ng mistress was still better.Oh, why didn't the second young mistress marry the eldest son After all, the second young master is just a bastard, his status in the Leng family is not high, and he is no...Screams in my ear rang out again.

Lian Xing'er felt her ears were about to be deafened by the screams of the girls around her.

Just as she was about to raise her hands to cover her ears, the book and pen in her hand were snatched away.

When she took a closer look, she saw "C" signing autographs for all the female fans right in front of them.

Ming Sihan's signature was "Yu Han You Li," his handwriting flowing like clouds and water, very beautiful.

After he finished writing, he handed the notebook and pen to Lian Xing'er.

Li Xing'er stared blankly at the "C" in front of her, wearing a mask and a baseball cap. She was somewhat taken aback as she received her notebook and pen.

At the same instant, her heart began to race.

His performance on the field was not only excellent but also domineering, catching the opponent off guard.

And now, among the many female fans, he only accepts her notebook and pen for signatures when she is given that special treatment, which makes her heart bloom with joy.

Ming Sihan saw Lian Xing'er holding the pen and notebook steadily, a smile in his eyes. He turned around and left.

Other girls screamed again wildly, more of them throwing envious glances at Lian Xing'er.

After coming back to her senses, Lian Xing'er lowered her eyes to look at the signature on the paper, and excitedly couldn't help but kiss it.

Her master signed for her!

By the way, she should ask her master for a photo together.

Thinking about this, even Xing'er thought about whether to go online and invite her master for an offline meeting.

Although she couldn't make out her master's true features, at least he didn't look ugly.

Even if she was just an average-looking face, she didn't care. As long as she could take a photo with her master, it was fine.

Then Starlet wriggled out of the crowd, clutching her autograph book given by her master, and happily returned to her hotel room.

She opened her computer, logged into the game, and left a message for her master, "Yu Han Yu Li".

Master, do you remember the girl who came over to get your autograph today It's me! I still want to take a photo with you. Would it be convenient for you to come out and meet me It's okay if you wear a mask. I just want to take a picture with you. — Star Miss

After she left her message, even Xing'er's heart inexplicably began to drum with excitement.

It's a pity that she waited for ages, but her master didn't come online.

Even Lian Xing'er didn't know what kind of spiritual support was sustaining her, she just lay on the coffee table, staring at the "Yu Han Yu Li" game avatar on her laptop screen.

In real life, she does prefer Luo Yu more. In the online world, of course, her master comes first.

If the master also lived in her reality, compared to Luo Yu, even Xing'er felt she would lean more towards the master.

"Master, Master, come online soon!" Lian Xing'er tilted her head and muttered to herself out of boredom.

Here's the text translated into English: Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!

Until the image of her master, whom she had been staring at, suddenly lit up, she immediately became as lively as a bouncing rabbit, her spirits fully revived, and continued typing another line.

Master Master, you're finally online! — Star Miss.

Crystal clear five-star hotel, Room 501. I'm free now, you can come over. — Yu Han You Li.

Then wait for me! I'll be there right away! — Star Miss.

After Lian Xing'er replied, she didn't even bother shutting down the computer. She just grabbed her phone, shoved it in her bag, swiped her room card, and walked out.

Unless it was a crystal clear five-star hotel room, she stayed at that hotel.

After all, the team competition was held in a bright five-star hotel.

This team competition is only the qualifying round, there will be semifinals, finals and a final championship every week after.

The MS Team (Hacking Department) has already qualified, and they will now prepare for the semi-finals.

Ming Sihan and his teammates were currently sitting in front of the television, watching other teams' qualifying matches.

As the saying goes, knowing yourself and your enemy means you'll be victorious in a hundred battles.

The coach was recording and analyzing the next tactic with them.

They still have two more games in the afternoon and evening.

The qualifying rounds are conducted in a three-round format.

If they win this afternoon's match as well, it means they are about to enter the semifinals.

If you lose, you still have to keep competing at night.

A brilliant five-star hotel.

Before room 501, Xing'er panted heavily, swallowed hard, then took a deep breath. She raised her hand and pressed the doorbell on the door.

As the doorbell rang "ding dong ding dong," her heart began to beat faster in time with the rhythm.

With a click, the door opened.

Lian Xing'er raised her eyes, almost looking at the person opening the door with longing.

However, before she could even get a glimpse of the other person's appearance, they whipped out a small white bottle and with a hiss, sprayed her face with an unknown mist.

Vision blurred in an instant.

The next second, she lost all consciousness.

The coach's war talk was still going strong, when suddenly Ming Sihan's phone buzzed twice.

Ming Sihan ignored him and continued to listen to the coach's analysis.

But, in his heart, he suddenly felt a jolt, a sense of foreboding creeping over him.

Ming Sihan didn't think much, instinctively taking out his phone to take a look. When he saw a text message from an unfamiliar number, his black pupils instantly constricted.

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