Boys can't shed tears easily

Mu Bai found a rented self-built house of more than ten square meters on the website, not including water and electricity. Fortunately, the rent is cheap and the transportation is not too troublesome.

Of course, the money was borrowed from the bank.

I dragged my luggage and came downstairs, looking at the long and narrow stairway of the rental house, the damp musty smell came down the corridor.

The room he lived in was on the third floor, and the landlord had left the key under the carpet.

The suitcase was filled with clothes and simple daily necessities. Moving to the third floor had already made Mu Bai's hands tremble, and his legs hit by the suitcase couldn't even exert any strength, and he almost fell on the stairs several times.

Finally reaching the third floor, Mu Bai leaned against the wall for a while, took out the key from under the dusty carpet, and pushed open the door.

He was not the only one living in the rental house. The original space of more than 100 square meters was divided into four rooms of different sizes by dividing it with wall panels. The four tenants shared the bathroom, and there was a personal electric meter in the room.

It was very late, and the other tenants were already asleep, snoring heavily through the poor-quality wall panels.

There is actually someone in the world who snores louder than his top laner.

Mu Bai sighed in surprise.

The quilts and mattresses are all left over from the previous term.

Padding it with his own clothes, Mu Bai curled up halfway and quickly fell asleep.

A night without dreams.

The next day.

Mu Bai adjusted the alarm clock at five o'clock in the morning, got up from the bed on time, brushed his teeth and washed his face.

The company provides anchor training and live broadcast rooms. Many small anchors who live in inconvenient places or are just starting out will use the company’s live broadcast area to clock in as if they were ordinary jobs.

Evening is the peak traffic of the live broadcast, and many anchors have adjusted to the underworld for this reason. When Mu Bai came to the company's live broadcast area, there was no one there.

Originally the anchor of Yanzhi District, he swiped his card to get his phone, and entered the password according to his memory to enter the page.

The first thing that catches the eye is the few subscriptions in the upper right corner.

370 five, nearly [-] is the increase in the past seven days.

It is estimated that it is all for the news of falling into the water.

There is also a conspicuous guild signing logo hanging on the head portrait, and all the scroll down are the company's working anchors.

Mu Bai's Mu Baibai ranked first from the bottom, as for the second to last...

Seventeen thousand subscriptions.Mu Bai silently closed the company interface and opened the live broadcast.

The technology in this world seems to be more advanced than before time travel. You can buy a smart phone with Internet access for a few hundred yuan.

Seeing the circle getting better gradually, Mu Bai felt a momentary nervousness in his heart.

In the past, he didn't need to face the comments on the Internet when he was interviewed or broadcasted games. This is his first live broadcast.

Mu Bai swallowed, and his appearance was quickly reflected on the phone screen.

The young man in the picture has red lips and white teeth, his amber eyes are a little too big, his skin is so fair and tender that it can be pierced with a fingertip, and the tiny blue studs on his ears are dazzling.

Perhaps because of the falling into the water incident, a few barrages were rarely posted in the deserted anchor room.

[The anchor is here]

【No matter how hyped it is, it’s impossible to be popular, give up on it】

【This kind of person is not worthy of red】

Basically it was all scolding, occasionally a passerby who didn't know the truth appeared, but no one spoke for him.

Mu Bai has long been used to it.

Looking across the barrage, the boy cleared his throat and said hello shallowly.

【If you are not good, I will be fine】

【roll】

[Get out of the live broadcast circle]

[It’s still alive, the garbage that occupies public resources, why doesn’t it die in the river]

The last bullet screen suddenly appeared, with exaggerated special effects, and it was actually a VIP member of the platform.

This barrage quickly resonated with others, and the condemnation instantly flooded the screen, and even Mu Bai's face was covered by the barrage, making it difficult to see clearly.

Mu Bai skipped the news, but his eyes suddenly became hot.

He touched his face in disbelief, and his fingertips touched a piece of warm water.

Since he can remember, Mu Bai has never cried.

Recently... the mood has fluctuated a bit.

Mu Bai lowered his eyes and pursed his lips.

He stood up and bowed deeply to the camera.

"I'm sorry." Mu Bai said in a deep voice.

He has read a lot of reports these days, and he knows how much commotion it caused.

The TV station reported in real time that the rescue team almost blocked the river and searched for hours without sleep.

Mu Bai raised his eyes and looked at the camera.

His voice was not loud, but he was very serious: "I will write to the rescuers to thank them, and I will never make this mistake again in the future. I am really sorry."

JG team club.

JG is one of the old clubs in China. After years of development, it has expanded the gym and swimming pool outside the office and training area. It is already the leader in the treatment of players in e-sports.

In the swimming pool, a figure swam by.

The upper body of the youth is naked/naked, the smooth back line is completely wrapped in the water, and the arms that occasionally stick out of the water are slender and powerful.

After a round of swimming, Jize left the swimming pool by grabbing the handrails, and the water droplets condensed into dense lines on the tips of his hair, outlining the youthful facial features.

Under the lazy eyebrows, there seemed to be a kind of sheathed sharpness looming in it, which made people unable to move their eyes away.

In the distance, a man holding a towel came over.

It's Ruan Yi.

Jize raised his eyes to look at him, reached out to take the towel, and wiped his hair.

"Do you still remember the handsome guy we saw last night?" Ruan Yi held the phone with excitement in his eyes.

Jize: "..."

"do not remember."

"You're really boring." Ruan Yi clicked his tongue and flipped through the news: "Isn't there a big tide by the river last week? There was a little anchor who was not afraid of death to shoot the tide, and he almost died in the tide."

"Guess what, it's actually that person from yesterday. Our colleague from Bear TV is called Mu Baibai."

As he spoke, Ruan Yi raised the volume and played it out, and the cool young voice came out.

The voice is polite and sincere, but the faint crying hidden in the words can be heard.

Ji Ze stopped wiping slightly, and the water droplets condensed on his forehead and fell into his eyes.

He was crying again.

Crying when being hit by something, apologizing and crying, when can I not shed tears?

But he was apologizing so seriously and responsibly, saying sorry while crying.

Unable to see the face, J Ze inexplicably recalled the boy's backlit face from yesterday, with red eyes and tightly pursed lips.

Like a snow-white kitten with soft fur but ready to raise its sharp claws at any time.

Ji Ze closed his eyes, then slowly opened them.

"Don't you want to rank?" He said seemingly unintentionally, "The vacation will be over in two weeks, and you will still be ranked first in the team by then."

Ruan Yi looked down at the time, and left as quickly as if he had been stabbed by a needle, without looking back.

Jize watched his figure disappear, and suddenly picked up the phone.

Open Bear TV and click on the search bar.

As soon as I clicked to subscribe, the page of the live broadcast room suddenly popped up. It was different from Jize's imagination. There were hundreds of people watching online, and the barrage changed from scolding to education.

The thick eyelashes cast a shadow under the eyes, and Ji Ze lowered his eyelashes.

Unfollowed again.

Many people who subscribed to the live broadcast room really came to watch the show.

The subscription function of Bear TV is equivalent to collecting the anchor, put the anchor into your favorites, and receive notification reminders every time the broadcast starts.

Subscription is the guarantee of the number of viewers in the future. Every anchor will pay attention to it, and many small anchors will also thank everyone who clicks to subscribe.

According to his original habit, Mu Bai opened the music software and hummed softly.

[Jze] Subscribed to you.

After receiving the subscription reminder, the teenager gently opened his lips. The words of thanks have not been half spoken yet, and new news comes one after another.

[Jze] canceled the subscription.

Mu Bai raised his eyes in confusion, biting the tip of his tongue with his teeth.

[By the way, do you really believe his apology?]

[At least I don't believe it]

[Stop being a monster, you still want the apology entry to be searched again, right?]

[Withdraw, withdraw, I might as well go to the League of Legends game to waste time with you here]

Seeing this barrage, Mu Bai stared slightly.

There is no other, mainly because one of the nouns is too familiar.

This world is similar to the original Earth, but completely different.

All the national celebrities who used to be common have changed, and even the singers he often listens to are nowhere to be found.

Unexpectedly, he could see this game that painted so many colors in his life again.

Take out your phone and search for League of Legends.

A page of characters appeared from the page. Compared with the picture in memory, this game is more complete, and there are even many heroes that Mu Bai has never seen before, and the elemental dragon mode.

Immediately below the game is a World Tournament entry.

Not long after the game ended, the highlights of the finals were played in a loop, but as soon as they clicked on the main page, there were countless shouts like a tsunami.

Everyone is shouting a common name——

JG!

The venue, which was bigger and more spectacular than the previous life, was full of golden rain, and the bright spotlights hit a few young people. They faced countless cameras, raised their trophies high, and cheered and screamed together.

He noticed the young man in the center of the picture.

The young man was tall, at least a head taller than the people around him, his slender legs were wrapped in the trousers, and he raised his eyes by chance, but he couldn't find any joy in his dark pupils.

It seems to be just a wandering spirit that just follows his teammates indifferently and wanders outside the team.

Mu Bai glanced at the personal introduction below.

Game ID [Fade], real name Jize.

The JG player, the champion mid laner and FMVP of three consecutive S games, also led the team to win the league spring and summer, MSI and S games last year, becoming the No. 1 in the history of the competition.

No.1.

Mu Bai held his breath for an instant. He had clenched the mouse tightly, and the days and nights of fighting in the canyon came to mind, victories again and again, as well as the voice calling his name when he won the championship, and the heavy but extremely dazzling trophy in his hand.

Mu Bai gripped the phone tightly.

The desire to touch League of Legends has never been greater, to touch the keyboard, to get back into that game, despite…

It was no longer what he was familiar with.

"Sorry, I'll go out for a while." Mu Bai apologized to the barrage in a low voice, and pushed open the door.

The company mainly trains the anchors of the good-looking outdoor area, but also signs a part of the game area. The divided computer room is on the east side of the live broadcast area. Only ten machines are prepared, but there are still few people.

As soon as he stepped into the game area, he heard a cry.

The door of the room was slightly open. A young man was wearing headphones, holding the mouse tightly with his right hand. On the screen, the Death Singer was holding a staff. The shadow of the Q skill slowly formed in front of him and exploded on the blue buff.

It's a pity that the control of blood volume is still a little bit worse.

The opponent's blind monk saw that the buff was beaten into blood, and immediately handed in the E skill to slap the floor and level A to take away the blue buff.

Death song failed to defend the blue, and he didn't leave immediately. Instead, he surrendered the deceleration wall in an attempt to fight back. The blind monk touched his eyes and leaned on him. The Q skill was used to kill him immediately.

"You have been laid!"

The young man released the mouse in despair, with regret on his face.

He is the only anchor in the game area in the company. Recently, the Mercury retrograde live broadcast has repeatedly knelt. He originally planned to get up early to transfer luck, but he did not expect to lose even worse.

One morning, I was stunned and didn't win.

"Blue is the lifeblood of dead songs. How can I play without blue. It's impossible to give it to the blind monk..." The anchor, whose screen name is Orange, murmured, only to realize that there was suddenly another person in front of the door.

Haicheng is located in the tropics, and the temperature is high all year round. In December, many people wear short sleeves, and a sweater can survive the winter safely.

In the [-]-degree air-conditioned room, the man was wearing a long-sleeved white shirt with a slightly longer hem covering his buttocks, revealing two delicate thighs.

It was a very delicate and beautiful face, and Cheng Zi couldn't help but take a second look.

It's a pity that the bones of the body look too fragile, and the facial features are soft, which doesn't meet his aesthetics.

People, it is healthier to have more meat.

"Brother, are you here to apply for a job as an anchor?" Cheng Zi asked proactively, "The office area is on the second floor, so you went by the wrong way."

Mu Bai pursed his lips, and explained: "I'm a contract anchor in the beauty zone, and I just came here to have a look."

"Oh, then you sit here. Don't worry, I didn't start the broadcast." Chengzi was still dead in the blue zone, waiting to be resurrected, and got up to move a stool for Mu Bai.

"No need." Mu Bai was rarely treated so enthusiastically, so he quickly refused: "I just want to see."

"You also want to broadcast League of Legends?" Orange asked.

He is the only game anchor in the whole company, and he can't talk to each other at every dinner party. He feels like he's going to get bored.

Hearing this sentence, Mu Bai suddenly became a little dazed.

Before time travel, the technology of game live broadcasting was immature, and most of the live broadcasting areas were Internet celebrities singing with a microphone.

He never imagined that one day, a game as big as League of Legends would be able to be broadcast on the webcast room, where it would be popular and attract tens of thousands of viewers.

League of Legends... Can it also be broadcast live?