Quick Pass: The host has no desire to survive

Chapter 347 The rookie apprentice is actually a professional player (4)

The basketball game is over.

The JC University Basketball Club won the game with a three-pointer by the captain at the end.

Seeing that the game was over, Bei'er talked to Coach Mu and left.

On the subway home.

Her phone rang, and when she got through, she heard an excited voice on the other side: "Xiao Beibei, your game account is actually online, tell me, have you figured it out? Do you want to come back to play again?"

"If you think too much, it is impossible for me to go back to play again."

Hearing her cold voice on the other side, he didn't feel any discomfort. Instead, he said in a regretful tone: "Xiao Beibei, do you know how far the current JM team's strength has declined without you?"

Bei'er tilted his head, thinking of the score situation when he watched the live broadcast in the morning. As the last professional league champion, the JM team did not enter the top [-] of the finals.

"Yeah. I know."

"I thought Xiao Beibei wouldn't watch PEL games anymore. Unexpectedly, when you left in anger, you told Mr. Xia that you would never play this game again. In fact, deep down in your heart, you still really want to play, right?" The woman on the opposite side said in a somewhat humble tone.

Seeing that the subway had arrived, Bei Er hurriedly stood up from her seat, followed the crowd, and got off the subway. "It is true that I will not play games again, but this does not prevent me from watching the video of the games," she said. There was a slight pause in the cold voice, and then asked quietly, "Ding Rui, have you forgotten what my dream is?"

Ding Rui, who was on the opposite side, put away his upper feet on the desk, and the sloppy expression on his face disappeared, and he said in a serious tone: "Little Beibei, let me tell you solemnly, you The position of team manager must be reserved for my wife."

When Bei Er heard her words, a faint smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, "Of course."

"You still have a conscience, but the purpose of my call is another matter. I have received an invitation letter from you for this year's TX Peace Elite Annual Awards Ceremony. I wonder if you want to go?"

Ding Rui played with the gold-plated invitation letter on the table. In fact, she knew very well in her heart that Xiao Beibei had always hated such occasions, and she would never go to such similar celebration banquets in the past.

This time she would actually ask, because Xiao Beibei is no longer in the JM team, and she has no way to reject this invitation on behalf of Xiao Beibei at this moment.

Bei'er entered the password at home, and replied two words lightly.

"I go."

Ding Rui thought he heard it wrong, so he hurriedly asked uncertainly, "I heard it right, are you going?"

"I have other things to do. Just send the invitation directly to my house. Hang up first."

After hanging up the phone, Bei Er took a shower and changed into home clothes, sat on the sofa in the living room, picked up the little Maine princess she raised, and opened the Peace Elite on the phone again.

The reason why she agreed to go to the annual ceremony of the Peace Elite just now is because she knew that all the members of the LZ team were invited to this ceremony, and she would definitely not miss any opportunity to contact Yan Qing.

A pair of twinkling peach blossom eyes, looking at the nickname column on the registration page on the screen, began to be dazed for a long time.

The little princess of Maine in Bei'er's arms was very dissatisfied at the moment that her shit shovel officer stopped grooming her, so she began to roll around in her arms.

This action directly brought Bei Er, who was in a daze, back to reality. She rubbed the head of the little princess of Maine, and said in a cold voice with a bit of connivance: "Polaris, you are such a naughty little girl. Think about something, don't bother me."

Because the little princess of Maine was comforted, she was lying comfortably on her lap at the moment, with a contented expression on her face.

Suddenly, a light flashed in Bei'er's head, and he entered six characters in the nickname column.

After entering the game, she directly skipped all the novice missions, and was about to start a single four-row match.

It suddenly occurred to me that the main task of building this trumpet by myself was to hook up with Yan Qing.

Because in the plot given by Xie Lingtong, Yan Qing has a private account nicknamed Qing in Peace Elite, and is No. 7 in the God of War list.

Thinking of this, she hurriedly checked the rankings, and saw that No.7 was indeed an account with the nickname Qing, but now that Yan Qing was not online, she began to add him as a friend with an attitude of trying.

But why should she add him?
Bei'er glanced at his account information, and a wicked smile immediately appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The slender fingertips gently typed such a sentence on the screen of the mobile phone - God of War boss, I want you to take me to God of War! ! ! !
After sending the additional information, Bei'er fell into boredom again.

His slender fingertips rubbed the Polaris boredly, and those soul-stirring peach blossom eyes looked at the gorgeous military supplies treasure box in the game, as well as his own extremely naive account, and rushed [-] RMB points into the account on impulse, and then Like a person who spends money without emotion, he frantically opens military quarters to extract character skins, various gun skins, and vehicle skins.

She quit the game directly until there was nowhere to spend money.

at this time.

Exit C4 of JC International Airport.

There were already crowds of fans waiting to be picked up at the airport. There were so many people that you couldn’t see the end at a glance. Fans held support bulbs, banners and more importantly, gifts for their idols. In order not to blackmail their idols, they all They stood neatly and orderly on both sides, making way for other passengers to pass.

After half an hour.

The four members wearing the uniforms of the LZ team walked out of the exit surrounded by the staff.

One of them, Yan Qing, who was tall, wearing a black peaked cap and a black mask, made all the fans scream when he appeared.

Their screams instantly attracted the attention of countless other tourists.

Yan Qing was playing the game with his head down at the moment, when he heard the fans calling his name, he raised his peaked cap habitually, nodded to the fans around him lightly, and then played the game with his head down again as if nothing had happened.

His simple action directly caused countless fans to scream again, and even many excited fans rushed over directly, wanting to hug Yan Qing and the others.

The dozen or so bodyguards standing beside Yan Qing and the others immediately stopped the excited fans and prevented anyone from getting close to the four teenagers of the LZ team.

Lin Yichen took off the headphones on top of his head, and said helplessly to Chi Miao beside him: "Little Miaomiao, do you think these fans are picking us up or picking up this boring gourd Yan Qing?"

Chi Miao was paralyzed on the back of his elder brother Chi Rui because he was too tired at the moment, and replied weakly, "Don't call me little Miaomiao, I'm already so sleepy, I just want to go home and sleep now. Yu Zhaotai, it's time for you to perform, if I can't go to bed before ten o'clock, you will be fired."

As the manager of the LZ team, Yu Zhaotai, seeing this situation, he is no longer surprised. He walked up to the fans first, and said to the fans who picked him up: "Thank you for the pick-up. The four of them just finished the game. After flying for several hours, I am very tired, please make way for our little champions and let them go back to sleep, okay?"

　Bei'er is a rich krypton gold boss, but we have no strength.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)