If you don't play the game well, I will diss you

Fuck!You two are poisonous!Hiding in the grass and watching me being beaten to death? "Jiang Chenyuan lay on the bed fiddling with his mobile phone, rambling on and on.

When Xuan Que opened the door and came in, he saw such a scene. Jiang Chenyuan circled the bed without any scruples. The T-shirt on his back was rubbed open to reveal a small waist underneath, and he kept complaining about his teammates. With the enemy on the opposite side, tap the screen nimbly with your fingers, and concentrate on playing the glory of the king.

"Day! Can Li Bai and Han Xin divide wild monsters evenly again!?" Jiang Chenyuan looked at his 0/6/2 record and flicked his phone speechlessly. He was heartbroken as he was walking on the road to resurrection.

Xuan Que went to the bed and picked up his mobile phone, and tapped it a few times. By the time Jiang Chenyuan realized that he was going to find the mobile phone and continue playing, the matter had already been settled.

"Dou Fo (Di Renjie): I'm in labor, you guys work hard!"

Xuan Que sat beside Jiang Chenyuan calmly, watching the person holding his hand looking at the screen in shock.

"Xuan...Xuanque, you fucking...I'm ranked!!" Jiang Chenyuan wanted to grab his phone and continue playing, he didn't want to see the meteor shower.

Xuan Que held up the phone: "It's all about labor, of course it's more convincing to hang up."

"What on earth are you here for!??" Jiang Chenyuan looked at the handsome man in front of him speechlessly, with imperceptible domineering and fondness in his eyes.

If roommates generally love each other, then Jiang Chenyuan and Xuanque can be said to love each other and kill each other. They have never stopped since they moved in. Obviously according to Xuanque's indifferent temperament, they will not pay attention to such a person, but why? When he ran into Jiang Chenyuan, he couldn't help but provoke him.

"Take you to the top."

"Then do you think I'm on the top now?!!!"

Jiang Chenyuan was already so angry that he didn't know what to say. He didn't know whether to blame him for letting him have a meteor shower or because he was a big man who couldn't give birth more.

"Forget it, forget it, just pretend that I haven't opened this sentence, what on earth are you here for?" Jiang Chenyuan gave up struggling, and he lay down under the quilt again.

Xuan Que held his pure black mobile phone between his slender and beautiful fingers, fiddled with it and clicked on Glory of the King: "I told you in the afternoon that I want to be your Li Bai."

Seeing his fancy movements, Jiang Chenyuan was distracted.He felt that this person's flamboyant interior didn't match his cold personality at all. He obviously changed the flow of Little Pigpik in a showy way during the last match against Little Pigpit.

and many more!

Pigskin!

Suddenly remembered something, Jiang Chenyuan jumped up from the bed like a carp, looking like he was about to kill Xuan Que, "I played with the piggy from the teahouse! He knows I'm a man! !"

Xuan Que quickly threw the mobile phone in his hand to a distant place, pressed Jiang Chenyuan's head, and smiled slightly when he saw that he wanted to come over to confront him but couldn't resist him, and the two fell down on the ground. Limp was made into a mess by the pot, of course, it was Jiang Chenyuan who made a mess unilaterally.

At this time, Qiao Sheng finished watching the last episode of "Wulin Biography" in his single apartment tonight, packed up and got ready to go to bed, he took off his clothes and got into the warm bed, habitually turned on his phone to check WeChat , he discovered that he had a group that exploded.

"All China's Broken Heart" was established by them in their early years. At that time, there were no people, and almost all the old rappers in China were included. Later, when they established their own labels, they also brought in the sub-teams Come in, unknowingly, here is a bit like a gathering of label leaders.

Finally, Qiao Sheng turned to the starting point of all the records, and slowly read them.It started like this.

Teahouse - Marshal: [Image]

Immediately afterwards the Marshal Aite hit him.

Qiao Sheng frowned, clicked in and opened the big picture.

This is a screenshot of the battle in the Canyon of Kings. Just as Qiao Sheng wanted to say what is so good about him, he discovered the bright spot by himself.

In the chat record, it is written:

"Dou Fo (Di Renjie): I'm in labor, you guys work hard!"

"Later (Big Joe): You are crazy!"

"Tattoo (Arthur): Hahahahahahaha!!"

Talking is the marshal.

Isn't Dou Buddha the great sage of their family's self-appointed regiment...he said...was in labor...

Almost instantly, Qiao Sheng figured out the whole story. Xuan Que must be playing tricks on him again. It is estimated that in a few days, he will be able to see the scene of the Great Sage writing music crazily.

Clicking back to the chat interface, he continued to scroll down. With this photo as an introduction, he was not surprised that this group would explode.

The "hahahahaha" who followed behind made him feel overwhelmed. The other captains broke their hearts for their own players, and he wanted to break twenty of them.

Here, Jiang Chenyuan and Xuan Que had had enough quarrel, so he yawned honestly and stopped, muttering "Go back to your own room, stinky crow" turned over and fell asleep.

Xuan Que looked at Jiang Chenyuan, who was almost half curled up in his arms, and didn't know what he was thinking. He put his fingers close to Jiang Chenyuan's eyelashes, and brushed them lightly. Seeing the neat little eyelashes trembling, he was in a good mood raised the corners of his mouth.

"No."

In the darkness, his face was no longer so cold, but showed a trace of tenderness. Xuan Que hugged Jiang Chenyuan gently and closed his eyes.

Probably because of living together, the coldness of Xuan Que in the eyes of others is just arrogance in Jiang Chenyuan's eyes, and the coldness of Xuan Que in the eyes of others is just hypocritical in Jiang Chenyuan's eyes. For Jiang Chenyuan, Xuanque is just a child who hasn't grown up and pretended to be mature.

And him?Think of yourself as an adult who is too mature to pretend to be a child.

In the early morning, the birds outside the window began to sing, and the old people walked to the vegetable market in twos and threes, probably because of deafness, they talked very loudly.

Jiang Chenyuan felt himself in a familiar warm embrace, and slowly opened his eyes, he saw Xuan Que's delicate face.

Sunlight shone through the gap in the curtains, and he unconsciously squinted his eyes.

This is not the first time Jiang Chenyuan woke up from Xuan Que's arms. I don't know since when Xuan Que often came to tease him at night, and then he would wake up like this, and sometimes he would not be used to Xuan Que's absence around.

This is not good, Jiang Chenyuan kept telling himself that.

It is a very bad thing to get used to a person, it means being bound.But he is still greedy for such an embrace, which makes him feel at ease.

This was the first time Jiang Chenyuan wanted to take a good look at his face.

High nose, thin face, thin lips, and long eyelashes.

In fact, Xuan Que is really good-looking, not the kind of girly good-looking, but like a delicate knife, sharp and cold.Most people think of him like an ice pick, only Jiang Chenyuan thinks he looks like a beautiful ice sculpture toy.Not only is it not cold, but it is also very attractive.

At this time, it was the time when warm turned to cool, and the light carried a thin layer of coolness in the air.Xuanque's eyelids moved slightly, his eyelashes trembled, and slowly opened, revealing the black pupils underneath, reflecting Jiang Chenyuan's face.

It was a wonderful process.

Jiang Chenyuan only felt that he saw the scene of the glacier melting, and the heavy and shallow messages melted in it.In the orange light and shadow, Jiang Chenyuan's heart began to beat violently, so violently that he was afraid that Xuan Que would find out.

Xuanque looked at Jiang Chenyuan's motionless gaze, and his eyes instantly darkened.

Jiang Chenyuan's nerve to accept the crisis "biu" stood up, he came back to his senses and moved his eyes away, ready to sit up and brush his teeth and wash his face, but as soon as he moved, he found that there was still a black sparrow hanging on his waist arm, palm swinging in an awkward position.

Xuan Que looked at the person in his arms with a narrow smile and carefully retracted back to its original position, performing "nothing happened" with wide eyes, so cute that he wanted him to eat it in one bite, and he also said: "It's true Miss you."

Jiang Chenyuan's eyes widened instantly and he froze in place, watching Xuan Que sit up and get dressed in disbelief and then walked out of the room.

He... what was he talking about just now? ?

But even if he said that, he still felt that every move of the man just now was sexy.

Can't do this anymore, Jiang Chenyuan put his arms in front of his eyes and turned over on his back on the bed.

This is very dangerous.

But in the next second, Li Xiao and Nan Gongxiang flashed in Jiang Chenyuan's mind, so harmonious and happy.

"Ah."

Jiang Chenyuan sat at the dining table and opened the WeChat on his mobile phone to prepare for breakfast, but the explosive WeChat made him put down the chopsticks in his hand.

"49 articles??? I'm afraid it became popular overnight." He muttered and clicked on WeChat.

Nana: I heard that you are in labor, what happened?

Pi Liangshou: Are mother and child safe?

Marshal: Hahahahahahaha, you are so talented! !I found a reason to hang up!Senior brother, second junior brother, I admire you.

Liang J: You jumped out of a rock, what happened?Need to raise Nezha Ball for three years?

Jiang Chenyuan was in a daze, but he soon came to his senses.

What should I do if I want to write a song diss Xuan Que again, now immediately.

So, after a few days of peace, Qiao Sheng received greetings from all over the country.

It's still that group, and the whole of China is heartbroken.

Teahouse-Marshal: Share a good song "No Diao Said J. B》@Mzae-Block Sheng

Maze-Nan Gongxiang: Share a good song "No Diao Said J. B》@Maze-Block Sheng

Rap Era-Brad: Share a good song "No Diao Said J. B》@Maze-Block Sheng

……

Qiao Sheng pressed his temples that were dancing wildly and clicked on the song.

"I didn't say J. B", Lyricist: Dasheng, Composer: Dasheng, Vocal: Dasheng

"There was a black crow who could only call quack. When I asked him what he was doing, he cried and said to me that he had no diao. I said you didn't have a diao and said J. B"

The catchy refrain, like a nursery rhyme, has a strong effect of poisoning cycle. The person who diss is obvious, and it is their own family, Xuan Que.

Qiao Sheng retreated tiredly, and the whole group had fallen into a sea of ​​joy.

QCOL-POOL: Have you found that the songs written by Dasheng can be connected together?

QCOL-Xiu Chundao: Hahahahaha, don’t say it

Teahouse-AS: Share a good song "Black Crow"

Rap Era-Brad: Share a good song "Take a look at your face before you speak"

Teahouse-Marshal: Share a good song "Low-Configuration Version of Artificial Intelligence"

Z Xi-Xiaoqing Barley: Share a good song "No Diao Said J. B》

Z Xi-Steamed Bun: Hahahahahaha xswl, I will never be afraid of running out of words in the future

Qiao Sheng felt that there should be forty broken hearts in his heart.

Teahouse-AS: @Mze-Blocksheng, I can't come out to play next time

Maze-Blcok Sheng: not coming

Teahouse-AS: Share a good song "Take a look at your face before you speak"

QCOL-Xiu Chun Dao: Hahahahahahahahahahahaha

Qiao Sheng felt that there was another one in his broken heart.

He was afraid that he was old and couldn't bear such a blow.He clicked on the private chat with Nan Gongxiang, complaining about his team members tiredly.

Nan Gongxiang was watching a movie with Li Xiao in his arms. He had just made his lover feel weak all over. Qiao Sheng's WeChat messages came one after another. The voices were "ding dong" and "ding dong", and he opened them casually. The one wanted to see if the matter was okay, and heard Qiao Sheng's crazily complaining about vicissitudes. Nan Gongxiang looked at Li Xiao and listened to the voice laughing atmosphere, and he wanted to sew Qiao Sheng's mouth shut in his heart.

"Share a good song "Take a look at your own face before you speak"" Qiao Sheng said for a long time, and saw his friend share the song of the diss Xuanque before the great sage, and his heart was doubled.

Qiao Sheng turned his head to look at his face in the mirror, and Fuzhi understood in his heart what Nangongxiang told him to look at.

He, um, has the handsome face of a single dog.

"Can you stop dissing Xuan Que, someone tricked you?" As the captain, he decided to have a heart-to-heart communication with Jiang Chenyuan.

"Otherwise what song should I write?"

"Write... a song with positive energy?"

"...Congratulations to the [-]th National Congress...?"

Everyone's topic is awkward here.

Qiao Sheng clicked on Xuanque's chat window.

"Can you stop making trouble with him, knowing that he will write songs to diss you"

Xuan Que looked helplessly at the chat window on the phone, how could he tell his boss that it was a kind of possessiveness for him, because this person's songs were all related to him.

Even, even if these songs are all scolding him, but he can't express it, so he can only comfort himself that these songs are all about him anyway.

In the end, he replied softly, "Don't worry."

Seeing this, Qiao Sheng happily ended the worry, and Xuan Que said not to worry, so there is no need to worry.

As usual, Jiang Chenyuan curled up in his quilt to browse Moments before going to bed. When he saw Xuan Que come in, he just glanced at him and didn't say much. He was almost used to sleeping with this big warm ice cube.

"Let's chat."

Jiang Chenyuan looked at him in surprise. It's rare that this person actually said he wanted to chat with him.

"Okay, what are we talking about?" He put down his phone and put it on the bedside table, then retracted into the quilt and sympathetically gave Xuan Que half of the quilt and bed.

Looking at this posture, he is afraid that he wants to have a gay night chat. What will he talk about? Will he watch a small movie with him? It seems that he has never watched a small movie with Xuan Que. Think about it this way Still a little excited.

"Don't write me about the diss song you wrote."

Jiang Chenyuan's body froze slightly, as if a basin of cold water had extinguished all his little excitement, he pulled the corner of his mouth and laughed a few times: "Why, are you angry?"

Xuan Que lay on the bed firmly, trying to get as close to him as possible: "I'm not angry, I just want to ask you, did you write those songs because you want to keep it real?"

"...You just, take me for you." His words were a little difficult, and even the sound of his breathing was carefully controlled by him.

"Qiao Sheng came to me, he was a little worried, it would not be good for the atmosphere in the team. I want to say, if you write these songs because of real, it is not right, because real is used to defend principles , not as an excuse to be capricious."

Jiang Chenyuan stopped talking, he lay there quietly, which made Xuan Que a little uneasy.

"No more." He said suddenly, his tone lighter than usual, "There will never be any more in the future."

The warm quilt suddenly became a little cold.

In fact, Jiang Chenyuan was not unhappy or anything, he just suddenly figured out a truth.

No one in the world will treat anyone well for no reason, and no one must tolerate anyone. If there is, it must be because everyone is good.

The author has something to say: the next chapter will be reconciled, and the progress is fast because of the short story