นักเขียน: Thirteen pure ones เครื่องแปลภาษา
Luo Yannan was really ruthless.
Xia Ling was thinking of a way out. Luo Si and TAT were going to start the competition soon.
Luo Si came out of the Combat Room and saw Xia Ling in a daze. He walked up to her and touched her forehead. His hand felt a little cold.
"What's the matter? Are you worried? "
Xia Ling looked up at Luo SI.
Luo Si was wearing the thunderclap l team uniform. He was tall and had long legs. His handsome face was also a big killer in this competition live broadcast.
A group of young female fans fell in love with Luo SI's face and switched from a passerby to the thunder l team.
As for Luo Si... ...
He was already worried about TAT. Even if she told him about the website, it seemed to be of no use.
"I'm a little worried about you. " Xia Ling's lips curled up as she said with clear eyes.
"Oh, then you can rest assured. In my dictionary, there is never the word 'failure' . Since I dare to return, then I will definitely not be stepped on by anyone to become famous. Don't worry, although TAT's strength is not weak, if we really fight, who knows who will win and who will lose. "
Luo Si's victory was clearly in his grasp.
Seeing him like this, Xia Ling's originally worried heart finally eased a little.
As long as Luo SI's side was fine, the worst that could happen was that her book would be cut and reopened.
She would change her alias, go to other websites to submit, the book would still open, and the money would still be earned.
If Luo Yannan could invest in a company, could he invest in all the companies in the online literary circle?
If he really could do it, then Xia Ling respected him as a man. She would think of a way to find another way out, take a detour to save the country, and think of a new way to complete the mission.
Asking her to give up the mission, that was absolutely impossible.
*
There was only one match between thunder L and TAT team.
Was it the reappearance of the former king's glory, or was it the popular team's skills that were a notch higher.
Five years. Not only was this a time of change, but it was also because of Luo Si's age that his reactions were slow.
Victory could only be won.
Once he lost, Luo Si would not only be ridiculed by Luo Yannan, but he would also be ridiculed by the media. Lian Po was old, and he had overestimated himself.
...
Xia Ling sat quietly below the stage.
She was wearing a thunder l support uniform, with a black body and a thunder symbol on her shoulder. The right side of her face was smeared with a purple lightning, making her look wild and charming.
Xia Ling looked at Luo Si on the stage, her eyes fixed on him.
On the stage, Luo Yannan was also looking at her, with a dark look in his eyes.
He waved to the side and whispered a few words.
*
On the other side, Xia Ling put aside her worries about the book and focused on Luo Si's match.
There was a 30% chance that LUO SI would win TAT.
However, when the game started, TAT blocked all three of Luo Si's best heroes. Tat Understood that TAT had also seen through thunder L's weakness. As long as Luo SI was blocked, thunder L had no chance of winning.
This time, no matter how skilled Luo SI was, his win rate had changed from 30% to less than 10% . Lol was a team game. It was difficult to change the outcome of a battle with one person's skill level... ...
What did Luo SI PLAN TO DO?
Xia Ling frowned slightly. She could not guess what made Luo si so calm. How could he be confident of winning in such a situation?
*
The match entered the page and Xia Ling's phone suddenly rang.
At the same time, there was a commotion on the stage. It was as if the thunder l team member who was playing the support position had suddenly fallen ill, fainted on the seats, and rolled onto the stage.
The scene was chaotic, and the match was temporarily suspended.
The First Aid Team on the stage quickly rushed over. After performing CPR, they quickly brought the person down for first aid.
In the chaos, Xia Ling's phone tightened, and she took a light breath.
There was a text message from Luo Si on her phone.
"lingling, I'll help you. We'll be invincible in this match. "
The last leave of absence this month
Mwah.