I Rely On Acting Well-behaved To Marry First, Then Fall In Love

Chapter 33: Little wild horse

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At 4pm, with an hour and a half left before the end of the get off work day, Zhuang Yiyun was slacking off in Chengzi's live broadcast room. Not wanting to be disturbed, he even locked the door of his office. Ke Mingcheng was so upset that he didn't know whether to laugh or cry... He had to think about whether to face him as a boss or an old classmate.

In the live broadcast room, Orange, who mocked Yan Yan for not understanding jungler and support duo roaming, locked Li Bai in the jungle. He was on the third floor, Yan Yan was on the fourth floor, and the passers-by on the fifth floor sent out a row of question marks and posted the jungler's results in seconds. Orange didn't even look at the fancy results and directly signaled: [I'll lead the team].

The fifth floor was not satisfied with this, and it was obvious that he thought he could carry the team. Or maybe he came to carry the girls, and was going to show off, but the jungle position was gone. In short, this guy started looking for trouble from the beginning.

When Orange counter-jungled at the beginning, he mocked him for overestimating his abilities and then Orange got the first blood in seconds. The slapping sounded, and his teammates were all clicking [NICE], but he didn't say anything. Less than half a minute later, seeing that Orange had a good rhythm and no loopholes to exploit, he immediately turned his fire to the support Yan Yan.

"Where's the support? Wandering around in the jungle? You're fucking following the shooter." The rough old smoker's voice made Orange frown slightly.

He turned on the camera in his live broadcast room, and when he saw this action, the barrage of comments flew like snowflakes.

[Chenbao is angry, you are dead!]

[You are so brave to scold Orange’s husband! ]

Zhuang Yiyun was quick to report the post about her husband, accusing him of spreading rumors.

No one in the game responded to the hot-tempered guy with a smoky voice, and within two seconds his insults escalated.

"Fuck! How am I supposed to fight two on one? Where's the fucking support?! Jungler, are you an idiot? Didn't you see that I'm fighting in the bottom lane? Can't you come and gank them?"

After Orange killed the dragon, the opponent came to interfere. He led Yan Yan to fight two against three, relying on positioning and micro-management to show off. Before the mage came to support, he had already taken three heads.

"Assist, follow me." The guy with the smoky voice came back to life and shouted again.

Orange, who had not turned on the microphone before, could no longer bear it and started arguing with the other party.

"Looking at the minimap, I can tell that you are too greedy for output and stand too far forward. You always want to go over the tower to kill the opponent's shooter, but your operation is not good enough. If you don't get killed, who will? They said that the support didn't follow you, but the opponent's support was also roaming. You and the opponent's shooter were one-on-one more often than two-on-one. Besides, would it be useful even if it was two-on-one? I took the support to go to the bottom lane to gank, but you just kept pressing on the opposite tower and didn't let anyone out. You..."

Chengzi is a reasonable technical anchor. His way of talking back to others is like that of an e-sports player reviewing a game, which is to point out the mistakes of the opponent. But the guy on the other side is obviously a rookie and a troublemaker, so how could he listen to him? As he was talking, the other side started to swear at him in a way that was totally irrelevant.

When Chengzi heard this, he became even angrier. From the camera, his face turned red due to anger.

Seeing that he wanted to say more, Yan Yan knew that he, a scholar, could not win an argument with a soldier, so he spoke out to stop him.

"You just need to beat the opponent. Leave this idiot to your brother."

When Zhuang Yiyun heard the word "brother", he felt a tingling sensation from his heart to his fingertips, and his hand holding the phone was shaking.

That’s not all. The comments were always more excited than the real person. Words like “boyfriend power”, “you’re the only one who knows how to spoil”, “I’m dying of admiration” and so on were flying in front of Zhuang Yiyun. He couldn’t stand it and gritted his teeth to turn off the comments.