I became Piktao’s elf

After a while, after listening to An Lan's boasting, the two finally accepted that An Lan was Mr. Cha.

The two girls are not that jealous of the overwhelming scandal. After all, with An Lan's reputation in the e-sports circle, there are too many girls who want to throw themselves into his arms.

He just suddenly became an online writer, or the kind of [well-known writer] whose novels were adapted into TV series.

In their eyes, those whose books can be adapted into TV series or movies are definitely famous writers.

This is somewhat beyond the scope of understanding.

Society is a circle, with big circles and small circles.

You may think that the top student in school is the smartest person, but if the top student represents the school in the Mathematical Olympiad, you will find that the boy from the city's key school is the top student. The top student in the city will go to the provincial team, and the provincial team will go to the national team. The team went to the International Mathematics Olympiad Competition again - only then did they realize that there are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the world.

So for the two people who have been involved in the e-sports circle from college to graduation, An Lan suddenly turned into a well-known writer. This made their first reaction not pride and surprise, but horror!

Ling'er felt like she was in a dream at this time. She was like an ordinary working girl, and suddenly the prince of northern Myanmar asked you to be a proud little princess.

She is not like those girls above. Ling'er's first reaction was - An Lan won't cut my waist, right?

"Then...will you still play games in the future?" Piketao asked weakly.

"Of course." An Lan didn't know that his new identity made the two of them panic, and said with a smile: "That's just writing, my main job must be an e-sports player. The question you asked is very confusing. oh."

"What do you do about the scandal?" Ling'er also asked.

"That's easy to say!"

When An Lan knew this was an attitude statement, he took out his phone, copied the clarification in the memo on the way, pasted it on Weibo, and then clicked to send.

"Take a look at it! Weibo."

[WB jungler An Lan: Haha, I happened to have a mic match with Ms. Chen Xixi yesterday, but I didn’t expect it to be misunderstood. We never met each other, we just played a game. I hope you don’t misunderstand! Just go and train! 】

After reading this, the two women first breathed a sigh of relief. They looked at each other and saw the relief in each other's eyes. Then they looked at An Lan and couldn't help but unite their front. Seeing him grinning, they became angry.

"Whether you want to clarify or not, what does it have to do with us?"

"Yeah, what's the point of coming here so early in the morning? Just to deliver breakfast?"

"Who knows, maybe he has a guilty conscience."

"What kind of evil intentions does he have? Ignore him and let's eat."

You said something to me, and An Lan, who looked like he was asking for credit and receiving an award, couldn't stand it.

Weren't you two the ones who looked worried and jealous just now?

"No!" Halfway through eating, Ling'er suddenly remembered something, looked at An Lan fiercely and said, "Bring me your phone and let me take a look!"

"Inexplicable." An Lan was puzzled and handed her the phone.

Piketao moved closer to Ling'er, and the two of them muttered to An Lan's cell phone.

After ten minutes, he threw the phone to An Lan in a bored manner.

"It's so boring! There's nothing on the phone!"

"Ang? Are you two checking my mobile phone?" An Lan reacted and shouted: "It has nothing to do with it, why are you two checking my mobile phone!"

"Haha." Piketao rolled his eyes at him and was too lazy to pay attention to him.

"Well, then why did you pin our WeChat messages to the top?" Ling'er asked with a smile.

Why else?

An Lan thought to himself, not only have I pinned you on WeChat, but others will also pin you hard in the future!

He didn't answer, but looked at the two beauties calmly, his eyes seemed to be filled with fire, getting hotter and hotter.

Piketao couldn't stand it anymore and ran back to the room. Ling'er was very stubborn and at first she was still staring at An Lan bravely.

But the flame was getting stronger and stronger, as if it was touched by a thorn. She didn't run, but she quickly turned her head.

Ling'er felt that her body was so hot that she couldn't hide her thoughts.

She and An Lan couldn't tell each other clearly before, but last night she and Piketao chatted for half the night, saying all sorts of embarrassing things.

Today, the two of them had no intention of going back on their word. Now that they saw the stinky man they had been talking about for half the night, they could no longer hide their thoughts.

It's like a piece of pure white cloth dyed with bright red paint. If you don't use some unconventional means, I'm afraid it won't be able to be washed away until it breaks into ashes.

An Lan seemed to realize something. He walked over and Ling'er turned her head in panic.

Then, I felt my head being covered by big hands, and the reassuring palms were rubbing me gently.

She was so nervous that her heart was beating fast.

The man knew how to measure, he just touched his head lovingly and put it down.

Ling'er breathed a sigh of relief and felt a little lost at the same time, and then... she felt a coldness on her face, and a moist and hot breath came.

Leaving at the first touch, An Lan turned around and walked into Piketao's room, leaving her blushing from her slender neck to the roots of her ears.

......

Now that it's like this, so be it.

When the three of them were in the car going to the stock exchange, An Lan was thinking about it.

In the final analysis, it was him who couldn't hold it back. The two girls looked so pretty that morning.

From panic to fear to tsundere and cuteness, the feelings of a girl are always poetry. An Lan is no longer a man if he can't tell.

Fortunately, everything was back on track. One of them secretly took a sip of mua, and the two of them became panicked again, not even daring to look at him.

"Hehe~"

An Lan sat in the passenger seat and smiled proudly, looking at Bing Dilian behind her from time to time in the rearview mirror.

The January period has arrived, and when An Lan walked into the stock exchange, he saw an OL who looked like a stockbroker, a mature female white-collar worker, greeting her with a smile.

Could it be that she also plays King Pesticide?

Think more!

The female white-collar worker took Ling'er and Piketao's hands in three steps, as if they were seeing relatives, "Oh! You two are here! I really admire them!"

"Miss Zhong, you are really like this!"

She gave a thumbs up, chrysanthemums blooming on her face.

If she could...ahem, can't think too much about it.

The three of them were led to a special lounge. The female white-collar worker served tea before saying, "Ms. Zhong, you are so awesome. I wonder if there are any... connections?"

Ling'er just glanced at her lightly, and without saying anything, the white-collar woman trembled in fear.

"I understand, I understand!" She slapped herself twice, "Look at my mouth, what do you want here this time?"

“Withdraw money!”

"Good good!"

After half an hour...

An Lan, who looked suspicious of life, looked at the sisters holding hands in front of him and felt that life was boring.

Looking back on the last half hour, it was really incredible and a little aggrieved.

I am a time traveler, but after working hard for more than half a year, I don’t make as much money as these two people do in one month?

Am I playing with eggs?

An Lan was absent-minded on the way back, feeling that this world was too magical.

A novice made nine figures in the stock market in a month. If his profits weren't all in his bank card, he wouldn't believe it!

An Lan suddenly looked at Ling'er and shouted: "Shoot the white deer in the snow!"

Ling'er: "?"

An Lan: "Qiao Feng's special move is to subdue the dragon————?"

Ling'er: "??"

An Lan: "My name used to be Fanfan, then Wu Zhuan, and now I'm 1337000. Who is he?"

Ling'er: "???"

Piketao pinched An Lan and said, "Are you sick?"

"I..."

An Lan held her waist and still felt unbelievable. This was not a fellow from the earth who had traveled through time. Could it be that Ling'er was really a stock god that was rare to see in a century?

"Forget it!"

An Lan laughed, "My left eye has been twitching just now. Money is twitching in my left eye. Thank you God of Wealth for blessing me."

"Oh?" It was the first time for the driver and the two girls to hear this statement. The eldest brother asked curiously: "Young man, what about the jump in your right eye?"

"The right eye jumps and disaster occurs, go to the feudal superstition of riding a horse!"

"Hahahaha!" x3

......

After playing for a day, I returned to the base in the evening. Although there was no substantial progress, the three people's little thoughts were clear to each other.

An Lan was also wondering what was going on with these two people. They usually fought openly and covertly, but now they not only lived together but were also extremely harmonious.

The result of unanimously speaking out to the outside world is that you become the one being bullied, and you can no longer watch from the other side.

But when he thought about his happy life in the future, the corners of his mouth slowly tended to tilt upward.

Lying on the bed, he chatted casually with the two of them, which made the two women's faces turn red, secretly scolding him for being immoral.

[An Lan: You know, when I was a freshman in high school, I met a girl who was a senior in high school. She said something to me that I still don’t understand! 】

[Linger: Ang? What words? 】

[An Lan: If you buy me lipstick, I will give you lipstick! What does this mean? 】

[Linger: Sigh! shameless! 】

and also...

[An Lan: I used to be particularly envious of those big bosses, who would often hit them with sticks! 】

[Piketao: What’s the point of envy in beating people? 】

[An Lan: I really want to take out a warehouse of luxury cars and give the gold digger a slap in the face! A slap in the face! Great drink! 】

[Piketao: Are you crazy? Get out! 】

"Hehehe~" An Lan lay on the bed and showed a lewd smile.

Hanamaki on the side knew that something was wrong by looking at his rippling expression, but she couldn't help but ask: "Brother Lan? Why are you smiling so wildly?"

"Hey~" An Lan waved his hand and said indifferently: "Brothers, come on! After winning the World Championship, I grabbed the railing, tore the sheets, rolled the carpet, and played on the swing, seven times a day, and returned three times a day. Will it be far?"

"You..." Hanamaki felt as uncomfortable as eating a fly. Seeing Lan Gou so happy, it felt like a big stone was stuck in his heart!

After waiting for a long time, Brother Juan asked again: "If you go out for a day this year, you don't know the atmosphere in the team. It's so stiff! What should I do if I feel like I don't have that momentum anymore?"

"The long-term pain is worse than the short-term pain. This is just the lineup that should be there."

An Lan said lightly, he went out early in the morning just because he knew that the atmosphere today was not very good.

But what can you do if a club becomes popular and all the players are gone?

Either a strong man's wrist will be cut off, or he will survive until a thunderstorm.

Fortunately, Beckman didn't hold on and made the right decision!