I heard that my ex-boyfriend is my new teammate

Shen Qiuming watched helplessly as his operator Eyes was mercilessly shot again in the head by Congee, his perfect smile gradually distorted.

While teasing his fans about waiting for his father to come back to life, he would kill him without leaving any traces, while he wondered in his heart if there was an insider among the millions of unscrupulous fans in his live broadcast room.

It's said that the porridge porridge hurts his hand and hurts your horse. Look at him, isn't he a lively monster with a shot.

The sky cleared and the rain stopped, and Team Shen felt that he had been tricked by the ghost sent by Grandpa Porridge to steal rice.

But in terms of mentality, who is afraid of whom, Shen Qiuming took advantage of the resurrection time to chat with Congee on the public screen of the map.

[[Map] Peng.KWC: Grandpa Porridge, the same old people should be considerate of each other, understand?Can you be gentle with others, they are so painful】

[[Map] Congee.ELM: Your grandpa is deaf and can't hear]

The corner of Shen Qiuming's mouth twitched, it seemed that it was not a good thing for too many people to notice his Pippi Shrimp attribute.

[[Map] Peng.KWC: Ning stares at me so closely, isn't he afraid that Ning's son will be hammered out by my deputy team? 】

[[Map] Congee.ELM: The base's toilet paper has not run out of XP yet]

[[Map] Kiki: Huh? ? ? ? qaq]

"Fuck," Shen Qiuming cursed softly, "It's too miserable to be the son of the porridge grandpa, isn't it?"

He knew that although Congee seemed to have a bit of a poisonous mouth and liked to make some harmless jokes about his teammates, he was an out-and-out warm baby in his bones, and he was so gentle to those teammates who got along day and night.

If you can save other teammates by sacrificing yourself alone, with Congee's character, he will definitely agree without saying a word.

As soon as his thoughts drifted away for a second, Luo Beichen's voice came from the earphones.

"Captain Shen, do you still have time to chat with the other party?"

"old--"

Just when the name that he was used to calling on the bed in recent days was about to blurt out, Shen Qiuming braked suddenly and changed his words instantly: "Father Chen! Woooooo, I was beaten by a pig!"

Shen Qiuming didn't care at first, he yelled as soon as he yelled, anyway, he was not afraid of anything now, but after thinking about it in a blink of an eye, he was afraid that a lot of bad things would happen one after another.

Tomorrow or even sooner tonight, the two of them will probably have a hot search, and there is a [-]% chance that they will be educated by Tang Ge, who helped him wipe his ass and public relations with a black face, and add a [-]-word reflection speech. Some bonuses will be deducted.

One thing more is worse than one thing less, Shen Qiuming thought a lot in his heart, but he still had that playful smile on his face.

He pretended to be aggrieved and continued to yell at Luo Beichen, his tone seemed extremely sad: "My team flower was bullied by other people's wild boars, and you don't come to Kangkang, so you fucking only care about taking people's heads!"

"It was agreed to hold hands in two rows, but you left me alone and became a head dog alone. The head is more important than me. I advise you to weigh it yourself!"

At this time, Shen Tuihua was like a poor little kid who was bullied by other children in kindergarten and went home to complain to his parents, but it was a pity that the "Dad" was only limited to games and bed.

"Don't make trouble, there is no need to weigh it at all."

Luo Beichen sighed, his helpless tone contained endless tenderness and pampering towards his lover.

"you."

Shen Qiuming pouted, and snorted coldly with a soft nasal sound.

Luo Beichen raised his eyebrows: "Whoever cuts it will talk."

The corners of Shen Qiuming's mouth rose crazily and he said without hesitation: "Porridge old dog!"

Luo Beichen's calm and steady voice came from the earphone again.

"Okay, let's switch."

Shen Qiuming suddenly stopped him: "Wait a minute, actually it doesn't matter whether the porridge old dog dies or not, as long as my keyboard output is full before I die."

Luo Beichen: "..."

As expected of his wife, shrimp and pig heart, the devil himself.

After Shen Qiuming finished speaking, he pressed the keyboard and quickly typed on the public screen, and entered to send.

[[Map] Peng.KWC: Porridge old dog, your days are coming to an end]

[[Map] Peng.KWC: Later, I will ask my deputy team to beat your head on the laurel tree to scare Wu Gang out of a heart attack! 】

[[Map] Congee.ELM: ... old dog Shen, are you childish? 】

[[Map] Peng.KWC: My deputy team and I are very good in every fight, slightly slightly slightly! 】

[[Map]Kun.KWC: One thing to say, it’s true XD]

【[Map] Congee.ELM:...】

If it weren't for the kids from the second team who were in the rank right now, Congee really wanted to give up the game and go smoke a cigarette outside the base quietly. He suddenly felt a little tired.

Damn it, the generation of Sao Wang who was in the command position successfully harmed a righteous partner again, and the high-cold flower Kun who broke through the position is dirty and unclean (crying).

Congee deeply realized that all the breakthrough players with the c surname in the world combined with the Tianxiu maneuvers could not compete with this surnamed Shen's broken mouth.

After all, KWC had told the fans in advance that tonight would be a happy point-loss entertainment game, and the two of them didn't try their best to get serious. Anyway, the opposite side was just leading the children of the second team to practice their hands.

Generally speaking, the atmosphere of the live broadcast is not bad, the effect of the program is full, and a hundred gifts are nice.

After the first game, Shen Qiuming found that he still liked Kiki, a cute little girl. Although he didn't wear leather pants and couldn't dance, which didn't meet the family standards of their beloved family, they had a soul resonance.

The reason is that at that time, after being tortured four times by him, the other party said in vain, "I like to listen to P God you sing (≧▽≦)/", which succeeded in instantly maxing out Shen Qiuming's favorability.

He thinks Kiki is so fucking talented in music, they should form a group of Backstreet Boys and go to Tianqiao to make their debut together.

Well, the income can be divided between four and six, of course I am six and you are four, because I can bring my own leather pants and sing and dance...

And he just typed a paragraph and sent it out, boasting in front of hundreds of thousands of fans that this guy has a bright future and a promising future, like the son of tomorrow, and then he was caught off guard by the bloodshot escape of the other party, and turned on the mirror to kill him.

Not only that, but he also received an unknown hehe from the boyfriend who kissed next door, the voice was as cold as a biting cold wind, blowing his heart cold, and the two wars.

Shen Qiuming subconsciously leaned back tactically, on the surface his guns were as steady as an old dog, but in fact he panicked in his heart.

It wasn't until he grabbed Kiki, pinned him to the ground and beat up his relatives that he was crying for his father and mother, that Shen Qiuming coaxed the hundred-year-old sauerkraut sitting next door to suppress the smell of vinegar all over his body, and finally returned to his original good mood.

After playing two games with the father-son combination of ELM, Luo Beichen did not hesitate to return and re-match with his opponents, but this speed still did not stop Shen Qiuming and Kiki from becoming friends with each other.

Luo Beichen watched the scene silently with his eyelashes half down, his eyes gloomy like the sky before the storm.

Sensing his boyfriend's growing irritability, Shen Qiuming curled his lips inexplicably.

He turned his head and smiled brightly at him with the corners of his mouth raised, with a hint of teasing in his tone: "Even if I recognize another son, you will still spoil me, right?"

"After all, isn't everyone worthy of being the child's father?"

Hearing this, Luo Beichen narrowed his eyes and stared at him for a moment: "Since the son has also been recognized, can the live broadcast tonight be over?"

"........."

Shen Qiuming's heart skipped a beat, thinking he had overdone it.

Oh shit, it's over.

When Shen Qiuming was paralyzed on the bed like a dead fish and didn't even dare to turn over the pot, he really wanted to travel back and hang the self in the live broadcast room on the electric fan and turn around crazily, so that the other party's Keep your mind clear.

Tell you a snake skin operation to overturn the vinegar jar, love is not standardized, and your legs will be interrupted.

Luo Beichen was lying down next to him, holding a tablet, replaying ELM's game last week with great energy.

"Brother Chen," Shen Qiuming lazily raised his hand, "I have a problem, but I don't know whether to say it or not..."

Luo Beichen glanced at him indifferently, and said bluntly: "Fart if you do."

"..." Shen Qiuming rolled his eyes, feeling aggrieved.

Mo Dan obviously had been thoroughly bullied, but why was he still indifferently played by Mr. Luo.

Uh, although it's cool, it's cool.

Shen Qiuming raised his head and glared at him angrily: "If you engage in a cold war with me, I won't be sleepy, you have three seconds to come and kiss me, otherwise I'll—uh!"

Before Shen Qiuming could finish his sentence, he saw the man next to him cleanly throw away the tablet in his hand and quickly bent down his tall and straight back, wrapping his thick palms around his neck to gently support the back of his head, and kissed him fiercely the next moment. hold his lips.

It wasn't until his wife was kissed that her eyes blurred and her legs became weak that Mr. Luo left satisfied.

Pinching his fair chin lightly, Luo Beichen asked with a sneer, "Otherwise, what are you going to do?"

"Wait for another three seconds." Shen Qiuming straightened his numb tongue with difficulty, and said confidently, "Anyway, you must not be able to bear it."

Luo Beichen raised his eyebrows and looked at him: "Who gave you the courage to commit murder with your beauty?"

Shen Qiuming licked Yin Hong's lips: "Officer, 8 told me that I chose to pay for bail!"

"Are you rich?" Luo Beichen's Adam's apple rolled up and down, a little ready to move, "Bail money is very expensive."

Shen Qiuming proudly puffed out his chest: "Report to the police officer, I have a heart of gold, and a thief is worth money."

Luo Beichen's eyelids twitched, "Get lost."

"Hey!" Shen Qiuming hummed unhappily as usual, resting his head on Luo Beichen's shoulder, "Achen, what do you mean by ELM?"

My boyfriend's conversation changed so quickly that even Luo Beichen was stunned for a second, before continuing in surprise, "I thought you wouldn't be interested."

Shen Qiuming half-closed his eyelids, and said slowly: "Well, we are all a group of people who opened up territories in the early years, and he is not much older than me."

Although their respective camps in armor and battle are different, but as old opponents, they persisted all the way...

"Seeing that the cornerstone of the team has been reduced to this point in the twilight years of his career, it is inevitable to be a bit embarrassing."

Even in the dark, he already has the answer in his heart.

Luo Beichen circled his hand, and said slowly: "The team can't achieve results, and the management is fighting among themselves. They always have to find a scapegoat."

At this point, he clicked his tongue in an unclear tone, and continued to analyze in a calm tone: "The old manager became a victim, and the manager who took over advocated foreign aid, and at the same time attributed the results to the old captain's lack of strength in order to disperse the focus... "

"Of course, no matter whether his strength is good or not, there is only one result that is allowed to exist anyway."

"So I still have to thank Lao Xia." Shen Qiuming's chest was inexplicably sore, and he murmured softly, "But how should I put it, I'm still very upset, right?"

With Congee's knife-mouthed and tofu-hearted character, he is definitely willing to accept such an arrangement from above.

Really...

Hearing the words, Luo Beichen turned his face away, kissed Shen Qiuming gently on the forehead as if to appease Shen Qiuming's depressed mood, his lips moved slightly.

"E-sports is inherently cruel. You can have deep affection for the past, but you don't have to look back."