Zheng Hang: "......" is so good, it's another day full of gunpowder.

He stretched out his hand and pressed the demon king's chair, and before he could persuade him, he saw the demon king roll down from the chair, hugged his thighs and began to sue the wicked first: "Brother Hang, she kicked me!" ”

Zheng Hang: "......" played well.

If he didn't dare, he would have wanted to kick him twice. Day by day, I owe too much!

After a little refreshment in his heart, Zheng Hang pretended to be surprised and stroked his head, hey, he helped him up, and said with a little ancestor: "You want to explain the game and tell me, it's not that we can't communicate with the event party, why bother to sit behind others and secretly fulfill your e-sports dreams?" You were kicked by someone accidentally, right? If this is broken somewhere, how can you ask me to explain it to the above? ”

After comforting him, Zheng Hang looked at Lang Qiao again, and as soon as he opened his mouth, he was an old Duanshui artist: "Sister Lang, you are really, the game is fascinated again, and you must remember to watch the road when you get up. ”

Demon King: "??? ”

"What do you mean to kick me to the point where it's small?" He frowned, and his face was full of words: You have changed, you are no longer my sycophant alone.

"I'm polite to her." Zheng Hang lowered his voice, like an old father teaching his stupid son: "You are already a big child, it's time to learn to be polite to your teammates." ”

"I won't!" The demon king didn't eat his water at all, thinking that I came first, why is everyone so good to her now?

Even Gatlin and I, who had always been afraid of him, smiled when they saw her.

Obviously, the expression on her paralyzed face was not much richer than his.

The more the demon king thought about it, the more he felt resentful, and shook Zheng Hang's hand on his shoulder, and left angrily.

After the case of him coming back on his own initiative last night, Zheng Hang didn't even bother to chase after him now, so he pulled a chair and walked straight to Lang Qiao's side and said, "Let's talk." ”

Lang Qiao nodded, thinking that he wanted to persuade her to live in harmony with the Demon King, but he didn't expect him to open his mouth and say, "Do you mind starting a live broadcast?" ”

He and the club's top brass agreed that Lang Qiao's title as the only female player was a selling point, and if used properly, it could increase her popularity and bring benefits to the team, killing two birds with one stone.

Since Lang Qiao signed the contract, she is ready to obey the team's arrangement, playing games, attending offline events, live broadcasts and other content are all within the scope of professional players' work, and it is the same for her a little earlier and a little later.

So she shook her head and said, "Don't mind." ”

Even if she minded, it was useless, because the live broadcast contract had already been signed when it was signed, and Zheng Hang asked such a sentence more, just to show more respect for her wishes.

"That's fine." Zheng Hang nodded: "Then I'll start arranging, as soon as today, as late as tomorrow, you can open a live broadcast to meet the fans." ”

Lang Qiao let out an 'um' sound, put on the headphones, and went to the Jedi Island again.

Although Zheng Hang is a little cowardly, his work efficiency is still okay, and he knocked on Lang Qiao's desktop in the afternoon and said: "The broadcast will start on time at three o'clock in the afternoon, you can go and prepare first." ”

Lang Qiaosu collapsed into the gaming chair with his face facing the sky, his hair was unkempt with headphones, and when he heard this, he spread his hands and said fearlessly: "No need to prepare, I can do it at any time." ”

Zheng Hang glanced at her e-sports dead house look, and thought to himself that you can do it, but fans can't!

It's the first time it's the first public live broadcast, so can't you have a sense of ceremony?

After all, who doesn't love the young lady who plays well and beautifully!

After stopping talking for a while, Zheng Hang still couldn't hold back, pointed to her tightly wrapped scarf and said, "I think, it's better to be a little more grand......

"After all, your image also represents the image of the team, isn't it a bit bad to go into battle wrapped in a scarf and a big cotton jacket?"

Although the young lady's makeup is already very good.

Lang Qiao silently rolled his eyes in his heart, thinking that if it weren't for the fact that the marks on her neck were really immoral, who would want to wear a turtleneck sweater and wrap a scarf in a warm air-conditioned room.

It's going to be hot!

However, if it is the first time she broadcasts live, it seems that she should be the focus, after all, she is also a person who has a boyfriend now, and she can't embarrass her captain Ji.

Thinking of this, Lang Qiao stood up suddenly, left a sentence of 'wait for me for half an hour', and rushed straight back to the room, taking a shower, changing clothes, and putting on makeup.

Ji Shaoyi is more miserable.

His real boyfriend was ordered by Zheng Hang to stay in the room, and he was not allowed to get close to the training room for half a step during the live broadcast, and he was not allowed to disclose the news of signing the team before the team's makeup photos were released.

When netizens thought that Lang Qiao was there, Ji Shaoyi would not sign the GNM team, and then made a high-profile official announcement, and the effect was absolutely explosive.

For GNM now, topicality is profit.

Even if you are scolded and hyped, it is better than being ignored.

There was a 'click' and the bathroom door opened.

In order to pursue the kind of grandeur that Zheng Hang said, Lang Qiao directly sacrificed his Lo skirt, and it was a salty and sweet style of 'girl on the left and dark on the right'.

The left half of the skirt is a pink light gauze puffy skirt, and even the makeup on the left side of her face is fresh and sweet, and the wig is also light pink.

The right half of the skirt suddenly changed into a black heavy gauze skirt, and even the makeup with the right half of Lang Qiao's face is a gorgeous and treacherous vampire makeup, and a tear mole in the shape of a water drop is dotted with a red pen at the corner of the eye.

Two very different styles collide violently, yet strangely merge with each other, just like Lang Jo himself, half angelic, half demonic.

In order to cater to the glamour of this dress, she wore rare high heels, which made a soft 'click' sound when the heel stepped on the wooden floor.

The voice was light and pleasant, and every sound just hit his heart.

Hearing this, Ji Shaoyi swallowed his saliva, and inexplicably felt a little thirsty.

Looking at his Adam's apple rolling twice from time to time, feeling his fiery gaze sticking to her, Lang Qiao's heart inexplicably rose with a sense of satisfaction of being recognized.

She put her hand on his shoulder, hooked his chin with the other, and chuckled slightly lightly, "Is it pretty?" ”

Only then did Ji Shaoyi discover that the place where he had left his tooth marks was cleverly covered up by her tattoo stickers.

Not only does it not prevent others from coveting, but it adds a wild nature to her, which can easily stimulate a man's desire to conquer.

Thinking that she was going to dress like this to go live broadcast, Ji Shaoyi felt a little angry in his heart.

He put his hand around her waist, hugged her and turned around, and pressed her onto the soft bed.

"What do you say?" He sighed, his voice becoming extremely hoarse: "My physiological response speaks for itself. ”