Chen Bin looked at him with a smile, looking at his twinkling eyes.

Just like the Nine-tailed Fox has never been disbanded and is still standing on the championship podium...

Chen Bin's mouth was raised, but his eyes looked like a smile rather than a smile. When he looked closely, he had no emotion, as if he was just looking at a tree, a cloud, or a ball of air.

Du Zitao's eyes quickly swept behind Chen Bin.

The blue and white eyes were very interesting, and the golden light mirror on the bridge of his nose made his eyes sometimes bright and sometimes dark.

Behind Lan Bai, there was a boy who looked a little thin, with a confused look on his face. The figure next to the boy surprised Du Zitao - isn't it LUNA?

In addition to sword battles, Du Zitao also has some understanding of professional players in other games.

Especially a beautiful woman like the LUNA goddess.

But how could LUNA be by Chen Bin and the others...

Looking back, a young man wearing a pink shirt and sunglasses on his head like a hat, playing with an exquisite knife in his hand, looking straight at him, his eyes revealing his fierce light, Du Zitao had no doubt that this man had killed someone, but he really had killed someone.

The one who fell to the end was a ridiculous boy. When Du Zitao looked at him, he felt like he was a bystander who had watched the "room service" incident throughout the whole process.

After Du Zitao quickly looked at the person behind Chen Bin, his heart was already filled with storms...

What to do?

Why do everyone carry or carry the peripheral bag?

There is only one type of person who comes to the Long Island Rose Hotel with his peripheral bag - who comes to participate in the competition.

But, what game do they compete?

"Hmph? Why don't you talk?" Du Zitao looked at Chen Bin who was walking over without hesitation, and gestured behind him to signal the photographer behind him to turn on the recording urgently...

"What do you want me to say?" Chen Bin saw the camera right and knew that he could not retreat, so he simply turned around and asked Du Zitao with a smile.

"Answer my question, why did the captain of a disbanded team appear at the Rose Hotel in Long Island? Isn't that too strange?"

"Ha, as a reporter," Chen Bin quickly glanced at the breastplate on Du Zitao's chest, raised an index finger and said, "Ha, ha, ha..."

Chen Bin laughed dryly three times, everything was silent.

As a reporter, I saw a topic like Chen Bin appearing in Long Island Rose, but I don’t know why...

What is not a failed reporter?

Of course, Chen Bin wouldn't say it.

There are only three words hahaha, Du Zitao understands it.

"Uh, what does Team Chen mean?" An assistant reporter next to him didn't understand. He was willing to miss this opportunity, so he came up with an interview pen.

"Captain Chen means to figure out why we are here," Lan Bai took over Chen Bin's words, "That's your job, and we won't affect your job anymore. Goodbye!"

As he said that, Chen Bin, Lan Bai and others, with the Mecha behind him, heading deep into the garden.

The photojournalist and several assistant reporters who were busy booting up the computer finally took pictures of their backs...

The reporters looked at each other.

When they saw Chen Bin, they hadn't reacted yet. After all, Du Zitao was old and had a quick reaction, so he caught this moment.

But, looking back, what did you catch?

It seems that only Chen Bin and the others were photographed in the camera, and what else is left...

Did Chen Bin say anything meaningful? It seems to be just three words, ha, ha, ha.

"That... Senior Zitao, are we catching big news?" an intern reporter asked excitedly.

"What big news!" Du Zitao grabbed the paper and pen on the intern reporter's hand and threw it on the ground. "It's all looked down upon, but I can't see it?"

"Uh...but," the intern reporter quickly squatted on the ground to pick up his pen and paper. "No matter what, we may be the first reporters to come into contact with the great master Chen Bin. He disappeared for more than two months, we..."

"Go back to the room to organize the press release!" Du Zitao interrupted him.

"Ah?" The intern reporter's eyes were full of stars.

Organize the press release? Just rely on the three words "hahaha"?

But what kind of press release can be sorted out in three words...

The photojournalist quickly pushed him: "Go quickly, I'm giving you a chance."

The intern reporter still didn't react.

An assistant reporter next to him couldn't stand it anymore and whispered a reminder: "Have you never written a essay on the topic? Hahaha, the three words contain disrespect and irony to us. Let's mention the past, look forward to the future, paste some information, make up some guesses, how can you say a few thousand words? "

The intern reporter's eyes suddenly widened...

Just three words, can this be done?

The seniors have already raised their points and got the position, and Du Zitao has left long ago, leaving him alone, standing there, meditating for a long time.

...

Du Zitao returned to the hotel room, and the more he thought about it, the worse it was.

Hasn’t Chen Bin fallen into the quagmire?

Why did you see him again? A group of energetic young people appeared beside him...

Where did they all come out?

Du Zitao thought about one, but didn’t know him, he thought about the second one, but he didn’t know him, but he still didn’t know him.

There has always been a devil living in Du Zitao's heart.

Chen Bin and his new friends, the young and energetic smiles made his heart ached faintly.

When Du Zitao was a professional player in his early years, the e-sports environment was not good. He suffered a lot. Seeing that the e-sports environment improved, King and others became stars one by one, gained attention one by one, and made transformation one by one, and were incredibly glorious...

But he is still the same him.

It was still the Du Zitao who achieved nothing.

The scenery never seemed to favor him...

He has nothing except getting older!

You know, he was a very early professional gamer, so how could he be inferior to these juniors?

Every time Du Zitao looks at Ye Jiaoyang and the others' brilliant smiles in the spotlight, the devil in his heart grows bigger and bigger...

Why? Why can this group of contestants who have never suffered any hardships, are completely ignorant of the world, and do not even understand modesty and respect for the old seniors, be sought after by so many fans?

Among the four main gods in the Sword War professional circle, except for Qin Qianlu of the Berserker Team who gave him a little better view, the other three made him angry.

Chen Bin, the captain of the Nine-Tailed Fox, has always ignored him since he was now no longer the captain of the championship team, but he still has his nose and his eyes.

The captain of the God-killing Temple and Fang Chenqiu, who is known as the number one air combat master of sword warfare, has never had a good face to him. The only expression he had when he saw him was a sneer.

The captain of the Red Nest, Ye Jiaoyang, was even more disgusting. He actually...he actually created some room service and gathered people to tease his character!

Fortunately, among the four main gods, there is finally another one, Qin Qianlu, who is a good person...

Du Zitao felt a little more comfortable when he thought of Qin Qianlu.

However, I always feel that Qin Qianlu smiled at him out of politeness and had no respect in his heart.

Du Zitao was strolling back and forth by the window while thinking about it.

It is purely a casual matter to ask the intern reporter to write articles...

If he could figure out what Chen Bin came here with a huge crowd and was doing, then the intern reporter's manuscript would naturally not be used.

Only when he didn't understand it, that manuscript could be used.

That's right, you have to figure it out!

The Nine-Tailed Fox Team has been disbanded, so you can't still come to participate in the competition, right?

Du Zitao thought about it...

Then, Hu Hui called the former manager of the Nine-Tailed Fox Team, and now the experience of the Zhange Team was Hu Hui.

Hu Hui is a rare person in the circle and treats Du Zitao as a person.

As soon as I answered Du Zitao's call, Hu Hui could hear a smile in his voice: "Oh, Zitao? Have you arrived at the CES center?"

Du Zitao listened to Hu Hui's voice and felt relieved. He cleared his throat twice before saying, "Xiaohui, I'm here at Changdao Rose. When will your people arrive? I'll give you an exclusive interview."

"Oh yo, that's of course good. Nie Yan and the others will arrive at eight or nine o'clock in the evening. I'll give you the room number at that time." Hu Hui became interested when he heard the interview. "Our team made its debut in the CES Professional League, so I'll ask you to give them more tips."

"That's natural, I will definitely help them," Du Zitao's more and more comfortable listening, "Oh, by the way. I'm quite strange about something. Please tell me if you know..."

"Ha, are there anything else you don't know? Let's hear it." Hu Hui said.

"I met Chen Bin and Lan Bai in Changdao Rose today, and there were a few people I didn't know..."

"What?" The cup in Hu Hui's hand almost fell to the ground, "Chen Bin? Which team did he go to? Why don't I know?"

"Chen Bin has disappeared for more than two months. If he had joined the team, there would have been news." Du Zitao sighed. It seemed that Chen Bin's old boss didn't know his whereabouts.

"Then what you mean is... which team he didn't join?" Hu Hui asked uncertainly.
To be continued...