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In the second round, Wen Yu was on the first floor, and she said decisively, "Li Yanran, you are not allowed to play shooter, you are a scam."

"Old Litou: At any rate, I also won the number one game anchor in the OM friendly match, so give me some face. '

'Help me add, although it's the chicken eating battlefield next door hahahahaha'

"Help me grab a descendant, I'll play." Song Qiulin said.

Wen Yu nodded and clicked on Help, Wen Ziyang only knew how to be a mage, Song Zhou's status as a gold medal assassin was unshakable, Li Yanran was forced to choose the top laner, her combative personality did not allow her to choose a support.

Xiao Ming was banned by the opponent, Wen Yu thought about taking Yao.

Wen Ziyang played Daji in this game, which is relatively easy to learn and suitable for novices. Wen Yu was afraid that she would be full of troops, so he first went to the middle lane to help out a wave, and then went to the opposite side with the jungler to steal a mana.

Li Yanran gave Wen Ziyang a bad move. After the fourth level, she squatted in the grass. She just stayed there and squatted in the grass patiently. She just stood there without moving the ground. She also thoughtfully said to Wen Yu, "I Don't fight, get off me."

"...Then I'll go to Song Qiulin."

'Why do I think this is so ambiguous? '

With the foreshadowing of the previous game, the five players cooperated well this time, and the game ended in less than 15 minutes.

During the live broadcast, Wen Yu found that there was a friend request in his mobile phone. After seeing the name of the note, his face quickly pulled down.

Song Zhou.

Ruan Ruan: What's the matter?

Song Zhou: Sorry, I was not polite just now.

Feel sorry?The apology Song Zhou said?

Wen Yu stared at those two words with question marks in his head, Song Zhou had his account hacked?The head is still loaded by the car.

Of course, Wen Yu didn't know that at the other end, Song Qiulin and Wen Ziyang were guiding Song Zhou on how to reply.

"Ruan Ruan has been famous for her sharp mouth and bean curd heart since she was a child. If you speak better, she won't be able to vent her anger." Wen Ziyang said in the tone of someone who has experienced it.

Song Zhou's complexion was not very good. She has always acted vigorously and resolutely. It is really challenging the bottom line for her and a little girl to show weakness.

Song Qiulin patted her on the shoulder, "You can bend and stretch, believe in yourself."

The conversation continues.

Ruan Ruan: Are you Song Zhou himself?

"..." Song Zhou lifted up the phone and showed it to the two of them.

Song Qiulin and Wen Ziyang chuckled together, "It's okay, if she can ask this question, it means she is in a good mood."

Song Zhou: Yes.

Ruanruan: Er...then you added me just to say this?

Song Zhou raised his head and asked Wen Ziyang for help.

Wen Ziyang took the phone directly: You play the game well, you can play it often in the future.

The question mark on Wen Yu's head grew bigger.

Ruanruan: Why don't you ask Song Qiulin to play with you.

Speaking of games, Song Qiulin is probably the best person to play with.

The mobile phone was handed to Song Qiulin, and she typed expressionlessly: It's not fun to play with her, you are more interesting.

Wen Yu's jaw was about to drop to the floor, if she didn't know in her heart that Song Zhou's posture, she would have thought that the other party was chasing her.

Ruan Ruan: ... Whatever you want, in fact, you can also find Li Yanran.

Song Zhou: Okay, that's the deal, we have a good time getting along.

Can't understand people's words, right?And what the hell is "have a good time"? Are you talking about work?Happy cooperation at the end?

After that day, Song Zhou began to occasionally find her to form a team game during her live broadcast. Although he had a pimple in his heart, he had to say that the feeling of being led away by the great god was too good, and Wen Yu was embarrassed to say mean things during the live broadcast , the stiff relationship with Song Zhou has eased a lot, at least the two can say hello when they meet.

When the winter vacation is almost halfway through, the Spring Festival is here.

The kitchen aunt at home went back to her hometown for the New Year. Wen Liu himself got up at five or six in the morning and went to the nearby market to buy with Jiang Jiacheng.

Wen Yu yawned, tears rolled in his eyes, and he took a pair of chopsticks in his hand and stirred a large pot of dumpling stuffing soullessly.

"Don't stir it around, keep stirring in one direction, the minced meat is so good." Wen Ziyang patted her on the head.

Wen Yu leaned his heavy head on her shoulder, "But I'm so tired, my hands are sore."

Wen Ziyang put down the celery in his hand resignedly, "Then I'll trade it with you."

Wen Yu didn't like the smell of celery since he was a child, so he pinched his nose and threw the bundle of vegetables into Jiang Jiang's arms, "Jiang Jiang, come here."

"Miss, why don't you just lie down on the sofa." Jiang Jiang grabbed her by the collar and lifted her back.

"Yeah, I also think that I'm too much of a hindrance here." Wen Yu smiled happily, ran to the living room, and fell down on a crooked body.

After wiping her hands, she took out her phone from her pocket and tapped her finger on the screen.

Song Qiulin should only be able to celebrate the New Year with Song Zhou this year, and Song Zhou doesn't look like he can cook, so can the two of them have something to eat?

Ruan Ruan: At the same table, are you up yet?

Song Qiulin: Get up...

Ruan Ruan: You bought all the dishes for the New Year's Eve dinner?I heard that the market will be closed in the afternoon, so you have to be early.

Song Qiulin sent a picture. Her beautiful hands were covered with sticky flour. The dumpling skin in her hand was uneven in thickness. The dumplings that have been made crookedly, some of which are still torn.

Ruan Ruan: Do you just eat this?

Song Qiulin: Originally, I wanted to say that this Spring Festival has a sense of ritual, so I made it at home, and you saw it.

Before starting to cook, Song Zhou thought that Song Qiulin could cook. Seeing Song Zhou's confident appearance, Song Qiulin thought she could control everything. Only when he entered the kitchen did he realize that both of them were rookies.

Ruanruan: Why don't you come to my house, I'll talk to my mother!

Song Qiulin: Thank you, but forget it, I want to live in the old house with my mother this year.

Ruan Ruan: Well then...or else, when the countdown is over, I'll sneak over with my family's New Year's Eve dinner and feed you a couple of bites!

Wen Yu felt that it was a genius that he could come up with this method.

Song Qiulin:?

Ruan Ruan: How is it!Star Eyes.jpg

Song Qiulin: No need, we two adults can starve ourselves to death?

Ruan Ruan: You two?Even if you don't starve to death, you will be poisoned to death by your own craftsmanship

Song Qiulin: I opened the recipe [picture]

Ruanruan: ...

The two of them cooked a meal in an extremely embarrassing manner. One was the top grader in a key high school, and the other was the largest shareholder of a listed company. At this time, they looked like they had experienced many vicissitudes, and they stood at the table speechless for a while.

"Why don't you order takeaway?" Song Qiulin picked up the chopsticks and silently turned the burnt chicken wings over.

Song Zhou picked up the phone expressionlessly, "The suggestion is good, I will accept it."

Turning on the phone, I found that the usually dazzling takeaway list was empty—even if there were sellers who opened the door on New Year's Eve, there were not many takeaway guys who took orders.

"Why don't I go cook some noodles?"

Song Qiulin was silent. She was lucky enough to eat Song Zhou's noodles once, and it was literally like that. She boiled the noodles with plain water and took them out.

"Let me do it." Song Qiulin took the initiative to do the job, "At least I have read a few pages of recipes."

Light soy sauce...soy sauce...salt...sesame oil...

Song Qiulin fiddled with the bottles and cans on the table, looking serious as if this was not a simple cooking but a significant chemical experiment.

After the noodles were cooked, there were a few green vegetables and shiitake mushrooms floating in the light x-colored soup, which looked very appetizing and smelled good.

When the color and fragrance were ready, Song Qiulin took a sip and found that the taste was better than expected, at least to the extent that he could eat it, so he suggested with a lot of confidence, "Fry another egg?"

The main course of the New Year's Eve dinner changed from broken dumplings to dried noodles, and the two who were accustomed to delicacies from mountains and seas found it fresh and ate it with relish.

At midnight, the two sisters sat on the sofa and watched the host count down loudly in the TV show. After the countdown, the two raised their champagne glasses and touched each other.

"Happy birthday." Song Zhou said lightly, and then added, "Happy New Year."

"Thank you."

Song Qiulin swallowed with lowered eyes, the cold liquid slid past and left behind a faint aroma of wine, she intentionally indulged herself tonight.

The performance on the TV was in full swing, but the audience in front of the TV sat blankly. Song Zhou checked his watch frequently, and finally picked up his coat and got up to go out at one o'clock in the morning, "I won't be coming back tonight, the gift for you is here study."

Unlike Song Qiulin, Song Zhou felt depressed if he stayed in this old house for a second longer. She is a strong person who tries her best to avoid falling into helpless emotions, so she always intentionally seals up the memory of her mother. No, she wouldn't have come if Song Qiulin hadn't insisted on it today.

"Okay, I'm fine if I stay alone, you can go." Song Qiulin leaned back and pulled the blanket aside to cover his body.

"Who said to leave you alone."

When the doorbell rang, Song Qiulin got up and looked.

Wen Yu and Wen Ziyang stood side by side, holding a big paper bag in their hands, and smiled at her, "At the same table, I am loyal enough, waiting for a lot of delicious food to feed you."

Of course they came out with the consent of Wen Liu and Jiang Jiacheng. Wen Liu had a soft mouth and a soft heart, and was delicate in his thoughts. Before Wen Ziyang asked, he offered to ask her to bring some gifts for a visit.

In fact, the visit can be done in the first and second grades of junior high school. Wen Liu did this because he knew that there were only two juniors left in the Song family to depend on each other. It would be difficult to fill their stomachs. Besides, she was not a big deal. The Song family ran away and looked at the phone no less than twenty times during a New Year's Eve dinner.

Wen Ziyang also greeted Song Qiulin, and was dragged away by Song Zhou, leaving Wen Yu and Song Qiulin alone in the room.

"You must not be full, eat something first? My mother is a good cook, but it's rare to cook." Wen Yu untied the bag in his hand.

Clean and tidy lunch boxes were laid out one by one, and Song Qiulin noticed with sharp eyes that there was a square box at the bottom, wrapped in delicate wrapping paper, it looked like a gift prepared by someone.

"What is that?" Song Qiulin stared straight at Wen Yu.

"Uh...it's nothing." Wen Yu originally wanted to wait for Song Qiulin to finish eating, and then give her a surprise.

"But I want to see it right now." The champagne was a little high, Song Qiulin drank two glasses, the corners of his eyes were already tinged with a reddish smell of wine, squinting over with moist eyes, there was a bit of ecstasy.

"Then close your eyes." Wen Yu stubbornly wanted to hold on to the last romantic surprise stage of the gift session.

Song Qiulin gently closed her eyelids, and heard the sound of unpacking the box, and then something was carefully taken out and put on her head. Her ears were wrapped to isolate all surrounding noises.

It's a pair of headphones.

"Can you open your eyes now?" Song Qiulin asked.

"No, don't open your eyes." Wen Yu's face was already blushing.

Song Qiulin raised his eyebrows, but did as before.

Wen Yu connected the earphones to the MP3, and clicked on one of the audios in the list.

"Happy birthday, Qiu, I will always be by your side from now on."

The sound quality of the earphones is very good. It feels like the happy birthday that the girl said close to the pinna. The sweet and soft voice is the most sincere blessing.

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Put a new article in advance, open around 04.20:

Title: "The whole entertainment industry krypton gold favors my C debut"

Copywriting: After being a trainee for eight years, Tong Yue didn't wait for the opportunity to debut, but waited for a sudden death and then transmigrated.

The "Tongyue" in the book has the same name and different fate as her. She was born with a golden spoon in her mouth and has a troublesome face. She should have a bright future, but because she fell in love with the cold heroine at first sight, she did not hesitate to give up her stardom to be a substitute for Bai Yueguang. It is a pity In the end, instead of getting married with the heroine, they ended up in a tragic end.

Tong · Trembling · Yue: Stay away from the heroine, keep me safe!

But then in a dark night, Tong Yue was pressed against the wall by someone, and Bai Chang's hot breath was pressed against her ear, with a strong smell of alcohol, the calmness of the past disappeared in an instant, she was like a lost toy The child was at a loss, and hugged her tightly with both hands, "Yueer, I miss you."

Tong·Want to Cry Without Tears·Yue: You are a reincarnated disaster star, what do you miss about me?I think you want me to die!

……

Tongyue in the past: beautiful waste, never open

Tongyue now: proficient in business, keeps fans

Tong Yue just wants to be a happy rich woman who has no love but only a career, but it doesn't work out. Several bigwigs in the entertainment industry headed by the heroine follow her everywhere and throw money: Don't go, Tong Tong, We can still kryptonite!We Tongtong must debut in the C position!

This year's popular girl group talent show, the audience found that Tong Yue, who had been scolded bloody and almost fell out of the circle, was ranked in a straight line. It seemed that there was a mysterious krypton gold force that was pushing her name up. Push high to the top.

The system at this time is very happy: [Krypton gold index +10086, please choose the type of exchange skill points]

Tong Yue is even more delighted: exchange for beauty, exchange for beauty, exchange for beauty! ! ! ! ! ! ! !