The game begins.

Zhang Ruifeng quickly entered the account password and chose to log in to the game.

This is also a place that Zhang Ruifeng is very good at, he can enter all the account passwords correctly when he closes his eyes.

And the speed is outrageous, which even Ren Zeyang can't compare.

When Zhang Ruifeng used to compete with others, he always used this method to press the opponent first.

Seeing that he had finished typing, and the other party was still scrambling to type on the keyboard, and even typing incorrectly, that would make Zhang Ruifeng feel a sense of superiority in his heart.

It's just that this time Zhang Ruifeng is afraid to be disappointed.

When he finished typing the account password with his hands and chose the region to enter the server, he leisurely looked north.

However, to his surprise, the game's buffer had reached 100% at this time, and then it went directly to the main server.

At this time, Zhang Ruifeng's progress bar has just reached 20!

"Did you copy your account password in advance?" Zhang Ruifeng looked at Xiangbei with great dissatisfaction.

The fact that his proudest method was actually compared to the north made him extremely unhappy.

In the face of Zhang Ruifeng's words, Xiang Bei didn't raise his head, shook the mouse lightly, and entered the group.

Xiangbei has a soft spot for this channel, not only because it's as simple as a heads-up mecca.

In each region, there is the player's default main battlefield, and in the server where Xiangbei is located, this group is generally a heads-up room, and it will still open a heads-up room for watching the battle.

And the explosion of eight frequency eight is the place of soldiers, in the previous life, they were scattered with Lei Zi in the north, and they played a lot on that channel alone.

Just after entering the channel to the north, I suddenly saw a loudspeaker floating above the channel shouting.

It's still the kind of big horn that is more precious, the kind that is red in the whole region.

The loudspeaker is an exclusive prop for local tyrants, and of course Xiang Bei knows that there are often mutual swipes on the firing line, which is too normal.

There are even people who have nothing to do on a whim and brush two scolding twist vines, anyway, in the end, they were naturally made by the official money.

In the last life, when the northward line of fire was tired, he looked for Li Fei to pack a whole bag of melon seeds, looked at the two sides brushing each other on the screen with a smile, and leisurely ate melon seeds.

Originally, Xiang Bei didn't care, and he was ready to create a room after a casual glance, and this occasion is definitely not suitable for carrying bags of melon seeds to watch people brush their horns.

But in the next second, the movement of creating a room to the north suddenly stopped, and he seemed to see a few familiar words just now!

"Huh!" Halfway north canceled the halfway room and looked at the top of the screen again.

And at this time, another horn floated up again, and the bright red font was very eye-catching.

"I wish my Beige a victory, brothers to treat you in triumph! Piglet. ”

The bright red font is very conspicuous, and even the students of Yangquan High School below can see the words clearly through the high-definition display.

Seeing this news, I didn't have to think about it to know that it was a student from Luoshi Vocational School, and it must be someone from the north side.

No one expected that although the people from Luoshi Vocational School did not come to the competition site in person, they actually launched a loudspeaker in the server to cheer for the north.

"Look at what I'm doing, it's not what I commanded." Xiang Bei was also a little confused, touched his scalp and said angrily.

This big horn is a dollar, can you easily spend that dollar to the north, what a waste!

Although the funds that Xiangbei now holds in his hands are richer than many rich second-generation students, Xiangbei has always maintained a good habit of being diligent and thrifty.

"Childish." Zhang Ruifeng pursed his lips and said disdainfully.

But the sour taste in his tone can be felt by anyone.

"I wish Brother Bei a winning streak and winning the throne of the first person in Luo City, Lei Zi is optimistic about you!" Another big horn floated by.

Immediately after, the loudspeaker channel above seemed to open the floodgates, and messages poured out in a queue.

"Brother Bei, wait for your victory! In addition, the expeditionary legion team accepts sharp players and recruits girls: 8xxxx, Cao Zheng. ”

"Brother Bei went on the expedition, not a single inch of grass grows, invincible, invincible, I am handsome, I bag salt for Brother Bei!"

"In ancient times, there was no one to be beaten, and now there is a heartthrob of Brother Bei, come on, Brother Bei! Wang Jie! ”

"Holding an AK in his hand and smiling at the sky, God says Brother Bei, you are so sassy, Brother Bei is invincible! Liu Tianhao. ”

"Two words, it's over! Maple. ”

"Those who follow the North Brother must be rampant, and those who go against the North Brother must perish! Beige cow *** hair. ”

The speaker channel doesn't stop all the time, I don't know how much I swiped, the red continues, and the signature keeps stopping.

There are those who know Xiangbei, those who don't know Xiangbei, and even some vocational school students who have had conflicts with Xiangbei.

What Xiangbei didn't expect was that even Lin Rongfei posted one.

"North, come on!" The simple three words are in line with Lin Rongfei's always quiet character.

It's not just the people to the north who are constantly swiping the speakers, but the speaker channels of the entire regional server have exploded.

"Damn, who is Brother Bei? Why am I a little confused? ”

"Nima! Awesome, I'm counting, there are more than 200 horns in front and back, right? It's just inhumane! ”

"Upstairs, you counted wrong, a total of three hundred and sixteen!"

And Xiang Bei, who had been looking at the speaker channel, changed his expression instantly when he saw this sentence.

The confusion is mixed with heartache, and the expression is very complicated.

"you, these losers!!" Under the gaze of thousands of people in the audience, Xiang Bei directly took out his mobile phone, and then found a number and dialed it.

"Hey! You guys, stop me! Brush a ball! When the phone is connected, he scolds him at the other side.

This scolding not only stunned the people on the other side of the phone, but also the audience was even more confused.

What's the situation, shouldn't Xiangbei be moved to cry at this moment, why is he still scolded?

Looking at the way he looked north, he was really angry, and he didn't fake it at all.

"Why is Nima, it's not money, it's hundreds of dollars!! How many things can you do, don't you have a little pressure in your heart? Xiangbei was still yelling at the phone.

"Neither can your own money! It's only been a few days of good life, and this is floating? ”

"I know we have money, but can we waste it like this?"

"What? Fifty thousand? Is it really fake? ”

"Then brush, brush."

In the end, Xiangbei suddenly exclaimed, then hung up the phone, and sat in his position a little confused.

It's only been a few days, and under the leadership of the village chief, the e-sports club has been crazy about collecting 50,000 yuan, this Nima, this Nima is not joking, right?

An average of 5,000 yuan a day is more? It's the northward mind, and I feel a little incredible at this time.

The student resource is indeed a powerful resource, with a large number and not weak consumption capacity.

(End of chapter)