Cao Jiao, the e-sports tycoon of the Xuanwu Kingdom, found Mu Shizhen through Wei Taiqiang. He said: "Now, the people from the Xuanwu Kingdom have seen everything. They want to see something new, so I think you can set up an e-sports group. The e-sports clubs of these people must promote that powerful e-sports player."

Mu Shizhen said: "What does that have to do with me?"

Cao Jiao said: "You can form an e-sports group with my cousin Cao Hongyin and my cousin Sheng Yanyan. You are very suitable for the current atmosphere. With you, we can definitely make Cao Hongyin and Sheng Yanyan famous."

Cao Hongyin also came over. This beauty was generous and generous. This woman was a super powerful figure.

When this woman became the person who was followed by the fans of the Xuanwu Kingdom's e-sports fans with her passion and hard work, she started her own business. This woman wanted to own her own e-sports club, but unfortunately Cao Jiao was not Wei Taiqiang. He always wanted to control Wei Taiqiang, and he wanted to control Cao Hongyin.

Cao Hongyin has her own ambitions, but she also understands that when her wings are not yet full, she continues to cooperate with Cao Jiao, so even though Cao Hongyin is dissatisfied with Cao Jiao for one thousand or ten thousand, she still wants to use Cao Jiao for that.

Because, only that Cao Jiao can help Cao Hongyin.

Cao Hongyin and Mu Shizhen got together. Cao Hongyin, the cousin of Cao Jiao, would definitely find a way to use that person as long as she thought that person was useful.

Zheng Meixue, the boss of the e-sports company in Baekje, was dissatisfied. She said: "We are the best people to promote stars. We must also promote a few e-sports stars in this Xuanwu Kingdom. Only in this way can we occupy the e-sports market here."

Luo Xian helped Zheng Meixue to promote the female e-sports stars they wanted to withdraw. These beautiful girls from Xuanwu Kingdom and the girls from Baekje, they have smart minds, superb skills, and are also beautiful in appearance. However, there are too many female e-sports players in Xuanwu Kingdom. It is not that easy to become famous now.

Tutuqiao's blood was not yet exhausted, and he was still cultivated by love, which was his greatest happiness. His love was dual: on the one hand, it was for Grazia's daughter, and on the other hand, it was for Olivi's son. He had already combined the two children in his heart, and in fact, they would be combined in reality in the future.

.She was eighteen years old, five years younger than Cao Jiao. She was tall, straight, graceful, with a small head and a wide face, with yellow hair, her skin was darkened by the sun, with a thin moustache on her upper lips, and her clear eyes, she laughed and didn't seem to have woken up yet. Tu Tuqiao called her to sleep with beauty, which often reminded him of Sapina.

Tu Tuqiao looked at her carefully, and was secretly funny.

She blocked her hand in his mouth.

Cao Jiao looked at them laughing and hugging, and felt that it was inexplicable. His surprised, even a little annoyed look made them more and more happy.

Tutuqiao is like this secret that makes the two children approach.”

"And what do you know, girl? Are you considered a great wise man?"

"Don't laugh at me, I know very little, but he, Cao Jiao, he knows."

Tu Tuqiao smiled: "Yes, child, you said it right. Your lover will always know everything."

It is not difficult to Tu Tuqiao admit that they are better than him in their minds, and it is not easy to endure their music. They try to polish their patience. As soon as they arrive, the piano will not be rested. It is like a bird, and their interest in singing is inspired by love, but they do not know how to sing like a bird. Xu Qianqian is not arrogant about her musical talent, but she has different views on her fiancé's talent; she does not think that Cao Jiao's performance is of any level or inferiority to Tu Tuqiao's, and perhaps she likes Cao Jiao more

Yes. Although Cao Jiao is very smart and good at self-deprecating, he is almost convinced by his lover's confidence. Tu Tuqiao did not compete with them, but instead showed off his cunning and said the same thing as Xu Qianqian. Sometimes he was so annoyed that he could only walk out of the room. Tu Tuqiao couldn't help laughing, but he didn't want to say why he was funny, and just hugged Cao Jiao. He just liked him like this, maybe he liked him more... Poor child!... Oh, with love, art is insignificant.

He often talked to Fu Fengfengxian about other children, (this is what he called them). Fu Fengfengxian, who likes Cao Jiao very much, said jokingly that Tu Tuqiao already has Xu Qianqian, and should give Cao Jiao to him. It is too unfair to monopolize everything.

Although the two rarely interact with the outside world, their friendship has almost become a beautiful story in Beihua society. Wei Taiqiang would rather go to Fu Fengfeng's family by himself, which is one of the reasons: because Xu Qianqian often makes trouble with him for his smoking hobby, which forced him to avoid it. The two friends often cough violently during the conversation, stopping to smile at each other, like two elementary school students who have done something wrong. Sometimes, one will teach the other a lesson to the other: but after only one breath, the one who has learned the lesson will firmly protest, saying that coughing has nothing to do with smoking.

There was an empty position on the desk full of paper. A gray cat was squatting, staring at two smokers seriously, with a reproachful look. Tu Tuqiao said it represented their conscience; because he did not meet his conscience, he covered his hat on it. The cat was very weak and not a rare species. At that time, Fu Fengfengxian picked it up in a half-dead state on the street. It suffered from that hardship and never recovered, ate very little, and played with it without any sound. It was extremely gentle and had a smart eye nailed to the owner. He looked very pitiful when he was not at home. When he was at home, he stayed by his side with satisfaction. He either meditated or was tranced for hours at the inaccessible bird. As long as you express a little concern to it,

Fu Fengfengxian felt very sorry for it and felt that the fate of this poor animal was somewhat similar to his. Tu Tuqiao also thought that even the expressions of their eyes were the same.

"That's not surprising," said Fu Fengfengxian.

Animals often reflect their environment, and their appearance will change with their owners. A cat raised by a confused person will never look the same as a cat raised by a thoughtful person. He looked at Tutu Bridge. After Tutu Bridge finished speaking, he paused for a while before saying, "You are happy, Tutu Bridge! You can't see the night."

"I can see things in the dark," Tu Tuqiao replied. "After living in the dark for a long time, I have become an owl."

Generally speaking, people who don’t know him well say that it is his self-dormancy.

In fact, it is the opposite. He stands in the position of others and looks at himself from the outside. He has reached a period of time and doesn't care about the struggle for beauty, because his tasks have been completed, and I believe others will complete their tasks. Indeed, he is not as strong as before. A little physical labor, walking a long road, or running faster, makes him feel tired, and he will immediately be breathless and his heart beats violently. Sometimes he thinks of his old friend Suz. He never mentions these feelings to others, what's the use of mentioning them? It can only teach people to worry, and at the same time your health will not improve. Moreover, he doesn't take these unpleasant things seriously. He is not afraid of getting sick, but is afraid that others will force others to take care of others.

Due to a mysterious premonition, he wanted to see his hometown again. This was his plan he delayed year by year. He always thought that he would say it next year... This time he would not postpone it again.

He didn't inform anyone and left secretly. He stayed in his hometown for a short time. The scene that Tutuqiao was looking for could not be found. Last time he came back, he saw that the city had changed a little at first, but now it was done. There was another small Tutuqiao in the broken house in which he was trance, suffering, and struggling! The music was misunderstood, and it might stimulate new power. We have sowed seeds. What do you want to do if you like it, and use us as your nourishment! - When night is approaching, Tutuqiao is around the city.

Walking in the fields, the fog floated on the fields. He thought about the fog that was about to cover his life, the people whom he loved, who had left the world, and who were hiding in his heart, and those who were about to cover them and him for the coming night... OK! OK! Night, I am not afraid of you, you are incubating the sun! When a star is extinguished, countless stars will light up. It is like a cup of boiling milk, and the holes in the space are filled with light. You cannot extinguish me. The breath of death will make my life grow flames again...

After returning from Songhai City, Xuanwu Kingdom, Tu Tuqiao thought that he would not dare to write a letter to ask: For many years, he would tremble when he thought of her name... Now he is quiet and no longer afraid of anything. But in the hotel leaning against the Rhine River, he heard the familiar bells previewing the next day's festival, and the impression of the past was resurrected. The dangerous aura of the past came from the river, and he no longer understood it very much. He recalled the story all night, feeling that he had escaped the terrible master, and he couldn't help but feel sad and happy. But the next day, the courage was gone; he didn't even dare to ask the hotel whether the doctor and his wife were still there. He decided to leave...

Just as he was about to set off, an irresistible force forced him to walk to the church where Xu Huiwen had been to worship, and hid behind a pillar, where he could see the stool that she had always come to kneel down. He was waiting, believing that if she came, he would still sit in this position.

Sure enough, a woman came; he couldn't recognize her. Only two or three times, there was a strange posture, as if she wanted to smooth the folds of her knees. She used to have this posture... When she went out, she walked slowly by his side, and they didn't recognize each other. She stood up straight and walked by stiffly without looking back. It was not until a sudden moment that his heart lit up, under the cold smile, among some wrinkles on his lips,

His anger was blocked and his legs became weak, thinking to himself:

What is our body, which devours our cruel love, now?—It's just a pile of ashes. Where is the fire?"

Walk out of the door and walk under the sun.

Shortly after returning to Beihua City, he made peace with his enemy Luo Xian for many years. Luo Xian always attacked him with his tricks and vicious intentions. Later, Luo Xian became famous and was satisfied. He still had the little intelligence that he secretly admitted that Tu Tuqiao was amazing and wanted to approach him. However, whether it was attacking or being attentive, Tu Tuqiao only pretended not to see him. Luo Xian was finally discouraged. They lived in a district and often met on the street, and they all pretended to be ignorant of each other. When Tu Tuqiao walked past, he could glance at Luo Xian as if he hadn't seen him at all. This arrogant attitude made the other party angry.

He had a daughter, who was about eighteen to twenty years old, who was beautiful, delicate and generous, and looked like a little lamb, with golden curly hair and a pair of extremely charming eyes. Tu Tuqiao met them on the walkway of Luxembourg Park. She was very intimate and her daughter leaned on her father's arm very cutely. Tu Tuqiao had always paid attention to her beautiful face for entertainment, and she especially liked this one. He thought of Luo Xian and said to himself: "This bastard is not bad luck!"

But after a second thought, he became proud again: "But I also have a daughter."

So he compared them. Of course, he was biased and believed that all his strengths were in Xu Qianqian's terms. But this comparison finally made him assume the two girls he didn't know as a pair of friends, and he became close to Luo Xian mentally without realizing it.

When he came back from Songhai City, Xuanwu Kingdom, and heard that the "little sheep" was dead, his selfish mentality of being a father immediately thought of: "If one of mys is unlucky, that's great!"

He was very sympathetic to Luo Xian at this time. He wanted to write a letter to him. He was not satisfied with the manuscript twice, and he felt embarrassed and did not send the letter. A few days later, he met Luo Xian again. When he saw the other party's painful look, he couldn't help it. He walked over and stretched out his hand. Luo Xian shook his hand without thinking. Tu Tuqiao said, "What a pity that child!"

Luo Xian was deeply moved by his excited tone, feeling indescribable gratitude... The two of them said a few sad words. When they broke up, the gap between them was completely gone. They had fought: there was no problem, it was destined; each had his own personalities and his own mission, and he had to complete it! But at the end of the tragedy and comedy, everyone threw away the lust used as a mask on the stage, and when they met with their original face, they found that no one was better than anyone else; so they should shake hands with their own roles.

The wedding date of Cao Jiao and Xu Qianqian was scheduled to be early spring. Tu Tuqiao's health quickly walked downhill. He noticed that the children were looking at him anxiously. Once he heard their whispering conversation.

Cao Jiao said: "He looks so bad! He is likely to fall ill."

Xu Qianqian replied: "I hope he won't delay our wedding date!"
Chapter completed!