You Boys Play Games Very Well

Feeling full of soup, Ling Meng sat down in front of the computer and prepared to play games to digest.

Before it was time for Shan Zhu's live broadcast, Shan Zhu opened the live broadcast room but didn't start the broadcast. He took a book and read it carefully. Just looking at his temperament, he seemed to be reading "One Hundred Years of Solitude". Only Ling Meng knew What he read was "300 Home Cooking Recipes".

Shan Zhu moved to a new house, and found an excuse not to turn on the camera for several days, the fans had no choice but to go to Ling Meng to save the country, and asked him to urge his man to live broadcast.

"Why don't you turn on the camera? Your beauty is about to blow up my live broadcast room."

Ling Meng glanced at the next door, and found that the barrage on the screen was not harmonious, either RNM or CNM, it was a bit too dirty.

"What anger did you provoke? These trolls scolded so badly, and you still want to greet your family?" Ling Meng thought carefully, and really couldn't think of any big rhythm in the e-sports circle recently.

Shan Zhu shifted his gaze from the book to Ling Meng, and stared at him for a moment: "You're right, it's a bit too much."

He turned on the microphone: "Is there a housekeeper here? Seal all those who write lemons and lemons."

The Alphabet Party disappeared in an instant, and everyone collectively changed their mouths to "I'm sorry, Lemon Dad".

Ling Meng:? ? ?

Regardless of whether you can turn on the camera or not, Dad is really angry!

Fugu Ling Meng clicked on the link recommended by his water friends. Everyone knows that Ling Meng loves to watch the videos of station B. If he has nothing to do, he recommends some funny ghosts and animals to him, so that he can relax for a while while waiting for the ranking.

But today's video is not ghostly or funny, on the contrary, it is a little warm. UP master cut a sugar MV with the live broadcast materials of two people - from the first live broadcast of the two people to open a room, to Ling Meng's surgery alone to accompany the bed; from the birthday party for the opening of the dessert shop, to the daily live broadcast, Ling Meng never knew that there were people who collected the images of their every live broadcast so carefully. After watching it, it seemed like a complete review of the two people's love experience. With the moving BGM, Ling Meng admitted that she was so sweet.

He became the little sweet lemon who was chatting on the live broadcast back then, the corners of his mouth could not help but rise, and the dimples were full of honey.

"Thank you UP master, UP master has a heart."

——Thank you UP master for sprinkling sugar!My cute and grown-up lemon is online again!

Ling Meng quibbled: "When did I go offline? It's not sweet enough, it must be because I haven't eaten enough cute food recently!"

——I’ll give you all the cat food!It's so cute to buy!

Ling Meng laughed out her little canine teeth: "Thank you boss! I will eat a catty!"

--Help!My dentist is getting my registration again!

"Don't be sad, I heard that pulling teeth can slim your face."

- I am even worse!Diabetes has 250+!

"Is your case taped with masking tape?"

……

There are also those who praised UP's main selection song for its vision.

——BGM praise and praise, this song fits the feelings of Mangshen and Mengmeng in my mind very well.

"I like it too," Ling Meng opened Baidu, "What's the name of this song?"

——My male god "Just Met You", highly recommended!

--same!The first time I listened to this song, I thought it would suit the two of them very well!

Ling Meng searched through the title of the song, and directly set it as a single loop.The melodious singing voice floated out, as if carrying sweeteners, dyeing every molecule in the air into lemon yellow, and the two live broadcast rooms were simultaneously filled with singing voices mixed with compound fruit aromas such as mango, mangosteen and apple.

"We cried, we laughed, we looked up at the sky, how many stars were still shining..."

Ling Meng shook his head and lip-synced along with the music, he didn't want to push such a nice song on the e-sports death list.

——You have the ability to lip-sync, and you have the ability to sing?

——Mengmeng has a new love and forgot the old love, Peerless Xiaoshou cried bitterly, I am no longer your title song.

——The music anchor lip-synced and reported it.

Everyone was listening intently, but the music stopped abruptly, killing many obsessive-compulsive disorder on the spot.

——It sounds good, why did the anchor pause?

"I didn't pause." Ling Meng was also very depressed, "Maybe it's the network card?"

Ling Meng poked around in the network diagnosis and didn't connect to the Internet, but a cappella came to her ears.

"We sing the song of time, and then we know how to embrace each other. What is it for..."

Shan Zhu was still lazily leaning on the back of the chair, focusing all his attention on "300 Home Cooking Recipes", humming the lyrics casually.

It was also the first time for Ling Meng to hear Shan Zhu sing. He did not expect that he, who had never sung, would still be very masculine when he sang. He was surprised that his idol personality was not broken at all.

He was the only person in the audience who could see Shan Zhu, and the others could only see Ling Meng's profile motionless and turned to one side through the live broadcast.

—Who is singing?

——Warming the loneliness, the wind blows the flowers and tears like rain, because I don't want to be separated.

——Seamless connection?

——Could it be that my god is singing?

——Papa Ning, can you turn the camera around?We also want to see Mangshen sing, please!

——Look at Mengmeng's focused eyes, I'm afraid I don't have time to talk to you.

The network was reconnected after a short pause, the original song played again, and Shan Zhu finally received the attention from the neighbor.

He raised his head, and in the air dyed lemon yellow, in the singing mixed with compound fruit aromas such as mango, mangosteen, and apple, the two looked at each other.Ling Meng's eyes were full of confusion, confusion, and the illusion that his soul had been sucked away, just like his mood when he saw Ling Meng win the championship.

The chorus was perfectly connected with Shan Zhu's humming. He stared intently at Ling Meng's eyes, and sang the second half of the song completely along with the accompaniment:

"Because I just met you, it is beautiful to leave footprints, the wind blows the flowers and the tears are like rain, because I don't want to be separated.

"Because I just met you and left ten years of expectations. If we meet again, I think I will remember you."

Ling Meng listened in a daze, then turned back in a daze, and stared at the camera again in a daze.

"Oh my god, it turns out that people really shine."