A max-level boss and her conspicuous family members

The anniversary celebration of "Doomsday Glory" started at 3:30 in the afternoon. As soon as Fu Ran arrived, he saw Cheng Jianwei from a distance and waved in various ways.

If it weren't for his identity, Xing Qiba, who came with Fu Ran, had no doubt that his artist would rush to Cheng Jianwei like a husky off its leash.

Cheng Jianwei and Song Yinong were standing at the entrance of the venue, surrounded by several media, but they didn't see him at all.

Fu Ran frowned and looked around again, but did not see CC.

He was depressed and wanted to say something, but Xing Qiba forcibly took him to the rehearsal.

After entering the venue, Song Yinong first went to the player lounge backstage and said hello to his former colleagues from the Wish Club.

"Sister Yinong," Wen Xia, the protagonist of today's retirement ceremony, couldn't help but look behind Song Yinong, "CC is not here?"

Only the players from that group of clubs, the coaching staff, and wish's senior management knew that Cheng Jianwei was CC.

Her and Cheng Jianwei's opponents at that time knew that CC was a woman, but they didn't know what she looked like.

Wen Xia felt a little sad. He knew that Cheng Jianwei used to be a small star, but now he is a popular star. It would not be surprising if he didn't come.

Song Yinong is no longer wish's coach, so she is not as cold as usual in front of her old players.

She smiled and said, "She is discussing some work with the officials. Don't worry, we will definitely get together when the celebration is over."

Wen Xia nodded happily: "That's great, coach, we haven't gotten together for several years."

In another employee lounge backstage, Cheng Jianwei and the head of the official department of "Doomsday Glory" discussed cooperation in detail.

The two parties have basically reached a cooperation. Several artists from Shen Cheng Studio who are good at original painting, as well as Cheng Jianwei himself, will draw original posters and promotional posters for the new heroes to be released in the next quarter of "Doomsday Glory".

After discussing cooperation, the celebration outside has begun.

First, awards will be given out by various player clubs and anchor platforms, and then there will be exhibition games, where celebrities will be invited to sing.

Cheng Jianwei did not perform and was arranged to sit in the second row by the organizer, surrounded by several professional players and several familiar artists.

She watched the performance on the stage with interest, her hands were itchy and she wanted to play games.

"Cheng Jianwei."

A low hoarse voice sounded, and someone suddenly sat down in the empty seat next to her.

Cheng Jian turned his head slightly and saw Jun Sihan, whom he had met outside Mr. Shen's ward.

Although he was wearing a mask that day, his pair of mixed-race blue eyes were easy to recognize even in dim lighting.

Jun Sihan didn't wear a mask today. He was wearing a black suit and tie, with a badge on his chest that looked familiar to her. He looked elegant and capable.

This man is very good-looking. He seems to be around twenty-five years old, perhaps because of his mixed race. His hair is slightly curly flaxen, and his facial features are deep and cold.

His dark pupils, illuminated by the cool light off the stage, looked like blue ink smeared in water, only darker, like some dangerous beast dormant in the night.

He turned his head and looked at her quietly without any hesitation.

Cheng Jianwei then saw that under Jun Sihan's left ear, there was a scar about three centimeters and as thick as a little finger.

"Don't you remember me?" he asked.

Cheng Jianwei curled his fingers and came to his senses: "Jun Sihan? Dr. Jun's brother, why are you here?"

"Sister CC!"

A boy sitting in front of her suddenly turned his head and whispered her professional ID.

Cheng Jianwei saw the boy's face clearly and raised his phoenix eyes to greet him: "Bean Bao!"

Isn't this his teammate Beanbao when he was in wish? If Cheng Jianwei remembers correctly, he has now transferred to the Storm Club. Due to his declining skills, he is now on the verge of retirement. He is the mascot of the Storm Club.

However, he is not as famous as Wen Xia, so he will not retire and will not hold any ceremony.

"It's me, Sister CC, I thought you forgot about me."

Doubao looked at Cheng Jianwei in amazement, staring at her delicate and beautiful face. He was stunned for a few seconds before coming back to his senses and said sweetly: "Sister, you look so good today. You looked good then, but you look even better now."

Cheng Jianwei smiled without humility: "I look good no matter what."

Doubao chuckled, and showed a bit of coyness: "Sister, I also watched your variety show recently, you are so handsome in it, I...my sister likes you and Actor Fu very much, can you give me an autograph later? ?”

He looks about the same age as Jun Sihan, wears formal clothes and has a cute baby face.

"No problem, I can also imitate Fu Chen's signature."

"Ah, that's not good."

"It's okay, Fu Chen asked me to learn it."

Doubao then looked at Jun Sihan and introduced: "CC, Junjiao is our new foreign coach hired by Storm this year. He used to be from the European and American competitions. It's his first time coaching a domestic club. It's normal that you don't recognize him."

Cheng Jianwei took a closer look at Jun Sihan and found that the badge on his chest was indeed the logo of the Storm Club. The Storm was also one of the established clubs in China, so she felt familiar with it.

Jun Sihan lowered his blue eyes and said in a low, hoarse voice: "I have heard of CC for a long time. I have some questions about the game that I would like to ask for help. I wonder... can you give me a contact information."

Cheng Jianwei declined: "I haven't played games for a long time. Besides, I'm just a player. I shouldn't be able to help you teach anything."

Jun Sihan wanted to say something else, but suddenly there was a burst of intense music on the stage, and a golden figure appeared on the stage.

Cheng Jianwei sat up straight. Then, both Jun Sihan and Doubao looked at her in surprise. From somewhere, they took out a... Fu Ran lamp sign? !

Isn't she wearing a skirt? Where did that light sign come from?

Cheng Jian raised his second brother's light sign with a smile, and from the corner of his eye, everything around him lit up with gold.

On the stage, Fu Ran temporarily dyed his hair light blonde. He seemed to be born for the stage. He casually spread his arms and smiled openly, making him look handsome...

People and gods are outraged!

Fu Ran accompanied the music and sang his famous song on Quan Kaimai.

His voice is clear and high, and the high notes are effortless, like a bird cutting through the mist of dawn, or like a Morpho butterfly flapping its wings under the bright night sky, with a soul-shaking appeal.

His handsome face seemed to glow under the lights, and his dance moves were full of power and rhythm, attracting countless fans to scream.

Cheng Jianwei mingled with a group of "little flames" of burning fans, raised his light sign, and started waving it.

The second brother sings really well and dances beautifully.

Even the haters in Fu Ran's live broadcast room temporarily stopped hating him.

[Remarry, my Ranzi! 】

[On stage, he is the most handsome! Fu Ran, my destined husband! ! ! 】

[By the way, did you see it? I seemed to flash by and saw Cheng Jianwei holding a light sign that was burning? ! 】

[To prevent Weibo fans, please stop spreading rumors. 】

【it is true! If you don’t believe me, watch the screen recording at 0.5x later. My eyes are like a microscope and I can’t go wrong! 】