Fang Qianqian looked at Lin Xu with a depressed look on the show. Even when she was smoking a "small gift", Lin Xu's face was still not good-looking.

Thinking of this, Fang Qianqian lowered her head and laughed softly.

At this time, an uninvited guest walked into Fang Qianqian's room, "Xiqian! What's wrong with you today? I saw you smiling sneakily several times.

Are you in love? If you are in love, bring it back and your family will check it out for you. Look, you are not too young…”

"Mom! What are you talking about! I'm just watching funny jokes here!" Fang Qianqian felt confused and quickly defended.

She pretended to be nothing, picked up her pajamas and the "small gift" given by Lin Xu and walked into the bathroom. She didn't breathe a sigh of relief until she closed the bathroom door.

Didn't be discovered?

Fang Qianxi: ミ?Д?С

Bah! There was nothing at all, why was she so nervous?

Turning on the faucet, Fang Qianqian slowly lay down into the bathtub, and her mood calmed down.

The small gift Lin Xu gave was constantly frivolous on the water, and Fang Qianqian reached out and grabbed the yellow thing.

With a light pinch, the yellow thing made a 'ga' scream.

Fang Qianxi's mouth raised a charming angle when she heard the scream. When she was a child, she also had a little thing like this, which was given by her elders at home.

It is indeed as Lin Xu said, this thing has the flavor of childhood.

...

Late at night, when most people were in a dream, Wu Hu was tossing and turning.

Who is the anchor opposite?

He has also played in the LOL game for many years, and basically you can tell the strength of the opponent's performance when facing the laning.

He kept replaying the details of the laning in his mind, but he couldn't find the loophole. As one of the top professions, he could sense it as long as he was weaker than him.

But he couldn't see through this Jian Eleven!

Could it be that he is the vest of some folk god?

What a pity, it's a mid laner, otherwise I could be recruited to play for the profession.

He didn't plan to tell others about this. A mid laner who was stronger than him suddenly appeared, and he would probably be snatched by various clubs.

No matter which club you get, it will not be beneficial to him.

The title of "Silent Brother" is enough, and he doesn't want to add some weird titles.

He had already thought about the road ahead, and then retired and started live broadcasts.

Of course, his arrogant performance is to pave the way for the future. Just like now, the audience does not know his name, but they all know that his name is 'Silent Brother'.

This is popularity.

What he has to do now is to make as few mistakes as possible and spend the past two years safely.

It is enough to have one of the mid laners with strength above him, and he cannot accept the other one, so this anchor must not appear in the professional arena.

Lying on the bed, Wu Hu was planning in his heart...

"Bang bang bang!" A knock on the door sounded.

Wu Hu took out his cell phone and saw that it was seven o'clock. According to the plan, one of them would be opened at 8 o'clock.

He quickly opened the door, and his teammates stood outside the door, and called him to go for breakfast together.

After washing up, he followed his teammates out.

"Captain, your face is not very good. Did you stay up late last night?" Teammates cared about seeing his listless look.

"It's nothing, I just have insomnia." Wu Hu found a casual reason to treat his teammates, "How was the training last night?"

Teammates complained, "Training? The mid laner of the second team is so miserable. You can't compare with the boss. You were wasting your time last night."

"Yes! How can you do this? You don't have the level that a profession should have."

Wu Hu blinked when he heard the word "middle laner". He thought of the anchor again. After getting rid of his distractions, he said: "Isn't the meeting today discussing the new mid laner? I heard that it is a mid laner in a training organization, which seems to be called the 'coach team'.

This person doesn't know what his level is."

Teammates said disdainfully: "Team 2 is just a team that usually plays business competitions. What does it have to do with us whether it is powerful or not?"

"It doesn't have much interaction with us. As long as we don't bother us, they can change people at will."

When Wu Hu heard that his teammates were so straightforward, he quickly stopped them, "Just know this kind of thing in his heart. There are arrangements above. If you want to continue engaging in this place, don't talk too much."

After saying that, they looked at several teammates with serious eyes.

"Okay! OK! OK! If you don't talk about this, what will you eat this morning?" Teammates also reacted and quickly changed the topic.

...

In the conference room of Tielin Club, Wu Hu walked in with a group of people, and there was a person sitting inside.

Wu Hu doesn't know him, and he thinks he should be the new mid laner from the second team.

The third brother of the coaching staff rushed to Tielin Club overnight. He had communicated with Tielin before. After playing that game yesterday, he decided to leave the "coaching staff". Without further ado, he came to Tielin Club for an interview today.

He came very early, and the front desk put him in the empty conference room and disappeared.

After waiting for a long time, I finally saw a group of people walking in.

He has seen the person in charge in many places, and even the toilet has a portrait of the person. He whispered and remained silent!

‘Brother Silent’ Wu Hu! He knows him!

He hurried up and grabbed Wu Hu's hand, "Brother Hu! It's really you! I'm your fan! My mid laners have always been an example of you."

Being so popular with the little fans in front of his teammates, even Wu Hu, who has experienced many battles, has a feeling of floating up.

Is this a licking dog? It's so cool.

Wu Hu put his other hand on the third brother's shoulder with a sincere smile, "Young man, I'm very optimistic about you!"

Then he pulled out his hand and returned to the position he should have.

After a while, everyone arrived.

Club manager, team coach, and two team members.

After introducing himself, the manager of Green Forest Club asked why the third brother came to Tielin.

The third brother looked sad, "The level of the coaching staff has dropped too quickly. I didn't even play a gold anchor last night, so it's no longer suitable for me to continue staying there.

I am still young and have a certain level of strength. It has always been my dream to come to Tielin to play a profession. Thank you very much for giving me this opportunity."

Golden anchor?

No way!

Wu Hu frowned, "What's your ID last night's name?"

The third brother asked the ID for confusion with doubts. But he still told it truthfully. Isn’t it just an ID? What impact can it have?

"I'm crazy. What's wrong?"

When Wu Hu heard the ID, he remained silent on his face, but the cold light in his eyes was indeed becoming more and more intense.

It's really you!

After another inquiry, the vote began to be held, could the third brother be the permanent mid laner of the second team?

There were a total of fifteen people present.

The coaches of the second team and the second team will not be unaware of their performance, but they still voted against it. It seems that the mid laner of the second team promised some benefits.

The first team was obviously resentful about the training last night and voted in favor.

Now the two people have not voted, Wu Hu and the manager of Tielin Club.

Six votes were in favor and seven votes were against.

In order, Wu Hu's vote is crucial next.

Seeing that it was Wu Hu who voted, the third brother was relieved. If it were others, he would still have concerns, but Wu Hu should have no problem.

He had already inquired about the process. Wu Hu had a high status in the club and liked to be praised very much.

That's why he worked so hard to please Wu Hu before, and now it's time to gain something.

Wu Hu sat in his seat and raised his sign.

be opposed to!

What? It was actually an objection! For a moment, the third brother was in a mess.

How could it be an objection! He kept reflecting on his performance, without any problem! How could this happen?

Suddenly his eyes lit up, ID! Could it be ID?

Damn it, how could this happen!

The third brother's face turned pale in an instant, he...
To be continued...