heartbeat live broadcast

First of all, it is not unusual for Yan Shu to be in this room, because he once told Zhong Xincheng that he would also play Jedi Fantasy.

Thinking about inviting Zhong Xincheng to double row, then it is probably not out of the ordinary for this senior to play a game in the e-sports club.

Zhong Xincheng thought so, lowered his head and stood at the door to send a message to Da'an: Yan Shu, is this from your e-sports club?

[Da'an]: What is it?do not know.

Ok, the first possibility dies.

But it doesn't matter, the kid has another one.

Secondly, Yan Shu may just come to see friends, not necessarily play games in person.

Zhong Xincheng counted the number of people in the room. If pizza and milk tea can also be used to play games, then Yan Shu's survival

It’s really unnecessary now—maybe the pot of cactus at the door can score 1700 points in Hanbok?

Okay, the second excuse collapsed.

It's okay, it doesn't matter.

Furthermore, Yan Shu is likely to be the new jungler, and someone else in the room is silent.

OK, this is the most likely.

But when Zhong Xincheng saw Yan Shu's frozen expression, his heart had already fallen from a high place to the cliff.

Needless to say, because Yan Shu has already taken action.

He calmed down his uncontrollable expression, pretended to be calm and breezy, with a smile in his eyes, as if the next second

It can fly out and flood Zhong Xincheng with a single brain.Only then did everyone in the e-sports club realize that the atmosphere was not right, and they all fell silent.

Get out of the way between Zhong Xincheng and Yan Shu.

This is no longer a matter of distance, whether Yan Shu died by himself or waited for Zhong Xincheng to come in and solve his problem.

"What a coincidence, Xincheng, why are you here?" Yan Shu stood up and tried to walk in the direction of Zhong Xincheng.

He was more indifferent than ever, with dark light flowing in his ice-hardened eyes.He exudes an aura that should not be entered by strangers,

The lip line is straight.

skillful?

"Brother, don't you know?" Zhong Xincheng paused.

Yan Shu paused, and when he lowered his head, the broken hair on the top of his head was soft and rippling under the light, his slender fingers hooked the earphones,

Skillfully and elegantly placed on the table.When I looked up again, the artificial heat was filtered out on my face, and I could faintly see some of it.

at a loss.

That was Yan Shu that Zhong Xincheng had never seen before, a well-behaved Yan Shu who admitted his mistakes and was full of guilt.

He came over.

The atmosphere in the house is almost frozen, like the surface of a frozen lake in winter, oxygen bubbles sink to the bottom of the lake and struggle to find their way out.

mouth.Zhong Xincheng's thoughts were tangled together, the cerebral cortex was impacted by too much information, and now it was so slippery that he could probably skate on ice.

Yan Shu, is it silent?

How could Yan Shu be silent?

How could... how could you lie to me?

"Xin..." Yan Shu tried to speak, but suddenly Zhong Xincheng took a step back trembling, with a cautious expression on his face.

"What should I call you?" Zhong Xincheng clenched his palms hanging by his sides, and he looked directly at Yan Shu and said.

He finally understood where so many senses of disobedience came from: Yan Shu knew that he liked chocolate, so he was able to meet him on the first day.

Put the Black Forest cake in front of him accurately, because Yan Wusheng has watched too many of his live broadcasts, so he knows what flavor he likes

He also told Yan Wusheng about Liang Liang, and this person, wearing a disguise of Yan Wusheng, told him

Hit back.

Now that I think about it carefully, Yan Wusheng's routine was exactly the same as him on the day the school was cut off.

Sitting with him in front of him with a virtual shell on, no wonder the keyboard is so loud, are you playing a game?

The news broadcast is also broadcast to confuse the enemy. Where is the sincerity between people?

And during the day, seeing him watch Wusheng's video and still rushing to stop him, no wonder.

Yan Shu, he was so ruthless that he could even scold him.

Zhong Xincheng sneered in his heart, wondering whether he still had a chance to learn hand-to-hand combat now.

In the end, he was the only one who was tricked from scratch; Yan Shu has always been fully prepared, and has been closed since summer.

Note, every step of the way has been exhausted, but on the first day they met, they still pretended not to know each other.

I don’t know your second uncle’s day lily!damn thing!Don't need to donate your eyes, okay?

Yan Shu couldn't speak, he didn't know how to explain.

Zhong Xincheng's thoughts were in a mess, he couldn't calm down by Yan Shu's side, his IQ and rationality were destroyed, and he couldn't finish the fight

After finishing the graphics, he opened his mouth and heard the host’s voice from the computer in the room—the next game is about to start

Yes, BO3, just played a round.

The people in the e-sports club looked at each other in blank dismay. They didn't know what happened, but they always felt like they were on their backs.five seconds later, clock

Xin Cheng said coldly: "Aren't senior brothers going to play the match?"

Yan Shu: ...

"Do you mind if I take a look, Ye Wang?"

Yan Shu: ...

Yan Shu had never felt the fear of approaching death in his life, but now he tasted it from head to toe, he sat stiffly

In the gaming chair, fingers resting on the keyboard and mouse are cold.

Zhong Xincheng is a human-shaped refrigerator, and the other stop is the Blizzard Center. You can hear needles falling in the room, and the sight of children

Severe and terrifying, scratching Yan Shu's bones like a knife, he stood behind Yan Shu with his back upright, and included all the details

eyes.

Today, a big e-sports club's starting team suddenly has a coach who is like a wolf and a tiger. The coach is ruthless and focuses on the jungler.

A person.

When it came time for Yan Shu to choose the character, his mouse moved around the screen in a circle, and as soon as he chose the spirit of the abyss, he heard

The child behind him ordered, "Xinghui sacrifices."

The child's voice was very cold, blowing into Yan Shu's ears with icy balls, grinding his nerves.

Yan Shu chose Xinghui as a sacrifice in seconds.

"Xinghui Sacrifice is very restrained against the opposing lineup, the double C positions are crispy, QW and A can handle it." Zhong Xincheng hugged

Arms standing behind Yan Shu, the hair on the top of the man's head trembled, and the knuckles were clean and beautiful, indeed a pair of suitable

Hands clasping the mouse and pressing the keyboard.

"It's not easy to tie A, there will be a delay." Yan Shu changed his talent for revenge, and what he said was thoughtless.

"Oh." Zhong Xincheng snorted coldly, and shrank his neck belatedly when he saw Yan Shu.

Entering the game interface, the other four are wearing headphones, and Zhong Xincheng is also a gamer, so you can tell at a glance

The model and function of the headphones they use - active noise reduction gaming headphones, which are isolated from the world.

Yan Shu hesitated whether to wear it or not, and as soon as his hand touched the earphone, he heard Zhong Xincheng say: "Words are silent."

"Hey." Yan Shu said reflexively.

Silent, deathly silent, Zhong Xincheng's eyes fell on Yan Shu, who died in the game.

"Can you be lenient when you confess?" After a long time, Yan Shu plucked up his courage and asked.

"Senior brother, what do you think?" Zhong Xincheng was noncommittal.

"Then at least give me a chance?" Yan Shu finished brushing the red and blue buffs, went to the middle lane to gank a wave and took a head, and walked along the river

Road down the road.

"Brother." Zhong Xincheng put his hand on the back of Yan Shu's gaming chair, and said calmly, "Are you dreaming?"

Yan Shu: ...

In front of millions of spectators and under the watchful eyes of everyone, the jungler of A's legendary combo flashed into the wall.

The four people next to him didn't dare to look back, and tried their best to look at Yan Shu's situation from the corner of their eyes. The top laner was bolder, and he was cautious

Tilting his head to see, he was killed by Zhong Xincheng and lay dead in the crack of the floor.

The difficulty of this game is beyond anyone's imagination. The pressure received from Zhong Xincheng is transmitted to the game by Yan Shu's operation

Here, five people are connected in series from Priest Xinghui's body to the opposite side. Countless spectators watched A fight wildly with murderous aura, kicking

Stepping on the bloody wind and rain and walking among the thousands of blades, I don't know that the small room is the real hell.

Zhong Xincheng didn't say a word. He watched Yan Shu play the game, but he still couldn't compare the person he liked in front of him with the person on the Internet.

A naughty anchor was linked together.But as time passed, his thoughts gradually calmed down, and he looked at Yan Shu's back

Shadow, and finally tasted some other clues.

So, why didn't Yan Shu make it clear that Yan Wusheng was him?

Deliberately teasing?See people joke?Still have ulterior motives?

In all fairness and empathy, if the roles were reversed, Zhong Xincheng would only reveal himself when he met Yan Shu for the first time

share.They will be very good friends, linked by the Internet, but the fate is wonderful-but Yan Shu does not.

He teased Zhong Xincheng in the live broadcast room, and inquired about Zhong Xincheng's life in the daily live broadcast.

Need Zhong Xincheng to give him a move... A move?

Zhong Xincheng's thoughts froze, and he suddenly thought of what Yan Wusheng said to him that day:

"I have a sweetheart, but he doesn't like me."

"Not sure, but doesn't seem to have a predecessor."

"Usually very introverted, but when you meet me, you are very cute...with a cold personality..."

"The kid doesn't like me approaching him..."

wait, that day...

Zhong Xincheng frowned, beyond the anger of being teased, there was a sudden throb like a faint spark.

He said this on the day he watched the play; that day, Yan Shu held his hand in the dark.

On the back of the gaming chair, Zhong Xincheng's fingers slowly tightened, almost dunking into the cotton.As soon as Yan Shu turned his head, he saw Zhong Xin

With a strange expression of "I'll die for you", Cheng retracted his head in fright.

He is the shivering wooden board specially used for taekwondo practice, and he will be kicked by Zhong Xincheng in a cruel and merciless way in the next second

into two halves.

Yan Shu's spine climbed into the coldness, shivering and pushing away the opposite crystal.

The game ended very quickly, the other four contestants slipped faster, Zhong Xincheng still maintained the state of his soul piercing the screen.

If he didn't move, Yan Shu didn't dare to show the slightest sign.He waved his hand slightly to bid farewell to the remaining four teammates.

The door slammed shut and the heavy wind lifted the posters on the table, leaving only the two of them in the room.Mingkong at night

It was dim and gloomy, and the two bright lights circled small spots of light on the glass window, like the eyes of the night sky.Zhong Xincheng was taken by them

Watching, gently raised his foot to leave.

As soon as he took a step, Zhong Xincheng's wrist was grabbed by Yan Shu.

His thumb pressed against the protruding bone of Zhong Xincheng's wrist, and it felt itchy when rubbed against it.Zhong Xincheng flinched and wanted to go back

Shou, who knows that Yan Shu moved faster than him, standing in front of him in the blink of an eye.

"Xin City."

Yan Shu looked at the child intently and said softly.

Zhong Xincheng tilted his head with a cold face, not looking at Yan Shu at all, his tall nose was like a steep mountain vein,

From the deep eyes to the thin lips.He seemed a little displeased, but the temperature where the skin touched was quietly

Elevated.

"Whatever you want to hear, I will tell you everything."

no matter what?

Zhong Xincheng pulled out a sneer, and whispered suspiciously: "You have known me for a long time, right?"

"Yes." Yan Shu replied simply, and added: "I have known you since this summer."

"Why didn't you tell me?" Zhong Xincheng took a step back, and Yan Shu caught up, staring at Zhong Xincheng's face:

"do you hate me?"

Strange, it is Yan Shu who is clearly at fault, why is the culprit so righteous?

"Don't change the subject." Zhong Xincheng corrected, but Yan Shu didn't seem to understand, so he repeated it again.

"Xincheng, do you hate me?"

Yan Shu looked at him inquiringly, cautiously walking on thin ice, his movements were strong but gentle, patiently waiting for Zhong Xincheng

Answer.

"Average." Zhong Xincheng had a straight face, and he spoke clearly.

Generally speaking, in Yan Shu's worldview, it's just not annoying.

If you don't hate it, you might like it. If you might like it, you still have a chance. If you have a chance, it means that he should not be

Thomas roundabout kick plus rabbit kick eagle eight-stage fall into a second-level disability, gratifying to congratulate the whole world to celebrate, thank the emperor for his great grace

Forgive the world.

"Xincheng, do you still remember the question you asked me that day?" Yan Shu was tall and tall, standing in front of the children as if

An insurmountable mountain, full of oppression; he tightened his fingers, leaving red marks on Zhong Xincheng's wrist.

Yan Shu took another step closer, Zhong Xincheng dodged backwards, but his heel hit the pulley leg of the gaming chair—he had nowhere to hide.

problem?

Zhong Xincheng is still out of condition.

"On the day of the drama performance, you asked me what I was going to do." Yan Shu's voice was seductive, his speech was slow,

The tone of voice was sinking, revealing layers of airtight coaxing.The light in the room was very bright, dazzling, but Zhong Xincheng felt

The space in my heart extinguished the dangling candle, the flame was extinguished, and the darkness returned.

Together with the previous ambiguity and heartbeat surfaced, Zhong Xincheng tilted his head, and the outline of the left collarbone was obvious.

"I want to hold hands with you, Xincheng." Yan Shu leaned over slightly, and he said against Zhong Xincheng's ear: "I want to chase you, I

Weaving webs. "

"do you understand?"

The warm breath hit Zhong Xincheng's ears, the child's skin instantly became hot, and his expression was cold and cheerless.

Not stained with fireworks in the world, like a white flower in a snowstorm and ice-covered mountains, Yan Shu dragged her down from the altar step by step.

Zhong Xincheng tried his best to close his eyes, he tried his best to control the turbulent emotions in his heart, and when he opened his eyes again, his eyelashes trembled slightly

Move like a butterfly fluttering its wings.He tilted his head imitating Yan Shu's manner and approached the man's ear, seeming to be affectionate.

Pulse, the exit is loud:

"I understand what a ghost!"

Yan Shu's brain froze for two seconds, and in just two seconds, Zhong Xincheng had already broken free from his restraints and slipped away like the wind.

Yan Shu stood in the empty room for several minutes before he managed to regain his sanity.

Mom, when you come to see me next year, burn some ingots.