I drive out ghosts by playing games with the big guy

After Xu Chucheng delivered the coffee and fruit plate, he played games to pass the time. He was receiving the daily gift bag when he received an invitation from Little Mosquito. Feng's cousin, Ju Wen, clicked OK to form a team.

The fifth row of the king's game, the room is almost full of familiar IDs, in addition to the strawberry sundae and hot hand destroying flowers, there is also a person named Xiaofengtong, and Ju Wen smiled sweetly: "Is the little brother live?"

"No, come up and play one or two." Xu Chucheng said.

Ju Wen pressed start and smiled meaningfully, "I saw your live broadcast on my roommate's mobile phone this afternoon."

Xu Chucheng was inexplicably guilty, and listened to the tricky way without saying a word, "I saw it too, and I won a cash red envelope!"

"I'm feeling lucky~" Xu Chucheng said with a smile.

"Damn, we dispatched the entire dormitory, and I was the only one who won the cash red envelope." The hot hand destroyed the flower.

Strawberry Sundae said, "Have fun! There is a local tyrant in the dormitory next door to me. He paid people in the two dormitories to participate in the lottery, thinking that he could get a contract internal test number, but there was nothing."

"Are today's young people so good at playing?" Xu Chucheng was speechless in surprise. After matching players, he asked his teammates to choose a hero first. During the period, or the official blog of Fangfei Studio, the internal test account will be released in batches as a small benefit—"

"Isn't my little brother an employee and spokesperson of Fangfei Studio? Can't you give us a few numbers? If it doesn't work, I can give you money to buy it." Hu Hu's voice sounded like being coquettish, but it was condescending and condescending.

"Tongtong." Ju Wen shouted dissatisfied.

Xu Chucheng didn't care, "There is a limit to the distribution of internal beta numbers. There are a fixed number of employees and anchors, and there are not enough colleagues. It's really hard to get them now." He had already planned to ask Xu Mengmeng how much he wanted, and then send it out through Ju Feng, but it was hard to say clearly.

The small air cylinder was holding soft assistants. Wen Yanming knew that the enemy was shooting assistants in the bottom lane. She hummed softly and insisted on following the jungler, ignoring Xu Chucheng who was holding the shooter. Three minutes passed. Being pressed under the tower by two enemies, the enemy forcefully spoke up.

Cold old boy (Bull Devil): [Cheng Zi is not live, is it a wild row?Come and play with our team! ]

It's not surprising that Xu Chucheng's big number was recognized, and he replied: [Friends Bureau. ]

Qing Leng Lao Ba Rou (Sun Shangxiang): [No wonder your Nosuke looks like Siamese twins. ]

Xu Chucheng saw that our jungler sneaked into the nearby grass after stealing the monsters in the enemy's wild area, so he deliberately left the tower with residual blood to seduce the enemy's hard assistant who wanted to return to the city. The enemy shooter was conscious, When our jungler jumped out, he threw out a set of skills steadily and accurately, protecting the bloody hard assistant who was trying to turn back, and walked away like a gust of wind.

"Mine." Strawberry Sundae, who was in charge of the jungle, said, "The movement skill is slow, otherwise I can take the head of the Bull Demon."

Xu Chucheng didn't care much, "It's fine."

Ju Wen couldn't see it, "The jungler has an advantage, let's support the shooter!"

Without waiting for the temper tantrum to refuse, Xu Chucheng said, "No need, I'll hang around under the tower, and just get some experience in the wild once in a while." If he doesn't make trouble, the enemy Shefu can't expect to get his head.