Host, You're Targeted

The second game of Pol was against TKG. Song Zhiye met Ren Ziwu when they came into play.

"Hey, friend." Song Zhiye smiles and goes up to hook Ziwu's shoulder to say hello to him, "this morning looks very good!"

Ren Ziwu replied with a fake smile: "you too." Fans beside

make complaints about it, "ha ha ha, no emotion." "Two people group of plastic brothers in domestic E-sports circle".

Xu Qingdu, wearing a cap with a low brim and a mask, followed song Zhiye without looking at the road. He accidentally bumped into song Zhiye's back.

Song Zhiye took his hand off Ren Ziwu's shoulder and stopped to look at Xu Qingdu. As Xu Qingdu caught up with him, he tidied up his hat.

"Why? This is... "

Before Ren Ziwu's words were finished, song Zhiye leaned over and stretched his arm to pull Xu Qingdu into his arms. He put his hand around his shoulder and took him with him.

Xu Qingdu raised the brim of his hat to take a look at Song Zhiye, who also looked down at him.

When he saw song Zhiye's look across his white hat, Xu Qingdu felt that his boredom was swept away.

When the fans around saw song Zhiye reach out and hook people, they also knew that this man was Pluto. Since they chose to support pol, they would not care too much about the right and wrong on the Internet. After all, the marketing number can be written as long as they have money.

Fans believe that pol is the standard for a veteran team to select players, and they are willing to try to believe in Pluto, who has just arrived.

Finally arrived at the lounge, Xu Qingdu tidied up his things, or shrunk to the inconspicuous corner of the sofa, wearing headphones to listen to songs.

Suddenly, between the end of one song and a few seconds of the next, Xu Qingdu heard the noise outside. Out of curiosity, he looked up and saw a lot of media reporters with long guns and short guns outside the lounge.

Song Zhiye, Yu Hai and Qin Dasen frown to put down the blinds at the door. Wang Xiang and Lu Fei do not know when they are in front of him.

Xu Qingdu pulled off his earphone and stood up. He was flattered and said, "you..."

After hearing the sound, Wang Xiang and Lu Fei looked back at him and pushed him back to the stool with one hand.

Wang Wang pressed his shoulder and pulled a pillow into his arms. He said, "don't go out. There are bad people outside."

Lu Fei picked up the earphone and mobile phone he had put down, carefully put the earphone back into his ear and said, "sit here and listen to the music! There are brothers out there! "

Song Zhiye at the door has already put down the shutters. Qin Dasen and Yu Hai go out to find out why so many journalists and media have come in. Song Zhiye locks the door and turns to Xu Qingdu.

From the earphone came the bright music sound. At this moment, Xu Qingdu suddenly felt that his heart beat violently with the rhythm of the music. The feeling of being cherished and protected lingered in his body, which turned into the source power for his heart to vibrate again.

Xu Qingdu watched song Zhiye come, pulled off his earphone, put the pillow aside, and staggered to song Zhiye's arms.

Song Zhiye reaches out to catch him, thinking that he is afraid of seeing so many reporters, he subconsciously pats his back to comfort him.

"It's true." Xu Qingdu hugged song Zhiye and breathed out a breath, "it's really true."

It's not a dream. Someone is really standing by him.

Song Zhiye suddenly understood Xu Qingdu's incoherent words and kneaded his back.

"Well, it's true."