Therefore, he wants to enter the professional circle.

He wants to get rid of his parents and prove himself in a completely new field.

Every light and heat he emits on this stage comes from himself, not his parents and family.

And those who are jealous, attacked, and maliciously smeared him are only worth hiding in dark and wet corners and watching him shine.

They felt that the stage was not fair and open enough this time, so they tried to stand on a higher stage.

As long as he continues to win unswervingly, he will always be recognized and respected.

Lang Qiao looked at his firm eyes and finally nodded, typing a row of words for Lang Yan.

【Lang's temptation: No need.】

【Lang's Temptation: Compared to the PR team, we want to use our strength to block those people's mouths.】

Just like when she first likes games, it is just because she doesn’t need to have too many pussy or worry about it in the game.

If you don’t like anyone, just make an appointment, just beat him until he is convinced.

What they didn't expect was that before they even entered the stadium, the atmosphere of group fights was already very strong.

Among the four anchors of the Invincible Team, three are from Tong City. They usually have the most offline competitions in Tong City and its surrounding cities, so the base of local fans is very large.

When they heard that Zhan Tianxia and others suffered losses in the game, they all rushed to the scene to support them.

Before the cars of all the evil people approached the competition venue, the crowd began to get restless. Various light signs were waving, as lively as a large fan support party.

But their support is—

"Ji Shaoyi got out of the e-sports circle!"

"Get out with your money, our e-sports circle won't take advantage of your capitalist style!"

"How many mothers do you have enough for you to be so damn?"

"Is it great to have money? Can you trample on other people's efforts and steal other people's honors if you have money?"

Seeing that the situation was wrong, the security guard at the scene immediately raised a cordon and stopped the emotional fans outside.

Amid the yelling and scolding that were higher than a wave, Ji Shaoyi took off his haircut, dusted up the dust that did not exist on his body, and got out of the car as an international superstar.

And he curled his lips with a sly curse, and he said in a desperate situation: "Thank you all for coming to help us all night long, we will definitely work harder!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the fans of Zhan Tianxia became even more angry, and countless loud national curses burst out from the crowd in an instant.

"Damn it! Is this person shameless? Who the hell is here to support you?"

"Dad, I'm here to visit your grave! Today is your day of worship next year!"

"Bah! It's really shameless!"

Ji Shaoyi has always been shameless and has been used to being shameless. Seeing these brainless fans responding enthusiastically, he even waved his hands to move with them: "I know you love me, don't praise you so loudly."

"If you praise me again? If you praise me again, I will be embarrassed."

"What gifts do you bring if you come here? Really, remember to change the next support card to pink. Green is not auspicious, I don't like it."

As long as I am thick-skinned, there will be no rumors that can hurt me.

Not to mention the fans of Zhan Tianxia, ​​even Lang Qiao, who was walking beside him, was aroused by his lack of appearance and said with a look of disdain: "You really won't be beaten like this--"

Before the word 'Is' was released, she swept her eyes away. A fan who was so angry that he lost his mind was yelling when the security guard was not paying attention: "All the evil people got out of the e-sports circle--"

Then he raised his hand and a bottle of unopened mineral water came straight to her.

Lang Qiao's eyes sterned. Just as she was about to hug her head and avoid him, someone reacted faster than her.

Ji Shao pulled her into his arms, stretched his hand, and steadily caught the bottle of water. His dark eyes were completely smiled, and he stared at the murderer quietly and said, "Thank you for this fan's ingenious encouragement. We will definitely not let your expectations down, win the championship, and stay in the e-sports circle."

Lang was caught off guard by a hero and Mei. Qiao hugged in his arms for two seconds, then gave him a thumbs up and said without hesitation: "Awesome."

Ji Shaoyi: "..." What the hell is awesome? This is what a weak woman you just saved should say?

He curled his lips and decided to use magic to deal with magic. He said straightforwardly: "I want to hear you say more than awesome..."

He paused, leaned into her ear and said, "Honey is awesome."

Lang Qiao: "..."Thank you, I was slutted.

This is the first time that the security guards have worked in this venue for so many years, and they have seen such a strong and such a protective object that can attract hatred.

That night, the security guards patrolling back and forth in the venue had increased significantly, and even the security checks became more stringent than before.

I was afraid that a social news would appear accidentally: Shocked! A contestant in an e-sports competition was stabbed by black fans for more than ten times because of too many sluts. The knife was the key!

Of course, no matter how thorough the organizer's security measures are, they can only resist physical damage for them. They still need to resist magic attacks themselves.

When the all-member team came on the court, not only did no one applaud the audience, but there was a lot of booing.

Even the barrage in the official live broadcast room has changed drastically.

[Yeah, isn’t this bringing funds into the circle? Why are they still alive?]

[Maybe it was the crowdfunding killer that was traffic jam on the road? [Funny]]

[No more, I'm here to see Master Zhan slay the dragon.]

[What are they still dragons? It’s almost the same as snakes.]

It was not until Mimian and Xiaojiu, two people with their own crosstalk effects, that the sarcasm in the barrage finally became less.

Mianmian is still as lively as ever: "Hello everyone on the scene and in front of the screen. Welcome to the scene of the national finals of the pubg city league. I am a professional commentator who has never owed money to Mianmian!"

Faced with his forced whitewashing, Xiaojiu remained indifferent: "Even if Mianmian owes me money, I dare not urge him to pay it back, Xiaojiu."

[Hahahahahahahahahaha, why are you so fat in Mianmian? Why do you owe Xiaojiu coins every day?]

[Is it called owing my husband money? This is called erotic!]

[Hahahahahahaha, let's not call them Mianjiu CP, forget about calling them free CP.]

[Tsk tsk tsk, it seems like Mianmian has been free to get a job at Xiaojiu and didn't give him any money.]

The fujokovic in the barrage were discussing it in full swing, and suddenly saw Mianmian wide-eyed and said, "Don't defame people innocence out of thin air. When did I owe you money?"

Xiaojiu's right hand clenched into a fist, pressed against his chin, and coughed embarrassedly, "That... what you asked me to do last night was another price."

As soon as these words came out, the barrage exploded.

[???? Please help me see, am I still pure white?]
Chapter completed!