"What, what flirting?" Pei Lu's heart skipped a beat, "I just played a few games with her."
But Xiao Roubao looked like I don’t listen to me: “Every time I call you double row, you say you want to play Korean server! In a blink of an eye, you have already played so many games with Wanan when you first came to the national server, so you just say, Are you forgetting your righteousness at the sight of color!"
"Brother Yang asked me to come back to play the national server recently, so I came back."
Little Roubao finally lowered his voice: "By the way, I forgot to ask, why did Brother Yang suddenly let you return to the Chinese server? Didn't you not be restricted before?"
Chen He happened to come down from upstairs, Pei Lu twitched the corner of his mouth: "It's nothing, he raised his mouth, I just wanted to come back to call, so Brother Yang gave me the number."
"Come on, Xiaolu," Chen He said, "I'll stand in two rows and practice tacit understanding."
Little Roubao: "Xiaolu is lining up with me."
"Farewell, don't let Xiaolu kneel with you as soon as he returns to the national server." Chen He sat down on the gaming chair, opened LOL, and immediately changed his words after seeing the message box that popped up in the game, "Xiaolu, get off!" Next time, Miaomiao let me take her to play a few times."
Pei Lu didn't plan to line up with Chen He at all. Hearing this sentence, he just hummed lightly and continued to operate the Titan in his hand.
Naturally, they lost this game.
The two big red letters of failure appeared on the computer screen. Chen He glanced at it and smiled: "Look, I've said it all, you will lose points if you row with buns."
Pei Lu: "It's my problem."
He did put some water.
He just watched a bit of barrage, and the angles of those black people cursing were too tricky, he couldn't even imagine how miserable Mu Wanwan would be scolded if he lost.
But even if he doesn't release the water, they have no chance of winning this game—except for Xiaoroubao's mid laner, the other two lanes have already been blown up, and the middle of the game has not yet arrived, and their top lane is two levels behind the others, and the jungle area is also early. He was ruled by the opponent's jungler.
If he is doing trouble in the bottom lane, then the jungler on the opposite side will hit 100 Gank.
Exit the data page, and a dialog box pops up.
[Prince Melancholy: Are you yourself?]
Pei Lu: "..."
Is he overacting? Don't you look like yourself anymore
[TS. Luu: Yes.]
The barrage was very lively, and Mu Wanwan looked at each of them, wondering about her relationship with Pei Lu.
"Don't talk nonsense, Lu Shen and I are just game friends." Not even friends.
[I don't believe it, you came to duo with you as soon as the broadcast started, and you were just doing the operation in the river...]
[Why is your God of Lu so good? After one game, I haven't won the Q for the anchor once, so what kind of game are you playing? Go home and study hard! ]
[Why didn’t you say that when Lu Shen played the auxiliary position in the game to drive the rhythm of the audience? Spray if you don't perform well in ranking? ]
Almost all were discussing Pei Lu.
Mu Wanwan took a few glances at the game friend application sent by Xiaoroubao, and got upset, so she simply downloaded the broadcast, said goodbye to Pei Lu, and then closed the game.
"Play more and then download it?" Lin Jiu was sitting on her bed watching Korean dramas. When she saw her coming, he made room for it, "You are too stingy with this rebroadcast."
"Those people have been spraying Pei Lu, so stop broadcasting it."
Lin Jiu was puzzled: "They sprayed Pei Lu, not you."
"Did you forget? I'm his personal fan," Mu Wanwan said half-truthfully, "I can't see others saying he's not good. This is fan psychology, you don't understand."
"Just so you come here," Lin Jiu picked up Mu Wanwan's Ipad, unlocked the screen, opened the Doumao APP, and clicked into the live broadcast room of 'National Server First Assistant', "You haven't seen Meow Meow Boxing yet, have you? come and see."
Mu Wanwan: "What's so good about her?"
Saying this on her mouth, she still couldn't help but glance over there when she heard the sweet voice of "He Ge".
Miao Miao has black hair and straight hair, and her nose is heavily hit, which makes her nose look extremely weird. Lying Silkworm seems to have applied several layers of makeup, and the whole makeup looks dirty.
None of this is critical.
Mu Wanwan moved towards the screen and looked straight at it.
"She... one is worth two of us."
Meow Meow Fist's chest is extremely scary.
She only wore a pair of shorts, because it was too tight, and the pattern on the Bra could be seen clearly.
I don't know if it's too heavy or what, but the perfect circle is just placed on the table, and the scenery is faintly visible.
Lin Jiu: "Don't build up other people's aspirations and destroy your own prestige."
"OK," Mu Wanwan said with emotion as she watched Miaomiao Quan skillfully coquettishly throwing wheat kisses, "With this kind of opponent, you can still win the number one entertainment anchor ranking. I really admire you from the bottom of my heart."
Although Miaomiaoquan is currently broadcasting LOL, she is classified in the section of entertainment anchors.
"I rely on my strength, okay?"
Mu Wanwan was about to say something when she heard a sound from the tablet.
"Xiaolu, do you save all those subjects for make-up exams?"
"Well," came Pei Lu's gentle voice, "it's the only way."
They chatted as if nothing had happened, and they didn't seem to realize that their conversation had passed through Chen He's microphone and was placed in the live broadcast room.
Fearing that the audience wouldn't recognize it, Miao Miao Quan covered her mouth and screamed softly: "Ah~~It's the voice of God Lu~"
Chen He pretended to be cold and sneered, "Why are you so excited when you hear his voice?"
"I'm just excited," Miao Miao fisted her face with both hands, "Don't be jealous."
The barrage received mixed reviews, and the live broadcast was very effective.
Mu Wanwan suddenly remembered something: "Didn't you say that she had a crush on you before? Why are you with Chen He again now?"
It's funny to say that Lin Jiu spent less than a week with his ex-boyfriend.
"He? He was thrown by Miaomiao punch, and it seems that Chen He handed in another one... I don't know, it's very messy anyway."
It's quite messy.
Mu Wanwan had no interest at first, but after hearing Pei Lu's voice, she stopped playing with her mobile phone.
Chen He continued to hear voices from the microphone: "Does the counselor still know you?"
Pei Lu smiled lightly: "I know you, and you called me yesterday."
"Hey." Mu Wanwan listened, put her hand on her chin, and opened her mouth leisurely.
Lin Jiu got up and combed his hair, ready to go back: "Huh?"
"Do you think Pei Lu's voice is nice?"
"..." Lin Jiu paused, glanced at her, his expression was indescribable, "Mu Wanwan."
"Um?"
"I feel like you're not chasing idols anymore."
Mu Wanwan didn't think much about it, the idol was just something she couldn't get along with before: "What does it look like?"
"It's like having a crush on someone else."
"oh."
"Um???"
Mu Wanwan raised her head in surprise, "...you've lost your head because of too many live broadcasts."
Lin Jiu was noncommittal and did not discuss this topic with her further.
She lifted her backpack: "I'm leaving."
After sending Lin Jiu out, Mu Wanwan came back and found that Meow Meow Fist had already been broadcast.
They have just started a game, judging from the game time, it is impossible to finish it in less than fifteen minutes.
She looked at the barrage wonderingly, and found that there was a lot of information.
[Did I just hear the knock on the door? ? ]
[It’s knocking on the door, it’s just that the strength is relatively strong. I also heard someone calling Chen He's name all the time, in a bad tone... ]
[Yes, and Chen He immediately disconnected directly, and the anchor seems to have immediately downloaded it? ]
Mu Wanwan hesitated for a moment, but still couldn't hold back, she ran to the computer and re-boarded the game.
Sure enough, the game accounts of Xiaoroubao and Pei Lu have also gone offline.
**
Pei Lu did not expect to encounter such a situation.
"Hiss—" The scar on Chen He's cheek was touched by iodine, and he gasped in pain, "Doctor, can you be gentle?"
Brother Yang stood aside with a sullen face, and there was a boy sitting beside him.
The boy was a little chubby and had an ugly face. He was glaring at Chen He angrily. It was Fu Zhou, the jungler of HSS.
The manager of HSS arrived quickly, and asked Fu Zhou as soon as he came in, "What's going on?"
Fu Zhou bit his lip and didn't speak.
The HSS coach following behind the manager spoke first: "What can happen? Isn't it because of that female anchor named Miaomiao?"
Mentioning his girlfriend's name, Fu Zhou blushed with anger, and wanted to rush towards Chen He, but was stopped by everyone.
Chen He sneered: "You wait, I'm going to sue you for beating a member of another team, just wait for the suspension notice."
"Okay," Fu Zhou's voice was rough, "Then I'll reveal your fandom, who is afraid of whom?"
"okay!!"
Brother Yang roared, and the two sides finally quieted down, only Fu Zhou's panting could be heard.
"Tell me, how do you want to solve it?" Brother Yang frowned, looked at the HSS manager, and said concisely, "My idea is private, what about you?"
Chen He was anxious: "He beat my face like this, why did he keep it private..."
"Don't talk." Brother Yang interrupted him.
Fu Zhou was the first to act, no matter what the reason was, they didn't take it for granted, the HSS manager naturally agreed.
After the group left, Brother Yang turned and went upstairs: "Chen He, come up with me."
Seeing the backs of the two leaving, Brother Hu still didn't understand: "Why did Fu Zhou hit Chen He? Why can't I understand?"
"Stupid," Xiaoroubao said, "Chen He is cuckolding someone."
Brother Hu was silent for a while, and then he spoke after a while: "...that's really unkind."
"It's me and I can't stand this anger. I've said it all. Chen He provokes girls everywhere, and things will always happen," Xiao Roubao turned his head after speaking, and saw Pei Lu playing with his mobile phone, "Xiao Lu, what do you think? ?”
Pei Lu didn't even turn his head, and absent-mindedly replied yes.
"What are you looking at... Oh my Cao!"
Little Roubao seemed to see something he shouldn't look at, and immediately bounced back, his eyes widened, "Xiaolu, you, you, what are you looking for??"
Pei Lu's phone is a search engine.
It says "LOL professional game female player".
Pei Lu put away his mobile phone and smiled: "It's nothing, just looking around."
Nearly half an hour later, Chen He walked down the stairs angrily.
The four people below didn't pay attention to him, they were all doing their own things, and the whole base was filled with low air pressure.
The next day, the regular season of the spring season.
TS has a game today.
In the lounge, the atmosphere is dignified—the HSS lounge is next to them.
The friction between the two teams was only yesterday, and it is quite embarrassing that the distance is so close now. Fortunately, HSS's game is the first game, and they are the second game, so they will not collide head-on.
Pei Lu didn't care much, holding his mobile phone, leaning against the wall of the corridor, watching the replay of a certain live broadcast room.
It didn't take long for HSS to lose the first quarter of the game. Fu Zhou played abnormally. He manipulated the blind monk and kicked the enemy's alchemy directly to his own AD's face. A wave of key mistakes led to the failure of the game.
But the teammates of HSS obviously didn't take it seriously, and they kept comforting Fu Zhou on the way back.
Pei Lu raised his eyes and was about to say hello to the captain of the HSS when he saw Chen He coming out of the waiting room.
Pei Lu thought inwardly that something was wrong.
"Hey, the number one blind monk in the national uniform, why are you keeping your head down?" Chen He raised the corner of his mouth, opening his mouth to provoke.
**
Mu Wanwan didn't start the live broadcast today.
She was lying on the bed with a pillow in her arms, an iPad was placed on the small table in front of her, and she was watching the live broadcast of the LPL Spring Split.
After the first match, Mu Wanwan checked Weibo.
Sure enough, the HSS official blog has fallen, and it is full of mockery of Fu Zhou.
When playing games, there are winners and losers, and there are extreme operations, so naturally you will miss once in a while.
Fu Zhou didn't see these people boasting when he beat the wild boar girl to control the whole situation last year. Today, he just accidentally missed a round in the BO3 system of the regular season. It was so miserable.
It's really not easy being a professional player.
She waited for a full twenty minutes, and the next game didn't start.
Normally, the next game would start within ten minutes, otherwise today's game would be endless.
She was wondering when, on the screen, the two commentators glanced at each other.
"Well... I received a temporary notice that some accidents happened in the backstage of our game today. I hope everyone can wait patiently, and the game will start soon."
This waiting has passed for more than half a while.
Finally, HSS took the stage, and the jungler Fu Zhou was nowhere to be seen, and his position was replaced by a substitute.
The strength of HSS itself is not strong. Without the old player Fu Zhou, the second quarter game was quickly taken away, and the game was officially lost.
Ten minutes later, the second game of the day started. When TS walked onto the stage, everyone froze again.
I saw that TS's ADC Chen He was also gone, and standing among them was an AD substitute who had never played before.
And Lu, the pillar of TS, has a rare cold face.
After three games, TS lost the regular season with a 1-2 record.
In the middle of the game, Pei Lu didn't smile once, and the other TS players also had very serious expressions.
The dimples are gone, and the canine teeth are gone.
Mu Wanwan clicked her tongue in her heart.
Who made the assistant father angry.