NovelEnglish#Xyla Quest replaces Canelo in the Spring Playoff Semifinals# appeared as the third hot topic of the day.
Without further ado, Xyla Quest tapped the topic and scrolled through it. The first thing that caught her eyes was the declaration post uploaded by Team QPG's official account. Canelo's injury and the news about her replacing him in the playoff semifinals were all clearly stated in the post.
The comment section below exploded with exhilaration.
The breaking news had successfully won great attention from all over the world.
"From the video about her playing with Amigo at the cyber cafe, I think she'll nail it!" "I haven't seen a female player from our region in years. She'll definitely beca household nif she manages to win the game." "Honestly speaking, I don't know what's so great about her. Why is everyone calling her pretty? There are many better-looking girls out there, okay? Countless people can't make their debut as a professional gamer even after a lifetof trying. How can she represent her team out of nowhere?" "Dude, why are you so mean? There are many more girls who are better-looking than Xyla? Where are they? Show us, can you? You keep judging her appearance, what about you? Are you prettier than her?" "I'll tell you why, my friend. It is because Xyla is rich. It is because Xyla is attractive. It is because Xyla is undoubtedly skilled in video games. Get it?" It seemed that everyone had faith in her.
All thanks to the exposed video at the cyber cafe.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtPaying no notice to the negative comments about her, Xyla exited Weibo with delight and flipped open the files on her desk.
In addition to the training at Team QPG's base later, she also had to accompany her father to Belrynna in the evening. Whether it was regarding Quest Property Group or X Entertainment, she ought to finish all the work as fast as possible.
Buzz buzz buzz...
Her phone vibrated right after she went through the first document.
Though she had a lot to do, she instantly picked up the call seeing that it was from Josh Batton.
On the other end of the phone, Josh sat alone at a round table in front of a cafe. He was wearing a black trench coat, a white dress shirt, and a pair of black trousers, looking exceptionally charming.
His hair was neatly parted in 3:7, and the light makeup perfectly adorned his look. There were many photographers, makeup artists, and lightning technicians around him.
All of them were busy setting up the equipment in preparation for his street photography.
Besides, there was a red cordon about ten meters away from the cafe. Numerous security guards stood in front of the cordon to prevent Josh's crazy fans from approaching.
As expected, the crowd surrounding the cordon was all his fans, most of whom were female fans.
They were constantly shouting at Josh to show their support despite being physically halted by that red cordon. Everyone's eyes were filled with excitement and anticipation.
As soon as Xyla answered the call, Josh walked into the cafe and began to speak in a soft, tender tone. "I heard you're going to play in the tournament?" Xyla responded truthfully, "Yes." "I'd love to watch the game... I'll definitely bring my whole family to support you on that day." His eyes were as warm as the sunlight outside.
Meanwhile, the two female baristas in the cafe had already lost their sanity when they saw Josh entering their cafe.
The two of them were clutching each other's hand excitedly, hardly breathing at all.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"Hey, who do you think Josh Batton is talking to? I've never seen him being so gentle before..."
"He has always been very gentle, alright? He's always a warm-hearted Q.
boy." S~Malh the FindNovint website on Googl" to access chapters of early and in the highest quality. "No. Look at his eyes. I'm pretty sure they're more gentle than before. Do you think he's talking to his girlfriend?"
"Nah, that's impossible. Josh is single. If a pop star like him really is dating, his girlfriend must have long been known and gone viral on the internet. No matter who is on the other end of the phone, I'm so envious of her!"
Though the girls tried to keep their voices low, Josh could clearly hear their conversation. Nevertheless, he ignored them and continued standing in the doorway. He covered one side of his ears so he could listen to Xyla e better. "Sure, but please keep a low-profile, okay? Otherwise, I'm afraid that the arena will becyour fan meeting instead of a gtournament." "I know. I promise that I won't steal your thunder." Josh grinned. His smile was clean and pure, and his eyes were shining like stars.
"It's not about stealing the limelight. It's a matter of your safety," nagged Xyla.
"I understand." Josh's smile did not falter for a second.
"Why is it so noisy on your side?" X
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