I heard someone wants to raise me

Ning Jianjing lowered his head and glanced, "Adults who still drink milk, dare to ask if Team Jing is eighteen this year."

Jing Xiuzhu laughed angrily at his provocation, "I'm four years older than you, do you think I'm an adult?"

Ning Jianjing turned his head away, allowing the cup of warm milk to be steaming invisible beside him, and no one cared about it.

Jing Xiuzhu didn't wear earphones, tilted his head and said, "It's boring to lead you in a row like this. You can't recognize the direction. First, you can play a few solo rows to get familiar with the game. I'll watch you."

Ning Jianjing's little unwillingness and fighting spirit of the wealthy young master was aroused, he hummed, and entered the game.

But this time is different.

The map is refreshed.

The place where Jing Xiuzhu taught him to jump just now is not in this map, he just jumped casually, and was killed in the air as a result.

Second round.

After landing safely, he carefully went into the house, picked up two guns and bullets, but the model was wrong, and he was killed again if he couldn't use them.

The third round.

He landed at the airport and was shot head-on.

Ning Jianjing could even hear the sound of bullets hitting his head and shattering bones.

In this way, he died again and again in each game of no more than 3 minutes, and finally found that this game was not suitable for him.

What a broken game!

"The mentality has collapsed?" Jing Xiuzhu turned his head to look at him with a smile in his eyes, and there was an undisguised contempt and sneer in his slender and dark eyes.

Ning Jianjing felt dazzling, and snorted coldly: "No."

He moved the mouse to start the game and went to queue again, but this time he was stopped by Jing Xiuzhu.

"Okay, don't queue solo, I'll take you." Jing Xiuzhu put on the earphones, turned on the microphone again, and said, "This time you jump first, and I'll follow you. If you don't want to die after landing, try not to leave my sight." .”

Ning Jianjing reluctantly said "Hmm", Jing Xiuzhu turned his head suspiciously, and found that he seemed to be a little more serious than before, although he still looked... out of shape.

Ning Jianjing looked at the screen, and when Jing Xiuzhu said to jump, he jumped down reflexively. This time, Jing Xiuzhu didn't care that he was a novice, so he directly chose Port G. There was a burst of gunshots as soon as he landed .

Ning Jianjing was taken aback, and was overshadowed by the sudden death just now, so he turned down his voice a little bit with lingering fear, "...where are you going?"

Jing Xiuzhu said: "Go into the house to search for supplies. Don't worry about the gunshots. You won't die if I'm here."

After he finished speaking, the barrage exploded again.

"I'm a turtle, Captain Jing, don't tease me like that, I'm going to die."

"Team Jing, why do you have to tell a man your love story? Is it okay to say it to your little wife? Not only can I respond to you, but I can also give you a meow."

"If Team Jing says this to me, let alone follow you, I will even give you the awm, and give you everything on my body!"

Ning Jianjing said "Oh" and swaggered into the room, but he was stunned once he entered, there was a mess of things all over the place, he didn't know which one to pick up, so he just picked them all up.

Floral shirts, plaid skirts... Ning Jianjing frowned: "How can men wear skirts! Give me your pants, and I'll change them with you."

Jing Xiuzhu quickly and accurately killed a person, and adjusted the angle of view: "...If you don't like it, take it off. No one wants to see you wearing a skirt in this game. Usually, when you see it, you are already dead." .”

Ning Jianjing rested his left hand on his forehead, and recalled how he was wearing only one pair of underpants, and he decided to forget it, and die with dignity instead of bare buttocks.

He even used the pink chair, pink earphones, pink keyboard and mouse, and he was short of this checkered skirt.

This time it didn't land in a box, Ning Jianjing picked up a lot of rubbish behind Jing Xiuzhu, just like a courier who packed neatly and rushed to deliver the package.

He watched the number gradually decrease from one hundred, until only thirteen people remained on the map.

"Let's go, clean the poison immediately." Jing Xiuzhu jumped out of the window, there was a car he parked here.

As soon as he got into the driver's seat, he heard footsteps a little further away, and Jing Xiuzhu said again: "Don't come out yet."

As soon as the words fell, Ning Jianjing immediately hid under the window and didn't dare to move, the footsteps stopped again, and the other side probably noticed someone here, so he didn't dare to act rashly.

Jing Xiuzhu asked: "Can you drive?"

Ning Jianjing gave Jing Xiuzhu a sideways look, outside the game.

The sneering and sarcastic expression just now was completely different, and Jing Xiuzhu's relaxed and smiling eyes seemed to contain a sense of cruelty and cruelty.

Ning Jianjing was startled subconsciously.

He didn't get a response, so Jing Xiuzhu didn't ask again, but let him hide first, and then he stood behind the car and fired an empty gun, revealing his position.

Sure enough, the man on the opposite side fired, but instead of hitting someone, he fired at the car in front of Jing Xiuzhu.

The next second, the car exploded, and a huge cloud of smoke and flames rose up. Ning Jianjing's fingers trembled, he closed his eyes subconsciously, and flinched almost imperceptibly.

When he opened his eyes again, a killing call just popped up on the screen, and he calmly took a deep breath to calm his disordered breathing.

His fingers couldn't help trembling.

Jing Xiuzhu's voice came through the earphones, "Don't be in a daze, let's go."

Ning Jianjing manipulated the character to run after him, the only car was blown up, and the two had no choice but to walk and look for it.

Fortunately, the supplies here are quite abundant, and they found the car before the poison circle brought the two down, and drove all the way into the safety circle.

"Why don't you talk anymore? Fascinated by brother's skills?" Jing Xiuzhu was used to his ridicule anytime and anywhere, and he was a little unaccustomed to suddenly being quiet, and unconsciously opened his mouth to tease him.

Ning Jianjing gave him a sideways glance, "You are really shameless."

Jing Xiuzhu smiled instead of anger, and raised his hand to rub his head, "The little bastard is neither big nor small, how can you talk to brother."

"..." Ning Jianjing frowned and avoided: "If you rub the old man again, I will kill you!"

Jing Xiuzhu smiled and retracted his fingertips to move on the keyboard, a slightly muffled gunshot fell, and a line of words jumped out on the screen at the same time: "Good luck, eat chicken tonight."

Ning Jianjing was taken aback.

He didn't take a single head, but he ate chicken.

"Jing Xiuzhu."

"Ok?"

"Are you hanging up?"

He just finished asking this sentence, and before Jing Xiuzhu could answer, the barrage condemned this "rival in love" who was in the blessing and didn't know the blessing!

"Fuck/Who are you? Do you know how serious an accusation is? Do you know who is the teammate who is taking you to eat chicken now? You dare to hang up on empty words!!!"

"You're sick, blame your uncle, and take this sentence back to me."

"Holy shit, hahahahahaha, someone questioned Jing Xiuzhu's cheating. It's awesome. Children watch TV more when they have nothing to do, and they go online when they don't watch TV. Google Jing Xiuzhu, I guarantee you will come back and call dad on your knees."

Jing Xiuzhu happened to open the barrage, saw the exclamation mark flying past, and turned his head to look at Ning Jianjing: "Want to know?"

Ning Jianjing didn't like his half-smiley expression, as if the whole world, even him, was in control of his expression, turned his head away: "I love to talk but don't talk."

Jing Xiuzhu chuckled lightly: "I won't hang up."

"Ok?"

Jing Xiuzhu hooked Ning Jianjing's chair with his toes, moved him to face him, and added: "I'm just hanging."

As soon as the voice fell, the barrage that had not been blown up just now exploded into a bigger climax.

"Holding the Grass Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha or my Team Jing Chinesehaha."

"You need to show some face, you just need to show your face, don't be so arrogant, it's not appropriate."

"Hahaha, keep a low profile and keep a low profile."

Ning Jianjing just wanted to say that he was shameless, but when he raised his eyes, he was blinded by the dense barrage on his screen.

"What are you? A box of colored pens like you is not worthy of cleaning Jing Xiuzhu's gun. I'm not satisfied with taking you, so get out of here."

"Where did the brain damage come from?"

Ning Jianjing was silent for two seconds, then frowned and asked Jing Xiuzhu: "Are they scolding me?"

Although Jing Xiuzhu hated Ning Jingjing, he couldn't let him be scolded like this by others, so he hurriedly comforted him: "No, I'm just kidding around, I'll teach them a lesson later."

"No, I want to teach myself."

Jing Xiuzhu's forehead twitched, and he had a premonition that something bad was going to happen, "Little bastard, don't mess around!"

Ning Jianjing had a smile on his lips, with an undisguised plan to kick someone into hell.

He got up and walked to Jing Xiuzhu's chair, put one hand on the back of the chair, and the other grabbed his neckline, leaned slightly to bully the headset close to him.

Jing Xiuzhu immediately went to close the wheat, but it was too late!

Ning Jianjing's tone was soft and smiling, with a seductive ending, and said softly: "I am his benefactor."

The barrage stopped for an instant, and even Jing Xiuzhu was stunned for a second.

This little bastard!

As soon as he said these words, the entire professional circle would be shaken. Jing Xiuzhu could even imagine the next scene.

Jing Xiuzhu resolutely said to the headset: "The children at home are messing around. There is no financial sponsor. It's nothing like that. Let's broadcast it here today, be good and don't spread it to the outside world, and I will broadcast it to you tomorrow."

After finishing speaking, he turned off the live broadcast, but it would definitely not have much effect.

In the live broadcast room, not all of them are his fans, the number of black fans is also considerable.

Jing Xiuzhu suddenly felt a headache, this little bastard is not very big, but he is good at poking baskets, he can make the whole club go crazy on the first day.

Little bastard!

"Team Jing, are they still..." The door of the training room was pushed open, Wen Cheng walked in front of him, and he was dumbfounded when he opened the door.

"you……"

in the training room.

Ning Jianjing held onto Jing Xiuzhu's neckline and leaned over slightly, one lowered his eyes and the other raised his head, the distance between the two of them was... a bit weird.

"What are you doing?" Wen Cheng asked cautiously.

Ning Jianjing let go of his hand as if nothing had happened, and even brushed Jing Xiuzhu's neckline: "It's nothing."

Wen Cheng swallowed his saliva and whispered, "Isn't it time for us to come?"

Xiao Song weakly raised his hand: "Captain Jing, boss, are you fighting?"

Jing Xiuzhu lowered his eyes and smiled quietly.

Coach Lin said coldly: "Anyone dares to ridicule, do you really think your career life is long?"

Jing Xiuzhu didn't answer but turned his head towards Ning Jianjing and said "Hey": "Boss, do you think you still need me to mock you?"

When everyone heard this, they didn't dare to get angry, and they all thought worriedly, if Ning Jianjing withdraws his capital in a fit of anger, then the entire team will suffer, and the wealthy team will fall overnight...

awful.

"Jing Xiuzhu."

Jing Xiuzhu looked sideways, and slowly raised a little smile at the corner of his eyes: "Huh?"

Ning Jianjing leaned over a distance away from a computer desk, and said in a voice that only two people could hear: "I think you really deserve it."

The author has something to say: Both parties feel that the other party is not good enough, which is a bit fatal (Lighting Cigarettes.jpg

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