The photo of Chu Yun speaking with a microphone was printed on the cover of e-sport e-sports media magazine the next day.

Chu Yun also tried to be a little celebrity this time, if Chu Yun's popularity only existed in the reputation of some players, this time, Chu Yun completely appeared in the eyes of the public, even Wang Er, who sold vegetables on the street next door, and Li Si, who repaired cars at the entrance of the street, all knew that there was an arrogant uncle called a trumpet in the Hero Century, in a vain attempt to challenge Chu Hanxuan, the most handsome No.1 Chu Hanxuan in the dynasty.

In the streets and alleys, rumors spread fast.

Dynasty fans, Chu Hanxuan and Liang Mengqi's fans sprayed together: Where did you come from, and you don't look in the mirror.

Coaxing: Nima finally let the master wait for this day, and the dynasty dog men and women did not quickly lead to death.

The realistic player sat on the bench: Lemon SLV has the strength.

The ignored the above: both are so handsome, if they compete, I don't know who to cheer for.

The perverts argued: both pretty mm's were arched by pigs.

A non-well-known unprofessional commentator: The results need to be further observed.

The restaurant camper said that this person had caused violence in public.

The police said: The prisoner is not him.

Chu Hanxuan said: You have a kind of letting go of the horse.

Of course, in the end, netizens found out that this fake Chu Hanxuan IP on the Internet was not from Beijing, and it was obviously not the deity.

The real Chu Hanxuan was sitting in front of the computer and watching the rep who had blown the horn at the nightmare altar before.

It was getting late, and in the entire empty practice room, only the display screen in front of Chu Hanxuan emitted a white light.

"It's this man again."

Chu Hanxuan heard the voice, turned his head, and happened to see the coffee handed by Liang Mengqi.

"Thank you." He laughs.

"This man is very similar to you." Liang Mengqi said.

"Where?" Chu Hanxuan asked.

"Competitive." Liang Mengqi said, smiled lightly, lowered her head and took a sip of tea in her thermos cup.

Chu Hanxuan shook his head and smiled noncommittally.

"He's not like me." Chu Hanxuan said, "However, this feeling is really like a person." ”

"Who?"

"Son of God." Chu Hanxuan said with a flat face.

“……”

Liang Mengqi was silent.

She looked at Chu Hanxuan's expression and found that he was still impermanent, but even herself, who had been partnering with him, couldn't know whether the injury that had penetrated deep into the surface had scabbed.

Chu Hanxuan sensed something strange and patted the back of Liang Mengqi's hand, signaling her to feel at ease.

He smiled calmly.

"No matter who comes, I'm not going to lose again."

At this moment, unlike the silent dynasty, a group of people are gathering in a high-rise office building in Luwan District, Shanghai, about 1,000 kilometers away from Beijing.

They were silent for a long time around the wall where the video of the game was playing.

When the horn on the screen blows, drags the big axe, and kills the boss with the last critical hit, the man with glasses sitting on the sofa in the center presses the pause button.

"Fight the boss without injury, which of you can do it?" His voice was calm, but there was something unquiet in the calm.

For a long time, no one answered.

The glasses man held his glasses with his middle finger and turned to the deputy team next to him: "What do you think?" ”

"It's worth digging." The assistant team is very concise, no matter what you ask him, he will always give you the simplest and most correct answer.

Some might say that there is a lack of emotion in his language, but the man in glasses appreciates this straightforward and simple style, like his nickname, Silent Death.

"I'll leave this matter to you. Try to meet his requirements, we Longteng, need such people. ”

At a newsstand in Nanning City, a middle-aged man picked up an e-sport weekly e-sports magazine, and looked at the characters on the cover, he couldn't help but smile bitterly.

"You're really the right person for this stage."

At this time, a slightly chubby man patted him behind him: "Hansheng, what are you looking at?" ”

The middle-aged man handed him the book.

The slightly chubby man looked at the cover of the book and shook his head, showing a smile, I don't know how happy it was, a little embarrassed, or a little helpless: "I've been waiting for him for 9 years, it's a pity, it's a pity." ”

He paused, and then said, "Have you invited him?" ”

The middle-aged man nodded.

The slightly chubby man's eyes lit up: "Then ......"

"He's already promised someone else."

The fat man's smile stopped, and he couldn't help but sigh again.

"It's a pity ......"

In Qiunan City, the group of people closest to Chu Yun and Lin Ruoxi had already gathered together, discussing how to set up this celebration banquet, as if Chu Lin and the two had already won the first place in this competition.

Xiao Yaquan relied on enthusiasm: "This celebration banquet is placed in my store, anyway, vacate the box upstairs, start arranging it now, and surprise them when the time comes!" ”

"What if I lose?" Xiao Qing complained casually, but it caused everyone's eyes, and she hurriedly pushed her hand: "I'm joking." ”

"There's no need to make such tasteless jokes...... You say, can Xiao Ruo and Chu Yun win the dynasty? ”

"That's a bit far-fetched." Lin Xiao scratched his cheeks.

"How come, life is to have a goal, come, I wish them success!" Xu Fan took the lead in raising a glass.

"Cheers—"

In the end, after going around and returning to Beijing, in a lavishly decorated mansion, Luo Cong was trapped in the sofa.

He held the bottle in his hand, holding his head in one hand, full of sorrow.

At this time, Erwuzai pushed the door in.

"How?" Luo Cong raised his head and asked hurriedly.

"That, the other party's protection seems to be a bit tight, and the situation is a little ......" Er Wuzai lowered his head and carefully picked up his words.

"Getting to the point!" Luo Cong shouted.

"I just didn't get it done......"

"Didn't get it?" Luo Cong stood up from the sofa suddenly, swept the things on the coffee table to the ground, he seemed to be still angry, and kicked over the table lamp decorated on the side with one kick, "What did you say to me before, saying how amazing a hacker you know, what a gateway that can hack into the US server, steal an account and that is a small case, which dog mouth said this, is it this dog mouth, isn't it?" ”

He slapped Erwuzai's face, so that he covered his face and didn't dare to look up for a long time.

"Fuck, Lao Tzu's face is to make this horn blow all - no, Lao Tzu will drive to kill this girl now, it's a big deal to die with him!"

Luo Cong was about to rush out of the door, but was stopped and hugged by Er Wuzai from behind.

"My brother Cong, my uncle, is it worth it to blow the trumpet for a cheap life? Don't be impulsive, we'll figure it out. ”

"Think about it, there's a way to think about it, or you can find me a few underworlds, and I'll pay him to do that bastard!"

Erwuzai sneered in his heart, you said you did it? Let's not say that this is the capital, even if you find it, didn't the three or four big men from other places also swear to go, what is the result?

He rolled his eyes, and suddenly had an idea: "I said Brother Cong, we can't steal openly, but we can do it secretly?" ”

"What secret hand?" Luo Cong had lost his temper at the beginning, "You said it!" ”

"I remember that there was a post on the Internet that said that this trumpet may have been bought."

"Are you sure?"

"When he rose to power, he was already in his thirties and forties, and his performance before and after was like two - according to people, the owner of this number was originally a first-class rookie."

"Go on."

"And this number should be traded online!"

"How do you know?"

"Because someone found the sales record of the trumpet on the virtual trading platform!"

"Holy shit, why didn't you say it earlier!" As soon as Luo Cong shook his hand, he gave Erwuzai a look at the head.

"Didn't I forget?" Erwuzai rubbed his smashed head sadly.

"Hurry up, let that shit hacker get me the information, don't make a mistake for me again!"

Erwuzai quickly nodded weakly, turned around and went out.

Luo Cong withdrew his gaze from Er Wu Zai's body and secretly clenched his fists.

- Blow the trumpet, I'll see what tricks you can play this time!

Luo Cong's face finally drew a cruel smile.

It's just that all the things that happened this night are not known to Chu Yun, who was sleeping.