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Chapter 8 It's Just Luck

This announcement appeared very suddenly.

Ren Xia was stunned for a moment, clicked and glanced quickly, and exhaled:

"So this is the case."

That is the news previously released by the official game website, about tomorrow night...

Ah, now it’s time to talk about Fantasy holding an online media conference at 19:00 tonight.

Previously, Lu Cha mentioned that he had asked the team members to watch it together, but unexpectedly, this was pushed again.

The momentum is quite loud, mysterious and mysterious.

With the emergence of this push, the topic in the community finally left the two of them and began to heat up discussions and speculations about tonight's "press conference".

It was said to be a "press conference", but no one knows what the situation is.

Confidentiality is strictly maintained.

At first, everyone thought it was an event to commemorate Ren Qinghe, but today, people smelled an unusual smell from the official website activity page.

It's like... something big is going to happen.

Ren Xia quietly peeked at the screen, becoming more and more confident about what was about to happen. The only thing he was curious about was what kind of response it would cause after the news was announced.

Thinking of this, he was still looking forward to it.

No words all night.

The next day, Ren Xia did not rush to the studio anymore, but spent most of the day staying in the community.

There is no way, if people are poor, they have to spend money when they go out, so it is better to stay there.

Even if you are using the Internet, it is also miserable.

It was evening before I changed my clothes and went straight to the building where Caowei Studio was located.

I learned yesterday that the location for the studio rented is near the "Fantasy Life Museum" in Haicheng, and this time I am familiar with it.

When we arrived, we only saw Lu Cha and did not see other members of the team.

"Where are people in the living room, I'll wait for us."

Lu Cha wore a dark sweatshirt today, and seemed to have recovered from the excitement and loss of composure last night.

The aura is very stable.

Ren Xia naturally would not mention it on his own initiative, which made Lu Cha, who had a stern face, secretly relieved.

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Compared to yesterday, the venues tonight are much more lively.

From the outside to the inside, looking through the glass, the seats are full and the lights are bright.

When the two of them came to the leisure area in the lobby on the first floor of the venue.

Away from a distance, a figure stood up and waved his hand.

"Chat, here!"

Lu Cha responded quickly, then led Ren Xia and trotted over: "I'm not late, right?"

"No," the girl who waved her hand before was a short-haired girl, wearing a red sports windbreaker, with her eyes stern eyes. As she said, her eyes were cast towards Ren Xia:

"This is the one you said..."

"Ren Xia." Ren Xia smiled and nodded.

"Hello, hello, my name is Li Tianran, Cha Cha's classmate, I heard her talk about you." Li Tianran said generously, but there was a little scrutiny in his eyes.

"Isn't my husband here?" Lu Cha asked, pulling Ren Xia to sit down, put his bag aside.

"He went to get the food..."

Li Tianran was talking, but suddenly stopped. He saw a big flat-headed boy wearing a sweatshirt holding the whole family's bucket and other things, running over happily.

Seeing a few people, a big smile appeared on their round faces.

"Slow down! Don't spill it!" Li Tianran criticized habitually.

"Oh, okay, okay." The visitor nodded quickly, carefully put the food on the table, then looked at Ren Xia and greeted enthusiastically:

"You are Brother Ren."

Ren Xia nodded with a smile, but met the two of them in his mind.

Li Tianran, Lu Cha's classmate, best friend, and one of the "partners" of this Caitou studio, is a fighting expert according to Lu Cha.

As for the one who was sitting next to her well-behavedly, it was Li Tianran's younger brother, who had just entered the freshman year.

It belongs to the non-staff member and is called "Li Xiaofu".

Well, to be honest, when Ren Xia heard this name, he remembered Fat Tiger...

Lu Cha Juzhong introduced it again, and the two sides had just met.

It's hard to ask about private topics.

After a while, I still talked about the game.

As a result, the siblings naturally talked about the new record last night.

"Hey, Cha Cha, the Monopoly copy record has been brushed, do you know?" Li Tianran asked on his own initiative.

"Ah... I know." Lu Cha's expression changed a little, he glanced at Re Renxia beside him and said.

Ren Xia was a little surprised and handed over a look: Didn’t you tell me?

Lu Cha smiled back.

She had planned to come over and show off in person, and of course she wouldn't say it in advance.

Opposite the Li family siblings have already started discussing this topic. The specific model is that Li Tianran said, and the young husband nodded while eating, agreeing with him.

The topic is probably impossible to avoid guessing the real identities of the two accounts "Ren Woxing" and "Invincible Xiaoxiaocha", the method of passing the copy, and what rewards will be received.

However, there was a little difference between the two of them regarding their real game strength.

According to Li Xiaofu's opinion, the one who scored a perfect record from the beginning is definitely the masters in the ruins continent, and there is no doubt.

But Li Tianran responded to suspicion.

It probably means that the Monopoly dungeon has zero requirements for combat ability, which is completely strategic, so it is not ruled out that the other party has only mastered special methods and cannot prove the combat power of the parties involved.

This is also the view of a considerable number of people in the player community.

After all, in the eyes of the player group, what is really convincing is "combat power".

"Chat, do you think we are right?"

Finally, Li Tianran raised the problem.

Lu Cha, who kept a mysterious smile from beginning to end, wouldn't be able to hold it out now. This feeling of listening to good friends discussing themselves is a different kind of pleasure.

Then he glanced at Ren Xia and smiled and said, "In my opinion, the person involved must answer this matter."

Li Tianran was confused and didn't understand his meaning.

Ren Xia was helpless and had to say, "Luck, luck."

A brief silence.

The next second, Li Tianran didn't understand anything and almost jumped up: "Ren... don't tell me, Ren Woxing is you!"

Ren Xia smiled bitterly.

"That invincible little tea..." Li Tianran looked at Lu Cha, who was smiling again.

"It's my newly built small trumpet." Lu Cha said with a smile on his face.

Li Tianran was stunned, and his shock was beyond words. When he thought that he was still talking about him for a while, his cheeks suddenly burned, embarrassed, and embarrassed.

If it weren't for the wrong occasion, I would want to rush over and pull my best friend's face to vent my anger.

"What are you talking about?"

Next to him, the young husband holding the whole family's bucket was gnawing, then he raised his head, looked confused, delayed for three seconds, and then he realized it and spoke incoherently:

"Ahhhhhhh, Brother Ren, you are that... Um!"

Halfway through his words, he was decisively covered by his own sister, but he also attracted the players in the seats around him to look puzzled.

The personality is very distinct.

"It's really luck." Ren Xia had already seen through Lu Cha's little show-off mind. Although he felt a little naive, he didn't mind cooperating with her.

But at this time, I still tried to explain.

But as soon as he finished speaking, the lights in the entire venue hall suddenly dimmed. It was originally bright, but nearly three-quarters of the lights were suddenly gone.

It's not a power outage, it's more like it's intentional.

For example, this area only leaves weak lights.

In the dim light, I saw only people looking at a certain place, and there was a slight riot.

The next second, the big screen in the center of the living hall suddenly lit up, and some venue staff walked onto the stage.

"Dear players, tonight's media conference is about to begin, please keep quiet."

Ren Xia glanced at the phone on the table, and there were three minutes left before 19:00.
Chapter completed!
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