Chili Chili, remember to tell me about the results of the WD team. "At the door of an e-sports stadium in the United States, Curry made a transatlantic call to Chili.

Chili was sleepy, and said lightly: "Got it." ”

"In broad daylight, you don't have any energy at all!" Curry crossed his waist and said angrily, "The second duel between WD and Mythology, I care about the result. ”

Chili opened her eyes in the dark and turned over: "It's still midnight on my side, 2 o'clock in the morning." ”

It's a blue sky on the U.S. side, and it's still midnight on the Chinese side.

Curry:...

Well, he's forgotten about jet lag.

After a few quick words of chili, Curry was about to hang up.

Chili suddenly said: "In the United States, pay attention to a healthy diet and take good care of yourself." ”

The room was dim and empty.

There was an indescribable concern in Chili's tone.

Curry was stunned, and before he could figure out this mother-like instruction, the phone had been hung up.

Pouted, Curry sorted out the crimson tie on his chest, looked up at the gate of the magnificent American E-sports Stadium, and muttered: "It is estimated that in a few years, the Glory of Kings World Cup will come." ”

Mobile games, which originated in China, are gradually moving to the world.

The curry has infinite pride in its heart.

He had just taken two steps when someone suddenly tapped him on the shoulder.

"Hi, you're the red-tie commentator?" A clear and refreshing voice, surrounded by a gust of autumn wind.

Curry turned her head and looked, it was a tall and handsome girl, a silver stud earring in her right ear, starry eyes under the short chestnut hair, the corners of her lips slightly hooked, her eyebrows were picturesque, and she was full of heroism.

At this moment, she was looking at him with great interest.

Curry:...

"Are you—that little substitute for Team WD?" With a good memory, Curry quickly searched for information about this person in his mind.

WD Purity.

King's own sister.

Support, Sidelan, and Mage of the Violence Department.

Purity shrugged, it was hot in Los Angeles, and Purity wore a simple black T-shirt with a string of silver english engraved on it, which appeared to be a team uniform.

"I heard that the official would send a professional commentary, but I didn't expect it to be you." Pure hands clasped in front of his chest, thin lips raised the arc of the crescent, "What about your blue-tie partner, didn't you come?" ”

The corners of the curry's mouth twitched, and he said disdainfully: "Chili University majored in French, and English is not as good as mine, so the above sent me over to explain." ”

Purity smiled clearly.

At this time, a handsome American guy with blond hair and blue eyes came over and asked curiously, "Jie, is this your friend?" ”

Purity shrugged, "He's the acceptance of this continental, Curry."

The American guy's eyes lit up, and he immediately reached out in a friendly manner: "Hey, Curry, how .are .you?"

Curry certainly doesn't answer "I .am .fine, thank. you，and .you?” This is a low-level Chinese English.

He had already guessed from the same team uniform as this Yankee that they might be the team participating this time.

Curry smiled kindly: "Couldn't .be. better，hope .you. get. good .results. in .this. competition.”

The American guy was stunned and said excitedly to Chunjie: "Jie, I have met hundreds of Chinese. They will all answer I. am fine，thank. You.This person is so special, I want to soak him! ”

Purity kicked him: "Go in and prepare." Curry and a cup of coffee together after the game. ”

The American Intercontinental King of Glory Contest was vigorously launched in other countries.

At night, the curry fell asleep in a daze, and was suddenly woken up in the middle of the night by a rapid ringing of incoming calls.

"It's noisy! Do you want people to sleep? Curry turned on his phone and scolded.

Pepper's voice was low: "3-2, Team WD won Myth and entered the playoffs with the fourth place in the West. ”