Chapter 1340: Ling Qi, this stupid boy

At the end of the first game of the KPL autumn regular season, Mr. Shan, as the mouthpiece of the WD team, has been very attentive to the interviews of reporters.

Mr. Shan chatters and talks eloquently, which is very popular with e-sports reporters.

Three hours have passed since this interview...

The silence allowed the others to go back to the base first, and they stayed and waited for Mr. Shan.

Mr. Shan was chattering over there, and the silence had been silent and waiting at the end of the crowd. There are a lot of questions about the backstage media interviews, about King, about silence, about the Worlds...

"Captain, this year, he went to do a great thing. Let's not disclose this matter for the time being, anyway, as soon as this matter comes out, it will definitely make the earth tremble, haha. ”

"Worlds? Of course, the master is confident that he will fight on behalf of the motherland, which is a good thing to glorify the ancestors and win glory for the country. If I don't go, no one in the country will dare to go. ”

"This season's transformation into support does not mean giving up on the wing. As long as he needs to, he can change his appearance at any time and become a sideman again. I'm an assistant thief, hehe. ”

Silence is wrapped in a black coat with his back against the wall.

The black eyes didn't seem to move, and he kept staring at the mountain president who was surrounded by the crowd for a long time.

Looking at the corners of his mouth raised with joy, and looking at the small yellow curls that swayed with his body movements, his eyes seemed to be always radiant, clear and clean.

At ten o'clock in the evening, Mr. Shan greeted the media with a smile, stretched his waist and prepared to leave.

"Drink water."

The white thermos cup was handed over.

Mr. Shan raised the black eyebrows on the left and looked at the ruffian man in the suit in front of him strangely: "Something?" ”

Ling Qi shrugged: "Old classmate, seeing that you have said so much, I will send you some hot water to moisten your throat." ”

In fact, Ling Qi had been waiting for Mr. Shan in the backstage lounge.

Mr. Shan put on his black coat and didn't accept the water sent by Ling Qi at all, "I know your purpose for approaching the master." Even if you take 100 million, I won't jump to your live broadcast. ”

"I don't have the heart to do that." Ling Qi grinned, "I just want to come and see you." ”

Mr. Shan rolled his eyes: "I believe you are a ghost." ”

Mr. Shan was about to turn around and leave, when his arm was suddenly grabbed by Ling Qi.

Ling Qi had beautiful black hair smeared with oil, slightly taller than Mr. Shan, and his right thumb, index finger, and middle finger all wore local tyrant gemstone rings. He also has a lot of strength, and Shan always caught off guard, so he was dragged by this guy.

Bang, the next moment the mountain is pressed against the wall.

Ling Qi smiled evilly, leaned over in a deliberate ambiguity, and his fingers full of cold gems caressed the chin of the mountain.

Ling Qi posed in what he thought was the most handsome, and his voice was sultry: "Old classmate, don't be so ruthless." I swiped dozens of rockets in your live broadcast room, so I could accompany me to have a cup of coffee. ”

The posture of the two of them is ambiguous.

Just like all romance dramas, the simple and kind Xia Yuhe was pressed in the corner by the domineering emperor, and the emperor smiled: Man, you can't escape from the palm of my hand.

The corners of Mr. Shan's mouth twitched, and his brain was sick.

In society, my brother Shan, people don't talk much. Scooped up the water bottle in his hand and smashed it into Ling Qi's face.

With both hands and feet, he kicked this kid seven or eight times in a row, and retreated seven knots in a row, and his suit pants were full of footprints.

Ling Qi was kicked to the ground and looked confused... Damn, why don't you play according to the routine?

"If you have a sick brain, let the master see you!"

Mr. Shan snorted coldly, shook his small yellow curly hair in a dashing manner, and walked away.