Don't be too wild [E-sports]

Take a bite.

Little Q glanced at Jun Buye's hand.

Take a dish with chopsticks.

Little Q took another look.

"?" Jun Buye was puzzled, "You don't eat?"

"Eat, eat, eat."

The dignity of a cook cannot be humiliated, Xiao Q took up his job righteously, but was still attracted by the love in Jun Buye's hand, "Hey, captain, the one in your hand..."

Jun Buye: "Does it look good?"

Little Q: "It must look good."

Jun Buye: "Well, I think it looks good too."

"The Mid-Autumn Festival is coming soon, Brother Yu, will we still have a Mid-Autumn Festival holiday this year?"

"Let's go, three days off, go wherever you want." Brother Yu asked Old Kou, "Kou has arrangements?"

Old Kou smiled and said, "Go to my girlfriend's house this year for the Mid-Autumn Festival."

Claw is still the same: "I'm going home."

Brother Yu looked through the calendar on his phone, "Are there any left-behind children? The left-behind children can be settled by themselves for breakfast, lunch and dinner. The staff of the base will also be on vacation."

Snow looked up: "I stay here."

"Don't stay, don't stay, don't stay." Little Q waved his hands again and again, "Brother Yu, Snow shouldn't be a left-behind child this year!"

Brother Yu was curious: "Where are you going to play? You still need to report this."

"Brother Snow is going to my house this year—didn't it be agreed before that my parents invited him to come over." Little Q condemned him, "Snow, how can you come to the scene and not go. My mother has bought all the food! Just wait Do it the day you go!"

Snow: "."

"alright."

Brother Yu turned his gaze to the comrade who hadn't spoken yet: "Brother Ye? What about you?"

"I'm going home too."

"Okay, it's rare. This is the only Mid-Autumn Festival that our team has not had left-behind children in the past few years. It is worth celebrating!"

Brother Yu got up and went to the refrigerator, and took three 500ml cans of beer and six glasses, exactly half a can for each person.

"Go one."

[Simple: Did you watch the latest live broadcast of your fans? ]

[Simple: Forget it, I guess you haven't watched it, I'll show you around]

[simple: link xN]

[Simple: live screenshot xN]

Shen Xianchan held a parent-teacher meeting all morning, had lunch with the two little girls, sent them back to school, and then drove back by himself.

The social quota for the day has been used up.

Even if you wake up from a nap, you cannot recover on your own.

For the sake of friends for many years.

Shen Xianchan didn't delete Jianqi's dialog box, but clicked in to have a look.

... What did the kid do again?

When Shen Xianchan saw clearly the content sent by Jianqi, he was startled for a moment, and then showed his face.

The heart drawn casually on the hand is because Sun Xiaoxiao wanted to draw it.The children's hands were all painted, so Shen Xianchan went to the countryside and drew one for himself.

But the photo sent to Jun Buye was intentional.

Shen Xianchan admitted this.

He also admitted that he was inevitably happy because of Jun Buye's actions.

He threw the Wangwang Xianbei bought at the snack shop during the day in the car and did not take it down.

I finished eating the Want Want Senbei at home the day before yesterday.

"..."

Shen Xianchan poked the senbei:

[Double row? ]

[Want Want Senbei: Good! ]

[Wangwang Senbei: But... have you had dinner yet? ]

[Want Want Senbei: Let’s have dinner first~]

[Want Want Senbei: I am waiting for you online! ]

Don't be hungry if you eat.

Or... Shen Xianchan doesn't feel hungry physically at the moment.It's just that he still listened to Jun Buye's words and went out for dinner.

When he came back to log in to the game, Wangwang Senbei kept his promise and was already waiting for him.

As soon as he went online, an invitation to form a team was sent.

Shen Xianchan opened the microphone: "Today is not a live broadcast."

"Hey, aren't you going to broadcast live?" Jun Buye heard what he said, and turned on the microphone, and the small speaker behind the id blinked.

"Yes." Shen Xianchan clicked on the line, "I'm in line."

"Okay, is it still the same today?"

Recently, the two changed positions in duos, both supported by Shen Xianchan, and Jun Bujun played wild.

Shen Xianchan locked on a regular auxiliary hero, "Come on."

Although he didn't care about it, Shen Xianchan's live broadcast popularity is now at the forefront of the website, and he is a well-known autistic anchor.He usually does not reply to his teammates who are often in line to say hello, but Jun Buye sometimes helps to reply with a smile.

After playing a few games, the wind went smoothly, and Jun Buye casually found a topic to start chatting: "I saw the original drawing of the Mid-Autumn Festival skin on the official Weibo."

"Like it?" Shen Xianchan said, "I like giving you one."

"Well, then I can send you too!"

Shen Xianchan thought for a while and said, "The "Battle of Freedom" still made money."

"Hahahaha!" Jun Buye laughed, and asked, "What are your arrangements for the Mid-Autumn Festival? For me, I want to go home."

"Are you not in your hometown now?"

"Well, I'm from Haishi, and I've been in Beijing for the past few years." Jun Buye explained obediently, "I will go home during the Chinese New Year holidays, and I usually call my parents and send videos."

"Are you in Beijing?" Shen Xianchan asked softly.

Jun Buye: "Yes."

"Some time ago, my elder who celebrated his birthday was also in Beijing." Shen Xianchan smiled, "I knew you were there, so I asked you out to meet."

"Eh……"

It can be heard that Jun Buye's voice was a little low, but soon he said again: "There is still a chance next time, right?"

This is an interrogative sentence.

Jun Buye couldn't be sure of the answer, so he handed over the right to answer to Shen Xianchan.

"Well... let's talk about it next time when we have a chance." Shen Xianchan answered Jun Buye's question at the beginning, "I'm in my hometown, so let's not move during the Mid-Autumn Festival."

"Oh—" Jun Buye nodded knowingly.

When taking a bath at night, the pattern painted by hand on the tiger's mouth will inevitably be melted by the water.Jun Buye calmly wiped off the reddish drops of water, remembering the faint red heart in the photo:

Fake is meaningless.

I want the real. .

A few days passed in a flash.

The limited couple skins of mages and witches are selling very well, and the daily sales curve has remained at the same level after a sharp rise, until the last second before it is removed from the shelves, there are still people buying.

The Mid-Autumn Festival limited edition skins are on the store as scheduled.

Jun Buye packed his luggage and got on the high-speed train back to Hai City.

The time on the high-speed rail is lacklustre, only a cloud passing by outside the window is cute.

Jun Buye raised his phone and took a picture of it through the car window.

[Want Want Senbei: Picture.jpg]

[Xian; huh? ]

[Want Want Senbei: On the high-speed train home!Just saw it!Take a picture and send it to you. ]

[Wangwang Senbei: ...Nothing special, I just thought it was cute when I saw it, so I want to show it to you. ]

[Xian: What a coincidence^^]

[Xian: When I came back from Beijing, I saw stars and wanted to take pictures and share them. ]

[Want Want Senbei: So... I am the lucky one who was chosen to share? ]

[Xian: Who let there be only one Want Want Senbei. ]

[Want Want Senbei: Sahua.jpg]

The terminus of the high-speed rail is Haishi, and people who are full of cars get off at this station, and there is a lot of traffic.

People who come to Haishi High-speed Railway Station for the first time may get lost.

But Jun Buye is too familiar with this place.

Anticipating that his parents would not come to pick him up, Jun Buye went directly to the taxi exit, ready to take a taxi back.

The suitcase contained special products from Beijing.

In fact, Jun Buye thinks that it is no different from the ones sold by well-known online celebrity shops in the streets and alleys of Haishi, but his family likes to give gifts from Beijing, so he brings some with him every time.

manual handling.

The cost is extremely high.

"Are you back?" Jun Buye's mother, Li Zi, was watching a TV series at home, and she got up and came to greet her at the entrance, "Did you eat? I guess not. There is food left in the kitchen, let's go eat, what did you bring?" Put it there, it will be disassembled later."

"What about uncle?"

"There is a cooperation project to discuss, and he went out."

"Big festival..."

"We still need to look at the holidays when discussing business?" Li Zimei asked, "Today is not the Mid-Autumn Festival. He must come back for me during the Mid-Autumn Festival."

Jun Buye cupped his hands at her, "I'm going to eat."

Li Zi came to the restaurant with the tablet in her hand, set it up, and the TV series she was watching just now was playing on it.She sat down at the dining table and asked her son, "Are you in love?"

"Hmm...huh?" Jun Buye denied, "Not yet."

"Oh. That's what will happen in the future."

"...That's fine. How do you know?"

"Look at your live broadcast. My baby, I don't know what he's thinking? Do you need me to help you?" Li Zi said, "Although your father and I have a bad relationship and divorced, I can't find it now." I have found true love. I can learn from you.”

"No need..." Jun Buye remembered that Collapsar was alone in Fengcheng, and changed his words instantly, "There is really something to help."

[Simple: you ask me? ]

[Wild: Come to confirm with you. ]

In Jun Buye’s impression, he never heard Collapsar talk about what kind of mooncakes he likes to eat.

[Simple: He doesn't seem to eat mooncakes before...]

[Simple: He has never eaten the Mid-Autumn Festival supplies sent by the alliance, and gave them all to me. ]

[wild:. ]

Jun Buye thought indifferently, he should have known a long time ago that it was never useful to ask Jianqi, and it was useless to ask.

But he knew that besides Want Want Senbei, Collapsar also likes to eat sweet ones.

and so……

Li Zi looked at his stupid son speechlessly: "What are you doing?"

Jun Buye was at a loss, "I'm adding sugar."

He beat back: "Why did you suddenly interrupt my train of thought!"

Li Zi: "...You added too much sugar."

"Is there?" Jun Buye turned back to the first page of the guide on the phone, looked at the ratio of ingredients on it, and frowned, "This recipe has too little sugar."

Li Zi was angry: "You will kill my daughter-in-law like this! If you add too much sugar, it will be bitter, do you know that?"

"." Jun Buye gave up his position, let Li Zilai play freely, watched from the sidelines, and did not forget to correct, "It's not my daughter-in-law."

Li Zi: "?"

"My daughter-in-law is gone?"

Jun Buye: "He's a man."

"Well, I can see that. If you are a man, you should be a man, and you can make up your own mind." Li Zi was calm, not paying attention to it at all, and ordered Jun Buye to mix the seasoning again, "Like something sweet? Add a little more , there can be a little more, enough is enough... that's all."

When Li Zi's current husband and Jun Buye's stepfather, Fu Ming, came back, he could only hear the sound of chickens flying around in the kitchen.

He changed his slippers and went to the kitchen to check the enemy situation.

I saw my wife ate a piece of dark round cake, spit it into a paper towel, poured a big mouthful of water, and said to Jun Buye very angrily: "I didn't realize that you are so bad at cooking before! You make mooncakes!" Not good! Do you still expect to marry a daughter-in-law!"

Fu Ming stepped forward and hugged her, "Why are you angry?" Then he looked up at Jun Buye, "Xiao Ye."

Jun Buye nodded slightly, "Uncle."

Li Zi sighed: "This son is hopeless. Hey."

Fu Ming smiled, "Is Ono dating?"

"No." Li Zi said, "still chasing."

"It's okay, isn't it just that I made a mistake in making mooncakes at the beginning, and I'll get used to it after doing it a few times." Fu Ming comforted her.

Li Zi still didn't want to understand, staring at Jun Buye's operation, how could he make such a failed work: "It's too bitter!"

"..."

Jun Buye corrected silently in his heart:

Next time, add less sugar secretly.