the field.

The red and white uniform with his ID will be hung on the field, and his career will end there.

...

In order to bid farewell to the Demon King, after the game, they did not go back to the base directly, but instead found a restaurant around the base and made an exception to drink wine.

It is both a farewell to the Demon King and a celebration of Lang Qiao becoming the first.

The devil's hand is still in recovery and cannot drink.

Lang Qiao was in trouble. He was toasted by Gatlin and waiting for me and the others, and he was dizzy after drinking.

Ji Shaoyi, who has always protected her short-term care, seemed to have taken the wrong medicine today. Not only did he not stop him, he also took the lead in taking her a few drinks.

Then he leaned lazily on the chair, tapping the table with his fingers one after another, looking at her with a smile, not knowing what bad idea he was making.

After three rounds of drinking, the private room suddenly became a large-scale scene of drinking crazy.

After Ji Shaoyi greeted Zheng Hang, he patted Lang Qiao who was lying on the table and said softly: "Be good, go back to sleep."

Then Lang Qiao sat up straight and looked at him blankly, with her black big eyes full of confusion.

Ji Shaoyi was so cute that his heart trembled. He reached out and rubbed her head and said, "Can you still leave? Do you want me to carry you?"

Lang Qiao seemed to have returned to her state when she just woke up. She was stunned for several seconds before shook her head and said with her tongue wide, "No, no need."

Then she stood up with Ji Shaoyi's arm, walked staggeringly for less than two steps, and was pulled back by Ji Shaoyi with his hat.

"Be careful." He whispered.

The restaurant is not far from the base, so Ji Shaoyi did not choose to take the bus. Instead, he pulled Lang Qiao's hat and walked her towards the base like an old man who went out to walk his dog after supper.

While walking, he teased her with bad intentions: "Mr. Lang?"

Lang Qiao let him take it, and every step was like stepping on the clouds, floating in the air.

Hearing Ji Shaoyi call her, she nodded and replied heavily: "Yes!"

Ji Shaoyi patted her head, and his tone was as light as if he was sending a puppy: "Call me husband."

Lang Qiao was like a child who had just learned calligraphy in kindergarten, and he shouted in a straight voice: "Husband!"

Ji Shaoyi suddenly laughed.

It seems that his husband is really drunk.

So he pulled the person to his side, teasing her even happier: "Do you like me?"

"I like it!" Lang Qiao answered without hesitation.

"Then..." Mr. Ji turned his eyes sly, deliberately asking her a question: "How much do you like it?"

Lang Qiao was silent immediately, like a child who had encountered a problem, scratched his head and looked around with a blank look on his face.

It was silent until Ji Shaoyi thought she would not answer again, and her white and tender fingers pointed to the dark night sky, and said softly: "I like it as if I were looking at the stars!"

Ji Shaoyi: “…” awsl.

Although I don’t know what the hell is to describe “like looking at the stars”, the husband who works hard to answer the questions is so cute!

So he bent down, leaned on her lips and squirted, "Congratulations, you've answered correctly."

Lang Qiao smiled silly twice, as if she had received some great reward, her big black eyes were crescent-shaped, and she jumped when she walked.

It can be said that he is a primary school student.
Chapter completed!