Don't mess with me, the bastard of the glory of the king

Chapter 11
Shi Lian was used to jogging in the morning, and he didn't get up until seven o'clock. He slipped outside twice and came back. The villa was still quiet, and he hadn't gotten up yet.

When Shi Lian took a shower and went downstairs, he saw Bai Zhan coming out of the kitchen with a casserole in his apron.

I didn't expect to bother the team manager to cook in person, so Shi Lian felt sorry and helped arrange the dishes.

"Did Miss Shi sleep well yesterday?" Bai Zhan asked in a gentle voice.

He didn't wear glasses today, took off his suit, and Bai Zhan, who was wearing home clothes, lost his elite appearance, like a neighbor's big brother who rested at home on weekends.

Shi Lian poured the seafood porridge from the casserole into a bowl and nodded: "The manager doesn't have to be so polite, just call me Shi Lian."

Bai Zhan smiled and looked upstairs, "I'll go up and wake them up, and I'll trouble you for the rest."

Shi Lian felt that Bai Zhan was being very polite.

They all came down, already 10 minutes later.

Qiao Jia seemed to be getting up, and sat down with a stinky face, licking the porridge in her mouth, her eyes were half open, and she looked like she was not awake.

Xia Lang sat diagonally across from Shi Lian, obviously there was a plate of pickled vegetables in front of him, and he insisted on reaching for the pickled cucumbers in front of Shi Lian, he was tall and his hands should not be short, but he pretended not to be able to reach them, his chopsticks trembled Yes, like that, embarrassing and pitiful.

"Xiao Lianer~"

Shi Lian raised her head and looked at him expressionlessly.

"I can't reach it." Xia Lang hung his chopsticks with an innocent face.

The people at the table stopped their chopsticks, with different expressions, but the common point is that you can really act, and you are a good showman.

Shi Lian had the idea of ​​picking up a plate and stuffing it into his mouth, this man's skin would itch if he didn't flirt all day.

Xiaopang stretched out his hand tremblingly, brought the pickled cucumber to Xia Lang, and made a gesture of please.

Xia Lang smiled at him, put a piece into his mouth, clicked it, stared at Shi Lian, as if she was ordering food.

Shi Lian closed her eyes and didn't look at it. She moved her legs under the table, aimed at the position, and stepped on it hard.

"Oh! It hurts!" Xia Lang hugged his feet in pain.

Shi Lian calmly withdrew her foot, put down the spoon, said that I was full, got up and left the table.

Qiao Jia mocked: "It's really embarrassing to chase someone to such an extent."

Xia Lang sat on the chair and stretched his legs, and smiled when he heard this, but there was not much smile in Danfeng's eyes.

"Boy, wait for a solo round?"

Qiao Jia is not afraid of tigers as a newborn calf, thinking that he has played a few games at least, so he can't persuade Xia Lang, an unreliable guy.

"Come on, who's afraid of whom?"

After eating, Bai Zhan put away the bowls and chopsticks like a good wife and mother, and cleaned in the kitchen by himself.

Xia Lang and Qiao Jia went to the living room, occupied a corner of the sofa, opened the game, and entered one-on-one solo.

It stands to reason that in a situation like this where there are no wild monsters or other side laners, it is more advantageous to choose shooters and mages with strong explosive power. Qiao Jia took Sun Shangxiang, who he is best at, and Xia Lang took Li Bai.

"What do you mean?" Qiao Jia frowned, feeling that Xia Lang was slapping him in the face by taking Li Bai.

What's the meaning?He was serious in the game, and it was obvious that Li Bai didn't care about Sun Shangxiang in the one-way match.

Does Xia Lang feel that he, Qiao Jia, is not worthy of him to take it seriously?

Xia Lang rested his feet on the coffee table, still in that infuriatingly lazy way: "Li Bai is my best hero, you have to be careful."

Qiao Jia snorted coldly.

He belongs to the kind of person who has a strong desire to win. He is eager to win the game, but even so, he doesn't want to fight against someone who is completely inferior, lose face, and bully others. He can't do it.

"I'll give you a pawn line," Qiao Jia said.

Xia Lang changed into a more comfortable position: "Are you sure? Then you might cry." He didn't want to bully the children too hard, otherwise what would he do if he left a shadow on others?
Qiao Jia righted Qiao Jia's pride, saying that every time she gave up a pawn, she would give up once.

Originally, Xia Lang planned to be more obscene in the early stage, but now he doesn't need it, he opened up and closed, cleared the line of troops and rose to the second level.

Only then did Qiao Jia move, cleared a wave of soldiers who had hit the tower, and began to formally attack Xia Lang.

Li Bai drew circles on the spot, dodged critical damage, boldly attacked melee, and brushed the damage a few times. Qiao Jia just used a skill with displacement and couldn't dodge.

"You can do it." Qiao Jia glanced at Xia Lang appreciatively.

There was a leisurely smile on the corner of Xia Lang's mouth, undisturbed and modest: "It's so-so."

The next thing is for the two to spend time online. Both of them know how important the outer tower is, and neither will let the other.

Eight minutes later, the two sides entered a period of rapid growth, and the damage gradually increased. Sun Shangxiang was circled by Li Bai in a prison, and his movements were slow. In only 8 seconds, Li Bai swiped out his big move and scored a blood.

What happened next was like a nightmare for Qiao Jia. She was never able to get out of the tower, and was suppressed by Xia Lang all the time. She entered the tower to kill, entered the crystal to kill, and entered the resurrection point to kill. It was as if she was sanctioned by the game.

Qiao Jia is in a complicated mood. He has been playing since the game came out. It can be said that he is a hardcore player. Today, he is already an existence that people look up to on the ladder in this area. He did not expect that he would be rubbed on the ground without fighting back. room for the day.

Xia Lang squeezed his wrist, to save face for the battered child, without saying anything, he left with his cell phone in his pocket.

Qiao Jia lowered her head, not knowing what she was thinking.

Qiao Kai patted him on the shoulder worriedly, "Jiajia, there is always a winner or loser in the game, don't take it to heart."

Qiao Jia stood up, unexpectedly not angry, her face was full of excitement of finding a treasure: "I thought this trip was for soy sauce, but I didn't expect it, hahaha, I'm having fun."

Xia Lang found Shi Lian in the training room, and she was sitting at the table. Every e-sports player should be impressed by her posture. The coach will stipulate that there should be no deviation in the sitting posture and the position of the hands, otherwise she will be fined a bonus.

When Shi Lian heard the sound of pulling a chair, she looked up and saw that it was him, she turned her head without curiosity.

Xia Lang lay on the table as if he had no bones, looked at Shi Lian from the angle of looking up, and found that his little Lian'er's chin didn't have a trace of fat, and the lines were surprisingly beautiful. It will be more three-dimensional and beautiful.

"Xiao Lian'er."

Shi Lian entered the ranking.

"Xiao Lian'er, I was wrong."

Shi Lian chooses Bian Que, and his skills bring displacement.

"I'll take you to the ranks."

Shi Lian miserably cast a glance at the flirtatious person, and said with displeasure in his voice, "I'll say it for the last time, I'll score myself, you, get out."

Xia Lang pulled her sleeves, thinking that he was a harmless and pure natural puppy: "Why don't you lead me to the top?"

Your fucking trumpet has been practiced to masonry, I will give you gold, and I will bring you a feather ball.

Shi Lian closed her eyes, and patiently announced that she was done: "Xia, Lang, before I get mad, get the hell out of me, my prehistoric power is about to be overwhelmed."

(End of this chapter)