[Full-time Master]Why is it you again?

After introducing several teams respectively, Huang Shaotian directly closed the photo album.

"This photo album brings together the photo albums of all your gods and goddesses. Today you only need 98, 98, 98 to take home right away." Huang Shaotian opened his mouth and said one set at a time, "How about it, it's very cheap and cost-effective, I will personally do it." If you are excited about the promotion, go to a certain store and place an order immediately. There is also a three-yuan coupon now, so whoever buys it will get a good deal."

"Well, he's right." When I was partnering with Huang Shaotian, I could only transform into Zhou Zekai and barely finish a sentence.

The sales pitch before the explanation ended quickly, and the two of us got down to business.

……

"Okay, I just saw that the stone does not turn around and opens up. The HP of Tyranny's entire team is steadily increasing. At the same time, Desert Guyan activates the steel and iron bones..."

"Drip Ring"

The phone rang suddenly. It was Huang Shaotian's phone.

His phone was placed at a perfect angle, and the camera could illuminate half of the screen.

When Huang Shaotian's cell phone turned on, I accidentally glanced at his screensaver, but I froze in place.

This scene is very familiar to me - the buildings on the Season [-] Finals map.

My heart skipped a beat.

As Huang Shaotian picked up the phone, the entire screen was revealed. The screen is clearly a screenshot of the moment when Zhaoyang Feiyan died heroically after throwing a thunderbolt, which is also treasured by many fans.

But the person who set this screensaver was not Huang Shaotian.

I am a little dazed.

I thought Huang Shaotian had to set the picture of the sound of rain at night or the sword and the curse as a screen saver, but the picture on the screen was of Zhaoyang Feiyan.

An inexplicable feeling arises spontaneously.

"Oh, it's a call. I forgot to mute it. Sorry, sorry." Huang Shaotian said. After looking at the caller, he quickly hung up the phone and then spoke into the microphone.

"Oh...it's okay, let's continue." I was led away without noticing the strange smile on Huang Shaotian's lips.

Facts have proved that most of the "mistakes" Huang Shaotian made were intentional - they were not mistakes, but opportunities.

……

After finishing "The Great God Says to You", I turned off the live broadcast room, stood up and stretched.

Go downstairs and walk to the door of the training room.

It was already dinner time. I thought no one was inside, so I opened the door directly.

Looking at the people inside, I was a little surprised.

"...Tang Hao?"

It seemed that a wave of training had just ended. Tang Hao raised his head and looked at me.

His young face, which is somewhere between youthful and mature, has a somewhat unruly look. The broken hair on his forehead is wet with sweat from long-term training and is stuck to his forehead. His slightly raised eyes prove that this person is not that good. get along.

"Rong Yan?" Tang Hao frowned, "Aren't you going to eat?"

"I just finished the column." Seeing that he was in a good mood, I relaxed a lot, pulled out the empty chair next to him and sat down, "But you, are you still training?"

Tang Hao paused and said, "I'm not strong enough. Apart from practicing more at this time, when else can I surpass others by working hard?"

……

My heart trembled slightly, moved by his majestic words, and I developed some respect for the young boy in front of me.

Obviously he was as young and energetic as Sun Xiang, but Tang Hao was more restrained, hiding a small part of his energy in his heart, and was a bit more calm.

But Tang Hao is also a proud and arrogant master. He will probably be very shocked when he is defeated by Jiang Botao, who is not that inconspicuous in his eyes.

Thinking of this, I took out the card in my pocket and inserted it under Tang Hao's somewhat puzzled gaze.

"Okay. I appreciate your courage." I said bluntly, without any other emotions, just being determined. "As the deputy team, I have to work harder."

Tang Hao didn't answer, just chuckled, and suddenly brought up an irrelevant topic: "In the eyes of those fans, you are almost a savior."

"……Savior?"

"The savior of Baihua." Tang Hao said lightly, but only he knew his thoughts when he said these words, "They believed that before you came, Baihua did not have the strength to win the championship; but after you came, I can definitely lead them to the championship.”

Tang Hao emphasized the word "leader" deliberately, as if he was reminding me of something.

I thought thoughtfully: "That's right. Every time I browse Weibo when I'm bored, they have great expectations for me... It's like putting all their bets on me, betting that Baihua will win the championship."

Hearing this, Tang Hao moved his lips but said nothing.

"You don't need to bear too much pressure alone." Tang Hao said stiffly, "I and the remaining few people can take the lead."

...This guy must be comforting me in disguise.

It's a bit awkward, but it unexpectedly fits Tang Hao's character.

At the same time, he also vaguely reminded me that I should not be tense all the time and should relax appropriately.

It seemed that Tang Hao also noticed my anxiety.

I smiled and said, "Okay, we all have to work hard."

Tang Hao stopped talking and just devoted himself to the training.

With a click of the mouse, I open the training software.

Although the tension in my heart has eased a lot, I still can't help but recall those remarks on Weibo.

Fans are all looking forward to Baihua winning the championship and my outstanding performance.

They don't care about the pressure these public opinions put on the players. After all, they are fans of the team and just want their team to win the championship.

As soon as the picture turned, my mind unexpectedly pictured a shot piercing the clouds and shooting a sniper shot. A bullet flew with an irresistible momentum, and my heart became tense again. stand up.

But my opponents are all so strong...am I really qualified?

I have to work hard... I have to work hard.

Unknowingly, I seemed to have fallen into some kind of endless loop.

victory. There is only victory.

To live up to their expectations.

Tang Hao turned his head and glanced at me covertly, with disappointment in his eyes.

Should I say that she is too persistent, or that she is too extreme, and her fans are also a virtue.

This guy still didn't understand what he meant.

Thinking of this, Tang Hao's eyes changed again.

But why is she so worried about losing, as if she is afraid of what will happen if she does something wrong... low self-esteem personality? No, when this word is applied to Rong Yan, it makes people laugh.

Rong Yan, how could she have low self-esteem?

Surrounded by stars, and so dazzling that he exploded as a supernova and lit up the entire universe, how could he doubt and deny his own strength?

Moreover, she also gave him the feeling that she was thinking, "This is a rare opportunity. If you don't seize it, it will be gone."

Tang Hao's men worked hard.

It is said that the authorities are confused, but bystanders know...

Tang Hao, who stayed away from the incident but was usually very close to Rong Yan and could always observe some details, seemed to finally realize something.

An unlikely idea gradually formed in his mind.

It's like after what you've experienced, you cherish the opportunity to do it again.

It's been going on for days.

This girl was like a possessed person, she kept training more and more.

Zhang Jiale stood behind the girl worriedly and sighed.

That match with Samsara was like turning on some kind of switch for her.

She had trained very seriously before, but now she was working even harder, trying her best to make him feel like he was facing the finals.

He was obviously the one who got hit by the special sniper attack and whose strength was doubted by the public.

Rong Yan, what she did is already too brilliant.

Thinking of this, Zhang Jiale felt distressed in his heart.

Why is she working so hard?

For the championship? No, Zhang Jiale understands her. This is not actually her goal.

That is……

for him?

Zhang Jiale held his breath.

For a while, the atmosphere became quiet again, and only the gentle tapping sound of the keyboard resounded in the room.

He looked at the girl's back with confusion, not knowing what to think.

Rong Yan gave him too many strange emotions.

This was the first time he had the urge to love someone, and even wanted to shoulder all the burdens for her.

……

The night was dark and the moonlight was sparse. The short-haired girl was still staring at the screen, and her hands were performing endless operations, as if she didn't care whether she was tired or not.

What is this guy doing so hard?

At that moment, Zhang Jiale suddenly felt like crying.

Is it...

A wonderful conjecture suddenly appeared in Zhang Jiale's mind.

It was as if she knew he was going to retire, and she just wanted to do her best to give him a perfect ending before leaving.

Thinking of this, Zhang Jiale gently put down the lunch box and took a step forward.

"Yanyan..." Zhang Jiale said her name softly.

Rong Yan suddenly turned her head, with big dark circles under her eyes hanging on her delicate face.

The flickering light flowed on her cheeks, glittering and translucent.

The girl smiled.

"Hey."

"……What's wrong?"

"Now my ears seem to be buzzing with bugs flying around, and my brain can no longer function at all. My body is weak and my breathing is heavy. Is this the result of staying up late all night? My body is light, my eyes can't see anything, and all the sounds around me seem to be... Very noisy.”

The girl's voice was alarmingly calm.

Zhang Jiale's heart stopped. He had a premonition of something and couldn't help but open his eyes wide.

"Am I going to die suddenly again?"