dissatisfied [e-sports]

Yan Yibing almost crushed the phone.

Han Mo didn't change his phone number. He saw the message and firmly believed that it was Yan Yibing who sent it.

He never thought about the possibility of being hacked?

This is absolutely unacceptable.

Yan Yibing took a deep breath, and calmly wrote on the transfer interface with his hot face——

what are you saying?

The news turned around, and a big red circle appeared in front of it.

Failed to send.

Yan Yibing: "?"

He tried to transfer money to Han Mo, and filled in [I don't know what you're talking about] in the remarks.

The transfer also failed.

Yan Yibing frowned, first checked his mobile traffic, and then looked at the signal.

No problem, he had to search online.

[What’s wrong with X Alipay’s inability to transfer money to others? 】

He searched out a bunch of rubbish soft articles on official accounts, all of which were useless rubbish.

Finally, he finally saw a reply in Baidu Q&A.

[The other party blocked you. 】

So Han Mo blackmailed him X Fubao?

If you don't block the phone number, you actually block X Fubao!

Sure enough, Han Mo would not give up any chance to mock him. If he really apologized, he would live in the shadow of being manipulated for the rest of his life.

At the entrance of the club, Yan Yibing got out of the car, paid the money, and walked in with a cold face.

On the road, he bumped into a member of the youth training team and greeted him dryly.

"Ice...Ice God is good."

Yan Yibing nodded hastily, and went upstairs without expression.

The current youth training team members call him Bingshen, and only Han Mo used to call him the captain, as if he had decided that he would play games with him in the future.

Looking at the deep and determined eyes, he also firmly believed that Han Mo would accompany him until his retirement.

So nothing is absolute.

Even the best friends will fall out, and the sweetest couple may break up.

He was still young back then, so he shouldn't have pinned all his hopes on Han Mo.

Before Yan Yibing returned to his room, he went to the first team training room.

Song Tang and Xu Rui are practicing double row inside, and Fu Haifeng's computer is also on, but no one is there now.

Seeing the team members working so hard, his heart finally settled down.

He has spent too much energy on Han Mo in the past two days, and there is one month before the PCL Spring Championship. As the captain, he has no time to think about these messy things.

The 1 yuan is really not enough, and it can be returned in the old way.

Yan Yibing sighed.

Resigned to his fate, he reinstalled the live streaming software that was uninstalled at the beginning.

After logging into his account, he found that the fans were full.

Gao V was hanging brightly, and even the live broadcast room was opened for him for free.

But Yan Yibing has a contract with the opposite live broadcast platform, so it is impossible to live broadcast here.

He had no choice but to set the prohibition of following, and clicked a button to remove followers. Finally, he went to Hanmo's live broadcast room and clicked the start reminder, and then retreated to the background and waited.

After eating at two o'clock in the afternoon, he went to the training room for five hours of training.

When they were in the fourth row of the US server, Song Tang asked out of the blue: "Captain, PCL is about to start, are we going to train again?"

Yan Yibing rushed to the room and suddenly killed a person, and replied lazily, "Yeah."

Song Tang: "This morning, Manager Sun said that this group of youth trainees only selected one who is quite suitable, and he just happened to take Lei Ming's place."

Yan Yibing smiled: "It's two retreating one again, does Sun Tianjiao have any obsessions?"

Song Tang: "What is two back one?"

Yan Yibing shook his head: "It's okay."

Song Tang asked again: "When will we make an appointment with CNG for a practice match?"

During the training period, the major teams will hold intensive practice matches, firstly to mobilize the tension, and secondly to familiarize themselves with the enemy's situation.

Every team's tactics are constantly innovating. If you don't grasp it in time and know it well, you will suffer a lot in the game.

Yan Yibing said: "Let's make an appointment next week. Yu Yan is in emotional crisis this week, and someone from Chen Chi's team is going to treat a muscle strain."

Song Tang paused, and said in a low voice, "I still can't make an appointment for Prince's practice match."

In the practice match, there was always Prince and no Zero, and even other well-known teams also played against them separately by coincidence.

Yan Yibing's character stopped in the room, and he picked up a smoke bomb.

"I know what you mean. I can also see it in this exhibition match. Prince's tactics have changed, especially Han Mo."

Song Tang nodded: "Yes, I'm afraid we won't be prepared when the time comes, and if we hit the jumping point, it will be a big disadvantage."

Yan Yibing was silent, and said: "There are people in the 3+2 room area, Haifeng will destroy them."

Fu Haifeng: "Come on, wait for me."

Song Tang stopped chatting and concentrated on the game.

He knew that Yan Yibing had no choice for the time being.

The worst result is to secretly go to get practice video.

They do Prince's, Prince does theirs.

Yan Yibing waited for two days before Han Mo broadcast live.

Luckily he wasn't asleep yet.

Yan Yibing rubbed his face, sobered up for a moment, and quickly clicked into Han Mo's live broadcast room.

This time he has gained experience, and he no longer leisurely watches Han Mo play games. After all, his account is high on the top of the fan list, which is an eyesore.

As soon as he entered the live broadcast room, Prince's fans exploded.

【what happened?The captain of the opposing team came more on time than me? 】

[This Nima set special attention?Fuck, force me to hit CP? 】

[Hahahaha, it's so easy to knock, if this goes on, I'll be double burdened! 】

[Is the Ice God planning to come every live broadcast? How much do you owe Han God? Can I pay it?When you came here, Hanshen's style of painting was all wrong. 】

In front of the screen, Han Mo pursed his lips, held the mouse tightly with his fingers, and fixed his gaze on Yan Yibing's ID.

Originally, he only planned to play casually on the trumpet, which would consume the duration of the live broadcast.

But the moment he caught sight of Yan Yibing's account, he logged in to his own account by a strange coincidence, and then connected to the Korean server by a strange mistake.

There was only one thought in his mind.

The ones that are difficult to play can make someone's eyes shine.

It's a pity that Yan Yibing didn't give him a chance to show off this time.

Yan Yibing carefully looked at the gifts from the live broadcast platform.

The 5000 yuan worth of [Love] must not be given away, otherwise fans would really think that he and Han Mo have something.

The second [-] gift is called [Fireworks Festival], and the effect of the gift is a full screen of fireworks.

Yan Yibing got straight to the point, and gave Han Mo seven [Fireworks Festival], and after subtracting the rake from the live broadcast platform, he could reach [-].

After brushing up the gifts, Yan Yibing exited the live broadcast room without looking back.

But at the moment of exiting, he vaguely glanced at the activity interface hanging in the upper left corner of the live broadcast room.

—— Give back to fans on the anniversary, and play with celebrities.

After sweeping it, Yan Yi Bing slipped away, and by the way, he uninstalled Yoyo Live again, and even the residual data was cleaned up.

He will never use this live broadcast platform again in his life.

In case Han Mo sent money to his X Alipay again, he blocked Han Mo instead.

After paying back the money, Yan Yibing relaxed, grabbed the towel and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

In Han Mo's live broadcast room.

[I'm blind, I'm blind, husband, tell me honestly, what kind of shady business did you and Ice God have! 】

[Momo, tell me, are you being taken care of by the Ice God? My sister can do it too! 】

[Good guy, last time it was [-], this time it's [-], I'm Mu Le, this is true love, I'm sublimated. 】

[It's sour, it's sour, I'm so poor that I don't deserve the love of my husband. 】

【Aren't you on bad terms? Is it me who is in chaos or the world is in chaos? 】

Seeing that Yan Yibing left after swiping the money, without any intention of watching him play games, Han Mo narrowed his eyes and his face became a little cold.

He rushed to the barrage and said, "Don't talk nonsense, it's just medical expenses."

He casually disconnected the Hanbok, exited the large account, and smoothly logged into the small account, and entered the national server.

A thousand pieces of fried fish game.

Successfully eat chicken in 25 minutes and end the battle.

【Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha?Damn, I really don't deserve it. 】

[Can you be more obvious, you play the tuba when Yan Yibing is around, and play the trumpet when Yan Yibing leaves. 】

【I'll fucking believe in medical bills again, I'm mentally handicapped! 】

[Sisters, is medical expenses a civilized term for alimony? My village has been disconnected from the Internet for a year. 】

[Sister, I still have material to explode!Last time I followed Bingshen's account by chance, I thought he was going to come here to broadcast live, but he went online today, removed his fans with one click, and was forbidden to follow!Now in his account, the only person following him is Han!street!only! 】

Han Mo slightly raised his eyebrows.

He cleared his throat and said seriously: "Did you see the event in the upper right corner? I will also participate in it starting next week. Also, the spring season is here, and I am in a hurry to train. There will be no live broadcast except for the event. I will not watch the barrage next , play a few more games."

After he finished speaking, without waiting for the fans to react, he directly turned off the barrage assistant and matched the game.

He played several casino games, including Zombie Rising, Sniper Airport, and Fighting against the Canal.

After the game, Han Mo said goodbye to the fans and exited the live broadcast room.

Instead of going offline directly, he clicked on Yan Yibing's account and watched it quietly for a few seconds.

Yan Yibing's account was very clean, without a profile or avatar, but it was the highest level VIP on the live broadcast platform.

He did clear all his fans, Han Mo was the only one in the watch list.

He followed Han Mo because clicking on the live broadcast notification would automatically follow the host.

Then why did he suddenly send him a message?

Why did you take him off the blacklist?

Han Mo pursed his lower lip, hesitated for a moment, and his eyelids trembled.

He clicked on the manual customer service.

[Prince-Han Mo: Are you there? 】

[Customer service chirp: Yes, Hanshen. 】

[Prince-Han Mo: Why can't I follow people who I want to follow? 】

[Customer service chirp: Huh?Normally it is impossible, can you show me the screenshot of the interface? 】

Han Mo intercepted Yan Yibing's account homepage.

Click to follow, and the above shows that the attention failed.

[Customer service chirp: ... Hanshen, this is because the other party has set a ban on following. 】

[Prince-Han Mo: Let me fix it, I want to pay attention to him. 】

[Customer service chirp: Uh... I don't have this permission, this is the other party's personal account after all. 】

[Prince-Han Mo: He is on your opposite platform, and his contract has five years left. You don’t want to recruit him within five years. I still have half a year of contract. I will talk about renewing the contract next month. What do you think? 】

[Customer service chirping: QAQ... Hanshen, I've added attention for you here. 】

[Prince-Han Mo: Thank you. 】

[Customer service chirp: You're welcome, as long as you are happy. 】

The author has something to say:

Yan Yibing: Huh?The live broadcast platform reported it.

Han Mo: Don't be angry, be careful, kid.