The CP fans of Xingchenhai already felt that something was wrong. They once again maintained the tacit understanding they should have. They would never tell King.
Lu Wan was looking forward to it, looking forward to it.
A rough voice came from the headset: "Brother!"
The ground shook and the ceiling shook.
who? Who is it!
He glanced at the logo under the five little avatars. Only the nine-tailed fox's microphone was on, so was Shen Qingyue playing tricks on him just now?
But Lu Wan couldn't reveal his identity. He deliberately remained silent for a while before asking: "Yao, was that sound made by you just now?"
Shen Qingyue: [Yeah, don’t you like it? Brother, brother, brother! 】
Lu Wan's brain hurts just looking at the word "brother". That majestic voice is so penetrating and is still echoing in his mind. His soul is in urgent need of purification.
Yun Zhongjun: "Are you serious?"
Shen Qingyue's brother shouted smoothly now: "Yes, brother, didn't you say that you like me no matter I am a boy or a girl?" Are all wild kings so fickle? 】
Yun Zhongjun: "I like you, can you meet me face to face?"
Shen Qingyue paused, suspecting that she heard wrongly, but the fans on the barrage posted "promise him". Shen Qingyue asked hesitantly: "Aren't you CP fans of Xingchenhai? Why are you suddenly... ”
Fans:
[Baby, you have to meet other men to know that King is the best. 】
【After all the hardships, it is him after all. 】
[We are just letting you open your eyes, not asking you to really abandon King. 】
Shen Qingyue was suspicious: "Really?"
Fans: [Yes, yes, yes. 】
Back to the game.
Daji on the opposite side was resurrected. Seeing that Shen Qingyue's Yao was still trapped under their highland tower, she kindly released a little heart, knocking out Yao's passive. Yao switched to a deer form, and she jumped out lightly. defense tower.
As for Yun Zhongjun, there is no way she can get on top of him again if she wants to get away as far as she can.
Shen Qingyue clicked all the buttons on the public screen: [Thank you, Miss Daji. 】
Daji: [It’s okay, we are all foxes. 】
Shen Qingyue: [? 】
Daji: [Your game ID is not Jiuweihu. Although you are probably fake, I am a big fan of Jiuweihu, so I will save you. 】
Turns out he is a fan of hers.
Shen Qingyue: [Daji, do you want to rank with us in the next round? 】
Daji: [Okay, although we are in the fifth platoon, I can abandon them. 】
Shen Qingyue: [Then I’ll wait for you. 】
Lu Wan: As for him, even if Shen Qingyue doesn't want to think about Yun Zhongjun, he should at least think about himself, King. He invites strangers to the rankings so easily. No wonder he is the famous vixen in the Canyon of Kings!
Just when Shen Qingyue and Daji were passionately touching each other, Yun Zhongjun suddenly got in between them.
Daji, a hero, specializes in showing off.
But Yun Zhongjun's ultimate move puts him in an uncontrollable state.
The two of them met, and one can imagine the result: Daji farted before she even finished her skills.
Shen Qingyue: [Yun Zhongjun, what are you doing? 】
Yun Zhongjun: "Teach you how to kill Daji quickly?"
Shen Qingyue: [The little fox is so cute, how could you bear to do it? 】
Yun Zhongjun: "I moved very quickly and tried to make her death as painless as possible. It was all for your sake that I didn't torture her."
Daji:......
She was in pain, and this wave directly turned her 1-1 record into a negative record.
Moreover, her teammates were submissive and did not dare to help her take revenge. She was in so much pain that she almost had to hold back her mask of pain.
Daji still opened everything: [Can’t you remind me that Yun Zhongjun is here? 】
Her teammates: [He hid his vision so well that he couldn’t be seen on the mini-map. 】
Daji: [Marco, you are so close to me, why don’t you help me! 】
Marco: [Ancestor, if I dare to help you, I can die with you. 】
Daji: [I withstood all his skills, but all your skills are still there, can't you beat Yun Zhongjun? 】
Marco: [Did you know that there is a mysterious power called love? 】
Daji: [? ? ? 】
Marco: [Yao and Yun Zhongjun are lovers. Just now, when Yun Zhongjun left Yao under the tower, it seemed that they were having a temper. You have to go and rescue Yao. If you are not unlucky, who is? 】
Daji:......
Shen Qingyue looked at the words that appeared in the chat box, and she felt that she needed to explain: [Yun Zhongjun and I are not lovers. 】
At the same time, Yun Zhongjun also said: [Yao and I are not lovers. 】
Fans on the barrage: [? ? ? 】
At this time, an audience member explained: [The vest belongs to the vest, and the right owner is the right owner. It is absolutely impossible for the vest to replace the right owner. Even if the vest is him, he does not want Shen Qingyue to abandon the right owner and favor the vest, because the vest is a temptation from the outside world. The real owner is the real him! 】
Fan: [I see, I understand. 】
The game was finally over. Shen Qingyue immediately kicked Yun Zhongjun out of the team, but Yun Zhongjun took the trouble to send a message asking for an invitation. Shen Qingyue simply blacklisted Yun Zhongjun.
Lu Wan: Should he be happy or unhappy?
*
After the free training match in the afternoon, five people will form a team together in the evening.
When Shen Qingyue left the live broadcast room and prepared to go to the training room, she found that it was raining lightly in the sky. The staff in the live broadcast room did not bring umbrellas. Someone called the staff of the logistics team and they would send umbrellas.
The live broadcast room is a two-story small bungalow. The first floor is used by players of each team, and the second floor is the live broadcast room for guests.
Previously, the YG team’s live broadcast of training sessions was their team’s responsibility, so they did not come to the exclusive live broadcast room of the King’s training camp.
Shen Qingyue walked up to the second floor. She opened the floor-to-ceiling windows and sat on the small hanging basket on the balcony. The breeze gently blew over her face, and cold raindrops floated in. She closed her eyes and enjoyed the quiet atmosphere.
Suddenly, there was a noise in my ears.
The staff exclaimed: "Hey, look over there, who is coming?"
"What's the matter? Why does it feel like he didn't bring anything? Didn't he say there were ten of us here? Did he only bring an umbrella?"
"But why doesn't that figure look like a logistics worker?"
"It doesn't matter, as long as he is responsible for sending us back."
Shen Qingyue finally opened her eyes. She was holding the jade rope woven from the canes of the hanging basket, resting her chin on the back of her hands, and looking into the distance. She was on the balcony on the second floor, and the staff were all downstairs. Her field of vision was wider than them.
Shen Qingyue took a glance and found a familiar figure not far away.
He walked through the haze of mist and rain, wearing a white shirt with the cuffs slightly rolled up, revealing a slender wrist. The black umbrella he held in his hand was slightly raised, and his pair of dark peach blossom eyes were slightly bent. The delicate white face is filled with warm light. Lu Wan raised his eyebrows slightly and his eyes sparkled: "Shen Qingyue, I'm here to pick you up"