Baiyueguang professional account

Tang Yang came downstairs wearing a large vest and shorts, his head was still wet, dripping off drops of water.

An Mo couldn't say a word and watched the floor where he walked all the way dotted with small water droplets.

"Why didn't you dry your hair?"

"I'm so hungry." Tang Yang greeted him as he sat on the dining chair like a master: "Come and eat."

Regarding this familiar behavior, An Mo didn't know what to say. He sat across from him, lowered his head, and found a can of beer beside his bowl.

"Where did it come from?" An Mo frowned.

"My place." Tang Yang opened it for him with one hand, "Congratulations to me for winning the game."

An Mo said with a cold face, "I don't drink beer."

"Drink once in a while..."

Seeing that An Mo's expression was not moved at all, Tang Yang compromised, "Okay, you drink Coke, and I'll drink all two cans of beer."

Tang Yang was obedient to him, but when he thought of his own ending in the original book, An Mo couldn't show a good face towards Tang Yang.

In the later period, the protagonist Gong and the protagonist Shou separated and reunited, and quarreled for various reasons. At this time, Tang Yang would think of him as a bamboo horse.

In the original book, although An Mo has always regarded Tang Yang as his best friend, he really didn't know that the other party once regarded him as Bai Yueguang, and tried his best to adjust their relationship. In the end, in the eyes of the protagonist Shou, he became A gentle and scheming whore.

After reconciling, he blew the pillow wind in Tang Yang's ear. Over time, Tang Yang, a fool, began to suspect that An Mo liked him and tried to break them up.At a party, he rejected An Mo in public, and since then, An Mo has gained a very bad reputation in the e-sports circle and has been insulted by fans from all over.

Squinting to see Tang Yang eating a piece of braised pork, An Mo almost blurted out: 500 million yuan for a piece of meat, pay.

"Your cooking skills are getting better and better." After eating a bite of meat, Tang Yang said with great satisfaction: "Obviously, during the winter and summer vacations before, when we spent all day doing homework together, I was the one who asked about lunch. Let's solve it."

Reminiscing about the past, An Mo was discouraged, picked up chopsticks and began to eat in small bites.

"Instant noodles, bread sausage, quick-frozen dumplings."

In a calm tone, he pointed out several resident foods that Tang Yang used for lunch at that time.

Tang Yang snorted, raised his head, and stared at him with burning eyes, "I did that too. Now you should make up for me who did my best at that time?"

"Can't eating meat stop your mouth?" Glancing at him, An Mo opened his mouth and said, "Winning the game doesn't mean you marry a rich woman. Your life will continue in the future, and you will start to drift."

Not knowing when his gentle and elegant hair became so annoying, Tang Yang could only helplessly follow his words: "I don't marry a rich woman."

"Why, marry a rich woman?"

"...I like men."

The words fell, and the surrounding fell into silence.

Holding the bowl, Tang Yang nervously waited for An Mo's reaction, as if a deer was bumping around in his heart, full of anticipation.

But he was destined to be disappointed.

An Mo ate calmly and deliberately dragged him, chewed and swallowed a mouthful of food, and then said slowly: "What does it have to do with me?"

Tang Yang was a little frustrated, "What if I like you?"

"Unless you don't even want to be friends." An Mo raised his eyebrows, "Okay, let's stop joking. Eat quickly, wash the dishes after eating, and then go back and have an early rest."

Tang Yang: "...do I still have to do the dishes?"

"nonsense."

This is where the winner's treatment!

But in the past two years, Fa Xiao's personality has always been like this. Although the words just now were a bit ruthless, Tang Yang was relieved. Fortunately, the other party felt that he was joking, otherwise he really didn't know how it would end.

"If you don't go out, you don't know that I'm very popular in our circle." Tang Yang leaned over and whispered, "A little fan came to me today to ask for an autograph. I heard that he was also a streamer who played games. Seeing my cheek It's red, and a little cute."

An Mo pushed him away with one hand, "Congratulations."

"That's it?"

"I wish you an early birth to a precious son?"

"...Don't be mad at me."

Tang Yang is here, but how many meals An Mo cooks, it is destined to be CD-ROM.After eating and drinking, An Mo drank water desperately to suppress the taste of food in his mouth, and sat on a chair to watch Tang Yang clean up the table.

The kitchen is open and close to the dining table.While Tang Yang was cleaning the dishes, An Mo remembered some incomprehensible details that he encountered during live streaming and playing games today.

For example, why didn't the player named L spot arrest people when he used Han Xin?

There was a professional person less than three meters away. An Mo adhered to the idea of ​​not asking for nothing, opened his thin lips, and called him: "Tang Yang, I have a question for you."

"what?"

"Isn't it convenient for Han Xin to arrest people in the early stage?"

"..."

The sound of splashing water was suddenly turned off, Tang Yang turned his head and looked at him in shock: "What did you say?"

"I said, isn't it convenient for Han Xin to arrest people in the early stage?" An Mo repeated patiently.

"No way, you can catch people if you have a chance in the early stage of the jungle, otherwise what do you do after clearing the jungle? Plant mushrooms in the jungle?" Tang Yang put down the plate and said in a very serious tone: "What's wrong? You also want to play games ?"

"It doesn't count." An Mo said vaguely: "The platform wants me to broadcast more tricks, and I'm considering whether to play games."

"Fight, I'll take you." Tang Yang said immediately.

"No." An Mo refused: "The live broadcast effect I want, you lead me all the way to a high rank, what are the audience watching?"

Tang Yang nodded: "That's right. Then I'll help you..."

"You should train hard." An Mo turned on the teaching director mode: "If you win once, you will feel invincible? Next time you meet someone who will beat you even harder."

"Although I know you have no malicious intentions, it's really unpleasant to hear that."

An Mo stood up, folded his arms and looked at him: "No."

Tang Yang chuckled lightly: "Why?"

An Mo: "I have malicious intentions."

Tang Yang: "..."

After clearing away the dishes, Tang Yang turned on the 'greasy' mode again.

"You really don't need me here to accompany you?" He raised his eyebrows, his handsome face was sunk in the light and shadow, and An Mo's handsome face was reflected in his deep eyes, which seemed to turn into a whirlpool, gradually sinking into it.

"Stop doing this." An Mo frowned, "Didn't you notice that you are getting greasy?"

Tang Yang, who was just praised by a small fan today for being more handsome in real life than in the camera: "..."

Fa Xiao is still Fa Xiao after all, not like Xiao Fan, whose mouth is as sweet as if smeared with honey.

Although he was bullied, Tang Yang still reluctantly grabbed the door frame.An Mo was not polite, closing the door smoothly, if Tang Yang hadn't stopped quickly, he would have asked for leave from the team to help.

Before going to bed, An Mo found that the shopping vlog he edited today passed the review and sent it out.The viewing volume was not too much, it was all fans watching, he reposted it casually, then turned off all electronic devices and fell asleep.

The next day, his account's private messages were bombarded.

[House Management [-]]: Little one one one one!Are you in City A? !You are also in City A!

[House Management [-]]: I saw the video you posted last night, is it A downtown street!Basement level shopping mall!

[House Management [-]]: AhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhMianji!I want to see you woo woo woo!

An Mo watched sleepily the series of text messages sent by Er Er, and then checked the time, it was three o'clock in the morning.

It's six o'clock in the morning. I guess the other side is still awake, so I put my phone aside to charge and go to the kitchen to prepare breakfast materials.

Taking out the ingredients from the refrigerator to slow down, An Mo went to take a shower and put on comfortable home clothes.

06:30, live broadcast on time.

Not long after the live broadcast started, it was shown that the room manager Er Er had entered the live broadcast room.

An Mo was making a porridge with preserved eggs and lean meat in the morning. He was peeling the eggshells when he saw him come in, he was taken aback.

"Aren't you asleep?" He asked helplessly, "You sent me a message at three o'clock in the middle of the night. Are you awake now or haven't slept?"

[House Management [-]]: I was so excited that I couldn't sleep.

[Housing Manager [-]]: Hurry up and reply to my message!

"Reply to you after the broadcast." An Mo smiled: "I thought you were sleeping, so I didn't reply immediately to disturb you."

[House Manager [-]]: It's okay, I'm not in a hurry!

"Go to bed quickly."

[House Manager [-]]: I'll go to bed after breakfast.

The number of people in the live broadcast room has gradually increased. There are really not many anchors who cook and eat breakfast on a regular basis in the morning. At first, everyone tried to take a look at it. Later, they became fans of various conditions, such as voice , a hand that is enough to touch, and delicious food that is delicious in color and fragrance.

While cooking porridge, An Mo heard a knock on the door. There was no one else who knocked on the door so early, except for a certain Faxiao upstairs.Instead of answering the door, he sent a text message to Tang Yang with his mobile phone: Don't bother me during the live broadcast.

Tang Yang:.

Excluding this small episode, An Mo's breakfast live broadcast went on smoothly.

After the end, An Mo contacted Er Er.He and Erer met about five years ago. They were in the same chat group. There were not many people in the group, but they were all netizens who got along very well.I still remember that when An Mo was struggling to take the college entrance examination, Erer occasionally popped up and said that he had finally stolen his father's cell phone, and disappeared after chatting for a while.

After An Mo went to university, he didn't know that Er Er was going to take the senior high school entrance examination. He was the youngest child in that group.

Later, when he broadcast live, Erer became his little fanboy.

So to a certain extent, Er Er is indeed his first batch of fans, and they can be trusted!

It's not impossible to meet each other. Although An Mo has never met a netizen before, two or two are always different.

So he agreed.

"Really? Then let's meet today!" During the voice call, Er Er's excited voice came, "How about just Central Street? There is a cold drink shop there, at eleven o'clock at noon, I will wait for you there!"

"Afternoon, you sleep more." An Mo said.

"No, no, I have to train... to go to work in the afternoon." Er Er hurriedly refused, "I can only have lunch together, I don't want to miss it!"

"OK then."

It stands to reason that Er Er should go to college now.But for some reason, he said a long time ago that he was working, and it was a job with an extremely unstable schedule.

An Mo didn't intend to inquire about his private affairs. The Central Street was very close to his apartment, so he didn't need to prepare in advance. He would have time to go out at 10:30.

Randomly flipping through the address book, he saw that Tang Yang had sent him a message, just 10 minutes ago.

It said that he went to training and hoped to have dinner together when he came back in the evening.

An Mo: Pay for the food.

Although the chief An Mo in the original novel was attacked by the protagonist and this pair of brain-dead couples was tricked a lot, but now he and Tang Yang still know each other well, and there is no estrangement from the Jiaojiao protagonist.An Mo deliberately treated the other party coldly, but if he behaved too much, it would become An Mo's problem in the eyes of others.

Tang Yang: No problem.I'll buy the ingredients, seafood dinner tonight.

Taking a break in the morning, An Mo was not in a hurry to play games.He chatted with the person in charge of the Bozhan live broadcast platform for a while, and decided to take a look at other types of live broadcasts, and then consider whether to develop a game sideline.

Entering a girl's live broadcast room, she is one of the relatively well-known chat anchors on the platform. She usually just chats, thank you for giving gifts, or sings.Her sweet voice coupled with the loli look unique to Asians makes her very popular.

When An Mo entered the live broadcast room, she happened to be singing.

I have to say, as long as you have good looks, a good voice, and a few bosses in your live broadcast room, the popularity and popularity will continue.But he is also talkative, unlike An Mo, who usually only answers questions on the barrage and never initiates a conversation.

After imagining himself sitting in front of a chair and staring dryly at the camera without saying a word, An Mo silently closed the page.

— it doesn't work.

Afterwards, he entered several live broadcast rooms, either playing games, singing, or studying... He substituted himself in every live broadcast method, and found that it was easier to play games without showing his face, You don't have to chat with everyone for a long time.

It was noon in a flash, and An Mo put aside the question of the direction of the sideline business for the time being.Dress neatly and go out the door.

He didn't go early, so he just stepped into the cold drink shop at the appointed time.It wasn't Saturday or Sunday, the store was very deserted, but the group of quiet young people sitting in the corner still made An Mo feel a little uncomfortable.

I ordered a cup of coffee and found a seat by the window, two small tables away from those people.An Mo took out his phone, lowered his head and was about to send a message to Er Er, when he suddenly felt a piercing gaze piercing through the frozen air and shooting towards him.

An Mo raised his eyebrows, and looked up accurately.

Among the group of young people, there was a very muscular man sitting in the corner. In the hot summer, he was wearing a black T-shirt, trousers, and a cool peaked cap, covering a third of his face. Mo Ce's expression was also hidden in the cast shadow, making it impossible for people to see clearly.

——This line of sight came from him.

The author has something to say: This is also a meeting (with confidence)

I heard that someone is going to pick up my draft box hahahahahaha!Next month, I will try to update [-] words a day, [-] words per chapter, provided that I have finished writing this month's draft of this world!

I work hard!