Grandpa Mu's little milk cat exploded in the entertainment industry

Chapter 8
Looking at the screen, Lu Xingyi yawned slowly and adjusted his sitting posture.

In the past 5 minutes, she has almost become familiar with the keyboard and mouse, and now she can officially start playing.

Twenty minutes later, the first round was over, and Lu Xingyi pushed away the opposite crystal with his own strength and won.

The narrator stood up excitedly after seeing her for 10 minutes.

This exhibition match has almost become a battlefield for her alone. She is more professional than a professional player, and she can easily face five players across the line.

Looking at the big characters "victory" on the computer, the team members around Lu Xingyi cheered, but she just pursed her lips in a low-key manner.

On the other hand, Song Xueer's expression was not very good-looking, and her bright red lips were bitten by her so that they were about to bleed.

Take a 10-minute break to prepare for the next game,
Lu Xing moved back to the lounge, Tang Li was answering the phone.

She went to the side to add some water, opened a fruit candy, put it in her mouth, and sat on the sofa to play with her mobile phone.

"Honey, do you know how many calls I have made just now?" Tang Li returned after answering a call.

"I'm angry?" Lu Xing raised his head and blinked.

"It's hot," Tang Li said with a wry smile, "It's hot in the e-sports circle, and my phone is about to be blown up by e-sports coaches."

Tang Li raised his eyebrows again, "You don't mean to develop there, do you?"

"No."

The break is over and the game continues.

In the second match, the opponent was already like an eggplant beaten by frost, and his combat power was not as good as in the previous round. Seeing this, Lu Xingyi didn't use all his strength, so he poured water on the opponent, so that they didn't lose too much embarrassment.

There were three rounds in the competition, and now after two rounds, the winner has been decided. The producer looked at the data displayed on the screen. This time, the exhibition competition was several times more popular than previous years, and the host announced the result directly.

Cheers, salutes, flower petals, the awards ceremony ended magnificently.

At the end, just as Lu Xingyi stepped down the stairs, a force suddenly appeared at the neckline and grabbed her team uniform.

She suddenly lost her footing and staggered backwards. Fortunately, she grabbed the handrail next to her in time.

Enduring the anger in my heart, I turned around.

Song Xueer was on the next step, glaring at her.

Seeing her, Lu Xingyi didn't hesitate to hold her wrist with his backhand to keep her still.

"What are you doing!" Song Xue'er preemptively said, "Lu Xingyi, do you have to settle our private affairs on such a big stage? Just stare at me and take my head?"

Lu Xingyi reacted for two seconds, then frowned: "Which one are you?"

Focusing on the game just now, she didn't pay much attention to the role of each artist on the opposite side in the game.

A rhetorical question made Song Xueer stunned, and it took a while to react, and she snorted coldly: "Heh, is it interesting to play dumb here? Lu Xingyi, you really have no skills. You have no skills in reality. You can only beat me in the game." , I feel so sorry for you."

"Is it sad?" Lu Xingyi's expression turned cold, a cold blade flashed in his eyes, and with a force on his wrist, Song Xueer was dragged down three steps in a row.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Lu Xingyi didn't change his face, shook off his dirty arms, and looked down at her: "I never thought of solving the previous matter here. It was just a notice. If you touch me, I will definitely pay back three times. "

Song Xueer managed to find the center, clutching her heart and gasping for breath, she was terrified when she was dragged down just now, when she regained her composure, Lu Xingyi was gone.

(End of this chapter)