Host, You're Targeted

A week before the opening of if spring national competition, some fans ran into song Zhiye in the escape center of Lvcheng secret room, and then he went on a hot search.

That night, song Zhiye, who escaped from the secret room and was still in fear, held Xu Qingdu for the whole night.

The next morning, Xu Qingdu was forced out of his dream by the sound of knocking the door before his biological clock woke up naturally.

Xu Qingdu dreamt that there was a big stone pressing himself all the time, which made him almost out of breath. The sound of knocking on the door rescued him. Only then did he find that half of his body was numb by song Zhiye.

It was Qin Dasen who knocked on the door. He banged hard and didn't know what he was doing.

"Song Zhiye! Get up for me

Xu Qingdu arched twice to call song Zhiye up, but the sleeping song Zhiye did not respond.

Qin Dashen clapped for a long time, but he didn't respond. He called the two of them again.

Xu Qingdu listened to the mobile phone on the bedside table, pulled out his only mobile wrist, touched the mobile phone and picked it up.

"Song Zhiye! Get up for me

Qin Dasen's roar reached song Zhiye's ears. He closed his eyes and slapped Xu Qingdu in the face.

As soon as Qin Dasen was about to continue to scold, he heard a crisp slap, followed by a rustling sound. Then he heard the sound of something falling from the room. Then, song Zhiye cried out.

"Oh! Brother

Xu Qingdu's voice comes from the mobile phone, which is full of impatience and irritability with a thick nasal sound. However, Xu Qingdu's voice is cold. It sounds like a kind of angry but arrogant sense of hegemony.

"What do you want me to do? The manager is looking for you outside. You go out and have a look. After reading, you roll back. You slapped me just now. I have to take it back. "

Song Zhiye got up from the ground, rubbed his aching buttocks and looked at Xu Qingdu. He had just woken up with three points of stupidity, and his face was full of confusion.

"No, brother..."

Xu Qingdu pointed to the door without expression and ordered song Zhiye to go out

Song Zhiye looked pitifully at Xu Qingdu who was lying back in his quilt. He limped to the door with his mouth pursed and opened the door with his head down.

"Wuwuwuwu..." All over his face, it was written that the poor song Zhiye changed his face when he saw Qin Dasen standing at the door. He looked at Qin Dasen blankly, "manager Qin, do you know what time it is?"

Qin Dasen put his mobile phone into his pocket and wanted to beat him when he saw his double face.

"I don't know what time it is, but I know exactly what you did last night."

Qin Dashen stamped his feet in a bit of a collapse, reached out to grab song Zhiye's ear, and was deflected away by song Zhiye.

"My wild God! When you and Qingdu went to the secret room to escape last night, the voice was too loud. It strongly attracted the attention of the players in the same chamber. Someone recognized you! Now you're on the hot spot with your "cool, handsome man around you."! Now the whole country, oh no, most people in the e-sports circle now know that you wild God is very timid. Your wild God usually controls the overall situation in the game. The handsome appearance of your wild God doesn't exist in real life. You wild God even needs to be hugged and comforted by the boys next to you. "

Song Zhiye, smiling and waving his hand, said: "praise, praise, I know I am a wild God, do not need to remind me again and again."