The e-sports god is set up by others

Chapter 237 Xiao Yan: I'm Very Angry

Due to AOG's hip-pull performance yesterday, there are very few supporters belonging to them today.

When Shen Jia'an and Luo Chuan were in the car, they were still worried about whether they would meet some unscrupulous fans who called for justice and did some unreasonable things like what they saw yesterday when they left the venue.

Fortunately, the poster was replaced with a brand new one, and the girl standing in the middle still had a pure and bright smile.

Wu Jian saw that their attention was all outside the window, and asked, "Why are you so fascinated by watching?"

Shen Jiaan raised his eyebrows arrogantly, "Look how handsome I am in this promotional photo."

The corners of Wu Jian's mouth twitched, "Your little green hair is the biggest flaw on the whole poster."

Shen Jiaan sneered disapprovingly, "Oh."

Luo Chuan opened his eyes wide, staring curiously at the green hair on top of his head.

"So why did you dye your hair green? Your ex-girlfriend ran away with someone?"

"..." Shen Jia'an gritted her teeth, "Can you speak humanly?"

Gu Lin also didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he straightened up slightly from his seat, and looked at the young boy beside him.

"Have you been secretly watching something recently?"

"Read the novel." Luo Chuan raised his face and nodded excitedly, "The name is One Child Two Treasures: President Mommy runs with the ball."

"..."

The name of this novel is obviously beyond Gu Lin's cognition.

He was silent for a moment, and said in a flat voice, "Stop watching such things in the future."

"What?"

"It's useless for you to read."

Gu Lin: "Because you can't run with the ball."

Everyone: "..." Can play and play.
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Admission time.

Ranked in front of AOG is DSB, which is currently the most popular in the audience and also has the highest total score.

Several players entered the arena in high spirits, causing the audience to scream.

The car that saw AOG was right behind them, next in line.

Although Zhu Fei suffered a setback last night, he clearly won in terms of popularity today. He arrogantly raised his chin towards the position of AOG.

A group of fans followed his gaze and looked over.

Seeing the members of AOG approaching, the tall and long-legged youngsters had unbelievable looks, which still caused a lot of commotion.

At this moment, there was a sudden commotion in the crowd.

A group of fans with unfamiliar faces jumped out, holding a banner in their hands, and when they opened it, there were dazzling red letters on a white background.

[Smoke dishes are authentic. 】

[The dish forces you to be one, dragging down the whole team. 】

[The gunsmoke liar will die. 】

[The game is good, there are still problems with character, is the alliance blind and let such a person play on the field. 】

[Green tea whore who seduces men. 】

Their speed was too fast, and they were well-trained to suddenly pull the banner away, and were caught off guard and directly exposed to the official live broadcast room.

The director didn't expect this to happen, so he hurriedly cut away the footage of the live broadcast room.

But since it is broadcast, there will be an uproar.

Lu Ziye's cold eyes fell on the banner they tore open, and he clearly felt the little girl's body stiffen slightly.

Shen Jia'an couldn't hold back his curse, "A bunch of idiots."

The DSB team in front of them was eating melons happily, and Zhu Fei even enjoyed this farce gloatingly.

He raised his hand and whistled.

Then he was kicked in the ass by his brother.

"There is a camera, you also want to be on the trending search, don't you?"

The staff hurriedly began to maintain order, and several security guards shouted at them to put down the banners.

Lu Ziye glanced across them.

His gaze fell on the nearest man, who sneakily took out a keg from his schoolbag behind him.

Half hidden in the crowd, the lid was lifted.

There was a strange smell in the air, he showed a ferocious smile, raised his hand and threw it at the girl on the stage.

Lu Ziye noticed his movements.

Before that, Lu Ziye's reaction was much faster than the man's. The moment the man raised his hand, his slender figure protected the little girl even faster.

A bucket of unknown red liquid was splashed on him. Although the black uniform was not obvious, the black hair and the skin around the neckline were very white, and the splashed red was like blood.

The fans present let out a sharp and horrified cry——

Under his feet, there was a red liquid flowing all over the ground.

Not only the audience was dumbfounded, but all the professional players present were also dumbfounded.

Xiao Yan's face was pale, and he stared blankly at the young man in front of him.

There was red liquid running down his neck, and a drop splashed on her face.

Lu Ziye has been holding her cold little hand, tightly clenched in it.

With the other hand, the fingertips gently wiped away a drop of red marks on her face.

His voice was light and comforting.

"It's okay, don't be afraid."

In order to avoid trouble from fans, the director only dared to put the camera on the contestants, so he recorded the whole process.

At this moment, not only the scene exploded, but also the live broadcast room also exploded.

And the man who splashed the paint, with sickly and stubborn eyes, seemed a little dissatisfied with the current situation, he held the unfinished paint, and wanted to continue splashing Xiao Yan from another angle.

Angrily, Shen Jia'an pulled off the safety wire, went over and pressed him to the ground, clamping his hands.

"If you dare to splash it, I'll kill you."

Seeing Gu Lin's warning gaze, Shen Jia'an resisted the thought of breaking off his fingers.

"Playing with these, right? You don't want to run anywhere except the police station today."

After the people were restrained, the staff rushed over one after another.

Xiao Yan suddenly pulled his hand out of Lu Ziye's hand.

When Lu Ziye saw her expressionless face, no matter how well-behaved and obedient the girl was, it would still make people feel chills when she was cold.

She pursed her lips, her face was already pale, but now she was even more pitifully weak.

Although it is true that she is out of order.

But it's really not enough to treat a girl like this.

She is just playing professionally for the first time, and this is only half a year since her debut.

Everyone looked at her with distress, for fear that this slender and fragile girl would cry in the next second.

But she didn't, she was even very calm.

Stepping on the red marks on the ground, she walked up to the man step by step.

The beautiful and moist eyes fell quietly on his face for a moment, with scrutiny and slight confusion.

Lu Ziye stood behind her. He didn't make a sound or move, just letting the paint on his body run down the corner of his clothes.

"I don't know why you would do this..."

Everyone heard her soft and sweet voice.

Thinking in her heart, she is really a simple and stupid girl, no one would say such things to someone who thinks about hurting herself.

It looks like...a little white lotus.

"But you splashed him, and I was pissed."

Everyone was startled.

Her delicate cheeks were cold, and she picked up the half bucket of paint with her slender white fingers, which were stained red.

"so--"

She put the paint bucket in her hand directly on top of the man's head.

Red paint flowed down from the top of his head, the man let out an angry scream, and Shen Jia'an held him tightly.

Xiao Yan said: "I have to return it."

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　　Everyone: Smoke is a poor little white lotus
　　Xiao Yan:?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)