The person I like is the background wall

"Good guy, hey, hey, Sagittarius is on the mic! Can you hear me?" Yang Zai was having a CP with someone else, and Chen Yanfei felt like his home-raised cabbage was being poked by a pig. As soon as he entered the game, he let the memory go wheat.

This ranking continues the division of labor of the previous five players, against Lu Zhang Nanyang, jungler Chen Ziang, mid laner Liangmu, developing Lu memory, and assisting Chen Yanfei.

"what happened?"

"Hold the grass, what a man." The memory turned on, and when Chen Yanfei heard the man's voice, he said decisively, "You shameless seduce our dick! You are so coquettish!" .”

"It's not bad, it's CP, if you don't flirt, you have no characteristics, no characteristics, how can Yang Yang still like me." I remember talking to Zhang Nanyang's other roommates for the first time, but it was very cheeky, But if he was asked to team up with Zhang Nanyang to open the mic alone, he would be inexplicably timid, nervous, and bump into the deer.

FirstBlood Gongsunli killed Marco Polo

"Li Xin." This Zhang Nanyang is playing Li Xin, he was a younger brother before the fourth level.

[Our side] Li Xin:?

"You turn on the microphone, so I can know what you are talking about." Yi Jianqiu wanted Zhang Nanyang to turn on the microphone. He hadn't heard Zhang Nanyang's voice today.

[Our side] Li Xin: Are you not in the live broadcast room?

When I was in the fifth row with Memories, Memories never said that I needed to use the microphone to cooperate with me. They all communicated purely through eye contact and brainwaves.

"You get down from the upper bunk, and I'll enter the live broadcast room right away." The molesting words came into the eardrums through the earphones, Zhang Nanyang hadn't had time to blush, but the sound of Chen Yanfei hitting the iron railing on the lower bunk spread throughout the dormitory.

"Hiss~ Gan! I just want to go to bed."

Chen Ziang: "I think you are envious."

"Who do you envy? Do you envy this real estate manager?" Chen Yanfei struggled for the last time, and chatted with Chen Ziang.

……

"No, there are a lot of people in the Liangmu studio." Zhang Nanyang didn't care about the other two, he turned on the mic and recalled the joke he had made with him earlier.

"It means, if there are few people, are you willing to show your face to me in his live broadcast room?"

"I don't want to! Hey! I was caught." Zhang Nanyang didn't pay attention to the grass, and was caught by the jungler on the other side when he went out to grab the spirit of the river.

"Who chased and killed my Yangyang?"

Zhang Nanyang listened to the memory and finished saying this sentence, and saw him rushing from the bottom lane to the dragon pit on the top lane with his skills, and directly crushed the opposite jungler to death in the dragon pit.

"Hold the grass." Cai Wenji, the assistant who just rushed to the middle lane, let out a sigh of emotion: "Forget it, I'm still in the middle lane, Liang Mu, eat my poisonous milk! Dad loves you!"

The memory of Gongsunli helped Zhang Nanyang pull out a tower on the top road before returning to the bottom road to develop.Afterwards, he didn’t use the mic any more to say something provocative. The shooter of memory has always been reliable when talking to people. He carried all the way and flew all the way. Even Chen Ziang couldn’t help using the mic to praise: “Brother 6, this is being carried away. It feels really cool."

"I was taken by Yangzi before, but now I am taken by Yangzi's cp, anyway, I am willing to be a useless little waste." Chen Yanfei quickly climbed onto the bed while returning to the crystal recovery state.After going up, he still didn't forget to nod and praise Zhang Nanyang who was on the diagonally opposite bed: "Good for cp, this tool guy is very good." Zhang Nanyang smiled at him. In the game, he was squatting in the grass with Gongsun Li.

BiuBiu: Hehe, you played well

Seven seconds in my memory: Hehe, good fight

……

"Really, if we continue to play this way, we will be the king in two days." Early the next morning, the excited Chen Yanfei was there reminiscing about the game match last night.

Wait, why use the word again?Zhang Nanyang plucked his sleepy hair, yawned and climbed down to the lower bunk.

Barrage: -What's going on?Why is Yangzi so punctual today? -

- I heard that the host's roommate is in cp with the host's roommate? -

-Even Yangzi has cp, but I don't have it yet, Android Q area, cpdd-

……

"You guys are quite gossipy. You're still reading about what happened last night and this morning. Let's leave a way for the singles, okay?" Liang Mu saw that his roommates had woken up, so he turned on the microphone to interact with the barrage.

Barrage: -Cn is recruiting new teammates, anchor, do you know-

-The anchor is at this age, even if Cn is recruiting new teammates, what does it have to do with him, you still expect college students to drop out of school to play professionally? -

- what the hellThe hostility in the live broadcast room early in the morning was so fierce-

……

Liang Mu: "I have noticed this news, it is a decision made by other clubs, besides, the current team does not have two or three substitutes to play in rotation, Cn has only changed one support in three years, it is also a maverick .”

Zhang Nanyang came in after brushing his teeth and listened to Liangmu's analysis of the recent situation of the Cn team. He sorted out the textbooks for today's class without a single pause. It was not until he entered the classroom that Liangmu's words that Cn recruited new players echoed in his ears again.He took out his mobile phone, and wanted to check on Weibo, but it happened that a memory message came.

Autumn in Autumn: Good morning, you woke up so punctually today, it’s not in line with your usual style

Biu Biu:? ? ?What about mocking me?

Autumn in Autumn: So what?So why don't you have a lazy bed today?

The memory news distracted Zhang Nanyang's attention in a timely manner.

BiuBiu: Because today is Professor Yao's class, I don't want to be late. If I get up late and can't get a seat, I have to sit in the front row. It's miserable to sit in the front row!

The two chatted until the memory reminded him to go to class first. Zhang Nanyang remembered what he had to do before. The finger on the Weibo icon did not move. He looked up at the professor who had already started giving a lecture on the podium. I dropped my phone and definitely started listening to the class.Likes and impulses are only temporary, and attention and curiosity are just a whim. If you know that there is no result, don’t do it again. It’s better to cherish the people in front of you and enjoy the present time. Why make yourself feel guilty?

Zhang Nanyang, who thought he had thought very clearly, had made a new decision the moment he locked the phone. Only the shining stars to look up at could belong to him.Thinking of this, he unlocked the phone again, and couldn't help sending a message to his memory.

BiuBiu: What's your name?

Autumn in Autumn: My name, I hope I can tell you face to face, usually, you can call me Qiu

BiuBiu: Autumn?Autumn in autumn?

Autumn in Autumn: Why don't you have a good class, baby?Want to chat with me?

Zhang Nanyang didn't reply after reading the message, but put the phone back into his trouser pocket.

What, why are you calling baby indiscriminately? He didn’t really want to chat with him, but he suddenly asked his name out of curiosity, and he didn’t get an answer after asking... But it hasn’t been more than a minute, and Zhang Nanyang couldn’t help it. He took out his mobile phone, and first changed a note to Autumn: Autumn.

Then he quickly replied with a beating emoticon, and after the reply, he quickly put the phone back into his pocket again, and then sat upright and began to attend the class.The uninterrupted movement caused the classmates beside him to look at him strangely several times.

But I don’t know what’s going on in this class, it’s just that I can’t listen to it, it’s not that he wants to make up his mind, it’s because he can’t help but make up his mind, if the memory uses his voice to call him baby directly...it seems quite... Um…