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Not only Chen Bin and Yongye, the reporters, professional players, and the audience watching the live broadcast, all stared at Ye Jiaoyang's smiling face.

The cold scene lasted for ten seconds...

Yongye felt the tension of the atmosphere outside the screen, and skills such as "ice palms" and "deadly scissors legs" were unconsciously rushing out.

However, Ye Jiaoyang didn't give up any skills.

For ten seconds, he kept staring at the Du reporter standing in the press room with a very affectionate, affectionate and terrifying look.

Gaze affectionately...

Kaka, the flashlights at the scene seemed to have been guided by some kind of guidance, all flashed towards the reporter!

The reporter's face turned red and white, because according to the etiquette of Jian Zhan's interview, the reporter's microphone in his hand would not sit down before leaving his hands.

If the microphone is off, it means that you have entered the next mic. The reporters behind you can ask, and the contestants can completely ignore the previous question.

What to do? Give up the problem?

All the cameras pointed at the reporter, and they all pulled the camera closer together, giving a large close-up like the size of a coffee table!

The reporter suddenly felt in a dilemma...

Neither standing nor sitting, nor sitting, his face can change three times within a second.

Ye Jiaoyang's smile became deeper and he continued to stare without blinking.

Yongye was already stunned. He stared at the person motionless for dozens of seconds. Is it a special sarcasm that he had practiced?

Fifteen seconds, twenty seconds...

The reporter finally handed over his microphone awkwardly after twenty-five seconds.

"No! Can you be a reporter like this?" Yongye was surprised to see this result, "It's far worse than the girl from the Honey Wong!! Where is the confrontation? What about the verbal slap? How could he be killed like this... by a look of eyes?"

"Well, there is no need to say much at critical moments. Whoever is thick-skinned will win!" Chen Bin nodded.

"That...Captain Chen! Although I know, you don't like these two people, but... you don't want to be so serious about black people..." Yongye rolled his eyes. He was very challenging when fighting with the tabloid reporter.

The reporter was still the focus of attention after sitting down. After not long after he stood up, he got up and left.

Ye Jiaoyang still stared at...

Until, watching the reporter leave the seat.

Looking at the pitiful figure who disappeared at the end of the backlight, Ye Jiaoyang reluctantly cleared his throat, reached out to lift the hair in front of his eyebrows, and raised his eyes and smiled at the reporters all over the audience.

"Sorry, "I thought about the question just now for a long time..." Ye Jiaoyang seemed to have nothing happened, and his voice came out lightly.

All the reporters were in a mess of black lines. Is Ye Jiaoyang going to answer?

However, the person who asked was already watched by him!!

The reporters who know Ye Jiaoyang all showed a sense of superiority. They knew that the Red Nest captain rarely rejected the reporter's questions and fans' requirements.

Therefore, the more sharp the question is output directly to the face, the less Ye Jiaoyang will not avoid it and will definitely answer it!

When Chen Bin heard Ye Jiaoyang's words, he smiled and shook his head and patted the table twice. He was too lazy to watch the live broadcast anymore, so he turned his eyes and continued to level up.

However, Yongye's eyes were still staring at Xiaoya's screen...

In the live broadcast, Ye Jiaoyang laughed and said slowly: "The question I asked was very good. But... retired? I thought about it for a long time and I really couldn't come up with an answer that satisfies everyone..."

"..." Yongye continued to be surprised, which was also an answer.

"As we all know, I am a person with no plans. I can go wherever I go. Maybe I will fight sword battles all my life, or maybe one day I suddenly don't want to fight and suddenly retire..."

With Ye Jiaoyang's personality, no one will find it strange even if he announces his retirement tomorrow.

Anyway, I may come back the day after tomorrow...

Ye Jiaoyang chuckled, his voice dispersed and distant: "I don't have the love of games like Chen Bin. He is very stubborn about what he wants. He doesn't look back when he hits his head. But I am afraid of pain, impatient, and it's difficult to calm down and do something seriously. So, all I can do is to show my short-term wonderfulness and splendor to those who like me..."

A brief splendor.

Gorgeous for those who like him!

Should we say whether we can do whatever we want or not have any sense of responsibility?

This is the problem that everyone is attracted by their own eyes!

Those who like Ye Jiaoyang will be crazy about him, and those who don’t like him will hate him to the core.

"Okay, let's not talk about this anymore! It's still interesting," Ye Jiaoyang smiled, and he didn't use his eyes to kill the reporter in seconds. He smiled, "Actually, I didn't answer for a long time, because I thought a lot about this question, for example, what will I do after I retire? Move a small stool, set up a stall on the side of the road... and help people write couplets? Let Chen Bin come to grind ink for me, what do you think about this? "

"I think so well... I'll write couplets in cursive way, so I'd better wait to starve to death." Chen Bin glanced at the location of the small window, and smiled while responding casually.

"Caint?" Yongye glanced at Chen Bin.

"Yes, grass." Chen Bin nodded.

Ye Jiaoyang can write extremely elegant cursive script.

Of course, the so-called elegance is the evaluation given to him by Ye Jiaoyang’s fans...

If you ask Chen Bi, you will be able to evaluate it, it means that even ghosts can’t understand it!

However, Chen Bin had to admit that Ye Jiaoyang's pen has a flavor, not any copying style, but a self-contained style, with his own openness and freedom that belongs only to him.

"That...Captain Chen, can I ask a more private question?" Yongye raised his hand.

"Private question?" Chen Bin bit the accent of the two private ones and looked at the Eternal Night Demon Moon thoughtfully.

"Well, your eyes, eyes... pay attention to integrity!! I don't mean that!" Yongye was sweating profusely and said hurriedly, "I just want to ask. Does Ye Jiaoyang want to write couplets? How much does he earn in a year?"

"I remember that the Red Nest's captain's contract seemed to be a renewal fee of 200,000 yuan per year, plus a monthly salary of 30,000 yuan," Chen Bin recalled, "Ye Jiaoyang's bonus share last year, endorsement fee, advertising, and surrounding areas, totaling 1,760,000 yuan. It's about 20,000 yuan a year..."

"Uh... no? He claims to have a brand value of over 100 million?" Yongye's impression of being a top god like this would not be the only income in a year.

Chen Bin smiled and said, "Then I still claim that the brand is worth one billion. In fact, who can really pack and consign yourself? Hongneng operated it very early, and the Nine-tailed Fox team members can get less than one-tenth of him."

Yongye pointed at his finger speechlessly.

Such a top god, such as Chen Bin, and Ye Jiaoyang, must have signed a contract worth tens of millions a year, and stomped his feet casually, causing the collapse of the consortium and the role of a financial crisis. That's right!

The gap between imagination and facts is indeed very big!

"Okay, level up. Ridiculous is online too!" As he said that, Chen Bin glanced at the small window for the third time.

...

It was already 11:15, and there was still no news of the rise in the small window.

If Pingbing Qingyun wants to negotiate terms for tonight's battlefield, it shouldn't be too late.

It has only been eight and a half hours since I opened the camp choice!

It seems that Pingbu Qingyun is not going to come to him and make any transactions.

The presidents of major guilds have come to an end to this minority decision, and the small windows to find news to zero have gradually decreased.

Only the red dragonfly asked unwillingly.

Although players choose Song or Jin Fang on the battlefield freely, the system must also ensure that the number of people on both sides does not exceed fifty people, otherwise the number of people will be too large, which will directly lead to a crushing number.

So, Zero said that the side with fewer people is just based on the consideration of easy entry...

Pingbu Qingyun did not participate in this "minority" war, nor even tried to win over any guild and form any guild alliance to fight against Zero Point.

Because, now he is following Feng Xiaoyanran to determine a more critical issue than Zero Point!

"Are you sure that God Nie Yan will be online tonight? Will he bring all the players in the Battle Ge online?!"

"Yeah!" Feng Xiaoyanran nodded, "We don't have to talk nonsense to Zero. Zero and those guilds that are eager to rely on the Nine-tailed Fox will fall into a big deal this time!"

"Confirm? Really sure?" Pingbu Qingyun's eyes were dizzy with joy...

"Haha, don't worry, I'm reliable in doing things! Team Nie made an appointment with me for lunch, and I'll go downstairs to see him later... If there is no accident, ten people in the Zhange team, including the leader, will be there tonight!"

The whole team! The whole team!!

With tears in his eyes, he wanted to open a bottle of wine to celebrate immediately, and his career in the new district finally ushered in a turning point.

I was so happy that my lips were numb, and my eyes were white and black. If I hadn't experienced it myself, I would never have felt it...

Pingbu Qingyun shivered his lips, just wanting to say one thing-he made the right choice!

As it turns out, his choice was right, and he couldn't be better!!

The professional team captain takes all team members and guilds to the battlefield, which is rare even in the first area.

Nie Yan's handwriting is big enough, powerful enough, cruel enough, and direct enough!

"I never thought that the battlefield today is not an ordinary battlefield..." Feng Xiaoyanran raised her head and said proudly to Pingbiao Qingyun.

"Ha, that's it," Pingbu Qingyun felt a depressed breath that had been holding on for more than a month, and was released at once. "They made themselves into a minority, just to ensure that Zero O'clock enters them and win the final victory. However, they never thought that in the same camp as Zero O'clock, what rewards can they give them? There is no one left in the slag!"

"You haven't found any change points, that's why?" Feng Xiaoyanran really admired his calmness.

"Well, this is on the one hand, on the other hand... I can pull the Red Nest's allies and the Berserk Guild into our side."

"Ah!!" The Brutal War Guild is the first PVP Guild. If you pull them to the side of yours, it will be no worse than the same camp as the Nine-Tailed Fox.

"Think about it, what are the logic of these presidents now, the logic of the weak! Even I thought about it for a long time but couldn't figure out what they were doing, let alone the Thunder Dawn, the president of the Brutal War! Look, the Brutal War Guild will never wait for the Nine-tailed Fox to choose the camp, and will enter the battlefield first!"

"I understand..." Feng Xiaoyanran nodded a few times, "But I hope now that I am not in the same camp as Zero Dom!!"

"I also hope to be out of the same camp as him! Although I have no interest in killing people, it depends on who is killing!" Pingbu Qingyun died in silence for a month and finally broke out in silence!

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