Chapter 264
Shen Chi sat in front of the computer and clenched the mouse tightly, so he couldn't be distracted in the arena, but he still glanced at Yan Xueyiao in the audience, facing his dark eyes.
He took a deep breath and focused all his attention on the screen. The world around him seemed to be quiet, except for the sound of gunfire passing by quickly.
Just when everyone thought that TTL was doomed, the boy's movements were so fast that no one could react, but the tapping sound of his fingers on the keyboard was extremely rhythmic, avoiding the hail of bullets and hiding behind the bunker.
"This micro-manipulation!"
Duan Shi couldn't help raising his voice and almost stood up from the commentary, the first time he was so excited in front of the camera.
He has always had a point of view in his mind that professional players' marksmanship will not be too bad. A good choice can cover up the lack of marksmanship, and it is the movement technique that really tests the subtle control of the hand.
He hadn't recovered yet. Shen Chi, who was behind the cover, started to fight back. The VF team was known for its quick response, but it stopped under the violent attack of the teenager.
Because the boy's hands are too fast.
Laymen are often superstitious about the fast hand speed, but too high hand speed can inevitably be mixed with invalid operations. However, the sound falling on the keyboard is calm and powerful, and there is no invalid operation.
Take a person with one shot.
Duan Shi finally knew where the youth's determination to be the champion came from, and Shen Chi's red hair was dazzling in the sunlight.
Everyone held their breath and looked at the big screen. Lan Heng in the seat didn't even dare to look up at the final result until he heard the sound of bullets breaking through the wind from AWM.
"Congratulations to TTL for winning the chūn season championship!"
The host's voice sounded in the venue of 100,000 people.
"Little Red Cow Bī"
"This is the team that went from the PDL to the championship in league history"
"I read it from the PDL, and I just thought TTL was being arrogant at the time. I didn't expect to win the championship."
"Welcome to the World Championship"
Mr. Wang in front of the screen breathed a sigh of relief and continued to grade the students' homework, while Mr. Ning, who was standing among the coaches, watched Shen Chi walk to the podium and recalled that he had stood on the podium, which was the closest he had ever been to the championship. .
Ye Ning's eyes turned red when he heard the news of winning the championship, and Han Duqiu slapped his wheelchair hard.
Xu Cheng pinched his hand and wondered if it was true. When he felt the pain, the silent young man smiled like a child.
When the players walked to the rest area, Lan Heng sat on the chair and was unwilling to walk to the podium. The teenager rubbed his overworked hands and asked, "You really don't want to go?"
"Not so good."
Although Lan Heng also wanted to stand on the podium, he didn't play in the finals at all, so he was embarrassed to go up.
"That's it."
Shen Chi raised his eyebrows.
Ye Ning with pigtails smiled, and Lan Heng immediately stood up from the chair: "I'll go."
They walked to the podium, and the young man held the trophy belonging to the champion. All eyes were on Yan Xuexiao in the audience, and the tips of his ears were dyed red.
"Daughter-in-law!"
"Cubs have a good time"
"Sweet to death"
Although the man's expression was light, Ah Pei could clearly see the pride in Yan Xuexiao's eyes.
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After receiving the award, Shen Chi walked to Yan Xueyiao who was in the audience, but before he got close, Yan Chenchen grabbed him. He looked down at Xiaodouding, who was emerging from the ground: "Aren't you going abroad?"
"The aunt left by herself."
Yan Chenchen was taken away by A Pei before he could say a word, and Shen Chi followed Yan Xueyiao out of the arena.
At the end of the chūn, the temperature of Yancheng dropped, and the sky began to snow heavily. Manager Chen, who met outside the stadium, asked Xiang Yan Xueyiao respectfully, "Are you also going to watch the game today?"
Shen Chi didn't have time to nod for Yan Xueyiao, and the next second a cold voice fell in his ear: "I'm here to propose."
Yan Xueyiao narrowed her black and white eyes.
From the first time they met, he wanted to make the boy live proudly and wantonly, and wanted the best things for the boy.
and your best self.
Shen Chi looked at the account book in Yan Xuexiao's hand, and his heart skipped a beat.
It was snowing heavily.
They moved slowly in the snow.
- The sky is shimmering.
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The author has something to say: [Concluding remarks] This book was written very hard, and it was too hypocritical. Thank you for your long-term companionship. If it weren't for your encouragement, this book would not have been written. I cherish every encouraging comment. The sideshow will slowly change (bow)
Ps: Overhead background 18-year-old same-sex marriage
In March, I received the document and asked for a collection of "The Little Mermaid Dedicated to Lord Bào":
Qin Jun bàonüè is too much, and everyone in the world is trembling.
It is rumored that the mermaid's singing can soothe people's hearts, and Liaodong County guards the rare mermaid to please.
It was an extraordinarily delicate mermaid. The silver fish tail was sparkling in the sunlight, and the skin was so smooth that it would show red marks even when you squeezed it. Everyone sympathized with this mermaid for Mr. Bào. Know how long you can live out of the sea.
It's just that no one can think of...
A few days later, Qin Jun of bàonüè actually summoned thousands of craftsmen to build palaces, recruited manpower to transport seawater across mountains and mountains, and gathered the power of a country to feed the little mermaid.
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The little mermaid hid in the pitch-black sea bottom since she was a child. She couldn't catch shrimp and was so thin that she could see her ribs. She was so hungry that she mustered up the courage to float to the surface.
But as soon as it came out of the sea, it was caught by a cold fishing net, and it was stuffed into a small wooden
In the barrel, the iron wire hooked the scales and blood dripped.
Until the man who was briefly sober on the throne touched its fish tail and asked, "Does it hurt?"