Chapter 40: The head can be broken, the blood can flow, and the game cannot be stopped
At this time, in addition to the passengers coming and going, there are also several couples at the airport, and the bright lights in front of them are like guiding lights in the dark night, lighting up a touch of tranquility in the bustling and noisy world.
Ji Cheng pinched the mobile phone in his hand, exerted a slight force with his left hand, glanced sideways at the old hat next to him who was still talking about yellow jokes, and then closed his gaze and glanced at the sky.
There are a few stars in the night, but the faint light is very shining.
"The third? Third? Let's go. Feng Nian's voice came, and he shouted while standing on the pillar with his luggage not far away.
Ji Cheng lowered his head, and then continued to walk forward.
On the other side, the mobile phone rang with a "ding dong", Shu Xin crossed his legs and reached out to pick up the mobile phone on the table, slid it open WeChat, and the male voice came, the corners of his mouth involuntarily turned up, and then continued to ask: "Is there a live broadcast tomorrow?" I want to see it. β
After a while, Ji Cheng came back, "I don't know." Shu Xin sighed a little disappointed, then cut again, pouted and threw his phone on the table, and drank the red wine in his hand.
Cut, if you don't know, you don't know. Isn't it okay if you don't watch it?
- Hotels
In the lobby of the hotel, as soon as a few people entered, they ushered in the lobby manager, who looked in his early thirties and looked in good spirits, shook hands with the coach when he came over in a suit and tie, and then glanced at Ji Cheng and a few people, and after retracting his gaze, he smiled and seemed to be talking about something with the ruthless coach.
Then several service staff came over to pick up the luggage, and a service lady walked up to Ji Cheng and wanted to take it with a smile, Ji Cheng frowned slightly and was very detached, and his tone was cold: "Mine doesn't need to." The waitress nodded and left.
"The third child, the keyboard and mouse won't run on their own long legs, you put one hundred and twenty hearts." Seeing this, Tang Yuan's eyes were smiling, and there was only one slit left in his eyes, and his tone was teasing.
Boys of the same age may have a hobby of collecting shoes, or various figurines and the like, and for Ji Cheng, it is all the equipment for e-sports games. Among them, Ji Cheng's most precious thing is the mechanical keyboard that has to be locked in a cabinet and packed in a bag all the time, as well as a game mouse.
When Ji Cheng heard Tang Yuan's words, he turned his head slightly and glanced at it, and said lightly: "The materials that Aunt Qin bought in the base kitchen are the ones who run with her own long legs." β
As soon as the words came out, Tang Yuan's smile gradually froze, scratched his head embarrassedly, and muttered: "Small problem, small problem... Maybe it's a mouse, right? β
Ji Cheng frowned, then let go again, glanced at the time and the word "oh" in the WeChat message, seemed to tilt his head carelessly, and asked the old hat: "Old hat, will there be a live broadcast of the game tomorrow?" β
The old hat, who was discussing with Feng Nian which assassin hero was the best to use, hurriedly turned around, raised his eyebrows and said: "No, this kind of friendly game is just a few teams fighting, but the small activities are not too big, and the focus is not on our game." β
"Third child, haven't you always cared about live broadcasts? Why is this asked? Feng Nian put his arms around the neck of the old hat and looked at Ji Cheng and raised his head.
"No, just ask." Ji Cheng withdrew his gaze again, closed his lips tightly and did not speak again.
With "Ding." With a bang, the elevator reached the first floor of the hall, and several people pushed and shoved and walked in.
ββAfter twelve o'clock in the evening, Shu Xin tilted his head slightly and looked at the empty red wine bottle on the table, took the mobile phone and kept unlocking and swiping new messages on WeChat, but he never got out the remarks of Ji Cheng.
frowned slightly, then ruffled his hair indiscriminately, and scolded in a low voice: "Big pig's trotters." Stinky Ji Cheng. β
Lying on the ground barefoot, the coldness of the floor reached the nerves of comfort, and with a slight shudder, he steadied his body and walked towards the bathroom.
- 1:55 p.m. the next day.
In the large-scale event hall in Hangzhou, a large-scale comic exhibition held every six months is about to open, and there are men and women wearing JK uniforms and COS uniforms coming and going.
Inside, the large arena is divided into two areas, red and blue, and five computers are placed on opposite sides, and the technicians have begun to test the performance of the computers with the original keyboard and mouse, and they have left the field after confirming that they are correct.
The host wore a black suit and a high hat like a magician, and said in a very excited tone: "Okay, now that our technicians have checked the computers to be used in the game, who are the two League of Legends professional teams that will come on the field immediately?" Guess what, the organizers have spent a lot of money to invite the people you want to meet the most. β
As soon as the host finished speaking, someone immediately reacted, and a chubby boy wearing glasses shouted: "Is it heart?" β
As soon as the chubby boy's words came out, the game house around became excited, and if you want to say who is the person they want to see the most, of course, it is the man who became famous at a young age and added C to AD.
For a while, everyone was attracted by the sound of discussion here. The host raised his eyebrows, made a mysterious expression, hesitated slightly, and then said, "Is it the heart you think?" Here's where our professional team comes in. β
As soon as the words fell, the stairs in the backstage revealed the first person, the black and white League of Legends uniform and the smiling face, it was the ZK group's pet Tangyuan. In an instant, the audience was excited, and the call for the game house gradually increased.
βZKοΌ ZKοΌ "Heart I love you!" βheartοΌβ "Round girl!"
Several boys in the audience had excitement on their faces, and they kept looking up and looking forward, with the light of seeing idols in their eyes.
Passerby A: "ZK? It's actually a ZK team! Passerby B: "Wow, cool, the organizers didn't reveal it in advance this time." Passerby C: "ZK! β
The people in the backstage walked out one by one, and in anticipation, Ji Cheng walked out of the backstage slowly with his long legs and slightly bowed his head, and then looked up and glanced indifferently at the scene.
Just this one action, the whole audience screamed, and the atmosphere began to heat up.
"Heart, it's really heart, it's so handsome." One of the boys frowned, then smiled at his face.
- "Can you hold your hands steady in this live broadcast?" Shu Xin, who was lying on the bed at home watching the live broadcast on his mobile phone, was very annoyed by the dangling camera, and the title displayed on the mobile phone at this time was "Hangzhou Comic Con ZK Club Airborne, heart is so handsome!" β
Through the shaky lens paste and unshapeable picture quality, you can completely feel the charm of the man standing in the lens just breathing.
The screams on the mobile phone were very obvious, Shu Xin frowned and felt a little angry in his heart, and then he continued to watch the live broadcast honestly.
She has experienced this appearance countless times, because Ji Cheng is too provoking flowers and plants, so even if there is no normal live broadcast, there will still be fans who will open their own outdoor live broadcasts to let the majority of fans who can't be there in person have a look.
At this time, another team came up in the live broadcast, although the popularity is not as good as ZK, but it is still good, after all, the PING Korean team was also the team that won the championship for three years.
The camera then moved up to the big screen of the live broadcast of the game, but the picture quality at this time was much clearer, and Shu Xin frowned and continued to squint.
The head can be broken and the blood can flow, and the game cannot be stopped.