A cannon fodder rival dressed as school grass

After the autumn outing, this Sunday is the parent meeting, so the teacher didn't assign any homework this week.

Perhaps because of his hand injury, Zhuang Shen has not been urged by Shen Wen to study these few days.

A message from Xue Chimo popped up on the phone: [Your hand hurt? 】

Zhuang Shen: [Small injury. 】

Xue: [The medicine that works very well at home, I will send it to you. 】

Zhuang Shen: [No, has your computer been repaired? 】

Xue: [It is estimated that it will take another two days, do you need help? 】

Zhuang Shen: [I want to learn programming. 】

Xue: [? 】

Zhuang Shen: 【Is there any good self-study book recommendation? 】

After typing over there for a long time, Xue Chimo finally replied to him: 【Why? 】

Zhuang Shen: [I also want to take orders. 】

After typing for a long time, Xue Chimo sent me a message: [The banker went bankrupt? 】

[…] Zhuang Shen asked: [Is there any? 】

Xue: [Yes, I will give it to you after sorting it out. 】

Zhuang Shen finished the two test papers assigned on the weekend and was about to go to bed when he saw the message from He Zhi: [Brother, you were suspected by people on the Internet, saying that you cooperated with others to play yesterday's game on purpose. explain? 】

She sent a link, and Zhuang Shen clicked on it.

The above is a screenshot with text, which was specially intercepted from Zhuang Shen's live broadcast room, and some places were marked on Zhuang Shen's mobile phone.

[This anchor fought with one hand in yesterday's live broadcast. Today I took a closer look at the lens of his mobile phone and found that his hand did not press the keyboard for a long time!I suspect that one person is playing games, and the other is pretending to be him and doing fake moves on the keyboard!Otherwise, at this speed, how could it still be live broadcasting here? 】

There are quite a lot of people who agree below: [I have also been skeptical that this kind of hand speed does not exist at all, okay, there is a reversal today]

[When I saw it yesterday, I found it strange that this speed was played with Lian Shen, but Lian Shen didn't invite him to join the team? 】

[It is very likely that Lian Shen saw that he was pretending, but he didn't point it out]

[Anyway, I don't believe that someone can beat like this with one hand. This person has been refusing to show his face. I don't know if it's a person or a ghost behind him]

[It is suspected that a certain marketing team is deliberately diverting traffic. This person has been on several e-sports hot spots. It is impossible that there is no backstage. It is probably a script! 】

[Pretending to be Sima!Fake hit the street! 】

[It's so easy to fake a live broadcast platform, this kind of person can still have nearly a million fans?Still a new anchor, this familiar show operation process, I don’t know which team it is]

[It's been so long, and the anchor hasn't come out to explain? 】

[I just posted a long explanation comment, but it has been deleted after looking back?The blogger deleted it? 】

……

Zhuang Shen looked casually, almost laughing at him.

These people's brains are quite big, even marketing gangs can figure it out.

As for the screenshots above, they were originally blurry, but now they are even blurred after zooming in, and the hotel’s computer is worn out, and the letters on the keyboard are not clear. He pressed a certain keyboard and looked at the picture. In fact, there is no obvious action to press down.

The comments that were originally on his side seem to have been deleted a lot.

He Zhi: [They are all suspecting you!I'm so mad, but brother, is your hand injured seriously? 】

Zhuang Shen replied that it was not serious.

Everyone questioned that he was cheating, and the only way to explain it was to let them know that the person who signed up for that account was also a person who typed on the keyboard with one hand.

To enter the game screen and hand at the same time, he can't control it by himself.

Just as he was thinking, the dormitory door was knocked twice, and Shen Wen walked in from the outside, wrapped in the night's chill.

He put down the small medical kit in his hand: "Have you not changed your medicine today? I brought some better medicine from home."

Zhuang Shen let go of his hand, hummed, and began to remove the bandage.

He can apply medicine by himself with his right hand, but one hand is not enough for bandages.

Shen Wen lowered his body, and the clear breath similar to mint approached him, and said lazily, "Don't move, I'll come."

Zhuang Shen stopped, stretched out his left hand, and lit the phone slowly with his right hand.

From the link that He Zhi gave him, I found many people who followed suit and scolded him.

A game blogger like Zhuang Shen who suddenly became popular on a certain platform is easy to attract attention.

After yesterday's wave of operations, a few minutes of live content attracted tens of thousands of fans.

Although Zhuang Shen has very little live broadcast time every day, he is the fastest among these game anchors.

One is because of the technique, which is not only fast but can also be played with one hand; the other is the luck of meeting W and Lian Jiayan in the live broadcast, because these two big guys have attracted many fans.

The cool liquid medicine fell on the wound, Shen Wen glanced at him while holding the medical cotton swab: "Does this pressure hurt?"

Zhuang Shen was expressionless, staring at the phone very coldly: "No."

For a wound that has not healed, it will definitely hurt to apply medicine.

If it doesn't hurt, it's either because the body is not born with a strong sense of pain, or it is very tolerant. I don't know which one Zhuang Shen belongs to.

After taking the medicine, Shen Wen was packing up his things and preparing to leave, when Zhuang Shen stopped him: "Can you stay for a while?"

Shen Wen paused for a moment, he leaned against the table beside him, lowered his eyes, and said in a leisurely voice, "You want me to stay?"

This is the time for sleeping, Zhuang Shen asked him to stay?

This is because she got out of the habit of sleeping in the same bed with him and wanted to keep him overnight?

Zhuang Shen nodded: "Do you have time?"

Zhuang Shen showed no expression, those beautiful eyes looked straight at him, Shen Wen seemed to see some kind of expectation from inside.

Now Zhuang Shen is in a sober state, there is no such thing as drinking and getting drunk and kindly letting him fall asleep.

Shen Wen's voice was casual as usual, but he said in a hoarse voice: "I have time."

Zhuang Shen was satisfied, he took out his mobile phone and stuffed it into Shen Wen's arms: "Do me a favor."

Shen Wen got his mobile phone unexpectedly, raised his eyes, but didn't react.

Zhuang Shen: "I'm playing a game live, you can record a video for me to prove it."

Shen Wen: "..."

Zhuang Shen: "Thank you for your hard work."

Shen Wen: "...not hard work."

Zhuang Shen opened the live broadcast platform, and also boarded the background of the anchor on the mobile phone. This time, he enlarged the screen of the mobile phone and placed it under the live broadcast window.

As soon as the live broadcast started, 1 people came one after another in less than a minute.

[Didn't you say no live broadcast? 】

【Ahhhhh what did I see? !back!suck! 】

[Shengsheng is clarifying rumors on the Internet today, right?I think someone is trying to fuck you]

[Sure enough, as long as it suddenly becomes popular, black fans will emerge in endlessly]

[Shengsheng is so thin qwq I really love this back and neck! 】

Because Zhuang Shen's account still uses the nickname that the system shakes out, which is a little more cheerful, so his technical fans and fans of manual audio control call him the last word of the game name affectionately.

Zhuang Shen stopped on the game homepage and said, "Play a game to clarify."

[Who is this filming person?The camera is shaking! 】

[Damn, the person in front has never been here before, my boyfriend]

[Why doesn't the anchor show his face, or else he should show his face too! 】

[I think the anchor's figure, voice, hands, and face shouldn't be too bad]

[That's not necessarily true, have you forgotten the overturned anchor who relied on his body and voice to attract fans...]

[I've been reluctant to show my face, maybe it's because I don't look good, otherwise why do I always hide it? 】

The barrage became more and more crooked, the focus was not on the game, Zhuang Shen went straight into the game.

Some anchors do attract fans by turning on the camera and using their faces, but the fans attracted in that way are not paid attention to because of their skills.

The most important thing in playing games is to play, and it has nothing to do with the face.

Zhuang Shen clicked on the 5v5 match this time. The match lasted long enough, so he could see it more clearly. A pk match ended in 2 minutes, so nothing could be seen.

Shen Wen stood behind him and helped him hold the phone, and saw the barrage assistants constantly sending out barrages.

Everyone was very excited today. Shen Wen even saw a few lines saying "This neck is so white, I want to bite it", "I see the butterfly bone on the back, I want to touch it!", "Don't talk about it, I can get ten on this waist." !"...

Shen Wen frowned, his dark eyes were a little dark, and he shifted his gaze to the person behind the phone.

The neck at the back is straight, and the skin is extremely white, like fine white jade.

It is estimated that a little force can leave a mark.

Zhuang Shen didn't know that the barrage at this time was talking about things that had nothing to do with the game. After entering the matching match, he immediately immersed himself in the game and followed his teammates to start looking for equipment.

There were two players in their team who were not very skilled. They were beaten by the opponent several times at the beginning of the game, all thanks to the help of their teammates.

Five minutes passed, and one of them was knocked down again. The boy immediately turned on the microphone and asked Zhuang Shen to come and save him.

Just as Zhuang Shen left the barrier in front of him and was about to approach him, the figure cried out in pain.

【You have been knocked down by YL Black Wolf】

Zhuang Shen frowned when he saw the name, and immediately moved the character to hide.

next moment.

【You have been killed by YL Black Wolf】

When the screen went dark, Zhuang Shen was out.

He entered the perspective of his teammates and thought about the position just now.

If the black wolf can really kill him, unless several people on the opposite side are observing him and can accurately locate the black wolf, it is impossible for the black wolf to hit him accurately with one blow, and after he dodges back, He can still kill him at such a tricky angle.

Behind, Shen Wen looked at the screen on his computer, and said in a low voice: "Is the person on the other side cheating?"

Zhuang Shen leaned on the chair and said, "En."

Shen Wen looked down at the screen, and everyone on the screen exploded.

[I said that the anchor played yesterday to cooperate with the holiday!Roll over today! 】

[Trance, vaguely happy to hear and see]

[He was killed by the black wolf again. The anchor laughed at him last time. Since he was able to fight so hard with one hand yesterday, why did he get cold so quickly when he met him today? 】

[Here it goes again, is this anchor saying that the other party cheated as soon as he loses?nausea】

[You were the ones who scolded at the beginning, don't look at it if you don't want to, is it interesting to keep scolding? 】

[So the anchor can say that others are cheating without a hammer? 】

Zhuang Shen took a look, and saw that the black wolf on the opposite side kept harvesting heads, and basically all the heads were contributed by him.

Their team was soon wiped out.

Zhuang Shenxin started a new round, this round was just the opposite of the last round, their team's skills were much higher, and the opponent was very good.

Zhuang Shen and the others usually win quickly when they chop vegetables.

But with the background of the round just now, the barrage tilted in another direction.

[The anchor will say that the other party cheats if he can't win the game. When will he explain it? 】

【It’s boring, these two rounds are boring】

【It was uploaded on the Internet yesterday very powerfully. Why does it feel different from the one uploaded on the Internet today?It doesn't look like it's fast.]

The number of people in Zhuangshen's live broadcast room has exceeded 11, and the number is still rising. At this time, doubts are also increasing.

There are also people who maintain it, and they are quickly suppressed by others.

Shen Wen glanced at the screen that was getting more and more hostile, and said, "It's almost the end of today, let's go on tomorrow?"

When the people from Heilang's side slowly came over, the wind direction in the live broadcast room became even worse.

Zhuang Shen quit the game without hesitation and turned off the live broadcast.

Shen Wen thought of Hei Lang's operation just now, and some coldness gradually appeared in his sloppy eyes.

The most disgusting operation in playing games is to hang up, no matter what reason the other party has.

As soon as Aunt He got out of the car, she saw Zhuang Shen standing at the school gate.

The boy's figure was tall and straight, standing like a young poplar, his skin was so white that he could be seen in the crowd at a glance.

Aunt He walked over and said softly, "Have you been waiting for a long time?"

Zhuang Shen said lightly: "No, I just arrived."

Aunt He looked at him with a smile: "This is the first time I have come to your school, and the decoration is quite nice."

Just as I was talking, a lady came up from behind. Seeing the two of them, she smiled and asked politely, "Student, how can I get to Class [-]?"

Zhuang Shen looked back.

I don't know whose parent it is. This aunt looks extremely young and well maintained. Her face is comparable to that of all the stars in the entertainment circle, and her temperament is outstanding.

Aunt He turned her head and smiled at her: "You are also in class ten? We are also in class ten."

The woman rolled her eyes in surprise: "Then just follow you in. My son is still on the way, and I came earlier than him."

Zhuang Shen's appearance is very delicate, the woman couldn't help but take a second look, and praised: "Your son looks so good-looking, I like it very much."

Aunt He was quite happy when she heard this: "This is my nephew named Zhuang Shen. He has been exquisite since he was a child. Everyone praised him for his good looks."

"It's pretty." The woman's eyes stayed on his face for a few more seconds, and she couldn't help admiring.

"..." After Zhuang Shen listened to a few words, he could only reply blankly, "Thank you, Auntie."

The woman looked at him and smiled, and said nothing more.

At this time, a pair of parents happened to pass by, and the girl said excitedly: "Mom, there is a man named Zhuang Shen in our grade, who is super handsome and good at drawing!"

Aunt He looked back at Zhuang Shen in surprise: "The person she is talking about is you?"

Zhuang Shen showed no expression: "Yes."

The woman bent her eyes: "What a coincidence, my son also likes to draw recently, but he seldom takes classes, so I don't know if you are familiar with it."

Zhuang Shen asked suspiciously, "Is his name Shen Wen?"

"Yes," Shen's mother said with a smile, "you know him?"

Zhuang Shen: "We are at the same table."

Aunt He and Mother Shen smiled at each other, and the smiles became more harmonious. Under Zhuang Shen's leadership, they quickly found their seats.

Shen Wen waited for them to sit for a long time before arriving at the school, and it turned out that Shen's mother had already had a lively chat with Aunt He, the two of them were discussing skin care products and flower growing skills, and they didn't even have time to answer Shen Wen's phone call.

Shen Wen met face to face with Zhuang Shen who came out.

He glanced inside and saw that his mother didn't have time to pay attention to him at all. He lowered his eyes and smiled lazily: "I wanted to introduce you to my mother."

Zhuang Shen said: "I met your mother on the way here, so come to the classroom with us by the way."

Students in the parent meeting can leave directly, or stand outside the corridor and listen together.

Zhuang Shen was going to stay in the corridor, and Shen Wen was also standing aside, lazily leaning against the wall, looking inside, and happened to meet Shen's mother.

After a while, he received a message from his mother: [I was sent in by your deskmate. Your deskmate is not only a nice person, but also has an outstanding temperament and appearance. Next time I return a gift, you can pass it to him for me. 】

Shen Wen: [Got it. 】

Shen's mother: [I didn't see you before. I knew he looked like this, so I asked you for a photo. I didn't prepare well. I don't know if I gave him a good impression. 】

Shen Wen: "..."

Shen's mother is the ultimate face control, especially in front of good-looking people, she always looks extremely dignified, for fear of getting a bad impression.

Shen Wen: 【He won't care about this. 】

With Zhuang Shen's temperament that doesn't care much about anything, Shen Wen sometimes wonders if everyone looks the same in his eyes.

The parent meeting started soon. Xu Xuehai first came in and said some polite words, and then praised each student one by one.

When talking about Zhuang Shen, Xu Xuehai deliberately brought up the fact that he won the special prize for drawing blackboard newspapers for a long time, and asked the parents to look back.

The parents in the class took a few glances, and they couldn't help but praise Aunt He a little bit more for this kind of versatile student.

"I heard from my children before that it was drawn by your children? It's amazing."

"My daughter's cell phone still has his picture. She is also good-looking. You are so lucky to hear her talk about it often."

"It's really a good painting. I think I can become a master of art in the future."

Aunt He was a little embarrassed by their praise, and the smile on her face couldn't hide her joy and relief.

Zhuang Shen is so good, but no one in the Zhuang family is willing to hold a parent-teacher meeting?

Zhuang Shen's specialty in painting is much more useful than his grades. If he cultivates it well, he may become a master in the future.

Aunt He kept this in mind, and planned to go back and have a good chat with He Ruicheng, so as to help Zhuang Shen cultivate this specialty.

Zhuang Shen was waiting outside and saw a smile in Shen Wen's eyes: "So many people praise you, my deskmate is really good."

Zhuang Shen glanced at him calmly. There was a lot of sunshine in the corridor, and half of their bodies were warmly illuminated.

After the parent meeting, Aunt He and Mother Shen exchanged contact information. Both of them are full-time wives with similar preferences. They still want to continue chatting after going back.

Aunt He wanted to take Zhuang Shen back to have a meal, but Zhuang Shen didn't agree, and only went back after seeing her get in the car.

In the car on the other side, Shen's mother looked at Shen Wen who was sitting on the side, and couldn't help shaking her head: "I see that the paintings you draw at the same table are prettier than yours. Does he have a teacher with him?"

Zhuang Shen's appearance and performance won her heart, and she was Shen Wen's rare friend, Shen's mother also paid a lot of attention.

Shen Wen's friends must entertain more, as long as she can afford such resources, she will not treat them badly.

"No, Teacher Qiu looked for him, but he didn't want to." Shen Wen sat lazily, with a proud smile on his face.

Mother Shen was a little surprised: "He didn't promise Teacher Qiu?"

The kid's response was a bit strange. After all, Qiu Ling is a well-known master in the art world, how could someone not accept him?

Shen Wen nodded: "My deskmate has his own ideas."

"He has a personality." Shen's mother looked forward, thinking of his calm face, and smiled: "This kid seems quite reliable, and you made good friends this time."

"Of course he's fine." Shen Wen thought of something, and slightly bent his lower lip.

Since the last online questioning incident, more and more people feel that Zhuang Shen is lying.

And the number of people in Hei Lang's live broadcast room also skyrocketed that night.

In the evening, Hei Lang boarded his live broadcast room. After entering the game, several bullet screens flashed on the screen:

[Is the anchor's hand speed really that fast? Has Heilang seen anyone faster than him in LY? 】

[What hand speed?That anchor is cheating, right? He even said that Hei Lang cheated all day long]

[I think it is a marketing group]

Heilang opened his game account, and seemed to say casually: "In our professional team, even in the heyday, no one can have his hand speed. It is impossible for veteran players who have played for several years to have that speed."

The barrage suddenly became more energetic: [Professional players are not good, the anchor probably...]

[So is he cheating or what?It couldn't really be made by him, could it? 】

[It is estimated that he cheated on himself and beat him up on purpose]

Hei Lang clicked on a game: "If he really has that hand speed and is real, there would have been a team poaching him long ago, but I heard that in the recent team, there is no one like him to join."

[Joining the team is probably a test, right? 】

[This hand speed is estimated to have been found by someone, maybe it is because it has not been found that it has been live broadcasting here all the time]

[And he only listens to the live broadcast for a while every time, just because he is afraid of showing his feet? 】

Hei Lang looked at it for a while, chuckled at the barrage, and entered the game without saying anything.

Not long after, there were more and more news on the Internet about a game anchor on the Blue Ocean live broadcast platform cheating and cheating...

Zhuang Shen hasn't played the game for several days, and he doesn't pay much attention to the news on the Internet.

During the big break after class, Zhuang Shen took out his mobile phone from the drawer and saw a message from Xue Chimo: [Where are you?I sent you the programming book. 】

Zhuang Shen: [Classroom, I'm here to find you. 】

Xue: [I've already entered, Class Ten, right? 】

Zhuang Shen: [Yes. 】

Zhuang Shen stood outside the corridor, basking in the warm sun, and below were the students who came out to rest, surrounded by greenery, it was quite comfortable.

As soon as Zhuang Shen came out, there were many more girls who went out to rest in the corridor, and many people came out from the next door one after another.

After 2 minutes, there was a sudden sound of breathing in the corridor.

The girls in the distance discussed in low voices: "Xue Chimo? Isn't he from No.[-] Middle School? Why did you come to our school?"

"That school bully from No. [-] Middle School... he didn't come here to fight with someone, did he?"

"Wait...he has a book in his hand?!"

"It may be a weapon, the kind that paper can be used as a piece of iron!"

Everyone held their breaths and watched the young man with dark brows and eyes keep approaching their class.

The boy is tall and tall, especially with his sinister aura that makes people afraid to approach him.

However, in the bloody imagination in their minds, Xue Chimo walked up to Zhuang Shen, lowered his head slightly, restrained his hostility, and said in a much gentler tone: "A book for you."

"Well, thanks." Zhuang Shen accepted it calmly.

Everyone waiting to see the bloodbath:? ? ?

What about the scary school bully?

What's with this docile look? !

Xue Chimo asked again: "How is your hand? Let me see."

Zhuang Shen stretched out his left hand expressionlessly.

At this moment, Shen Wen, who had gone out to buy two bottles of drinks, appeared at the stairs.

He saw the somewhat familiar boy with his head bowed, reaching out his hand to touch Zhuang Shen's bandage, his eyes were full of concern.

Shen Wen paused in his footsteps, his eyes sank slightly.