This photo of Chu Yun speaking with a microphone was printed on the cover of the e-sports media magazine the next day.
Chu Yun also tried to become a minor celebrity this time. If Chu Yun's popularity only existed in word-of-mouth with some players, this time, Chu Yun has completely appeared in the eyes of the public, even next door. Wang Er, who sells vegetables on the street, and Li Si, who repairs cars across the street, all know that there was an arrogant uncle named Trumpeter in the Age of Heroes, who tried to challenge the most handsome No. 1 Chu Hanxuan in the dynasty.
Rumors spread quickly in the streets and alleys.
Fans of Dynasty, Chu Hanxuan and Liang Mengqi all complained: Where did you get the bad guy? He didn't even look in the mirror.
Interface for teasing: Damn it, I finally let you wait for this day, the dynasty is a bad man and a woman, why don’t you die quickly.
Players who seek truth from facts sat on the bench: Lemon SLV has strength.
The nymphomaniac ignored the above three: They are both so handsome. If there was a competition, I don’t know who to cheer for.
The perverts argued: Both beautiful girls were fucked by pigs.
A non-famous and unprofessional commentator commented: The results await further observation.
The restaurant clerk said: This person has caused violence in public places.
The police said: He is not the culprit.
Chu Hanxuan said: If you have the guts, let the horse come.
Of course, in the end, netizens discovered that the fake Chu Hanxuan IP on the Internet was not from Beijing, so he was obviously not the real person.
The real Chu Hanxuan is sitting in front of the computer watching the rep of the previous fight at the Altar of Nightmare with Trumpet.
It was getting late, and in the entire empty practice room, only the display screen in front of Chu Hanxuan gave off a bright white light.
"It's this guy again."
Chu Hanxuan heard the sound and turned his head, just in time to see the coffee handed by Liang Mengqi.
"Thank you." He said with a smile.
"This person looks very much like you." Liang Mengqi said.
"Which aspect?" Chu Hanxuan asked.
"Victorious." Liang Mengqi said, smiled softly, lowered her head and took a sip of tea from her thermos cup.
Chu Hanxuan shook his head and smiled noncommittally.
"He's not like me." Chu Hanxuan said, "But this feeling, he really looks like the same person."
"who?"
"Son of God." Chu Hanxuan said with a calm expression.
"..."
Liang Mengqi fell silent.
She looked at Chu Hanxuan's expression and found that he was still unstable, but even she, who had been partnering with him, couldn't tell whether the deep-surface wounds had scabbed over.
Chu Hanxuan felt something strange and patted the back of Liang Mengqi's hand to reassure her.
He smiled calmly.
"No matter who comes, I will never lose again."
At this moment, unlike the silent dynasty, a group of people are gathering in a high-rise office building in Luwan District, Shanghai, about 1,000 kilometers away from Beijing.
They surrounded the screen wall where the game video was playing and remained silent for a long time.
When the person on the screen was blowing a trumpet, dragging an axe, and killed the boss with a final critical hit, the man with glasses sitting on the sofa in the center pressed the pause button.
"Fight the boss without injury, who among you can do it?" His voice was calm, but there was something unpeaceful about it.
For a long time, no one answered.
The man with glasses raised his glasses with his middle finger and turned to the assistant team member beside him: "What do you think?"
"It's worth poaching." The deputy team leader replied very concisely. No matter what you ask him, he will always give you the simplest and most correct answer.
Some people may say that his language lacks emotion, but the man with glasses appreciates this direct and simple style, just like his nickname, Silent Death.
"I'll leave this matter to you. Try to meet his requirements as much as possible. We, Longteng, need people like this." Looking at the character on the cover of the e-sports weekly, he couldn't help but smile bitterly.
"You are indeed the right person for this stage."
At this time, a slightly fat man patted him from behind: "Han Sheng, what are you looking at?"
The middle-aged man handed him the book.
The slightly fat man looked at the cover of the book and shook his head, showing a smile that was mixed with a bit of happiness, a bit of sadness, and a bit of helplessness: "I've been waiting for him for nine years. It's a pity, a pity."
He paused and then said, "Have you ever invited him?"
The middle-aged man nodded.
The slightly fat man's eyes shone: "Then..."
"He has already promised to someone else first."
The fat man's smile stopped, and he couldn't help but sigh again.
"What a pity..."
In Qiunan City, the group of people closest to Chu Yun and Lin Ruoxi had gathered together to discuss how to hold the celebration banquet, as if Chu and Lin had won the first place in the competition.
Xiao Ya was full of enthusiasm: "This celebration banquet will be held in my store. Anyway, I have freed up the private room upstairs and started decorating it now. I will surprise them when the time comes!"
"What should I do if I lose?" Xiao Qing complained casually, which made everyone roll their eyes and quickly push their hands: "I was joking."
"No need to make such a tasteless joke... Do you think Xiao Ruo and Chu Yun can win against Dynasty?"
"This goal is a bit far away." Lin Xiao scratched his cheek.
"How could it be? Life is about having goals. Come on, I wish them success!" Xu Fan took the lead in raising a glass.
"cheers--"
Finally, after a full circle, he returned to Beijing. In a large and gorgeously decorated house, Luo Cong sank into the sofa.
He was holding a wine bottle and his forehead with one hand, full of sorrow.
At this time, Erwuzi opened the door and came in.
"How's it going?" Luo Cong raised his head and asked hurriedly.
"Well, the other party's protection seems a bit tight, and the situation is a bit..." Erwuzai lowered his head and carefully chose his words.
"Tell me the important point!" Luo Cong shouted.
"It's just not done yet..."
"Not done yet?" Luo Cong suddenly stood up from the sofa and swept everything on the coffee table to the floor. He seemed to be still unconvinced and kicked over the table lamp decorated beside him, "You
What did you say to me before?
Yes, tell me what a great hacker you know. How can you hack into a US server and steal an account? That's a small case. What kind of dog's mouth did these words come from? Is it this dog's mouth?
,Yes or no?"
He slapped Erwuzai on the face so hard that he covered his face for a long time without daring to look up.
"***, I'm going to lose all my face by letting this trumpet player - no, I'm going to drive over this girl and kill her right now, or I'll die with him at worst!"
Luo Cong was about to rush out the door, but Erwuzi stopped him and hugged him from behind.
"My brother Cong, my uncle, is it worth your life for blowing the trumpet? Don't be impulsive. Let's think of a solution."
"Think about it, there's something you can do. How about you find some gangsters for me and I'll pay them to kill that bastard!"
Erwuzai sneered in his heart, "You did it just as you said you would do it? Let's not mention that this is the capital city. Even if you find it, the three or four big men from outside the country will go there with confidence. What will be the result?"
He rolled his eyes and suddenly had an idea: "Brother Cong, we can't steal openly, but we can do it secretly?"
"What secret trick?" Luo Cong got over his initial temper, "You should tell me!"
"I remember there was a post before posting that this trumpet may have been purchased."
"Are you sure?"
"When his account rose, he was already at level 30 or 40. His performance before and after was completely different - according to people, the owner of this account was originally a top-notch rookie."
"Keep talking."
"And he should be trading with this number!"
"How do you know."
"Because someone found the trumpet sales record on the virtual trading platform!"
"**, why the hell didn't you tell me earlier!" Luo Cong waved his hand and slapped Erwuzi on the forehead.
"Didn't I forget?" Erwuzai sadly rubbed his sore forehead.
"Hurry up and let your piece of shit hacker trap the information for me. Don't make any more mistakes!"
Er Wu Zai quickly nodded guiltily, turned around and went out.
Luo Cong withdrew his gaze from Erwuzi and secretly clenched his fists.
——Play the trumpet, let me see what tricks you can come up with this time!
Luo Cong's face finally revealed a sinister smile.
It's just that Chu Yun, who was sleeping, could not know all the things that happened that night.
