Could it be that the anchor has a crush on me

The senior looked An Yi from beginning to end, then his eyes lit up and he opened his mouth a few times.

Seeing that he hesitated to speak, An Yi became even more certain that the senior had met her before, but the two couldn't remember each other's name at the same time.

The senior thought about it for a long time, and finally rubbed his temples and said, "I seem to remember you, you are that... that Anwen... safe, no... what is An An?"

Before he could say any other words, An Yi reminded, "An Yi."

"That's right, that's right! It's An Yi," the senior snapped his fingers, "Do you remember the two of us met, maybe I brought you to the fourth floor and introduced you to us once."

When An Yi was told this, he immediately remembered that this was the senior who called him last time when he said that the club had difficulties.

An Yi nodded and said, "Senior, hello."

"Hey, your name sounds nice," the senior scratched his head, "I'm a little more ordinary, my name is Ma Fei, you can just call me Brother Fei."

An Yi nodded.

He looked at the muscles on Ma Fei's arm.

If the zombies are really besieging the city, this senior will definitely be able to sweep away the zombies with a broom and become mvp.

Ma Fei pulled An Yi aside and whispered, "What happened just now? That kid bullied you?"

An Yi shook her head at Ma Fei, and explained seriously: "It's not that he bullies me, it's that he's just making trouble for me while he's idle."

"...Then, isn't that just bullying you?"

Ma Fei was a little stunned.

An Yi said calmly: "Senior, do you think I was bullied just now?"

When Ma Fei was asked this question, he really recalled it seriously.

Needless to say, his refreshed appearance made Ma Fei feel that the man just now was being bullied.

Ma Fei withdrew his gaze and said with a smile: "Is it true, I heard what you said just now, and I don't think you are afraid of him."

"I didn't do anything wrong, why are you afraid of him?"

Ma Fei was overjoyed after hearing it, and the grin almost reached the back of his head: "It's reasonable, it's reasonable, it's not a problem if you are upright and not afraid of the shadow slanting."

An Yi was standing there wondering what was so funny about it.

I heard Ma Fei say again: "But besides being idle, he should have other reasons for bothering you, right?"

"Well," An Yi nodded honestly, "Although he is mostly free, the main reason is that he likes Sister Yang Hui, but he dare not trouble Mo Fei, he can only trouble me."

Ma Fei withdrew his smile, and said with some seriousness: "Looking for Mo Fei?...Have you talked to Mo Fei about this?"

An Yi immediately shook her head: "I didn't say anything, because these are small things, I can handle them well."

After he finished speaking, he paused, and said in a low voice: "Please don't tell him what happened today, senior?"

Ma Chaofei looked into An Yi's eyes, and finally compromised: "Okay... okay, I'll pretend I didn't see it."

Anyway, they are not children, and they can count on this matter.

However, as a senior, Ma Fei still worriedly added: "If you can deal with it, you can deal with it. If you can't, you can find someone else. Remember, if you get hurt in the end or something, then I will definitely tell Mo Fei .”

An Yi heard the answer, smiled and said, "Thank you senior."

Ma Fei chatted with An Yi for so long, and it was the first time he saw him smiling like that, so he was a little taken aback.

I was stunned for only a few seconds.

An Yi and Ma Fei didn't chat for a long time, after all, they were not that familiar.

The two exchanged a wechat number, waved their hands, and went about their own business.

An Yi returned to the dormitory and turned on the computer first. He logged into the large server and played two dungeons, and then clicked to switch roles when the scene was not stuck.

An Yi's mouse didn't move, he hesitated which one to choose to log in, after all, he didn't have any friends to play with, so he could play whichever one he played alone.

An Yi breathed a sigh of relief, and her eyes just happened to see the fan box placed there next to her.

Could it be sent.

An Yi opened her mouth for a moment, sat up straight suddenly, and boarded the trumpet.

He suddenly remembered the game friend Mo Fei mentioned earlier.

He clicked on that character, and sure enough, he found [Mo Ci Geng 63] with a gray head in his list.

An Yi suddenly felt a little funny.

Why are you in such a hurry, this one won't run away again.

Yes, I won't run away again.

Not before.

An Yi stared at the character on the screen for a long time, until his eyes got a little dazed, then he turned his gaze to other places.

An Yi leaned on the back of the chair, picked up her phone and clicked on WeChat Moments, and saw the photos taken by Yang Hui as soon as she refreshed.

Those were a few selfies, the protagonists in them were Yang Hui, Could Fei, and a few people I didn't know.

In the photo, a few of them should be queuing, and there is a roller coaster behind them. Could it be that standing behind their line, only a profile can be photographed.

It took a few seconds for An Yi to "ah".

He felt like he forgot something, and today seemed to be the day they went out to play.

He glanced at the comments below and didn't read too much. Anyway, he was either praising Yang Hui for her beauty, or talking about how fun the amusement park was.

An Yi frowned, turned the screen back to the chat interface, and started a private message with Dialect.

[An Yi: I almost forgot today. 】

[Dialect: Forgot what? 】

[An Yi: Sister Yang Hui invited Senior Mo to go out to play. 】

【dialect:?What? ? 】

[Dialect: Are they going out to play today? ? ? 】

[An Yi: It seems that it was said at the last meeting. 】

[Dialect: Why don't you speak? ! 】

[An Yi: Forgot. 】

[Dialect: How big is your heart?Can you forget all this? ? ? 】

[An Yi: Because Mofei didn't bring it up, I didn't remember it. 】

【Dialect: It depends on what you do...】

[Dialect: It's not good for you to say it earlier, if you say it earlier, I will help you think about how to follow it? 】

[An Yi: No, they don't know me well. 】

Dialect almost coughed up while holding his mobile phone in the library.

People around him glanced at him.

"Are you okay?" Hu Xinqing asked softly sitting opposite.

Dialect waved his hand: "It's nothing, it's just a surprise."

Hu Xinqing sighed, then lowered her head and continued to do her homework.

Dialect stared at An Yi's call from the screen, and then slowed down.

For the first time, Dialect feels that it is not good for people to be too honest, and the road to crushing love in the future will definitely be difficult.

Who has a crush on someone who would worry about knowing him or not?

【dialect:? ?Who cares if you are familiar? 】

[Dialect: Doesn't Yang Hui like him?Didn't he reject her at all?]

【An Yi: Yes】

[Dialect: Then why not go?Did he fall in love with her again? 】

[An Yi: Probably not, he said he has no one he likes. 】

[An Yi: But it doesn't rule out the possibility of rekindling old feelings. 】

[Dialect: Yes! 】

[Dialect: Don't worry!I'll help you figure out a way! 】

【dialect:!I figured it out! 】

[Dialect: Then just invite him to play too! 】

[An Yi: For no reason? 】

[Dialect: What is no reason!Aren't you two friends?You see, isn't it natural for me to invite you out to play? 】

[An Yi: It makes sense. 】

[Dialect: Besides, Yang Hui was rejected, so if she can accept the invitation, then it is impossible for you who have not been rejected to refuse it! 】

[An Yi: Oh, yes. 】

[An Yi: But what are you going to play? 】

[Dialect: Er... this question is a bit out of line]

[Dialect: Think about it, do you two have any common hobbies?This is easier to say. 】

An Yi was a little stunned by the dialect's question.

mutual hobby?

what do they have in common...

An Yi looked around and caught a glimpse of the computer on the table.

Suddenly his eyes lit up, and he typed a few words and sent them.

[An Yi: Game. 】