Who can I compete with?

Looking at the frank smile on the corner of Fang Yan's mouth, An Yanyu was speechless.

Wxiao is one of the super thighs of the Korean and American servers, and countless top teams have to win over people, how can it be so coincidental that he is in the third middle school? Maybe it's really like he said, Wxiao's appearance in the birthday greeting video is just an accident. What if this guy in front of him really has a cousin? An Yanyu comforted herself.

"I haven't seen you in the past few days, are you still used to it in TC?" she

diverted the topic and didn't dwell on Wxiao.

Fang Yan nodded, the five girls seemed to be cold on the surface, but they were actually very easy to get along with. It's not as difficult as expected, at least everyone is getting along well at the moment.

After that, the two were somewhat silent.

No one spoke, An Yanyu dragged her chin with her white hand, and her eyes blinked and she didn't know what she was thinking?"

If I invite you to continue to transfer to Class 9 now, I believe you will definitely not agree, right?"

At this moment, how good the dialect showed, how much An Yanyu regretted it, when he learned from Qin Shishi's mouth last night that he was the player who played the Heavenly King record. Not to mention the repentance of the intestines, but it is almost the same.

This genius should have belonged to Class 9.

"Dialect, can you give me a picture with Wxiao, you know, he and faker are my two favorite people. After

being silent for a long time, An Yanyu suddenly opened her mouth and said a word.

Fang Yan was stunned for a moment, and said vaguely: "There will be a chance in the future." The

answer was ambiguous, and he didn't say no or yes.

"Mr. An, do you really like e-sports, maybe I can give you a chance to fulfill this e-sports dream. The

words that suddenly came out of the dialect's mouth made An Yanyu's body slowly stiffen, she had been a restless girl since she was a child, and the things she liked tended to be masculine. Among them, e-sports is one of her favorites, due to family reasons, after coming out of college, she only buried this unrealistic hobby in her heart, even to the point of forgetting it.

A sentence in the dialect, like a little spark, slowly ignited the e-sports dream that was about to disappear, and finally became a fire of the prairie fire, and there is no way to ignore it.

"Are you serious?" she

raised her tone, but amplified the tremor in her voice.

Fang Yan nodded: "Only this once, one day, you will stand on the stage of the limelight and play with TC, but not now." Teacher An, I appreciate the care you have taken care of me during this time, and you know that I don't like to owe favors. "

Some people please, once they owe a lot, they may not be able to pay it off for a lifetime, and they just want to take advantage of the fact that the favor has not yet reached the point where they can't pay it back, and pay it back as soon as possible.

He always surprises himself at any time.

An Yanyu's heart was full of expectations, like a person who had lost his life and suddenly found his goal.

There is no time and place, and it is such a vague answer that pushes the expectations in An Yanyu's heart to the extreme.

"Thank you.

After thinking about it, An Yanyu found that she could only repay him with two short words.

Unconsciously, the two chatted until noon, Song Xiaonuan finished the game, carrying lunch in his hand, and as soon as the teachers entered, they saw Fang Yan and An Yanyu sitting together, they were talking and laughing.

"Fang Yan, aren't you sleeping?"

In the tone of questioning, with Song Xiaonuan's undisguised anger, she didn't have long eyes, where could she not see them, if you don't know, you still think they are a couple.

"Hmph, I'm so kind to you, and I'll help you bring lunch.

Song Xiaonuan was jealous, walked to the trash can and threw lunch in, and said angrily: "I see that you and Teacher An are full of chatting, there is no need to eat." The

second monk of the dialect looked at the angry Song Xiaonuan inexplicably.

However, An Yanyu, who is also a woman, was keenly aware of the source of Song Xiaonuan's anger, and asked with a smile: "Xiaonuan, are you afraid that the teacher will snatch you away as a little lover?" Don't worry, he is too young to be the teacher's dish." Song

Xiaonuan was wearing a small skirt that reached to her thighs, young and lively, even if she was angry, she had a different temperament.

Fang Yan stood up and walked to the trash can to take out his lunch, fortunately all the students in the class went to watch the game today, and the trash can was empty.

"What are you doing?" said

the two women in unison, unexpecting the dialect to pick up their lunch from the trash can.

"I don't know if it's a waste of food, but I was hungry too, and I didn't pick up food from the trash when I was a child. Fang

Yan calmly told the past when he was a child, without a certain expression on his face. But the second daughter can understand from a few words that he lived a difficult life when he was a child, and they all learned about the family environment of the dialect through other channels, and when they heard what they insisted on from the garbage can, their faces changed.

Song Xiaonuan was like a child who had done something wrong, and apologized in a low voice: "Dialect, I'm sorry."

Apparently she realized how naïve her previous actions were.

Fang Yan opened the lunch box and found that there were two golden fried poached eggs inside, and couldn't help grinning: "Sister Xiao Nuan, how do you know that I love poached eggs?"

For him, poached eggs are the most delicious thing in the world, and they are the three most comfortable things in life, just like letting go when the urine is held to the extreme, and sleeping immediately when the sleepiness is extreme.

"Cut, who cares if you like to eat or not, it's just that I saw that the poached eggs in that fast food restaurant were delicious, so I brought a few for you. "

Typical duplicity.

As a dialect that once ate fifteen poached eggs in one sitting, three is a bit too little.

"Dialect, I would like to solemnly inform you that Miss Ben's team has successfully passed the first round of auditions.

Song Xiaonuan's face was faster than turning a book, and she was jealous just now, but she became excited again in the next second, so that people couldn't tell whether she was angry or happy?

The audition is a systematic random selection mode, and there are countless examples of the king vs. bronze in the first round, and it depends on luck when it is critical. After all, luck is also an indispensable part of strength.

But as the number of eliminated teams increases, this luck will become less and less.

"Oh, congratulations to Sister Xiao Nuan. Fang

Yan said without raising his head.

Song Xiaonuan said angrily: "Fang Yan, aren't you happy for me, even for a second." Fang

Yan said helplessly: "That's your luck, the opponent is all bronze slag, and it is estimated that you will be eliminated in less than three rounds."

An Yanyu giggled on the side.

Since her rank reached Platinum One, although she was brought up by dialects, her overall level has improved a lot. From the current point of view, Song Xiaonuan's level is more than one grade.

She is confident that if she fights Song Xiaonuan now, she will definitely be able to crush her with technology.

"What are you laughing at?"

"

Do you dare to have a mother-daughter game?"

"Okay, you can't rely on your face if you lose."

"Who's afraid of whom?" the

two women confronted each other, and neither of them refused to fall into the upper hand in words.

Fang Yan just wanted to open his mouth to stop it, but the phone rang, and the caller ID was big-breasted Qi.

Didn't they choose in Kunhai?

After answering the phone, the anxious voice of the big-breasted Qi remembered on the phone: "Brother Fang Yan, come to Kunda, Sister Shishi was angry and cried by Gao Yu's grandson, so pitiful." "

What's going on?"

I made a call just now, but I didn't expect to be angry and cry in a blink of an eye. It seems that last time in the dark night Internet café, Qin Shishi used the Raven solo dialect, and in the end, her eyes were red with anger.

"Where are you now?" asked

the dialect.

The big-breasted Qi said: "Kunda Gymnasium, you came and followed the crowd to find it, hurry up, if you come a step late, I can't help but bite him to death, it's so annoying, woo, Brother Fangyan." As

she spoke, the big-breasted Qi choked up.

Fang Yan hung up the phone helplessly and looked at An Yanyu: "Teacher An, please send me to Kunming University E-sports, anyway, there are no classes in school today, it won't affect it, right?"

An Yanyu nodded: "Well, okay."

Song Xiaonuan grabbed Fang Yan's sleeve: "I'm going too."

Fang Yan touched her head: "Okay, you better stay and continue the game, it is estimated that the second round of auditions will start in a few minutes." I don't have much faith in you, but I wish you good luck.

"Nasty, don't touch my head.

Under the latter's resentful gaze, Fang Yan and An Yan walked out of the classroom and rushed to the parking lot.