Near ink is sweet [e-sports]

The boy bent over to pack his things was wearing a yellow baseball cap, and he didn't even look at him except for the sentence just now.

He is wearing a simple white T-shirt and black jeans, and the sneakers on his feet are yellow on the left and green on the right, and the shoelaces are also yellow and green.Feng Li raised his eyebrows, loofah scrambled eggs, N brand and V brand joint limited edition last year, 99 pairs worldwide.

Disliked?As if frozen by the cold, Xie Zhongchuan stopped his hands embarrassingly.

After this, Xie Zhongchuan stopped making trouble, honestly entered the elevator with Ji Han and Feng Li, and after closing the door, he let out a long sigh of relief, "Hey, I was shocked, this kid looks too much like He Ming Already!"

"Like He Ming?" Feng Li was stunned. The child was wearing a hat and kept bending over to tidy up. All he could see was that the skin on his arms and neck was extremely white, and he couldn't see his face at all.

"It's not about looks, it's about...the feeling of being dragged by two to five to eighty thousand." Xie Zhongchuan rubbed his arms, as if trying to shake off the goosebumps on his body, "When He Ming was eighteen or nineteen, he had this arrogant look. Shame on virtue."

"So he's more approachable now?"

"Become a P, he can act, he's talking about business, and he's full of trains. Look at the words he said at the press conference, he's still that insane pervert in his bones." Xie Zhongchuan, who was "bullyed" every day, was indignant He uttered a foul language, and by the way, glanced at Li Mo who was standing next to him, "Those who like to spy are all perverts, arrogant and narcissistic!"

Feng Li & Ji Han: ……………

Li Mo, who was shot in the knee, didn't seem to have heard of it. He held the suitcase without changing his face, and focused on studying the stainless steel network signal nameplate in the elevator.

After checking in for Xie Zhongchuan and Li Mo, Feng Li paid for it himself, and asked Ji Han to open a separate room for Xiao Li in the hotel opposite, planning to hide it from Zhou Ran, so that Xiao Li could concentrate on studying before the exam.

In the evening, the program group invited nine guests and relevant staff to have a meal of farm food nearby.

When everyone was eating, all kinds of news about the press conference had already been searched, and Feng Li's sentence #我比肉# topped the list, #丰少，who are you? The keyword of # follows immediately.

#Four Innings Total Score#

#No one can fight#

#Like is never tired of it#

#Can you beat me#

The content of popular speeches in various press conferences was also aggressively searched. For a while, among the [-] hot searched entries, there were as many as eleven entries related to the launch conference of the Peak Battlefield. Strong screen.

The most excited ones are of course Li Mo's fans, technical fans are elated, and girlfriends are frantically looking for Li Mo's screen from different angles in various news photos, all expressing that there is a kind of single-drawing miracle, and they are smashed by the hidden platinum version airdrop dizziness in the face.

The number of Li Mo's Weibo followers had risen to 550 million a while ago, and this time, as soon as he showed his face, the number soared to 50 within four hours, quickly surpassing the 600 million mark.Li Mo's last Weibo was two months ago, and fans' confession messages have already built up [-] tall buildings underneath.

Even Feng Li received a bombardment of messages from Lin Qi. He sent twelve screenshots of Li Mo's various videos and news photos to Feng Li, [Ah, ah, tell me with your conscience, you use your album sales to share with me. Swear, this is God Black himself?Does he really look like this? 】

[It's absolutely true. 】

[Hahaha, I found a treasure this time!Hurry up, sign the photo, voice alarm, one-stop service to help me arrange it. 】

[Brother Yuen.I really want to find time to visit the class by myself. 】

Zhou Ran, who was stuck on the road on the way back from shopping, was scrolling through the hot search list. For the first time, he had a feeling that this remote program, which was not expected in the early stage, might explode.

Of course, there are also some trolls who were slapped in the face by Li Mo still stubbornly refusing to believe, stalking and stalking, suspecting that Li Mo's reply that only four rounds of the game was a lie, and that the zero points in the fifth round might be a sudden death at the beginning.It wasn't until the official blog of the Peak Battlefield posted the screenshots of the emails Li Mo had sent to the program team and the school exam time with private information concealed, that the trolls shut their mouths angrily.

"Come on, let me raise a glass. I wish our show "Peak Battlefield" a long-running hit in the ratings!" Hu Wenxi, the chief director of the show who saw the hot search list, smiled and raised his glass cheerfully.

Everyone also toasted, Feng Li was not good at drinking, and he was not good at coping with such a situation.Normally, at times like this, they would act according to Zhou Ran's words, but today Zhou Ran was not around, so they had to follow the example of the other celebrity guests present.

He wanted to take a taste of the meaning, but as a result, looking around, Lan Qi and Lu Yixun sitting next to him were all in a gesture of swallowing mountains and rivers, and followed Hu Wen to drink it all. Feng Xiaotian had no choice but to bite the bullet and do it.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the empty glass was put down, the representative of Kexing Company raised the glass again.

Just like that, the cups were staggered, one cup after another, five or six cups in a row, Feng Li's face to neck, quickly turned red into the color of sunset.

Li Mo, who was sitting at the opposite table, saw his appearance, and silently sent him a WeChat message, [Drink less, be careful at night]

Feng Li put down his glass, saw Li Mo's WeChat and immediately responded with an aggrieved emoji, 【How can I drink less? 】

[Urine escape] Li Mo gave him a trick.

Feng Li's eyes lit up when he saw the message, and a few seconds later, he greeted Lu Yixun next to him, stood up and walked out of the box unsteadily, Ji Han at the next table quickly followed after seeing this.

After 2 minutes, Li Mo also got up and left the table, and He Ming watched him leave the private room with great interest.

At the bathroom door, Li Mo found Feng Li who was leaning against the wall in a daze, and Ji Han who was beside him, and walked over with a natural expression, "Are you okay?"

"It's okay, it's just a headache." Feng Li wanted to shake his head to show that it's okay, but he held his head halfway through the shaking, worse, and even fainted.

Ji Han looked at Feng Li worriedly, "Go and sit in the empty seat over there."

"Li Shen, please stay with Fengli for a while, I'll go get some warm water." After Fu Fengli sat down at an empty table not far away, Ji Han anxiously went to the store for help.

"Do you have a headache?" Seeing Feng Li lying on the table uncomfortably pressing his temple, Li Mo stretched out his hand, put his right hand under Feng Li's head, and helped him massage the area around the swollen temple with his left hand .

"Hmm~" Li Mo's massage technique was skillful and moderate, Feng Li moaned comfortably, and then took the initiative to move to his hand.Warm breath was blown between his elbows, Li Mo's movements paused for a moment, and he continued as if nothing had happened.

Without much effort, Ji Han hurriedly brought back a pot of honey water, and Feng Li drank two cups, finally feeling better.

When the three of them returned to the box, the chief director was answering the phone. He put down the phone, and it happened that someone suggested a toast, so Hu Wen begged, "Mr. Sun, I have a conference call with Mr. Gu when I get back later." , I owe this cup first, let's drink it next time, okay?"

The president of Jingtu was surnamed Gu, and most of the people present were good people. As soon as Hu Wen said this, there was a tacit understanding that no one mentioned the whole table toast.A few minutes later, Zhou Ran arrived, and Feng Li was silently relieved.

Towels, bath towels, pillowcases, quilt covers, pillows, pillows, carpets, curtains, kettles, coffee pots, air purifiers, humidifiers, mosquito repellents, bluetooth speakers, while they were eating, Xiao Li took two cleaning aunts to completely remodel the hotel room with the purchased things, Fill the refrigerator with beverages, ham, cheese, and other breakfast accompaniments.

After Li Mo and Feng Li went back, they almost thought they went to the wrong room.

"Master," Feng Li, who was still dizzy, knocked on Li Mo's door before going to bed, and gave him a key card of his own room in a mysterious way, "I keep losing the keys, so I put one here for you. share."

As soon as Zhou Ran left, Xiao Li was thrown to the opposite hotel to retreat by him. Feng Xiaotian wisely decided to leave a way out for himself.

Holding the room card, Li Mo sized up the blushing Feng Li for five or six seconds before he was sure, dumbfounded, that this was indeed a pure backup, not some ambiguous implication that one would expect.

Li Dashen left the door-to-door card with a full face of integrity, and decided not to remind someone who relies on the assistant daily and has no common sense of life, that the hotel has the service content of opening the door for guests on call.

The next morning, Ji Han and breakfast arrived at Feng Li's room at the same time.

"What are you holding?" Feng Li looked at Ji Han and the stack of KT boards in his arms in confusion.

"Props for later." Ji Han happily put the things on the ground, then took out a tablet computer from his backpack, "The first shooting task is about ten soul tortures for each contestant."

"Crack", the tablet computer that Ji Han held in his hand made a teeth-stinging sound.

"Ai ai ai ai ai ai," Ji Han frantically inspected, and found a few spider web-like cracks in the lower right corner of the screen where he pinched just now.

"I don't have any strength, why is the quality so poor?" Ji Han looked at the broken corner screen depressedly.

"It's okay, I can't see it on the camera during the recording." Feng Li, who is experienced, comforted him, but he was whispering in his heart, electrical killers or something, are they really fans following the righteous master?