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Chapter 16 I have some thoughts about their team (3)

"Ahem..." Jiang Lang was speechless for a while when Luo Xia said it. He took a few steps closer and smiled again: "Are you a student of Peking University?"

Luo Xia's expression remained unchanged, and he asked back: "How can you see that?"

"Your black earrings are Gerstmoy's new style. There are only [-] sets in the world. I always browse the campus website of Peking University. I heard that the daughter of the Qi family is chasing you. She should have given it to you. Secondly, the previous paragraph It's time for the Peking University Colonel to run for election, and you're a hot search, so it's hard not to know."

Jiang Lang smiled wryly, and the more he spoke, the lower his voice was, mainly because Luo Xia had been selected as the school grassroots before, and the reason why the whole school knew it was because Luo Xia was directly pulled out to compare with the previous school grassroots, Wen Xun, and the support from both sides Those who abused each other directly brushed the campus network to the point of paralysis.

Luo Xia nodded slightly, naturally he didn't expect Jiang Lang to think so much in his not-so-clever mind.

But there is one thing he said wrong, this earring was given by her second brother, not the school belle named Qi Wanzi.

"So... what exactly are you looking for?" Luo Xia raised his eyebrows, getting straight to the point.

Jiang Lang glanced around. Many people seemed to have recognized him. He pursed his lips and said softly, "Let's talk about it in another place."

……

There is a famous milk tea shop in the capital near here, its name is "Meeting Green", it is a couple's milk tea shop, so after following Jiang Lang, Luo Xia felt a little weird.

Especially when the waiter is ordering something, looking at their expressions, they are really not very pure.

Luo Xia coughed twice, a little uncomfortable, and raised his legs, "Can we talk now? Coach Jiang?"

Jiang Lang was typing on the tablet, but when he heard the word "Coach Jiang", his fingertips trembled suddenly. Then Jiang Lang put down the tablet and looked at Luo Xia blankly: "Do you recognize me?"

Luo Xia let out a "huh" and put his hands on his knees, "How could he not recognize the gold medal coach of the Northern Champions? Not to mention..."

Luo Xia paused and spread his hands, "You seem to be a celebrity in Beijing University, too?"

Jiang Lang is Wen Xun's dog leg all the year round, and he has a good reputation abroad, not to mention that Jiang's family has a stake in the Peking University board of directors, so few Peking University students don't know about Jiang Lang.

Hearing this, Jiang Lang smiled awkwardly: "Ah... really?"

After a moment of silence, Jiang Lang straightened his body solemnly, and asked Luo Xia seriously: "I just saw that you are buying a computer, are you playing games?"

The coffee that Luo Xia ordered has already been served, and Luo Xia stirred the coffee with a small spoon, and responded slightly: "Yes, playing Lost City."

I don't know if it was an illusion, but Luo Xia noticed that Jiang Lang's eyes lit up after hearing the word "Lost City".

Jiang Lang took a sip of honey grapefruit tea and moistened his throat, "Have you ever heard of Xiexia Yiren?"

As soon as the Rorschach coffee was brought to his mouth, he suddenly heard such a familiar name, and accidentally choked, "Ahem...you...who are you talking about?"

Jiang Lang's eyes were full of anticipation, and he leaned forward: "Xie Xia Yiren! The third Taoist priest in the PK list, you know the perverted dungeon of Blood Pond Soul? The only one who has passed that dungeon!"

Luo Xia rubbed his throat, and met Jiang Lang's eyes with some complexity.

Of course she knew, just because she had passed that dungeon, she became the focus of the entire server almost overnight. They were all blocked one by one.

Luo Xia closed his eyes, and began to talk nonsense in a serious manner: "I know, I am also his fan, but he never shows his face or turns on the mic during the live broadcast, and he doesn't even know whether he is a man or a woman."

Jiang Lang frowned, realizing that something was wrong: "Isn't it right? Doesn't your Beijing University Computer Department have a "Lost City" league? You don't know him?"

Hearing this, Luo Xia's heart stopped for half a beat, he was stunned for a moment, and his face turned pale: "Ah, he... eh? Is he from Beijing University? He has never participated in the league."

Luo Xia's pair was as pure as a clear pool, and his innocent appearance really fooled Jiang Lang.

Afterwards, before Jiang Lang could respond, Luo Xia took the initiative to counterattack and asked: "But RY79 cares about him so much, is it because they want to poach him and become a team member?"

Regarding this question, Jiang Lang didn't have any doubts at all, and in the process of answering, he didn't even know that he had sold his boss: "Yes, it happens that we are short of mages now, what a good fate."

After hearing this, the corners of Rorschach's lips curled up deeply, resembling the arrogance of looking at the prey in the pit after a successful hunt.

Jiang Lang's expression was the same as Luo Xia's, and he was also very confident. He seemed to be sure to win Xie Xia Yiren.

"However, I heard that many teams have approached him, and he rejected them all." Luo Xia reminded pretending to be worried.

Jiang Lang's complexion remained unchanged, and he waved his hand at Luo Xia, "It's okay, let me tell you, that guy pissed off our Boss Wen last time, and his survival to this day is enough to show that our Boss Wen values ​​him very much, Boss Wen There is no reason why people who want it can’t get it.”

Hearing this sentence, Luo Xia almost choked again, looking at Jiang Lang with a guilty conscience.

Thinking of Wen Xun's warning to her yesterday, Luo Xia quietly took a sip of coffee and didn't make another sound.

……

The next day was Monday, and Luo Xia had to go back to Peking University for classes.

Although she is only [-] years old this year, she skipped grades in the United States since she was a child, and she has almost learned college courses. Now she majors in computer science, her old profession.

There was no gap in courses, so after returning to China, Xia Feiran arranged for her in the third year.

But the reason for the arrangement in the junior year is that this class has the least number of boys.

(End of this chapter)