Near ink is sweet [e-sports]

While Feng Li was having breakfast, the staff of the show seized the time to set up a machine next to him to adjust the lights.Sitting opposite him, Ji Han was tinkering with the pile of KT boards, divided them into several piles according to different patterns, and carried the divided piles of KT boards to the next room.Only now did Feng Li see clearly that it was a set of emoticons including smiling, laughing and crying, covering his face, and silence.

After the meal, Feng Li was still drinking coffee, so Ji Han couldn't wait to push him down on the sofa, and stuffed him with a KT board.

When Ji Han bent over and tossed, the necklace slipped out from the neckline of his T-shirt.

"Your necklace is quite special. Is it a T brand?" Feng Li stared at the Ω-shaped pendant dangling in front of his eyes. With his eyes that have been poisoned by various fashion stylists, he had never seen this style before. It is a special order.

"I don't quite understand, it seems to be a brand starting with K." Ji Han smiled shyly, and tucked the necklace back into his neckline.

Lighting, cameraman, and human backboard are in place, and Feng Li's program recording begins with "soul torture".

"Dangdangdang~" Ji Han clicked on the tablet with his own human body background sound, and large characters appeared on the screen with a light blue background, [Why participate? 】

Feng Li picked out a KT board with a smiling expression, and smiled at the camera simultaneously, "Because my idol Li Mo is here!"

"Are you Li Mo's fan?" Ji Han who was sitting across from the question board asked in surprise.

"Yes, a fan of 24K pure gold." Feng Li looked proud of a true fan.

"I am also your 24K pure gold powder." Ji Han copied the same proud face.The photographer seized the opportunity to quickly take a close-up of Feng Li's beloved face.

"The second warm body, ah bah," Ji Han, who was eating a screw, stuck out his tongue, clicked the tablet to the next page, and said it again, "The second question," [your game ID and origin]

"FLDAY, a self-made word, my eighth, the first two are Feng Li's initials." Feng Li fiddled with the KT board in his hand, and the resentment on his body almost turned into a real thing, "The past two years were very busy, and I worked on Mondays. It’s open all year round until Sunday. If you want to do what you like, such as playing games, you can only hope for your own holiday——Thursday”

Feeling sorry for his IDOL for five seconds, Ji Han switched to the next topic, "The third question," [Do you have any quirks when playing games? 】

Feng Xiaotianwang, who did not follow the usual path, confidently raised the emoticon board covering his face, "Is it okay to post Weibo every time you die suddenly?"

Both Ji Han and the photographer were amused by Feng Li's sense of variety.

"Next question." [Who is the ideal teammate?What about your ideal team? 】

"Li Mo." Feng Li threw out the name of the great god without hesitation, and then hesitated, "My ideal team, the name should be nice, very domineering; the training base should have a 24-hour restaurant, regardless of crayfish It’s still French food, and you can order whatever you want; the team uniform must be designed coolly, with a full set of hats and shoes, at least it must be a joint model customized with the A brand. The teammates must be handsome, and their faces and skills must be at least as handsome. ..."

Ji Han looked at his own IDOL who was chattering, and said cautiously, "Well, is there such a team now?"

Feng Li spread his hands, his eyes raised a handsome arc, "So, if I want to join the team, I have to build one myself."

[Who do you think will be the champion? 】

"Li Mo." Feng Xiaotian Wang's ability to interpret the essence of human beings is a repeater.

[Which place do you hope you will get? 】

After thinking about it seriously for three seconds, Feng Li smiled brightly, and said without humility, "Dreams are still necessary, right? So, if Master Li Mo is number one, I will forcefully be number two... tenth. "

[Can you reveal a secret about yourself or other contestants? 】

"Of course you can't tell the secret!" Feng Xiaotianwang, who has rich experience in interviews, is strictly guarded.

Ji Han, who had already set up a special emoji for eating melons, had no choice but to click on the tablet and scroll to the next question, 【Your God/Goddess】

Raising one hand with a silent expression, Feng Li pointed to the ceiling, "Please refer to my answers to questions [-], [-], and [-]."

[The most proud talent outside of games? 】

"music."

【The hardest thing in the game】

"Hmm..." Feng Li paused for a long time, until he had to put a reminder of "non-still picture" on the screen in the later stage. Finally, he pursed his lips in distress, "I think, except for throwing mines, the whole Games are tough for me."

The photography teacher smiled and gave Ji Han an OK gesture, ending the first interview of the program.

"Let's go, put on your coat, we have to arrive at the scene at 10:30." Ji Han urged Feng Li while tidying up, and when he went out, he stuffed the day's shooting schedule into Feng Li's hand.

When I opened the door, I met He Ming, Wang Lun and their selection officers. The two selection officers were holding the KT board that Ji Han had sent over in their arms. The people who had just completed the same interview in the room couldn't help but smile at each other.

Everyone greeted each other and stepped into the elevator together.He Ming was wearing the hat from yesterday, and he still looked sleepy. Standing in the elevator, he had to seize the time to lean against the back corner and close his eyes for a while.

The elevator stopped on the fourth floor. Two boys stood at the entrance of the elevator. One was as white as porcelain, and the other was as black as coffee. Their skin colors contrasted sharply.

The original people in the elevator gave up some seats on the left side in a friendly manner. The boy with fair complexion glanced into the elevator twice, and the footsteps that were about to step in stopped instantly.

"Why are you standing still, come in." The dark-skinned one was half a head taller than the white one, pushing him into the elevator and pressing the door close button.The entire hotel was taken over by the program team, and the elevators were obviously staff or contestants from the Peak Battlefield.

The fair-skinned boy snorted softly, stood on the far left, took off his hat and straightened his hair that slightly covered his eyes.His voice made Feng Li realize that the person in front of him was the one whose suitcase was knocked apart by Xie Zhongchuan yesterday.

Today he is still dressed in a similar white T-shirt and black trousers, simple and relaxed, but the shoes and baseball cap are replaced with black bottom and gold logo style.

No wonder there are shoes in the suitcase. It turns out that I am very particular about hats and shoes.Feng Li quite likes the trendy brand spring new style he is wearing today.

The childish face under the hat has not taken off, he looks only sixteen or seventeen years old, black hair and black eyes, thick eyelashes like natural eyeliner, tall eyebrows and slightly wrinkled eyebrows make him look proud and a little bit uncomfortable patient.However, it is undeniable that he looks really good.

The boy who came in at the same time as him was slightly taller than Feng Li, shaved vigorously, with a full belly, straight browbones, and sharp-edged faces.Although he has single eyelids, his eyes are very big, black and bright like obsidian, his eyes are firm and gentle, his back is straight, and his whole body seems to be full of righteousness, which makes people unforgettable.

Half of the boy's arms were exposed under the rolled up sleeves. His left and right hands, from the forearm to the fingers, were tightly wrapped with white bandages.

injured?Feng Li took a few more glances, and it seems that it is not the kind commonly used in hospitals, but a kind of linen that looks rougher in material.

There was no chatterbox in the elevator, and everyone reached the ground floor in silence.The two boys were in a different vehicle from Feng Li and they went their separate ways after getting off the elevator.

Seeing the two walking away, He Ming's supervisor pulled the other supervisor and whispered at the end, "Didn't you say that all gamers are nerds? Why are one, two, three, and four so handsome?"

"No, all kinds of styles are good-looking. When I was helping with the check-in reception downstairs yesterday, I saw one. It was full of self-made rolls. It looked like an SD doll and had a super sweet smile."

"I suddenly like this job now."

"Let those regret that they rushed to the show next door."

Ji Han was on the phone, Feng Li glanced back distressedly, the two election officials probably didn't know that there was a guy with very good ears in front of them, and they chatted cheerfully.

He Ming, who was walking beside Feng Li and yawning boredly, saw his movements and looked back, then the corners of his lips curled up slightly, and whispered in Feng Li's ear, "Why, there is a type you like in it ?”

"No, no, no." Feng Li shook his head hastily, this was a big misunderstanding.

He Ming nodded self-consciously, the tear moles at the corners of his eyes were quite obvious in the sunlight, "Yes, you should like Li Mo's type."

Feng Li: ……………

This question is beyond the outline!How did the topic jump to the Great God?

Half an hour before the start, Feng Li's exclusive stylist from the program team was arranging his clothes, and Hu Wen made a special trip to visit Feng Li's rest with the on-site executive director team.

As the person in charge of traffic, Feng Li is naturally the focus of shooting.After chatting a few gossips, and focusing on the shooting direction and capture points on his side, Hu Wencai left in a hurry with others.

Following Ji Han's formal walk into the studio of the peak battlefield, Feng Li had the illusion of time travel.

Obliquely in front of it is a transparent curved and convoluted glass pipe, and the height of the giant pipe is enough for adults to walk through it.Above the head is a semicircular glass dome with a huge crack running across it.Not far ahead stands an extra-long stainless steel laboratory table, on which glassware of various shapes stands, and under the reflection of the crazy strobe monitor on the wall, it shines like a dreamlike luster.

Technology ruins laboratory.

Feng Li quickly recognized the scene in front of him in full real-life restoration.

"Gululu", Feng Li accidentally kicked down the brown glass bottle of blood tonic, bent down to pick up the bottle and put it back in place, well, it feels extremely real.For half a second, he even wanted to open it and taste it.

Walking out of the laboratory, the vision suddenly opened up, and finally I could see the entire large studio of nearly [-] square meters.Looking around, Feng Li realized that what Hu Wen said at the press conference was true, and the stage design of the program group was indeed unprecedented.