The e-sports god has fallen again

Chapter 317

She was eating potato chips, and would give Ji Shao a bite or two from time to time.

Ji Shaoyi ate it with her hand, and she patted his head again, and praised him, "You're so good."

It's like teasing a dog with a treat.

Ji Shaoyi: "..." I suspect that you are avenging this morning, but I have no proof.

After being teased by her for a while, Ji Shaoyi kissed her finger dotingly and said, "Stop making trouble."

Then he leaned against the bed, rubbed Lang Qiao's head and said, "You don't want to know why I was called out this morning?"

Lang Qiao: "When you want to talk, you will naturally tell me."

She has always trusted him unconditionally.

"That's true." Ji Shao laughed for a moment, and then said with a bitter face after laughing: "Brother Hang said that the fans are falling out now, and while fighting with the black fans to defend us, he scolded the club for being heartless." , I want us to come forward to appease you."

"What about after the appeasement is over?" Lang Qiao asked: "Will the club learn from this lesson and cancel those inexplicable meetings and live broadcasts, or continue to arrange offline activities for us to earn money?"

"Obviously the latter, otherwise they wouldn't be in a hurry to appease the fans." Ji Shaoyi sneered: "So I refused."

After he finished speaking, he put his hands on the edge of the bed, staring at Lang Qiao proudly with his bright black eyes, with the words 'seeking praise' written all over his face, just like a dog begging for praise.

Seeing that Lang Qiao had a thought, he picked up the empty drink bottle beside the bed and threw it out, yelling: "Go, Ji Shaoyi."

Ji Shaoyi: "???"

"What are you doing in a daze?" Lang Qiao patted his head: "Hurry up and pick up the drink bottle."

Ji Shaoyi: "???" I treat you as Mrs. Ji, and you fucking treat me like a dog?
He closed himself with a 'beep'.

Lang Qiao straightened up but was very happy, stroking his dog's head comfortingly and said, "Why did you refuse? Of course I agree to the live broadcast, but..."

She paused for a moment, then curled her lips and said, "The content of the live broadcast should be controlled by us."

Don't they want to rely on the two of them's super powder-absorbing ability to cut leeks and make bad money?
Then they will start from the root, stick out their sickles, and smash their broken bowls.

In the afternoon of the same day, all members of the GNM team returned to Jinshi by plane.

When getting off the plane, Zheng Hang, who had been worried for a whole day, couldn't stop talking: "If you continue to lose money like this, the team won't be able to afford the air tickets for your games in the future."

I don't know if I'm really feeling emotional, or if I'm telling them.

And Ji Shao didn't get angry when he heard the words, but said calmly: "Brother Hang, let's broadcast."

He suddenly became so easy to talk, Zheng Hang was not used to it, and asked suspiciously: "Have you thought it through?"

"Think clearly." Ji Shao said together: "We don't want you to be caught in the middle, and we hope you can understand us and take care when fighting for our benefits. Don't always say that you will work hard, but in fact it is just Just go with what the management thinks."

Zheng Hang's ears felt hot when he said it, and he coughed twice guiltily: "That's natural."

On the way back, Zheng Hang was very worried.

I don't know if his nerves are too tense recently or what, he always feels that something big will happen recently.

He rubbed his aching temple, turned his head to look at Ji Shaoyi worriedly, and said, "When you return to the base for live broadcast later, you know what to say, right? In fact, there is no need to be miserable, just comfort the fans Let me say a few words to them, and then promise them that they will fight hard in the future, and that they will not be scolded by other fans."

"The most important thing is to make the majority of Mrs. Ji feel that you have her in your heart."

Ji Shaoyi didn't know where to find a piece of wool, and was wrapping it around his hand to teach Lang Qiao how to play with the flower rope. Hearing this, he was immediately unhappy.

"I'm afraid it won't work." He wrapped the red wool around his wrist, pulled Lang Qiao's hand and tied the other end, and said with a smile, "I want the whole world to know that I only have my family in my heart." Mr. Lang alone, don't you want me to slap me in the face?"

Lang Qiao looked at the coquettish bow tied on his left ring finger, his face became hot for a moment, he quietly pinched the soft flesh around his waist and said, "You are the only one who can show off."

As soon as Ji Shao lowered his head, he lightly pecked at the base of her hot ear, and said with a muffled laugh: "My wife Ji is thin-skinned and won't protect her legitimate rights and interests, so I have to come in person."

And Zheng Hang, who was caught off guard by a mouthful of dog food: "..."

"Don't care if you have something in your heart or not, you have to coax people with your mouth, right?"

And Ji Shaoyi: "Don't worry, I know it well."

Zheng Hang: "..." There are several farts in your heart.

As a delicate pig boy who was going to broadcast live at night, Ji Shaoyi started to take a shower, change clothes, and blow-dry his hair as soon as he returned to the base.

And Lang Qiao, as the delicate pig boy's girlfriend, naturally couldn't be compared to him. It was also a toss about taking a shower, putting on makeup, and changing clothes.

10 minutes before the start of the broadcast, the two wore matching color-blocking couple jackets of complementary colors, walked into the training room swaggeringly, and sat down side by side in very synchronized movements.

That posture, people who say that they are here to take wedding photos will believe it.

Zheng Hang was so angry that he gasped on the spot.

Don't ask, it's because he ate too much dog food and his toothache hurts.

Ji Shaoyi sat on his pink and tender gaming chair, and when he heard the voice, he poked his head in doubt: "What's the matter, Brother Hang? You have a constipated expression on your face."

Zheng Hang: "..." Get out of your mother's constipation.

He took another deep breath, his voice trembling with anger: "Are you two dressed like this, are you going to go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get your certificate after the live broadcast official announcement?"

But Ji Shaoyi really held his chin and thought for a while, and then said seriously: "The official announcement can be considered, let's forget about getting the certificate first."

Lang Qiao blushed, and nodded solemnly: "We are not old enough."

Zheng Hang: "..."

"Is this the point? The point is that it's easy to be exposed when you wear couple outfits!" He thumped the table and roared.

Ji Shaoyi looked like a playwright, and exaggeratedly said 'wow', "So we are wearing a couple outfit? I thought it was wholesaled by the team, and each of them got one piece."

Lang Qiao continued to blushed and nodded: "And everyone's color is different."

As long as they don't admit it, this is the unified uniform of the team.

Zheng Hang was completely paralyzed, his mind was full of: You can feed whatever you want, anyway, my heart is dead.

And when Ji Shao saw that he was fed this dog food with dull eyes and dull eyes, as if he would be choked to death at any moment, he immediately didn't dare to feed him any more.

He suppressed his smile and said, "I'm just joking with you, I'll be broadcasting alone tonight."

　Drip ~ The second wave of dog food for Qixi Festival ~ Qiao Qiao became more and more skinny under the leadership of Ji Shaoyi (`)
　　
　
(End of this chapter)