Please stop the behavior of the king of vinegar [e-sports]

I think, even if I miss all of this and don’t join the IS team, I still can’t help but open your live broadcast room, brush some gifts without giving up, but still stubbornly refuse to type to call your husband.

Then I might first become a game anchor known for his skills, and open a few trumpets to crush the rankings while you are playing games, and also devote myself to humiliating your status as the number one sniper in the national server.

Of course your fans will rush into my live broadcast room and chat with me, and of course they will find that when I mention you, my tone is embarrassing, not like trolling, but more like some kind of blame and complaint.

So soon some people began to joke that the troll anchor secretly fell in love with the gods and wanted to attract the attention of the gods. Only I know that what they said is true, and they are looking forward to the day when you successfully notice me and come to my live broadcast in person It's best to call me to fight offline, only to find that you blush when I look up.

However, I have been actively provoking for so long, but when you entered my live broadcast room for the first time, you didn't say anything about me. Instead, you left a message in the distinguished SVIP font: [The voice of the anchor is really nice, please call me husband to listen? 】

Regardless of whether you are deliberately looking for trouble or not, it is inevitable that the bullet screen in the live broadcast room will explode instantly. I was incoherent and said a few words "Isn't it just the game account name change to mock you? Who made you rank so good", but you don't at all Listen to me, and continue to ask revenge: "Don't you want to call? How about SOLO?"

When have I ever been afraid of a solo solo? Of course I took on the challenge confidently, but I don’t know if I made a mistake with the sniper later on.

I was so humiliated and angry that I wanted to cry, but I couldn't say the two words I agreed to, and you noticed something, so you quickly comforted me: "Okay, I'm just kidding you, don't take it seriously, my husband is coaxing you, okay?"

Have you ever been gay in a gay like this, the bullet screen is full of question marks, even though your tone is gentle, my eyes are still burning with anger, and I want to drive you away full of grievances: "You...you get out."

Not only did you not listen, but you even asked in a malicious way: "Are you asking me to go out? I haven't fully come in yet."

The screen full of question marks broke out again in the live broadcast room, I was about to cry out of anger, but you persisted in coming to my live broadcast room every day to tease me, even your fans said that they have never seen God bully someone so heartily.

I seem to have suffering that I can't tell, always anxious and angry, but it seems like I am happy, still like a small animal that voluntarily lies down and reveals its belly, so good that you can rub it over and over again, and I don't know when it will be true. It's too comfortable to call out.

Or maybe, when I return to the game later, I will choose another team. ChuY's eyes are the same as when he smashed the keyboard and left, without any warmth.

On the day of my official comeback, boos rang out in the arena unsurprisingly, and the commentator had to share my shocking resume with the new audience. I waited in the background, listening boredly while pretending nothing had happened, and couldn’t help but glance at it. You as the opponent.

But at that second, I found that you were looking at me across the crowd, your eyes were full of concentration, but also full of anxiety-you seemed to be restrained and restrained, so you just walked over and shook my hand politely.

After I noticed that your hands were shaking, I asked mockingly, "Why, are you scared? This is ChuY's sniper collection that I watched several times in advance?"

At that time, you lowered your eyes and looked at me, with your throat trembling slightly, and you actually answered: "...not ten thousand times, but a thousand times."

I froze for a moment, thinking that you were responding to my ridicule, and a strange flame ignited in my heart—you are all snipers, after this game, the name of the strong enemy will be added smoothly, and I will be with you For the people who appear in the hot search pictures, there will be countless scolding wars visible to the naked eye in the future, but you are hesitant and eager to find me in a hurry, just want to add a contact information.

I sneered: "God God won't get out of the way, be careful that I will destroy you."

It's a pity that after several times of entanglement, I still reluctantly let you scan the QR code, and I was blushing and refused to accept the friend application until I was coaxed by a few brothers, and I accepted it with a heart: " Don’t dare to add? Who dares to add him? Believe it or not, he will send me nude photos tomorrow?”

Of course, in fact, I dare not say a word to you, just holding the phone and looking at your profile picture, I am already very happy.

Then we will win and lose each other, you frown for me to calm the boos of the audience, use Weibo again for me for the first time, and pester me cross-team double row with shamelessness, then I played with my teammates and did not accept your team formation Invitation, you came to my live broadcast room for no reason, kicked the vinegar pot like an angry kitten, and the bullet screens questioned "God, don't you really want to be ChuY?", my ears tingled Hot, said "Just rely on him?", but in my heart I was so happy that this possibility of zero is true, but at this time you said: "Do you think I don't want to? What's the use, it's not that people don't like me, they don't even play against me in ranking."

I was stunned. I was so scared that day that I pulled out the power cord and left. We met again in the studio when the promotional video for the cup match was filmed a few days later. The moment I saw you, I planned to run without thinking, but your The reaction was one step faster than mine, and immediately stepped forward and dragged me over.

The backstage was very empty. You pressed me in a corner where no one was around and kissed me repeatedly. I couldn't break free, and my lips were almost worn out. You asked me unreasonably, did you fall in love with the two together that day? platoon teammates.

Facing your misunderstanding, I don’t know why I turned my head and said, “What’s the matter with God”—so, probably you will forcefully kiss and bite me for a longer time, and take me directly to a nearby hotel to punish me on the spot and make me cry. possible.

What's more, I haven't returned to the arena for a long time. I just shuttled around the high-rise buildings in Shanghai day and night, delivering food, delivering couriers, or simply carrying something else.

Someday, I was standing outside the gate of the IS team base, and you just came out to get some wind, and our eyes met. At that moment, the wind blew the corner of your clothes, and it seemed that your always cold expression was stunned for a moment.

I was flustered for a while, I was so nervous that I didn’t look at you, the “ex-husband” in the live broadcast room, I just wanted to quickly hand over the things to the team’s staff, but you suddenly came over and grabbed me, which made me baffled and thought you were going to steal takeout , your eyes are full of anxiety, no matter what, you refuse to let me, a stranger, go.

……

……

In the end, it will still be time to tell me all the answers, but I know that these are the countless possibilities after I miss you.

***

There was light in the dream, and countless story lines intertwined in front of Chu Ya's eyes, making him stop involuntarily.

He vaguely knew that this was a dream, so he couldn't help but began to question what messed things were in his subconscious mind. What was even more unexpected was that countless real memories flooded up afterwards, but none of the scenes that appeared day and night appeared again. The old wound in his dream, which was originally indelible.

In a certain scene, the New Year’s Eve where he was sitting in the cold wind and smoking alone disappeared, replaced by a scene of a warm bedroom, Lu Yan grabbed him, and asked him like a scripture, "I still need today for the festival to send something to God Chu? God God Chu After accepting my mineral water bottle cap, I have to explain clearly what it means to praise the character model I chose today, is it the game model that God Chu loves, or me?" ——He wanted to cover the quilt while begging for mercy, Lu Yan But he put him into his arms, refusing to let him go: "God Chu has started to hide from me? Then what are the hundreds of millions of descendants I have paid?";

In another scene, the days when he carried a big schoolbag and tried hard to wipe off the dirt on his clothes, but still dared not enter the school gate are gone. Instead, Lu Yan asked him if he would like to teach him the second-order differential equation today. He asked, "Have we made up the content from high school to freshman?" Lu Yan smiled and rubbed his hair and replied, "Mathematics is, you learn quickly, but other subjects are a bit far behind"-a rare half-day rest When he was free, Lu Yan wanted to teach him some knowledge of physiology, but he refused to accept it and said, "No, let me talk about it. I may not be worse than you in other subjects." "Let's go", but the action was still strong, and later he had to recite the complete group of microorganisms, who was already sobbing and trembling, otherwise he would not stop;

The more recent scene is that his arena is no longer full of wind and rain, and he no longer even has the solemnity and solemnity that life dreams must have. Backstage, Lu Yan stuffed a box of half-baked cheese into his hand, and just said "Eat quickly I snatched it from Xiaoguan." Guan Cen chased after him, and fought with Lu Yan from one end of the sofa to the other. He was eating and watching the fun, while listening to Ye Yuchen and other VPL players discussing beautiful anchors, and then he casually said After asking, "Is there a male anchor?", Lu Yan came over suddenly, took a bite of the cheese he had eaten as if nothing had happened, and asked calmly, "Male anchor?... What male anchor? Can you?" Let me see if it's the type I like? Actually, I like bald-headed ones, God Chu's hair is too long—"

If there were no other people around, Chuya would have covered her ears.

The next time we played, the game went smoothly. When Chu Ya commanded, he could get a rigorous and professional response from Lu Yan. However, as soon as the game was over, Lu Yan stood up angrily, so that he could only grab Lu Yan's arm hand, while screaming in front of the audience, all he wanted was to beg the cameraman to cut the camera away quickly.

It seems that the fact that Lu Yan is jealous and sleeps with a pillow in his arms and ignores him can be compared with all the major events in his life.

"Hmph." Standing in the light, Chuya complained, "Why is it all about you... Do I have such a fucking brain for love?"

But he knew that the pain and parting in Lu Yan's dream would also gradually become blurred, replaced by his occasional blushing and hard-talking, and occasionally acting coquettish and obedient.

The only difference is probably that when Lu Yan faced these insignificant things, he would not question whether his mind was only filled with love, but instead would think: If I wake up, I will go to God Chu twice more.

Chuya stepped on the light and saw that all the intertwined story lines lead to the same direction.

On that road, Lu Feng always showed an eager and out-of-control look to him, apart from his usual calmness;

Whether as a friend, as a teammate, or as an opponent, he was always teased by Lu Feng, and while he was so angry that he couldn't sleep, he couldn't help but wait for Lu Feng;

In the end, the same group of people stayed beside him, and he would still sit here, vaguely listening to their familiar voices, and then fall asleep leaning on Lu Feng's shoulder amidst all the usual tenderness.

The excitement around him was approaching and far away, and someone asked, "Do you want to wake up Brother Chu?"

There were also a few scattered voices coaxing: "Don't, don't, don't let me hug you when you wake up."

"Why? Are you doubting our captain's family status?"

"Suspicion? I'm going to jump to the conclusion directly, isn't it the humble loyal dog he said?"

"Damn, do you believe this b's nonsense?? I've watched the game for so many years, and I've never seen such an obedient ChuY—"

Chu Ya's remaining consciousness struggled to refute, but her body was trapped in Lu Yan's arms, and she was so dizzy that she couldn't open her eyes at all. She could only let Lu Yan hug her and listen to Lu Yan's nonsense: "I'm really humble, okay? I'll keep all the food for God Chu, otherwise I'm afraid he won't be able to keep up with nutrition."

The warm wind made people's faces warm. Chu Ya looked at Lu Yan who was standing at the end of all the extension lines, and wanted to step forward to beat him up, but when he got closer, he saw the tenderness in the other party's eyes Before Chuya could speak, the other party ran up to him with bright eyes, and hugged him without any explanation.

In the dream, Lu Yan strained his arms, and his voice was so low that he could barely hear: "Chu Ya, I've been waiting for you for a long, long time."

And Lu Feng's voice beside her ear was vague: "Hey, don't listen to their nonsense, sleep for a while when you're tired, and I'll take you back later."

Chu Ya's breathing was hot, and she couldn't help but bury her face deep in Lu Feng's chest, and gently closed her eyes: "I'm sorry, I kept you waiting for a long time."

Fortunately, I no longer need to ask what would happen if I missed it.

Even if you have thousands of different choices in every minute and every second, and these choices will also bring thousands of different endings, but every choice and every ending is me, only I.

In the cold night, Chu Ya was surrounded by the heat of the hug, Lu Yan patted his cheek with his hand, and asked, "What is God Chu muttering about?"

Chu Ya moved her lips lightly, she didn't know what she said, and her teammates started booing one after another. At first, Lu Yan asked softly, "Do you like me so much?", but later turned into embarrassment: " Chuya...? You, stop talking..."

The lights were dim, and after listening to Lu Feng coaxing for a long time, Chu Ya finally fell asleep, so he didn't know, and then Lu Yan bowed his head and kissed him quietly several times, barely stopping him from continuing his sleepy sleep.

There were jokes all around, but it was Ye Yuchen's surprised voice that saved Lu Feng.

"Go ahead and watch." He pushed his mobile phone to the middle of the table and said, "A video was posted in the Brother Ning group, and the review of the next season's promotional video is over - the official blog will be released at noon tomorrow."

A circle of heads gathered together, and then they clamored to look at the small screen, wondering what the next season's promotional video would look like.

On the screen, at the beginning of the scene, there are flashing scenes of their backs. They are wearing different team uniforms, facing the wind and snow, and walking towards the same hall from different directions.

In the close-up shot that was cut later, there are well-known players holding their most representative guns, there are scenes of new stars looking at each other, there are constantly switching keyboards, mice and killing shots, and multiple home cities after the expansion are also stepped on. , Shanghai, Beijing, Hangzhou, Chongqing, Xi'an, Nanjing, Wuhan, Chengdu, Shenyang... the excited figures of countless audiences appeared together with the team logos of the major teams. the temple before them.

The hall was full of wind and snow, and there were shiny golden confetti scattered all over the ground around the throne. The teenagers clenched their weapons tightly one by one, and no one stood up in front of the throne until the moment when the storyboard was zoomed in. The black and gold Team uniforms, black and gold champion custom-made guns and paintwork, close-ups of indifferent expressions, they are exactly the IS team that has never appeared in the previous shots.

Before the people in front of the screen were amazed, the screen flashed black for a moment, flames burned horizontally, and the words VPL League appeared one after another along with the flames, becoming the last scene of this promotional video.

So after watching this finished film, the members of the IS team were all shocked.

"Fuck??? Isn't this too compelling??"

"Fuck, there's something wrong with this last shot~"

"No one told us that this is the effect when shooting??"

After all, this scene was actually shot on a green screen. Lu Yan pulled the progress bar to read it again, and said, "Your team is going to finish~ You can lose a league game at that time, and this promotional video will be released as usual, and the effect will be full. .”

"Then let's set another goal." Ou Yue raised his eyebrows, looked around and said, "The IS team will still be the world champion next season, how about it?"

The team members booed as soon as they heard it, saying that it would be difficult for us to do things for Mr. Ou without a double bonus. This was a joke, but Ou Yue immediately agreed with them: as long as he won the championship next year, he would double the amount of the championship prize pool for them.

But rather than confirming the authenticity of this agreement, others are still more willing to ridicule Ouyue's consecutive championship than it is easier for him to mark the golden division - it was 3 o'clock in the morning, and everyone discussed going back to the base. With soft cheeks, Ya softly asked as if coaxing a child: "Go back with God Chu, okay?"

During today's party, the other party was leaning on him to sleep almost the whole time, and at the moment he just muttered and didn't reply, so Lu Yan, like an adult carrying a child home when he was a child, ignored the booing of his teammates, and put Chu Ya face to face into his arms , walked out of the store.

It was a bit cold outside, and Chuya's weight was obviously not comparable to that of a child, but Lu Yan was satisfied, because he knew that no matter where Chuya fell asleep from now on, he would be as at ease as a child of how old - he would definitely Pick him up and take him to a warm home.

The road back to the base is still a few hundred meters away, and the winter night is even more severe. Someone raised his head and suddenly became excited: "Wow, it's snowing——"

The boy's voice faded away, and the first snow of this year suddenly fell one after another. The three or two people staying in the street were all excited, and a snowflake also fell on Chuya's forehead, making him frown, obviously stimulated by the coldness. for a moment.

"Lu Yan..." Chu Ya moved in his arms, rubbing her forehead against his neck, her voice was soft and soft, "Tomorrow... I want to eat melted snow cheese..."

"Yeah." Lu Yan pressed his head into his open down jacket so that he wouldn't freeze, and soon he heard him continue: "There's also...and butter puff pastry..."

Lu Yan listened quietly, answering "yes" over and over again, and the smiles on the corners of his brows and eyes melted in response to the little snowflakes - at this moment, Chu Ya's voice entered his ears, and the transmission medium was no longer air , but his bones and skin, every word and every word gently shook his chest, which was pressed tightly by Chu Ya, as if a warm corner was enclosed in the vast world, and even the sound was only heard by him.

Walking to the gate of the base, Chuya was still muttering about the sweets she wanted to eat tomorrow: "I want... chocolate... velvet cake... okay?"

The future seems to be ups and downs, and it seems to be ordinary. They still have many, many tomorrows, and the wind and snow are behind them. Lu Yan took a step forward with Chu Ya in his arms, and walked into that warm light.

"Okay, I'll buy them all for God Chu—you can eat them all when God Chu wakes up tomorrow."

(Finish)