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Chapter 102

At noon the next day, when Zhou Oran was still at home thinking hard about making a TV series, Miss Han came back with a big paper bag in her hand.

"Han Yuyun, you don't even need to clock in after get off work! It's really sad for your unit to have employees like you!"

She rolled her eyes, and then she put the paper bag heavily on the table: "It's for you!"

"How embarrassing!"

But he didn't look embarrassed at all, he quickly took the bag and looked through it.

"Suit? Why give me this thing? I have it!"

The fat brother took out a suit from the bag and said.

"That tiger men's suit in your closet? Cut it!"

If Chen Shaoxiong, the general manager of Tiger Brand, knew that his products were despised like this, he wondered if he would want to cry a lot.

"Why did you think of buying me clothes?"

The fat brother asked while holding the clothes and gesturing on his body.

"You can't go to an event tonight in shorts, T-shirt and flip-flops, can you?"

"Tsk tsk! You are so kind to me! I really... How about I promise you with my body?"

A shy look in his eyes made Fat Brother lose his soul.

In the end, nothing happened, and the Korean Yun unit still had something to deal with, so the fat brother could only sit on the bedside sadly...

Didn't even get a kiss on the lips, what a failed life!

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"Hello, all CS fans in the live broadcast room, it is 7:12 in the afternoon, and there are still 18 minutes before the peak duel of the first Greater China CS Kings Tournament will begin. Who will win the throne of the king? We will wait and see!"

"Hello, everyone, the anchor has now entered the venue of the summit game. You can see that the venue is full of seats. I guess there should be more than 2000 people tonight..."

"The number of fans of the two teams, God of War and China Imperial Guard, is almost the same. Now some viewers even brought fluorescent boards. Let's interview casually..."

A large number of anchors all mixed in to catch the heat, and they were all broadcasting live to the water friends in their live broadcast room.

Zhou Oran's unintentional move created a precedent. In this world, this is the first time that a game has gathered so many game lovers, and it has spawned many related industries, promoting CS. Players transition from amateur to semi-professional.

Therefore, the people who are focusing on this peak game at this time are not only CS fans and fans, but also colleagues in the domestic game industry. They all want to know where Xinghuo will take this step!

The sky outside was getting dark, gorgeous follow-spots were cruising around the venue, and several high-definition cameras had already been set up. It wasn't the media, but Xinghuo himself asked someone to come and take pictures, wanting to record this moment.

Zhou Oran sat in the third row with Ou Zhengqing, who was wearing a hat and mask, because the distance between them and the three large LED screens on the left, right and front was just right.

"Your king match is quite decent!"

Ou Zhengqing whispered.

"How can you be a king if you don't look good!"

Fat Brother said arrogantly, Han Yuyun on his right had a look of disgust when he heard the words.

After the ten computers with the Xigua.com LOGO on the stage were powered on, each team sent a special person to check the equipment one by one. Of course, they would check the equipment again after a while.

At 7:30, all the lights in the venue suddenly went out, causing bursts of exclamation.

Immediately afterwards, the LOGO of Xinghuo Games lit up on the three huge LED screens in the arena, and a majestic music sounded, and then the female voice immediately followed, and immediately caught the ears of everyone in the arena!

This is Fat Brother's "original" again, inspired by For The Win in his previous life.

With the sound of the tragic female voice, the screen also switched to some wonderful shots that appeared in the King's Cup competition. Every few seconds, a shot that was densely written with the names of the participating teams flashed, but every time the names on it were on the screen. reduce.

The music became more and more urgent, the fighting became more and more intense, and the number of names decreased faster and faster. When the last eight teams were left, there were already defeated players crying bitterly on the spot!
There was a heavy drumbeat from the stereo, all the sounds stopped suddenly, and the screen was frozen on the names of the last two remaining teams.

Mars!

Chinese Guards!
"Clap clap clap clap!"

"God of War, God of War! Invincible!"

"Huaxia imperial guards, rule the world!"

While the audience below was applauding desperately, some supporters of the teams were shouting slogans desperately, holding up fluorescent boards and waving flags for their respective teams.

"Everyone, dear players, good evening, welcome to the peak of the Greater China Counter-Strike Kings Tournament. I am the host Lingling. First of all, I would like to thank Xigua.com for its strong support for this event, and secondly, thank you All of you present here and those players and friends who cannot come in person, today’s shocking event is only possible with your support, I hope everyone..."

When the host on the stage was talking, Han Yuyun quietly reached out and pinched the fat guy who was stupidly staring from ear to ear, and said viciously, "I like looking at low cuts?"

How do you want me to answer this? !This shit is a proposition!

The obscene expression on Fat Brother's face disappeared, and he said seriously: "I was just thinking, if you wear this dress, you must be ten thousand times prettier than her!"

"Humph! You are acquainted with each other!"

Miss Han snorted softly, but there was a slight smile on the corner of her mouth, she turned her head and continued to look at the stage, her left hand seemed to "accidentally" pass through Zhou Oran's arm, and half leaned on his arm.

"Let us invite the two teams of today with the warmest applause!"

The audience below shouted even harder, and the fat brother only felt that the noise made his forehead hurt. What was even more outrageous was that Ou Zhengqing who was next to him was also shouting "JianweijunJianweijun" with all his strength!
Both teams are wearing uniform uniforms, with the Counter-Strike Kings game pattern on the front, a Starfire logo on the left chest, their respective team names and team members' names on the back, and... the logo of Watermelon.com, who is it? Investor.

After the host briefly interviewed the captains of the two teams, the two sides soon sat back to their respective seats and checked the computer, keyboard, mouse, and earphones for the last time.

It’s still the map of Desert 2, the captains on both sides tossed coins, and the Guards got the Counter-Strike first, the layman watched the fun, but Zhou could see that their cooperation was no worse than that of Xinghuo, regardless of marksmanship, at least consciously he was already like him. The best I've ever seen!
Fat Brother was frowning slightly and watching the two teams fighting on the big screen, when suddenly bursts of familiar fragrance came from his nose.

Slightly looking sideways, Han Yuyun didn't know when her little head was leaning on his shoulder, her eyelids were already fighting.

Han Yuyun had been busy all day today, and she ran to get clothes for Zhou Oran to deliver. After finishing the work, she had to go back to the unit to continue working, and she was not too cold about this kind of games, and the applause from the audience became hypnotic in her ears. Divine Comedy.

The hair that sneaked out made Zhou Oran's face itchy, and there were bursts of soft touch from his arm, coupled with the fragrance, Fat Brother's thoughts began to go astray.

He didn't care what was going on on stage, who beat who to death...

(End of this chapter)