A heavy brick pressed onto the book Zheng Hang sent him, and there were four golden words engraved on the brick: Love is stronger than bricks.

Lang Qiao had been tossing for the middle of the night last night, and was called up early this morning, and his whole body looked depressed.

After she put the bricks in the same routine, she turned around and was about to leave without saying a word.

"Hey." The Demon King reached out to stop her, frowned and said, "Is there nothing I want to say?"

Lang Qiao was so sleepy that his mind was no longer in control. He stared at him for several seconds before he dug out a sentence from his barren language library: "I don't call him Hey, my name is Lang Qiao?"

Demon King: "…"

Who the hell knows that your name is Lang Qiao!

What he wants is a farewell message!

After all, I have been in the team for so long, is this scumbag really in love?

Seeing his face getting heavier and heavier, Lang Qiao said tentatively: "When we advance to PCL, are you welcome to support us?"

Demon King: "..." It hurts heartbroken, Lao Tie.

The thing he was most unwilling to accept in his eighteen years of his life was that he failed to lead the team back to the PCL field.

If Ji Shaoyi and Lang Qiao can...

Then he wishes them good luck.

Only those who have truly entered this circle and experienced the lives of low-level players can understand that this circle has never lacked any genius, and only a very small number of people can truly shine through e-sports.

Most people burn their youth and lose their healthy body, and end up with an unknown ending, and no one even remembers that they have ever been here.

After a few more greetings, Zheng Hang sent the Demon King to the airport.

The journey between Ji Shaoyi and Lang Qiao is still continuing.

...

Since the new semester, Tian Luo has completely uninstalled the game, and every day, the dormitory, classroom, and canteen will not stop.

He never thought that one day he could live such a life as fulfilling as the top students.

I never thought that one day, he would be lost because he saw a super cute kitten on the roadside, but no one shared it.

That person has so many fans, so there should be no shortage of people who share the beautiful scenery, right?

Tian Luo touched the kitten's belly and thought a little disappointedly.

It was not until it was getting late that Tian Luo patted the kitten's head, whispered "goodbye", and then returned to the dormitory with his schoolbag.

As soon as he pushed open the dormitory door, he heard a loud voice that was almost broken: "Let us congratulate Mr. Ji for leading the team to win the first game with his own strength!"

Xishu, who was sitting on the upper bunk, screamed excitedly: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Tian Luo: "..."

Well, this little fat man who can vomit even when he jumps an umbrella is actually watching Ji Shaoyi's game video, and he is particularly sincere.

It seems that he, a child bride, has been raised in vain.

The more Tian Luo thought about it, the more he felt that as a good friend, he would not support others in the game, which seemed unreasonable.

Anyway, today's learning task has been completed, so let's relax when watching the game.

With the idea of ​​supporting his good friends, Tian Luo clicked on the PDL Spring Professional League game video, and saw Lang Qiao wearing four on the field from Ji Shaoyi's thunder and four on the court, and saw the weekly finals from the first week's regular season.

Then he became more and more popular as he looked, and he became more and more popular as he unknowingly finished the game between them...

Seeing that my former teammates are now invincible on the field and shines brightly, it is fake to say that they don’t envy them.

While envious, he still has a few more itchy hands.

What would happen if...he didn't choose to obey the wishes of his family and instead entered the e-sports circle with them?

As soon as such thoughts came out, they immediately spread wildly in his mind like seaweed and could not be removed.

So much so that he had completely lost insomnia that night.

After tossing and turning on the wooden bed for a while, Tian Luo decisively got up and got out of bed, turned on the computer, and downloaded the pubg again.

"Just hit it, and after you hit it, get out and go to sleep..." Tian Luo repeatedly reminded himself in his mouth, and double-clicked the left button to start pubg.

He drove a single row, and a hundred men danced around in the Quality Square for a while, and the plane took off.

Perhaps it was because he was so excited that he watched the game all night. Tian Luo, who had been abandoned for a long time, not only did not follow the old Yinbi jungler route, but instead jumped directly to P City and chose to bet.

His sharp gun skills are not a little worse than Ji Shaoyi, a professional assaulter, and it is enough to deal with ordinary passers-by.

After a burst of gunfire, the city of P, which was crowded at the beginning, instantly turned into a dead city.

And Tian Luo is the king of this city.

He was so crazy that he almost didn't need to search the house, and the supplies he licked were enough for him to use.

Therefore, after clearing the person, he had no nostalgia and turned his head and drove to the next city.

until……

He heard some subtle footsteps.

There are still people who stay in P City!

Tian Luo jumped out of the car immediately and followed the sound of footsteps and looked over.

After a long and round trip, he walked into a building, and as soon as he entered the house, he glanced sharply at a person lying on the sofa in the room.

His muscle memory was faster than his brain reaction. He almost subconsciously pressed the fire button, but after firing two shots, the fire suddenly turned off.

...

"Why don't you wear clothes?"

"If it weren't for not wearing clothes, who would have been willing to broadcast the entire network with his chest and his back exposed?"

"Why, after entering the game, take mine to you?"

"Then are you shirtless?"

"It's okay, I'll pick it up after I go in."

"Okay, then I want the one you look the best."

“This one is too simple.”

“This color scheme is eye-catching.”

“This one looks like pork belly.”

...

Memories surged out of control, so that Tian Luo was stunned for a long time before he pulled the corners of his lips bitterly.

He thought that after so long, he should have forgotten it.

But now, just seeing a person wearing the same clothes as him, he can remember their past dialogue without saying a word.

The man on the sofa didn't know if he was scared by him or something, but Tian Luo stood there with a gun in his arms, and he didn't know how to fight back.

As a traitor, Tian Luo took out his cell phone, clicked on the D station, and saw that Lang Yan was indeed broadcasting live.

And the live broadcast room title is: Sexy Wolf Palace, online p-city.

Tian Luo: "???"!!!

The picture in the live broadcast room was so delayed that when he entered at one point, he saw Lang Yan wearing a Gothic Lolita dress and a tea-like princess cut wig, and was so cute in a hurry.

"What to do? What to do?" He manipulated the characters to find a place to hide, while asking everyone for their opinions: "This group of people seems to have been killing crazy!"
Chapter completed!