When an Alpha is Marked by One of His Own Kind

"Ding-dong-"

Lu Zhe was listening to Manager Zhou chatting about the team's offline activities after the intercontinental game, when he suddenly heard a push message pop up on his phone, his first reaction was to take out his phone and set it to silent, and when his gaze passed by the screen, he The movement stopped.

A prompt popped up on the screen: "The anchor 'Wolfy' you follow is now on the air~Come and watch~"

He raised his hand to show Manager Zhou a stop gesture, took out the earphones with tangled wires in his team uniform jacket, connected them to his phone, clicked into Shen Qiao's live broadcast room, and put an earphone in his left ear before signaling to Zhou The manager continued.

Manager Zhou didn't care about his interruption, so he immediately picked up the topic and continued, "You go back next week, I checked the time, there are three days before the next game, this event is to promote the boss's friends, both sides The contract is signed..."

There was a refreshing smile on Lu Zhe's face. Hearing Manager Zhou's words, he pondered for two seconds and shook his head lightly: "In recent years, the schedule has been tight. We don't care about this casual friendly match. but--"

"If the news is released, the official blog will definitely be criticized."

"Fans will feel that we didn't take the summer split seriously, that the players have no professionalism, and also feel that the club is ugly. I suggest renegotiating the contract and changing the time, or..."

Halfway through the conversation, Lu Zhe's voice disappeared.

His attention was diverted by the lazy voice from the earphones, and he heard the familiar voice coming from the electronic device, and the usually imperceptible hoarse tone was amplified, which only added to the sexiness: "Recommend this to everyone. chocolate……"

"Or is it?" Manager Zhou in front of him looked at him wonderingly, not understanding why he stopped for a long time and didn't say anything.

Lu Zhe was drawn back to his attention by his voice, the corners of his lips became more and more raised, he blinked his eyes slowly, cleared his throat and said, "Oh yes, I mean, either let the other party renegotiate the contract, or find the second Anyone available on the other side of the team—”Go to it.

"It was given by someone I like." At this moment, there was a clear answer with a little joy in the earphones.

Lu Zhe succeeded in forgetting his words for the second time by this sudden confession.

Fortunately, he only spoke half of what he said this time, which did not hinder Manager Zhou's understanding.

On the one hand, Manager Zhou felt that what Lu Zhe said was reasonable, but on the other hand, he was struggling to know whether to suggest the upper management to modify the plan. While still hesitating, Lu Zhe had already pressed the earphone with one hand, and turned his head to look at the room where he was coming and going. Star-like lights flickered in his eyes, and he asked Manager Zhou absent-mindedly:

"Anything else?"

He couldn't wait to go back and ask Shen Qiao to repeat that sentence in front of his face.

Manager Zhou really stopped him: "Yes—"

"When I first chatted with you, the public relations side had already released the posters for the offline friendly match, and they belonged to a team of five of you."

Lu Zhe: "..."

He exhaled lightly, squinted his eyes, scanned Manager Zhou up and down, who was extremely capable of getting him into trouble, and asked after a long while with a smile on his face:

"Excuse me, is the official blog account in my hands?" Are you still waiting here for him to delete Weibo?

Manager Zhou: "Hey, you're so angry—"

He made a gesture of chasing flies, and waved to Lu Zhe: "All right, all right, I won't leave you as a master, hurry up and go."

……

inside the house.

Shen Qiao didn't know that her words had already been known to the people who shouldn't hear them, she was still immersed in the joy of secretly showing off, and leisurely chose her own hero.

When appropriate, a prompt will pop up in the live broadcast room:

"The anchor 'WOW snail shell' has come to your live broadcast room!"

Shen Qiao raised her eyebrows, pulled away some earphones, turned her head to look at Lao Wo not far away, she didn't understand that both of them were in the same room, why did he go to his live broadcast room to join in the fun.

The old snail noticed his gaze, turned his head and smiled at him: "It's okay, I'll just try to see if my queen can enter your live broadcast room."

Shen Qiao: "?"

He repeated it hesitantly: "Tube? What do you mean?"

The old snail shrugged, and after exiting his live broadcast room, he pressed mute and replied, "Don't you know? My account is blacklisted in your live broadcast room."

Just when Shen Qiao was stunned, Erhua, who was dozing on the table next to her, also raised her hand, and echoed in a dragged tone: "Mine is the same, and so is Qian Bao. I guess there is only Yu in the team." free from poison."

Although Qian Bao, who can take five baths a day this summer, is not in the house at the moment, but judging from Erhua's affirmative tone, there is probably nothing wrong with this matter.

Shen Qiao was deeply confused, when did he block the accounts of DG teammates?

The administrator in his live broadcast room is used to pretending to be dead. Unless it is a sensitive topic, otherwise he will only move when he shouts. Could it be that the administrator heard that he had a bad relationship with Lu Zhe when he was in BLX? So secretly put people like DG on the blacklist, and block one by one?

But they all said it was a small account. As the name suggests, it should be the type that Shen Qiao would not recognize even if she saw it. How could the administrator accurately seal the account?

unless……

Shen Qiao thought for a long time, and picked the most reasonable guess: "Have you ever come to my live broadcast room to scold people with a trumpet?"

Lao Wo smiled and shook his head. Just as he was about to speak, he caught a glimpse of Lu Zhe coming in from the rear door, and raised his chin at him: "You have to ask Captain Lu about this. It's all his masterpiece."

Shen Qiao: "...?"

He glanced at the page where the game was loading, pressed the mute button amidst the same question marks full of bullet screens, turned his chair, and looked at Lu Zhe who was walking this way.

Lu Zhe originally had a bright smile on his lips, but when he walked halfway, when he heard the conversation between Shen Qiao and Lao Wo, his pace froze for an instant.

Shen Qiao crossed her arms, leaned back on the gaming chair with her coat hanging on it, raised her chin slightly, and the corners of her lips curled up into a smile, and said in a slow tone: "I heard that the trumpets of our teammates are all in my hands. In the blacklist of the live broadcast room, do you know about this?"

Lu Zhe raised his hand and clenched his fist against the corner of his lips, coughing with an itchy throat.

"This, it's a long story."

Shen Qiao looked back at the page where she entered the game, and felt that there was a story in it, and nodded kindly to Lu Zhe: "Okay, before I finish this big fight, you should think about how to make it up."

After speaking, he turned back to his chair, focused on making outfits, and went out to kill happily with his teammates.

Lu Zhe went to the back of his chair, looked at his game page, then quietly turned his head to look at Lao Wo, who faintly realized that he had said something that shouldn't be said, and dared not mention the matter of turning the camera to Lu Zhe Yes, focus on interacting with fans so loudly.

After standing behind Shen Qiao for a while, Lu Zhe raised his hand to brush Shen Qiao's hair and earphones, leaned over the back of his chair, and said in a low voice, "I didn't intend to make it up, I won't lie to you."

Shen Qiao tilted her head to prevent him from disturbing her, and only responded with a perfunctory "Yeah" without taking her eyes off the game. With Lu Zhe's two movements, he moved around with coquettishness and was in the back row. Harvested the four remaining blood on the opposite side.

Lu Zhe didn't bother him to seriously play the game, and just quietly watched him win for 10 minutes.

Shen Qiao exited the game, looked at the data, reopened the microphone and said to the fans: "Today's live broadcast is over, we will open it next time, bye."

[What's wrong?Did you quarrel with Lugou?But why did you blame your wives when you quarreled with him? 】

[Just after I came out of the old snail's live broadcast room, I vaguely knew that Lu Gou seemed to have something to hide...he's finished!Wolf cub, abandon him and stay with me]

【Lu Li, what can't you kneel on the keyboard and say clearly?Why does it still affect our fans to lose the live broadcast benefits? 】

[You brainless rotten girls are really enough, isn't it disgusting to be so messy every day?]

【Goodbye, husband!Remember to come back tomorrow! 】

[It's only been live broadcast for less than half an hour, are you honestly dying? 】

……

Shen Qiao didn't watch the group of demons dancing in the bullet screen area, and directly exited the live broadcast room. Seeing his movements, Lu Zhe's voice came from behind unhurriedly:

"Do you want to go out for dinner? There is a food restaurant near here that tastes good. It's a chain. Last time I ate there when Lao Wo and the others came to participate in the S game, the taste probably won't be too bad."

Shen Qiao understood that he didn't want to talk about it in the room, so she didn't say much, got up and walked out with him.

The corridors outside the hotel are covered with carpets, both of them are wearing sneakers, and there is almost no sound when stepping on them, but it was not until Shen Qiao walked into the elevator that Lu Zhe suddenly said:

"I used their account to go to your live broadcast room before."

Shen Qiao walked into the elevator, put one hand in her pocket, and squinted at him: "Why don't you use your own? Or did you use their number to go in and scold me?"

Lu Zhe touched his nose, with a bit of helplessness appearing between his brows.

"Because my account has also been blocked by you." He said.

The emotion in Shen Qiao's eyes was blank for a moment.

He retorted subconsciously: "Impossible..."

It's impossible for him not to know Lu Zhe's tuba, just like the old snail will be reminded when he enters his live broadcast room today. How could Shen Qiao not know about Lu Zhe's tuba status once he enters his live broadcast room.

Lu Zhe looked at him amusedly, his eyes were full of tenderness, almost pampered, with one hand resting on the mirror of the elevator behind Shen Qiao, he asked with a raised tone: "Think about it again, in your live broadcast In the room, apart from cursing people, what else would you be banned from, huh?"

Shen Qiao replied reflexively: "A sensitive topic."

Lu Zhe let out a snort from his nasal cavity. He didn't know whether it was a laugh or a mockery, but it was obvious that Shen Qiao was wrong.

He thought back carefully, before the two reunited, they never seemed to have seen any sexual topics in the live broadcast room. Besides, Lu Zhe was not a person who didn't know the importance, and would talk about something in his live broadcast room.

Since it was not blocked because of this kind of problem, what was it?

Lu Zhe glanced at the direction of the camera in the elevator, he didn't get too close, and even took the initiative to retreat a little, leaning on the other side of the elevator, staring at Shen Qiao's face, waiting for him to recall the correct answer.

Shen Qiao frowned unknowingly, as if thinking about this matter took a lot of brain cells, her expression was bitter and bitter, seeing that Lu Zhe was a little bored because of this matter, and seeing him in a better mood Not a lot.

Seeing that the elevator was approaching the first floor, Lu Zhe couldn't resist taking a step forward, and pressed on the center of Shen Qiao's eyebrows: "I wanted to talk about you before, so I always frown for nothing."

Shen Qiao was touched by his fingertips, she moved her head indifferently, dodged his movements, and when the elevator "ding dong" showed that it had reached the first floor, she stepped out, gave up thinking, and asked Lu Zhe to give a direct answer. correct answer.

"I can't remember, just say it."

Seeing his upright look, Lu Zhe narrowed his eyes slightly, "My tips are not given for free."

Without even thinking about it, Shen Qiao took out a crumpled fifty-cent bill from her pocket, which might have been destroyed by a drum washing machine, and patted him on the body: "Here."

Lu Zhe: "..."

He laughed angrily, and after the fifty cents, he said angrily: "It has something to do with smoking, think about it for yourself, forget it if you don't remember it."

Shen Qiao: "?"

Reluctantly, he used his brain again: "Smoke? Did you promote smoking in my live broadcast? You don't like smoking either... That means quitting smoking. Why is quitting smoking banned? Unless you said... Wait, I remembered gone."

Shen Qiao dug out some corner impressions from the corner of memory.

It seemed that every time he smoked secretly in the live broadcast room, there was always a bad guy who cursed him with all kinds of ugly words, and then he was blacklisted by the administrator every time.

Shen Qiao let out a "ha", her expression successfully adjusted to a half-smile mode, swept up and down at Lu Zhe next to her, and asked in a subtle tone: "The person who predicted that I would get tracheitis, lung cancer, coronary heart disease, and angina pectoris is you Bar?"

Lu Zhe: "..."

He made the sound of green grass in his heart.

The author has something to say:

Captain Lu, what can't you just kneel down and talk about it?