Maybe she was depressed by the vote. Shen Qiao didn't go online for a long time. After getting up every morning to check in at the swimming pool, she stayed in the training room until two or three o'clock in the morning, but not in the rankings. Instead, they slaughter wildly in a big fight.
Lu Zhe accompanies him to the end every night, watching his screen in the gaps in the line, either just rushing into the crowd for a 1v5, or on the way to prepare for a 1v5.
It was his change that became more and more fierce in the canyon, so that the next five games of DG were all 2-0. In a total of ten games, Shen Qiao won the MVP of four games, and was evenly divided with Lu Zhe. The next two games are from Qian Bao.
- This makes DG's fans talk in the e-sports circle recently as if they don't recognize their six relatives.
It is a pity that Shen Qiao himself, who is in the limelight, refused to be interviewed after the game. It seems that as long as the majority of fans do not forget his vote, he will not appear in the public eye for a day.
Because of this, he plans to pigeon off the rest of his live stream in June.
As the end of the month approached, Manager Zhou counted the live broadcast time in the team and saw that Shen Qiao was short of twenty-four hours, and the whole person felt a little bad.
He also learned from Lu Zhe the reason why Shen Qiao didn't want to live broadcast, but the live broadcast contract was there, and Manager Zhou was stroking his thinning hair in the office, and decided to remind Shen Qiao in a roundabout and euphemistic way.
One morning, Shen Qiao routinely carried her bag to go to the swimming pool, but was quickly stopped by Manager Zhou at the entrance of the stairs.
"Little wolf, early, let's have breakfast together?"
Shen Qiao stopped going down the stairs, put one hand in his pocket and glanced at him, and said casually, "I just ate some bread in the room, I'm not hungry."
That's what denial means.
Seeing that he was about to disappear in three or two steps, Manager Zhou was anxious. He had not yet thought about how to speak, and his mind was full of leaving people behind before saying:
"Hey! Wait!"
Shen Qiao patiently stopped again, this time he saw that Manager Zhou had something to say.
Manager Zhou couldn't hold back anything important for a while, and couldn't change the topic to the live broadcast quietly. He was in a hurry, and his eyes instantly saw the floor number "2" hanging on the wall.
He clapped his hands hard!
Shen Qiao was bewildered by his sudden actions without talking about the main point for a long time, and decided to figure out the other party's intentions before he ran out of patience.
Manager Zhou finally stopped talking. He raised his finger to the number on the white wall and asked Shen Qiao, "What do you think this number looks like?"
Shen Qiao pulled the corner of his lower lip without a smile, and continued, "Like what?"
Manager Zhou gave an idea: "Does it look like a sign?"
Shen Qiao stopped talking.
Unexpectedly, Manager Zhou turned the interrogative sentence into a questioning sentence, and he could ask and answer without him: "It's the sign of the 'Eryu' live broadcast room!"
Shen Qiao denied it expressionlessly: "Are you short-sighted? I don't think so, I'll leave if it's okay."
This time, he didn't give Manager Zhou any chance to play. He took two steps in three steps and disappeared into the stairwell like the wind.
Watching him "amnesia" and escape, Manager Zhou sighed.
So that day, after Shen Qiao returned from the swimming pool, he began to meet Manager Zhou on various occasions.
During lunch, Manager Zhou sat opposite him with a plate, took out his mobile phone and said, "I heard that the newly bought mobile phone has very good pixels, very clear, and has a certain picture editing function. Many Internet celebrities They all use it as a live broadcast camera, and I don’t know if it’s true—”
"Little Wolf, why don't you start a live broadcast to help me test it?"
Shen Qiao lowered her head and scooped up the eggs that her auntie scrambled from the scrambled eggs with tomatoes.
"Well, then you wait."
Manager Zhou: "..."
He can wait, but the live broadcast platform and fans can't.
Manager Zhou still wanted to speak, Lu Zhe sat down next to Shen Qiao with a plate of fried rice, looked at Manager Zhou and the people around him with smiling eyes, and after a little thought he knew what was going on.
A smile appeared on his lips, turning a blind eye to Manager Zhou's look for help, picking up his chopsticks and picking the untouchable tomatoes from Shen Qiao's plate into his bowl.
Seeing that he had fished out all the eggs, Lu Zhe asked, "Why don't I go and make another for you?"
Shen Qiao turned to stir-fried beef, heard what he said, and simply refused: "No."
It's boring to eat enough delicious food at one time.
So is sugar, so is chocolate, so is egg scrambled with tomatoes.
Seeing that Lu Zhe was not helping, Manager Zhou on the opposite side sighed deeply. While scooping out the noodles from his bowl, he took out his mobile phone, looked at it for a while, and said again:
"Hey! Help me do the math, three-seven is twenty-one, right?"
Lu Zhe replied briefly, "Yeah."
Manager Zhou asked quietly, "What about thirty-eight—?" Come and pick up twenty-four! In this way, he can casually ask Shen Qiao about the 24-hour live broadcast in front of Lu Zhe!
Lu Zhe was too lazy to pay attention to him, a man who could not memorize the nine-nine multiplication table.
Shen Qiao was completely silent.
Manager Zhou patiently acted as a repeater:
"Thirty-eight."
"Thirty-eight..."
Shen Qiao looked up at him calmly: "The account is settled, why are you scolding people?"
Manager Zhou: "...?"
Lu Zhe didn't hold back his laughter. Seeing that Manager Zhou's face was gradually developing in the direction of the dye vat, he shook his head and made a round.
"Okay, how about I help him broadcast?"
As soon as the words came out, they both looked at him at the same time.
Shen Qiao seemed a little surprised, because he had heard someone say that Lu Zhe's new contract has very loose requirements for live broadcasts, unless there is an event in the club that requires him to cooperate with publicity. Usually, his live broadcasts are reminded by fans. When you get up, do it, and if you don't think about it, you pull it down.
Manager Zhou looked at him and then at Shen Qiao, not knowing what to say.
Lu Zhe raised his eyebrows: "What? Didn't the platform make money for me to help him start broadcasting?"
This is the truth.
Lu Zheguang has more than one million followers on Weibo, and only the fans of DG and others can have this number together.
And because of his good looks, excellent skills, and wild speech, fans actually like to watch his live broadcasts, but usually they can only listen to his voice in the live broadcast rooms of other DGs to satisfy their ears.
Zhou Dazui couldn't refute it for a while.
In the end, he could only wave his hand in a bad way: "Forget it, you two can coordinate, I'll take it as Shen Qiao agreed - remember to make up for 24 hours."
Lu Zhe nodded: "There are still a few days, no hurry."
…
Wait for Manager Zhou to finish eating and take a step—
Shen Qiao looked away from the other party's extraordinarily flowery suit jacket, turned to look at Lu Zhe next to him, and slowly narrowed his eyes.
Lu Zhe had just finished his fried rice, and went to the vending machine next to him to buy two bottles of sports drinks. He threw the unfrozen bottle to Shen Qiao, and unscrewed the cold steam in his hand, and asked with a smile:
"What, regret it? Want to broadcast it yourself?"
Shen Qiao snorted, "What international joke are you making" written on his face, raised his chin, opened his lips and asked:
"Why did you buy me ice-free?"
Lu Zhe squeezed the bottle, not knowing what to think, he screwed the bottle cap again, and said again with a smile: "You are not healthy, don't drink so much ice."
Shen Qiao rolled her eyes at him, for him, drinks that are not iced in summer have no soul at all.
Lu Zhe put the drink in his hand on the table, leaned over and smiled shamelessly: "Why don't you kiss me and I'll let you have a drink?"
Shen Qiao raised her hand and pushed him away, stepped out of the chair, and took her mobile phone in stride to buy it herself.
However, looking at the vending machine...
Frozen sports drinks are all sold out.
Lu Zhe followed behind him, holding two bottles of drinks in his hand, the one on the left was uniced, and the one on the right was an ice drink that had been twisted open, with a bit of pride in his tone:
"Have you made up your mind? Which one to choose?"
Shen Qiao: "..."
He turned back calmly—
He grabbed the bottle of ice drink that Lu Zhe had opened, turned around and ran away.
Lu Zhe was not surprised at all. He stared at his fast-paced background in place, with a bit of helplessness in his voice: "Okay, why did you just run after dinner?"
Shen Qiao's eyes lit up, and she asked him, "Aren't you going to run if the dog is chasing you?"
Lu Zhe laughed angrily, raised his finger and pointed at him: "Qiao Qiao, you're done."
He said: "Wait and beg me during the live broadcast in a while."
Shen Qiao easily unscrewed the bottle cap, took a big sip in front of him, and made a satisfied voice of "ha", not afraid of Lu Zhe's threat: "No more broadcast, pigeon."
…
Eleven that night.
Coach Fang analyzed everyone's problems during practice today, and by the way, let them have time to watch more BLX and foreign games, because the next opponent is BLX. It is said that Xu Xiao has been running well with them recently... In addition, next The intercontinental race is about to start on July 7th.
At that time, DG will have to prepare for the games on both sides at the same time, and the schedule can be said to be nervous.
After Coach Fang left, Lu Zhe opened the recent live video of BLX members, suddenly remembered something, and asked Shen Qiao next to him:
"By the way, come here and log in to the account of the live broadcast room. Now I can help you hang out for four or five hours."
Shen Qiao glanced at him and hesitated for a moment.
"Forget it," he said.
However, Lu Zhe raised his hand and pulled his chair over, urging, "Hurry up."
Seeing that he had made up his mind, Shen Qiao did not forget to warn him when he typed in the account password: "Don't talk nonsense."
Lu Zhe hummed softly: "It's good to help you live broadcast to save liquidated damages, and you're picky - why don't you just write me a speech, and I'll just read it?"
Shen Qiao was silent.
Soon, the live broadcast room was flooded with audiences.
[Yo, the wolf pigeon is willing to come back?]
[Dead ghost, people have been waiting for you for a long time]
[Husband, explain to me what happened between you and Lu Zhe?]
[exist? Hot search remember?]
[I also want to say that if you don't show up, I can climb up Lu Zhe's wall, you still cherish me]
[Mom cub loves you!]
Lu Zhe swept across the barrage with one glance and ten lines. He couldn't bear the fans' wrong expressions, he coughed lightly, and conveyed his thoughts for them: "Jojo, your wives said they miss you."
Shen Qiao started a big fight again: "Don't talk nonsense."
[? ? ? ? ? ?]
[How is Lu Gou you! !]
[I rely on! I exited and entered three times... What a situation! Why is Lu Zhe broadcasting in the wolf cub live broadcast room! explain!]
[Sisters, have I hit the truth?]
[Who would have thought! I squatted down to my husband in the wolf cub's live broadcast room! But I am not happy inside!]
[I heard that Father Zhe is on the air! I am here I am here! Hey, is this a name change? Is the room number wrong?]
Lu Zhe said softly: "He doesn't have enough time to live stream this month, and he feels shameless, so that's what you're seeing now."
On the surface, Shen Qiao played the game seriously, but in fact, he secretly overheard what Lu Zhe was saying. After hearing the words, he immediately replied, "Why am I so embarrassed to meet people?"
Lu Zhe smiled, "Okay, I made a slip of the tongue, he just doesn't want to broadcast it."
"...Yes, I'm watching the live video of the blx players... Bored? Okay, let's chat with you for a while, what do you want to talk about?"
[Lu Gou, you were not like this before]
[Lu Gou, you were not like this before +1]
[I cried, really, Lu Zhe basically turned a blind eye to us when he started the broadcast, but he was so gentle to Xiaolang's fans... FUCK]
[It means that in order to make my husband spoil me, I have to be a wolfy fan, is that what it means?]
[Being a fan of Lu Gou is too difficult]
Lu Zhe thought about it, since it is Shen Qiao's live broadcast room, let's talk about him.
"Let's talk to you about the old Jojo—"
"Let's just say that when we first met him, um, we should have really met at a ball game."
…
Lu Zhe talked about the game for half an hour, and then continued to tell fans about Shen Qiao's previous school days, how popular he was, how bright and cheerful he was, and the analysis of some operations in the video. like a commentary.
The time went so slowly to more than two in the morning.
Lao Wo and the others said that they were stuffed with dog food, so they shut down and went to sleep. In the end, only Lu Zhe and Shen Qiao were left in the room.
"Why are there rumors of discord after a good relationship before? Um... Because of some things, I can't tell you."
[Why do I feel that Lu Gou is so gentle when he mentions wolf cubs?]
[Do you like him!]
[I have already made up a hundred thousand words of sweet abuse and sweet abuse, and the love story that has been divided and divided and divided]
Lu Zhe glanced at the content in the bullet screen, but smiled at the truth they guessed, and suddenly saw another question:
[Which part of the wolf cub's body do you think is the sexiest?]
Lu Zhe repeated the question slowly.
The barrage is full of exclamation marks "!!!" about the latest news.
Shen Qiao pulled down his earphones and knocked on his desk: "It's time to sleep."
While speaking, his eyes drifted a bit from side to side, obviously he didn't want Lu Zhe to answer this strange question, but he couldn't stop it confidently, after all, he was helping himself live.
[Sleep as soon as you sleep, what are you calling Lu Zhe for? Are you two...]
[I have a bold idea]
Shen Qiao glanced at the barrage, too lazy to pay attention to the scraps in their minds, and looked at Lu Zhe again.
Lu Zhe hooked the corner of his mouth and pointed to his own lips, with strong hints flashing in his eyes.
Shen Qiao: "..."
The eyes of the two exchanged silently, and finally Lu Zhe took the lead to move away and opened his lips unhurriedly—
at the same time!
Shen Qiao raised his hand and turned his head back, pressed it and touched his lips, it was more like a vicious bump than a kiss.
Lu Zhe laughed, but he didn't know if it was pain or something else. He licked his lips, leaving a dark water light behind.
The next second, he slowly answered the question:
"What part of him is sexy, I just know."
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