I fell off the horse after pretending to be Mengxin

The other party's eagerness seemed to jump out of the screen, with a subtle tension.

Wen Yu suddenly had the illusion of raising a child.

[Mieshishashen]: You can try it.

[Mieshishashen]: Have you ever confessed to others?

There was a moment of silence on the other side.

A message flashed out, unexpectedly brief.

[dmaw]: She is my first love.

No, it should be called the first crush.

Wen Yu slandered.

【dmaw】: Actually,? I'm a little scared.

Seeing this news, a trace of doubt appeared in his heart.

Play games together, especially cooperative games, to a large extent, you can see the micro-knowledge,? See each other's character.

What's the character of the other party? Wen Yu also understood a little bit.

Remember that dmaw to play Bian Que.

Bian Que hero can stack poison, different layers jump different damage, the higher the number of layers, the higher the damage, and the low number of layers often only hurts [-] or [-] points per jump.

The flash he brought.

Walk under the tower at the moment of discovering residual blood, level A plus 2 skills, and flash out of the tower at the moment when he is about to be killed by the defensive tower.

Wen Yu thought he had killed the boss,? Seeing the remaining blood, he wanted to rush.

Bian Que just plainly sent a "retreat" signal, then typed.

"2 seconds."

What two seconds?

Wen Yu didn't care, and turned his gaze away to continue clearing the soldiers, but he didn't expect two seconds later.

The remaining blood on the opposite side was killed by Bian Que.

He clearly remembered that the enemy's blood volume still had a small amount, which was completely below the killing line with the naked eye.

But Bian Que really acted like that,? And it succeeded.

Is he really not an e-sports player?

Self-confidence and even a little pride,? The sharpness in numbers is outrageous.

It's hard for Wen Yu to understand,? How can a person calculate so many skill numbers at the same time, and accurately figure out how much blood the enemy has left for an instant kill.

The birth of this kind of child is often not bad,? The wind is smooth, the family is rich and the parents love it, Wen Yu doesn't know what else the other party dare not do.

[Mieshishashen]: What are you afraid of?

【dmaw】:...

[dmaw]: Actually, I am not very attractive.

The reply was a little frustrated,? For some reason, Wen Yu seemed to see a black-haired puppy with a drooping tail, but he forced his eyes up and grinned.

Wen Yu couldn't help laughing.

Looking at the empty ceiling, Wei Yu sighed.

The typed words were sent and deleted in the chat window, and finally sent out.

The game made a message, and he looked down.

[Mieshishashen]: I can tell.

[dmaw]:?

[Mieshishashen]: Just telling the truth.

The other side said.

be honest?

Damn, is this turning a corner and complaining about him!

Wei Yu was so angry that he picked up Sprite and poured down a big gulp.

Fortunately, he felt that Wen Yu was [-]% like Mieshishashen.

It's time to treat your eyes.

[dmaw]: Yes, yes, so you understand.

[dmaw]: Others are good-looking, popular, good at work, and super pretty when they smile.

[dmaw]: I have low self-esteem, understand?

Oh shit.

Does he have to be so straightforward?

At the beginning, he spoke arrogantly, but at least his eyesight is [-], and he can see the gap that his roommates can see.

How can he be worthy of Wen Yu?

Wei Yu drank the Sprite in one gulp, the carbonic acid decomposed into carbon dioxide and rushed up the throat with a cool feeling, finally reducing a few layers of anger.

I'm so annoying.

[Mieshishashen]: Understood, don't be angry.

[Mieshishashen]: Just for fun?I assist you.

Wei Yu's eyes lit up, and the previous unhappiness was instantly forgotten, and he quickly clicked on to start matching.

There is an advantage to playing with Mieshishashen.

He is very obedient.

Playing Yao, squatting on the head of Weiyu without going anywhere, seeing someone lose their skills and consciously go down to block, even if they die, they will not betray their teammates.

There are not many masters in matching, dare to ask which shooter doesn't like sister Yaoyao like this?

No, it's Uncle Yaoyao.

One night, four hands, four consecutive victories.

The average time per game is 15 minutes, basically choose a shooter development path and push it to the end, come and kill a few, [dmaw] averages a dozen or twenty kills per game, and even Wen Yu is full of gold medals for support.

He played Wen Yiya himself, and he had never gotten a brand yet...

I heard that the peak period of e-sports players is only 20 or [-] years old.

Is he really old?

Wen Yu's operation definitely couldn't keep up, but [dmaw] never accused him, but the other eight people muttered a few words from time to time.

[Is Development Road a couple? Conjoined at level 1? 】

[Did Yao ever get headshots other than shooters:)]

[No way, I don't think Yao's ID looks like a girl either. 】

[Like Uncle. 】

Wen Yu: ...

It's time for him to sponsor a name change card for Wen Yiya to change this ugly name.

Holding the phone, Wen Yu carefully manipulated the cute and well-behaved characters on the screen, and blinked.

But it seems to be quite interesting to play like this.

Game over, dmaw forks off the match.

【dmaw】: Stop playing.

[dmaw]: I have something to do tomorrow, so I will download it.

Wen Yu glanced at the time in the upper right corner.

It was indeed very late, according to the usual times he should have been sleepy, but now he is very energetic.

Even if the other party said no to play, it was impossible for him to force others to continue playing.

Wen Yu lowered his head and took a sip of hot water, only to find that dmaw was still in the team.

He typed belatedly.

[Mieshishashen]: Good.

After he finished speaking, dmaw left the team in an instant.

Could it be that you were waiting for his reply just now?

Most of the gamers who make do with the game quit as soon as they say it, and the other party makes a special trip to type and forget it, and even stays here to wait for his reply.

Although his words and deeds are so arrogant, he always obediently abides by the etiquette that most people violate.

It's like a huge Tibetan mastiff that is fierce and ruthless, but walks itself with a rope in its mouth.

Wen Yu lowered his eyes, and suddenly felt a subtle movement in his heart.

He remembered someone.

As soon as this idea came to mind, there was a sound of a key being turned at the door, and Wen Yiya pushed the door open.

"Brother, I'm back." She drooped her face and floated into the room like a ghost.

There was an indescribable smell of alcohol on him.

"Why are you drinking?" Wen Yu frowned, "Don't you have to work overtime tomorrow?"

"Hi." Hearing Wen Yu's words, Wen Yiya burped in cooperation.

"I finished most of the documents today, and it happened to be my colleague's birthday, so we had a drink together. I need to take a quick shower, I'm so dirty." She muttered, glancing at Wen Yu's phone out of the corner of her eye.

"You're still playing the king? You're so dedicated, bro, I knew you were reliable." Wen Yiya said drowsily.

"Go and wash, come out within 10 minutes, and don't fall asleep in the bathtub." Wen Yu instructed, and suddenly found that Wen Yiya was on his phone, her black eyes fixed on the screen, her face Show deep inquiry.

"This name..." Wen Yiya stared at it, then giggled.

"I think, where did I see it?"

The author has something to say: Wei Yu: (shivering while clutching his incomplete little vest)