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

The matter of live broadcasting the wedding was brought up by Xia Yun.

That day they gathered at Fang Bei's house to discuss the details of the wedding. The parents of both parties sat downstairs and chatted in the living room, and they young people sat in Fang Bei's room.

"I think it should be done separately," Jiang Jiayi rubbed his chin. "It must be more formal when there are relatives present. After all, marriage is not a child's play. It's not good to scare the elderly with something."

Fang Bei nodded, "I'm also considering whether it's better to separate. There are indeed a lot of elderly people in the family, and Nan Yu has Korean relatives."

"Let's separate, let's separate."

"Okay." Fang Bei nodded and wrote down, "I'll discuss it with them later."

"If we do it separately, the venue will be lively when it's our turn." Xia Yun chuckled, "Look, 80.00% of the invitations sent out are professional players, right? Then we will have a live broadcast or something... "

"Live broadcast..." Fang Bei raised his eyebrows, quite interested in his proposal, "This is a good idea."

"..." Nan Yu, who had been sitting quietly and listening, finally couldn't bear it any longer. She tugged Fang Bei's arm and refused in a low voice, "Brother, why is this kind of thing being broadcast live?"

Fang Bei moved, held Nan Yu's hand, and gave Xia Yun a look. Xia Yun understood, and immediately began to explain, "Nanzi, listen to me, look, we haven't made up for this month's live broadcast. Right? It takes hours to hold the wedding, so it’s not in vain!”

"..." What a ridiculous reason.Fang Bei glanced at him bitterly, and began to persuade Nan Yu to agree, "I don't care about the live broadcast at all, but don't you want the whole world to bless us? On such an important day, everyone Wouldn't it be nice to witness together?"

Nan Yu was a little shaken, nodded hesitantly and then shook her head, "But..."

For such a sacred thing as a wedding, wouldn't the live broadcast be too frivolous?

Before he could think too much, Fang Bei launched another attack of sweet words, coaxing Nan Yu to coax and nod his head three or two times, and only after he really calmed down did he realize that he had fallen into the pit again.

According to the superstition of the older generation, the two new couples could not sleep together the day before the wedding, so Nan Yu was assigned to the room farthest from Fang Bei's room.

Wrapped in a soft quilt, Nan Yu turned over, still didn't fall asleep, thought about some messy things, and finally stretched out her arms to take out the phone from under the pillow, hesitated for a while, and opened WeChat.

[ Nan Nan: Brother? 】

[Beibei: I can't sleep because of what I think? 】

【Nannan: ...how did you come back so fast. 】

[Beibei: I can't sleep thinking about you. 】

【Nannan:...】

As soon as Nan Yu sent the string of ellipses, the caller ID popped up. Fortunately, he quickly pressed the answer button so that the ring did not ring in the middle of the night.

"Can't sleep?" Fang Bei's lazy voice came from the other end of the phone. Nan Yu was a little guilty, and subconsciously pulled the quilt to wrap herself a little tighter, and whispered back, "Hmm..."

"Hey, go to bed early to be energetic tomorrow." Fang Bei smiled, and his breath came to Nan Yu's ear through the receiver, a little itchy, "Should I sing you a lullaby, huh?"

"No." Nan Yu resolutely refused, paused for a while, and still couldn't help asking, "Tomorrow...will there be many people?...There will be live broadcasts..."

"It's not too much," Fang Bei comforted, "Don't be afraid, I'll be there for anything."

It wasn't until the day of the wedding that Nan Yu deeply understood what it meant to be on a thief's boat.

The wedding was divided into two according to special requirements. The main guests in the morning were relatives from both sides, and the process was also arranged indoors. Because they were worried that they would have another one in the afternoon, they didn't even drink much, except for the two tables of seniors. The old man made a toast, and the rest were replaced by tea.

But just like this made Nan Yu tired enough.

After finally making it to the end of the show, the benches in the lounge were still warm, so the staff took her to the dressing room to touch up her makeup. After tossing and turning for almost half an hour, it seemed that it was almost time for the afternoon show.

"I'm so tired..." Nan Yu complained softly. He was sitting in the lounge with Fang Bei and CO's best man team. On the sofa, I wanted to rub my face, but just as I raised my hand, I remembered that I had makeup on my face, so I had to put it down.

Fang Bei smiled and teased him, "Do you want me to squeeze your shoulders and beat your legs?"

"I suggest you give him a pinch," Song Lian, who was sitting on the other side, interjected, "The people from the live broadcast platform will come over soon, this afternoon will be enough for you two, so be mentally prepared."

Fang Bei raised his eyebrows confidently, "What's the matter, today is my day of great joy, so who else could make trouble?"

Song Lian gave him a meaningful look, "It's better not to."

"Even if there is..." Fang Bei stood up and straightened his dress, and pulled Nan Yu to stand up and walk out, "Isn't there your best man to help block it? If it's a brother, he will help me with a knife, right?"

Song Lian asked him, "Why are you two going?"

"Put the water on."

Jiang Jiayi walked up to Song Lian and sat down beside Song Lian, touching his chin, and sighed, "You said that Lao Fang is very smart, why can't he figure it out now? He has been domineering in LPL for so long, and he finally had the opportunity to 'revenge'. Can you let him go?"

"No." Song Lian said calmly, "Do you know what I was doing just now?"

"what?"

Song Lian took out the mobile phone and handed it to him, with the words "Looking for a good show" clearly written in his eyes, "I counted, he sent nearly a hundred invitations to the alliance, and the replies he received were basically... …Come."

Jiang Jiayi opened his mouth wide, and imagined the scene, "Fuck, that's a total of [-] professional players, retired and active..."

Xia Yun was also taken aback, and as if remembering something, she took out her phone and started pressing wildly, chatting with them while pressing, "...I searched the keywords of live broadcast and wedding on Weibo, guess how popular it is ?”

"How tall?"

Xia Yun pointed at the screen of the phone with one finger, and sighed, "Tenth most searched! There is still more than an hour before the official live broadcast, so it will be a hit if the live broadcast is really going to start?"

Mo Ran was quite helpless, and kicked him lightly, "Aren't you talking nonsense, they are public figures anyway, and it's a same-sex wedding, how can the attention from inside and outside the circle be low?"

Xia Yun suddenly shuddered, "... Shouldn't I come up with such a bad idea?"

"It's late." Song Lian said indifferently.

"..."

At three o'clock in the afternoon, the wedding began.

Nan Yu stood in the hotel aisle at the end of the red carpet, squeezed Fang Bei hard, and said in a low voice, "...Brother, don't you mean there won't be many people?"

Looking along the red carpet, on the wedding venue, the decorated guest area was full of young faces that Nan Yu knew and didn’t know, one or two stretched their necks to look at them, and some even started to whistle and applaud .

Nan Yu silently took a step back, thinking of running away amidst the booing, "I..."

He wanted to say something, but Fang Bei suddenly hissed, and with a big hand he pulled Nan Yu to stand beside him, then tightly held Nan Yu's left hand, and dragged him onto the red carpet.

Nan Yu didn't pay attention, and was dragged staggering a step. Only then did she hear the voice of the master of ceremonies calling for newcomers to enter the arena. She could only bite the bullet and walk forward with Fang Bei's pace, lowering her eyes and not daring to look straight ahead.

The booing became louder and louder, Nan Yu's palms were covered with sweat, and he stood beside Fang Bei stiffly as if his soul had come out of his body. He couldn't hear what the master of ceremonies said at all, and he was so nervous that he could barely breathe.

"It's over, brothers," the voice next to her ear suddenly turned into a familiar voice, Nan Yu tilted her head quietly, and found that Fang Bei had taken the microphone from the master of ceremonies at some point, and was facing the guests in the audience They laughed, "Don't rush to make a fuss, he is thin-skinned, if he scares you away, where are you going to pay me?"

The audience laughed for a while, expressing their understanding, and quickly quieted down.

The live camera slowly zoomed in, and the two protagonists appeared in the center of the camera.

Fang Bei was already tall, so wearing a black formal dress was not out of style, and with makeup and hair, he looked like a handsome and upright bridegroom.

Nan Yu has also grown up recently, and now he is more delicate and handsome in a white dress. I don't know if it is because of the makeup, his face is a little flushed, and he looks a little sweeter.

Fang Bei returned the microphone to the master of ceremonies, and clasped Nan Yu's hand.

The master of ceremonies saw that he was someone who had seen a big scene, and he didn't feel that there was anything wrong with a same-sex wedding. He read the wedding vows aloud respectfully, and thoughtfully changed the parts related to gender into lovers. In the end, it was solemn and solemn asked, "Would you like it?"

There was another booing from the audience, "I don't want to! Robbing the marriage! Robbing the marriage!"

"I am willing." Fang Bei laughed, hugged Nan Yu directly into his arms, and flaunted to the audience, "Who says you don't want to marry me? Who, stand up!"

"Nan Yu hasn't agreed yet!" Someone shouted with a smile.

Fang Bei shook Nan Yu, and asked with a smile, "Would you like it? Hmm? Would you like it?"

Nan Yu took a deep breath and whispered, "Yes."

"can not hear--"

"Yes! It doesn't count if you didn't hear it!"

Fang Bei didn't care, instead he followed them and continued to tease, "What if I didn't hear it?"

Nan Yu knew that they would not let her off if she didn't speak out today, so she simply smashed the can, closed her eyes and shouted, "I am willing!"

There was a roar of whistles and boos from the audience.

The master of ceremonies, who was used as the background board, cleared his throat in good time and reminded, "The two newcomers can exchange rings now."

Fang Bei did a little magic trick, and put a flower on his wrist behind Nan Yu's ear. When he opened his palm again, there was an open velvet gift box in his hand, with two rings quietly placed on it.

There is a romantic saying circulating on the Internet that professional players have particularly beautiful hands.

Fang Bei seldom studies how other people's hands look like. What does it matter to him whether other people's paws are white or black, fat or thin?

But at this moment, he was holding Nan Yu's fair, slender hand, and he suddenly understood why there is hand control in this world.

Fang Bei put the ring on Nan Yu's left ring finger, smiled and kissed it, and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear, "Mine."

Nan Yu blushed and put another ring on for him.

The master of ceremonies nodded in satisfaction, and slowly announced that the two of them were officially married, and then left the stage to hide their achievements and fame.

However, for this group of young guests who came here with the purpose of doing things, the wedding is now officially started.

Under the stage, everyone watched the master of ceremonies leave, and tacitly pouted at the two who were still tender on the stage.

"go together!"

"You go first! I'll follow!"

I don't know who took the lead, but when Fang Bei and Nan Yu came to their senses, they were already surrounded by professional players rushing up to the stage, and they shouted as they rushed, "Brothers! Those who have vengeance will revenge and those who have vengeance will hold grievances." ah!"

"Damn it!" Fang Bei cursed in surprise, and in the next second he was lifted up and held in mid-air. Fang Bei subconsciously fixed the ring a little tighter, and shouted at the top of his voice, "Hey, hey!" Hey! If you're messing with me, don't touch my daughter-in-law!! Do you hear me!"

The former captain of the CO who was holding his neck comforted him with a smile, "Don't worry, we know what's going on."

Fang Bei still didn't trust them very much, he stretched his neck and tried to find Nan Yu's figure through the crowd, but failed, so he could only be numbly carried forward by them, and it took him a while to remember to ask, "Where is this?"

Nan Yu, who was surrounded by familiar players, was also stunned. She stared blankly at a group of seniors carrying Fang Bei to the swimming pool, and said blankly, "What...what is this for?"

The little alarm clock brothers put their arms around Nan Yu's neck, gloated and said, "Do you want to go and have a look?"

Nan Yu opened her mouth and suddenly realized, "I'm not going to throw brother in there..."

The weather in November is already very cold. If you are thrown into the swimming pool, you will not catch a cold?

The little alarm clock saw what he was worried about, patted him on the shoulder, and comforted him, "Don't worry, everyone has a sense of proportion~"

Nan Yu anxiously followed them to watch the fun.

At the edge of the swimming pool, Fang Bei was forcefully put on a blindfold by the old captain, and said helplessly, "No, can you save face, brothers? I'm still broadcasting live, can you let me go?"

The old captain was unmoved, and raised his hand to give orders, "One, two, three—throw it!"

"Wow——!"

The contestants who were holding Fang Bei let go of the pool in unison. Nan Yu couldn't bear to watch and turned her head.

There was no sound of falling into the water, but the sound of some plastic colliding. Nan Yu was a little curious, and took two steps towards the pool, bowed her head, and laughed first.

It turned out that there was no water in the swimming pool at all. I don’t know when it was put into a large inflatable pool, which was filled with various inflatable bubbles and some plastic toys. A screaming chicken was crushed, screaming at the top of its lungs.

"..." Fang Bei took off the blindfold, stretched out his hand to pull the Screaming Chicken out from under the back of his head, and threw it on the shore, and asked dumbfoundedly, "Is it fun?"

A circle of professional players surrounded the pool, nodding neatly, "It's fun!"

Fang Bei got up helplessly, barely stood in the inflatable pool and stretched out his hand on the opposite bank, "Give me a hand."

Nan Yu glanced at the seniors who were busy taking pictures and snickering before her, walked over silently and stretched out her hands.

Fang Bei sighed while using his strength to go ashore, "Look, look at how kind my wife is to me, and look at these brothers, don't you feel ashamed at all?"

"I'm not ashamed!" Someone replied, and a group of people, Fang Bei and Nan Yu, walked to the wine table. The two champagne towers in front of them made Fang Bei feel a little ominous.

Fang Bei tidied up his disheveled hairstyle and dress, and said righteously, "You should drink in moderation, right? Everyone is a professional player. Although I am very happy today, I can't drink too much!"

The contestants tacitly surrounded the two of them in front of the wine table.

Fang Bei: "..."

Nan Yu glanced at the various white wine and red wine on the table, and her eyelids twitched.

But it's the same as what the little alarm clock said, when you're playing, you still have the sense of proportion. Fang Bei and Nan Yu are still professional players, so they won't let them drink too much, so the focus of this party is It became the method of drinking.

After a round of booing and persuasion, Nan Yu realized that in China, there are so many ways to drink wine...

……

Drinking wine, truth or dare, rock-paper-scissors...

All the tricks they could think of were used by them to pour wine for Fang Bei and Nan Yu. Nan Yu could hardly count how many sips he had taken. Now his legs are a little weak, so he can only lean on Fang Bei to borrow The strength is so that it will not slide shamefully to the ground.

Fang Bei was obviously in worse condition than him, blushing like a monkey's butt, and kept taking deep breaths.

Nan Yu smiled, and then heaved a sigh of relief.

In fact, it wasn't just the two of them, the players who came up to play the game and persuaded them to drink were also almost drunk.

After all, it is a game, so there must be winners and losers, and for the sake of Nan Yu and the others, the rules of the game have been revised. The two of them have a sip, and the players have a drink.

After a few rounds of games, some of them collapsed after drinking too much, lying on the table and giggling cheerfully.

After all, Song Lian is the team leader and best man, so he has to worry about Fang Bei. Seeing this, he felt that it was almost done, so he stepped forward to persuade him, "Okay, isn't there a next session? Let's play later when it gets dark." out of sight."

The old captain hiccupped and nodded, "Yes, the next session."

After speaking, he kicked Fang Bei, "Wake up! The next session is coming!"

Fang Bei shook his head and tried to stay awake, frowning and asked Song Lian, "What's the next link?"

Song Lian had already guessed that he would forget, so he calmly brought a bouquet of flowers from the staff and handed it to Nan Yu, "Didn't I say it before, help the brothers figure out who will leave the order first."

"Oh!" Fang Bei suddenly realized, "My wife lost her bouquet!"

Nan Yu was caught off guard by a bouquet of flowers stuffed into her hand, looked at it blankly, and asked in a low voice, "W-how did you throw it away?"

Song Lian sighed, and resignedly picked up one with one hand and carried them away from the wine table, and sent them to the small stage where the wedding was held at the beginning, "Just stand there and throw it down with your eyes closed."

Someone from behind shouted with a smile, "Throw it to me! I want to find someone too!"

Fang Bei touched Nan Yu's head, and was about to let him throw a bouquet, when his face suddenly changed, and he said anxiously, "Where's my ring?!"

Song Lian looked at the ring on his hand, the corners of his mouth twitched, not wanting to talk to him very much.

Nan Yu smiled silly, took off the ring on her left hand and showed it to Fang Bei, "Brother, it's here."

Satisfied, Fang Bei leaned forward and kissed Nan Yu, "Well, then you can throw the flowers."

"Oh." Nan Yu nodded obediently, clasped his hands together, and threw them forward.

The bouquet flew to the bush not far away with the ring.

Nan Yu didn't find anything wrong, so she clapped her hands, and acted like a spoiled child to Fang Bei, "I lost it!"

"..." Song Lian looked at Nan Yu's empty left hand for a while, then said speechlessly, "Nan Yu, where's your ring?"

Nan Yu was dumbfounded by the question, subconsciously raised her left hand, and then remembered what she had done, her face turned pale, and she looked anxiously at the audience, "I, I..."

Song Lian rubbed his forehead, "I'll help you find it, look at Fang Bei and don't let him make trouble—"

He hadn't finished his exhortation when Fang Bei yelled, "Damn it, my wife's ring is missing! Find it for me!"

"..." Song Lian opened his mouth slightly, and turned to look at the audience.

"Ring? What ring?"

"A wedding ring!"

"Fuck, the wedding ring is missing? Then help me find it!"

"I'll look over there!"

"Ouch, who hit me?"

"Don't push me don't push me!"

"Who! Who is lying on my back, get the hell out!"

Seeing the scene becoming chaotic bit by bit, the drunk and the not drunk twisted into a ball...

Song Lian's usually calm face finally showed a crack.

He twisted two paper towels and stuffed them into his ears, then turned and walked into the grass.

Fortunately, it wasn't completely dark yet, and the venue was brightly lit, so it didn't take much effort to find the reflecting diamond ring. Song Lian sighed, and picked up the bouquet that was thrown aside.

He glanced at the ring in his left hand and the bouquet in his right hand, and shook his head speechlessly. He didn't expect that as soon as he turned around and walked back, he ran into a friend who was also looking for him with his head down.

Keep rubbed his forehead, straightened up and looked at him, "Why are you here?"

Song Lian shook the ring on his left hand, "I found it."

"Oh." Keep didn't seem to be drunk. He moved closer to confirm and nodded, "then give it to them."

Song Lian nodded. Needless to say, he was about to return it to Nan Yu, but he was grabbed just two steps away. Keep looked at the bouquet in his right hand with a curious face, "What is this?"

Song Lian frowned, "Nan Yu's flowers are lost."

"Is that the flower you can find someone for?"

"You have to understand that."

Keep stared at Hua for a while, then suddenly grabbed Song Lian's shoulders, patted him and smiled, "Wow! Then you are getting married too!"

"..." Song Lian hesitated to speak, and slapped Keep's paw away in disgust, "When am I going to get married? With whom? With you?"

Keep didn't know if he understood or not, so Song Lian's hands looked at the bouquet carefully again, and sighed earnestly, "When you get married, I'll be the best man!"

Song Lian: "..."

"I thank you."

"You're welcome!" Keep patted his chest proudly, "Are they all brothers!"

Song Lian grabbed him and walked forward, calmly said, "Let's go brother, clean up the mess with me, and remember to count it all on Fang Bei's account later."

Directly ahead, Fang Bei, who was comforting Nan Yu while looking for the ring, suddenly sneezed.

Nan Yu squatted beside him pinching her fingers aggrievedly, and said in a choked voice, "Ring."

Fang Bei hiccupped, tried to maintain his balance, and patted Nan Yu into his arms, "Don't cry, my wife, be good."

Nan Yu leaned on Fang Bei's shoulder and sniffed, "...I want a ring."

Fang Bei couldn't stabilize himself, and hugged Nan Yu directly from squatting to sitting on the ground. He didn't care, and patted Nan Yu's back lightly, "I will find it... If I can't find my husband, I will buy it again tomorrow." How about you?"

Nan Yu shook her head sullenly, "No, this is what I want."

"..." Song Lian stood behind them, arms crossed.

He felt like he shouldn't be here, should be under the car.

……

The next day, Nan Yu woke up in her own room feeling that something was wrong all over her body.

The mind is a little clear, and the thoughts are slowly coming back.

Nan Yu opened her eyes, and slowly recalled what she did after drinking too much yesterday.

He moved his fingers and raised his left hand with difficulty...

Nan Yu uttered her first scream after marriage.

Fang Bei was awakened immediately, "What's wrong?"

Covering her face, Nan Yu showed him her left hand. On her ring finger, the ring stayed quietly on it.

Fang Bei hadn't turned the corner yet, and said blankly, "Isn't this pretty good?"

Nan Yu murmured, "Brother, do you remember how you got the ring back yesterday?"

"..." Fang Bei paused, rarely hesitated, "...It seems that Song Lian helped us find it?"

"...There is also a live broadcast."

"Damn it." Fang Bei also thought of this, and immediately started looking for his mobile phone. It took him a long time to get his hand out from the pile of clothes on the ground. While there was still some electricity, he quickly made a call.

The phone was picked up quickly, Captain Song still said in that flat tone, "Hello?"

Fang Bei coughed and asked tentatively, "Then what, captain, what happened on the live broadcast yesterday...you know?"

"Ah."

"..." Fang Bei and Nan Yu looked at each other, and continued to organize their words, "Do you remember when the live broadcast was turned off?"

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a while, and then slowly said, "Of course it was turned off when the wedding was over."

over!Egg!

Nan Yu lay quietly on the bed, with nothing to love in life.

Fang Bei was also deeply lost in thought.

"Okay, I lied to you." Song Lian seemed to smile a little, "I'll ask the other side to turn off the live broadcast after drinking a glass of wine. Don't worry, no one will know what happened afterwards."

Fang Bei let out a long sigh of relief, "Thanks, brother, it's reliable!"

"Why are you being rude to me?"

"That's right." Fang Bei lay down with the phone between his arms, and laughed, "They're all my brothers, so feel free to talk about anything in the future."

"Really," Song Lian said, "If I have a chance to win the championship next year...I want to go home."

Fang Bei was stunned for a moment, and said seriously, "Are you finally willing to go back?"

"Huh?" Song Lian let out a low laugh, "It's been so many years, I have to go back and see... If I win a world championship next year, I won't really interrupt my hand when I go home, right? Tiger poison doesn't even kill you no?"

Fang Bei wanted to say something more, but Song Lian interrupted him directly, "Remember to treat me to dinner when you return to the base, that's all, go on your honeymoon, hang up."

"..." Fang Bei was helpless, "He hung up too fast."

Nan Yu finally relaxed, dragged her sore body around, and rolled into Fang Bei's arms, "Brother."

"Ok?"

"...No random live broadcasts are allowed in the future."

Fang Bei recalled yesterday's farce, and felt a little headache, "My wife, please forgive me this time, I will never dare again."

Nan Yu smiled and kissed him.

——End——

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