Huayu: Starting from retirement, sweeping across the domestic entertainment industry

"Anyway, you don't!"

Upon hearing this, Tian Xiwei not only did not get angry, but instead crossed her arms, sneered, and the sarcasm in her tone was almost tangible.

"I heard someone even went to complain to me. What, now that you've found someone to back you up, you're all high and mighty? You think I wouldn't dare beat you up just because Li Ran is here?"

As she spoke, she glanced at Li Ran meaningfully again.

Zhou Ye immediately looked at Li Ran like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, his voice aggrieved and tinged with a hint of petulance: "Li Ran! Look at her! She bullies me like this right in front of you!"

Li Ran, who had been called out, finally lowered his hand, which he had been pretending to rub his forehead, and sighed. The sigh was full of helplessness, as if he were wondering, "What sins have I committed?"

He rubbed his temples, his tone carrying a hint of resigned mockery.

"Alright! How about I get you two a room, you can go in and have a one-on-one match to decide the winner, that way you won't have to worry about being seen by other people."

The two girls were stunned for a moment, not quite understanding what his sudden use of gaming terminology meant. Did he really want them to fight?

Li Ran, however, became interested and began assigning roles in a serious manner: "Xiao Tian, ​​I think you'd be perfect for Sett. Just go in and unleash a charged punch!"

He mimicked a punching motion, glancing at Tian Xiwei with a hint of mockery.

"As for coconuts?" He turned to Zhou Ye, who was puffing up in anger, his eyes gleaming with a mischievous light.

"You're going to play Lissandra, with your Frost Claws..."

He deliberately drew out his words, his gaze sweeping over Zhou Ye's slender fingers, "Go and grab her, how about that? Fair and reasonable, each relying on their own abilities."

Zhou Ye understood that Li Ran was using a game analogy, but instead of being amused, he became even more annoyed, glaring at him: "Is this your idea?"

Li Ran shrugged, saying helplessly, "What else can I do? Am I really going to just watch you two fight again in front of me?"

He glanced at Zhou Ye, thinking to himself: With your small frame, if you try to fight head-on, you'll probably just be handing yourself over to "Shouhao" for another few punches.

Tian Xiwei was equally dissatisfied, but instead of responding, she expressed her dissatisfaction through her actions.

She turned around, clenched her fist, and punched Li Ran in the chest with just the right amount of force, somewhere between hitting and being coquettish, more like an intimate touch imbued with emotion.

"Tian Xiwei! Why did you hit him?!" Zhou Ye exploded instantly, his voice rising like a small animal whose territory had been invaded.

Tian Xiwei withdrew her hand, glanced at her sideways, and said in a defiant yet matter-of-fact tone, "I can hit you if I want to, what's it to you! You flat-chested idiot!"

"you!"

The string of reason in Zhou Ye's mind snapped.

With both old and new grudges combined with this public humiliation, she screamed and, disregarding any semblance of image or strategy, reached out and grabbed at Tian Xiwei's chest, which was made even more prominent by her arms crossed!

Tian Xiwei was startled when she was surprised that Li Ran actually dared to make a move in front of her. She instinctively tried to back away, but tripped and lost her balance. With a cry of surprise, she crashed hard into Li Ran's arms.

Zhou Ye's attack missed, but he didn't stop. Using the momentum of his forward charge, he reached out again and this time accurately grabbed his target, even giving it a retaliatory squeeze!

"Ugh!" Tian Xiwei groaned in pain, her face changing instantly.

Li Ran, who was being used as a human cushion, was completely dumbfounded.

Before he could even savor the feeling of being surrounded by soft, fragrant flesh, the outrageous scene before him made his temples throb.

No, he hasn't even tried this place himself yet! This is the second time he's used this coconut, isn't it?!

"Zhou Ye, you're asking for death!!" Tian Xiwei was completely enraged, her shame and pain turning into a raging fire.

She even unconsciously used the move name that Li Ran had just made up: Sylvie's Thunder Punch!

"Bang!"

A dull thud, much heavier than when he had punched Li Ran earlier, landed squarely on Zhou Ye's shoulder near his chest.

At this point, Tian Xiwei was clearly enraged and didn't hold back.

Li Ran watched Zhou Ye retreat, his scalp tingling, and he thought to himself, "This is bad, it might really be a 'critical hit'!"

"Enough!" he shouted in a low voice. He reacted extremely quickly, using his arms to grab Tian Xiwei, who was about to throw another punch. At the same time, he took a step forward and forcefully inserted himself between the two girls, separating them with his body.

My heart was pounding, and a cold sweat broke out on my back. Luckily, the corner was relatively secluded, and there was no one else around.

If anyone takes a picture or sees this, the hashtag #LiRan'sLoveTriangleDisputeInTheFilmSet# will definitely trend on social media. He's already come up with the headline for the marketing accounts!

"Li Ran! Did you see that! This is how she hit me!" Zhou Ye clutched his shoulder, his eyes instantly reddening again. His voice was trembling with sobs and boundless grievance as he pointed at Tian Xiwei, who was being stopped by Li Ran, and accused her.

Tian Xiwei was held tightly by Li Ran. She struggled for a moment but couldn't break free. Her chest heaved with anger, and she retorted without backing down, "Why don't you admit you hit me first! Stop pretending to be innocent!"

Li Ran felt like he was overwhelmed, his brain was buzzing.

Back in the decisive game of the World Championship, facing the pressure of the opponent stealing Baron, he never felt his CPU was about to overload and burn out like it is now.

This situation is a million times more difficult to manage than leading a team fight to turn the tide!

"Alright! Is this really necessary for you two?!"

Li Ran raised his voice, trying to intimidate the crowd with his imposing presence.

"Yes!" Zhou Ye shouted, his voice trembling with tears.

"Of course there is!" Tian Xiwei retorted, sticking her neck out.

Zhou Ye stared intently at Tian Xiwei, who was being protected behind Li Ran, wiped his eyes forcefully, and declared his ownership, word by word: "I'm his girlfriend! Tian Xiwei, stay away from him!"

Upon hearing this, Tian Xiwei sneered. She slightly raised her chin, her gaze passing over Li Ran's shoulder, and asked sarcastically, "So what?"

"Girlfriend, is that so great?" She paused, her gaze shifting to Li Ran's profile, which was so close to hers, her tone laced with provocation.

"Zhou Ye, why don't you ask Li Ran yourself if he wants to stay away from me?"

Zhou Ye was stunned for a moment, all his accusations and grievances frozen on his face.

Yes! Li Ran seemed to be trying to mediate the fight, but his attitude remained ambiguous...

She felt uneasy; what exactly was Li Ran's attitude?

She turned her head stiffly to look at Li Ran, her eyes filled with expectation, but her voice trembled slightly.

"Li Ran...you go ahead."

She needed a clear answer from him, a reassurance that could dispel the unease in her heart.

Li Ran never expected things to turn out this way. In the game, he could predict his opponent's actions, but emotions don't follow rules and are uncontrollable.

He didn't hesitate for long, or rather, in this situation, hesitation itself was a form of harm.

He took a deep breath, looked at Zhou Ye earnestly, and asked, "Coconut, will you be able to get along well with Xiaotian in the future?"

The moment the words left his mouth, the last glimmer of expectation in Zhou Ye's eyes vanished like a candle in the wind.

The answer, though not explicitly stated, is so clear it's almost cruel.

Zhou Ye's face paled slightly, and he murmured, "Okay! I understand, Li Ran."

Her tone was calm, devoid of any emotion, and she turned and left after speaking.