It turned out to be the glory bestowed upon her by the grand occasion.
No wonder he didn't show up for breakfast. She thought he had gone out for something.
She didn't know how to respond to Jiang Zui's words. She was silent for a long time, and finally chose an emoticon to fool her.
After unilaterally ending the chat with Jiang Zui, Lin Jing returned to the game.
She swiped the screen and counted the number of solo queue games after 2:30 in the morning. There were 12 games.
Winning a game earns you a star. She now has 52 stars, which perfectly matches the 40 stars Jiang Zui said they had before going to bed.
I have to say that he was quite considerate, probably because he was worried that she would lose two games and lose glory when she was playing games, so he gave her two extra stars.
There were many gift packages from the game in the mailbox, and Lin Jing accepted them one by one. She did not accept the 50 passionate roses given to her by Shengcheng last night. When she saw them now, she hesitated for a moment and accepted them.
…
It wasn't until 11:40 noon that the alarm rang for the second time, and Sheng Xiang woke up.
He opened his eyelids first and then closed them again. It seemed as if he continued to sleep. After about a minute, he stretched out a hand to rub his face and sat up with difficulty.
He leaned against the head of the bed and blankly emptied his mind for about ten seconds. He squinted at the time on his phone and slowly turned over and got out of bed.
After taking a shower, Sheng Kuang sobered up a lot. He put a towel on his head to wipe his hair without dripping, walked to the bed, stretched out his arms and picked up his mobile phone.
The girl on the third floor responded to his message.
It's just that the content is a bit unclear.
However, the previous chat contents can still be barely connected when connected in series.
Sheng Cheng stopped stroking his hair and looked at the screen with lowered eyes.
He sent her the message last night because he saw the light in her bedroom suddenly turned on, thinking she wasn't asleep yet.
Now that he keeps talking like this, it makes him seem like a pervert. He stays up most of the night and watches when the lights in the girl's room turn on and off.
The girl on the third floor didn't lie, she was indeed playing games with her friends, but he didn't know why, but he always had the illusion that she was avoiding him on purpose.
Sheng Cheng was silent for a moment, then raised his hand to type.
miracle: Well, let’s go downstairs for dinner.
"The other party is typing..." quickly appeared on the top of the screen. He waited for half a minute, but no message from her came in.
Seeing that he hadn't come downstairs yet, Lan Bowen thought he hadn't woken up yet, so he called to remind him.
He stubbornly continued to stand by the bed and waited for a short while. Seeing that she still didn't reply, he put down the phone and went to dry his hair.
Halfway through blowing, he heard his cell phone ringing behind him. He paused, put down the hair dryer, fiddled with his bangs hastily, turned around, took the cell phone, and walked out the door.
This is really news about the girl on the third floor.
Xiaojing-chan:Okay.
It's good, no.
There are twice as many words as before.
Sheng Cheng clicked the elevator button and clicked his tongue in displeasure.
When I entered the restaurant in grand style, I saw that everyone had arrived, but Lin Jing's seat was empty.
He pulled up the chair and sat down. Just when he was about to ask Mosquito why she hadn't come down yet, Lin Jing arrived.
Chen Jing was very hungry. When he saw Lin Jing, he yelled: "Sister Lin, you used to come here early for dinner, but these two days you have been a little late, not active in eating, and there is something wrong with your brain."
When Chen Jing plays games, if he plays well, he doesn't like to push towers and always wants to kill people.
Lin Jing looked at her expressionlessly: "I'm not active in pushing the tower, I have a problem with my thinking."
The whole room burst into laughter.
Only Shengcheng didn't smile much, he just glanced at Lin Jing.
Today’s lunch talk was all about the team. They signed a live broadcast contract with the platform, and the platform wanted to let them do a live broadcast before the start of the autumn competition.
Even if the platform pays for it, it will still cooperate with such activities, and such official activities will be publicized in advance.
Everyone still understood the rules, but Lan Bowen was really worried, so he said it again: "During the live broadcast, don't mention other platforms, don't quarrel with others, especially don't use swear words, be enthusiastic when interacting with fans, and don't always follow others
What kind of pranks are you doing, scolding people for being useless, saying how normal it is for people to kneel down in front of you, and other such arrogant words, do you hear it, grand occasion?"
grand occasion:"……"
Lan Bowen: "Remember to wear team uniforms during the live broadcast. Jiang Xin kindly called the makeup artist for you. He will arrive at almost two o'clock. I suggest you go and clean up yourselves. Don't be so confident in your appearance. After all, you don't look like
It’s someone who has really good foundation. Even if he takes a black photo, he still has a group of fans to help him edit it.”
grand occasion:"……"
Although I didn't mention his name this time, it was no different from directly reporting his ID card.
Lan Bowen's tone was a little envious: "It's good to have more female fans. Not only are there people pipping pictures, there are also people drawing pictures. I heard that classmate Tiantiantiantian has posted new pictures?"
Lin Jing, who was cueed inexplicably: "..."
"Also, everyone, remember to ask your management to hide in the live broadcast room at all times. If you see something with a rhythm that is not very good, ban it directly. Don't fight with the official live broadcast. Also, you all in the live broadcast room
There is a setting and management, right?" Lan Bowen said, looking at Shengcheng: "What about you? Do you have one? Why don't you give me and Jiang Xin one, and we will keep an eye on it for you at night."
After Sheng Kuang swallowed what was in his mouth: "No, I have it."