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Chapter 4 The slaves are not worthy of love

Both Tong Yaoyao and Lu Zhanye fell silent.

Yun Zuofan looked to his left, then to his left, and noticed that he was scrutinizing.

"Have you ever met Wild Dad in a game... and you were killed by her alone??"

Although their team is quite rubbish, well, well, it is really rubbish.

But the jungle jungler Lu is indeed very strong. He was once called the "most potential" jungler. Even though he kept failing in the spring split, he once scored three pentakills on his own.

Such a Lu Zhanye was killed by this little girl alone?

Yun Zuofan suddenly felt energetic, his waist was no longer sore, and he even made himself a cup of coffee.

"Then let's have a fight and let me see how good this little girl is."

Lu Zhanye finally became serious, "Are we solo mid laner or jungler?"

Tong Yaoyao said, "Go jungle. If you don't play mid lane, I won't bully you."

Lu Zhanye was a little annoyed and laughed.

"You are a little kid, but you are a little older, but your tone is not small."

Tong Yaoyao tried her best to stand up on her tiptoes and jumped twice. Seeing her like this, Lu Zhanye bent down slightly.

"Okay, let me pat my shoulder."

The two of them sat on chairs and started preparing for SOLO.

Yun Zuofan made a new cup of coffee, crossed his legs, and looked at Tong Yaoyao and Lu Zhanye sitting in rows, just like adults with their children.

He couldn't help but feel bad about it, took out his cell phone, took a picture, and sent it to their team group.

Well, their team group is just one person.

Their coach ran away, and now he is the only manager left.

The team members were almost exhausted, all the substitutes were gone, the youth training team had no money to train and was disbanded, one of the five starters was poached, leaving only four.

It's so miserable that we can't even get a complete team together.

Yun Zuofan felt sad and continued to post pictures and captions.

"Look, does it look like a father-daughter photo?"

Bai Yu, the boss, replied cooperatively.

"It's very similar."

Then ask.

"Who is this girl? Is the wild father's girlfriend here?"

Assistant Bian Jin suddenly became restless, that word was typed.

"Wild dad has a girlfriend?! Who?! When?! How far has it progressed?!"

"We agreed to be single together, but my wild father secretly held my hand."

"I'll go! This girl is so pretty! Pretty! Lolita! Princess style! My favorite type!"

"Wild dad is 1.94 meters tall, and this little girl is 1.5 meters tall. Are the two of them the right size? Wild dad is a beast!"

Yun Zuofan glanced twice and asked.

"You all play with your mobile phones? Are you so idle? Don't you want to play games anymore?"

Bian Jin said honestly.

"So what if you beat me? I'm just an assistant, so there's no point in solo queue. Otherwise, I'd be playing Yao Mei and riding a macho guy?!"

Bai Yu said.

"You can play in tandem, I'll play Zhu Bajie, and you'll ride me."

Bianjin piapia typing.

"Daddy Jin, you are playing with Emperor Kai. You keep playing with Zhu Bajie, which breaks my girl's heart."

Bai Yu took a sip of wolfberry water.

"Girls are not as important as good grades."

Bian Jin was helpless, "Fen slaves don't deserve love!"

There was nothing Yun Zuofan could do against them. Even chatting was better than the lifeless appearance before.

It's just that no one has any enthusiasm for games anymore.

There is no hope for the future, everything is dark, and the future can be seen at a glance...

"FirstBlood! (first blood)"

The sound of killing in the game sounded.

Yun Zuofan took a slow sip of coffee.

"Hey, whoever gets first blood in SOLO wins. Okay, little girl, let's vote. The game is over."

Tong Yaoyao raised her head, her eyes bright under her bangs.

"He is the one who loses."

"ah?!"
Chapter completed!
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