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Finding someone can't be rushed, especially in a garden-style school like University A, which uses a golf course as the green belt in the south, finding an anonymous anchor with no name, no name, and no appearance is like looking for a needle in a haystack.On the one hand, Zhong Xincheng thought it was funny, but on the other hand, he had some vague expectations, curious about what kind of person Yan Wusheng is in reality.

Speaking of which, Yan Wusheng once asked him if he would participate in the recent city college league of "Jedi Fantasy". Zhong Xincheng was in the limelight as a game anchor, and fans also indirectly picked out the school he was studying at, not to mention that the live broadcast itself did not have much privacy to speak of.

Maybe Yan Wusheng knew from the beginning that Zhong Xincheng was in University A, and even met him in real society, but he didn't come up to say hello.

If the mountain is not just me, I will be the mountain. As for Yan Shu, we have to make a long-term plan, Zhong Xincheng thinks so.

The next day, Zhong Xincheng received an invitation from Yan Shu for self-study.

Tangerine Candy has made a home in the office these days. It is well-behaved and not noisy. It stays honestly on the cat climbing frame that Yan Shu specially bought for it. It eats imported cat food and canned food all day long, and the whole cat is fat into a ball.It huddled in the nest with its front paws, staring straight at Zhong Xincheng who entered the door.

"Meow~"

"morning."

Yan Shu seemed to have just entered the door, he was grinding coffee by the window, and said to Zhong Xincheng with a smile.

"Morning, brother." Zhong Xincheng put the bag on the seat, and Yan Shu's briefcase was placed on the other side, with the buttons crooked.Zhong Xincheng's fingers paused in the air, and after hesitating for a second, he quietly put Yan Shu's briefcase and his bag together.

"Does Xincheng drink coffee?" Yan Shu just grinds a cup, he is like an idle old man in the courtyard who plays with birds and flowers all day long, pacing to Zhong Xincheng's side, holding coffee and saying.

"No, I'm not sleepy." Zhong Xincheng shook his head, he always felt that coffee was used to refresh himself when he had to study, and he drank very little in normal times.

"Who says you can only drink when you're sleepy? Try my craft." Yan Shu smiled at Zhong Xincheng's childish nature, he moved closer and raised his hand, and put the cup to Zhong Xincheng's lips half a finger away, coaxing.

To his surprise, Zhong Xincheng was too obedient this time.

The child softened his brows and eyes, leaned forward obediently, his thin lips held the rim of the cup, the hair on his forehead was scattered, and his thick eyelashes cast a shadow.He lightly pressed Yan Shu's fingers, lifted his fingertips against the base of the cup, and took a sip of coffee.

"It's so bitter." Zhong Xincheng's facial expressions were tense, he wiped the excess liquid from the corners of his lips with his hand, and raised his eyes timidly.

Yan Shu's eyes trembled, and an uncontrollable itch rose from the bottom of his heart. Zhong Xincheng was standing in front of him, closer than ever imagined.Their fingertips were stacked together, the scene of the dark auditorium yesterday swept across, Yan Shu lowered his head, sensibility made him move forward, reason made him retreat.

"I'll add more sugar to you next time." Yan Shu turned around.

Zhong Xincheng raised the corners of his lips imperceptibly, he teased Orange Candy for a while in a good mood, and sat at the table to start a major career that opened up the world - looking for all kinds of lies revealed by Yan Wusheng in the live broadcast.

Yan Wusheng's voice has been processed with special voice-changing software. He doesn't show his face, and the mosaic photo on the Internet has never been verified. During the live broadcast, none of the ten sentences is reliable, but Zhong Xincheng is meticulous and sensitive, and he can always find something. Clue.

For example, at the beginning of September, Yan Wusheng complained that he was very tired recently during the live broadcast. During the live broadcast at a time close to zero o'clock, it is not uncommon to get disconnected while broadcasting and re-logging in again.

What Zhong Xincheng must have guessed the most was that the school had a power outage a few days ago, and that night——Zhong Xincheng went offline at the same time that Yan Wusheng also suffered a network storm and went offline.It's just that this person moved faster than Zhong Xincheng, and registered 10 minutes earlier, which gave Zhong Xincheng the illusion that "he was always online".

What is this, two anchors went to an Internet cafe at the same time to broadcast live?

Zhong Xincheng watched Yan Wusheng's live broadcast attentively with half of his earphones on, wishing he could dig through everything. He turned to the next video, and suddenly felt that the picture looked familiar:

Inside the canyon, the OB screen never left the bot lane, and the ADC Tianxiu with the name "Don't want to talk" had three kills, and his own voice came from the earphones when he silently replenished troops: "Red wine chocolate, Lay's has a shrimp flavor before. , hard to get."

Zhong Xincheng frowned, a little surprised—Yan Wusheng was actually watching him play?

Looking at the time again, Zhong Xincheng became confused: July 7th.

summer vacation?

Zhong Xincheng's live broadcast started from the winter vacation of the third year of high school, and it was broadcast intermittently until the college entrance examination. After the examination, it was completely rooted in Hanhai.At that time, he didn't know much about the working process of the anchor, and he was a ruthless scoring machine all day long. He didn't look at the follow list, and naturally he didn't care that someone was watching him play games in the live broadcast room.

"Let's see how powerful the dog who killed me five times yesterday was."

"Don't talk nonsense, am I the one who deliberately stole the teacher for revenge?"

"Gouzi's awareness is not bad, and he is very skilled in moving."

"Oh, the little dog has turned on the camera, and it's... pretty nice."

"It turned out to be a child."

Yan Wusheng teased himself in the video. He was interacting with the barrage. At the end of the speech, there was a sudden pause.

Zhong Xincheng moved the mouse, and suddenly heard the sound of a pile of objects falling to the ground behind him, which was so deafening that it almost scared his heart out.He turned around sharply, and he saw Yan Shu sneakingly lying beside the orange candy cat climbing frame with a cup of coffee, looking at Zhong Xincheng with a guilty conscience, his neck was stiff.

Tangerine Candy tilted her head innocently, a large pile of documents that had been sorted out were spread on the floor, and the heavenly girl scattered flowers so beautifully.

Yan Shu and Zhong Xincheng looked at each other for a second, and he turned around and grabbed the small palm-sized toy that was placed under the cat climbing frame - Orange Tang had a special liking for it, and would sleep curled up every day.Yan Shu stood up and threw the small toy in front of Tangerine Candy, and started the routine tutoring with the head of the cat holding Tangerine Candy: "What's the matter with you? Did you intentionally overturn the information to get beaten?"

Tangerine Tang pricked up her ears in fright, and her little paws were hanging in the air, as if she could scratch someone at any time.

Zhong Xincheng was also confused. He watched Yan Shu preaching to a cat, and he was not in the mood to watch the video in his hand.

"Brother, put the information on the lower level, and the orange candy can't reach it." Zhong Xincheng felt sorry for the cat and reminded him softly.

Tangerine Candy is just a poor, weak and helpless kitten. What bad thoughts can a kitten have?

"Early education should be early, cats have cat rules." Yan Shu coughed, he rubbed the orange candy for a while, and explained.

Alright, then please teach the culprit who messed up the data early.

Zhong Xincheng had no choice but to stand up and help Yan Shu collect the materials.

"Xincheng, don't you study by yourself today?" Yan Shu half knelt on the ground to collect the documents, he coughed lightly, and asked.

"I have something to do today, I want to check something." Zhong Xincheng said bluntly.

He stacked the documents in his hands and arranged them according to the date. When he looked up, he found that Yan Shu's eyes were wandering on the computer video he had opened, and his brows were furrowed in displeasure.Zhong Xincheng called out without knowing why: "Brother, do you know this person?"

"Ah, I don't know." Yan Shu said with a smile, he hurriedly took the things Zhong Xincheng handed over, and said: "Now there are too many young anchors, it's too dazzled, how could they know each other."

"He seems to be a big one." Zhong Xincheng didn't think much, he returned to his seat and found Yan Shu standing by the cat climbing frame and peeping, it seemed that he really wanted to watch together. "Brother, do you want to come?"

Heck, I'd love to invite you to sit on the bed, but you...

Yan Shu immediately lit a bomb in his heart to flatten the fertile soil, with a bright smile on his face like a swaying sunflower, he sat beside Zhong Xincheng unceremoniously, and spread his hands to the children.

What is this for?

Zhong Xincheng felt more and more that Yan Shu's behavior was strange, and something was wrong from the very beginning. He stared at Yan Shu's clear palm for a long time with a straight face, and suddenly his mind became dizzy, as if he had been kicked by a donkey, and he accidentally put his hand on it.

Holding hands and looking at teary eyes, he was speechless, what are the two big men doing?

"What are you doing, I want earphones." Yan Shu looked at Zhong Xincheng puzzled, and secretly pinched the child's fingers.

So soft, Yan Shu secretly thought.

Assi eight.

A song of Smecta echoed in Zhong Xincheng's heart, and with a coffin face, he stuffed the other earphone into Yan Shu's hand, and watched the video without looking back.

After watching for less than 5 minutes, veteran cadre Yan Shu began to comment passionately.

"What's so good about this anchor? He's talkative and nagging. He's good at playing games. Xincheng, let's learn." Yan Shu said solemnly.

Zhong Xincheng: Seriously change to the next video.

"Don't you think he owes it? It's unreasonable not to talk about martial arts, don't spoil yourself. Xincheng, learn." Yan Shu earnestly said.

Zhong Xincheng hummed lightly, and dragged the progress bar back to the beginning to read it again.

"How could this kind of anchor become popular? Has the public's aesthetics fallen to this point? Xincheng, let's not watch this, let's study hard..." Yan Shu went to touch Zhong Xincheng's mouse with ease, and before he stretched out his hand, he heard Zhong Xincheng say: "Brother."

"Huh?" Yan Shu turned his head and found that Zhong Xincheng was looking at him with his chin up, his eyes were filled with wet care and pleading, and the children's filter with the thick bottom of an eighteen-layer wine bottle coated the morning sun with a layer of gold.His throat was dry, and his eyes could not move away from the child's constantly opening and closing lips.

"I want to see."

Zhong Xincheng looked directly at him and said softly.

Three words, infinite spells.

"Okay." Yan Shu withdrew his hand, uttering a monotone indulgently.

Let's see, children want to see, can you stop it?

Later, Yan Shu really stopped talking, and Zhong Xincheng watched whatever Zhong Xincheng wanted to watch. He didn't mind wasting time at all, but after Zhong Xincheng watched the important clips from beginning to end, he cared about his real senior brother, only to realize that the man beside him was pale, He looked as if he had been sucked by a goblin, and his whole body exuded the despair of "what else can I do to save myself".

"Brother, are you tired?" Zhong Xincheng asked tentatively.

"Not tired." Yan Shu smiled. He took off the earphones, raised his hand and gently rubbed the tips of Zhong Xincheng's ears, and said happily, "Xincheng, have you ever learned things like Taekwondo, Karate, Sanda and fighting?"

Zhong Xincheng:? ? ?