Chapter 457 Ji Qingwei's mental collapse [1 update]

The OPL final ceremony is an event that can be comparable to the opening ceremony of the International Games.

Of course, some people don’t care about the International Games, after all, something cannot be done to make everyone like it.

The girl asked casually, and after asking, she found a clip of Si Fuqing logging in to the account online and handed it to Ji Qingwei to see.

She repeated excitedly: "Nine God, my goddess, alone!"

Ji Qingwei's face was pale in an instant, and she could hardly believe what she heard. Her lips trembled violently: "What, what?"

Is Si Fuqing the God of NINE?

How is this possible?!

She doesn't play Oracle, but she also knows that NINE God is an Oracle server opener.

The end of last year was the ninth anniversary of the oracle, and this year it is the tenth year.

Could it be that Si Fuqing had already had the strength of a top e-sports player when she was less than ten years old?

This is completely impossible!

What went wrong in this?

Ji Qingwei's hands trembled violently, and even his expression could not be maintained.

"Hey, what expression do you have?" The girl frowned, "You don't seem very happy to see you?"

Ji Qingwei panicked for a moment and immediately restrained her emotions: "I didn't..."

"Why do I think I had plastic surgery on her?" The girl looked at her for a few seconds and muttered unhappily, "But my goddess is a recognized face in the entertainment industry, and plastic surgery can't be done."

Indeed, some internet celebrities took Si Fuqing's photos to plastic surgery institutions and treated her as a plastic surgery template.

But Si Fuqing's facial features are three-dimensional, and the beauty is in her bones but not in her skin. It is simply impossible to achieve with current plastic surgery techniques.

This sentence made Ji Qingwei's body sway, and her face turned paler, and drops of blood flowed down the corners of her mouth.

Dropped on the table, shocking.

The girl was startled: "Do you have any hidden disease? I'll call you 120, right? Sorry, I'm not saying you had plastic surgery on your face."

Ji Qingwei couldn't listen at all. She suddenly stood up, opened the girl's hand to hand the tissue, and quickly walked into the bathroom.

She twisted her fingers with trembling fingers and spitted a few mouthfuls of blood into the sink before she recovered.

Her face was still pale, but her body seemed to have been freed from some huge pressure, and she became much lighter.

This feeling changed Ji Qingwei's expression.

She also vaguely made a premonition that her body seemed to be improving, but in fact there were serious hidden dangers.

Because when the godfather saved her, she told her that the reason why her body became weaker was because she was not enough to bear the luck of the daughter of luck.

And now her health is getting better, doesn’t it prove that her luck is gone?

Ji Qing was extremely frightened.

She would rather not leave her home than become an ordinary person.

He is worthy of being the daughter of luck. When his luck is deprived of clean, he can still be reborn in desperate situations and turn the tables against the wind.

It's simply incredible.

When Ji Qingwei learned that Si Fuqing won the OPL championship and the Daxia Empire celebrated the whole country, he was on the verge of collapse.

Now everyone knows that Si Fuqing is a NINE god, with hundreds of millions of fans, which is unimaginable.

More importantly, the NINE god is too important to the oracle.

Ji Qingwei knew that both the Ji family and the Yu family wanted to contact Ji Yun through OPL, but they had never succeeded.

But Si Fuqing easily got what the wealthy families in Sijiucheng wanted.

As expected, the Yu family will soon win over Si Fuqing.

how so?

Ji Qingwei's brain buzzed, and for the first time, he felt like he was about to be abandoned at the First Middle School.

She returned to the dining table with a slight pace, and Mrs. Ji, who was anxiously looking for her, was relieved.

"Qingwei, don't go around." Mrs. Ji said angrily, "There are many people here, and there are mixed together. What if something happens?"

Ji Qing lowered his head slightly, and even smiled dismal: "I understand, mom."

She grabbed her cell phone, her fingers trembled for a while before dialing a number.

It took a long time to answer the phone: "Hey, Qingwei, what's wrong?"

Ji Qing smiled reluctantly, his voice intermittently: "Congratulations to Brother Yao, you have found your idol."

Hearing this sentence, Yu Yao realized that Ji Qingwei had watched Si Fuqing's live broadcast. He was stunned and said anxiously: "Qingwei, are you okay?"

"I, I'm fine..." Ji Qingwei said, feeling the fishy sweetness surged in his throat again, "I'll have dinner first."

She quickly hung up the phone and had to go to the bathroom to vomit a few more mouthfuls of blood.

Mrs. Ji asked with concern: "Qingwei, why isn't her expression very good recently? She's all acne."

Ji Qing's face turned pale, and she quickly looked into the mirror and found that the skin on her left face was a little rough and she had a few acne.

"Go to the beauty salon later." Mrs. Ji reminded, "The most important thing for girls is their faces, so they must protect them."

The steak of seven-point cooked food was served, but Ji Qingwei lost any appetite.

**

All major social forums are in full swing.

#Si Fuqing, NINE God#

#The Battle of Gods#

#OPL Champion#

#Dimensional wall is broken#

[Who could have thought that Si Fuqing was NINE? If anyone told me this before, I would definitely give him a big ear.]

[My wife is so handsome in an e-sports costume! I beg for an e-sports TV series. Isn’t this ready-made material?]

[This dimension is too unconfident. Gui Lu, the master of dubbing world, NINE god in the e-sports world, Si Fuqing, how many identities do you have? They all show up and can withstand it.]

[No wonder Si Fuqing has excellent acting skills and strong professional ability. It turns out that she can do anything.]

There are still many black fans who jump again.

[Are Si Fuqing's fans so calm? You all need to have brother-in-law, so why don't you persuade your sister well.]

[Are you going to fall in love before you even go to college at the age of 19? Girls are really not good at studying now.]

[Si Fuqing will not forget that she started out as a traffic star, right? Female celebrities are in love during the rising period and seek death.]

Musi and others have long been calm.

[Sorry, we Qingqing is an actor. Don’t be sour. If you have sour time, you can do some more data for your brother.]

[There is a talented man and a beautiful woman born with a good match. Is it your turn to oppose it?]

[I carefully watched the game where the Nine Gods came out, damn it! This man looks so beautiful with a mask.]

[Don't think about it, people are not shy, they just don't intend to let others see his face.]

But Si Fuqing's studio is still very busy.

Sang Yanqing received calls from many brands, saying that he would cooperate with Si Fuqing.

Sang Yanqing: "..."

She has been wondering whether she has delayed a professional e-sports player.

The agent assistant seemed to see her thoughts and reminded: "Sister Sang, you may have delayed the pillars of a National Research Institute, may have delayed a master of Chinese studies, and may also..."

"Stop!" Sang Yanqing stopped in time, "Stop talking, I can't bear it anymore, I'm so guilty."

The agent assistant smiled and said, "Teacher Si can do so many things, but she is still an actor. She loves acting. Don't worry, Sister Sang."

"The genius is still working hard, and it's not okay if he doesn't want to be popular." Sang Yanqing nodded, "It just so happens that we are taking this opportunity on the hot searches to promote "The Female General of the Country".

Her artist must be very happy after saving a lot of publicity.

**

At the same time, Dongsang and Qingdu.

After Yu Yao and Ji Qingwei finished the call, they remained silent, with blue veins rising on their foreheads, and they obviously couldn't calm down at all.

"NINE God is your idol?" Xie Che hesitated, "She is the national idol of the oracle, but she didn't expect Si Fuqing to... "

Yu Yao couldn't speak at all, he was stunned.

At this moment, unprecedented regret drowns out all the thoughts in his heart.
To be continued...