who's next

Not long after going offline, Ji Huai saw a game preview on the game's official website, the National Entertainment Game.

This competition only has a four-row mode, and all players on the server can sign up.After six days of competition, the top [-] players will be selected to enter the final.

Ji Huai immediately thought of Ruan Yuchen, so he opened the dialog box and said straightforwardly: "Have you seen the announcement on the official website? I want to form a team with you."

Ruan Yuchen has not turned off the live broadcast yet, and the chat window is nakedly presented in front of the fans, which is more lethal than the last time he was greeted.

[Wow, brother Chen is going to succeed in the position? ]

[May I ask what kind of experience it is to be your own mistress? ]

[I remember that Brother Chen wanted to take the first place, so he probably wouldn't form a team with passers-by.]

Ruan Yuchen's fingers stayed on the keyboard, and before he could reply, Ji Huai's message was sent again.

"Your ability to predict is very suitable as a team commander, and then we will recruit a scout."

Professional players generally look down on this kind of recreational competition that the whole people participates in.But the anchors are different, and some anchors can even rely on this game to become a hit.

So Ruan Yuchen's plan is to win the top spot together with anchor friends who specialize in each position.

Ji Huai's technology is indeed one of the most powerful, but the positioning is not clear.His assault and sniping are both excellent, and there is no way to choose one or the other.

Ruan Yuchen hesitated for a few minutes, then flatly refused: "Sorry, I have an appointment with a friend."

Ji Huai was not surprised, after all, the two of them are not friends right now, he replied "yes" and went to wash up and go to bed.

Ruan Yuchen turned off the live broadcast at about 12:30, and the phone screen was turned on and off by him many times, and he sent a message to Ji Huai.

[How about this, how about I take the time before the preliminary round to train with you on your positioning and prediction? ]

Ruan Yuchen usually teases and flirts with Ji Huai out of consideration for the effect of the show, so when facing Ji Huai when there is no live broadcast, he will remain serious.

Ruan Yuchen thought Ji Huai had fallen asleep, but he didn't expect to receive a reply on the spot.

[Well, see you in the final]

[Thanks]

Ji Huai is indeed relatively weak in these two aspects. Ruan Yuchen can find out his weaknesses after only playing with him for a week, and the opponent's strength may be more than that.

The next day was the weekend, and Ji Huai was awakened early in the morning by You Zhengzheng's life-threatening serial calls: "Get up quickly! Accompany me to the gymnasium to watch handsome guys play basketball, a friendly match with our school!"

"You go by yourself." Ji Huai was very angry when he got up, and it was the calm before the storm.

"Which princess have you seen traveling without a guard or a little maid?"

Ji Huai took a few deep breaths, his face sank like water, and he squeezed out a word from between his teeth: "Get lost."

"I know you are angry about getting up, but sister, look at the sky, do you feel that Father-in-law Sun is extraordinarily bright?" Perhaps it was the blessing of love, You Zhengzheng was not afraid in the face of danger, and even taught Ji Huailai a lesson, "Stupid, it's already nine o'clock, If you don’t get up again, I’m chasing you? I’m chasing you?”

The thorns on Ji Huai's body were wiped out by him: "You can do it, You Zhengzheng."

When they came to the gate of the sports school, they saw a dark and lively front of the gymnasium from a long distance away.

"I'd like to see which little bitches want to grab men from Ben Keren." You Zhengzheng rolled up his sleeves and aggressively squeezed into the crowd, occupying two positions with a wide view.

In all fairness, You Zhengzheng has a very good vision, whether it is being a sister with Ji Huai or wanting to fall in love with a junior, it all reflects this point.

Following You Zhengzheng's gaze, Ji Huai saw the boy sweating profusely on the basketball court.

Deep eye sockets, knife-cut profile, and a youthful and confident smile on his face.

The sunlight came in from the window and shone on the field, and the interlaced light and shadow showed his muscle lines vividly.

With a "snap", the three-pointer accurately entered the frame, and the audience boiled.More daring girls shouted his name at the top of their voices, including You Zhengzheng.

"Ning Xuzhi! Ning Xuzhi! Ahhh—" You Zhengzheng put his hands around his mouth like a trumpet, jumping and shouting.

Among the clear female voices that rose and fell, You Zhengzheng's broken voice was undoubtedly the most ear-catching. Ning Xuzhi's approach to running obviously paused, and he glanced sideways in their direction.

"He looked at me, he looked at me, he must have been fascinated by my oriole-like voice." You Zhengzheng shouted too hard, his brain was a little congested, his cheeks were flushed and he was panting.

Ji Huai was at a loss for words for a while, but no one knew them after all, so he let him go.

After the game, You Zhengzheng didn't go up to deliver drinks to Ning Xuzhi like the others, but dragged Ji Huai out of the gymnasium, across the flower bed to the boulevard downstairs of the boys' dormitory.

"Why are you here?" Ji Huai was at a loss.

"I am so pure and unaffected, of course I have to stop him at the only way."

Ji Huai wanted to say something, but the phone rang suddenly: "Hello?"

"The big devil sent a notice in the group to make up lessons, you should come back quickly, we won't be able to help you if you answer later."

Ji Huai hung up the phone, and shook You Zhengzheng's shoulder blades with earnestness: "I'm going to class, so please take care of yourself, come on."

You Zhengzheng is not a messy person, he waved his hand generously: "Go to serve, wait for my good news."

The Great Demon King is Ji Huai's professional teacher. He is a little old man in his fifties. He is rigid and strict. Taking his class will cost at least half his life.

"My God, there are so many homework, and I still have to make up lessons at night. Today is Saturday..." Everyone didn't dare to complain in the classroom, and they all wailed when they returned to the dormitory.

Ji Huai was also very sad, Ruan Yuchen still asked him to come four rows.

He didn't like to complain, so he went to the balcony calmly and dialed Ruan Yuchen's cell phone number to explain why he released the pigeons.

"I have to make up lessons tonight and I can't play games. The teacher is on a business trip next week, so I can only use the weekend to make up lessons."

Ruan Yuchen's voice was always with a gentle smile, which made his depression dissipate a little: "It's okay, study is more important."

It may be that the image of the heart-warming brother next door is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, Ji Huai subconsciously has the desire to confide: "Many classmates are scolding the teacher, I don't think it's necessary."

Ruan Yuchen raised his final voice, and uttered a lingering monosyllable: "Huh?"

"I major in fine arts. Since it's a professional course, it's for our sake to be stricter. Otherwise, why would you choose this major? Looks good?"

Ruan Yuchen was silent, it turns out that he is a kid who is engaged in art, no wonder his temper is so violent.

"What you said makes sense, but there are not many college students with your consciousness."

Before the words fell, deafening cries sounded like thunder on the ground.

"Wuuuuuuuuuuu Huaihuai—I'm broken in love!" You Zhengzheng rushed into Ji Huai's dormitory as if no one was there, opened the balcony door, hugged Ji Huai's thigh and cried bitterly, rubbing tears and snot all over him.

"Woooooo...my principle is not to touch straight men, but I really like him hiccup..."

Ji Huai rolled his eyes, his fingers clenched the phone tightly, and his veins stood out.

Ruan Yuchen couldn't help laughing: "Well... Is there something wrong with you? Then let's contact next time?"

"it is good."

Ji Huai hung up the phone, grabbed You Zhengzheng's lapel like a chicken, with a worried expression on his face: "Please explain clearly what's going on."

You Zhengzheng looked heartbroken, and hiccupped from crying: "Ning Xuzhi's orientation is the same as yours..."

"You just confessed?" Ji Huai asked in surprise, his eyes widened.

"I, how dare I!" You Zhengzheng wiped away tears and sobbed, "I didn't declare my family background, I just told him..."

"and then?"

You Zhengzheng continued to cry: "Then I was not reconciled, and I told him that I was very good at PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds."

Ji Huai suddenly had an ominous premonition.

"He asked me for my game ID, and I said my name is Ji Huai."

Ji Huai: "?"