"Is there?"
Zhou Kanqing was pulling the monster while asking Xue Lan and Duan Wenzheng who had already cleared the boss again behind him.
Xue Lan's character touched the boss and dropped it, then stood up: "No."
Zhou Kanqing barely kept his sleepy eyes open, frowning as he looked at the time that had already passed two in the morning and several of Duan Wenzheng's teammates who had left as they could not hold on any longer. He could not help but look with disdain at Duan Wenzheng who was standing next to him as if nothing had happened.
He turned around indifferently and knocked the monster in his hand away, but still no chip fell.
Zhou Kanqing rubbed his brows and thought about whether he should stop here today...
"Are you sleepy?"
Duan Wenzheng's voice brought his thoughts back to the main body. He had known Duan Wenzheng for more than ten years, but he never thought that Duan Wenzheng would have a change of heart. He was embarrassed by his sudden regret and thought about whether to continue for a while...
When I looked up, I realized that Duan Wenzhen’s words were not directed at me
"Are you sleepy?" Duan Wenzheng saw that Xue Lan didn't answer, so he asked again in a low voice: "If you are sleepy, go to sleep. Zhou Kanqing and I can take care of it."
"?"
Xue Lan waved his hands awkwardly: "I'm fine, but he seems very sleepy, why don't we let him go to sleep first..."
"It's okay." Duan Wenzheng said casually: "Zhou Kanqing is not sleepy."
"… "
"???" Zhou Kanqing almost turned away in anger. He rolled his eyes and said, "Isn't it breakfast for the first month? Can't I buy it?"
"Remember to buy a double portion, after all, he is still growing."
"..." What do you mean by growing up? This is clearly taking advantage of someone's misfortune!
But Zhou Kanqing couldn't say no, after all, what made him feel guilty was that the bet between him and Xue Lan was that he bet that Duan Wenzheng could only get eighth place. But could he be blamed for this?
Zhou Yaba ate a mouthful of coptis root and struggled: "I won't stay in the youth training camp forever. So, if he gets into LGW, I'll buy him breakfast for a month. If he doesn't get in, I can just give him a discount in cash."
Duan Wenzheng narrowed his eyes slightly. Xue Lan saw that someone always seemed to get into trouble whenever he acted like this, so he quickly stood up and said, "No, no, I was just joking with him!"
"Yes." Zhou Kanqing didn't mind: "Okay, there will definitely be a lot of promises."
After Zhou Kanqing said this, he seemed to be afraid that Duan Wenzheng would still be thinking about him, so he hurriedly said that he was sleepy, packed up his things and ran out of the training room.
After the troublesome person left, Duan Wenzheng switched back to the game: "Want to start again? Or should I go to bed now?"
This was just a very ordinary sentence, but Xue Lan's face flushed again.
"Let's start another game."
Upon hearing this, Duan Wenzheng opened the game. The empty training room was so quiet that the only sound was the two people typing on the keyboard and mouse.
Even though they were the only two people left in the training room, Xue Lan's private chat window started flashing again.
reset: How have you considered it
The blush on Xue Lan's cheeks deepened, and when she raised her eyes, she could see the past messages on it.
reset: If you flash the chip, how will you thank me
reset: My dad urged me to go there these days and asked me to take you with me.
reset: If you can flash the chip, will you accompany me to have dinner again
Xue Lan pretended to be calm as he adjusted the gun's properties, thinking about what to do next—
reset: My dad told him he hated you.
Xue Lan's ears inexplicably turned red because of this sentence, and he opened the chat window.
exist: Aren’t there only two of us left? Why are you still typing
reset: I’m afraid you’ll be shy.
Xue Lan stared blankly at the message sent by Duan Wenzheng, and her cheeks, which had just been slightly flushed, instantly turned completely red.
reset: How about it
Xue Lan managed to calm down.
exist: It’s not good to keep deceiving people like this…
reset: But if he takes me there once and I tell him we break up, wouldn’t that solidify my reputation as a scumbag
reset: You have to deal with it three to five times at least, don’t you think
That’s true, but…
Three to five times of breaking up...
Is there any difference from the last time
reset: huh
exist：OK.
Xue Lan nervously and carefully typed out the reply, and when she breathed a sigh of relief, Duan Wenzheng suddenly sighed.
He looked up at him in confusion.
"If I had known you would agree so easily, I should have said six to eight times... or thirteen or fourteen times, what do you think?"
"… "
Xue Lan turned his attention to the game and ignored him.
But when his eyes fell on the game, his gaze suddenly froze.
In this team survival battle, the ID of one of the players seems... familiar.
yeran009.
Xue Lan looked at it for a long time in confusion, but couldn't remember where he had seen this ID before.
But since he couldn't afford it, Xue Lan didn't bother about it anymore. After the game started, he cleaned up the battlefield with Duan Wenzheng.
It was already late at night, and Xue Lan couldn't help but feel a little sleepy in this slow-paced survival battle with trumpets. He was bored and killed the early zombies. When the game was about to start, he glanced at the kill bar and found that a certain id had killed a lot of trumpets in a row.
That’s yeran009.
Xue Lan stopped his action in confusion, and thought again about when and where he had seen this ID.
"What's wrong?" Perhaps noticing Xue Lan's hesitation, Duan Wen Zheng turned to look at his screen.
"Why does this yeran009 seem a little familiar..."
Duan Wenzheng looked at the kill bar after hearing that. He glanced at the lines of prompts and raised his eyebrows in sudden realization, saying, "You don't have to keep unimportant people in mind."
“…” Has he really seen this person before
As Xue Lan thought about this, he suddenly vaguely remembered that when Duan Wenzheng was first framed for the "cheating incident", the game host who bet with him that he would eat the keyboard seemed to have the same ID.
In order to confirm, Xue Lan quickly quit the game and opened a small account to search for the live broadcast room. Sure enough, he confirmed that this yeran009 was the original yeran001.
It’s just that why couldn’t an anchor who was originally ranked among the top in the national server start training his trumpet to fight survival battles
While he was wondering, he found that in the game that the anchor was broadcasting, his teammate was driving a motorcycle through the streets, and yeran009, who was sitting in the back seat of the car, was holding a gun and clearing out the trumpets that had no time to defend themselves.
Why does this style of play look... a little familiar.
If this was just a familiar look, then seeing the title of the live broadcast room "The violent upgrade of pulling monsters reappears and the anchor will take you to a high" made him confirm his guess.
He was imitating the fighting style of himself and Duan Wenzhen in their initial survival battle.
"Look at these noobs, my little friend!"
"Analysis of the violent upgrade method! If you think the anchor is good at playing, give him a gift!"
"As long as I stand here, I'll see who can level up!"
At this moment, someone suddenly asked in the live broadcast room:
Reasonable Xiaoyu: Isn't this the style of play used by babycandy and reset? Is the anchor's hit rate higher than that of the girls
"Who is she?" Live said disdainfully, "That girl has been praised as a god recently. If we really want to talk about her accuracy, she should practice for another ten years!"
The host seemed to be in high spirits, talking a lot amidst a screen full of gifts, and it seemed that because it was a novice game, he didn't even notice that he and Duan Wenzheng were in the same game.
In fact, ever since Xue Lan's account reached the maximum level, he and Duan Wenzheng would no longer use this violent upgrade method even if they were to fight the survival boss again.
There is nothing wrong with this style of play. After all, in the survival of the fittest, the strong are the kings in the gunfight game. However, he said that gaining experience is a hard requirement for the account, but this anchor's trumpet is already at the maximum level of 50...
It's obvious that he's using a small account that hasn't played any ranked games and a filler AI to bully the noobs.
The front-row anchor of the national server only dared to perform in the novice area with a small account in order to show his skills...
But this didn't matter to him, and he didn't want to be put down by such people in the live broadcast room, so he planned to quit the live broadcast room -
Lantian Baiyun: The person who said reset was cheating has apologized. I remember the anchor also said that, right? Why didn’t I see you apologize
Xue Lan paused as he was about to exit the live broadcast room.
As expected, the audience in the live broadcast room became excited by this news, and began to flood the screen with questions to the anchor, asking why Duan Wenzhen didn't cheat. Instead of apologizing for throwing dirty water on him before, he continued to imitate Duan Wenzhen to take advantage of his popularity.
The host's expression gradually became ugly. He originally didn't want to answer, but there were too many people asking questions, so he could only answer with a tense expression:
"Who said riding a motorcycle is imitating him? Then in the future, whoever plays this game should not use any means of transportation or shoot, otherwise it will be imitation!"
"To the point of cheating..."
"Why should I apologize? Who knew that LGW was short of snipers? How do you know that Wind didn't intentionally protect that hacker?"
Hearing this, Xue Lan's eyes darkened.
No one is unaware of what the term "cheating" means to an e-sports player. But it is precisely because they know this that they use the most malicious words to wantonly injure others, and even refuse to give up after knowing the truth.
"What's wrong?"
Duan Wenzheng's voice brought Xue Lan back to his senses. He closed the live broadcast window and switched to the game.
But just as he switched off the game, he heard a few gunshots beside his ears—
When Xue Lan hurriedly held up his gun and was about to pull the trigger in response to the pressure, he found that the person who was leisurely putting away the gun beside him was not... reset.
Xue Lan quickly put away his gun, looked at the bodies not far from his feet that were obviously rushed to "go to the grave" in batches, and glanced at the people around him guiltily: "Sorry, I was distracted just now."
"Just play around, it's just a human-machine thing."
Duan Wen Zheng didn't care about these things at first. Instead, he turned around and looked at the person next to him who was habitually rechecking his gun after switching games.
"What did he say?" Seeing Xue Lan remained silent, Duan Wenzheng did not ask further questions and turned his gaze to the screen: "It doesn't matter. If you are still angry, why don't we go and stop him?"
"No need." Xue Lan moved towards the central area where the boss was, and said sullenly, "If I go to block him, there will be more people waiting to watch the fun in his live broadcast room. Why should I increase his live broadcast popularity?"
Last time, he made a bet with this anchor in anger. Although he taught this talkative anchor a lesson during the live broadcast, it did bring some popularity to his live broadcast. Xue Lan didn't think much of it at the time, but now seeing that he was still imitating Duan Wenzheng's playing style to gain popularity and saying slanderous words at the same time, Xue Lan didn't want to let him take advantage of him at all.
"Yes, we can't let him get away with it."
Duan Wenzheng looked at the angry child with a smile in his eyes. He hesitated for a moment and said, "You haven't broadcast live for a long time?"