tease you [e-sports]

"I think we can go up and have a chat with that kid, maybe he's your fan, you know, it's natural to be black when you're a fan."

Min Fengyan had no expression on his face, and directly dragged Yao Kuang away.

Qian Song looked at the computer and sighed, "If I don't get the ranking this time, I'll buy a new computer out of my own pocket. I'm really greedy."

Bei Xiao was never worried about not being able to get a ranking, and said casually: "It's okay, you can pray that your opponent's net is not good, collectively 460."

Qian Song: "."

He put down the computer and said, "Let's go, let's cook."

The two chose a roast duck restaurant, and Qian Song said that when they came to City B, they had to try the specialties.

It was past twelve o'clock at noon, and there were quite a lot of people in the roast duck restaurant. The waiter helped them dig out a booth from every corner, and Qian Song frantically ordered with the menu.

After ordering, he remembered Bei Xiao's frugal character, and added: "Don't worry, brother please."

Bei Xiao took off his mask and smiled: "No, I've earned some money recently, and I have a lot of money, please."

Yao Kuang looked up by chance, saw two people walking into the roast duck restaurant, and immediately pulled Min Feng beside him and said, "Your fans are here."

Min Fengyan was dealing with some business, and when he was about to say what fans he had, he saw two people sitting in the corner.

The boy was facing him, because he was sitting down, his wide T-shirt stuck to his thin waistline, the boy lowered his head slightly, and was answering messages on his mobile phone, his fingers were clean and slender, like a work of art.

Qian Song threw down his phone and asked Bei Xiao, "What are you looking at? I kept looking down at my phone when I entered the restaurant."

Bei Xiao put the phone away, raised his head, and said calmly: "Look at the list of participants for this PUBG."

"What?" Qian Song was stunned for a moment, "Didn't you watch it before?"

"There's no need to analyze in advance." Bei Xiao said in an arrogant tone, "It's not as good as me anyway."

Qian Song was speechless: "Then what do you want to see now?"

"Look how many old friends are coming."

"several?"

"Only Fu Nuo."

The moment Bei Xiao raised his head, it seemed that some dimension wall was broken in Min Fengyan's heart.

Hiding behind the screen, the mischievous and arrogant young boy with milk voice was sitting not far from him.

On the screen, the fictional person in the computer was sitting opposite him.

The boy has slightly messy black hair, with slightly long bangs, hanging down on his forehead, and a few strands of hair mischievously blocked his dark eyes.

The young man was beautiful, with delicate eyebrows, like a finely crafted meticulous painting, a pair of black eyes were particularly dazzling, and his temperament was obviously casual and wanton.

It is a face that is particularly recognizable when walking in the crowd.

Min Fengyan was stunned, and did not react until Yao Kuang pushed him beside him.

"Hey, let me ask you something, the summer split is coming, and you haven't bought a good commander for the PUBG branch in your club? Which player in the league do you like?"

"I'm optimistic about..."

Min Fengyan wanted to say that he liked Xiaoqi Juechen, but he just smiled, "Let's talk."

In the PICO spring competition, Ke Cheng, who was in the command position, suffered too much injury and missed the championship and runner-up. Ke Cheng retired directly after the spring competition and turned to the backstage as a coach.

After that, Fu Nuo, who was the oldest in the team, took the temporary command, but it turned out that Fu Nuo was not suitable for commanding at all, and he didn't even have any competitive spirit.

The most urgent thing for PICO at present is to find a player who can take the command position.

Many things - haste makes waste, Min Fengyan will not force it.

After eating, Bei Xiao got up and went to the bathroom to turn on the water. After the water came out, his cell phone rang. He lowered his head and took it out to check the news. When he was walking, he didn't look at the road and bumped into someone.

Bei Xiao was very tall and touched the edge of 1.8 meters, but when he bumped into the opponent, his nose only hit the opponent's shoulder, and the opponent was about 1.9 meters tall.

The other party gave him a little help, and said in a low voice, "Be careful."

The voice was deep and gentle, a little more sexy than the usual subwoofer, and it was a standard male voice.

This male god's voice is still very familiar, very much like the voice that Bei Xiao often hears when playing games, and it belongs to Feng's voice.

He raised his head suddenly. The man in front of him was about 25 years old. He was tall and straight, with handsome features and a sharpness that could not be concealed when he smiled. The arms under the shirt were muscular. - Walking hormones.

The other party's voice made Bei Xiao tremble in disbelief, and subconsciously wanted to ask the other party if he was "Feng", but felt it was inappropriate, so he just whispered, "Sorry."

Min Fengyan stood where he was and watched the boy walk away, and smiled with lowered eyes.

Checked the sound, yes.

What a coincidence, kid.

**

After dinner, Bei Xiao and Qian Song went back to the hotel room to start a live broadcast.

Fans in the live broadcast room found that the picture quality of the game has become worse.

[Xiao Bao, what's wrong with you, why is the picture quality worse than before? 】

[Why is my son so poor that he even sold his own computer? 】

"I came to participate in Yunchen's entertainment competition and borrowed someone else's notebook." Bei Xiao said, "If the picture quality is too bad, I won't broadcast it for a few days."

【Oh, no, no, no, I can bear it, I don't dislike my son's poor picture quality】

[Focus, is Yunchen's entertainment competition going to show his face? ! 】

[Squat a wave of milk dogs]

"Don't show your face." Bei Xiao scanned the screen and chuckled, "Why are you showing your face? I'm a technical anchor and I don't show my face."

[Anchors who don't show their faces are generally ugly]

[Go away from the front, Mama doesn't think her son is ugly]

[The anchor seems to have said it, refer to Jungle Song]

[I think I can also accept Jungle Song...just treat the anchor as a voice actor]

[Brother Jungle Song's appearance, I am in love]

Bei Xiao directly took advantage of the gap in the game and kicked the one who cursed people's appearance, "My live broadcast room does not allow talking about anyone's appearance, the appearance is given by parents, I have no right to choose, and anyone who attacks people with appearance will be blocked. "

"Also, rhythm is not allowed."

As soon as Min Fengyan entered the live broadcast room, he heard Bei Xiao say this.

He directly threw a luxury supercar.

Bei Xiao said directly: "Boss Feng arranges the noodles!"

[Feng: Didn't you say don't call me Boss Feng? 】

Bei Xiao is as good as he is: "Feng God arranges noodles!"

[Boss Feng is here during working hours, is he going to play games with Er Zai? 】

[I'm a little worried about my son's picture quality, can this laptop really drive PUBG? 】

【Feng: Have you arrived in City B? 】

"Here we are." Bei Xiao said, "At the hotel."

When Min Fengyan was typing with his head down, Yao Kuang sent him a message.

Your Father Yao: There is a welcome dinner for this entertainment competition tonight, do you want to attend?

Feng: Look at the arrangement

Your Father Yao: Hey, I want to draw a few players to play games with me. Regardless of winning or losing, those who play with me will be rewarded. I think they must be very happy

Feng: Think too much, those young people who are proud and arrogant don't like this

Your father Yao: Xiaoqi Juechen, the little anchor, is more interesting

Feng: Don't play with him in the future

Your father Yao:?

Feng: Come to your company at six in the evening

Your father Yao: oh

Yao Kuang put down his phone, feeling that Min Fengyan was acting weird today.

Min Fengyan re-entered the live broadcast room, wanting to say something, but didn't know how to say it.

It's not like I haven't seen those teenagers sent to the youth training camp by him before, but they haven't been so hesitant like this time.

Or... wait until night.

The performance of Qian Song's laptop was mediocre, and Bei Xiao used it to play a few rounds. Because of the configuration, he kept getting stuck and made frequent low-level mistakes, so he simply downloaded the broadcast early, packed up and went to the dinner party.

Yunchen’s live broadcast is considered rich and powerful, so he directly booked a five-star hotel in the city for them. The dinner will be held in the banquet hall of the five-star hotel. It has been said that it is best to wear formal clothes, but neither Bei Xiao nor Qian Song like to pack themselves up and wear formal clothes Yes, give up all.

The person in charge of the entertainment competition revealed in the group that the big leaders of the Yao Group will come tonight and let them prepare well.

"Preparing for what?" Qian Song rolled his eyes, "I'm a big man, what preparations do I have to do?"

Bei Xiao had no expression on his face, "Pay attention to your appearance, don't let your stink affect the leader."

He smelled the smell of his feet all afternoon, and he almost felt assimilated.

"Hey." Qian Song smiled embarrassedly, "That's it, just bear with it."

Bei Xiao: "..."

He took a deep breath and decided to take his notebook to the lobby of the hotel.

"Hey, Bei Xiao." Qian Song stopped him when he was about to leave, "We're going to have dinner at a later date, and you're still wearing a mask?"

"talk later."

Bei Xiao took the notebook and went downstairs.

He stayed in the downstairs lobby for a while, feeling that the air was much fresher, put the notebook back in the room, and headed to the hotel banquet hall.

At this time, many people came to the banquet hall of the hotel, some professional players he was familiar with, and some anchors he had seen on Yunchen's homepage.

He and Qian Song registered their names at the entrance of the banquet hall. As soon as Bei Xiao finished registering, someone stood beside him and asked with a sneer, "Xiaoqi Juechen? Are you the one who deserves to come here?"

Bei Xiao put down his pen and raised his head unhurriedly.

The person who challenged him was a little shorter than him, with a thin body and a fair appearance, except that a pair of slanted eyes seemed very mean.

Bei Xiao knew this person, and it was Su Moqian who first conceived that he was hanging.

Bei Xiao felt that although he was young, he had already passed the age of enthusiasm, so he just sneered, "People like you who lose, either someone else hacks, or their own network card should stop playing games as soon as possible, and the big baby should go back to elementary school That’s right, but anyone who has completed elementary school will not say such a thing.”

Su Moqian felt the blood go straight to his forehead, "Xiaoqi Juechen, are you speaking human language?"

He approached Bei Xiao with a grim expression.

The staff next to them immediately stood up nervously and tried to stop them. The anchors are all colleagues, and it is normal for colleagues to be jealous. They have always been against competition, but they can't do it when they rise to the level of hands-on.

But the staff stood far away, and there was no time to stop him. When Su Moqian was about to walk to Bei Xiao, someone stood in front of Bei Xiao and pushed Su Moqian away.

Su Moqian was pushed staggeringly, looking at the tall man in front of him with a confused expression.

Bei Xiao felt that the other party leaned slightly to meet his gaze, and asked in a low voice, "Are you all right?"

The male divine voice poured into his ears unsuspectingly at close range, directly setting off a brainstorm. He had no time to hide his reaction, his heart beat faster, and the tips of his ears were trembling.

It was the man I met during lunch.

The Achilles heel of hardcore voice control is here again.