I heard that my ex-boyfriend is my new teammate

It's not easy for a professional player to transform.

The accumulated understanding of the game, the continuous sharpening of skills and awareness in years of training, and finally evolved and summed up a deep-rooted style of play with a strong personal style, this cannot be changed overnight.

But Shen Qiuming knew that Congee was fine, because he was originally a professional player who transformed from wilderness to Black Mirror.

It's funny to say, the first time Shen Qiuming met Congee was not in Black Mirror, but in the early wilderness.

Although the names of the two games are very different, and there are some differences in the gameplay, at least they are both classified as FPS games.

Shen Qiuming thought that at least his mother didn't want to remember the multi-skill moba game, he liked the wonderful pleasure of directly pulling the trigger and hitting the target, the simplest violent beating, the most extreme enjoyment.

So with the blessing of his "dream partner", Shen Qiuming's unscrupulous agent scoring business of playing tickets inexplicably expanded from Black Mirror to the wilderness next door.

So much so that he had the illusion that "From today onwards, I will be the CEO of Shen's Generation Playing Group, Shen Qiuming and Mr. Shen, who span the two major games".

The main work in the wilderness is taken over by Xiao Heng. The two have a clear division of labor, and they have a posture of not breaking the river. Choose to fork off the game window of Black Mirror to calm down for a while.

He was afraid that he would go crazy with anger, no matter how hard it was for Sanqi 21 to tear up his teammates to sacrifice his ranking points that would be deducted by the system.

Shen Qiuming, who was bored, glanced at the time, his little daughter-in-law was still out of school, and saw that Xiao Heng's proxy game was going smoothly, thinking that maybe the game environment next door was pretty good, so he endured I can't stop tickling and want to challenge.

Although the experience at the beginning was not good, and the fixed keys commonly used by Black Mirror have changed here in the wilderness, Shen Qiuming has a good comprehension ability, and the speed of getting started with the game is faster than that. The low-end rounds are shot and groaned.

Then it was reported by a large number of matched players, and the account was banned for 24 hours.

He, the grandmaster of the Black Mirror Rank Ladder, a designated father with a group of fanboys and girls who want to hold his thighs, went to the next door to play games for the first two days, and was scolded by countless rookies.

Damn, absolutely.

Shen Qiuming glanced at the bright sign of temporary title waiting for system investigation, and cursed at the screen with a dark face.

Immediately afterwards, he turned his head to show his daughter-in-law an expression of grievance but I didn't say anything, babbling about this shit, waiting for her to give her a light kiss.

Luo Beichen was so skillful that he chose to do two things with one heart. While doing his homework quickly, he had to comfort his aristocratic boyfriend. Hu patted his dog's head, and said calmly, "How many more hair dyes can you try?"

Shen Qiuming immediately hesitated: "Don't dare to provoke, dare not provoke! Don't disturb! If you disturb your husband again, he will be bald! qaq"

Luo Beichen was relieved now, and fed Shen Qiaoqiao a piece of chocolate contentedly.

Xiao Heng, the old dog, gloated from the sidelines and said, "Fucking, I got stuck in laughing. Thank God, boss, you are not using the customer's account, otherwise we would have to pay him back."

Boss Shen took it very seriously, nodded and deducted eighteen bills of wages from the sand sculpture employee on the spot, "Don't confront the boss head-on, I don't smile, so don't make trouble."

The reason is also serious. If you don't give your boss face in front of the boss's wife, whoever gives you the guts to take off in place.

Later, Shen Qiuming relied on his precise marksmanship and some weird tricks (he called this "Shen's Black Mirror sequelae") to make friends with some high-end players in the wilderness in the ancient version, including Congee.

Congee, like him, is a person who is rewarded by God for this meal.

It's just that Shen Qiuming's own life was a mess later on, he was too busy to pay attention to other things, so he didn't know what happened to the other party that forced him to switch from his favorite wilderness to Black Mirror, and even took a new ID .

Yes, the game ID used by Congee in the wilderness at that time was not the current one, and the porridge god was just the porridge god of Black Mirror.

However, since the other party has decided to abandon the original ID and changed it to the new Congee, Shen Qiuming simply changed his address. Anyway, no matter which ID is used, the person is still the same person. For Shen Qiuming No difference.

Shen Qiuming knew that Congee was eager to return to the wilderness in the past. In addition to the daily black mirror rank, the other party would occasionally play a few wilderness games in the live broadcast room, but he seemed to be tightly bound by invisible chains in the current team. Don't grit your teeth and stick to it.

Shen Qiuming doesn't know exactly what is preventing his talented friend from being free, but it doesn't matter now. Retiring at the end of the season is an opportunity for Congee to get rid of all shackles.

"KWC's wilderness branch is short of thieves, and our boss Xia is crying."

Shen Qiuming smiled and winked at Congee, sending out the invitation sincerely.

Congee took a sip of his wine, and lazily said: "Old Shen, do the work of the Black Mirror, fuck the heart of the wilderness, you can do it."

Shen Qiuming puffed out his chest proudly, "Your team Shen has several roles, the greater the ability, the greater the responsibility."

"Oh," Congee asked with interest, resting his chin on one hand, "Tell me, what other jobs do you have?"

Shen Qiuming heard that the corners of his mouth slowly raised, pulling out a wild and evil arc. Congee's eyelids twitched suddenly when he saw his appearance, and his nose inexplicably smelled a familiar formula of "everyone is optimistic, Dad is about to start acting aggressively" smell.

Shen Qiuming: "I, Black Mirror Commander, is a quality inspector."

Congee: "..."

Shen Qiuming: "I, KWC's only designated father."

Congee: "..."

Shen Qiuming: "I, K Shen's dear boyfriend Shen is very cute."

Congee: "..."

Damn, where did such a shameless dog compare come from!

When Shen Qiuming said the last sentence, his tone was flamboyant and reckless, and the expression on his face was arrogant and underwhelming, which caused Luo Beichen, who was sitting next to him, to chuckle twice. smile.

Shen Qiuming blushed slightly, and asked brazenly, "Smile, am I wrong?"

"No," Luo Beichen smiled, fed a piece of meat and handed it over, "My family's, Shen is much cuter."

Shen Qiuming snorted rather arrogantly, took the meat off his chopsticks familiarly, and chewed with puffed cheeks.

Congee was forced to take another mouthful of dog food, depressed and drank the remaining drink in the glass, "Don't kill, don't kill, is this the dog slaughterhouse opened by the two of you?"

"Then you think about it." Shen Qiuming looked at him with sincere eyes, "It's fine as long as you come here to support the elderly."

Seeing that his eyes were so clear, Congee was slightly moved, but his mouth sharply said, "Old Shen, with all due respect, this matter is not up to you."

Shen Qiuming stared blankly when he heard the words, and the original smile on his face faded a little imperceptibly.

He had considered Boss Xia's situation, and felt that with his character as a silly, sweet boss, he wouldn't be entangled in thinking about buying Congee for too long.

But then again, even though Boss Xia has a close relationship with the players in the club, Shen Qiuming is just an employee of the other party in terms of the contract, and the buying and selling of professional players is still up to the boss.

Seeing Shen Qiuming pursing his thin lips and falling silent, Luo Beichen frowned without leaving a trace, and said to Congee suddenly: "I'm sorry, my silly wife doesn't care about the bills and only spends money. I have the final say on this matter."

Shen Qiuming was stunned, and looked at his family Mr. Luo with eyes like a silly dog: "Wait a minute, stop, Achen, did you secretly drink fake wine behind my back just now?"

Luo Beichen glanced at him lightly, and sneered, "If I drink fake wine, do you still have the strength to stand up and talk?"

Don't look for grass without grass.

Shen Qiuming suppressed his stomach full of shit and shivered.

Congee's eyes widened suddenly, his eyes fell on Luo Beichen with a face full of surprise, he carefully estimated the amount of information in the other party's words, and after hesitating for a while, he couldn't help asking, "God K, what are you and Boss Xia?" relation?"

Hearing this, Shen Qiuming's ears twitched suddenly, he stood up, and stared at Luo Beichen with sparkling eyes, he was also very curious.

Sensing Mrs. Luo's overly hot gaze, Mr. Luo raised the corners of his lips and smiled inexplicably.

"Dream partner."

The dinner didn't end until nearly nine o'clock, Congee hailed a car to go back to the club, Shen Qiuming couldn't help but babbled a few words at the entrance of the restaurant before reluctantly saying goodbye to him.

Congee got into the car, his red eyelids lifted with difficulty, his drunken eyes lightly passed over the fragmented Qingming, the conversation tonight was really enough for him to go back and digest it.

He poked his head out slightly, closed the car window and waved at him, with a slight smile on his lips, "Dean Shen, I will watch you from the audience, don't give us the director of the Black Mirror Welfare Institute." The association is disgraced."

Shen Qiuming also waved at him chicly, and said with a smile: "Vice President Congee, you must be silly, don't forget that I am the honorary president of our association, and have won consecutive championships!"

Congee laughed out loud when he heard the words, and said "Take care" solemnly before letting the driver start the car.

Shen Qiuming stared at the car that was going further and further away with piercing eyes, and gradually restrained the smile on his face. The colorful neon lights were reflected on the deep and gloomy pupils, bright and dim, ethereal and fragile, unreal like the world.

After a while, he realized that the person beside him was silent all the time. He turned his head and saw Luo Beichen staring at his face without blinking. His dark eyes seemed to be brewing with a dark turbulence.

Seeing that he finally came back to his senses, Luo Beichen raised his eyebrows, and said with a subterranean smile: "Have you seen enough?"

Shen Qiuming: "..."

For some reason, he could hear a trace of aggression in that plain tone, which was about to settle accounts after the fall.

...Obviously, I should go to him to settle the score by myself.

Also the goddamn "dream partner".

Shen Qiuming slandered in his heart, and still approached Luo Beichen flatteringly, "Enough is enough, what's so good about Grandpa Congee's stinky face, I can't get enough of my Achen in this world of."

After saying that, Shen Qiuming wanted to lean his whole body on Luo Beichen as if he was so soft that he had no bones, but the other party stretched out his hand and pinched the soft spot on the back of his neck, with a lot of force.

Luo Beichen lowered his eyes lightly, and his voice was cold and sharp, "Have you suffered from heat stroke? Let me stretch your meridians to refresh you."

Shen Qiuming shuddered from the pain, his head was really sober, and he looked at him pitifully, "No heat stroke, no heat stroke! Ah Chen, don't pinch it, it hurts, it hurts, I hurt!"

Shen Qiuming never imagined that at that time, the means of small ice cubes he used for quality education, which was rare for heatstroke, would be used by the other party on him one day.

Luo Beichen withdrew his hand resolutely, Mo De moved two steps to the side emotionally, "Then stand by yourself."

Shen Qiuming: "..."

Well, the Jiangnan vinegar factory closed down, and the vinegar boss surnamed Luo in his family was having trouble again.

With a cheeky face, Shen Qiuming pressed against him again, sneakily stretched out a hand to gently clasp the other's wrist, and took his hand down the arm.

Without feeling the slightest intention of the other party to reject him, Shen Qiuming bent his bright eyes to the other party's ear, and the fiery breath fluttered against Luo Beichen's earlobe along with the summer night wind.

"I'm sorry I made a mistake just now. In fact, Shen Keiduo is not only suffering from heat stroke but also terminally ill. He needs to be hugged and held high by my elder brother Ah Chen to get better."

Luo Beichen: "..."