The Great God is always teasing me [e-sports]

Chapter 7

The moment Lin Yu pressed OK, Lin Yu's heart was almost holy, holy, galloping, and burning...

After all, after being a fanboy for so long, he actually added friends with the real deity. It's like... like a level-25 ice girl being critically attacked by a phantom assassin with a level-[-] magic outfit.

Very sour.

Lin Yu hesitated, and wanted to say hello to the Great God. He said things like [Hello] [HI, DEADFAT, I am your fan] [Great God! 】【I'm so excited】 and other unnutritious words were deliberated, but DEADFAT spoke first.

——I built a room solo, should I watch the battle?

--what?

- Come on, I'm going to open

Entering the room with excitement, Lin Yu was delighted to see the two sides in the battle. Well, there are two monkey mid laner solos, one is DEADFAT, and the other is to build a trumpet for fun.

Build a trumpet to play, it was like sleepwalking in the early stage, and was killed by DEADFAT three times in a row. , the fight against DEADFAT was booming, although he was defeated in the end, but Lin Yu had to admit that he watched it very well, very cool, the operation of the great god is really different from his own scum, watching him play dota Simply art.

— taught him a lesson

After leaving the room, DEADFAT said such a sentence. Lin Yu was at a loss, but blessed in his heart, which felt a bit strange.

——God, what do you mean?

——The operation is too bad, and it’s bullying people, I can’t stand it

--Oh

Lin Yu in front of the screen couldn't help but nodded, then straightened his posture, sitting upright in front of the computer, typing very seriously.

——Great God, thank you!I am your big fan! ! !Super fans! ! ! ! ! !Refill

--I know

--you know? ? ? ? ? ? ?

——read your Weibo

--ha? ? ?God, do you have Weibo? ? ? ? ?

——No, I use WAKA

——Oh, God, TI7 come on! ! !Don't stress! ! ! ! !

After typing this sentence, Lin Yu waved his fist at the screen, his face was flushed, stars were shining from the corners of his eyes, and he was very, very fanciful.

——If we win the championship, what would you like to see?

--what?

DEADFAT's brain circuit was indeed very strange, and Lin Yu didn't realize what the other party meant for a while.

- Um, I don't quite understand

- I mean what do you want to see live

——Ha, I want to see how DEADFAT looks like without the mask and hat?manual refill

The image of the star-filled eyes in front of the computer screen is very uneducated and unserious. Of course, Lin Yu would not know. At this moment, in a hotel in Cologne, Germany, Kidding, who was still jet-lagged, was paralyzed in front of the computer, very Life is not like this, howling: "Boss, I'm not sober yet, you're merciless in torturing me!"

DEADFAT, who has slight myopia, is sitting in front of the computer wearing glasses, looking at the four words manual refill in front of the screen, and slowly laughing from the corners of his mouth, Kidding looks like he has seen a ghost, lying in front of his computer, When I looked closely, I felt that I was blind.

"Lying grass, let me tell you why you suddenly asked me to use your trumpet solo!!" Kidding looked at his boss's smile that seemed to be spring-like, his whole body trembled, and suddenly lowered his voice, mysteriously Said: "Boss...is this... Homecoming?"

Hearing these four words, DEADFAT turned sideways, glanced over, Kidding trembled at the sight, and said in a steady voice, "Training. Also, don't talk nonsense on Weibo from now on."

"Ah?! Oh..." Kidding wailed, and under the pressure of the other party's eyes, he finally floated to the next room to call for someone.

DEADFAT turned around and looked at the computer, with a serious face last second, he finally couldn't help laughing again, because his number one fanboy sent another sentence - we all love you very much! ! ! ! !Refill

Of course, DEADFAT's Qingqi automatically filtered out the word [men all] in his mind.

He who was still a little hostile finally typed word by word-I see, go to bed early, I have trained.

Lin Yu, the number one fanboy, hadn't realized how homely this sentence was at all. He just smirked and watched as DEADFAT left the team, until the dog slapped him on the head: "It's time to write a thesis! Lying grass, what are you doing?" Smile!!! Spring???”

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The number of words is a cloud in the sky

Please call me pink boy heart

Tu