Zheng Hang looked at his gloomy face as if it could drip water, how dare he say half a 'no', and returned to his seat in a gloomy manner.

A minute later, the mobile phone in Ji Shaoyi's pocket shook.

[GNM Manager Zheng Hang: Actually, it's not a big deal, just to report today's itinerary with you. 】

[GNM Manager Zheng Hang: After we arrived in Tongshi, we first went to the Convention and Exhibition Center, participated in the Tongshi offline fan meeting, and went directly to the Tongshi E-sports Center to play the game after the incident. 】

[GNM Manager Zheng Hang: [bow] [bow] [bow]

After sending the message in a hurry, Zheng Hang was about to collect his mobile phone to catch up on sleep, and the mobile phone in his hand shook.

After the demon king left, Ji Shaoyi and Lang Qiao took his place and became the new team tyrant and thorn head.

Zheng Hang unlocked the screen and saw a new message pop up under his bow.

It's the No. 1 thorn head season one less.

[Gankyourheart: I have an opinion.] 】

[Gankyourheart: Since you know that you need to be mentally healthy in order to better cope with the competition, why do you want to increase the live broadcast time every month, and why do you take on so many messy offline activities? 】

The team bully spoke, and the others hurriedly echoed.

[Gatling: I've been asking this question for a long time!] I know that it's definitely not Brother Hang's meaning alone, but you have to let the club management understand what's at stake! To put it bluntly, the reason why we have bad money now is because our team has good results! Like you, who have a meeting every three days and a comic exhibition every five days, we can't sleep well because of the toss, how can we compare with other teams? 】

[Gatling: Don't you want us to be like those rich teams, don't take any activities during the game, at least let us sleep well, right?] 】

[Gatling: In case any of us make a mistake on the field because we didn't sleep well and bury the game, which of you will bear the blame?] Don't look at those fans who are now calling a husband and a male god affectionately, and when something happens, they scold one by one more fiercely than anyone else. 】

The more Gatling spoke, the more angry he felt, and at the end he even posted a violent meme.

[Waitforme: That's right.] 】

Wait for me to echo it every day.

What they said, why didn't Zheng Hang know it?

It's just that he's a small team manager, and he just does things according to the will of the higher-ups.

Even if the club owner told him to pack up his things and get out, he could only do so.

Zheng Hang sighed, rubbed his eyebrows tiredly, and began to type to calm the emotions of the team members.

[GNM Manager Zheng Hang: I know what you said, and I have been working hard for everyone, now everyone should bear with it, the offline activities will be confused and passed, and you can't be sloppy on the field. 】

It's a pity that this group of people who have been squeezed for too long don't buy it much.

[Gankyourheart: The whole season will be over if you endure it any longer.] 】

[Gatling: That's what you said last time!] 】

[waitforme: That's right!] 】

Zheng Hang: "......"

[GNM Manager Zheng Hang: You have to give me a time to buy.] 】

[GNM Manager Zheng Hang: If you haven't slept enough, hurry up and make up for it, and you won't have a chance when you get to Tongshi! ] Flying

was reminded by him like this, Ji Shaoyi suddenly lost the mood to break, put on the blindfold, plugged the headphones, and hugged Lang Jun, who was soft and fragrant at his house, to make up for his sleep.

Due to their early departure, they arrived at the event at 9 o'clock in the morning.

Giant posters and banners of support for the members of the GNM team have already been pulled up in the venue.

In the screams of the fans, Ji Shaoyi led the players to the stage in the center of the venue.

Self-introduction, game interaction, merchandise signing......

Ji Shaoyi never thought that he, a pampered young master who spends a lot of money, will be forced to spend money one day.

The self-introduction and game interaction sessions are reasonably set up, while the peripheral signing is a bit anti-human for e-sports players who rely on their hands to eat.

It's just that this is the core of their team's bad money, and other links can be omitted, but this link can't.

After signing his name for several hours, Ji Shaoyi felt that his hand was about to be broken, he had never been so serious about writing homework since he was a child!

Gatlin, the eldest of them, was so shaky that he couldn't even hold his chopsticks.

After a hurried lunch, the GNM team rushed to the esports center in a car.

After a tired morning, everyone's interest was not very high, and after getting in the car, rubbing hands and making up for sleep.

Lang Qiao nestled in Ji Shaoyi's arms as usual, and when her legs curled up, she was a small one, like a quiet and obedient cat.

Ji Shaoyi pulled up the cat's meat pad and pecked lightly, and then pressed her finger joints for a while and said, "Are you tired?" ”

Lang Qiao shook her head, and after the two of them massaged each other's fingers, Ji Shao stuffed the earphones into her ears and played a more soothing tune.

"Sleep a little longer." He rubbed the kitten's head, and his dark eyes were full of distress: "I'm about to get out of the dark circles." ”

"What about you?" Lang Qiao pointed to the two blue and black smears under his eyes, and his tone was a little disgusted: "I'm about to become a panda." ”

Ji Shaoyi: "......" becomes a panda and becomes a panda, what's the matter with your face full of disgust?

Are Yan dogs so real?

Suddenly, I .jpg my heart

He suddenly had a sense of crisis, wrapped his arms around Lang Qiao's neck, rested his chin on her shoulder, and began to be coquettish with his soft and glutinous little milk voice: "Lang Junjun~ People ask you a question~~ You have to answer me truthfully~~~"

The tone of this sentence turned three corners really disgusted Lang Qiao, she rubbed the goosebumps on her arm, resisted the urge to push him away, and squeezed out two words: "You ask." ”

Ji Shaoyi turned into the heroine of the bitter love drama one by one, with a bag of tears in her dark eyes, and said with a sad face: "If one day, my face is not there, will you still love me?" ”

As soon as he mentioned that his face was not there, Lang Ba Zong Qiao inexplicably appeared in his mind the dream lover of thousands of girls, and the famous scene of Leonardo playing with water guns, and he suddenly felt ......

I still don't love it.

But as soon as he met his expectant gaze, Lang Qiao's hurtful words couldn't be said inexplicably, so he could only rub his head like a dog, and said as tactfully as possible: "Love it again......"

Ji Shaoyi: "??? "With all due respect, you're very spiritual.

He snorted angrily, and suddenly became unhappy: "If you love is love, if you don't love, you won't love, what does love mean?" ”

Lang Qiao gave him one of his earphones with his backhand, and said with a sincere face: "It's that if you don't make up for sleep now and take care of your face, I will dislike you when you get old." ”