Hearing the sound of pushing the door, the Demon King even rotated the man and the chair by 180 degrees. His long legs, which had nowhere to be placed, sneered at Lang Qiao: "The handsome man has been training all morning, and the food man has just gotten up."

He clapped his hands as he said, sarcastic: "Is this how you fight for opportunities?"

Lang Qiao: "..." Damn, I really want to hit him.

She took a deep breath and silently recited in her heart: I am deaf, I am blind, I can't hear, I can't see...

Then he walked straight into the training room, and didn't even want to give him a look.

For this provocation, the Demon King got up early in the morning. Unexpectedly, his mockery was like a grain of sand falling into a deep pool, which could not arouse any splash of water at all.

He was so angry that he stretched out his long legs and blocked Lang Qiao's way, "Hey, are you talking to you? Have you heard it?"

Lang Qiao stepped across his long legs without squinting, and saw his long arms stretching out and blocking her way again.

Lang Qiao moved a step to the side, and he slid on the chair and followed. The two of them moved repeatedly in the cramped training room like two crabs, until the Demon King supported the wall with both hands and squeezed her to the corner.

Lang Qiao: "..."

"Even if you pass, it's useless." The Demon King patted the pink e-sports chair under his body, with pride in the corners of his eyes and eyebrows: "Your e-sports chair is in my hand."

Lang Qiao: "..." Mom is mentally retarded.

This person would not get up early in the morning and deliberately occupy this pink chair just to show off in front of her, right?

No, right? No, right? No, no, there are really people who are so naive, right?

In the imagination of the Demon King, a small thing like Lang Qiao, who is not as tall as his legs should be the same as his niece. He will cry when he is pulled with a braid, fall down accidentally while walking, and cry when his beloved doll is stolen...

He still thrusts when he cries hard, but he is so cute when he thinks about it.

The girl in front of her always lowered her eyes. After hearing what he showed off, she just sneered, and didn't even bother to give him a look.

Just an e-sports chair, whocares?

What's more, this chair belonged to Ji Shaoyi yesterday.

After two people stood and the other sat, silently confronting each other for a few minutes, the Demon King spoke again: "If you say something, I will give it back to you."

Otherwise, he really couldn't figure out what he was doing to get up early in the morning to occupy this chair.

Maybe he was so stupid that he thought he could use a chair as a threat to force her to perform a freestyle for himself, and then recorded the screen and posted it on Weibo to regain his lost dignity!

But he never expected that after a night, his short legs substitute became mute...

Then he had to settle for the second best and force her to say something.

After all, you can't have too high demands on a mute.

Lang Qiao thought about it in her mind, feeling that it would be okay for him to be blocked like this. If Ji Shaoyi bumped into it, he might even make trouble with her again.

Compared to the man who coaxes dogs, it seems that it is no big deal to say something to the devil.

So she raised her head and said with a blank expression: "Aba Aba Aba Aba..."

Demon King: "????"

One minute later, a new message appeared in the team group.

[The Great Devil of the World: You signed a substitute and a mute @gnm Manager Zheng Hang]

[The Great Demon King of the World: I think a substitute who cannot communicate normally with others is not suitable for staying in the team. Please consider it carefully @gnm Manager Zheng Hang]

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Before Zheng Hang could reply, Lang Qiao had already come out to defy the rumors.

【Lang's Temptation: Only smart people can hear me.】

Demon King: "???" So? I'm just a fucking idiot?

I suspect you are scolding me, and I have evidence!

After Lang Qiao replied to the news, he was about to continue practicing the gun when he heard a loud "bang".

She turned around with a blank look on her face, and saw that the Demon King was so angry that he stood up several hairs, and he pounded the wooden table several times.

So she paused her hand when she put her phone in, and replied again without fear of death.

【Lang's temptation: Patients with manic disorder cannot hear it even more.】

Demon King: "..." Get out of your thief manic disorder.

He raised his hand that wanted to hit the table halfway, and then silently put it down.

He is not manic!

He had nowhere to vent his anger, so he just clicked on the computer and just had a pause.

A few minutes later, Lang Qiao received a provocative emoticon pack.

The cheap panda man held an e-sports chair in his hand, and it was written in eye-catching font: Have you seen this starting place? I won’t give it to you if I throw it away!

Lang Qiao: "..."

She sneered coldly, and she turned to Li Zeyan's three consecutive games.

【Lang's Temptation: Childish.jpg】

【Lang's temptation: Not awake.jpg】

【Lang's temptation: But that's it.jpg】

Demon King: "…"

To be honest, he would rather be scolded and beaten by her than her current attitude of "whatever you like, I will lose if I get angry."

This is a fucking contempt for him!

He was so angry that he clicked into the browser on the spot and started searching: How to make a girl cry? Waiting online, it was quite urgent.

Then he saw...

Sand sculpture netizen a: Are you sick?

Sand sculpture netizen b: Is it okay to cry on the bed?

Shasil netizen c: This is not simple? Drink more water when you have something wrong, go to bed early when you are undecided, and give gifts first. You should cry when you are moved. You should always keep quotes from straight men.

Sand Sculpture Netizen D: If it really doesn't work, just put "Erquan Yingyue" and cut onions beside her, and it will take effect in minutes.

Shasil netizen e: What is it about a girl who is angry and crying? You are so angry that a boy who is angry!

After a series of silly silly answered, the Demon King: "..." Thank you, I was so angry.

Zheng Hang had a meeting with the club executives overnight last night. Unexpectedly, he got up a few hours later, and their starting sniper and substitute sniper were pinched again.

He was so scared that he didn't have time to wash his face, he put on his clothes and rushed into the training room, and then saw...

The Demon King pulled Zhang's e-sports chair and sat behind Lang Qiao with his legs crossed. Whenever she shot a shuttle, he could get some comments from him: "That's it?"

"Spray rice on the keyboard, and the chicken is more sexy than you do."

"No, right? No, right? There will be no one who can't land 98k, and the airdrop cannot pick up a 15x mirror. The eighth-fold mirror still needs to press the gun. The blood volume cannot be filled instantly, the help of people cannot be instantly started, the headshot can be shot in seconds when opening the mirror, and the fate circle cannot be condoms, right?"

Under his crazy awkwardness, Lang Qiao passed five levels and defeated six generals, and entered the finals all the way, successfully winning the game with a record of 15 kills.

Then she threw the headphones, raised her leg and kicked the Demon King: "Get out!"
Chapter completed!