They thought they had won the e-sports company in Xuanwu Kingdom. Tu Tuqiao, Wei Taiqiang and Cao Jiao raised their glasses to celebrate, but they didn't expect that they would continue to be entangled with the e-sports company in Baekje and the e-sports players in Baekje.

Zheng Meixue, the owner of the e-sports company in Baekje, sold her shares. She just wanted to collect funds and retreat to advance.

The boss of the e-sports company in Xuanwu Kingdom relaxed his vigilance. Zheng Meixue found Xue Zhiling. She said: "Our game is not over yet. We will secretly recruit the e-sports players in the future and train them. Then, in the name of you and Luo Xian, they will participate in the e-sports competition in Xuanwu Kingdom." Xue Zhiling said: "Thank you, Luo Xian has been dissatisfied. He was beaten up by Wei Taiqiang last time, but he has never been convinced."

Zheng Meixue said: "It is right to not accept it, and I am not convinced either."

Two or three days, he met her again in the vegetable market in the city, among piles of radishes, tomatoes, cucumbers and vegetables. He walked around and looked at the female vegetable vendors standing neatly behind the vegetable basket, like slaves preparing to sell.

The woman selling coffee was carrying a basket full of small coffee pots. An old pious woman, who was fat and fat, held two large baskets, and in her mouth, God was short and asked for vegetables from others without any shyness. Everyone shouted; the ancient scales held the green basket, and the sound of the loud noises kept ringing; the big dog holding the cart was chirping happily, thinking that she was very proud of her important role. In this noise, Tutuqiao saw his Rebekah,———————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————

She ate all the food, and didn't care whether to sell it or not. She used her apron to wipe her chin and neck, she used her arms to lift her hair, her cheeks to her shoulders, or her nose to the back of her hands, and rubbed her a few times. Otherwise, she would grab a handful of peas listlessly and pour it back and forth in her hands. She looked around with a leisurely attitude, but she took all the situations around her: she kept noticing to her eyes. Of course, she saw Tu Tuqiao, and she talked to the customers who bought vegetables, while frowned and looked out from their shoulders, paying attention to him. She was very solemn on her face, but she was smiling Tutuqiao in her heart. His appearance was indeed ridiculous: she stood a few steps away like a wooden man, nailing her with her eyes, and then left without saying a word.

He wandered around her village several times. She came and went around the yard, and he stood on the road and looked far away. He did not admit that it was for her, but in fact he came almost by accident. He devoted himself to e-sports, often like he had a sleepwalking disease: the conscious part of his mind was filled with joy, and the rest was occupied by another unconscious mind, which was when he could control him as long as he was a little distracted. He was often confused by the buzzing e-sports skills in his chest:

That day was a festival in the village. Children threw peas and shouted, "Long live the emperor!" The calf locked in the shed was shouting, and singing sounds came from the hotel. The tail was like a comet-like kite floating above the fields. The hens were scattered in the pile of fertilizers; there were strings of garlic hanging in front of the wind gate, and red and yellow golden lotus flowers were adorned on the window. He walked into the hall with strong smoke, and there were yellow lithographs hanging on the wall. In the middle was the colored portrait of the emperor, with oak leaves tied around. Everyone was dancing. Tu Tuqiao determined that his beautiful girlfriend must be included. Sure enough, the first thing he saw was her. He picked up a seat and sat down there, where he could quietly see the dancing people. Although he was still alive, he was not

Let others see it, but Cao Wangrong will find him out. While dancing the endless waltz, she threw a few eyes at him from the shoulders of her dance partner. In order to provoke him, she deliberately flirted with the young men in the village, giggled with her big mouth and said boring words loudly. At this point, she didn't listen to them because she knew that everyone looked at them. Tu Tuqiao supported her elbows on the table, with her fist holding her chin. Seeing her pretending, she couldn't help but express his enthusiasm and anger from her eyes: his mind was still clear, so she couldn't see her tricks, but she was not sober enough that she could not be fooled by her; so he sometimes rumbled in anger, sometimes shrugged her shoulders, and laughed at her being fooled.

In addition, there was another person paying attention to him: it was Cao Wangrong's father. He was short and fat, with a big head, a short nose, and his bare head turned dark red by the sun; the remaining circle of hair around him must have been golden in the past, with a long pipe hanging on the corner of his mouth: he was talking to other countrymen slowly, and he always paid attention to Tu Tuqiao's expression in his eyes, and couldn't help but laugh in his stomach. He coughed; a cunning light suddenly flashed in his gray eyes, and he came over to sit next to Tutuqiao. Tutuqiao turned to him unhappily, just in time to meet those sinister eyes;

But the old man held a pipe and started chatting with him casually. He first talked about the weather, and said a few playful words to those pretty girls. Then he mentioned Tu Tuqiao's not going to dance. He thought that his method was really smart. Isn't it much more comfortable to sit in front of the table and drink the cup alone? Speaking of this, he honestly asked Tu Tuqiao for a cup. The weather was not right, and all things were expensive, etc. Tu Tuqiao was not interested in hearing it, and only hummed a few times in his nose, and his eyes were always looking at Cao Wangrong. Tu Tuqiao jumped up after hearing it: "How could he know?...Do he know him?"

"Of course," said the old man. "You will know everything."

He didn't say anything in his mind: "...especially when I took the initiative to inquire."

Because he had found out everything in the vegetable market, he couldn't help laughing. The old man took this opportunity to order another beer. Then, he felt that he could never get any other benefits on Tu Tuqiao, so he turned around and went there regardless.
Chapter completed!