Chapter 141:

Since Zhang Jianian is willing to use his game name as the team name, Liang Chan naturally has no opinion. After all, VIr is like the folk IP of "Win the War", which has brought countless heat and symbolizes some special memories of players. The team can let VIr's name continue, it is a piece of good news.
Zhang Jianian thought for a while and added: "General Manager Liang will also ask everyone for their opinions. I don't know if they can accept it."
Although Chu Chu and others are decision-makers, it is the professional players who really play for the team in the future. If someone cannot accept that the team is named VIr, Zhang Jianian will not reluctantly, and will reconsider the issue of naming.
Liang Chan understood Zhang Jianian's concerns and immediately asked the opinions of the professional players next door. Not only did everyone have no objections, but they were quite overjoyed, and they were also rounded players!
Xiaocha said with emotion: "Are I going to be‘ VIr- 小 茶 ’after that? Will it embarrass God if I lose?

Chu Chu was originally the proposer. She heard the words and immediately awakened, and immediately hesitated: "Otherwise change the name ..."
Chu Chu: I almost forgot that this is a rookie team. Would n’t it be Zhang Jianian ’s face in case of a loss? ?
Seeing that President Chu wanted to repent, everyone immediately begged, "President Chu, we will not lose!"
"The name of this team will definitely not be lost, and the brilliance will account for most of it!"
The players circled around Chu Chu and Liang Chan, afraid they would change their minds. Panlong was standing outside the team, quite a bit unable to get in. As a boy who was just crying by VIr, his mood is now delicate and complicated.
Zhang Jianian noticed Panlong's expression, he quietly called it aside, gave him the paper he had just written in the conference room, and gently said, "This is for you."
The plain A4 paper is full of dense text. The font is just strong and strong. It lists all kinds of details in order and neatly writes both sides.
Panlong faced Zhang Jianian alone, and at first he was a little stunned. When he saw the content on the paper, he couldn't help but be surprised, and his eyes sparkled with brilliance: "This is ..."
"I have some summary of the ranger career in the past, but the recent update content may not be." Zhang Jianian explained calmly, "You are the only ranger in the current team, you should need it."
What Zhang Jianian didn't say is that Panlong's current ranger's position and style of play are actually imitating his early self, so he can easily kill Panlong. After all, who can understand his style of play better than him?
If I changed my career to 1v1 just now, Zhang Jianian might still be under pressure, so I dare not say too much. However, Ranger is his natal profession, and his skills and data can't help but be accurately engraved in his mind. That is the subconscious reaction left by countless battles and video replays. It can't be forgotten no matter how long.
Panlong looked at the A4 paper full of words in front of him, and felt the horror of learning. At the same time, he could write a small paper on the data flow of the classics when playing games. Surely everyone's success is not accidental?
After Panlong's ecstasy, a trace of embarrassment appeared on his face: "But can I take it ..."
If Zhang Jianian is willing to publish his skills and data on the Internet, it is estimated that it can make countless Ranger players mad, and maybe some people are willing to buy heavily. Now the gods donate their own small composition for free, the gift is too heavy, and Panlong suddenly dare not accept it.
Zhang Jianian encouraged: "Your ranger is playing well, maybe I can improve my existing content better in the future."
Panlong bowed his head in frustration, and remembered the sad thing: "I may not be able to surpass you in my life ..."
Zhang Jianian smiled: "How come? My reaction ability is not as good as yours. If you play too long, your energy will not be able to keep up. You have a long way to go, and you will definitely surpass me."
Zhang Jianian didn't tell lies, he occasionally played one or two games, but if he played continuously for a long time, he would lose to professional players and be prone to operational errors. Now young professional players can play for a whole day, even stay up late without eating or drinking, but Zhang Jianian has already been unable to eat.
Panlong heard this, he rarely showed a shy and awkward expression, solemnly said: "Thank you."
Panlong plucked up his courage. He looked to Zhang Jianian and said openly: "Actually, I have seen many of your videos before ..." and he often imitates practice.
Chu Chu: "What are you talking about, seems to be very happy?"
Panlong: "!!!"
Chu Chu suddenly appeared, she noticed the A4 paper in Panlong's hands, and always felt inexplicable: "What is this?"
Panlong felt something awkward and said weakly: "President Zhang just gave me ..."
"Okay, confiscated." Chu Chu blinked. She took the A4 paper from the irresistible Panlong and handed it to Liang Chan. "Please help me make a copy."
Chu Chu soon got the copied manuscript. She handed the copy back to Panlong and calmly said: "You get this." After she finished, she silently collected the manuscript, completely ignoring Panlong's sad eyes .
Zhang Jianian: "..."
Panlong looked at President Chu's robber behavior and dared not to speak. He could only hum sullenly and bear the bitter tears in his heart. He looked at the photocopied manuscript before he felt a little comforted, but the content was still there.
Panlong: There was a real manuscript before me but I didn't know how to cherish it. In a blink of an eye, the bamboo basket was empty!
Zhang Jianian couldn't see the child being bullied. His expression was rather subtle and asked Chu Chu: "What are you doing with this?"
Truthful and straightforward: "I have a collecting habit, can't I?"
Zhang Jianian Weiyu: "What are you collecting ..."
Chu Zhenzhen has a word: "Fans gather around Aidou, and all those who have touched the edge must take it. Can the fans next door move the advertisement human standing sign without watching?"
Liang Chan knew Chu Chu well, knowing that she had no personality, she could not help but ridicule: "You, as a fan of VIr, don't even understand the game, can you?"
Chu Chu: "My face powder is not a career powder."
Zhang Jianian: "..." I don't have such a brazen fan.
Chu Chu and others checked the team training and finalized the team name, which was the final link of team building. Liang Chan reserved a well-known luxury restaurant in advance, and Chu Chu invested to invite everyone to dinner together. The team of the freshly-made VIr team raised their glasses with senior executives. The juveniles drink juice, and the adult players drink. The atmosphere is quite lively.
Zhang Jianian originally thought that he didn't want to drink while driving, but his past VIr game identity caused countless admirers to step forward and toast, which caused him to quickly resist. The number of contestants was there, some holding real wine, some using juice instead of wine, plus Liang Chan and other members of the light world from time to time, everyone actually put General Manager Zhang a bit above.
Chu Chugang didn't realize it at first. After all, Zhang Jianian didn't drink much from her, but he quickly flushed and became unresponsive, and the whole person fell into a dizzy downtime. Nobody felt right.
Chu Chu gently touched his hot cheek and whispered: "Drunk?"
Zhang Jianian's eyes were clear and soft, and he stared obediently at her without speaking, and seemed to have a sense of inexplicable dullness.
Liang Chan was also a little surprised. He glanced at the wine bottle: "Is Mr. Zhang not drinking much?" Tiandi conscience, everyone is drinking red wine today, it is reasonable not to be drunk?
Chu Chu looked back carefully. She didn't seem to have seen Zhang Jianian drinking. He was almost drunk at the classmates last time. It is estimated that her alcohol resistance is very weak. If you investigate the design of President Zhang, the characteristics of alcoholism are obviously insulated from him, then drunk will take for granted.
Fortunately, the drunk Zhang Jianian does not sprinkle his wine. His wine is very good, but he stays quietly and cleverly beside him, like a humanoid pet who follows the follow mode.
The dinner was almost over. Liang Chan saw that Zhang Jianian had not yet recovered, and could not help asking, "Zhu Chu, how are you going in a moment?"
Chu Chu: "I asked the driver to come and drive for us. You can arrange for the children to go back."
Liang Chan nodded. He took the VIr players to say goodbye to Chu Chu and left the restaurant first. Chu Chu and Zhang Jianian stayed in the private room, waiting for the driver of the rescue to arrive. Seeing that Zhang Jianian's eyes were dim, she easily picked up a piece of fruit and asked, "Did you eat?"
Zhang Jianian blinked and obediently took her hand to eat it.
Seeing this, she reached out again and tentatively said, "Hug?"
Zhang Jianian blinked, and stretched his arms obediently.
Chu Chu said with emotion: "No, you are too good will make me sin."
Drunk Zhang Jianian's brain is chaotic, he doesn't seem to understand it, just watching her with moist and gentle eyes, like an obedient friendly big dog. It seemed that as soon as he said that he would shake hands, he would immediately reach out silently.
The driver who had not been employed for a long time was professional and punctual, and soon returned Chu Chu and Zhang Jianian to Yanhanju. Without much effort, Chu Chu helped Zhang Jianian into the house and arranged for him to lie in bed. Zhang Jianian was neither noisy nor noisy, and she cooperated with her instructions all the way. He leaned on the bed and stared at her with alcoholic eyes.
Facing the dizzy and lovely Zhang Jianian, Chu Chu gave him a glass of honey water to feed him, and then he began a pleasant game. She stretched out and asked, "What is this?"
Zhang Jianian tilted his head to look at her. He seemed to be in deep contemplation. He didn't speak for a while, and he seemed to be seriously considering it.
Chu Chu shamelessly kissed him twice and smugly said, "This is the second."
Zhang Jianian was not resisted by his relatives, and his arbitrary appearance immediately inspired Chu Chu's desire to do whatever he wanted.
She reached out to unbutton his shirt, and said quite selfishly: "Change you to pajamas, take a rest early."
If it was General Zhang Zu who was armed from head to toe in the past, he would never agree to her small movements at this time, but now he is cleverly reaching out, like a little puppet dressed up. Chu Chu looked at the beautiful collarbone and chest exposed by the other party, her eyes fluttered away with guilty conscience, and she could not help but secretly look back.
To be honest, Chu Chu, a little driver of the theoretical giant, is a little counseling in practice, but she is now showing endless courage, who makes drunk Zhang Jianian look too delicious!
And there is no lethality at all, it seems to do anything you want!
When he looked up and changed his clothes, he could even see a slightly rolling throat knot and a smooth neck curve, which was definitely a crime.
Chu Chushen gave birth to the gallbladder, and finally threw it down uncontrollably. She tasted it herself and heard the other person's depressed and low-pitched breath as she wished. He didn't resist, but looked at her confusedly and confusedly. This expression immediately encouraged her to continue to do evil.
The hormone quickly dragged the two into the abyss, and it didn't take long for her to watch his clear eyes stained with pleasure and perdition. His kiss was mixed with the sweetness of honey, enticing her to explore more deeply. She used her fingers to feel each inch of the body's burning body temperature, playing tricks on the passage, deliberately looking at him moaning and frowning.
However, it didn't take long for Chu Chu to be overwhelmed.
That's right, it couldn't be turned over and overwhelmed, and then defeated.
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The next day, Chu Chu felt like she had been run over by a car. She remembered yesterday's battle of humiliation. She was lying on the quilt on the Internet with a numb face, and entered "whether a man has the ability to drink sex" in the search box.
There are many opinions on the Internet, and there are answers to all of them.
She couldn't help feeling sad: Sure enough, beautiful and harmless things are poisonous!