Teacher, he wants to do problems on the blackboard

On the third day after Ying Ke left, the students of University A finally ushered in the winter vacation they had been looking forward to for half a year.

Cheng Jibei dragged Xie Zhili's car to the subway station with a few simple pieces of luggage on his back.It was peak hour, and the traffic at the subway station was terribly heavy, and Cheng Jibei finally managed to squeeze into the subway for home.Not long after getting in the car, he vaguely felt the phone vibrating in his trouser pocket, and after trying many times, he raised his hand with difficulty and put the phone to his ear among the crowd of people.

"Hey?"

In the same carriage, several young people dressed as high school students were talking about the [-] ways to forge runes, and the voice was so loud that Cheng Jibei suspected that each of them had an amplified microphone installed in their collars.

Cheng Jibei struggled to distinguish the voice on the other end of the phone, but no matter how hard he tried, he could only notice the high school students "I am Yasuo Thief 6" and "Let you kneel down and call me Dad tonight", he said helplessly to the other party : "...The voice on my side is a bit loud, I will call you back later."

The other party also noticed the noisy background sound, and hung up the phone with great understanding.

After hanging up the phone, Cheng Jibei glanced at the caller ID, and found that it was a landline call from the same city. After much deliberation, he couldn't guess who could still miss him at this time.

After passing the People's Square Station, the number of passengers on the subway decreased rapidly, and the crowded carriage suddenly became empty. Passengers who were still in the carriage could even lie down on their seats and dance square dances.

Relieved, Cheng Jibei breathed a sigh of relief, and called back the phone.

After only a few rings, the phone was quickly picked up, and a pleasant female voice came: "Hi, hello, is this Mr. Cheng Jibei Cheng?"

Cheng Jibei was a little unaccustomed to being addressed in such a serious manner, and was stunned for a few seconds before realizing that Mr. Cheng was calling himself: "Ah...ah yes, I am."

"Hi, Mr. Cheng, I'm Xingzi, the liaison officer of the Organizing Committee of Mose Live's Most Popular Anchor Competition of the Year." The female voice on the other end of the phone was sweet and gentle, and she opened her mouth with a long list of titles, which sounded like "Tathagata Buddha Jade Emperor Guanyin The Bodhisattva appointed the special envoy of the Western Scriptures to take the Monkey King Monkey King Qitian and the Great Sage Sun Wukong in Huaguo Mountain and Water Curtain Cave."

Cheng Jibei was a little dizzy, and managed to catch the key word "competition liaison officer". It was clear that the staff responsible for coordinating and contacting the players on the live broadcast platform came to him: "Oh... hello, I'm Cheng Jibei north."

The person on the other side seemed to be choking for a while, trying to maintain his demeanor, but still not changing his sweetness: "I'm here to confirm the game schedule with you. Our rematch will finally be held at 1:25 pm on January [-]th, and you need to come to me one day in advance The company will report on the rehearsal, and we will provide you with corresponding board and lodging, are you sure to participate in the semi-finals?"

January 1th is next Thursday, exactly one week away from today, but for Cheng Jibei, who enters a state of being able to do everything as soon as the winter vacation comes, it doesn't make much difference which day he is on.Cheng Jibei replied straightforwardly: "We must come to participate. When is the rehearsal?"

"It's at eight o'clock in the evening on January 1th. At that time, we will randomly open a few test rooms to let the players get used to the environment. Don't worry, we have prepared all the equipment needed for the teaching area. You don't have to worry too much."

"If you have any questions, you can also contact our organizing committee directly through this phone number. We will definitely try to help you solve the difficulties that can be solved."

After careful consideration, Cheng Jibei had nothing to ask, so he said "OK".

"If there's nothing wrong, I'll contact the next contestant first," Kyoko's voice suddenly lowered, and she said mysteriously, "Come on, Mr. Jibei, I support you just like Mr. Su!"

After finishing speaking, before Cheng Jibei could say "thank you", the shy star chasing girl Xingzi hung up the phone quickly.

Cheng Jibei raised his head and quietly thought about his life—so did all the people in the company know about Su Da watching his live broadcast and giving him a reward?

Su Dapi's ink-colored live broadcast 001 skin appeared several times in Cheng Jibei's live broadcast, and every time he came, he never forgot to reward a few rockets to show his presence, so Cheng Jibei's gift area was second soon Also change the ID.Of course, the chief executive of Ying Que still firmly occupied the position of channel contractor. Every time 001 appeared, the two of them changed their reasons to give gifts as if they were in a competition, which made Cheng Jibei feel troubled and want to Shout "don't stop".

Many viewers were also attracted by the wonderful mutually repulsive aura of the two of them. While listening to geography class and watching the local tyrants' embarrassing gifts, they felt as if they were participating in an academic exchange game.There were even some viewers who were inspired to fall into the arms of sister Lalang, clamoring, "Although the CP on my station is very bitter, but the richest in the world", Star Eyes looked forward to the "IN01CP station" and gave out candy.

"Hexi Road is here, open the door on the left, please pay attention to safety when getting off..." The mechanical female voice of the electronic station announcer sounded, Cheng Jibei came back to his senses, picked up his bag and walked out of the subway, walking slowly towards home.

However, I really can't figure out what kind of high-level game Su Da is playing with this Yingquesi hall.Cheng Jibei is not a person who likes to entangle himself, so he simply opened a private message on Weibo to ask Su Da to ask for clarification.

Ink Live - Teacher Jibei V: Great God Su, are you there?

Cross Card Drawer V:?

Mose Live Broadcast-Jibei Teacher V: ...No big deal, just want to ask, will there be any bad influence if you use the company account to reward me with a crown?

Cross card drawer V: Oh, Xie Zhili is too expensive to watch the live broadcast of the game area. I don’t want him to waste the handling fee, so I gave him the account of the infinite crown. Don’t worry about me. He will reward the next few times. of.

No wonder Xie Zhili recently looked at himself with a compassionate look of "I have paid so much for you but you just laughed it off".Cheng Jibei looked at the crowd who were still yelling in the comments that "the sparks radiate as soon as we meet, it's really exciting"—friends, do you know that one of them has already changed subcutaneously?The story of changing the skin, dog food is more delicious, you can't think of it, right?

Ink Live - Jibei Teacher V: ...then thank you

Cross Card Drawer V: It's okay.

Probably feeling that his reaction was too indifferent, Su Da added another sentence after a few minutes.

Cross Card Drawer V: Come on for the rematch.

Cheng Jibei really wanted to post a screenshot of this conversation to the so-called "001 and Mr. Jibei are rough and sweet" viewers to see how a cold and ruthless one can't talk to each other, how can a good bilateral relationship be established.

After finally entering the main entrance of the community before the meal time, Ying Ke's phone call came in.Cheng Jibei picked up the phone, and Ying Ke's refreshing voice sounded.

"Xiaobei, are you home?"

Ever since we talked about dialect teaching that day, Ying Ke would bring out a few words in the dialect of City B from time to time. Cheng Jibei was not used to it at first, but gradually got used to Ying Ke calling himself "Xiao Bei" in the dialect of City B. " with a slightly rising tail sound.

It's really embarrassing to have a nickname or something.Cheng Jibei silently yelled "Ake" in dialect in his heart, feeling his face was so hot that he could fry an egg.

Looking at the door of the house that is close at hand, Cheng Jibei tilted his head and clamped his mobile phone, looking for the keys in the bag: "I'm almost home...I'm looking for the keys...Boss, what can I do?"

"Has anyone been to my house these two days?"

Cheng Jibei paused, held the phone with his left hand and thought for a few seconds: "Me."

"That's right," Ying Ke laughed, "It's so hard to find an apartment, and other people are not willing to come."

Cheng Jibei finally took out a large bunch of keys from the gap between his clothes and wallet, rummaged through the one belonging to his home, and replied without hesitation: "It's not difficult to find, take Line 2 and change to Line 38 It will be there after a short walk, and I don’t even need to turn on the navigation in the past now.”

"That's right, it's pretty quick to find the way," Ying Ke commented, "I won't be back until a week later, so I'll trouble you this week."

Cheng Jibei inserted the key into the hole, turned it around, and the door of his house was easily opened: "It's okay, boss, you can go to work at ease, I have a lot of live broadcasts to make up this week, I will definitely help you watch them Home."

"Hey, come back and bring you the special products of W City." Someone seemed to be calling him at Ying Ke's side, and he said apologetically, "I'm going to have a meeting here soon, so I won't chat with you for now."

Cheng Jibei was already overwhelmed by the word "good", and quickly expressed his incomparable understanding: "Boss, go get busy, work is the most important thing."

Ying Ke laughed again, said "goodbye" and hung up the phone.

Cheng Jibei put down his phone, hummed a song in a good mood, changed his shoes at the entrance, and flung the keys to go back to his room.

"You want to watch someone else's house?"

Cheng Jibei was startled when a familiar voice sounded in the living room.He turned his head and saw his mother, Ms. Cheng Ping, sitting on the sofa, holding today's daily newspaper in her hand, staring at him coldly.

Cheng Jibei patted his chest in shock and complained: "Mom, you were at home...why didn't you make a sound?"

Cheng Ping sneered and shook the newspaper in her hand: "You've been flirting with people since the corridor, so how could you notice the old mother sitting on the sofa reading the newspaper?"

"That's what you described yourself, I didn't say it." Cheng Jibei hurriedly dismissed it.

Cheng Ping has always advertised her youth, and she hates the promotion of anti-aging health care products under the banner of "time makes people grow old, not as good as youth". If she can say the word "old mother", Cheng Jibei seems to have heard the highest alarm The sound of pulling.

"Hey, the child is getting older, and he is studying at a local university. He doesn't know how many times he goes back to his home in a semester, and he has to help outsiders look after the house." Cheng Ping spoke with deep meaning, and Cheng Jibei broke into a cold sweat.

"I don't have to live broadcast this weekend...it's so troublesome to come back without equipment..." Cheng Jibei didn't dare to make a fuss in front of the domineering Ms. Cheng Ping, so he could only whisper.

The sharp-eared Cheng Ping still heard it, looked at Cheng Jibei who was almost empty, and said clearly: "You are so concerned about that live broadcast? I didn't see you bring those messy things when you came back this time."

"I'm not careless," Cheng Jibei defended his professionalism, "I put those things at my senior's house. I just go to his house when I want to live broadcast."

"Why do you leave things in other people's houses? Don't you want to disturb people's rest?" Cheng Ping was still very skeptical.

"He's on a business trip, let me go to the live broadcast and help him take a look at his home..." Cheng Jibei found powerlessly that the problem had returned to the original one.

Cheng Ping continued to ask, "Which senior?"

"You don't even..." Seeing his mother's fierce gaze, Cheng Jibei swallowed the word "knowledge" wisely, and gave her the light of popular science, Ying Ke: "It's Ying Ke, the senior of my direct line." Ke, has won national awards for many years, issued SCI, started a business with others in university, and now runs a design studio by himself.”

"Ah, I know this," Cheng Ping said surprisingly, "Is he among the top ten outstanding youths in City B in the evening paper a few days ago? He is quite handsome."

Cheng Ping's attitude softened, and she said to Cheng Jibei with a pleasant face: "You are looking after Xiaoying's house? Then you have to be careful, and don't damage important things in other people's homes."

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