One punch and one scum attack [Quick Transmigration]

[NYT treatment is really good,? Is it one per capita? ]

[Is there still time to join the team? ]

[Is it because of Ruan Ze?After Ruan Ze came, did Jian Shen need to watch others wash his eyes? ]

[Ruan Ze, miserable. ]

[I feel sorry for Zeshen,? How can Zeshen hang around in NYT like this! ]

[If Zeshen plays well next season, can you send him one too? ]

The moment the nonsense was uttered, Jing Liqun didn't think about getting back, and said bluntly, "He? Wait, no matter what, it's my turn first, isn't it?"

[What kind of brother Qunzi do you like? ]

[Can it be as good-looking as Jianshen's? ]

[Don't make trouble, our group of brothers like the younger sister with big waves and yellow hair. ]

[I didn't expect NYT to be such a luxurious place, I was moved. ]

[Add one,? Who can't be moved? ]

The joke was about the same, Luo Chengyun passed behind him again, causing a small commotion in the barrage again, Jing Liqun coughed twice to cover up, sat up slightly, and concentrated on the live broadcast.

Luo Chengyun had only left for 2 minutes, and the direction of the barrage completely changed, and he began to feel sorry for him.

[Has Zeshen been hit to the point of autism? Don’t be sad,? Work hard,? You can have it next year. ]

[I didn't expect Jianshen to be such a duplicity person,? Ze Jian's CP broke. ]

[We Zeshen,? The typical ugly and miserable. ]

He just went to the toilet, why can't he understand what the barrage is saying after he comes back?

He didn't realize that the teammates who usually yelled were unusually silent today.

When Luo Chengyun remembered that there was a teammate in the training room who was broadcasting live, he called him: "Jing Liqun,? Double row?"

Jing Liqun, who was named, shook his hand, and he didn't meet the gun. This one was cold, and his voice was too cowardly: "No, I can't affect the feel of my solo king."

[Hahahaha just you? ]

[Let's return to the king of solo queue and the king of skydiving. ]

[Don't scold, don't scold, can't Brother Qunzi feel guilty? ]

"Forget it." Luo Chengyun didn't force him, and he had nothing to say about the barrage that repeatedly asked him to play with Jing Liqun.

[It seems that the news of internal discord in NYT is true. ]

[Does Jing Liqun dislike us Zeshen? ]

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Luo Chengyun stopped the rhythm himself, and brought it over in a joking tone, "It's just fine if he doesn't come, I still think he's bad."

The news that Jing Liqun uttered casually that day was secretly spread to the outside world, one by one from the viewers who watched the live broadcast, and finally more and more people knew about it.

Afterwards, Jing Liqun contacted the screen recording team privately and withdrew the screen recording for that day.

As long as things don't come to light, everyone will act as if nothing happened.

During Luo Chengyun's live broadcast, there were a lot of messy bullet screens. Even if someone accidentally leaked something, he would not take it to heart. As the volume of live broadcasts became larger and larger, he faced the same problems that all major anchors would encounter. Shuiyou specially arranged a game with him to snipe him.

In order to hone his reaction ability, he did not turn on the delay of the live broadcast, and only chose places with many people to jump and kill as many people as possible. Of course, it is easy to die suddenly at the beginning. The overall game experience is 3 minutes, and waiting and skydiving accounted for two and a half minutes.

Occasionally, there were a few barrage riots, because he met Lan Yuan in the game.

[Blue Yuan is in the same game as you. ]

[You are lined up together. ]

[Lan Yuan is crossing the bridge, block him! ]

The number of people in the ladder segment is limited, and Luo Chengyun often meets professional teams, but since half a month ago, Lan Yuan joined the ladder, and his technology has improved by leaps and bounds. The anchor, often meets Luo Chengyun in the game.

Most of the time, the two of them couldn't meet. Even if someone from the barrage double-opening live broadcast room reported the point, Luo Chengyun didn't go out to find Lan Yuan, and beat himself according to the normal rhythm.

Until one time in the final round, Lan Yuan threw a thunderbolt at his feet, and the blind cat ran into a dead mouse, and it happened to be thrown to the place where Luo Chengyun was hiding, sending him out early.

[That's it?Still playing professionally, let's retire early while not playing. ]

[Why do people who can't even beat blue dollars enter NYT? ]

[Cai Cai Cai Cai Cai. ]

He has seen a lot of simple taunts, and when he met Lan Yuan again in the last three rounds and killed him with the gun, Luo Chengyun, who had been silent for a long time, opened the mic and said: "Throwing mine may blow me up, but I will definitely kill him with the gun." won't lose."

[handsome!That jerk took my heart away. ]

[66666]

[Ze Shen is domineering! ]

Lan Yuan began to snipe him for a few rounds, and when he found that he couldn't beat him, he no longer held on to him. Instead, he seemed to avoid him deliberately. Lan Yuan didn't turn on the camera in the live broadcast room, and only showed his hands. It was clearly visible that there was a hole at the base of his little finger. A small mole, fluent operation.

Facing the barrage scolding him for being cowardly, Lan Yuan continued to maintain his pure and kind image: "Since he doesn't want to see me, then I can only stay away from him, and I can't let me retreat every round with him game?"

[Lanlan is so nice. ]

[So gentle Lanlan, I don't understand why Ruan Ze's dogs just clung to you. ]

[The powder follows the master, the stench is chant. ]

Since the transformation of Lanyuan, those who insisted on him and said that his skills are not good can't find a place to hack him. Lanyuan has firmly established himself as the first brother of White Cat Live. With the strong support of the platform, his popularity has returned. Peak, attracted many new fans, and took two completely different paths from Luo Chengyun.

When he entered NYT, Luo Chengyun's focus was not on live broadcasting, but mainly to get in touch with his teammates better. Fortunately, it's still early in the next season, and they still have a long time to get in touch.

The weekly summary, as well as the recent status of the players, need to be constantly adjusted.

The coach was talking about regular inspections, Luo Chengyun looked down at his phone, openly deserted under the coach's nose, and sent a message to Jian Heng: [Jane God, what are you having for dinner tonight? ]

The screen of Jian Heng's mobile phone lit up, and after reading the message, he glanced at Luo Chengyun, who was smiling tacitly at him, and Jian Heng also took advantage of the situation and replied to him: [I don't know. ]

Luo Chengyun: [There is a new restaurant nearby, do you want to make an appointment for hot pot? ]

Jian Heng: [Approx. ]

"And you." Jian Heng's smiling face was caught by the manager who had just entered the door, "How long is the live broadcast this month? Forgot again? If you, as the boss, can't set an example, how should the employees below see you?"

At the same time, the manager brought Luo Chengyun to the side, and was caught off guard by his face, which was still a bit magical: "Except for Jian Heng, your time length is the second last in our team. Just joined the team, don't drift away."

Both Luo Chengyun and Jian Heng saw helplessness in each other's eyes.

Jian Heng picked up the phone and sent him a message: [Can't make an appointment. ]

Luo Chengyun smiled wryly: [Order takeaway. ]

It was rare for the coach to take a look at the two of them: "Since we have to make up time, let's go together, so that we can get acquainted with each other."

Jian Heng was a little surprised. He has no enthusiasm for the live broadcast industry because every minute of the live broadcast is a torment for him. In order to delay time, he even played a dress-up game at the instigation of fans. Tucao aesthetic bad batch.

He had expected another rough time tonight.

Luo Chengyun agreed one step ahead of him: "Okay."

After discussing the current problems of the team, everyone disbanded. Chang Xun and Jing Liqun, as model workers in the team, broadcast the full live broadcast time as early as the beginning of the month. When others started rushing to work at the end of the month, they lived in style.

The two made an appointment to go to the team next door to grab a meal.

Only Luo Chengyun and Jian Heng were left in the training room.

Except for the faint light of the computer screen, the room was pitch-black. The two walked side by side. Luo Chengyun approached the wall, and when he reached the switch, he didn't turn on the light immediately.

The pace stopped at the same time.

"Why don't you turn on the light?" Jian Heng approached him, pressing the switch with one hand.

This action made Jian Heng's whole body stick to him. At the moment when the light came on, Jian Heng couldn't stand still. Luo Chengyun grabbed him firmly with one hand, and subconsciously stepped back, just touching the button on the wall. , the environment that had just brightened fell into darkness again.

Almost hugged together.

In the dark, Luo Chengyun asked: "Captain, do you not like me, or is there something dissatisfied with my appearance?"

The voice sounded a little wronged, and Jian Heng immediately denied it: "No, no."

"why?"

After joining the team for so long, Jian Heng is not even as close to him as when he was separated from the Internet at first, which made Luo Chengyun wonder if there is something about him that made Jian Heng feel dissatisfied.

Jian Heng was short of breath, and it took him a while to admit in a low voice: "I like it."

Jian Heng, who is omnipotent in NYT, is facing the biggest test in his life at this moment. No one has ever honed his expressive ability like this.

Because I like it so much, I don't know what to do.

"Really?" Luo Chengyun confirmed with him.

"En." Jian Heng's voice was firm.

The moment the light came on, Luo Chengyun realized that Jian Heng's face was a little red, and when he thought about it carefully, when Jian Heng was close to him, his palms were very hot.

Jian Heng was next to him, Luo Chengyun pressed the lock screen password, and from the corner of his eyes, he was still watching Jian Heng, who looked dazzling under the light.

Jian Heng roughly adjusted the camera, and after making sure that Luo Chengyun would not be caught in the camera, he turned on the live broadcast.

[Today's God Jane can also kill me with his face. ]

[Why is Jane's face red, is it because she has a fever? ]

[Take good care of your body. ]

While logging into the game, Jian Heng took the time to glance at the barrage, and responded: "I'm fine, maybe the temperature of the air conditioner is too high, it's a little hot."

[Jane God, Jane God, when will you bring out your male pet for everyone to see? ]

[That is, don’t hide good things from yourself, we want to see them too. ]

[Although beauty is detrimental to the country, God Jane remembers to take good care of her body! ]

Looking at these bullet screens, Jian Heng reacted for a long time, the expression on his face became more and more confused, and he asked in a daze: "What male favorite, why don't I know?"