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Chapter 20 VIP Powerhouse, Men Are Banned

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It was already twelve o'clock in the evening when several people downloaded the pomp.

This point is still early for professional players. The grand occasion was in the group of three people, and a random message was sent. Ten minutes later, the three gathered in the leisure room on the basement floor.

Lan Bowen was the first to arrive. Seeing Chen Jing and Sheng Kuan coming out of the elevator one after the other, he asked directly before the two of them sat down, "Have you gained anything?"

Chen Jing took out a bottle of drink from the refrigerator and threw it to the passing grand occasion: "How many are there?"

Sheng Kuan took the drink, unscrewed the bottle cap and took two sips with his head raised.

"I have a few too," Lan Bowen said, turning his head and asking the sitting situation: "Xinguan, how about you?"

Sheng Guan slowly screwed back the bottle cap, recalling the process of tonight's live broadcast in his mind, and then stopped before the next broadcast, and was the last one to come to him to PK a passerby named "Qing Zui".

This passer-by stated frankly that he was not an anchor or a hundred stars, but he was much better than those bad anchors and rubbish fake hundred stars.

It can be seen that this passer-by wanted to PK with him very much, and kept swiping the screen in the bullet screen. At the end of the swiping, this "Qing Zui" shouted that he would try it if he didn't believe it. In the live broadcast room, Lian Mai called his father on the spot.

I just like the grand occasion of being a father, and broke the precedent without even thinking about it, and added friends with this passerby.

Facts have proved that this passerby named "Qingzui" is really not very good.

It's not that they don't have much food, it's quite bad food.

It is much better than those anchors who live broadcast all kinds of fancy shows every day. They react quickly, play very hard, and use top laners.

In the beginning, Grand Event didn't take it very seriously, it played very casually. After playing for a few minutes, Grand Event gradually became serious.

Compared with this passerby named "Qing Zui", the hero he chose is not superior, but fortunately, he has undergone professional training, and his talent is there. If he wins, he wins, but he knows very well in his heart that winning is a fluke. of.

Grand occasion withdrew his thoughts and put the drink on the table: "There is one."

Lan Bowen understood the grand occasion very well. Hearing what he said, he immediately asked: "From your tone, are you sure you want this person?"

The grand occasion said "hmm".

Chen Jing: "How strong is it? Which area's Baixing? Or which hero's national uniform? Or is it the anchor?"

"Neither of them," Sheng Kuan paused, "It's a wild way."

"Since you have said so, I will focus on contacting tomorrow," Lan Bowen said, "As for the ones Chen Jing and I are interested in, as well as the ones from your side, I will make a list for me later, and I will check them one by one. Go get in touch."

"Okay, that's the deal," Chen Jing looked at the time: "I can't stay here anymore, the manager at CEC has sent me several messages, no matter what, I'm still here People over there, I have to go back to base."

After Chen Jing left, Lan Bowen also stood up.

He glanced at the grand occasion that was still sitting on the sofa: "Aren't you going back upstairs?"

Sheng Kuan shook his head, "Don't worry, I'm going to watch the replays of you and Chen Jing's live broadcast tonight to see if there are any missed choices."

Lan Bowen thumped his waist: "I can't do it anymore, I can't be with you anymore, my waist has been sitting like this for a few hours tonight, and now it hurts so much, I have to go back upstairs and apply medicine to sleep."

Sheng Kuan frowned: "It's been a long time, why haven't you raised it well?"

Lan Bowen smiled helplessly: "It's so easy to take care of, the back injury is estimated to last a lifetime."

The corners of Shengguan's lips tightened: "It was all my fault back then..."

"A grand occasion," Lambowen interrupted him with a smile, "that has nothing to do with you."

Sheng Guan's Adam's apple rolled down, and he turned his head to look at the wine cabinet not far away.

"Do it all over again, and I will still do it that way." Lan Bowen lowered his head, stood in front of him for a while, and laughed again: "Okay, let's not talk about the past, I'm really tired, I won't be with you anymore."

Rambowen is gone.

There is only one person left in the nearly 100-square-meter leisure room.

He stared at his silhouette vaguely reflected on the glass door of the wine cabinet for a long time, then raised his hands and rubbed his face, then, like a normal person, he took the remote control and turned on the TV directly in front of him. Connect the mobile phone to watch the live playback.

Until two o'clock in the morning, Sheng Guan yawned, couldn't bear it anymore, turned off the TV, got up and entered the elevator.

When he pressed the stairs, he glanced at the "2" above the "3", paused with his fingertips, and pressed "2".

Maybe it was because he saw the third floor and thought of the girl who lived on the third floor, and the image of the girl slowly came to his mind.

She looks pretty, but she seems to have a problem with her brain.

He said that human bloggers have no aesthetics, and she thought he disliked people and didn't retouch his pictures.

He saw her stepping on a pair of disposable slippers and asked Chen Jing to bring her a pair of shoes. She felt that he was buying her.

He just wanted to ask, who the hell would buy someone to use a pair of slippers.

At that time, I didn't think there was anything wrong. Now that I think about it, I feel that I was insulted by that girl.

With a "tsk", the grand occasion pushed open the door, took off his clothes and went into the bathroom.

After taking a shower, he felt a little thirsty, took a towel, bare his upper body, wiped his hair and walked towards the door.

After walking a few steps, he thought of what Chen Jing yelled in his ear in the afternoon: "Isn't it when I drink water in the middle of the night, I can't go out for a walk in shorts?"

Sheng Kuan paused as he wiped his hair, stood there for two seconds, muttered "It's really troublesome", and then entered the locker room.

After drinking the water, Sheng Guang picked up his phone and found that at around twelve o'clock, Lan Bowen sent him a message before going to bed: "The people from YLS will arrive early tomorrow morning."

I didn't care about the grand occasion, so I replied with a "hmm".

Put down your phone, turn off the lights and go to bed.

At least three or four people will come over from YLS early tomorrow morning, and they are all boys...

Sheng Kuan turned over and glanced at the ceiling. After 2 minutes, he lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

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Lin Jing fell asleep, and suddenly woke up.

She always felt as if she had forgotten something, and it was very important.

She opened her eyes and thought hard for a while, before she felt sleepy again, she thought about the charity organization asking her to contact the event.

Now in the middle of the night, the grand occasion is probably already asleep, so I can only contact you the next day.

Lin Jing closed her eyes, intending to continue sleeping, but within a few seconds, she opened them again.

Besides this, there is one more thing.

Aunt Qin Yao's dog.

She has stayed in this house for so long, not to mention seeing a dog shadow, she has never even heard a dog barking.

Without even thinking about it, Lin Jing got out of bed and stepped on his slippers to leave the bedroom.

She was planning to go around the villa to look for the dog, when she just closed the door, she saw a person not far from the corridor, standing directly opposite the elevator, facing a piece of cardboard hanging on the wall, holding a pen and writing. grand occasion.

Lin Jing was stunned for two seconds, then walked over.

It's okay not to get close, but once he got close, Lin Jing could clearly see the words written by Sheng Jin, and Lei's jaw almost fell to the ground.

It is an important place for VIPs, and men are forbidden to walk.

PS: Good night~ Please ask for a monthly ticket~Please ask for a recommendation ticket~Please ask for a red bean~
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