Shock!Gaming god is my first love

Under 69's firm obstruction, Feng Yan's disguise plan was still not carried out.

Due to boss Feng's despotic power, 69 planned to bring his little nephew to the house as a guest on Sunday afternoon.

69's nephew is Lin Pei's student and also Feng Yan's fanboy.

With this relationship, the two sides can be described as having a good time with the host and guest.It not only satisfies the needs of the little nephew Lu Ning to meet idols, but also satisfies Feng Yan's needs of indirect contact with his wife.

When the door of the room was unlocked by the key, Feng Yan was yawning and walking out of the bathroom.

Although he has been away from the e-sports circle for more than a month, his schedule has not been adjusted.He is still a night owl who goes to bed at 69 am and wakes up at [-] pm, and is dubbed by [-] as "working and resting in the underworld".

Feng Yan rubbed her wet hair with a towel, raised her head and glanced at the door: "Didn't you say your nephew is coming today?"

69 squatted at the door to change his shoes, and raised his head when he heard the words: "Here we come."

"Where's the person?" Feng Yan raised his eyebrows slightly, and looked at the empty hallway where there was only one person: "Your nephew can be invisible?"

"?" 69 turned his head, only to realize that the child following him was gone. He poked his head out of the door, and the person huddled behind the door was trembling, with an expression of about to recite it.

69 had a question mark on his face: "What's the matter with you? Didn't you say you want to meet your idol?"

Lu Ning pinched the corner of his clothes: "I'm nervous!"

"Why are you nervous? What's there to be nervous about!" 69 pulled his nephew in with a dark face.

"!!!" The little boy covered his mouth as soon as he saw Feng Yan, he turned his head and patted his uncle's hand vigorously: "Second Uncle! You are really a god of Pei! He is alive!"

"Could it be dead if it's not alive?" Feng Yan couldn't help laughing.

"No, no, that's not what I meant!" The child was so frightened that he jumped three feet high, almost hitting the cabinet at the entrance, but fortunately, 69 Eyes quickly gave him a hand.

Feng Yan couldn't help laughing: "What? Do you want to come over and pinch me to see if I'm a ghost or a human?"

Only then did Lu Ning realize that Feng Yan was joking with him, and he carefully rubbed against Feng Yan's side: "Can I shake your hand?"

Feng Yan stretched out her hand and shook him frankly.

Seeing the child's face blushing with excitement, Feng Yan couldn't help but tease: "You don't want to wash your hands for a month, do you?"

Lu Ning was taken aback for a moment, and two red clouds flew across his face instantly.

Although it was just a thought that flashed through my mind quickly, it still made me feel very ashamed to be exposed by my idol back then.

"It's not necessary." Feng Yan hung the towel aside, and fiddled with the wet ends of her hair twice.He went to the sofa and sat down: "Do you want an autograph?"

The child's eyes lit up: "Yes!"

69 looked at his nephew who was already so excited that he couldn't tell the difference between east, west, north and south, and then looked at a friend who was surprisingly easy to talk, and fell silent.

The kid is so naive, I hope he won't be disillusioned after he knows the real purpose of the idol.

"How are your grades?" Feng Yan waved his hand, and signed his ID on the paper in a chic manner.

Lu Ning did not expect that he would actually care about grades.

"It's...not bad." He blushed a little: "Maybe he can go to a bachelor's degree."

He originally thought that his idol would laugh at him and criticize him, but he didn't expect Feng Yan to just smile: "That's good, much better than I was back then."

"Huh?" Lu Ning was a little taken aback.

"You play games because you can't learn well, otherwise what do you think?" Feng Yan stretched her waist: "How is your head teacher? Is it fierce?"

69 rolled his eyes upon hearing this.

After laying the groundwork for so long, this person finally got to the point.

The little classmate in high school didn't realize that he had been introduced to a strange topic. He thought about it seriously and shook his head.

"Our homeroom teacher is very nice, serious and responsible, although he looks... a bit fierce, but we all like him."

Feng Yan raised her chin: "What do you like about him? Is he handsome?"

"Handsome, many girls in our class like him very much."

Feng Yan raised her eyebrows: "Teacher-student love?"

"Don't dare!" Lu Ning waved his hand quickly: "Our head teacher is serious, and we dare not be presumptuous when he is around."

"I'm a little curious about what you said." Feng Yan narrowed his eyes, thinking carefully: "Do you have any photos?"

"Do you want to see it? I have a sneak shot here..."

Lu Ning hurriedly took out his mobile phone, halfway through the drive, he remembered that his second uncle was sitting behind him, and immediately explained with guilt: "This is not taken by me, but by my classmate. He posted it in the group and I downloaded it..."

Feng Yan didn't care about the origin of this photo, he took the phone and finally saw his first love that he hadn't seen for a long time.

The man on the phone screen was wearing a white shirt, his sleeves were rolled up to his forearms, exposing his bony wrists, and he looked restrained and sexy.A pair of silver-rimmed glasses was placed on the bridge of the nose, and the eyes behind it looked calm and indifferent.

People want to bully him, wrap him out of that calm and indifferent shell, revealing the soft part inside.

"So handsome." Feng Yan whispered silently.

He looked up, and his expression returned to his usual leisurely expression: "Are there any other photos?"

"There are more, but they are not very clear." Lu Ning lowered his head and flipped through the phone's photo album, and showed Feng Yan one by one: "Our school does not allow you to bring mobile phones, these are all secretly taken."

Feng Yan looked over one by one, and the smile in his eyes almost overflowed: "Can you send me a copy?"

"?" Lu Ning stopped moving: "Why does God Pei want these photos?"

"Admiring handsome guys, can't you?" Feng Yan said lightly, but confidently.

The little boy in the third year of high school has never seen such a shameless battle. He was stunned for a moment, then nodded repeatedly: "It should be, I also think the head teacher is very handsome."

Since it was an idol's request, Lu Ning naturally cooperated with all his strength, not to mention...post a photo, and he was added as an idol's friend!It's a huge hit!

Feng Yan downloaded all the original pictures of those photos, long pressed to save, and then slowly raised her head: "With such a handsome head teacher, you must be very motivated to study, right?"

Lu Ning blinked, a little guilty.

"Have you finished your homework for today?"

"No……"

"Are you still in class tonight?"

"Come on, tonight's comprehensive science exam... Ah! There are still two chapters of special exercises to hand in tonight!"

Lu Ning gradually recovered from the excitement of seeing his idol, and finally realized belatedly that he hadn't finished what he was supposed to do.

"Second Uncle, I'm leaving first! I'm going back to school to catch up on my homework."

69 got up quickly, and was about to get the key after changing hands: "I'll take you back."

"No, no, I'll just go back by myself."

Lu Ning turned around quickly, and when he was changing shoes at the door, he remembered something, poked his head out from the cabinet in the entrance: "God Pei, I still have a question."

Feng Yan raised her eyebrows slightly.

He just cheated a few photos from his friend, and he is in a very good mood now: "Ask."

"God Pei, are you really not going to be a coach? After you left, HLK's performance is really bad now, and they have all fallen to the middle and lower reaches of the league..."

69 frowned, "Do you still have time to watch the game?"

"!" Lu Ning swallowed, "I heard from my classmates..."

The more he spoke, the lower his voice became, but he was unwilling to leave immediately: "Then I'll change the question."

Feng Yan was saving face, so she didn't laugh out loud.He nodded: "OK, you ask."

Lu Ning leaned against the cabinet, hesitated and hesitated, and finally mustered up his courage.

"God Pei, you want the photo of our homeroom teacher, do you want to introduce him to a girlfriend?"

"!" Feng Yan still couldn't hold back, and smiled: "What made you have this illusion?"

I don't want to introduce him as a girlfriend, but I want to introduce myself as his boyfriend.

Lu Ning's face turned red, and he scratched his head: "I... I'll just ask."

After finishing speaking, he ran downstairs and disappeared in a flash.

"Hey! Be careful on the road, and send me a text message at school to report that you are safe!" 69 chased to the door and gave several instructions. Seeing that the child had run away and disappeared, he looked back speechlessly.

"Throw it away when you're done using it, it's so ruthless, my God."

"Otherwise, why don't you take him here to play games all afternoon?" Feng Yan stood up and stretched, with a laziness in his voice: "When Lin Pei finds out, he has to chop me up with a knife. The flowers of the motherland that he has worked so hard to cultivate."

As he spoke, he looked down at the cool and handsome male teacher in the photo, and sighed faintly: "Oh, I'm envious."

"Envy what?"

"I can see Teacher Lin every day, I can secretly take pictures of Teacher Lin in class, and if I commit a crime, I can be called to talk alone by him..."

Feng Yan looked up at the sky, sighing sincerely.

"If only I were 18 now."

69 looked at him like he was looking at a strange flower, with the expression of an old man on the subway looking at his mobile phone.

He can guarantee that if this person is really a student of Mr. Lin, he is probably the one who can find fault the most.

Not for anything else, just to cause some trouble for their indifferent and reserved head teacher, and then get called to talk by the head teacher every day with a legitimate name.

It's called a conversation, but it's actually secretly hooking up with the teacher...

Old minded.

"It's a pity." Feng Yan sighed, turned around and walked to the guest room.

When he walked to the door, he thought of something: "By the way, ask your nephew for me, when is their school closed?"

Can't wait to see the photos even more.