It was already twelve o'clock in the evening when several people went off the air.
This was still early for a professional player. She was in a group with three people and casually sent a message. Ten minutes later, the three of them gathered in the lounge on the first floor.
Lan Bowen was the first to arrive. When he saw Chen Jing and Sheng Kuang walking out of the elevator one after another, he asked directly before the two of them sat down: "Is there anything gained?"
Chen Jing took out a bottle of drink from the refrigerator and threw it to the passing grandmaster: "There are a few."
Sheng Cheng took the drink, unscrewed the bottle cap and took two sips with his head raised.
"I have a few, too," Lan Bowen said, turning to ask Shengcheng who was sitting down: "Shengcheng, how about you?"
Sheng Kuang slowly screwed back the bottle cap, recalled the process of tonight's live broadcast in his mind, and then stopped at the last passerby named "Qingzui" who came to him to PK before the next broadcast.
This passerby confessed very frankly that he was not an anchor or a 100-star broadcaster, but he was much better than those bad anchors and garbage fake 100-star broadcasters.
It was obvious that this passerby really wanted to compete with him, and he kept scrolling through the barrage. At the end of the scroll, this "Qingzui" shouted if he didn't believe it, just give it a try. If he really thought he was good at the competition, he would be there.
During the live broadcast, Lian Mai called his dad on the spot.
I just loved the grand occasion of becoming a father, so I broke the precedent without thinking and added this passerby as a friend.
Facts have proved that this passerby named "Qing Zui" is really not very good.
It’s not that I’m not good at cooking, I’m quite bad at it.
It is much better than those anchors who live broadcast various fancy shows every day, react quickly, play very hard, and use top lane heroes.
At first, I didn't really take the event seriously, and played very casually. After playing for a few minutes, the event gradually started to become more serious.
The hero he chose did not have an advantage over the passerby named "Qing Zui", but fortunately he had been professionally trained and his talent was there. He won, but he knew very well in his heart that he was lucky to win.
of.
Shengcheng recovered his thoughts and put the drink on the table: "There is one."
Lan Bowen knew Shengcheng very well. When he heard what he said, he immediately asked: "From your tone, are you sure you want this person?"
Shengcheng said "Yeah".
Chen Jing: "How strong is it? Which district's 100 stars? Or which hero's national server? Or is it the anchor?"
"None of them," Sheng Cheng paused for a moment: "It's just a wild way."
"Since you said so, I will focus on contacting you tomorrow," Lan Bowen said. "As for the ones that Chen Jing and I are interested in, as well as your alternatives, come back and give me a list, and I will call them one by one.
Go get in touch.”
"Okay, the matter is settled," Chen Jing glanced at the time: "I can't stay here anymore. The manager at CEC has sent me several messages. No matter what, I still
People over there, I have to go back to base."
After Chen Jing left, Lan Bowen stood up immediately after.
He glanced at Sheng Sheng who was still sitting on the sofa: "Aren't you going back upstairs?"
Sheng Cheng shook his head and said, "Don't worry, I plan to watch the replays of your and Chen Jing's live broadcast tonight to see if there are any that I missed."
Lan Bowen thumped his waist: "I can't stand it anymore. I can't accompany you anymore. My waist has been sitting like this for several hours tonight. It hurts so much now. I have to go back upstairs to apply medicine and sleep."
Sheng Kuang frowned: "It's been a long time, why haven't you taken care of it yet?"
Lan Bowen smiled helplessly: "It's not that easy to take care of. I'll probably have a waist injury for a lifetime."
Sheng Cheng's lips tightened: "It was all my fault back then..."
"Pomp and circumstance," Lan Bowen interrupted with a smile, "That matter has nothing to do with you."
Shengcheng's Adam's apple rolled and he turned to look at the wine cabinet not far away.
"If I had it to do over again, I would still do that." Lan Bowen lowered his head, stood in front of him for a while, and laughed again: "Okay, let's not mention the past. I'm really tired.
I won’t stay with you any longer.”
Ram Bowen is gone.
Only Sheng Kuang was left in the nearly 100-square-meter leisure room.
He stared at his silhouette vaguely reflected on the glass door of the wine cabinet. After looking at it for a long time, he raised his hands and rubbed his face. Then, like a normal person, he took the remote control and turned on the TV in front of him.
Connect your phone to watch the live broadcast replay.
It wasn't until two o'clock in the morning that Sheng Kuang yawned, couldn't bear it anymore and turned off the TV, got up and entered the elevator.
When he pressed the button for the stairs, he glanced at the "3" above the "2", paused slightly with his fingertips, and pressed "2".
Maybe he saw the third floor and thought of the girl who lived on the third floor. The image of that girl slowly came to his mind.
She looks pretty, but she seems to have some brain problems.
He said bloggers had no aesthetic taste, and she thought he disliked people and didn't retouch his pictures.
He saw her wearing a pair of disposable slippers and asked Chen Jing to bring her a pair of shoes. She felt that he was trying to bribe her.
He just wanted to ask, who the hell knows how to bribe someone with a pair of slippers.
I didn't think anything was wrong at the time, but now that I think about it, I feel that I was insulted by that girl.
Sheng Cheng let out a "tsk" sound, pushed open the door, took off his clothes and entered the bathroom.
After coming out of the shower, he felt a little thirsty, so he took a towel, naked from the waist up, wiped his hair and walked towards the door.
After walking a few steps, he thought of what Chen Jing had yelled in his ear that afternoon: "Can't I go out for a walk in shorts when I drink water in the middle of the night?"
Sheng Kuang stopped wiping his hair, stood there for two seconds, muttered "It's really troublesome", and then entered the dressing room.
After returning from drinking water, Sheng Kuang picked up his phone and found that at around twelve o'clock, Lan Bowen sent him a message before going to bed: "The people from YLS will arrive early tomorrow morning."
Shen Cheng didn't pay attention and casually replied "Hmm".
Put down your phone, turn off the lights and go to bed.
At least three or four people will come over from YLS early tomorrow morning, and they will all be boys...
Sheng Kuang turned over and glanced at the ceiling. Within two minutes, he lifted the quilt and got out of bed.
…
Lin Jing was asleep when he suddenly woke up.
She always felt as if she had forgotten something, and it was something very important.
She opened her eyes and thought hard for a long time. Before she felt sleepy again, she thought about the charity organization that asked her to contact the event.
It's now midnight, and most of the time, Sheng Cheng has gone to bed, so we can only contact him again the next day.
Lin Jing closed her eyes and planned to continue sleeping, but within a few seconds, she opened her eyes again.
Besides this, there is one more thing.
Aunt Qin Yao’s dog.
She has stayed at this house for so long, not to mention seeing the shadow of a dog, not even hearing a dog barking.
Without thinking, Lin Jing got out of bed and put on his slippers and left the bedroom.
She was planning to walk around the villa to look for the dog. As soon as she closed the door, she saw someone not far from the corridor, standing directly opposite the elevator, holding a pen and writing on a cardboard hanging on the wall.
grand occasion.
Lin Jing was stunned for two seconds and walked over.
It was okay if he didn't get close. Once he got closer, Lin Jing could clearly see the words written by Sheng Kuang, and Lei's jaw almost dropped to the ground.
It is a VIP place and men are not allowed to walk.
ps: Good night~ Please give me a monthly ticket~ Please give me a recommendation ticket~ Please give me a red bean~