I heard that the wild area is assigned to [e-sports]

Nan Yu actually didn't think much about coming out.

It's not that he wants to hide it all the time, but that he doesn't think his relationship with Fang Bei is too deviant, but now is not the best time to tell his parents.

At least you have to wait until you finish winning the league championship, or if you are a little more greedy, it won't be too late to win the global championship.

But he didn't really want to let his parents misunderstand like this. After talking like this, he almost expected him to hold them for three years.

Nan Yu threw out the horrifying picture in her mind, looked at her parents, "Mom, I don't have a girlfriend."

Nan's father was still discussing his grandson's Chinese and Korean names. He was taken aback when he heard this, and exchanged glances with Nan's mother, and then both pairs of eyes stared at Nan Yu, "Then the one you mentioned last time?"

"It was a misunderstanding."

"Misunderstanding..." Nan Yu's mother suddenly realized, and lowered her head in disappointment, "Then there is nothing."

Nan Yu repeated in a low voice, "I don't have a girlfriend."

It's true to have a boyfriend.

Life at home during the holidays is actually more boring than at the base. After Nan Yu introduced the base players and analyzed the team's current qualifying situation, he finally had time to go back to the room to rest.

Although my parents didn't understand the content, I was very happy to hear that he got along well with the players in CO and the team's performance was good.

Nan Yu didn't have the habit of taking a nap, and she didn't want to start training on the first day of the holiday. She turned on the computer and wandered around. When she saw the recommended live broadcast platform on the webpage, she clicked on it.

It was the platform that their team signed with, and as soon as they clicked in, they saw familiar faces pushed on the homepage.

CO_Coin is live, click to enter——

Song Lian really did what he said, and used the fifteen days to supplement the live broadcast.

Nan Yu tapped to enter the live broadcast room.

The computer at home has never been logged in, so there was no system notification when Nan Yu entered the live broadcast room, and no one noticed. He watched it for a while and clicked to open the full screen.

Song Lian didn't talk much during the live broadcast. He and Fang Bei were completely two extremes, but they also had something in common.

Pull hatred, or face T.

Fans who have been squatting in the CO team's live broadcast room all year round know that Fang Bei is a man who talks a lot, his face is thicker than the corner of the city wall, he is narcissistic and arrogant, so he has been ruthlessly ridiculed or targeted all year round.

Song Lian was in a completely different situation. He didn't talk much during the live broadcast, and he rarely interacted with the audience. He occasionally published a few words of battle analysis, but he was such a lumpy anchor, and he didn't know why. Every live broadcast must play mahjong, which is exactly the same as the treatment he enjoys in the game.

It can be called the highest racial talent with a face full of T.

Nan Yu watched for about 10 minutes. Song Lian had already died three times under double-teaming. Without the protection of Jiang Jiayi's double row, his development was horrific. The barrage had already begun to persuade him to make fifteen shots.

I don't know if it's the CO's tacit understanding or everyone's idleness during the holidays. Before Song Lian finished the game, Xia Yun and the others ran in the live broadcast room with a large phone.

Song Lian looked at the black and white computer screen, and then at the barrage, "Don't swipe the screen, I saw it, come if you come, and you're not an outsider, they're all free, why don't you make up the live broadcast with me."

Their live broadcast account belongs to the super account of the platform. When entering the live broadcast room, there will be an announcement notification, and the barrage will appear directly above the screen, with colorful black glare special effects:

[CO_Half: Oh, I'm so idle, wait for me to line up later, and I'll spend some time too! 】

[CO_Milk: Why did you die so badly again, do you want Dad's help? 】

[CO_Mix: Oops, are you guys bullying me online? 】

[CO_Haha: Go to YY and go to YY]

Their team actually has a YY channel, but it's just that everyone is together 24 hours a day, so it's useless. It's just right if they want to start a black live broadcast together at this moment.

Nan Yu originally wanted to reply, but only after sending it out did she realize that the trumpet account she opened would definitely be lost in the barrage army, so she picked up her phone and asked in the WeChat group.

Song Lian still lost the game. He retreated to the game lobby, clicked on another 3V3 custom game mode, and while logging into YY, he said in the live broadcast room, "Six people are here, so let's do 3V3."

Nan Yu had never used the computer at home to broadcast live. It would be very troublesome to adjust many things now, so she didn't start the live broadcast, and went directly to the game and YY, and turned off Song Lian's live broadcast room by the way.

Fang Bei didn't start the live broadcast either, but because of the poor internet, even YY's voice sounded intermittent, and would occasionally get stuck in a PPT.

The other players who were going to start the live broadcast were a step slower, Fang Bei naturally jumped to Nan Yu's side, and vacated the other three seats, Xia Yun gritted his teeth angrily, "Why did you grab my seat, agree I'm with Nan Zai!"

Fang Bei stuck the mic and said to him, "First come, first served, understand?"

Xia Yun wanted to say something else, but Song Lian interjected, "Both of you calm down, it's live broadcast."

His articulation is actually a bit strange, the emphasis is placed on "live broadcast".

The onlookers thought he was talking about Xia Yun and Fang Bei's bickering, and made a circle of laughing bullet screens.

[Ha ha ha ha Captain Song has spoken! ! 】

[Our team Ueno, real kindergarten children, the most big class]

Nan Yu paused, inexplicably thinking that Brother Song Lian just wanted to tell Brother Fang Bei and him to restrain themselves in front of the live broadcast.

3V3 is actually similar to Smash Bros. There is no complicated gank route, and there is not much support. There are only two paths up and down, and there is a narrow wild area in the middle, but usually no one will choose to play 3V3. It is a two-player line and a single-player line. Only when the equipment is a little better will we go to the wild area to gnaw those hard bones.

Since Fang Bei was on the same side as Nan Yu, he naturally wouldn't go solo.

Song Lian numbly chose a cute hero - Timo, standing alone behind the road tower.

Xia Yun joined hands with Mo Ran, stood opposite Fang Bei Nan Yu, and flashed the dog tag aggressively.

Fang Bei manipulated the hero to take a step forward, twisting back and forth coquettishly, "Show me the dog tag, have you thought it through?"

Xia Yun yelled "Wow!", wishing he could jump over the tower at the first level and kill him.

The 3V3 of the live broadcast entertainment nature is not too serious, chatting and playing, but the fans still like this set, watching it more seriously than playing the rankings live, while using the barrage, go to Weibo to promote and continue to attract people to watch .

Nan Yu was quietly filling up the soldiers, listening to the chatting of the brothers, but Xia Yun didn't know why, and suddenly started reading the barrage.

Nan Yu and Fang Bei went to fight against a wild monster, and Xia Yun followed them and read aloud in the voice of the broadcaster, "Ah! Our team's Shuangye! How wonderful! Harmony and love! The official candy! !"

Fang Bei jumped over the tower to forcefully kill Xia Yun, Nan Yu followed to repair the damage, Xia Yun lay on the ground and continued to read, "Two three three three three three, I really feel sorry for you! Our team is taking jujube pills!"

Fangbei's network fluctuated, and the delay in breaking through the sky became a melon. He made a wise operation and Nan Yu both died suddenly. Xia Ling stood on their corpses and danced, "You can't be born in the same year, the same month, the same day! You have to die in the same year, the same month, and the same day! One of you is One is the sun and the other is the moon! One is summer and the other is autumn! You are the double field of CO! You are the best Mix and Omce in the world!"

Nan Yu: "..."

Fang Beika is not good, and he still despises him, "Can you... shut up... Putonghua... so not...standard... and imitate others...speak...the accent? I despise...you!"

Song Lian couldn't take it anymore and turned off both of them.

Nan Yu loosened the earphones, feeling that the world has finally returned to cleanliness.

At home on vacation, everyone was on time for meals, and they all went offline before six o'clock.

Nan Yu also turned off the game, lay back on the bed and rolled around twice, just about to stretch, before putting down her hands, Fang Bei's phone call came again, still with a slightly rising "Hello? "

Nan Yu called brother obediently.

Fang Bei was a little noisy there, so he didn't speak immediately, he walked two steps to a quieter environment before smiling, "Miss me?"

"..." Nan Yu said, "No."

Fang Bei still smiled, "Why is this different from the script I thought?"

"What script?"

Fang Bei said: "On the first day of vacation, I miss him. On the second day of vacation, I miss him and miss him. On the third day of vacation, I miss him and miss him."

"..."

"..."

Nan Yu tentatively replied, "Really?"

"Fake." Fang Bei said, away from the phone and shouted "immediately!", and then put it back into the phone, "I don't think it's fine, if you really miss me, I won't be able to appear in front of you right away, This is very good, I make a phone call every day to exchange feelings, maybe I can be sublimated after taking vacation.”

Subconsciously, Nan Yu wanted to ask about sublimation.

Fang Bei responded immediately, and said to him in a low voice, "I'm going out for dinner. I have guests at home today. Why don't you let me know before you hang up?"

Nan Yu was a little uncomfortable, whispering kisses into the phone.

Fang Bei was very useful and happily hung up the phone.

In the next few days, Fang Bei acted like an alarm, calling on time before going to bed, and even the time difference was stabilized within 5 minutes.

Even the content of the chat was the same, Fang Bei said that Nan Yu listened, and occasionally teased him to say a few sweet words, which was not nutritious, but both of them enjoyed it.

Days passed and it was New Year's Eve.

Although Nan Yu grew up in South Korea, because her mother is Chinese, she has had the concept of Spring Festival since she was a child, so she is still very interested in Spring Festival.

Nan Yu was sitting in the living room watching the Spring Festival Gala with her parents. Several hosts were laughing and flirting with each other, busy preparing for the coming New Year's bell. The director cut the camera to the audience, and everyone's faces were filled with smile.

He looked up at the clock above the TV, and the three hands were approaching in the same direction.

Brother Fang Bei didn't seem to get a call today, huh?

Nan Yu blinked, and then glanced at the mobile phone on the left that was still black.

But the phone seemed to have a tacit understanding with him, and the incoming call screen popped up soon.

"Who is it?" Nan's mother asked.

"Friend." Nan Yu put the phone on silent, stood up and walked to her room, "I'll answer the call."

"Why is my friend so secretive..." Nan's mother gave him a suspicious look, and then looked at the TV again.

Nan Yu didn't turn on the light, and followed the moonlight to the window to answer the phone, "Brother."

Fang Bei seemed to have drunk some wine, his voice was lower than usual, "Golden Flower..."

"Ok?"

Fang Bei took a breath, and suddenly began to count down with his breath, "Five, four, three..."

In the living room, there was also the sound of the countdown from the Spring Festival Gala. Nan Yu was startled, and when Fang Bei finished counting "one", he spoke at the same time.

"Happy New Year, bro."

"Happy New Year, Nan Yu."

Fang Bei laughed, and the corners of Nan Yu's mouth curved a little.

"Wait for me for a while," Fang Bei said while tossing something, and it took him a long time to calm down, "Firecrackers are not allowed in the city, I guess you didn't see them, but unfortunately I can't let them go here either, so I'll let you It’s okay to just listen to it, there must be an atmosphere during the Chinese New Year, and I’ll make up for you with the fireworks when I have a chance.”

Nan Yu was just about to ask what the sound was, when Fang Bei seemed to have fixed the phone, and then there was a crackling sound from the other end, which lasted for 2 minutes.

"What is it?" Nan Yu was a little curious.

"Bubble wrap, I bought a big box just for you to listen to."

Nan Yu thought about how Fang Bei was sitting in the room pinching the bubble wrap seriously, and laughed.

"Thank you brother, I am very happy."

"Is there anything else you want to tell me?" Fang Bei said, "Nan Yu, I had some wine today, and I miss you."

Nan Yu looked up at the moon, and clenched her phone tightly, "I miss you too."

There was some noise behind her, Nan Yu was startled, and turned her head abruptly.

The door of the room seemed not to be closed properly, and it was half-closed, and the program on the TV in the living room could still be seen. Mother Nan stood at the door, silent for a while, and asked him, "Who else do you miss?"

The author has something to say: Fang Bei: Squeezing bubble wrap is a man's romance!

ps: It won’t be abused, but you must go through some tests when you come out of the closet~ use it with peace of mind