"Not as light as you said..." After being stabbed by Xin, Gu Congxin poked out his little head again and confirmed that the fanatical fans were trying their best to join Zhan Tianxia. After no one noticed them, he got off the car like a thief.

Ji Shao stretched his legs and followed closely behind him.

As soon as Lang Qiao arrived at the door, he put his hands on his waist and carried it directly from the car to the ground.

Finally, he patted her head and said, "Be good, you are wearing a skirt today, it is not convenient for you to split."

Lang Qiao: "..." Get out of your fucking splits.

Although her legs are not as long as him, she can still reach the ground, right?

So she patted his increasingly unrestrained claws with her backhand, glared at him fiercely and said, "Get out!"

But Ji Shaoyi put his shoulders on her shoulders, followed him with a relentless attitude, and said with a smile: "Where are you going to get out?"

Lang Qiao: "????"

A hint of surprise flashed in her eyes. Just as she was about to ask him what he meant, he saw his handsome face thicker than the city wall slowly approaching, and when he approached her ear, he said: "Balcony or sofa? You can make sure the place, I can do it."

Lang Qiao: "..." Make a hammer and make it for me to climb!

When Gu Congxin saw the sticky appearance of the two of them, he felt a myocardial infarction. He turned his head and started complaining to Cheng Gong: "Teacher, can you take care of your students?"

Cheng Gong pinched Shangen, looking disgusted, but he had to sigh and said, "Dating is a compulsory course for contemporary college students, and I have no right to interfere."

Gu Congxin: "No, I want to report him driving without a license!"

Cheng Gong, who was inexplicably pressed by the wheels on his face: "..." This classmate, your driving skills seem to be bad either.

After leaving the parking lot, they were led by staff and walked all the way into the contestant's passage.

Gu Congxin wanted to attack a certain Fei Ke for a few more words, but Tian Luo suddenly pulled his sleeve: "Compared to them, you should care about yourself first."

He said, pointing at the walls on both sides of the contestant's passage.

Only then did Gu Congxin notice that on the huge posters on both sides of the contestants' passage, each team that came to participate in detail, not only listed the IDs of each player in each team, but also placed the two-inch free crown photos they handed in when they signed up.

Gu Congxin's heart skipped a beat, and she suddenly felt a bad premonition...

Before this, the reason why they acted arrogantly was that they were not a popular team and Gu Congxin was just a slut. He might have been a bit eye-catching in the low-end game at the beginning. In the high-end game, he was basically a mobile level 4 pack that could automatically pick up equipment and would not attract others' attention.

For the popularity of the live broadcast, the official will not put the camera on her.

The battle in the game is particularly fierce, and Zhan Tianxia is almost impossible to notice her.

Now, the official has posted the list directly. Maybe they will introduce it one by one when they come on stage. If Zhan Tianxia and his fans hear this ID, they will be blown up on the spot?

Tian Luo understood what she was thinking just by looking at her face, so he could only pat her shoulder and comfort her: "Just like Zhan Tianxia, ​​who walks with nostrils upside down, probably won't notice the poster."

On the other side, Zhan·Walk and his nostrils were facing the sky. When Tianxia saw QYER and was cowardly, he cursed loudly, "Fuck".

"What's wrong, Brother Zhan?" Gou Sheng, who was following him, looked puzzled.

"This, this, this, isn't this the 20,000 yuan I lost when I woke up?" Zhan Tianxia pointed at the ID, and was so angry that his hands were trembling: "QYER, cowardly, is she actually here to participate in this competition?"

Gou Sheng and him are grasshoppers on the same rope. I have heard of him being cheated if he failed to snipe, so I also scolded and said, "She didn't take a detour after seeing your ID, but she dared to come?"

"Isn't this just right?" Fu Erchen moved his fingers on the spot, twisted his neck and said, "What kind of games do girls play in every family? Today we will help her quit the Internet addiction!"

When it comes to quitting Internet addiction, Zhan Tianxia instantly recalled his fear of landing in boxes that night. He thought if I had the ability to help her quit Internet addiction, I would still have to spend money to find someone to snipe?

But in front of his teammates, he couldn't express his guilt, so he laughed dryly and said, "Can you meet him when you see it? There are a hundred people."

More importantly, his primary goal this time is to win the championship. He also spent money to release the press releases of their teams in advance, not because he wanted to join the professional team and wanted to attract the attention of major teams.

Instead, his contract with the live broadcast platform is about to expire. He wants to use this competition to make a layer of gold for himself and earn a gimmick that he is obviously capable of playing a profession but would rather be an anchor, which will increase his popularity and increase his value when renewing his contract.

Compared with his contract, the 20,000 yuan lost by Sniper QYER is not worth mentioning at all.

Gousheng is a straightforward person and doesn't understand the twists and turns in his heart at all. Seeing his calm attitude, he couldn't help but sigh: "That's just that Brother Zhan has a good temper and is unwilling to cause trouble. If I had changed to me, he would have beaten her so hard that he wouldn't even recognize her mother."

"That's it!" Bu Erchen also agreed.

With their hymns saying "Brother Zhan has a good temper" on the left and "Brother Zhan has a high quality" on the right, Zhan Tianxia held their shoulders and entered the lounge flutteringly.

At five o'clock in the afternoon, the opening ceremony began on time, with singing and dancing on the stage, and a mess behind the stage was in chaos.

Lang Yan looked at the "Magnificent" written clearly on the program list, and couldn't help but curse loudly "Fuck".

But his agent seemed to be fine and asked him with a smile: "What's wrong? You can't swear in public, so it's bad for fans to hear it."

Lang Yan: "..." My fuck @%#*...

Countless Zuan words are omitted here.

"Didn't you tell me to change "Majestic" to "The Rising Sun"?" Lang Yan threw the program list into his eyes, and wanted to overturn the table in anger: "What's going on?"

"Ah, this..." As soon as you mentioned this, the agent looked guilty: "According to your previous style of changing your behavior countless times, I thought you would regret it in the evening after sending a message in the morning. I felt that "The Rising Sun" is not as sexy as "The Majestic", and that you can't make your male fans crazy about calling you, so I didn't help you change..."

Unexpectedly, Lang Yan didn't mention this matter to him that night, so he completely forgot about it.

Lang Yan: "..." God fucked the male fans so much that they called me crazy.

He had a Crown Princess and wanted a male fan with a hammer.
Chapter completed!