FCY Chapter 39

Boom (…)

Boom (…)

“Brother, you’re just looking for things to do on your day off. Why don’t you rest properly and come here to watch the All-Star game?” With the camera in front, Luo Yan still openly whispered to Cen Xi.

“I wanted to see you.” Cen Xi said with a smile. This scene made some viewers scream directly. Cen Xi’s face, when he smiled, looked just like a scumbag who bewitched others.

“Tone it down a bit.” Luo Yan glanced at the big screen, which still showed Cen Xi’s face from time to time. The organizers had earned enough from this wave of traffic. Since Cen Xi appeared, the number of online live viewers had clearly increased. Even after three years, Cen Xi’s popularity was still rising.

My brother can only smile at me alone, Luo Yan’s possessiveness exploded.

……

After the All-Star game ended, someone suggested going out for a meal together. The competition had lasted from morning to 2 PM, and many players were already hungry. Everyone was brothers, so they naturally agreed to this player’s decision. Except for a few players who had to rush back to training and left first, the others all went to a restaurant next to the venue.

“Mo Mo, it’s so unfair, your luck was so good today!” Yang Guang was still thinking about the game he had lost miserably.

“Hehe.” Mo Mo laughed twice, “This is also a kind of strength.”

“It’s infuriating, ah ah ah ah!” Yang Guang pretended to be holding back, making everyone laugh, but Yang Guang was not embarrassed by it. He was just joking and was not really angry.

The eyes of several members of the WS team all focused on Cen Xi. They still cared about the tone Cen Xi used in the All-Star game. If he didn’t know other teams, he didn’t know them. The professional career of e-sports players was short, and many teams from the same period had disbanded or declined. Many of the top-ranked teams had only emerged in recent years, but as a team that came out at the same time as SY, Cen Xi shouldn’t not recognize them, but his tone was indeed intriguing.

“Shi Shi, what’s wrong?” Luo Yan, who was sitting next to Cen Xi, naturally felt the strong gaze of the four people. Cen Xi could ignore it, but Luo Yan couldn’t.

“I have a question.” Mo Mo pretended to be thoughtful, “What exactly did Brother Xi mean by ‘this player’?”

“A polite way of speaking.” Cen Xi replied. Cen Xi didn’t have Mo Mo in his memory, so he naturally had to be polite to show his manners.

“A polite way of speaking?” The members of the WS team were even more confused. Polite? How did this feel more like talking to a stranger?

Feeling, a little awkward, Luo Yan thought.

“Brother.” Luo Yan tugged at Cen Xi’s clothes and whispered, “You used to know them and played games with them.”

No wonder they looked at me so strangely.

“My memory is a bit incomplete. If there’s anything offensive, please forgive me.” Cen Xi directly dropped a bombshell, and everyone else’s brains directly went blank.

One second, two seconds, three seconds…

“Amnesia!” WS’s Xin Huo said in disbelief the two words he couldn’t believe, “Brother Xi, are you kidding me? You always liked to tease people for no reason. No way, right?”

But Cen Xi still looked at Huo Zi with a serious face. This expression was different from before. When Cen Xi was exposed before, he would use a smile to reveal his joke.

“Really lost his memory?” Huo Zi stiffly looked at Luo Yan. Teammates would know the situation better, and Luo Yan wouldn’t lie about such an important matter.

Luo Yan nodded.

Huo Zi’s brain exploded, along with the brains of many other people.