Shock!Gaming god is my first love

That night, Feng Yan, who was really impatient after being urged by the live broadcast platform, started the live broadcast.

Not long after the live broadcast started, a lot of analysis poured into the live broadcast room.

[Damn, I'm not dazzled, Feng Yan, this big pigeon, actually started broadcasting! 】

[In my lifetime series, I want to cherish the days when God of Pei opened the live broadcast. 】

[The management staff of the live broadcast platform shed tears of excitement. 】

【The master's youth is over, Pei God actually started a live broadcast. 】

……

Feng Yan adjusted the device and quickly opened the game software.

[There is still a live broadcast with a head!It's not easy to have a head and a voice. 】

[Is this the benefit of resigning?As soon as I resign, I will start a live broadcast. Resignation is high! 】

Feng Yan casually clicked on the ranking, and called up the barrage assistant.

He watched it carefully for a few seconds, and suddenly smiled: "As for it? I just... haven't broadcast it for a month, and you guys seem to have missed it for half a year."

As soon as he finished speaking, it was revealed that there was a superman speaking.

[Friendly reminder, you have not started the broadcast for 45 days, and the cumulative unfinished time is 300 hours. 】

"Damn." Feng Yan was stunned for a moment, then smiled.

What is an instant slap in the face?This is!

"How can I finish broadcasting for 300 hours, I just hang up the live broadcast and go to sleep."

The barrage was instantly overwhelmed by "hahahaha".

Feng Yan's computer interface jumped up, and it showed that it was a match.

After becoming a coach, Feng Yan rank played a lot less, but even so, he still has a master in the rank of the national server.

Although it can't be compared with professional players, it must be the best among coaches.

Feng Yan flexed her wrist, and officially started today's live broadcast with a speech in the second sentence.

"Tremble, your mid laner is back."

-

At the same time, in the mathematics office of No. [-] Middle School.

Today's evening self-study in class 12 is not mathematics, but Lin Pei is still in class, partly because he is the head teacher, and partly because his math papers have not been completely corrected.

The whole office was quiet. Except for those who went to class, the rest of the teachers were basically correcting the papers. The whole office could only hear the rustling sound of the tip of the pen across the paper.

At this moment, a notification popped up on Lin Pei's mobile phone.

[yanpei is live broadcasting on the seafood platform, everyone is welcome to come and watch. 】

Lin Pei's hands paused while correcting the paper, and he looked up, frowning slightly.

This is the power of big data.He just finished searching [yanpei] in the morning, and in the evening, his mobile phone started sending him related news.

Lin Pei's finger hesitated for a while on the notification, and finally pressed it.

This microblog is an automatic live broadcast notification, and there is a link attached to it. Just touch the link with your fingertips, and the mobile phone will start to automatically download the seafood platform app.

Lin Pei watched the progress bar jump up little by little, and clicked in with some compromise.

Just take it as fate, just take a look.

He just opened the live broadcast room at one o'clock, and the man's voice rang in his ears.

"Who said that I am not a coach anymore, I just rested for a year."

This voice rang out in the quiet office, it was very obvious.

The teachers next to me poked their heads out to look around, and Teacher Zhang was even more curious: "This voice sounds familiar, who is watching Yanpei's video?"

"!!!" Lin Pei quickly exited the live broadcast room.

The heart stalled for a moment, and Lin Pei's earlobe was a little red when he heard the pounding heartbeat in his ears.

No one responded for a long time, Teacher Zhang stretched his neck: "Mr. Wang, are you reading it? Have you finished correcting your paper?"

"Fart, which one of your eyes saw me fishing, I made my head bigger when I corrected the paper."

"..."

Teacher Zhang looked around and didn't find any suspicious persons. He couldn't help but start to doubt himself: "Could it be that I got it wrong?"

Lin Pei pursed his lips and said nothing.

He has never paid attention to e-sports, and he is relatively indifferent, so no one suspects him.

Perhaps this voice broke the silence, and the teachers began to discuss the math results while correcting the papers.

"The test questions this time are not difficult. They answered in a mess. With this level of the eight-school joint exam, our school won't be at the bottom, right?"

"It's so embarrassing. If I change a picture, I will be angry. I don't know how many times I have told this knowledge point. There are still so many people who are wrong."

"Is it because we are too demanding of him? You can make mistakes in giving sub-questions! Look at the fifth question, I have changed it to eight or nine choices of C, and I am so mad."

Lin Pei's heart was beating loudly, he lowered his head to correct two papers, finally couldn't hold back, and took out his earphones.

As soon as the earphones were put on, the outside sound was cut off a lot, and when the live broadcast room was turned on, the man's voice seemed to be attached to the eardrum, and it was poured into the ear at once.

"This version of the little murloc is not strong...Why do I play? Because this hero is based on the ID, even if the version is reversed, I can kill randomly. You must not learn from me, I am not responsible for being reported."

The tone of the voice was a little raised, it sounded clear and arrogant, but it had an unexpected charm.

Lin Pei is not very good at understanding the content of the game. He watched the villains operating in it walking back and forth.

"Mr. Lin? Teacher Lin?!"

Lin Pei flicked his fingertips and almost locked the screen of his phone. He took off an earphone and turned around pretending to be calm: "What's wrong?"

"Ms. Li asked you, what is the highest score in your class?"

Lin Pei flipped through the revised answer sheet: "Now the highest score is 145, which is a multiple-choice question."

"Oh, that's not bad, I'm very up-to-date. The last question of the multiple-choice question is indeed too difficult."

"Oh, I don't have a single one over 140 in my class so far, I'm so mad."

Seeing that they changed the topic after a few words, Lin Pei breathed a sigh of relief.It was not easy for him to plug both ears, so he only wore one earphone and began to use it three ways.

Correct the papers, listen to the teacher's discussion, and... watch the live broadcast.

Just as he was so distracted, the sound effects of the game sounded in the earphones.

Double? kill! triple? kill! Quadra? kill! Penta? kill!

The crystal exploded in response, and the barrage began to swipe the screen frantically.

Feng Yan looked at the settlement interface of this game, he became the MVP as expected.

Thanks to "pei god is really awesome" for sending 5 rockets

Thanks to "Pei God's Little Wife" for sending 5 planes

Thanks to "Pei God's Underground Girlfriend" for sending 3 planes

It takes 2 minutes to thank you for the gift...

Lin Pei's face became more and more dull. He didn't look at the screen at all, and put the phone upside down on the table, and seriously corrected the test paper. The man's voice was still ringing in the earphones.

"Isn't it normal to transfer to a free agent when the contract arrives?"

"The team is not considering it for the time being... Which teams are connected? I can't tell you this, keep it secret."

"Where did you hear it? Who said I won't be a coach in the future."

Lin Pei was taken aback for a moment, and couldn't help but picked up the phone again and turned it over.

In the lower right corner of the screen, the man is leaning on the gaming chair. He is obviously in a very lazy Ge Youpan posture, but he feels unrestrained and handsome for no reason.

The bullet screens were swiped one by one.

Feng Yan just squinted his eyes and looked back.

"Yes, I plan to take a year off. No reason, just want to take a break."

The man on the small window in the lower right corner of the screen stretched and smiled.

"It's not that I won't come back, there's nothing to cry about."

"You can't ask anything else..."

He said to ask something else, and the barrage really started to care about his life.

[Pei God used to stay at the base every New Year, but now he has left the club. Doesn’t he want to be alone during the New Year? 】

"It's true which pot is not opened and which pot to carry." The man in the camera smiled, but he was not angry: "But this year...unfortunately, I already have a place to celebrate the New Year."

Frying pots started on the entire barrage.

[No way, no way, the rumors are true?You don't really have a girlfriend, do you? 】

Feng Yan smiled: "Not yet, but...maybe soon."

Countless question marks and exclamation marks were blown up on the barrage.

Lin Pei froze in place.

On the screen, Feng Yan has already entered a new game, and the sound from the earphones is still ringing.

"Why can't I have a girlfriend? This is a stereotype, you need to change it."

"A goal? Of course there is, even if I tell you, you don't know each other."

"It's not a lie. You don't believe me when I tell you, but you insist on asking... just say whether you owe it or not."

Lin Pei's expression became duller as he listened. He moved his stiff fingers, laughed at himself, and silently turned off the phone.

Also, nine years have passed, what are you still looking forward to?

Even if that ID is really related to him, Feng Yan has nothing to do with him now.

He should have someone he likes, and he should also find a girlfriend.

As for their story, it is over long ago.

-

Feng Yan had no idea that the person she threatened to pursue was watching his live broadcast.

After the broadcast, Feng Yan lay on the gaming chair, held a frozen Coke, and took a sip.The air conditioner in the room was fully turned on, and the carbonated drink flowed into the stomach, giving it an extra refreshing feeling.

He has been training intensively in the e-sports circle all these years, working intensively, and he really doesn't know what to do when he is free. It would be great if he could meet Lin Pei.

Feng Yan turned over and stood up holding the Coke.

He pushed open the door of the master bedroom, and raised a bottle to his friend who was chasing happily inside.

"Hey, 69. You can ask me again, does he really have no time to meet?"

69 Tan Tanshou, he operated the mobile phone, called up the chat interface, and handed it to Feng Yan: "Hey, see for yourself."

"He said he didn't have time to meet. When the holiday time came out, he would directly book a train ticket. You probably have to meet at the train station."

Feng Yan looked at the words on the phone and gritted her teeth.

"Then how long will they be on vacation?"

"One month?"

The room was silent.

69 couldn't bear it, and comforted him: "I heard from my nephew that they are about to take the eight-school joint exam. Lin Pei is now a third-year math teacher and class teacher, so it's normal to be busy..."

"I understand the truth." Feng Yan frowned.

But it's too miserable not to see my wife for a month, and I can only live broadcast.

He lowered his head and took a sip of Coca-Cola, thinking: "You said... how about I pretend to be a student's parent and go to school to meet him?"

69 made a blank face with no expression.

"not so good."