What kind of experience is it to have a group pet bamboo horse [E-sports]

Lian Que hurried back after helping AK teammates, and when he got close, he suddenly felt that the atmosphere was not right.

Obviously when he left, the two had already gotten to know each other a lot because of the game, so why did he only leave for a while, and the atmosphere became subtle again.

Although he noticed it, he couldn't explain it clearly in front of the two of them at the moment, so he pretended he didn't notice it, smiled, sat back in his seat, glanced at Qiao Hui's phone, and wondered, "Why did you suddenly get solo? What did you two bet on again?"

AK was surprised when he heard the words: "Do you still want to gamble in solo?"

Lian Que corrected: "It's not gambling|gambling, just occasionally to increase the fun, we will make an agreement before the start."

AK regretted: "I don't even know, can I make it up now?"

Hearing his question, Lian Que knew that Qiao Hui probably lost, and he said, "Of course not."

AK pursed his lips, thought for a while and said, "Then let's start the game again, this time we made an agreement in advance, if I win, Qiao will be my boyfriend and abandon Sickle."

Lian Que raised his eyes, and a hint of danger flashed in his eyes: "You fight with me first, and if you lose, go back to your hometown to inherit the family business."

When AK heard this, his face collapsed immediately: "Well, let's not compare, let's not compare."

Later, AK wanted to ask them to go out for dinner together.

Lian Que glanced at the time and said, "No, I still have something to do when I go back."

AK said "Oh", and didn't force him to stay, just looked at Qiao Hui with a smile, and shook his phone at him: "Let's solo together next time."

Qiao Hui forced a smile.

After leaving the base, the two got into the car.

Lian Que closed the car door, took a quick look at Qiao Hui, and saw him sitting blankly, his eyes drooping naturally, and he didn't know what he was looking at.

He frowned, leaned over, and just raised his hand to help him fasten his seat belt, but the latter immediately straightened up and subconsciously grabbed his wrist.

Lian Que looked at his grasped hand and smiled softly: "Even if you want to do something to me, don't be at the gate of their base."

Qiao Hui woke up like a dream, and shook off his hand all at once.

Lian Que was helpless: "Put on your seat belt first."

The car started and drove away from the villa area.

After a while, Lian Que asked, "What do you want to eat tonight?"

Qiao Hui shook his head, lacking energy: "Don't eat, I've been out for a day, go back early in the evening, and have more training."

Lian Que raised his eyebrows: "I lost only one solo game, why are you so stimulated? You don't eat lunch on the rest day, do you need to train more?"

It wasn't because Qiao Hui lost the solo, but because he felt inexplicably irritable.But if you really want him to say why, he can't say it.

He felt that he might be coming to his uncle.

Lian Que saw the anxiety on his face through the rearview mirror, and asked, "What happened to you and AK? Ever since I came back, I felt something was wrong with you."

Qiao Hui took a deep breath and pretended to be calm: "It's okay, we're just playing games."

Lian Que obviously didn't believe it, "If you don't tell me, I can ask him."

Qiao Hui said, "It's really nothing."

He wanted to find something to talk about to distract this matter, so he curled the corners of his mouth and said with force, "I really want to say something... AK just told me about you for a long time while you were away, a lot of black history , I don’t even know.”

Lian Que was silent for a few seconds, "So... are you jealous?"

Qiao Hui choked, rolled his eyes and stopped talking.

After a while, he called out: "Lian Que."

Lian Que: "?"

Qiao Hui gritted his teeth: "Will you die if you don't say nasty words?"

Sending Qiao Hui back to the base, as soon as the car stopped, Qiao Hui unfastened his seat belt, opened the door, and got out of the car without leaving a moment.

Lian Que looked at his back through the car window, thought for a while, rolled down the car window and said, "Qiao Hui..."

Before he could finish speaking, Qiao Hui suddenly ran away, and rushed into the gate of the base almost instantly.

Lian Que: "..." He didn't intend to make any flirty remarks this time.

Back at the base, Qiao Hui walked towards the room wearily, but was suddenly stopped by the manager Wen Jun when he passed the training room.

Wen Jun was holding a big bag in his arms, and there were several pieces of clothes piled up in disorder.

"This is the new sweater that our Taobao store is going to put on recently. You guys have been wearing it for live broadcasts recently, and promote it for us." Wen Jun lifted his glasses and stuffed the bag in his arms to Qiao Hui. It’s already finished, these are all yours, there are only three styles of clothes, the rest are just different colors, you can choose what you like to wear, and you can also sign your name on Weibo to draw a lottery, anyway, it’s for publicity, as long as the goal is achieved .”

Qiao Hui nodded and said hello.

Wen Jun said again: "They are all broadcasting live now. If you have nothing to do at night, you can follow along with the broadcast. There are competitions in the past few months. I know you have worked hard. When I look back, I will treat you to go out for a while. pause."

Qiao Hui calculated the duration of his live broadcast this month, and it was indeed a lot worse.

In the past few months, he has been competing continuously. Except for the competition day, he is basically busy with training. He has almost no time for live broadcast.

Wen Jun finished explaining what he wanted to tell him, and immediately went to other things.

Qiao Hui carried the pile of clothes and continued to go upstairs. As soon as he arrived at the door, Wen Jun came back again: "By the way, I almost forgot, there will be an official interview in two days, and each team is asked to recommend a star player. I asked After drinking, he told you to go."

Qiao Hui said "Oh" and asked casually, "Where are you going?"

Wen Jun said: "I picked a few team bases, and then we will divide them into groups. You seem to be in a group with WIN, but we have not yet decided whether to go to WIN or not."

Qiao Hui: "...Can I apply for a team change?"

Wen Jun blinked: "The groups are arranged according to the degree of topic. If you want to change, then use these few days to get some gossip with others."

Qiao Hui: "... I seem to suddenly know why the captain chose me."

Back in the room, Qiao Hui took a quick shower, then changed into the clothes Wen Jun had just given him, and went downstairs to broadcast live.

When he entered the room, Bai Jian just won a round and was beeping blindly at the camera.

Hearing the sound of the door, he raised his head and saw Qiao Hui coming back, his stinky pretentious face suddenly turned into a gossip face, "Piaoyou, the wood god is back? How is the date?"

Every one of Bai Ren's fans is also a gossip. When they heard that Qiao Hui was going on a date, they all sent barrages to ask for details.

Bai Ren glanced at the barrage, and said regretfully: "I don't know the details. The Woodcutter went out before seven o'clock in the morning. I heard that he even dressed up carefully. Unfortunately, I was still sleeping at that time, and I didn't have anything. See."

Fans were not able to satisfy their hearts of gossip and expressed their disappointment.

While comforting the fans, Bai Jian restarted a game.

Just after choosing the hero, someone on the barrage said: [The God of Woodcutters is on the air! 】

In the blink of an eye, the flow of people on Baijian's side dropped by half.

Bai Ren held his breath, and was about to scold someone, when someone posted another message on the barrage: [Sparrow God has entered the live broadcast room of Wood God! 】

This time, more than half of the crowd was directly divided, and only a small half of Buddhist fans remained. They did not swipe the screen or give gifts, just like a robot given by the system.

Bai Jian played the game violently, venting all his anger on the opposite player.

It happened that Cheng Yaojin was in line with him, he was meat, and he had three layers inside and three layers outside, and he was wearing several meat outfits, so he couldn't even beat him.

On the opposite side, Cheng Yaojin and him touched each other with skills a few times, and suddenly stood still, letting the white blade output.

Bai Ren felt that this person was not provocative, and was about to show off his extraordinary operation and let him see the level of professional players, but at this moment, a chat message popped up——

[All] Is the cute CP sugary?Hello, I am a Qiaoqiao fan, and also a Queqiao CP fan^_^

Bai Ren couldn't play anymore, he felt that his young heart was hurt by the critical blow of the dog man next door.

The author has something to say: Qiao Hui: Blame me?

Today, the computer is suddenly awkward... The document is backed up every minute, and it keeps freezing during the backup, and the webpage cannot be opened. Once it is turned on, the whole computer freezes. It is really scary. I didn't save the manuscript again OTZ