stay in my room

The three-day entertainment competition begins, the first and third days are all single row scores, and the middle is a double row pure entertainment day without points calculation.

There are 32 teams with 1 substitute for each team, with a total of 160 players. The official competition is automatically divided into two games, with four rounds in the afternoon and four rounds in the evening.

The entertainment competition is real entertainment. Such a large-scale single-player solo by strong teams from all over the world is very cool.

As a result, the enthusiasm online and offline in the past few days is even higher than that of the Survival Weekly Finals in the previous four weeks, and the event news can't wait to be refreshed 24 hours a day.

Cheng Juan and Old E drew in the afternoon session, they came early and were sitting on the IF seats to rest.

The entertainment game stipulates that all professional players must sit in the live seats and cannot go to the lounge, because they need to give the scene an atmosphere.

Now Cheng Juan felt deafening, and all kinds of shouts and calls behind him made him dizzy. He hadn't heard such close cheers for a long time.

Old E pulled him to greet the audience behind him, Cheng Juan was very reluctant but did it anyway, perfunctorily following Old E to reply back.

"The big screen is on your face as expected, smile?" Old E's words were obviously useless, and Cheng Juan was indifferent.

On the contrary, his face became even more impatient, with a trace of surly expression on the tip of his eyebrows.

Old E snorted, "If the captain is watching the live broadcast..."

Cheng Juan moved his eyes and was stunned for half a second, then he was forced to bend the corners of his mouth and waved to the audience with a faint smile.

The erupting wave made Cheng Juan's eyes darken, and the support was long and enthusiastic.

He could clearly hear many people in the auditorium shouting Aone and seckill, but he had forgotten the words that followed.

Cheng Juan felt uncomfortable when he heard seckill, because Qin Lan was not there, not by his side.

The feeling of emptiness is cold and infinite, no matter how you grab it in the air, it will be futile.

He misses Qin Lan.

Seeing his unskilled and perfunctory appearance, Old E asked in astonishment, "Don't you need to greet fans in FEI?"

Cheng Juan was a little puzzled, "I'm here to play games, not to attract fans, what special greeting do I need?"

The natural answer made Old E wonder, how did such an indulgent Cheng Juan become so popular?Is it purely based on face?

He glanced sideways, and Cheng Juan's feminine, cold, alienated and indifferent appearance really made people remember and focus.

It's no wonder that Cheng Juan has a pretty face, but he's still a terrifyingly skilled person.

The popularity is really a blessing.

Old E glared, "Your team doesn't require you to deliberately promote yourself in the live broadcast?" Old E has already sensed the difference between himself and Cheng Juan from Cheng Juan's indifferent expression.

Cheng Juan:? ? ?

"Aside from the time, what are the requirements for a live broadcast?"

Old E smiled, "You and I are not in the same e-sports circle. No wonder you don't have to watch or pay attention to what happens online. It turns out that's the case. The live broadcast is to meet the contract? You are really a favorite." He shook his head, not daring to talk to Cheng Tired of comparison.

Cheng Juan didn't understand, so he sat down and put on his earphones to listen to the music silently.

There is no intermission in the entertainment game, and four games must be played in one go.

Cheng Juan secretly asked how the old waist was doing, whether he could bear it or not.

Old E was laughing and playing with his mobile phone, and kept emphasizing that he was fine. During this time, he asked Cheng Juan to take him to the hospital every now and then, and he had already seen a doctor.

Seeing that old E was not clear about his intentions, Cheng Juan couldn't ask too much.

He just pursed his lips and said, if he is really uncomfortable, he will end the game and rest, he can do it by himself.

No one is restrained in a solo row, and Cheng Juan is accustomed to going solo in his bones, and he can control the rhythm by himself if he doesn't fight and cooperate.So he became the biggest dark horse in this competition, the one who rides the dust.

Even though the first two rounds of Cheng Juan were in the circle of divine punishment, and he had to run five or six laps in each round, and none of the side laps fell on his head, but Cheng Juan had a chicken in both rounds.

He is at the top of the points ranking list, with a proud score, leaving behind No.2 by a large margin.

Tears welled up in Ye Chang's eyes, and he beat his palm excitedly.

Cheng Juan is worthy of being the professional player specially invited in the PGI.S Global Invitational Tournament for two consecutive years, the Hundred Players Entertainment Tournament, and he almost turned the audience by himself.

Leading the team really dragged him down... Ye Chang sighed.

Replacing the previous continuous sniper, Cheng Juan, who was a single sniper, could completely rival Qin Lan.The style of play is neat and weird and beautiful, the thinking is clear, and the basic guns are flawless.

This is not a global solo entertainment competition, it's a bit like Cheng Juan frying high-end fish ponds, Miao Miao Shenxiu.

In the past, Qin Lan had never been the number one in the world solo competition. No matter whether it was North America, Europe, Japan, or South Korea, they all took turns to rank second.

This time it seems that Cheng Juan is going to take over Qin Lan.

It's a pity that Qin Lan didn't come this time, otherwise this game would be really interesting!Officials will group them into groups to increase the heat of the event.

It is estimated that the online and offline regrets are that the sniper god seckill can't play, and he can't fight with the sniper king Aone.

#who will be even better# This topic has already been discussed on the Internet in many versions after the end of the second round.

In the third round, Cheng Juan was still condemned by God, because the final was played on half plain and half hillside.The terrain in front of him is flat, surrounded by guns, he can't move, let alone try to break out.

Cheng Juan hooked two heads, took the highest number of heads in the game and died outside the final.

In the last round, Cheng Juan ate chicken again, and the audience was in an uproar. The broadcast commentators used all kinds of exaggerated words to introduce Cheng Juan. For a while, all topics on the PUBG event channel were monopolized by Aone swiping the screen.

Cheng Juan didn't expect that he could perform so well today.

I participated in the past, and every round was hovering between second, third and fourth. I have never eaten a chicken in this entertainment game.

Today, I accidentally ate three out of four games.

......

He didn't think about it either.

As soon as the game was over, all the spotlights and eyes seemed to be on him, hot and close, and Cheng Juan felt a little uncomfortable.

As soon as the peripherals were put away and he wanted to leave quickly, he was surrounded by domestic and foreign teams, full of congratulations and praises, as if he had already won the first place.

Cheng Juan was too late to leave the venue, and was surrounded by reporters in the audience to force him to interview him.

Cheng Juan had to deal with it this time if he didn't want to. He stretched out three fingers, "Three questions, I'm in a hurry."

The light flickered so badly that his eyes hurt, Cheng Juan held back his mouth and didn't go to the lounge.

The old E people were pushed over and stood outside the encirclement, shaking their heads and laughing at themselves, they were more angry than others.

Ever since Cheng Juan took over the position of 'captain', he has always delegated the interviews to others, and he has never done it himself.

The reporters ran after him, but none of them could beat Cheng Juan.

A real favorite.

Cheng Juan really only had three questions. He bowed after answering perfunctorily, saying that the manager waited for him to have something to talk about, and took time to do an interview another day, and then hurried away from the scene.

As soon as I went to the lounge, the IF lounge was packed with people.Players, managers, and coaches from five other domestic teams came to see him, and by the way, they wanted to pull Cheng Juan to start a training match.

Cheng Juan wanted to go to the hospital to accompany Qin Lan, to flaunt and show off in front of Qin Lan, and to ask for his exclusive reward.

As a result, he was held up in the lounge and couldn't leave, so he had to find a place to sit down.

The eagerness to see Qin Lan made him flustered, but he couldn't leave for a long time. Anxiety made him habitually touch his pocket for cigarettes.After biting his cigarette butt, he saw that there were many people in the lounge, and slowly stuffed the lighter back into his pocket.

After a while, he looked around hesitantly, put on the earphones slowly, and listened carefully to his unique voice.

Cheng Juan felt a little lost when he heard a certain place, his Adam's apple twitched, and his eyes were slightly dizzy.

He didn't notice Xiao Ruan standing in front of him, until Xiao Ruan reached out to pat him, and kindly said: "I know you can't stay, go back and see Qin Lan."

By the way, he 'accidentally' ripped off Cheng Juan's headphone jack.

The voice overflowed from the phone.

The entire lounge was instantly quiet, and the voice on the phone was amplified countless times by this coincident silence.

Two seconds later, Xiao Ruan's head trembled as if he had been struck by lightning.

Fuck your uncle's Qin Lan!I'm going to fight you!

Cheng Juan's face was frosty, and he gave Xiao Ruan a gloomy look, then turned down the volume to mute.Put away the mobile phone, get up and walk out of the rest, regardless of anyone.

After he left, it took a long time for someone to start making noises in the lounge.

"What does god A listen to? A|V?"

"Seems to be......"

"Is he so bold? He is in broad daylight, open to the world, in full view..."

Until someone said: "Is the voice a bit familiar?"

"A bit like......"

"A voice like God Qin..."

"Fuck, God A is listening to God Qin... Fuck!"

The space cracked open, and Xiao Ruan felt that his brain also split into countless petals.He was stuck in place like a stone, and his heart was already about to collapse and go crazy.

Qin Lanyou | Mom is sick!

Why did Cheng Juan hear the sound of you calling | bed?

No wonder... No wonder Qin Lan laughed like that.Xiao Ruan felt that she was too naive, why did she trust Qin Lan to pull out Cheng Juan's earphones?

Qin Lansao did not guard against such a move.

Depend on.

You told me to pull out the earphones so that everyone can hear you | Why is the bed!What do people think of you now?You are still alive.

The atmosphere in the lounge was extremely embarrassing, Ye Chang was blindfolded, and he was so stupid that his brain crashed.

What just happened?What did Cheng Juan hear?Did Qin Lan's voice also appear?But why is that voice so... rough?

So, what the hell is going on?

Only Old E secretly smiled enviously after recovering.

A shrewd person like Qin Lan would not entrust this kind of handle to any untrustworthy person. He left it to Cheng Juan on purpose.

Old E looked at Xiao Ruan again and again, and smiled knowingly. Perhaps this scene was also intentional by Qin Lan.

Qin Lan humiliated himself in public, gave up all of himself, and gave Cheng Juan a love that could not be broken up.He used this method to force Cheng Juan to be 'responsible' to him.

I really admire it.

Tsk tsk, calculating.

As soon as Xiao Ruan hung up the phone, the door of the ward was pushed open.

Qin Lanxun raised his head, and Cheng Juan's face was very complicated, with coldness, confusion, impatience and guilt, all of which made his face a little depressed.

Qin Lan waved to him, "Baby, what's the matter?" asked softly and gently.

Congratulations to Cheng Juan, who is the first in points today, I can't even say it.

Hearing such a gentle voice, Cheng Juan pulled his hair irritably.Biting his lip, he didn't know how to explain it, and the knuckles that fastened the peripherals turned white.

In the end, he lowered his head and threw the peripherals on the sofa.

Throwing is a bit rude, Cheng Juan didn't do this before.

Qin Lan called, "baby, what's the matter? Did something happen after the game? "

Cheng Juan froze, and his eyes were hollow.If Qin Lan is told about this, will he accept it?

Can everyone hear Qin Lan's voice?

Cheng Juan walked to the bedside and hugged Qin Lan, so hard that he arched his head to Qin Lan's neck.

Qin Lan's chest was tight and painful.

"Your performance in the competition is very good, so what happened? Tell your husband." Qin Lan rubbed Cheng Juan's hair with his hands, and coaxed him in a soft voice.

Cheng Juan was bored, his head arched his neck, and the airflow between his breaths evenly fell on Qin Lan's neck.

Qin Lan rubbed his hair twice, and kissed Qin Lan's hairband with the corner of his mouth down.

"There are 79 people on the plane today. If you are here, you and I are in the same group." Cheng Juan's voice was very cold, full of trembling regret.

Qin Lan's chest trembled, "Is this what makes you sad?"

Cheng Juan's eyes turned red, and there were many words in his throat scrambling to get out. He pressed desperately, and there was an indescribable pain in his chest amidst the conflict.

If everyone recognizes Qin Lan's voice, Qin Lan's reputation will be over.

"No."

Cheng Juan reached out and hooked his neck, almost shrinking into his arms. "I did something wrong, I'm afraid of you..." Cheng Juan trembled all over, and couldn't continue.

The chest swells.

He raised his head to lick the corner of Qin Lan's lips, and opened his eyes to meet Qin Lan's gentle gaze.

Cheng Juan closed his eyes and deepened the kiss, and pressed Qin Lan's shoulder blades firmly with his hands, as if he wanted to crush him into pieces in his palm.

Qin Lan knew everything by heart, and accepted Cheng Juan's guilt 'passively'.

Cheng Juan bit his upper lip lightly, and the tip of his tongue slowly opened Qin Lan's lip, and stretched in to tease him. Qin Lan squinted at Cheng Juan Wangqing.

Crossing his soft hair with his fingertips, he suddenly pressed down on the back of Cheng Juan's head and pressed back.

Biting the tip of Cheng Juan's tongue, raising his eyebrows and looking at Cheng Juan, he said in an unclear voice, "What's wrong with my baby?"

Cheng Juan narrowed his eyes, his fingertips slipped from his shoulders, and he gripped the quilt tightly, his Adam's apple was throbbing, and the corners of his eyes were red.

Qin Lan let go of his teeth and took the initiative at the moment Cheng Juan lost his mind, making the sound of water resound from the entanglement.It didn't take long for Cheng Juan to limp on him and struggle to breathe.

Qin Lanyi didn't let go of it, and clasped Cheng Juan's face with his fingertips, and put it in front of his eyes.

"It's your fault husband, come and tell me." The deep voice was seductive.

Cheng Juan wanted to bow his head, but Qin Lan pinned him in place. Qin Lan's gaze signaled that Cheng Juan could speak, a little forced.

The corner of Cheng Juan's mouth trembled, "I heard that Xiao Ruan accidentally tore off the earphones while listening to your recording, and the people next to you also heard a little bit."

Qin Lan was stunned for a while before responding, and asked a little bluntly: "You listened to the recording of me calling|bed in public, and then was heard by others? Yes, what do you mean?"

Cheng Juan unscrewed his hand and lowered his head. "I didn't mean to." The voice was weak.

Have you ever seen a beautiful child with tears in her eyes, sincerely admitting her wrongdoing?Cheng Juan is like that now.

Qin Lan's heart tightened as he watched, as if his breathing was being choked.

Who can say something wrong with Cheng Juan like this?Anyway, Qin Lan couldn't.

A white light flashed into Cheng Juan's mind for an instant, the corners of his mouth suddenly curled up, and his strange expression faded away.With a high voice: "I am responsible."

This is what Qin Lan was waiting for, and what he wanted was this result.

He is satisfied and relieved.

Qin Lan had a cold expression on his face, "Why are you responsible?" It seemed that he was asking for a solution carefully, a little unreasonable.

The tone was stern, as if asking, 'That's my reputation, how can I be responsible? '

"Is it enough for me to be responsible for your reputation for the rest of my life?" Cheng Juan said with a smile, but he suddenly felt timid when faced with Shang Qin Lan's serious expression, and his smile faded away.

Cheng Juan was talking about the whole life seriously, but he seemed to see the warning 'don't joke' from Qin Lan's face.

Qin Lan can't accept this.

Cheng Juan's face paled suddenly, and he thought: I really can't accept it.

He now regrets listening in front of people.

Damn Xiao Ruan, shit.

Qin Lan's heart was hit violently.

Enough, enough.

He cleared his throat and asked sternly, "How many people heard it? They knew it was... me?" But he looked at Cheng Juan bitterly regretting with a playful look.

These words put Cheng Juan back into the scene that he didn't want to think of, and felt the remorse that he was afraid of Qin Lan's anger and didn't accept it again.

Cheng Juan's complexion became worse and worse, and his whole body was trembling.

"I don't know." His voice trembled, and his voice was a little aggrieved and pale.

Cheng Juan was afraid that Qin Lanlangfu did not expect to become like this, so he quickly took him into his arms.

Shen Sheng comforted, "I don't admit that no one dares to 'spread rumors' that it's me, and with your personality, no one dares to say that you will put such things in your mobile phone." Finally, he said casually, "Xiao Ruan will solve it. "

With red eyes, Cheng Juan staggered, "You don't blame me?"

Qin Lan rubbed his neck and began to tease, "Blame you for listening to my voice?"

Cheng Juan pursed his lips, no, to let everyone know...

Cheng Juan didn't even think about the whole sentence, Qin Lan leaned over and pressed the corner of his lips to his earlobe, "How is my voice?"

Cheng Juan blushed, and a thick layer of sweat formed on his back.

Between the lips and teeth, a sentence came out with difficulty: "It sounds good."

Qin Lan asked secretly, "How many times have you heard it?" He kept smiling with his eyes bent.

Cheng Juan swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

Many times.

But he remained silent and did not answer the question.

Qin Lan smiled and sighed, "God A really knows how to play, listen to this in the public."

Cheng Juiren flustered with embarrassment, and covered his mouth with his hand.

Qin Lan stretched out the tip of his tongue and hooked his palm, and Cheng Juan froze in a daze.He quickly got up and left, "I'll train first."

Cheng Juan's panic made Qin Lan laugh out loud, "Remember to be responsible to me, you said it."

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