Shen Wenqian is still chattering.

    "In that game, the Dragon God''s operation was rated as the textbook level. The major teams repeated again and again, racking their brains to find his weakness."

    "But no one can do it! For four consecutive years, the Dragon God has dominated the strongest MVP, which has become a myth in the e-sports circle!"

    Shen Wenqian''s face flushed with excitement.

    "It''s such an awesome legend that he hasn''t shown his face in four years. The Dragon God is mysterious and powerful. He is my male god!"

    Ruan Qi spits out a series of ellipsis in his mouth.

    This is an old powder

    "So, do you think the discord between the Dragon God and the myq team is false?" she asked.

    "Of course it''s fake." Shen Wenqian calmly analyzed, "the soul of myq is the Dragon God. How can we disagree? The rumors spread on the Internet are all made by the family in order to disintegrate the internal rumors of myq. I used these means badly before, and I can see them at a glance."

    Ruan Qi quickly grasped the key point, "did you use rotten ones before?"

    Shen Wenqian knew he was speechless, coughed and abruptly changed the topic.

    "I thought the Asian Dragon God would show up, but it''s a pity. He was always fully armed and didn''t even show his fingers. I''ve powdered him for four years and haven''t seen his face yet."

    He sat back in his chair and sighed deeply, "if I can see the true face of the Dragon God in my lifetime, I will die! If I were a woman, I really want to marry him."

    Ruan Qi, who was drinking porridge, coughed violently.

    "What''s the matter?" Shen Wenqian quickly grabbed the paper and drew, "why did you suddenly choke?"

    Ruan Qi wiped his mouth and moved his eyes guilty. "It''s all right. It''s too urgent to drink."

    She threw the paper towel into the dustbin, looked at Shen Wenqian and asked, "do fans want the Dragon God to appear?"

    "Yes! Of course!" Shen Wenqian nodded vigorously, and then the conversation changed, "but since the Dragon God doesn''t want to appear, there must be his reason.

    Compared with those packaged E-sports players, we prefer the low-key and powerful Dragon God. Moreover, I kind of guess why he doesn''t want to show up... "

    Ruan Qi: "why?"

    Shen Wenqian smiled mysteriously and lowered his voice: "the Dragon God is less than 1.7 meters tall. I guess he doesn''t show his face because he thinks he is short.

    Otherwise, why did he call himself "little green dragon"? Because "little" ~ "

    "..." Ruan Qi took a smoke at the corner of his mouth and said, "as far as I know, there is a traditional Chinese medicine medicine called Xiaoqinglong decoction."

    "Eh? Really?" Shen Wenqian was surprised. "It''s such a coincidence. It''s the same as the full name of the Dragon God!"

    Ruan Qi: "

    No fu-ck said.

    ——*——*——

    After dinner, Ruan Qi was about to give Shen Wenqian acupuncture. Xu Xiangyang came.

    Xu Xiangyang has the key to Ruan Qi''s house. He opened the door directly and saw a man lying naked on the sofa.

    “……”

    Xu Xiangyang almost threw the plastic bag containing watermelon into Shen Wenqian''s face.

    "Elder martial brother is coming?"

    Ruan Qi came out of the study with a medicine box in his hand.

    Xu Xiangyang looked at Shen Wenqian warily and asked Ruan Qi, "this is..."

    "I saved it from the moat last night." Ruan Qi motioned Shen Wenqian to lie down, turned his head and said to Xu Xiangyang, "breakfast is in the pot, elder martial brother. I''ll give the patient acupuncture."

    Knowing the whole story, Xu Xiangyang breathed a sigh of relief.

    He put the watermelon in the refrigerator, ate a few mouthfuls of rice, and then went into the living room.

    Xu Xiangyang sat on the sofa and looked at Ruan Qi''s needle.

    Watching, he suddenly opened his mouth.

    "I seem to have seen this gentleman somewhere."

    Shen Wenqian''s arm trembled and Ruan Qi almost stabbed in the wrong place.

    "Ah! I remember." Xu Xiangyang patted his thigh, took out his mobile phone and opened his microblog.

    He looked at his microblog, then looked up at Shen Wenqian, then looked down at his mobile phone and spoke slowly.

    "The agent surnamed Shen, the first gold medal in the entertainment industry, harassed the female artist. The female artist couldn''t stand it and exposed it..."

    A gold medal agent surnamed Shen: "

    Horse, exposed.