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Chapter Twenty

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    Zhu Qing'an was wearing headphones, and the voice from the video was amplified countless times in his ears¡ª¡ª

    He is very familiar with this voice.

    The audience's shouts, warm and passionate

    What came into view was a stage that was countless times larger than the one in the studio.

    The spotlights converge on the center of the stage, and the bustling crowd is below the stage.

    Zhu Qing'an was a little puzzled.

    Now, there will be no such show format in Empire.

    Generally, the audience is at home and watches the live broadcast of the holographic performance through the Internet.  Will not go to the real meeting hall in person.  The stage and auditorium are just things to create the atmosphere.  The audience's screams and encouragement will no longer exist, replaced by barrage and rewards.

    Unless it was two or three hundred years ago when holographic live broadcast was not implemented.

    The auditorium gradually became dark, and the audience fell silent.

    Next.  The people who appeared on Nuo Da's stage made Zhu Qing'an's pupils shrink even more.

    That was Qin Hengyi.

    Very young and immature, even younger than the current Zhu Qing'an.

    He was wearing a white suit, holding a brown wooden guitar, with a smile on his handsome face.

    The eyes are as blue as the blue sky.

    The audience was boiling.

    Deafening voices resounded through the hall.

    When Zhu Qing'an was looking forward to what song Qin Hengyi would sing, the video suddenly changed to an angle.

    The dark room is full of oppressive and gloomy atmosphere.

    The brown wooden guitar that the blond boy was holding earlier was thrown into the burning stove in the corner with both hands.

    The microphone was also smashed hard on the ground, torn apart.

    The young man stood in a dark and narrow corner, his blond hair was stained with soot, hanging limply in front of his forehead, his body seemed to be scarred.

    A very strange female voice sounded: "You are not human, don't fix these things for me. Do your job well!"

    The female voice was very sharp, and Zhu Qing'an was wearing earphones again. The moment the voice sounded, his eardrums hurt from being pierced.

    The blond boy in the video seemed to be stimulated, stood up abruptly, and walked towards the person who made the sound

    The video is everywhere.

    No one knows what happened next.

    Zhu Qing'an only got a few information points.

    ¡ª¡ªQin Hengyi's memory background happened three or four hundred years ago.

    ¡ª¡ªQin Hengyi wanted to be a singer when he was very young, but he failed forever.

    ¡ª¡ªQin Hengyi is not human.

    Zhu Qing'an: ""

    Somehow.

    The figure of the young Qin Hengyi kneeling in the corner kept reappearing in his mind.

    He suddenly wanted to travel through hundreds of years and hug that boy who was much younger than him.

    The boy's blue eyes are beautiful and gentle, like a barking blue sky.

    It's not as oppressive and gloomy as it is now stained red with blood.

    A text box pops up on the game interface.

    [Congratulations on viewing Lover's Memory Fragment 02!  ¡¿

    ¡¾As an interactive encouragement, the system will change the game background for your lover!  ¡¿

    Very good.

    Zhu Qing'an's lips were stained with a smile.

    He finallydoesn't have to face that pink room.

    This system should not change to a more eye-catching background than before.

    He is waiting.

    ¡¾Due to the newly replaced game background, new features have been added!  The system needs temporary maintenance and upgrade!  Please log in after 48 hours!  ¡¿

    Zhu Qing'an: ""

    It feels like eating half-eaten and being snatched away.

    He was helpless, took off his earphones, and returned to reality.

    After being exposed for all the bad things he had done, He Yun stood there with a pale face, unable to utter a word.

    Because what he did triggered the imperial law, the police had come to the venue and took him away on the spot.

    Not only was his acting career ruined, but his entire being was ruined.

    When He Yun was taken away, he looked back at Zhu Qing'an.

    Very painful and regretful

    The award ceremony returns to the topic.

    The host began to present awards to the top performers in the popularity rankings of this draft.

    The rankings are awarded from low to high, and only the top ten are awarded.

    The top seven are all singingIn sharp contrast.

    [This is the boss!]  Someone should stop racking their brains to frame An An!  An An doesn't care at all!  !  ¡¿

    ¡¾Buddhist boss.jpg¡¿

    ¡¾Hehe, is He Yun doing well in prison?  ~~¡¿

    The little fans were too enthusiastic, Zhu Qing'an chuckled helplessly.

    Suddenly, a strange entertainment company called.  He paused and connected the communication.

    ¡ª¡ªEmpire Snowline Esports Company.

    Invited him to participate in a recent large-scale game competition, mainly playing the game "Jedi".

    When that e-sports company was on the verge of bankruptcy.  Take out all the deposits in the company, organize a game competition, and invite major e-sports players.

    Although Zhu Qing'an is not an e-sports player, he is a popular figure recently.  So are also invited.

    If this game is held successfully, it can bring a lot of popularity to that company, and the company's stock market will not fall again.

    If it fails, the company will be completely bankrupt.

    Whether success or failure depends on this.

    After hearing this, Zhu Qing'an frowned.

    Xuexian E-sports company begged him to join with the final deposit, and it also made it clear

    ¡ª¡ªWhether he can win the game or not, he can bring a certain amount of popularity to the company.  He doesn't have to worry that he can't play games, he just needs to be a mascot.

    and.  For Zhu Qing'an, playing games is not like singing. As an artist, he is very easy to get started.

    Zhu Qing'an likes to play most of the leisurely development games, not competitive games, and he knows nothing about such games.

    Besides, to become a professional e-sports player, they are all masters in the game world.  Dealing with them is not something that can be learned overnight.

    Xuexian E-sports company was afraid that Zhu Qing'an would not agree, and said: "If you are afraid of losing the game, you can find an opponent to help you. The game "Jedi" allows two people to fight in teams."

    Zhu Qing'an was taken aback for a moment: "Okay, let me see"

    A joyful and surprised laugh came from Guangnao: "Thank you."

    Zhu Qing'an hung up the light brain, fell on the bed, wrapped herself into a roll with the quilt, and curled up into a ball.

    It is not good for him to refuse the other party's request.

    After all, he is one of the opponent's life-saving straws, or the most important one

    Zhu Qingan huddled under the blanket, only showing half of her head.  He flipped through the list aimlessly, looking for his future teammates.

    Not only do he have few friends, but they are all very busy people who are too busy.  He has no time to play this kind of energy-consuming game, and will not take the time to play with Zhu Qing'an at all.

    ¡ª¡ªThe only person he can turn to for help is his teacher.

    He wasn't sure if the other party knew how to play games.

    But even if the opponent can fight.

    It is also impossible to beat those e-sports masters who have been playing for more than ten years, and they will still lose embarrassingly.

    But it's better than no team.

    He poked open the communication and asked tentatively.

    He has asked the teacher for help a lot before, and the teacher does not ask for payment.  He was really sorry.

    In order to express her sincerity, Zhu Qing'an sent a voice communication.

    The boy's voice was very gentle and soft, like a ball of freshly baked butter cake, covered with fragrant and warm cream.  Very tempting.

    Especially when calling others "teacher" and "sir" respectfully and earnestly

    "Teacher, can you play games?"

    "Teacher, whatever you wantI can give it to you."

    There was a ding-dong sound.

    The other party replied.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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