Chapter 53 The Appointment

Fan Yao was shocked and came to the end of the game in a blink of an eye. It was not a game, but the end of the whole DND game against Tianhe.

He put his back against his shirt and was completely wet with sweat. Obviously, the air conditioner was on in the venue, but he still couldn't suppress his excitement.

In the first game, after Mr-X, known as the Demon King, killed the opponent's assassin Wanfa without any suspense, DND took advantage of this morale to directly break the opponent and directly won four games. Even the audience sitting next to Fan Yao kept saying, "I didn't expect DND before I came. Now compared with Tianhe, it is completely like two teams of different levels.

It turns out that I'm not ignorant...

"It's all because after the devil came." The woman next to him showed great excitement: "This demon king's mask should be a handsome man with a cold face. Thinking that he will be entangled with Chu Hanxuan one day, it is obviously the opponent who rubs out a spark called friendship and reading it as love. Ah, it's so good. Just thinking about it makes me feel inexplicably excited."

Hey, I always feel that this woman's excitement is in the wrong direction. It's definitely wrong.

"Du,, Du," The mobile phone in the trouser pocket vibrated. If it hadn't been adjusted to the vibration in advance, the ringtone would not have been heard in such a noisy environment.

Fan Yao looked at the call on his mobile phone. It was a strange number, but he thought of a possibility and connected the phone.

"Hey."

Responding to him was a calm male voice, which sounded to Fan Yao's impression of the great god in the game. He was calm and pointed out the country. Between talking and laughing, he looked excited and forgot that he was still in the flow of people, so he shouted out: "God."

The other party's response was very flat: "Oh, have you come to the venue? We are finished. There is still some time before the plane back in the evening, so..."

Does this mean to ask for a meeting?

"Okay, I'm here. Where can I see you?"

"I'm in the rest area now. You can come through the side door." The male voice on the phone paused, "By the way, what are you wearing today?"

"It's just ordinary shirts and jeans."

"Then you come over. I'll wait for you at the side door."

The phone suddenly hung up,

Fan Yao put away his mobile phone and walked to the side door. The bus picked up by the team had been stopped for a long time, and there were a group of journalists who were congested with traffic. Basically, as long as the two teams were members who could be named, they were blocked at the door.

Of course, they need to record their feelings about winners and losers, but these are not in the first place for them now.

"Excuse me, where is Mr-X? How does he feel about the title of 'Demon King' given by enthusiastic fans?"

"Please talk about DND's imagination for the future competition. Next week, you will meet the Xunfeng team, which is famous for its toughness. Can you tell us whether the Devil will stage a shocking battle with the King of Solo?"

"I'm a reporter from Pineapple TV..."

Seeing the scene in full swing over there, Fan Yao actually had a trace of fear that he didn't want to approach.

Hey, you really need to join there. It can't be squeezed in at all...

Just as he was sweating on his forehead, his shoulder was suddenly patted from behind.

"Happy fish."

Fan Yao turned his head. Ouch, he had to look up. This man was quite tall and handsome, especially wearing sunglasses on his face and smiling with his mouth bent. Shit, where did the star come from?

But Fan Yao soon realized something,

"God."

For Fan Yao's exaggerated expression, Chu Yun scratched the tip of his nose with a little embarrassment. Although he was used to being called in the game, he was still a little embarrassed to be called like this in reality.

He brushed the embarrassment with a smile and quickly changed the topic: "There are many people here. Let's talk in another place."

With that, he looked down at his watch. It's only 3:57 now, and it's still early for the 6:30 flight.

"Where are you going to sit?" Chu Yun asked,

Fan Yao shrugged his shoulders and said, "Whatever."

Chu Yun found that Fan Yao obviously didn't understand what he meant: "It's my first time to Shenzhen."

"Oh." Fan Yao is also a shrewd person. He understands this little, but let him lead the way. I'm sorry, he is not more familiar with Chu Yun.

For good, there are many restaurants in the Animation City. Fan Yao saw it on the way when he took a taxi. He was also confused by his impression. Fortunately, the young man's memory is not covered.

Fan Yao, as half the host, wanted to lead Chu Yun into a high-end casual restaurant, but when Chu Yun saw Fan Yao's dress, he said that he wanted to drink something and entered a slightly more ordinary cafe.

Because when he came, he heard from Brother Zeng that the consumption in Shenzhen is more expensive than that of Qiu Nan.

I can't do it. I didn't really come here for a sip.

The two followed the waiter's guidance and ordered a cup of coffee.

When Fan Yao used the happy fish and people gag on the Internet, the speed of typing and chatting was really great. This time, he didn't know how to open his mouth, but Chu Yun had to open the talk first.

"I said happy fish, did you watch the game just now?"

"I saw it."

"How's it going?" Chu Yun asked him,

How about...

Wait, which team is the god? Although the position where he bought the ticket is a little far from the stadium, the players all have close-ups. The happy fish swears that he has never seen him. Chu Yun's face is so recognizable that he will not forget it if he sees it.

Fan Yao's forehead began to sweat,

If it's DND, if you win, you should naturally congratulate, and everyone is happy, but in case it's Tianhe, isn't it a flattery hit on the horse's leg? In a word, here first...

"Well, my god, your team played very well..."

Then let's look at the words...

Fan Yao raised his head, but Chu Yun, who drank coffee, was very quiet and had a teety face. He couldn't see the joy of winning and dying, nor could he find the sadness and anger of losing the game. It seemed that the big difference war just now had nothing to do with this person.

"Oh, by the way, I forgot to say that I'm from DND."

It seems to be aware of Fan Yao's embarrassment. Chu Yun gave a private hint,

Ah, that's great...

Next, Fan Yao finally found the shadow of the happy fish. He kept praising how powerful DND was, especially when talking about the demon king, and his eyebrows were flying.

Chu Yun looked at him strangely,

"Oh, God, what's wrong?" Fan Yao touched his face. He thought there was something sticking to his face.

Chu Yun scratched his face and put his hands on the table: "I'm just thinking about it. You just praised me for playing well in the game and said that this demon king is very powerful. I wonder if I'm more powerful or this demon king is stronger."

Chu Yun's prank was committed again. He put on a confused look,

This scared Fan Yao. His mind is lively. He has already thought of it. Is it possible that the god and the devil are opponents in the team? I have heard a lot of gossip news before, saying that the two royal cards in a team do not obey each other. In the end, they win or lose the game and lose. It's all over the city.

Is this the real version?

Two drops of sweat dripped on Fan Yao's forehead: "Absolutely, you are more powerful."

"Although I think so, the devil will definitely not accept it when he hears it." Chu Yun lit a cigarette with a smile, and he also handed one to Fan Yao.

Fan Yao took it, and Chu Yun lit a fire for him.

"Cough." But as soon as Fan Yao took the second bite, he coughed violently.

Chu Yun looked at him puzzledly: "What's wrong?"

"This cigarette is so bitter." Fan Yao was choked and was still coughing.

"..."

Chu Yun shook his fingers with a wry smile: "Don't tell me now that you can't smoke."

"Well, er, I tried it when I was studying before. It's because I haven't smoked for a long time."

Seeing that Fan Yao was still trying to show off, Chu Yun snatched the cigarette: "It's a good thing that you can't smoke. Why do you force yourself to smoke?"

"It's rare for the god to hand me a cigarette..." Fan Yao showed a strange and embarrassed look,

"If you can't smoke, don't pick up the cigarette given to you. It's okay, but if you don't smoke, you will feel embarrassed and the other party. This is a personal advice from a smoker."

Chu Yun stretched out his hand and extinguished the cigarette in the ashtray.

"Well, let's get back to the point. In fact, I came to Shenzhen to meet you this time for one thing."

"What's the matter?"

"Happy fish, are you interested in marketing?"