Eat a chicken [e-sports]

Chapter 36

"Who killed the last one?" Zhu Meng knew clearly that he just opened the mirror and saw that person before he had time to shoot.

"It's me." Qufu said out loud.

Zhu Meng said from the heart: "It's amazing."

"You too."

"See you in the spring election."

The tentative business bragging between the two made Lu Su silent, and he asked with some regret, "Don't open it again?"

Qu Fu glanced at the time: "It's almost there."

Zhu Meng then said: "It's time to go."

Ning Feiqin yawned: "Sleepy."

It's almost twelve o'clock now, since watching the live broadcast in Qufu, Ning Feiqin's routine has basically followed Qufu's schedule. When Qufu starts the live broadcast, he goes to bed at the same time. This time is exactly when Qufu usually downloads the broadcast.

After playing two rounds, Lu Su, who failed to show his strength, ran back to his channel to find his teammates regretfully. However, the teammates were already full, and he, an ungrateful person, was not brought along.

Lu Su: Angry.

Being boycotted by the group, he had no choice but to line up alone, lined up, and he could eat chicken easily?

Single row, ten kills to eat chicken.

"The king! The overlord of the chicken world!" Lu Su Yangyang proudly ran back to his teammates and said, "Did you see that? Little chickens, I have to rely on the Lord to take you to eat chickens in the future."

Teammate [-]: "Brothers, go!"

Teammate [-]: "Wake him up."

Although Qufu won more kills in this sniper match, he knew that this was not a fair match. He took AWM, while Zhumeng only got 98k.

In PlayerUnknown’s Battlegrounds, AWM can blast the third-level head with one shot, while 98k needs two shots to hit the third-level head. The gun used by Zhu Meng is not as good as him. A real contest.

But the game of eating chicken depends not only on marksmanship, strategy, and luck, all of which are indispensable.

When he first played this game, Qu Fu once fell into a misunderstanding. He didn’t think about beating people. He just hoped to survive. PlayerUnknown’s Battlegrounds should be a survival game, but he thought so, and others didn’t .

Qufu didn't go to beat others, but he himself was beaten to death. It wasn't until Jian Yang was placed in the second game that he learned the real gameplay of the game.

Now, he wished he could meet more people.

Come and hit a few.

Qu Fu and Qu Qi made an appointment to visit his father in the hospital on Wednesday afternoon.

It would take an hour or two just to travel on the road, and it was already five o'clock in the evening when they arrived at the hospital.

The ward was warmed by a large golden sunset light. Qufu and the others pushed open the door, and saw Shen Rongyi sitting in front of the hospital bed, feeding his father porridge. The edge of the white porcelain spoon reflected light, shining brightly.

From the time the door was opened to when Qu Boyan found them, it only took a moment. Qu Boyan's eyes were a little dazed for a while, and then he became calm, swallowed the porridge in his mouth, and said aloud: "You are here."

Shen Rongyi put down the bowl in her hand, stood up and glanced at Qufu, and said softly, "You guys talk."

She passed by Qufu, and carefully closed the door after she went out. The moment the door was closed, there was only a slight sound.

The smile on Shen Rongyi's face behind the door became stiff instantly, the corners of her mouth drooped, she leaned against the door and stared at the wall expressionlessly, her eyes filled with a trace of boredom.

The two siblings sat in the place where Shen Rongyi had stayed before, and Qu Boyan felt a little emotional: "I didn't expect that you would come to see me, did Rong Yi tell you? She just loves to worry."

"Are you okay?" Qu Qi asked.

"I can't die for the time being." Even though the illness made the man look more haggard, his attitude towards them was much calmer than before.

Now that the disease has developed to this point, Qu Boyan can only rely on peritoneal dialysis to replace the metabolic function of the kidneys, but this is only a temporary solution after all.

Seeing that they were silent, Qu Boyan said again: "The kidney source has been found, judging from the current situation, it will not be a problem to survive for another ten years."

"It's just that I don't have much time after all. Over the years, I haven't been able to accompany you well."

"At that time, even if you want to see me again, I'm afraid it will be difficult."

Qu Qi's eyes were slightly red: "Don't say that, it will get better."

"Silly girl, I remember you were only so small back then, why are you so big now." Qu Boyan smiled wryly, and took out a piece of paper for her.

"I know you are still blaming me for what happened back then." Qu Boyan paused, looked down to the left, and then turned around, "Forget it, it's been so long, so don't mention it. There are also some assets, so none of you want to join the company?"

Qu Qi is self-aware: "I'm not that material."

Qu Fu also shook his head and refused. He has never been in contact with the commercial area, and he is not interested in it. In comparison: "Isn't it enough to have Shen Ting?"

"How to say, you are also my son."

Qu Fu lowered his eyes, with a sarcastic smile on his lips.

He has never felt it.

The words were not speculative, and Qu Boyan drove them away after chatting for a few words, saying that he wanted to rest. When Qufu went out, Shen Rongyi stayed at the door. Seeing them coming out so quickly, Shen Rongyi was surprised: "It's rare to come here, not many chat?"

"Nothing to talk about."

When he was sick, that man was still the same, stubborn and stubborn, assertive and strong, trying to control everything under his control.

Qu Qi was quite silent all the way, and after noticing this, Qu Fu took the initiative to mention after getting off the car: "Want to eat seafood at night?"

"Do you think he will die?" Qu Qi finally asked what was holding her back.

"Who knows." Qufu looked over her head and looked at the night scene in the distance.

"Am I being too holy? I know that he treats us so badly, but I suddenly know that he may die, and I feel a little bit inexplicable." When Qu Qi looked up at him, Qu Fu found that the eyes of the other party were moist.

Qufu avoided her gaze.

In fact, since childhood, his and Qu Qi's personalities are very different. Qu Qi looks indifferent on the outside but is softer than anyone else on the inside. Qu Fu is different. He is from head to toe, from the inside to the outside, his heart is extremely hard, invulnerable, The madness of his youth wiped out the only momentum he had, but now he is more determined than before.

The brother and sister dislike each other, but they are actually envious of each other.

"Yes, Miss Madonna." Qu Fu stared at her, but there was a faint smile in his eyes.

Qu Qi's original tears were forced back, and she complained: "You are so annoying, I don't want to be a saint, whoever loves should go."

In an instant, she returned to that noisy appearance.

"En." Qu Fu responded perfunctorily.

While walking, Qu Qi changed direction, and Qu Fu asked, "Where are you going?"

"Didn't you say to eat seafood?" Qu Qi looked confused.

Qu Fuyuan just mentioned it casually, but she didn't expect it to be remembered by her. He looked helplessly at the woman in front of him, forgetting everything and never forgetting to eat.

"Let's go."

"yeah."

They ate a seafood buffet, and when they arrived at the restaurant, Qu Qi couldn't tell how uncomfortable she was before. She only had food in her eyes, and the plates in front of her were stacked one after another.

"Take it easy." Qu Fu advised.

It's this woman who eats buffet more than anyone else, and two days ago she was clamoring to lose weight.

"Go, bring me another plate of shrimp." Qu Qi instructed.

I really owe you in my previous life.

After the meal, after returning home, Qu Qi slumped on the sofa without any image, rubbed her bulging stomach, and burped.

Qu Fu sat on the other end of the sofa, and looked at his sister who hated iron and steel, until Qu Qi tried to straighten her legs and raise her feet up, Qu Fu asked coldly, "You don't want your feet anymore?"

Qu Qi hugged the pillow and looked at him aggrievedly: "I feel so uncomfortable after eating too much."

I was really full.

Qu Fu buckled up his cell phone and went to look for the Jianwei Xiaoshi tablet at home, but found that it had expired, so he had no choice but to throw the medicine into the trash can, and said to Qu Qi, "Don't sit still, stand up and walk around."

"Uncomfortable." Qu Qi stood up from the sofa, rubbing her stomach with a distorted expression, "Uncomfortable, uncomfortable, uncomfortable."

"Stop." Qufu couldn't stand the little girl's coquettish look the most, picked up the mobile phone on the coffee table, took the keys and went out to buy medicine, before leaving, he still reminded fiercely, "You wait."

The wind at night made Qufu people stupid. Fortunately, there was a pharmacy at the entrance of the community. Qufu went out wearing a short sleeve. The evening wind blew towards him from all directions, and the temperature dropped sharply.

After entering the pharmacy, I warmed up. A young woman in front of the counter anxiously asked the teller, "Miss, do you have antipyretics here? It's a child, seven and a half years old."

The teller smiled and nodded: "Yes, just wait a moment."

The young mother's back was not tall, she was wearing a thin sweater coat, her hair was a little messy, it could be seen that she also came out in a hurry.

Qufu can't help but miss, in his impression, there is such a woman who also prefers to wear that kind of cloak. When he was a child, he held him in his arms, and his vision touched a piece of light yellow wool, fine stitches, and fluffy edges. very warm.

When he walked to the counter, the teller asked him what he wanted, and Qu Fu replied, "Take a box of Jianweixiaoshi tablets."

"A child or an adult?"

"My lord." Qu Fu said with embarrassment.

After leaving the pharmacy, the howling wind hit his face again, Qufu quickened his pace, his clothes were blown close to his body, outlining a tall and straight figure, with a very gloomy expression on his face.

Next time he goes to the buffet, he is a fool.

After finally walking to the elevator entrance, Qufu stood downstairs waiting for the elevator, when the notification sounded on his mobile phone, he took the time to look at the message from Mr. Wei.

Mr. Wei: [What happened to your sister? ]