Quick Pass: The host has no desire to survive

Chapter 358 The rookie apprentice is actually a professional player (15)

"Because my intuition tells me that this little fan can bring me luck, and I always feel that if I choose her, I will definitely win this game." Bei Er said seriously.

"It turns out that our Beishen still believes in his intuition. No wonder you were able to save yourself from danger in previous competitions."

"My intuition has always been very accurate. If you don't believe me, you can ask my fans, do you think so?" She felt that she had an obligation to make the scene less awkward, so Bei Er took the initiative to interact.

"Yes--"

The fans below responded with yells.

Meng Chunhong smiled and held the microphone, "North God is indeed the North God who has always been so confident, so can you guess when this little fan started to follow you?"

Bei'er stretched out her long fingers, supporting her chin, as if thinking.

After a few seconds.

Her beautiful lips were slightly parted, and she said in a slightly deep voice, "Based on the way I observe this little fan who can no longer breathe, I guess she should have liked me for a long time, could it be on my first day?" When you participated in PEL once?"

"Bei Shen, are you sure you want to guess for such a long time? What if people fall in love with you after seeing you take off your mask for the first time?" Meng Chunhong asked jokingly.

Bei'er mischievously gave Meng Chunhong a wink, and said stinkingly, "Sister Meng, I am very confident. My intuition tells me that this is the correct answer."

"It's useless to call me sister. I'll ask this little fan later to be sure. I won't favor you. If you make a mistake, you will be punished."

After she finished speaking, she turned around and asked Yan Qing, "Shen Yan, do you think Beishen will win you?"

Yan Qing's cold eyes glanced at Bei'er, and he felt the familiarity in his heart became stronger, because his tone of voice was really similar to that of the little white number, although the tone was sweet and soft, and the tone was deep and magnetic.

Hearing the host's question, he answered three words honestly.

"do not know."

Meng Chunhong felt helpless again, and was not ready to chat with him anymore, so she hurriedly asked, "Then how long do you think this handsome fan next to you has liked you?"

Yan Qing glanced at the man slightly, and said in a calm voice, "He's not my fan, he doesn't like me."

When Meng Chunhong heard his answer, her eyes opened wide because she was too surprised. She was wondering if she heard it wrong?

Obviously her hearing is very good, so she asked uncertainly, "Are you sure?"

"determine."

"That's it, then this handsome guy, did Yan Shen get the answer right?" Meng Chunhong asked and handed over the microphone.

The man in the suit said in a thick and hoarse voice, "Well, he's right. I'm just here with my friends."

"Wow--"

As soon as he spoke, the female audience in the audience were amazed by this voice. This handsome guy with a nice voice was so attractive that some fans even wanted to climb the wall in their hearts.

"As expected of Yan Shen, since he is so powerful," handed the microphone to Lan Nuan's side, and asked, "Little fan, do you think it was the right time when Bei Shen said you liked him?"

Lan Nuan was still in the very center of the tornado, she couldn't hear the sounds around her at all, her eyes blinked, she kept looking at Bei Er beside her, suddenly she stretched out her hand and patted her face, and then said cutely, " Ouch" uttered.

Then he said, "Ah, it hurts so much! It's real! It's not a dream!"

Seeing her silly actions, Bei'er raised the corners of her eyes a little, and she felt that Lan Nuan's silly and cute look was quite cute.

Stretching out his hand in front of her, he asked softly, "I don't know what your name is?"

Lan Nuan looked at the handsome face close at hand, she felt her heart stopped beating again, and replied tremblingly: "Lan...nuan..."

"Then how long have you liked me?"

"I have liked you for a long time... It has been a long time, since you first appeared in PEL, I have followed you, I was attracted by your extreme operation at that time, at that time, you were the only one left in JM, and you only had a trace of blood , the head armor is all broken, there are still 40 rounds of bullets left, but you have to face the entire formation of the SZ team, but since you directly wiped out the opponent, that game was also hailed as a god operation, I liked it at that time I love you..." When Lan Nuan talked about her idol's deeds, the stuttering voice disappeared, her big eyes became radiant, and she began to talk endlessly.

Seeing that Meng Chunhong wanted to interrupt her, Bei Er hurriedly reached out her hand to stop her secretly.

This is her little fan, she has to finish talking, who makes her the most fan.

After talking a lot, Lan Nuan lowered her head in embarrassment, and asked in a low voice, "Bei Shen, can you autograph my clothes?"

She pulled up the T-shirt of the same style as Beishen she was wearing.

Bei Er nodded, "Okay, I'll find a signature pen."

As soon as she finished speaking, a staff member prepared a pen, she took it, and directly signed a to on Lan Nuan's T-shirt.

The fans below saw how good Beishen their fans were, and they all started screaming excitedly.

"Thank you... I will always support Beishen."

Seeing the director's gesture, Meng Chunhong hurriedly answered, "Thank you two audiences, please move to the auditorium."

Lan Nuan could only walk down the stage step by step.

"It seems that the two great gods have guessed correctly, so there is no way to punish you. I really feel sorry for the fans."

"However, we are already very happy to see the two on the same stage. Thank you again for coming."

Bei Er nodded, bowed towards the audience, and walked into the backstage with Yan Qing.

She finally breathed a sigh of relief when she walked backstage.

Just as he was about to leave, Yan Qing beside him spoke up, "I have a question for Beishen."

Bei'er just wants to go home now, but with so many backstage staff, it's hard for her to refuse directly, "Well, you ask."

Yan Qing looked into her dark eyes, stared at her cold eyes for a while, and then asked lightly, "I wonder if Beishen has a younger sister?"

Hearing his question, Bei'er was surprised, "Ah? I'm an only child, and I don't have a younger sister. I don't know why you ask that?"

Yan Qing shook his head and left without answering.

It's just that he still has some doubts in his heart. This person feels so familiar to him, and he can't help but think of Krypton Gold Xiaobai.

But it's impossible to think about it. After all, if anyone has an older brother who is a professional player, he must not have such good skills.

Maybe he really thinks too much.

Bei Er squinted her eyes, looked at his receding back, raised the corners of her mouth, and muttered a sentence in her heart...

(End of this chapter)