C70 Dirty Tricks

Chen Lang woke up from his dream under the light of the morning sun. The MP3 had already run out of power. Chen Lang put it on the bedside table. He picked up his phone. Other than the messages sent by Qiqi, who didn't dare to read, there was another message: "Brother Chen Lang, are you alright? I'm very worried, the competition will start at 3 PM on next Saturday. There are still 6 days left