[Full-time] Another way to become a god

?Xingxin won!

Winning Berserk was as expected, the team competition was chaotic, and the commentator was barely able to find a way to talk, and someone had already fallen in the moment before and after the commentary.Fast, chaotic, the rhythm changes dazzlingly.Winning in the chaos is just like Xingxin's growth. There are all kinds of different people. Most of the team members were not from professional teams. A dark horse from the grassroots was born from the Challenger League and rushed forward with a fearless attitude. Into the semi-finals.

Lan Yu targeted Ye Xiu, Xingxin abandoned Ye Xiu and left him to fend for himself, and all the command was transferred to Luo Hua.

Against Luo Hua, people have no fear at all. With her flaming fist, she swung the death scythe mercilessly. The more chaotic the rhythm, the better she played, but the more confused she and Mo Fan were. In order to find more opportunities.

Then, one hit kills!

After the game, Xingxin briefly expressed his mood, and brought the team back to City H. Before leaving, Luo Hua invited Lan He to have a meal. Ye Xiu said that he really wanted to meet him.

Ye Xiu's original words were: "I've been tricked by me for so long, I have to find out with my conscience."

Luo Hua looked sideways in disdain: "You really have a conscience."

"Better than you, who was the one who kicked Soksar in the end?"

Luo Hua lowered her hair and texted: "That's a ghost!"

"Sexy!" Wei Chen, who was smoking beside him, said.

They are not familiar with City G, Blue River is the host, his real name is Xu Boyuan, just like himself, refined, thin and shy.Lan Zhihe's real name is Xu Weihe, she is still in college and cannot come to class today.Lan He booked a hotel for a treat, and when Xingxin and his party came, he was so excited that he couldn't speak.

"Great... Great God?" Xu Boyuan stared at the person beside Luo Hua, his cheeks trembling slightly, as if he wanted to laugh but couldn't.

Ye Xiu was blunt, and greeted with a chuckle with his hands in his pockets: "Lan He, how is Xingxin developing recently, do you think it's okay?"

It's okay not to mention this matter, but when it comes to mentioning the excitement of meeting the Great God for the first time, Lan He suppressed it abruptly: "...I'm not from Xingxin."

"I don't have dementia, so tell me who is the stunning figure in our guild?" Ye Xiu said.

Lan He said awkwardly, "It's okay."

"Huang Shaotian isn't here, you don't have to be afraid, you're still from Blue Rain, that's the soul—give us Happy."

The corners of Lan He's brows twitched: "I was born as a member of Lan Yu, and I seem to be Lan Yu's soul. You can't instigate it."

"That's right, quite unyielding." Ye Xiu sighed.

Luo Hua sneered: "If you continue talking, I guarantee that Lan He will do something."

Ye Xiu stared at Lan He with wide eyes, and asked, "Can you do it?"

Lan He's face was dark, and it seemed that Ying and Luo Hua had begun to think about whether to wipe their sleeves: "I've thought about it a long time ago."

"I can help you." Wei Chen walked to Lan He's side, his eyes were deep: "Boy, you are deeply moved by Lan Yu's loyal old man, I don't mind helping you make up for it."

"Team Wei Wei Wei?" Lan He is a senior fan of Blue Rain, and Wei Chen's identity is even a legendary figure among the great gods. Now he is excited again.

"Don't shake, I love the younger generation very much, I know you respect me very much, I appreciate you... Do you want to sign?"

Lan He's eyes widened, and he pretended to get the autograph book from his bag. He had already bought the accessories and was waiting for this moment. - A must-have for a fan.

"Tsk tsk, can you read your signature?" Ye Xiu mocked.

"Like a frightened bird, graceful like a wandering dragon, I have inherited the style of the Wei and Jin Dynasties..." Wei Chen didn't bother to talk to Ye Xiu, and took the pen from Lan He's hand and gave him a stroke of happiness. The signatures of these Wei Chens are quite strong, and it is not in vain for him to stick together for a long time.

Lan He held the autograph book with an excited expression on his face, but he insisted on holding back and didn't make a sound.

He looked at Ye Xiu again, pursed his lips, and said, "Master, you can sign one too."

Ye Xiu smiled: "It's only these years that I know what a thousand dollars is. Look—I'm not?" He was about to write, but suddenly thought of it, and raised his head and asked, "Is it Ye Xiu who signed Ye Qiu?"

For old fans, the name Ye Qiu is more familiar to the public.

Chen Guo on the side was surprised at Ye Xiu's carefulness, and Lan He was startled when he heard this. After thinking for a while, he asked hesitantly, "Are both signed?"

"Success." Ye Xiu brushed a few strokes, and two almost similar signatures appeared vividly on the paper.

Lan He looked at the signature with a dazed expression. After a long time, he raised his head and smiled: "Thank you."

Ye Xiu waved his hand: "Just a few strokes."

"By the way, I'll give you another gift." Luo Hua pulled out the autograph booklet of Lan Yu's surroundings from her bag and handed it to Lan He, smiling, "Look at it."

Lan He inexplicably took the book from Luo Hua. The cover of the autograph booklet was the character photos of Troublesome Night Rain and Soksar, and it said—'Sword and Curse'. Huang Shaotian's signature is painted on it, not only that, but the place where the Q version of Swordsman is pasted in the lower right corner is Huang Shaotian's not-so-good-looking font - [TO Blue River, Blue Bridge Spring Snow, stunning, I tell you dare to be called by Ye Xiu! The bastard tricked me to death and I will never let you go! ! ! ! ]

... His tone seemed very excited, and Lan He was sweating coldly, but his heart couldn't help beating wildly with excitement.

In addition to Huang Shaotian's signature, Yu Wenzhou, Li Yuan, Lu Hanwen, Song Xiao, Zheng Xuan, Xu Jingxi... all of them were missing. Lan He's lower lip trembled slightly, his eyelids trembled violently, and even his whole body trembled. Apart from his signature, every page had Xu Boyuan couldn't tell what he was feeling right now, excited, unbelievable, excited, or... dreaming?

"This—" Lan He stared at Luo Hua in shock, with an expression of indescribable surprise.

Luo Hua shrugged: "Don't love me too much, really—"

"Can I hug you?" Lan He stared straight at him.

Luo Hua ruthlessly refused: "No."

"Fuck!" Lan He hugged Ye Xiu, exerted all his strength, blushed, and couldn't hide his joy, "Thank you! Thank you!! God, I love you!"

Ye Xiu: "..."

Luo Hua: "...What did I do?"

"You ruined Ye Xiu's virginity." Fang Rui sighed.

Luo Hua is a real friend who can go through fire and water for you, and whoever is kind to anyone has a ruler in her heart.Because of the lack of love in the past, as long as someone is willing to treat her a little better, she can give you her heart.

In addition to Blue River, Blue Lotus also has a copy, all of whom are fans of brains. This autograph book is undoubtedly like a priceless treasure, who knows if he will take it home as an offering.

The guests enjoyed the meal, thinking that a few professional players will have a competition in a few days, Chen Guo and Lan Hexiao drank some wine at the dinner table, and the others drank drinks, and those who drank tea drank tea.

When we parted, Lan He took the initiative to walk to Luo Hua's side. He pursed his lips and the curve of his jaw was particularly beautiful. Luo Hua found it incredible. Why is his appearance not bad when playing games?

"Thank you, you have a heart." He was silent for a long time before saying this.

Luo Hua stared at the phone without raising her head and said, "I told you, friends don't say thank you."

"...Xiao He will be happy too, she likes you very much—and envies you."

"Really? I'm so charming. Tell her that I have Xiaorou and don't love me too much." Luo Hua then raised her head and looked at him, with a smile in her clear and bright eyes, soft and energetic, she looked at You seem to be able to see into your heart, serious and determined.

Xu Boyuan felt that he could not move his eyes away.

"I see, that... work hard after the game." Although Lan Yu lost, Xu Boyuan was not disappointed, on the contrary - he was vaguely looking forward to Xingxin winning the championship.

The feeling of being remembered in my heart is beautiful and lucky. I didn't deliberately create the meaning of her remembering him. It was just a chance meeting. I thought that the high-ranking god had long forgotten the president in a small online game, but I didn't expect that the meeting was still related. Unchanged, laughing and having fun, guessing his preferences, remembering the past clearly, no disdain, no pretending not to know each other, no estrangement.

Taking everything and everyone in life seriously, Xu Boyuan thought, this may be the reason why Luohua is so popular.

Luo Hua didn't know that she had obtained two Huahuang fans in exchange for her unintentional actions. Instead, she called Han Wenqing once she returned to City H to find out the news.

That's right, their next opponent is Team Tyranny who also entered the semi-finals.

"What are you doing?" Similarly, Luo Hua was watching the videos of Tyranny's games. She sat on the chair with her legs crossed, but her expression was not as relaxed as her posture.

"I have practice soon, I'm going to turn off my phone." Luo Hua called Han Wenqing at the end of her lunch break. She knew that Tyranny couldn't bring a phone with him during training, so she took this time to call him.

They had an agreement before that they would not meet before the game. Apart from chatting online for so long, they never even made a phone call for more than 10 minutes.

Victory or failure is just a process, and who can reach the end is the most important result.

Luo Hua found that it was better not to make a call, but when she made a call, her long-suppressed longing flooded in.She misses Han Wenqing very much, misses his slender and muscular thighs, misses his muscular body, misses his strong arms embracing her... body, breath, smell and voice.

"Have you thought about this day?" Luo Hua said after recovering from her silence for the last few seconds.

If you lose in the regular season, you lose. The point system does not affect the chance of promotion, but the playoffs are different. Losing means you are completely out. Losing means that you will miss the championship. Losing means that you will miss the championship again this year.

Indeed, winning or losing is a common matter in military affairs. Mature professional players may have taken these matters aside, but for a team that is about to compete for the championship, failure is a blow that is neither light nor heavy.

For Tyranny, failure was a bit cruel, Luo Hua had to admit it.

Now, they're rivals, subtle but dramatic.

"Thought about it, I am looking forward to standing on the stage with you." Han Wenqing smiled for no reason, his voice was very low, but Luo Hua could hear him clearly: "I hope you can also go all out, after all, this is the right Respect for each."

"Heh, Han Wenqing is very confident, don't think about what will happen if you lose?" Luo Hua's attitude was quite arrogant.

"We won't lose." Han Wenqing said.

"We won't either." Luo Hua said seriously.

Han Wenqing was silent for a moment, then suddenly said: "A match is like a battlefield, if you hold back a little bit, the whole army will be wiped out, Luo Hua, you have to remember."

Love can make people weak, and it can also make people strong. The entanglement lies in what people insist on.

The other end of the phone was extremely quiet, Luo Hua knew that Han Wenqing was waiting for her.

But at this moment, she was suddenly tired of his reprimanding tone every time he called.

"I know, I hung up."

"Well, bye."

Luo Hua put down her phone and covered her face. Her legs were placed on the table in an unsightly posture. Mo Fan came out of the toilet, sat down and patted her legs: "Put it down."

Luo Hua shrank her legs, put down her hands and sighed heavily.

"What's wrong?" Mo Fan sensitively sensed that Luo Hua was not in a good mood.

Luo Hua waved her hand: "You don't understand."

"you can say."

"Even if I tell you, you won't understand."

"How do you know if you don't say it? I can't understand."

Luo Hua was surprised by Mo Fan's aggressiveness, but his indifferent eyes with a hint of concern made Luo Hua startled, and she couldn't help but asked, "What if I say I'm a little shaken?"

"Shaken? To Han Wenqing?"

"...No, Tyranny." Luo Hua covered her face in annoyance, scratched her head ventingly and said, "I used to worry about what would happen to Xingxin's failure, but now, I'm not worried about myself, but about others. Cheap or not, hypocritical or not?"

"..." Mo Fan didn't speak, he stared at Luo Hua, frowning slightly.

"This is the juncture. I know that no one will give up. We are, and so is Tyranny. If you are full, you will love to think wildly. If you think about it, there will be problems—you said that Tyranny lost, Brother Han, Master Lin Is there no more chance? Zhang Jiale, it's even more sad... Thinking that this might be their last battle, I am shaken."

Mo Fan frowned: "You want them to win?"

"How is it possible?!" Luo Hua waved her hands, "We still have Ye Xiu and Wei Chen here."

"Then why are you worrying so much?"

Luo Hua stared at him speechlessly: "So I said you don't understand, this is where the contradiction lies, okay?"

"Boring." Mo Fan commented. Just as Luo Hua was about to scold, Mo Fan said again: "No matter what, we will win. Whether the result is cruel or ruthless, it is a fact - there are thousands of unfortunate people in the world. Don’t forget, it’s not possible for everyone’s dream to come true, you always hope that the result will be what you want, but it’s just a dream, and reality will break the dream.”

Luo Hua was stunned, and couldn't see that Mo Fan would say such a big reason.

But she had to admit that what Mo Fan said was right, she occasionally... always wanted to have the best of both worlds, so that the world could have the best of both worlds, how can there be so many good things, the result is either you die or I live, simple and straightforward, other points There is no room left.

Win or lose, go or stay, this is life, believe it or not.

"You're right, women... always think about something." Luo Hua shook her head and collected her thoughts.

Mo Fan looked at her, didn't look away, but said a word: "If you really waver, you can only regret it. Luo Hua, you have no way out."

Only by going on, going forward bravely as always, love cannot be an obstacle but only a driving force.

This is the playing field.