This cannon fodder stand-in is not right for me [E-sports]

Fengchuangzhuyuan is a well-known villa area in Beijing, and the people who can live here are either rich or noble.

But Chu Li is an exception.

The bright floor-to-ceiling windows provide a sweeping view of the garden outside the house, and the few eucalyptus trees in the corner of the wall bloom with pink and white flower waterfalls, which are as bright as the dew.

Chu Li was sitting in the study on the second floor, leaning back slightly, shaking his sore wrists, staring at the mobile phone next to the computer for a while.

He didn't turn his attention back to the game until the orange button that matched successfully on the computer screen lit up. He held the green mouse again with his slender white fingers. picked up the phone.

The game returns to the lobby interface.

Twenty minutes ago, Chu Li sent a WeChat message to Lu Jiangyuan:

【Are you coming back today?I asked Aunt Chen to buy pork liver, and I will cook morel pork liver soup for you at night, okay? 】

The bottom of the chat interface was still stuck on the message sent 10 minutes ago. Chu Li bit the corner of his lips slightly, tapped his fingers in the chat box, and paused for a moment, as if hesitating.

[I haven't seen you for three days, I miss you. 】

He deleted that paragraph of text, re-typed, deleted again, and typed--

While going back and forth, the phone suddenly vibrated, making his fingertips tremble in fright, and the sentence was sent.

I'm stupid, actually sent it out?

Chu Li felt a wild jump in his left chest, would it be too hypocritical?

However, the continuous vibration of the mobile phone pulled him back. Looking at the huge word "monk", he pressed the answer button angrily, and there was a burst of noise from the microphone:

"Ah Li, what are you doing? Dad is still waiting for you to start!"

"Get out, I won't fight today."

"Are you out of your mind? This order is a big price. You can get 1 yuan if you hit the king. Auntie, don't you want money?"

Chu Li's heart was hammered violently. After a pause for a while, he gritted his teeth and said:

"Hit! Dad with 1 yuan, I can't wait to play with him all night!"

Not listening to what the other party said, Chu Li took the phone away and turned off the screen, threw it on the desk, hooked the green mouse over, held it in the palm of his hand, and clicked on the multiplayer ranking on the screen.

They are playing one of the most popular tower pushing games - Glory.

Chu Li is a game anchor. I don't know if he is popular or not, but no one is willing to give him gifts. It's not that he is not smart enough, but his handsome face can easily make people who just clicked into the live broadcast room play.

Out of the corner of his eyes, he glanced at the still silent phone, and simply opened the live broadcast room, adjusted the angle of the camera, and put on the headset.

As soon as the mic was connected, the roar of the "monk" came from inside:

"What's the matter with you? Slowly, like a girl on a sedan chair?"

"roll."

Chu Li replied lightly, his eyes still fixed on the selection process on the screen. The low-level wisdom salty fish does not need to ban heroes, and the five players can enter the game after choosing their own heroes.

[Wori, did I go to the wrong live broadcast room?This is a star? 】

[Isn't it true that you can play games when you grow up like this?Lie girl fans! 】

Of course, there is another possibility.

[Ahhh, what kind of fairy brother is this!super handsome! 】

[Ah ah ah!I'm gone!I love you so much! 】

[Little brother wants to rank with you!beep beep

There were not many people in his live broadcast room, and the bullet screen flashed by, but it was still captured by someone with his peripheral vision.

"Those who want to rank with me can add platform friends, and consultation fees will be charged."

Chu Li smiled very lightly, and glanced at the camera.

【Huh?Why do you feel that the little brother's eyebrows and eyes are a bit familiar, who does he look like? 】

[When you say that, I also feel familiar. 】

However, at this time, Chu Li had already switched back to the game interface, and he could not see these barrages. He seemed to be a different person when he entered the game, with the game screen reflected in his light-colored eyes. fans almost forgot that they were watching a live game.

That's right, which game anchor doesn't pamper fans while playing games, and responds to fans' bullet screens from time to time.

But Chu Li won't.

Once the game enters the interface, he enters the role. No matter what he does, defending the tower, replenishing soldiers, or laning, he regards himself as the character of the game and naturally brings him into it.

Monks often say that Chu Li is playing games empathetically.

But there are exceptions.

The phone on the desk vibrated slightly. Chu Li frowned and glanced at the screen very quickly. After seeing it clearly, he stopped his fingers for a while, but quickly left the mouse and took the phone over to unlock it.

【back】

There was only one word, but it made Chu Li's heart beat violently. He saw the corner of his mouth raised in front of the camera, revealing the little canine tooth hidden under his thin lips.

He seemed to be holding some kind of treasure, and looked at the back word with satisfaction, as if the word had grown its own feet, crawled into his heart, and collided with that fragile heart one after another.

That was the thought he carefully cared for.

"Fuck, Grandpa Chu, are you messing around again? I dedicated myself to lure out the opponent's shooter, but you hid in the grass and stopped moving?"

"Did you sell your teammates?"

The monk's roar came from the headset, shaking Chu Li's eardrums. He put the lock screen of his phone on the desk, grabbed the green mouse, and said with a wry smile:

"What are you afraid of, I can cut him under the tower."

"Your grandfather Chu is in a good mood."

Before everyone could see clearly, the thief hiding in the grass on the next road suddenly disappeared, and the next second he dragged a blood-red shadow and appeared under the opponent's defense tower. I saw a red, green and green shadow, and the next second the screen went black.

Monk's shooter also reacted very quickly. Seeing Chu Li's Q key hide for a moment, he ran from under his own defense tower to the opponent's tower. Shoot, press the opposite shooter to death under the defense tower.

Chu Li gave up the head indifferently, turned around and hid in the opponent's wild area.

The monk also blocked the last wave of damage from the defense tower for Chuli's thieves.

"pretty."

After winning this head, the monk felt much better. He had already forgotten that someone had almost sold him out just a second ago.

"Grandpa Chu, is your family going back tonight?"

Chu Li smiled like a mountain flower blown by the summer wind, swaying brightly, he opened his mouth and suddenly thought of something to say: "I'm starting a live broadcast, concentrate on the game."

He didn't know that the fans in the live broadcast room had already started crowing.

[Ah, ah, my husband is so handsome! 】

【grass!The thief of this anchor is a bit smooth? ! 】

……

[Does anyone think this anchor brother is a bit like Yin Chuanchen? 】

After the barrage was posted, the live broadcast room was quiet for a while.Suddenly, dozens of bullet screens popped up:

[It's a bit like it! 】

【...Is it just me who thinks this little brother is prettier than Yin Chuanchen? 】

【Jimei, you are not alone】

Then, when Chu Li led his teammates to knock down the opponent's Crystal Castle, he switched back to the live broadcast room and saw that his live broadcast room was full of another person's name.

Yin Chuanchen.

Don't know, but it's okay.

He doesn't care who he looks like, nor who Yin Chuanchen is, he only cares about whether he can earn a little more money.

So, the originally indifferent face suddenly smiled at the camera, the standard six teeth, no, he has a canine tooth, so it is seven white teeth, and said:

"The anchor undertakes all kinds of power leveling and accompanying play business, welcome to add friends to private chat on the platform!"

At the same time, the monk who cut out the game also clicked into Chuli's live broadcast room. It has to be said that he is really not popular. The Maochiyu live broadcast brilliant game live channel was pulled to the end to see the unremarkable live broadcast room.

Heartless trash can.

The corner of the monk's mouth twitched, and he spat: "Bah, who wants to come to your trash can? Why can't you afford a recycling bin?"

The voice reached Chu Li's ears, and he lazily leaned back in his chair. The stuffy blue hair that fell to his eyebrows was very eye-catching, but the voice was a little careless:

"That new fan, first follow, and then follow a wave of deep water torpedoes, Xiao Li's meme will be delivered immediately!"

"Go away, I haven't eaten yet!"

eat.

Chu Li was slightly taken aback, as if the softest feather had been gently swept over the top of his heart, a warm current slowly spread from the bottom of his heart to his limbs, his fingers curled up and scratched the back of the chair.

He is coming back for dinner.

Chu Li didn't have time to talk to the monk anymore, so he turned off the live broadcast with a smile on his lips. He rubbed his hot ears and came out of the study.

The phone vibrated at this moment.

Chu Li doesn't like to listen to those loud ringtones, so the phone always vibrates next to him.

Of course, he has no serious business, and he doesn't have any urgent calls.

Lu Jiangyuan's phone call.

Chu Li frowned calmly, and suddenly felt some bad premonitions in his heart, but he still connected the phone with the corners of his lips raised.

"I have something to do temporarily, so I won't come back."

Lu Jiangyuan's voice is very nice, like iced tea.

Chu Li paused.

"Oh."

It was not until the busy tone of "beep" came from the other end of the phone that Chu Li took the phone away from his ear.

His mobile phone interface is still stuck in the conversation with Lu Jiangyuan, but the "back" is like a thorn at this moment, faintly stabbing into the body from the fingertips, and slowly spreading to the heart.

There is a trace of loss in my heart.

He quickly closed the page, his fingertips feeling a little cold, his thick black eyelashes blinked, and he didn't come back.

Don't expect too much, he thought.

Lu Jiangyuan is very busy, he needs to take care of such a big group, some entertainment is necessary, or he has to work overtime.Yes, which successful person does not work overtime?He really doesn't have that much time for himself.

Besides, Lu Jiangyuan himself said that he would come and see him when he was free.

Even so, he can't help but think more.

In his heart, what is he?

Chu Li looked at the increasingly dark night outside the window, feeling a little dull in his heart, is he his boyfriend?

Does it count?

...or his lover?

When he regained consciousness, he was already sitting on the armchair. This is a meaningless setting, because no matter what Lu Jiangyuan thinks of him, he will never leave.

After all, that is the person I have been secretly in love with for many years!

Even if it's just physical proximity, even if it's just a "pet cat" that he occasionally thinks of, he is willing.

Moreover, Chu Li will not be too greedy.He doesn't want much, as long as he can stay by Lu Jiangyuan's side all the time, and be with him when he occasionally thinks of him, that's enough.

Chu Li's cell phone started to vibrate again, and he looked down to see that it was a call from the monk.

"Chu Li, you are such a grandpa! I'm playing power leveling with you, but you just log off without even saying a word..."

Chu Li pressed the hands-free button, and casually took out a cigarette from the corner of the desk. It was nightfall, and the lights in the study were not turned on, only the flickering fireworks of Chu Li's fingertips.

"Monk, I want to play professionally."

He lightly exhaled a puff of smoke, blocking the other party's croaking back.

Sure enough, the other end of the phone was silent for a while before making a sound:

"Will he... agree?"

The author has something to say: [Advance receipt of Gu Yanqiu for collection]

"So I'm the Substitute"

The lord of the Xianxia School, Yuheng, is amazingly talented, and his strength is the most powerful in the world.

But no one knew what was on his mind.

That year, his first disciple became a Taoist couple. He stood under the fairy tung tree for one night, and left for the northern wilderness the next day.

Two years later, he brought back an orphan and accepted him as an apprentice.

Everyone in Xianxia Sect was amazed, because this new junior junior was very much like their senior senior.

The eldest brother brought the Taoist couple back to the teacher's door, and while talking and laughing, they obviously played the piano and the harp with the Taoist couple, and they had a very deep relationship.

That night, Yu Henghong pressed the newly recruited apprentice on the couch with eyes full of eyes. When the love was strong, he called the senior brother by his name.

The little apprentice is knowledgeable and interesting, he cultivates immortality and asks questions during the day, and serves the master at night.

Do your part as a stand-in.

Yuheng knew that the little apprentice loved him terribly, and when he looked up at him, his eyes were full of love.

Even if he sacrificed his life, he would block the sword in the chest for him.

Finally, one day, Yuheng called the little apprentice by his name when he was emotional.

That's all, he can't get the best, but he has a little apprentice.

-

Good fortune tricks people, the little apprentice failed to hit the stage of transforming gods, and his body disappeared, leaving only ashes.

Yuheng went crazy, he didn't want to believe the facts and searched for the little apprentice everywhere, only then did he know that he had already fallen.

One day, he really found his little apprentice.

When the Demon Realm and the Cultivation Realm signed the covenant, the incomparably noble First Immortal Ling Guangzi, who sat on the head seat, gave him a condescending glance, making him feel as if he had fallen into an abyss.

Such a familiar person, such a cold look.

Ling Guangzi was the buddy of his elder brother who died young hundreds of years ago.

——also his little apprentice.

On that day, people from all walks of life saw that the indifferent Lord Yuheng abandoned his dignity, regardless of his status, in front of everyone, pulling on the sleeve of the immortal, begging in a low voice.

And Ling Guangzi just flicked it lightly, shaking his hand away like dust on his sleeve.

Casually said: That's just a wisp of my penis. "

"I probably feel that you are like your elder brother, and I feel a little close to you."