Doggy players have no desire to survive

Shen Yao froze on the seat, and didn't even push Zhou Zheng away.

Su Luo and Yan Xiyue were not much better either. Those who were on the verge of eating or not eating snacks stopped struggling, those who put on their blindfolds and pretended to sleep stopped sleeping, and took out their mobile phones to log in to Weibo.

The only person who can maintain his composure is Zhao Huachao. Coach Zhao still doesn't listen to gossip.

The other two members of the first team briefly browsed Weibo, looked up at Shen Yao, and asked in unison: "Is it true?"

Su Luo even added a thoughtful sentence: "Sister is not afraid of homosexuality, don't be afraid."

Shen Yao: "...Fake."

In terms of shamelessness, Shen Yao obviously hasn't cultivated Zhou Zheng's shame that is comparable to the Great Wall, and his eyes dodge a little when he lies.

Zhou Zheng stared into his eyes and asked, "Is it true or not?"

Shen Yao glanced to the side for a few times, and seemed to feel that he was very guilty. He gritted his teeth and looked directly at Zhou Zheng, and replied with confidence: "Can it still be fake?"

"It's not impossible." Zhou Zheng smiled maliciously, "Sometimes, denial is the same as Mr. Shou's emphasis on being an attacker, trying to cover up the truth."

Shen Yao: "..."

Shut up, you little wit.

"Shut up." Chen Meiyi said what Shen Yao wanted. She was very happy to believe Shen Yao. After all, this is a major event related to the sales of Shen Yao's surroundings and the number of fans of his girlfriend and wife in the future. She clicked Zhou Zheng, "Now is the critical period for Shen Yi to attract fans, you can calm down and don't make trouble, you know?"

Chen Meiyi knew about Zhou Zheng's sexuality a long time ago, so she didn't deliberately pull him and Su Luo to make news, but she didn't tell the fans widely, even Yan Xiyue and Su Luo didn't know about it, otherwise who would turn around and accidentally broadcast it live Leak, that group of self-organized girlfriend fans don't know how far they will go.

It is enough to sell rottenness, but not too much, so that both the public and rottenness can explode. Who would not like the good thing of double harvest?

Manager Chen made plans happily, without considering the situation of isRIO at all.

Anyway, they already have a gay here, so it's impossible to have a second one, right?

Is it true that EG is a stronghold of gays?

As long as Shen Yao didn't have that intention, Zhou Zheng wouldn't be able to force him.

Zhou Zheng said helplessly: "Is there any conflict between Shen Yao's fans and my affairs?"

Chen Meiyi suddenly felt alert as if she had seen the fox's rabbit from afar, "What do you want to do?"

"Okay, okay, can't I do nothing? You are so busy, how can I make more trouble?" Zhou Zheng raised his hands in surrender.

The entire training room looked at him suspiciously.

Isn't this young master's favorite thing to do in life is to make trouble for others?

"Okay, let's get down to business...someone must have said something, let the public relations department find out who first spread the news." Zhou Zheng ignored their suspicious eyes, and threw the phone aside casually, with a lazy smile on his lips. "Whether it's Weibo, post bar or forum, remember to check the earliest time, and then check the IP, but I guess it's probably the same as last time... in that library in Beijing .”

"Well, it may not have much effect..." Chen Meiyi's complexion also darkened, and she couldn't help but swear, "Day, today Shen Yao's fans just started to rise, and they are making trouble over there. It's his mother's fault." Have you timed it?"

"It's okay, it doesn't matter if you have girlfriend fans or not..." Shen Yao tried to comfort Manager Chen, but he couldn't get the comfort point correctly, so he ordered fried for Manager Chen directly.

"Who will buy your peripherals, the same team uniforms, and character duo that are posted on the Internet? Isn't it just relying on your fans to increase sales?! Otherwise, who would buy it? The old man and the old lady are still Zhou Zheng. father?!"

Chen Meiyi was going to be pissed off by the combination of Lao Goubi and Xiaomengxin.

Shen Yao: "...Then will Sister Su's boyfriend fans also buy the same skirt and wear it out?"

"..." Chen Meiyi lost her temper.

This seems to be unreasonable...

Su Luo draped the shoulders of the plastic sisters and smiled without image.

Zhou Zheng did not participate in their conversation. He lowered his head and pulled out a person from the address book, and sent a text message to the other party. The other party replied quickly, but Zhou Zheng frowned at the few lines of text, and tapped the phone case with his fingertips irritably. After thinking about it, I typed a few more words.

On the other side, Manager Chen, who was worried about the worries of the team members, was still nagging Shen Yao, wishing to stuff all business knowledge into Shen Mengxin's head within a twenty-minute drive.

"...Finally, Shen Yao, please remember to post on Weibo to clarify, as long as you convince your fans that you are not gay, you can say whatever you want." Chen Meiyi instructed Shen Yao, "There are statistics from the PR department, you got a lot of girlfriends this morning Fan, maintain your image well! Surpassing that old Goubi Zhou Zheng is just around the corner!"

The corners of Shen Yao's eyes twitched, suspecting that he entered the entertainment industry.

Zhou Zheng let out a "poof" laugh.

Chen Meiyi stared at him, "What are you laughing at? Is it true that I will surpass you one day?"

"Of course it's the truth." Zhou Zheng waved his hand, took himself out of the center of the flames of war, and said nonsense, "I just...sent text messages with acquaintances and laughed out loud. Go ahead and leave me alone."

"Who wants to care about you? You're still laughing at this time..." Chen Meiyi muttered, shielding Zhou Zheng from both visual and psychological aspects, and continued to say to Shen Yao, "Oh, yes, you were from Tsinghua University before you dropped out. Student? Then you must study well, remember to write more, don’t write [-] if you can write [-] characters!”

Yan Xi looked at Shen Yao in shock: "I'm going! This is the first time I've seen a real Xueba! You study so well, why did you drop out of school?"

Shen Yao remained silent, stroking the metal zipper on the team uniform jacket with his fingertips.

Girls are careful, Su Luo saw that Shen Yao didn't want to talk about school, so she took the initiative to change the subject: "Anyway, don't learn from the captain, I heard from Xiyue that when Sister Chen first came to EG four years ago, she asked the captain to write a long Weibo during the Chinese New Year. Thanks to the fans, I wanted to sell my feelings, but the captain could only squeeze out two to three hundred words, and half of them were chatting. In the end, the almighty supermen from the public relations department wrote it for him, and then copied the full text to him for him to write. Fa, and guess what happened?"

"What's wrong?" Shen Yao became interested.

"Thousands of replies below are all of the same content!" Su Luo was overjoyed, "His fans are all swiping 'God Zhou, you are kidnapped, just blink your eyes'!"

Shen Yao smiled.

"That year, I regretted so much that I wanted to throw myself into the river. Later, I never asked him to post thank you and other long Weibo posts to sell my feelings. It was all because of him chatting with fans." Chen Meiyi defended herself, recalling After finishing the past, face the present, "Anyway, Shen Yao, you can write as much as you want, pretend to be pitiful, and understand it with emotion and reason."

"It's useless..." Shen Yao moved his fingers holding the metal zipper, "Didn't it be better to keep silent at this time?"

Zhou Zheng paused his fingers for sending text messages to acquaintances, and glanced at Shen Yao from the corner of his eyes.

Shen Yao didn't tell the truth, or in other words, he only told half the truth.

A little bit, as long as there is a little bit of possibility, what if Zhou Zheng is also gay?Shen Yao thought, so he didn't intend to seal off all escape routes.

He closed the door and the light, but left a gap. The outside looks solid, but in fact, it can be opened with one finger. Those who push the door can see that the room without the light is not completely dark, but It was the warm yellow light of the street lights outside.

Chen Meiyi was so anxious that she didn't pay much attention to the subtle changes in Shen Yao's expression, but Zhou Zheng saw it all.

Zhou Zheng squinted his eyes and stared at Shen Yao for a while, until he couldn't help turning his head when he looked at the young man, then smiled slightly, turned to Chen Meiyi and said, "I think what you said makes sense, and it seems that the reaction is too intense at this time. To cover it up, why not explain it casually... Anyway, there is still one month before the start of PAI, and they can't always focus on gossip."

"That's right." Zhao Huachao put away the tablet, turned his head and interjected, "Hurry up, go back to the base and catch the replay, and then correct yourself in front of the video."

Speaking of the strength of the e-sports circle, no amount of gossip can only be icing on the cake, or make things worse, but they can never replace the game itself.

It's a pity... Zhou Zheng thought, how many professional players have been scolded by Heizi until they retire because of these things?

Even if he said a few more words to the female fans or hugged for a longer time, the sunspots could infinitely magnify a small mistake in his game. Everyone is Sherlock Holmes alive, and even things that are impossible to fight can be involved Together, and then a short story about the true feelings of "sleeping powder" is brewed.

It's as if someone threw an old hen in the Pacific Ocean, and made the compatriots by the Huangpu River drink chicken soup.

It was past ten o'clock when we returned to the base. After the replay, Zhao Huachao looked at the time and said, "The others are fine. Shen Yao will come to see me tomorrow morning. You just shot or have a problem. I will find some videos for you. You and Compare it with your own."

Shen Yao quickly replied: "Yes, coach."

"Well, that's enough." Zhao Huachao nodded with satisfaction, "Go back and wash up and sleep, don't live broadcast or use your mobile phone to check Weibo, now it's more than half an hour later than your usual bedtime."

"The public execution is finally over." Su Luo yawned and swayed into the elevator, and pressed the button on the [-]th floor, "Sleep and sleep—life is optional, beauty sleep is essential."

The next morning, Zhao Huachao sorted out a folder full of videos for Shen Yao, at least a dozen gigabytes. Yan Xiyue jokingly said that the number of small videos in the hidden folder of his computer in middle school was the same. He was unanimously despised by everyone.

After lunch, there was an hour's break, and the players of the EG first team were lying on the sofa in the training room, eating intermittently and waiting to die.

Su Luo, the third-seeded player, was very manly, gnawing on an apple with her legs crossed, busy forwarding the latest Weibo of EG's official blog.

"Hey, this long article is very interesting, and it's a hit for all of us. I don't know if you've seen it... I'll read it to you later." Yan Xiyue, the second-seeded contestant who is a fool to eat and wait to die, suddenly said, He cleared his throat and began his recitation with great emotion:

"First of all, I would like to state that I don't intend to argue with all CP fans..."

Before Yan Xiyue finished reading, Zhou Zheng, the No. [-] seed player, sneered, and immediately made the No. [-] player laugh.

The sentence "I didn't mean to argue" and "I don't know if I have something to say" are of the same attribute-it's pure nonsense.

The translation is: I'm going to fart next, you have to smell it if you don't want to, and you can't call me stinky if you smell it, or you'll be a badass.

"What? After smelling this fart, I still have to praise him for the fragrance, right?" Zhou Zheng said coldly, pulling out the phone from Yan Xiyue's hand without seeing anything.

He scrolled down two pages, and all he saw were words such as "EG deliberately sells rot, it's disgusting", "the trend of climbing the bed and going through the back door has finally polluted the e-sports circle", some of which were more sober, neutral or even opposite. It is still there, and it will be gone after refreshing. It is estimated that it was deleted by the original blogger.

"With the money to hire a sailor and the time to spread rumors, wouldn't it be nice to buy yourself two bags of walnuts and smash them to eat?" Zhou Zheng shook his head helplessly, returned the phone to Yan Xiyue, and turned his head to ask the person involved. As a result, I saw that the person concerned was practicing the gun without distraction, and compared it with the tablet on the side bracket from time to time.

——Probably the only player in EG who has nothing to do with "eating and waiting to die".

Zhou Zheng walked over and called Shen Yao, but unfortunately Shen Yao was too absorbed and didn't hear Zhou Zheng's voice.

Seeing that Shen Yao didn't respond, Zhou Zheng simply patted Shen Yao on the shoulder while Shen Yao was changing guns.

"...Captain?" Shen Yao took off his earphones, looked at Zhou Zheng suspiciously, "What's wrong?"

Zhou Zheng couldn't help laughing, and knocked on Shen Yao's table, "Player Shen Yao, you have a great demeanor? Do you know that Yan Xiyue just came to EG for a little over a year, and was dismissed because of a mistake in the World Championship?" Heizi squirted until he cried, and he was depressed for two or three days."

Yan Xiyue rushed over from the sofa, and was so angry that he called Captain Zhou by his first name: "Zhou Zheng, don't fucking spread rumors! When did I get sprayed by those idiots to cry?!"

"The domestic qualifiers for the World Invitational Tournament on X, X, 20XX, do you need me to help you remember?" Zhou Zheng flicked Yan Xiyue, then looked at Shen Yao, the young man's slender and thick eyelashes flickered like a small fan, in front of his eyes The tail casts a small shadow, which is even more itchy when looking at people from the bottom up.

Zhou Zheng couldn't help being tempted, and raised his hand to scratch the tip of Shen Yao's nose, "As a result, you, a player who has just entered the professional circle for more than half a year..." Captain Zhou thought for a long time before he came up with a suitable metaphor: "You are completely using the Are Heizi's words a meal?"

"Placing meals" literally means—Shen Yao often spends meal time checking Weibo, and after eating, he continues to practice guns like a normal person, so that the trolls will know, and he probably needs to spray a mouthful of old blood first.

——The Lord doesn't take them seriously at all, why are they bragging about themselves?

Shen Yao touched the place scratched by Zhou Zheng's nails, his expression was a little unnatural, as if he was trying to suppress something, and the pinnae of his ears turned red.

"Heizi farts, I have to go up and smell it, and give a five-star praise after smelling it?" Shen Yao borrowed Zhou Zheng's metaphor, and said indifferently, "What do they say is none of my business?"

Although he was prepared for TNC fans to accuse him of being ruthless, and EG fans to dislike him for the airborne first team, but anyway, they are scolded, so we can bear it together, saving the tiring and trouble of splitting into two baskets .

There are only two kinds of things in the world—it's about you and it's about me. Shen Yao's attitude towards trolls is obviously the latter.

You are as angry as you are, I will play my game.

After Shen Yao finished answering, he continued to turn his head to practice the gun. The tablet video next to him was put to the end. Shen Yao simply turned off the video and opened a new one.

Zhou Zheng was standing behind him, with his arms resting on the back of Shen Yao's chair.

The strong psychological quality of the young man made him admire him.

When Zhou Shen was in his early twenties, although he was considered a veteran in the e-sports circle for four years, he was still a hairless kid who couldn't do his job well, and would openly mock him because of a game anchor who was a bit festive. He didn't play as well as the chicken pecking rice on the keyboard in the Asian Invitational Tournament, so angry that he wanted to slap people directly, but Zhao Huachao kicked him back to the training room with the collar on the back of his neck.

At that time, he was also young and energetic, so he took advantage of the Chinese New Year holiday to open a trumpet to block that anchor. EG had seven days of annual vacation, and he blocked that anchor for a whole week. As soon as the anchor started broadcasting, he immediately killed it. During that time, the anchor played for nearly a week. Of the 2 games, at least three-quarters fell in the hands of Zhou Zheng, and it was useless to delay the opening to [-] minutes.

——After all, Dad Zhou only needs to know where the anchor jumps.

The anchor had no choice but to take the water friends to drive four or two rows, trying to get rid of Zhou Zheng's entanglement.

But it's useless, your father is still your father.

In the end, the rank of the anchor dropped terribly, and every time Zhou Zheng killed the anchor and his teammates, he quit the game immediately, so as not to let his score be too conspicuous. When ordinary players are playing games, few people pay attention to other people's kill announcements. Sometimes I can't even remember the name of the character who killed me. In the end, the host's water friends sorted out a collection of kills, and finally found the real culprit.

Zhou Zheng's cell phone was vibrating in his trouser pocket. He took it out and saw that it was Xie Bin.

"Hey, Xie Adou, who is so happy to miss you, finally thinks of his father? I am very relieved for my father." Zhou Zheng teased.

The person on the opposite side said disdainfully: "Hehe, I haven't said you're unworthy. It's been so long that I don't want to call my father. Is there a newcomer who forgets the old one? You Zhou Shimei!"

Zhou Zheng smiled: "Xie Xianglian, kneel down."

Xie Bin lowered his voice, and said mysteriously: "Don't talk, I have something to ask. Is it true that you and Shen Yi have something? A bunch of fans asked me about it in the live broadcast room last night."

Zhou Zheng was taken aback, "Why do they ask you? You don't know anything."

Xie Bin: "...I don't know anything about your uncle!"

Captain Zhou's caring ex-teammate and heart-warming little padded jacket gave him science popularization like peas in a bamboo tube, chattering endlessly, and was cut off by Zhou Zheng when he talked about "my fans said that someone drew your fanfic after the event on Weibo".

"Stop, stop, let's talk about something related to e-sports?" Zhou Zheng rubbed his ears and said impatiently, "Listening to these things every day, either Shen Yao crawled on my bed, or I, as the captain, abused my power and threatened Shen Yao slept with me, and my ears are almost callused...you know gossip every day, you are so unprofessional."

Xie Bin sneered: "I guess Manager Chen has talked about you a lot, your ears haven't been picked off by the red nails of the Hedong lion, have you?"

"Thank you for caring about my ears. They are still alive." Zhou Zheng laughed dryly and said seriously, "Have you watched the qualifiers? How do you feel?"

"Student 峣 峣 is improving so fast, I scared my dad to death." Xie Bin and Zhou Zheng have known each other for a long time, switching between the gangster mode and the serious mode in a second without any delay, "In another four or five years, I will definitely be able to beat you Old Goopy stepped on the slippery ground and rubbed it."

"Four or five years?" Zhou Zheng smiled, "Impossible."

"Look down on me?" Xie Bin yelled dissatisfiedly, "Then you make a bet with me! If you lose, you will give me your little wife, that Porsche 911! Do you dare to bet?"

"You are too impatient, at least wait for me to finish." Zhou Zheng changed his stance slowly, "Four or five years is too long, I bet three years."

Xie Bin: "..."

Damn, lost.

Zhou Zheng chatted enough, and took the initiative to change the topic: "What have you been doing recently? Listening to your voice, isn't your kidney a little weak?"

"Live broadcast, midnight show." Xie Bin yawned, and there was a faint sound of tableware clashing from the other end of the microphone. It was obvious that he had just woken up and was eating lunch as breakfast. "Sleep in the morning, get up at noon, work at sunset, Rest at sunrise—my parents say that my schedule is like booking a bed for sudden death in a hospital, and I’m not as healthy as I was in the team.”

"It's not as healthy as ours." Zhou Zheng sarcastically said, "In Shen Yao's words, our EG's extremely healthy schedule is almost raising a flock of sheep that yawn and tell the time."

Xie Bin gloated: "E-sports need sleep?"

"There is no sleep in e-sports, why are e-sports hotels so popular?" Zhou Zheng rolled his eyes. He was afraid of disturbing Shen Yao's practice, so he deliberately lowered his voice, "Can I ask my sister and my dad for you? What is the total turnover of the newly opened e-sports hotels under the company so far? Calculated by net profit."

The corners of Xie Bin's eyes twitched, and he refused to talk about money with Zhou Zheng, "Farewell, I've been in Beijing for over a month, and I'm already afraid of death like you local tyrants who spend money to buy houses everywhere."

"Why are you running to Beijing?" Zhou Zheng was puzzled. Recently, he was really sensitive to this place name. "Would you like to offer incense to Chairman Mao? Or did you drive to the Great Hall of the People with your girlfriend?"

Xie Bin's scalp exploded and he was about to refute, when Zhou Zheng suddenly realized: "Oh, I'm sorry, I forgot, you don't have a girlfriend yet."

"...Goodbye." Xie Bin hung up the phone harshly.

Damn, this kind of brothers never break up, so is it possible to keep them for the New Year?

Zhou Zhengren smiled and hung up the phone. Shen Yao had finished one round and was about to start the next round. Zhou Zheng patted him on the shoulder, "How are you doing?"

"It's okay." Shen Yao replied, "What's the matter with the captain?"

The rank of the new account provided by the club was relatively low, and it could not be ranked against high-level opponents. The fish pond game was not helpful for professional players to practice their guns. Shen Yao still opened XiuOfFlower given to him by Zhou Zheng.

"It's not bad...that should be pretty good." Zhou Zheng glanced at the time, it was only a little over one o'clock.

The other two players who were intermittently eating and waiting for the dead seeds finished their entertainment activities and returned to their positions to start training one after another, so as not to be lectured by Coach Zhao who did not know when he would come back from the youth training team.

Zhou Zheng put away his mobile phone and asked, "You haven't done the live broadcast task this month, have you? Together?"

Shen Yao looked up at Zhou Zheng: "Now?"

...This angle is too frankly fatal.

"The training match doesn't start until three o'clock, and now it's time for free practice." Zhou Zheng reluctantly took his eyeballs off Shen Yao's slender and fair neck, "I'm also on the trumpet, let's play in Hanbok."

Except for training games, EG can broadcast live at other times. In theory, it is possible to live broadcast with a black screen in the dark training room without turning off the camera at night when you sleep.

It's a pity that this Zhou's theory doesn't have any possibility of practical operation - the live broadcast company will not agree to death, otherwise they spend tens of millions every year to sign contracts with professional players, just to see how the players demonstrate black screen skills?

Shen Yao asked: "You don't rest in the afternoon?"

"It's easy to finish the task early." Zhou Zheng said, "It's like them, they have to live broadcast [-]/[-] at the end of the month, even beauty bloggers and food bloggers."

Shen Yao simply nodded in agreement, and waited for Zhou to get on the phone.

Zhou Zheng is still using the trumpet called "YouKnowWho".

The two chose to jump to P City. Shen Yao's gun practice was somewhat effective. He was not at a loss when he faced the professional player of the previous strong Korean team. Unfortunately, he was knocked down in the end. Holding a gun in the back.

At the end of the first round, the two ate chicken smoothly.

Shen Yao was about to start the second game, Zhou stared at the screen expressionlessly, preventing him from making preparations, "Shen Yao, don't start it yet, just watch the barrage."

Barrage?

The doubts in Shen Yao's heart were clearly explained the moment he turned on the live broadcast assistant, and he turned his head to look at Zhou Zheng again. Looking at Zhou Zheng's expression, there must be someone in his live broadcast room brushing these again.

[Xiu Of Flower!I remembered!I said why this name looks so familiar, isn't this the trumpet that was dedicated to blocking big pineapples many years ago? 】

Someone below asked who the "big pineapple" was, and immediately a bunch of people erupted in popular science, and the number actually took up half of the screen.

【Didn't you say that XiuOfFlower is Zhou Shen?Isn't it him? 】

[How could it be God Zhou?Can you give away the trumpet you practiced to the top of the Hanbok? 】

[I hope XiuOfFlower can give an explanation. Daboluo left PUBG completely because of this incident. Whether it is Shen Yao or Zhou Zheng, shouldn't he apologize? 】

[A few years ago, I saw that this X thing quit the game after killing the big pineapple. It was blocked for a week, and it directly broke the big pineapple! 】

[This is about the same as killing people at the resurrection point, right?What kind of a hero is someone who blocks people in the live broadcast room?no quality! 】

[Wake up upstairs, isn't it recognized that the quality of EG players is low?Not surprisingly. 】

How can an anchor who has been out of breath for several years and loves to go black and red have such loyal fans?

Ghosts don't believe it.

Fortunately, the people behind the tricks are still a little rational, and the number of sailors is as far as it can go, which is by no means excessive-very disgusting.

The screen is full of colorful bullet screens, some of them are popularizing the big pineapple, some are explaining to Shen Yao, and some are watching the show purely full of food, and they have a great time pointing the country with a keyboard.

Shen Yao looked at it for a while, then turned on the mic and said, "My friend just gave me the trumpet that I don't use. I was 14 years old six years ago, and I was still busy with the high school entrance examination. Where did I get to play games in American time?"

[Heizi wake up, open your eyes and look at the world. 】

[Hey man, you finally made your voice! 】

[At that time, Big Pineapple was in his 20s, right?Being hanged and beaten by a 14-year-old child?tease me? 】

【That's right, I'm busy with my studies. Sunny is from Tsinghua University's Department of Computer Science, but she's dropped out now. 】

【WTF? ! 】

[Wait upstairs and don't run!Tell me more about Tsinghua University?Is it the Tsinghua University I thought it was? ! 】

[If you really go to Tsinghua University, can you drop out of school and play games?How did his parents agree? 】

[The salaries of professional players are high. 】

[If it was my son, I would not allow him to drop out of Tsinghua with a monthly income of 20! 】

[Sister upstairs wake up, you don't have a boyfriend yet. 】

[Stop it, is there any proof that Sunny was admitted to Tsinghua University? 】

[Bao Buqi was hired by the EG Public Relations Department to set it up for Shen Yao. 】

[I'm dying of laughter, the EG public relations department is the deadliest corpse in the circle! 】

[As far as their public relations are concerned, they can give you a life of death, why are they so careless this time? 】

[Hurry up and clean up the gay persona for Shen Yu, their official blog was blown up yesterday. 】

[ballballEG use your brain, whose son will drop out of school to play games even if he doesn't go to a prestigious university?Blow, keep blowing! 】

Shen Yao snapped his fingers, then turned off the live broadcast, clicked on the account that was linked to his school, the homepage was blank, and it was a newly registered trumpet.

At first glance, the trumpet seemed to be speaking for Shen Yao, but this series of chain reactions really made people laugh and cry.

Who would a normal person run out to play games without going to a prestigious university?

He copied the URL of the homepage and sent it to Zhou Zheng on WeChat, and then restarted the live broadcast. The colorful question marks all over the screen suddenly blinded people, interspersed with a few words asking "Are you guilty?"

"Good afternoon, trolls, you remind me of a fable - the frog at the bottom of the well." Shen Yao said lightly, opened the mute and closed the barrage assistant, "Frogs don't turn left when you go out, don't be a prince It's a dream...By the way, give my regards to your parents, and thank them for cultivating such an excellent keyboard warrior for the country."

Both Yan Xiyue and Su Luo laughed, but Zhou Zheng didn't.

"My fault." Zhou Zheng pursed his lips into a straight line, "I was careless..."

Chen Meiyi rushed into the training room of a team on high heels, and when she heard Zhou Zheng's words, her original roar was immediately replaced by a woman's natural gossip, and she asked curiously, "What are you careless about?"

Su Luo and Yan Xiyue turned their heads to join in the fun, Zhou Zheng waved his hands tiredly, "It will be trending on Weibo again later, you can see for yourself."

It’s definitely not appropriate to tell outsiders about Labor Manager Chen. Zhou Zheng and Shen Yu turned off the live broadcast. Sure enough, 10 minutes later, #清华生活学打学打游戏#, #EG给沉峣色学霸人设# and #想是Shen Yao trumpet sniper well-known anchor# have squeezed into the top ten hot searches.

Chen Meiyi was at a loss: "...Shen Yao...what's going on?"

Shen Yao wanted to say that it was really none of my business, but in this way, Zhou Zheng would be blamed for this.

...Although it was originally the fault of this bitch.

"It's none of his business, XiuOfFlower is my account." Zhou Zheng is a sensible person, taking the initiative to take the blame, explaining while not forgetting his narcissism, "It's the trumpet I usually use, and the rank is better than the trumpet provided by the club. Son, if you can meet a high-level opponent, let Shen Yao use it... Besides, who can come up with such a beautiful name except me?"

"That's true." Chen Meiyi nodded, accepted the explanation, and wrote on her face, "You scumbag makes sense." Clicked on the hot search and turned a few pages, and asked in surprise, "Why are you talking to 'Big Pineapple' again?" Are you involved?"

"Again?" Shen Yao keenly caught Manager Chen's words.

"Oh, by the way, I almost forgot." Manager Chen then remembered what she was here for, she hesitated, and said, "The netizen who first asked Shen Yao if he was gay has been found, I will use the trumpet to contact I mentioned that netizen, but he said that he also heard it from someone else... He said that he knew about it from the live broadcast room of an anchor, but the IP display of that netizen and the trumpet in the live broadcast room that Zhou Zheng sent me before is the same location .”

Zhou Zheng's eyelids twitched, "Could it be Beijing again?"

"You guessed it right." Chen Meiyi sneered, "I checked with the technical side, and both of them are located in Beijing... same as last time, they are in the same library."

Zhou Zheng suddenly turned his head to look at her, "Anchor?"

Shen Yao also frowned, "Am I having an affair with the anchor today?"

Zhou Zheng and Shen Yao suddenly had a bad feeling, they looked at each other, and they both looked at Chen Meiyi.

Chen Meiyi was furious from being stared at by them, cleared her throat and said, "That anchor Zhou Zheng knows him, and he should be very familiar... Don't just look at Zhou Zheng, you have a little relationship with Shen Yao."

Shen Yao lay innocently on the gun, "What's none of my business?"

"It's the anchor named 'Big Pineapple', whose real name is Luo Bo. He played with LOL recently, and he's had a rough time." Chen Meiyi looked at the two of them, "'Big Pineapple' has a direct relationship with Zhou Zheng, and an indirect relationship with Shen Yu. relation."

Shen Yao was at a loss.

The corner of Zhou Zheng's mouth twitched. When he and Luo Bo had a holiday, Chen Meiyi hadn't come to EG yet, and Zhao Huachao was not a gossip person. He was quite surprised that Chen Meiyi knew about this.

The ghost knows which forum she dug up the old posts from.

He stepped back for a while, afraid that Manager Chen would take this opportunity to give him another ideological education, or drag him to the public relations department to find a dozen or twenty staff members to take turns to teach him... no, to teach him lessons.

It's a pity that Zhou Zheng was wrong, Chen Meiyi didn't intend to hold on to this matter at all, and people only briefly mentioned this dark history of him.

"Now there is no stone hammer on the Internet to prove that XiuOfFlower is Zhou Zheng's trumpet. Just a few of us know, that's enough." Chen Meiyi focused on another thing, "As for Shen Yao... the relationship between Luo Bo and Cai Jing Very good, they are on a live broadcast platform, and they have been rewarding each other with gifts in each other's live broadcast room recently, and I don't know how they hooked up... So you understand, right?"

Shen Yao suddenly realized.

Su Luo was at a loss: "Who is Cai Jing?"

"The captain of TNC." Shen Yao explained, "I am the former captain."

Zhou Zheng: "...I'm so jioed that I can solve the case."

It’s not that he wants to tell people behind his back. He met the former captain of TNC twice, once after the Hong Kong exhibition game, and once when he went to the TNC base to sign Shen Yao. In [-], she was so arrogant in front of the younger generation, so Shen Yao was too lazy to get to know him.

Now that I think about it, this person is quite suspicious.

Zhou didn't go out much during the few days he stayed in Beijing, and the TNC staff left almost the same as the day Shen Yao went to the airport, so it wouldn't be possible for someone to stay at the gate just enough to take pictures, and it's not a paparazzi.

Some things cannot be thought deeply, otherwise the more you think about it, the more suspicious it will become, as if even a small stone on the side of the road can be compared with a conspiracy.

"I bet that this rookie captain is [-]% the same person who spread the rumors and unspoken rules last time. If it doesn't work..." Zhou Zheng suddenly thought of something, his gloomy face turned into a stomachache in a second, and said with difficulty, "Really No... I'll go to my sister... do me a favor, see if I can find the IP of this machine, if you can't find it, please ask her to find a relationship, go and see the library monitor, you can't just blame the good people."

Zhou Shentian is not afraid of anything, the only thing that can make him restrain himself is the anger of women, among which the two women of the Zhou family are the most - this is a well-known fact among EG people.

Because they saw with their own eyes that the eldest sister of the Zhou family barged in unreasonably on the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival. According to the Queen Mother Zhou's order, they ordered people to drag Zhou Zheng, who refused to move his buttocks in front of the computer, into the car and take him home.

In Zhou Zheng's thoughts of being abused by his mother and sister for 27 years, "women who get angry are unreasonable lunatics" has almost become an inherent concept. The young master once became afraid of all females, and even the pets kept at home had to be neutered male cats and dogs.

A three-second silence is observed for the group of cats and dogs of the Zhou family who not only will no longer have the opposite/sex/love in this life, but also cannot have/sex/love.

Hearing Su Luo mention Zhou Zheng's phobia casually, Shen Yao immediately thought of whether Zhou Zheng might be gay, but seeing Zhou Zheng's heroic sacrifice, he was both curious and funny.

"Don't force it." Shen Yao said, "No one asked you to carry explosives on your back to blow up the bunker."

"It's about the same..." Zhou Zheng held a hair tie in his mouth, tied up his half-length hair casually, turned his head and raised the corners of his mouth to Shen Yao, showing a perfect smile that fans recognized as charming, "But as the captain, protecting the team members should be of."

Shen Yao was indifferent.