Grandma, I want to talk to you about life

Because they were separated from Colorful Panda, Wang Xiaoming and Yu Fengjing were the only ones left for the next trip to the comic exhibition, but obviously, both of them were quite happy with this situation.

There is a game exhibition area in this manga exhibition, where several game companies set up stalls. Besides selling games, there is also a game trial area. Because Wang Xiaoming doesn't know much about these, he just silently watched from the sidelines. The young boys gathered together to play, and they seemed to be having a good time. Wang Xiaoming was too embarrassed to show his face, so he told Yu Fengjing that he was sitting on the sidelines and watching, and let Yu Fengjing play alone.

Yu Fengjing obviously also knew that Wang Xiaoming was a gamer, so he smiled and didn't force him.

Sitting on the blue plastic stool not far from the game display area, Wang Xiaoming watched Yu Fengjing standing among the group of half-grown boys, skillfully operating the game handle, and staring at the big screen with a serious expression.

This screen is much larger than the average computer screen, and it is very cool to play games. Whether it is the visual effects on the screen or the sound effects of the stereo, it far exceeds the feeling of playing games at home. The remnants of the battle were gradually attracted by Yu Fengjing's operations on the big screen.

Yu Fengjing was playing a fighting game, and he was fighting a big boy who looked like a college student in his early twenties. This boy was obviously also a gamer, with fast hands, his eyebrows were tightly furrowed, and he was gnashing his teeth Yes, it seems that he has put his whole heart into the game. In contrast, Yu Fengjing's expression is much calmer. Although his expression is also very serious, he seems to be very capable... But the fact is also true.

Soon, the big boy was defeated by Yu Fengjing, and he left the stage with his shoulders drooping.

Several people onlookers looked eager to try, and soon, one of them approached Yu Fengjing, inviting him to fight.

Yu Fengjing raised his eyebrows, smiled and agreed.

Then the second PK match started. Various light effects flashed on the big screen in colorful colors, coupled with the amplified sound effects of the stereo system, it made people feel like they were actually there. Wang Xiaoming watched Yu Fengjing calmly and calmly operate , couldn't help but sweat for him, and stared at the big screen nervously.

This time, Yu Fengjing won again.

While Wang Xiaoming breathed a sigh of relief, he had a somewhat improved view of Yu Fengjing.

To be honest, although he knew that Yu Fengjing played games well, probably because of his age, he inevitably had an old prejudice in his heart, thinking that playing games was not a proper job, but after seeing Yu Fengjing's performance today, he suddenly lost his mind. This kind of prejudice has been removed, because Yu Fengjing's expression is so serious at this time.

Maybe just like that sentence said, serious men are always the most handsome. Looking at such a serious Yu Fengjing, Wang Xiaoming unconsciously approved of such a Yu Fengjing.No matter what kind of thing or career, people who take it seriously are always worthy of respect, especially those who have reached the peak in a certain field, even if they are bad gamblers, if they reach the peak in this field, they will not Being honored by many people as the "King of Gambling"?Of course, Wang Xiaoming thought that his three views were quite upright. If Yu Fengjing was good at gambling instead of playing games, maybe he wouldn't have the feeling of being so high-spirited and proud.

As Yu Fengjing won several games in a row, many people noticed that there was a person who played the game very well. More and more people gathered to watch, and more and more people were eager to try to have a game with Yu Fengjing. .

Looking at Yu Fengjing's serious profile, Wang Xiaoming took out his mobile phone and secretly took a few photos, then stuffed the mobile phone into his pocket as if guilty of guilt.

There were more and more people watching, and Wang Xiaoming suddenly had an ominous premonition.

Most of the people who love to play games are men, and it is rare for a few women to appear occasionally, but at this time, more and more girls gathered around, and several girls even looked at Yu Fengjing in the middle of the field, They seemed to be discussing something in a low voice.

Wang Xiaoming couldn't help pricking up his ears and leaned over to eavesdrop.

"...Why do I feel...that person...seems familiar?"

"He looks so handsome!"

"Enen, he is very handsome, but he looks so familiar!"

"I also feel it when you say that, this figure...does it look familiar?"

"Have you seen the video of the little apple uploaded by the colorful panda before? Why do I think this person looks a bit like a storm..."

"That's right! I think it looks the same when you say it that way, and didn't the pandas say that they are visiting the comic exhibition in City B today? I came here for them today, and I wanted to ask if I could meet them by chance!"

"The game is so good! It must be a storm!"

Wang Xiaoming suddenly had an ominous premonition.

Sure enough, the next moment, a girl came up to her and asked Yu Fengjing excitedly, "Excuse me, are you Jingyu from Station B?"

Yu Fengjing, who just won another player, was stunned for a while, then turned his head to look at the girl.

Seeing that he didn't deny it, the girl immediately screamed in a low voice: "Jingyuda! Hello! I'm your fan! I really like watching your game live video! Can you sign me?"

Yu Fengjing smiled and hummed.

"Great! I'm looking for a pen!" The girl excitedly rummaged through her bag immediately. Because she was too excited, she couldn't find the pen for a while, but she was afraid that Yu Fengjing would wait too long, so she took out a lipstick. Excitedly said, "I'm sorry I didn't find the pen for a while, can you sign one for me with lipstick? Just sign it on the bag!" Her bag is a white fabric bag.

Yu Fengjing frowned, and wrote the words Jingyu on the girl's bag with lipstick.

"Ahhh! I will never wash this bag again! I must treasure it!" The girl took the bag excitedly.

Because of this girl's actions, more and more fans recognized Yu Fengjing, and they all gathered together to ask for autographs and handshakes.

Wang Xiaoming, who was watching outside, was stunned, why did Yu Fengjing look like a big star?

Of course, what Wang Xiaoming didn't know was that since they knew that Colorful Panda Jingyu was coming to the comic exhibition, many of their fans made a special trip to the comic exhibition in City B just to "encounter" or catch them.

Wang Xiaoming didn't know this, but felt that Yu Fengjing was like a star, and a few young and beautiful girls came over to ask for autographs, and they confessed their love with excitement, which made Wang Xiaoming a little heartbroken.

But Yu Fengjing, who was surrounded in the middle, still had a gentle smile on his face, as if he didn't notice Wang Xiaoming's resentment that was enough to condense into reality...

"Old Wang?!! Are you Old Wang?"

Just when Wang Xiaoming was feeling overwhelmed, a voice with a slightly uncertain tone sounded.

Wang Xiaoming turned his head and saw a girl holding a lot of trophies looking at him with bright eyes.

Girl!

It's a girl!

Wang Xiaoming was dazed for a few seconds by the surprise that he had a girl fan, and then fell into the surprise that he was recognized by a girl fan. Just when he was a little shy about admitting it, the girl screamed .

"Ah, it's really Lao Wang! A living Lao Wang! Real people feel good!"

... The smile at the corner of Wang Xiaoming's mouth froze immediately.

Another girl next to that girl, who should be a friend of that girl, stopped her immediately: "Don't say it in front of others!... Even if it is the truth, you can't be so straightforward, people will be unhappy of."

... even more unhappy, okay!

Wang Xiaoming puffed up his cheeks, wanting to refute loudly, it's not my fault!

"Old Wang, Old Wang, I really like your live broadcast... He Jiaochuan, can you sign it for me!" The girl looked at Wang Xiaoming with bright eyes.

Jiao pan can be removed completely!

Wang Xiaoming puffed his cheeks and reluctantly signed the girl's autograph. After signing, the girl signed Wang Xiaoming's handwriting, which she had practiced countless times, and received rave reviews: "Male god, your handwriting is so beautiful! Just like yours! So delicate and comfortable! After I go back, I will definitely post it on Weibo! Well, can I take a photo with you?"

Wang Xiaoming was about to be overwhelmed by the word "male god", but was overwhelmed by the girl's words... Silently swallowing a mouthful of warm blood, Wang Xiaoming nodded with difficulty.

The girl excitedly handed the phone to her friend and asked him to take pictures of her and Wang Xiaoming.

Wang Xiaoming watched the girl walk to his side, and then naturally stretched out his hand...to put his shoulder.

Wang Xiaoming silently looked at the girl's height, and found that she was... about the same height as him.

The height of this girl is about 1.7 meters, but she wears a pair of high heels, and she looks about the same height as Wang Xiaoming. Wang Xiaoming looked at the shoulder height of the girl who was almost the same as his own, and silently swallowed a mouthful of blood in his throat .

With a click, the girl taking the picture made an OK gesture.

"Old Wang, I'm your fan, how about having dinner together later?" the 1.7-meter girl said enthusiastically to Wang Xiaoming.

Wang Xiaoming blinked his eyes, he could see that this girl seemed to have a good impression of him.

If it was in the past, facing such a passionate girl fan, Wang Xiaoming would definitely give up his life to hook up with a girl.

However, now Wang Xiaoming has successfully bent himself... and the most important thing is——

This girl is actually about the same height as me!This is simply unbearable!

"I'm afraid it won't work, we've already made an appointment." Wang Xiaoming was thinking about refusing, but Yu Fengjing on one side broke through from the encirclement of girls' fans and walked in front of them.

Wang Xiaoming looked up, and Yu Fengjing smiled slightly, but his eyes were a little gloomy, and he didn't know why.

"Jingyuda? Are you Jingyuda?" The 1.7-meter girl's eyes lit up again.

Yu Fengjing hooked his lips: "Yes."

"It's okay. If there are too many people, we can call another table. Where are you going to eat later?" The 1.7-meter girl was obviously a fan of Yu Fengjing, and her eyes were so bright that she could light a light bulb.

"...It hasn't been decided yet." Yu Fengjing smiled slightly.

"Oh," the 1.7-meter girl said with some disappointment, "then..."

"They called us just now, we have to take a step first, I'm sorry." Yu Fengjing's smile was a little alienated.

When Wang Xiaoming was dragged away by Yu Fengjing's arm, he was still a little dazed. When did the colorful pandas call them?Did Yu Fengjing's cell phone ring just now?

After walking for more than ten minutes, Yu Fengjing stopped, then reached out and patted Wang Xiaoming's shoulder that was hugged just now.

"...Hey, why didn't you leave? Didn't the chest hair call us?" Wang Xiaoming asked in confusion.

"No," Yu Fengjing calmly stretched out his hand to pinch Wang Xiaoming's face, "I lied to them."

"Oh..." Wang Xiaoming was stunned for a moment, "Why? Those girls are so cute. Sure enough, they know that you lied to them, and you will definitely lose fans!"

"You think they are cute?" Yu Fengjing raised his eyebrows.

Feeling a little ominous, Wang Xiaoming decisively shook his head and denied it with a premonition like a small animal.

"Well, I think so too," Yu Fengjing was satisfied, "None of them are as cute as you."

...Don't feel honored at all, okay? !

Wang Xiaoming snorted, turned his head away with a slightly hot face.

Because it has been recognized by others, the next trip to the comic exhibition may not be safe, Yu Fengjing and Wang Xiaoming simply left the venue early, Wang Xiaoming has been shopping for so long, and the freshness of the comic exhibition has dropped a lot, Yu Fengjing said He wanted to leave, so he followed, but on the way away, they saw two cosplayers, one dressed as Yu Fengjing's profile picture at station B, and the other dressed as Han Yuedao's profile picture at site B, although both were girls, But Wang Xiaoming could tell at a glance that they were cosplaying Jingyu and Hanyuedao.

"Hahahaha, look, someone is actually cosplaying you and Hanyue Dao!" Wang Xiaoming pointed to the two cosplayers for Yu Fengjing in amazement, he thought it was really amazing!What's even more amazing is that the coser of Hanyuedao also added a beard to the avatar of Hanyuedao B station, looking like a vicissitudes old man, and also took a half-moon-shaped prop knife.

Yu Fengjing raised his eyebrows, with a calm expression on his face, as if he was used to it.

Wang Xiaoming still finds it amazing, although he has read on Weibo that many cosplayers will play characters in Can Xue Jinghong's novels, but no cosplayer has ever cosplayed for his novels.He knows that cosplay is a waste of time and money, and it is easy to be thankless, so in his heart, if any coser is willing to cosplay for any work, it must be true love!So the coser in front of me actually cos into a shocking storm, it must be the true love of true love!

...Wang Xiaoming admitted that he was envious and jealous again.

And this envy, jealousy and hatred are double, as for which double, Wang Xiaoming said he would not explain.

The two girls even made various ambiguous gestures for people to take pictures at the request of others.

Wang Xiaoming's eyes widened immediately... Damn it!These two girls are still shocked CP fans!

He was depressed, but Yu Fengjing pinched his face and turned his head forcibly.

"It hurts, it hurts... What are you doing?" Wang Xiaoming patted Yu Fengjing's hand away unhappily, and rubbed the face that Yu Fengjing had squeezed.

"The real person is right in front of you, what are you looking at?" Yu Fengjing said with a smile, and stretched out his hand to pinch the other side of Wang Xiaoming's face, and was slapped away by Wang Xiaoming again.

"That coser is definitely your true fan," Wang Xiaoming stretched out two hands to rub his cheeks, "Are you not touched at all?"

"Well, I'm very touched," Yu Fengjing's tone was very flat, "And then?"

"Then when you're moved, you make a promise with your body..."

"Whether I'm straight or curvy, don't you know the best?" Yu Fengjing raised his eyebrows, deliberately lowered his voice, and whispered in Wang Xiaoming's ear, the scorching breath sprayed on Wang Xiaoming's skin, Wang Xiaoming's whole body was a little bit It's numb.

"I don't know!" Wang Xiaoming avoided Yu Fengjing with flickering eyes.

Yu Fengjing watched Wang Xiaoming hide away like a frightened rabbit, and smiled slightly. That smile made Wang Xiaoming feel a little creepy, as if he saw a big bad wolf with malicious intentions.

The next moment, Yu Fengjing pinched Wang Xiaoming's nape and pulled towards him. Yu Fengjing didn't use much force, but it gave Wang Xiaoming the illusion that a rabbit was caught by a wolf's nape.

At that moment, Wang Xiaoming suddenly had a sense of sight that he was playing "Happy Tutu and Big Big Wolf" with Yu Fengjing...

"It doesn't matter, anyway, you will know later." Yu Fengjing just said this softly, and then let go of the hand that was holding Wang Xiaoming's nape.

Wang Xiaoming shrank his neck, and suddenly he didn't dare to look directly at Yu Fengjing.

Yu Fengjing's aura was too strong, he was not at all like a boy who would turn 19 next week, he was not like those impetuous boys who were eager to prove themselves.He is like an experienced hunter, just silent, quietly dormant and waiting. When the time comes, the prey falls into the trap, then he rushes to tear the prey's throat and kills him with one blow.

Looking at Yu Fengjing's handsome smiling profile, Wang Xiaoming suddenly had an ominous premonition——

He felt as if he was about to fall into a certain trap. Although he had already stepped into half a foot, if it was only half a foot, he could take it back at any time.

But once you step into two feet, there is no possibility of taking them back.

He can only let himself fall into this trap, be caught by the hunter who has been dormant for a long time, and then...

Swallow it into the stomach.