I fell off the horse after pretending to be Mengxin

When Wei Yu came home in the evening, he asked the "Glory of Kings Newcomer Group" in advance when to play games.

[Wen Yu]: I have something to do tonight, so I won't play for now.

Looking at this sentence, Wei Yu suddenly lost interest in this team.

Wen Yu doesn't want to play, and Wei Yu doesn't want to play either.

It's just that unprincipled.

There was no response from the bald head, and Xiong Ping lost interest by himself, so tonight's training was temporarily put on hold.

It happened to be live.

To adjust the parameters of the live broadcast, Wei Yu posted a live broadcast announcement on Weibo, and clicked into the website page

[Brother, you are finally here. 】

[On a night without Ah Wei, the food is not delicious, causing QAQ]

[Can you keep your promise with Baili, I want to learn the skills of aiming at people]

[Baili, I'll teach you, 2 skills are caught and it's over]

[It's time to hit the top list]

【Will you leave early again today? 】

"Get out, what's another? Am I that kind of unprofessional person?" Wei Yu snorted coldly and put on his earphones.

【It's started, it's started】

[Look at him killing all directions. 】

Wen Yu's cousin, Wen Yiya, knocked on the door at [-] o'clock in the evening.

The man's low voice came from the earphones, faintly filled with impatience and anger, but his voice was clear and magnetic.

Without looking at the screen, I thought it was some kind of overlord radio drama, and raised his chin and said in a low voice:

——"Hmph, Di Renjie, if you dare to move again, I will kill you."

"My bull demon, can you stop being so cowardly? The one on the opposite side moves, and directly controls him in a flash. Look, isn't the head already in hand?"

"Jungle, Nako Lulu on the opposite side has been solo killed by me, you can move the dragon at any time."

"Lu Bu, just drive directly, I will follow, and no one on the other side can escape."

The bullet screens were screaming crazily, Wen Yiya obliged to join the army of bullet screens, and posted a line of "Brother, I love you".

Wen Yiya, a long-time fan who had watched Ah Wei for nearly a year, was very pleased that the live broadcast that had been taken a leave of absence was suddenly rebroadcasted.

She was finally able to watch Weishen's live broadcast in its entirety!

Moved the sky, moved the ground, moved Ah Wei's mother fans.

You must know how painful it was for her to watch Ah Wei's operation highlights on Douyin over and over again yesterday.

I really want to watch the live broadcast.

While looking at her phone and pushing the door, she saw her handsome cousin.

Her cousin is tall and has a handsome face, and her fair skin envies her a lot. She still doesn't understand that they are both of the Wen family's blood, but there is a world of difference between people.

Having said that, I heard that Wen Yu's mother is also very beautiful. When she was young, she was a well-known beauty in the neighborhood and had countless suitors.

It's just that she has never seen that former aunt since she was born.

Wen Yu was sitting on the sofa with a laptop on his lap, making a phone call.

"Kan Cheng, I said that I want you to deepen it today, so you just hand in something like this? The central content is not clear, the picture is single, and it is so rough that it is almost unreadable." Wen Yu singled out the problem of the work in a few words, and he was not so sophisticated at all. Like an undergraduate student who has just graduated for two years.

The other person seemed to say something, Wen Yu frowned, his voice was elegant, but what he said was merciless.

"What's wrong with the old employees, what's the matter with the seniors? The last time I gave you a step down in front of so many people in the project department, did you really think that I acquiesced in your bullying the employees of the programming department?"

"If you can't do it well, you can't do it well. If you can't hand it in tomorrow, you won't have to go to work in the future."

After finishing speaking, Wen Yu ignored the arguments on the other side and cut off the call directly.

He was wearing a simple white long-sleeved shirt, which should have been a soft and warm style, but at this moment, the hair on his forehead was drooping low, covering half of his eyebrows, giving birth to an indifference that should not be approached by strangers.

Wen Yiya's body trembled when she saw it.

Woohoo, why is my brother so fierce today?

The cousin really got angry, and Ah Wei's cursing voice in the earphones became like a kitten waving its claws.

Wen Yiya didn't dare to say anything, and walked cautiously towards the room, but was suddenly stopped by Wen Yu.

"You're back." Wen Yu glanced at her phone from a distance: "What are you looking at?"

"It's nothing, nothing." Wen Yiya shivered.

Wen Yu nodded, not caring why his cousin suddenly became like a rabbit, and asked, "What do you do tonight?"

With that said, Wen Yu walked to the dining room and took out hot water to make tea for her.

Facing her brother's concern, Wen Yiya was very moved: "No, there is no work in the law firm recently." Wen Yu nodded, and handed warm tea to her: "In this case, you will teach me tonight Let's play Glory of Kings."

Wen Yiya:?

The person who was still dealing with company affairs just now, why did his style of painting suddenly change to that of Internet addicted youth?

Please don't collapse the setting hello!

Wen Yiya still doesn't forget to maintain her character as a good girl who doesn't play games: "I, I don't play Glory of Kings."

Her parents are both teachers, and they don't accept games and entertainment very well. In their eyes, Wen Yu is the child from other people's family, the real perfect role model.

"Oh." The perfect role model Wen Yu smiled, as if he had expected his cousin to say this, "I clearly saw the KPL ticket stub on your table before, how could I go to the game if I don't play games?"

Wen Yiya's heart skipped a beat.

She quibbled: "This, I bought it for my friend..."

"Yeah, so your name is written on the ticket to the city where you will compete, and you even posted a Jiugongge Weibo."

How did he know her weibo account? ? ?

"No, I... I just watched it with my friends..." Wen Yiya still wanted to struggle.

"I know you spent more than 5000 on the game, at least Noble 8. When you got the Yuji Qixing envoy, you screamed in the bedroom, and I heard it clearly." Wen Yu was very calm, "Confess to me Just teach me how to play games, are you sure you want me to tell my uncle and aunt?"

Wen Yiya: ...

"I'm sorry, brother, I was wrong." She slipped to her knees instantly.

The deal was done quickly.

The two sat on the sofa, holding their mobile phones.

Wen Yiya still can't figure out how she got hurt: "Brother, you obviously don't play kings, how come you know so clearly about the skins of noble ranks?"

Usually, she would deliberately lock the door and speak in a low voice, but just because she accidentally yelled a few words, Wen Yu remembered it?

It's too ridiculous!

"After all, I heard my cousin was so excited, so I wanted to check it out anyway." Wen Yu's expression was very gentle, "After all, it might be useful in the future."

use it?

Means to coerce her...

Wen Yiya let out a "hiss", covering her lonely and fragile self tightly.

Brother is terrible.

I really want to run away from home, woo woo woo.

Worried about being used again, at the strong request of Comrade Wen Yiya, a legal professional, the two signed the "Brother and Sister King's Secret Non-Aggression Treaty".

Five hundred yuan each, a total of 1000 yuan, is the deposit. If Wen Yu tells the secret to Comrade Wen Yiya's relatives before the end of the course, the 1000 yuan will belong to Comrade Wen Yiya; Wen Yu took away 1000 yuan if he didn't perform well in the middle and dealt with it.

Both parties signed their names.

Seeing Wen Yiya's account, Wen Yu could vaguely discern the opponent's strength based on his hard-earned knowledge of the king.

At the beginning of the season, the three-star king, and a string of mage marks, are actually quite good at playing.

"After being taught by the anchor yesterday, I will become the king today. How powerful are you?" Wen Yiya said triumphantly, "Brother, after you get started, you can watch the live broadcast by yourself. Many anchors are very strong, and their live broadcasts are far better than what I taught. You are doing well."

"Okay." Wen Yu agreed.

and many more.

Speaking of the anchor, Wen Yiya suddenly remembered that she had just watched the beginning of the live broadcast on her mobile phone.

Her Ah Wei is still fighting for the top game in the live broadcast room.

"Can... start teaching tomorrow?" Wen Yiya hesitated, "I want to watch Ah Wei's live broadcast."

"Ah Wei?" Wen Yu was startled when he heard the familiar words.

"Yes, yes, a very powerful anchor, you can watch it when the time comes." Wen Yiya rested her head on her hands, and energy radiated from her pitch-black eyes, "So I beg you, okay?"

Wen Yu was firm: "Not good. And not only tonight, but until the end of the company game, you will be my coach."

Wen Yiya's eyes widened.

There are still almost two months left in the company competition, which means that she will be a gentle laborer during this time.

God, God, Tathagata Buddha, brother, why do you work so hard!

Kill her!

Wen Yiya cried and said with a sad face: "I thought you were not interested in the king. Is a company competition so attractive? It's worth torturing your poor sister like this..."

Wen Yu's eyes moved.

He raised his head and looked out of the window, where the stars were bright, and the lights of thousands of families seemed to be on at the same moment.

Wen Yu asked softly, "Do you know about drones?"

"I know, I know, the sound of flying is similar to that of a fly. The college graduation photo is taken with this thing. The cheapest brand is one thousand, and the expensive ones are tens of thousands." Wen Yiya followed the good advice, and turned to look back Wen Yu, who immediately had no desires and desires on his face, couldn't believe it.

"Brother, you are finally young and want to try something alive?"

"...It's not me." Wen Yu lowered his eyes, his eyelashes slowly covering his beautiful light brown pupils.

"Someone wants it."