When Minya arrived at the venue, there were already a lot of people at the venue.

For those who come to watch, they can only enter with tickets at 8 o'clock in the morning, and when Mingya arrives at the venue, it is not yet 8 o'clock.

So the little friend hasn't appeared yet, but the player is almost ready, and is trying to run his computer and mouse in his small private room.

Coupled with some staff, there were not many people on site.

There are also many players who are still shaking in all corners of the venue, probably meeting their opponents or friends on the playing field, and everyone gets together to chat.

After all, if it weren't for this competition, many friends might not have seen it in reality.

Everyone has everything in the world, and it's really not easy to see it once.

Guan Youfeng didn't have much to do today, he arranged those sponsors first, and at the same time looked at the preparation of the VIP seats at the venue, and then put his mind at ease, talked to a few sponsors, and of course promoted other businesses of their company by the way......

When Mingya came over, Guan Youfeng chatted briefly with the sponsor who was talking, then said a word of misaccompaniment, and walked directly towards Mingya.

politely took Mingya to the VIP seat, and at the same time said some precautions in his ear, and some situations that may occur in the venue for a while.

In the end, Guan Youfeng still said uneasily: "Xiaoya, we promised before that after the game, we can promise the champion a request that is not too much." I ......"

Guan Youfeng didn't know how to fully express his meaning.

Damn, usually my mouth work is also good, how did I get to Mingya, it's stupid, don't want it!

And Mingya understood Guan Youfeng's meaning almost instantly, wearing a mask and Heichao's face, she couldn't even see half of her expression.

However, looking at Ming Ya turning her head sideways, Guan Youfeng didn't continue.

Mingya originally just wanted to hear it, but Guan Youfeng was entangled for a long time. I'm also driving myself crazy.

I just want to be a quiet ginger girl, but there is such a middle-aged beautiful uncle who still keeps talking in his ear.

This feeling, hehe!

Mingya could guess the meaning of Guan Youfeng's tangled words. So he turned his head sideways and said in a particularly arrogant tone: "Are you afraid that those doll eggs will want to challenge me if they win in a while, if that's the case, what should I do?" ”

Hearing that Ming Ya understood herself like this, Guan Youfeng nodded hurriedly. The always calm face was a little happy.

Anyway, the little niece understands herself, and she has struggled with the language she organized all morning, and she hasn't been able to say a word clearly.

In fact, Guan Youfeng also knew in his heart that if it weren't for Mingya's feelings, he would be able to say the same.

It's just that I'm afraid of hurting Mingya, and I'm also afraid that Mingya will be unhappy when I hear it, so Guan Youfeng has been entangled for so long.

But after nodding, Guan Youfeng subconsciously asked again: "Then what are you going to do?" ”

After asking, Guan Youfeng regretted it slightly, was he too eager?

But Mingya didn't care about that. Gently retracted his gaze, and said in a cold tone: "I must protect the glory of Xijiangyue, there is no second possibility." ”

After saying that, Mingya walked towards the VIP seat, where there was her own name, and it was always impossible to sit down with the name.

But Ming Ya's words made Guan Youfeng stop, looking at Ming Ya's straight back, Guan Youfeng even asked himself in his heart, did he do something wrong back then?

Mingya can actually be a particularly dazzling professional player. At the same time, it was also something she liked, but she killed it all with her own hands.

If he replaced himself with Mingya, Guan Youfeng felt that if he didn't strangle the same person who strangled him back then, it would not be his Guan Youfeng's character.

It's just at the moment of realizing it. Guan Youfeng's whole person was not very good, his back was also cold, and when he looked at Ming Ya's gaze, he looked a little like he wanted to say something.

It's just that Mingya is not a roundworm in his stomach, so how can he guess what he is thinking.

At 8 o'clock in the morning, the audience enters.

The doors of the venue closed at 8:20 a.m. The security guard at the door threw all those who didn't have tickets and were late out of the door.

Because the game is about to start at 8:30, if there are any more people coming and going, it will not only be bad for the venue, but also disturb the mood of the players.

Of course, for such an explanation, the marshal even lowered his voice and asked Jiang Bin beside him: "Hold the grass, I heard that during the competition, the players are in an independent small private room, and we are far away, so we can only watch a live video of the game, how can it disturb the players?" ”

When he said this, a group of five friends had already entered the venue, and although Zheng Xian's ticket was bought a little late, the location was quite good because he was willing to bid.

The front row on the second floor, although it is said to be on the left, but in comparison, it is already a good position.

Because the middle position on the second floor is the VIP people who came to watch the game this time, and after the VIP people in the first row in the middle, there are some other guests and the like.

As for the prime location on the first floor, it is reserved for some professional players in the circle, many of whom are in the top ten in the country.

Regarding the marshal's words, Jiang Bin smiled, automatically turned on the mockery mode, and then withdrew his gaze when he listened to the marshal just now, came to his position, sat down and stopped talking.

Seeing this, the marshal knew that he had asked another stupid [beep-] question!

As for Fang Jingxuan, after going up to the second floor, his eyes fell on the right side of the VIP seat, and he was also the only woman in the VIP seat.

Such a thin back made Fang Jingxuan feel inexplicably familiar.

But the overly mature suit on his body made Fang Jingxuan a little entangled and hesitant.

Is she the Xijiangyue in her memory?

However, it doesn't feel right.

That's right, it's still such a thin and distressing back, even if he hasn't seen him for seven years, Fang Jingxuan will still be a little distressed.

What's wrong is that Fang Jingxuan intuitively thinks that the somewhat stubborn back in his memory should not become what it is now.

At least you won't be wearing any weird clothes!

Seeing that Fang Jingxuan's gaze kept drifting towards the VIP seat, Jiang Bin asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?" Acquaintances over there? ”

Thanks: Little cute baby, Lu Wu, tell endless past rewards!

THANKS: THE BLIND MAN, SHOTA, WHO SPENT THE DAY ALONE FOR THE MONTHLY TICKET!

A friend suggested that I want to set up a group to play, but I am in a zombie state five days a week, do I really want to get it? (To be continued.) )