Baiyueguang professional account

It is naturally impossible for Tang Yang to immediately stay away from his life with a few words of independent chicken soup.

Although Tang Yang showed understanding and caring for him, he didn't say a word about moving back to the dormitory and giving An Mo a completely free and independent living space.

After sending him away, the system started complaining.

[Just now when he was eating, he was chatting with the protagonist Shou. 】

【This person is eating what's in the bowl and looking at what's in the pot! 】

[Although it is just an ordinary chat, this is the beginning of everything!Continue to get along with him at a close distance, and once you pass it on to ten, ten to a hundred, your career will be affected! 】

[Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo! 】

……

Tucao to the end began to chirp.

"Not so fast." An Mo is very confident about the future, "According to the original book, the protagonist Shou is a jealous and coquettish monster. As long as I can act better than him, I won't be able to find any troubles."

It's true to say that, the basic reason for An Mo's tragic ending is that the protagonist is jealous of his love. He imagined the ambiguous story that happened when Tang Yang came to find An Mo, the so-called White Moonlight, after the two quarreled, so He has always regarded An Mo as an imaginary enemy, and after reconciling with Tang Yang, he started blowing pillows.

Tang Yang didn't believe it at first, and he swore that he and An Mo were absolutely fine.

The more this kind of guarantee, the more suspicious the protagonist will be.

As a result, the pillow wind got bigger and bigger, and several private meetings did not give An Mo a good face. Everyone in this circle is a bit famous. After such a commotion, the fans took the rhythm, An Mo is the rumor of "three" Attacked overwhelmingly.

An Mo pinched his eyebrows with a headache.

"Now there is a more important question in front of us." He muttered to himself while cleaning the kitchen, "Why, the big villain suddenly asked me to play games?"

【...He prostrated himself under the host's slacks! 】

This set of remarks is really versatile.

Every world can hear the system use this reason to explain any unfounded question!

He was still shocked when he saw Ling Han send us a WeChat message while eating, and subconsciously wanted to ignore it.

But for some reason, An Mo wanted to laugh when he remembered that Er Er had cheated him into a big Japanese meal today as the captain.

It was a scene where a cold-faced and cold-hearted person was beaten up by a silly two hundred and five and couldn't break out. It was both aggrieved and funny.

So An Mo agreed, thinking that it would be good to play two games at night before going to sleep. Recently, many fans have been asking him about the live broadcast of the game.

Yesterday's pilot episode was very interesting. His other room manager edited the video very well. He edited out the part where he and L Dot match each other after playing a round together, and made a video for him to post.

Title: Is This Love?

An Mo was also amused by the title and the background music and off-site subtitles in the video. After it was posted, the number of views and likes was extremely high.

Today, many new viewers came to the live broadcast room because of this video. Those who kept asking him whether he still played games in the barrage should be new fans.

At eight o'clock in the evening, he went online on time and started broadcasting.

Before that, An Mo contacted Ling Han, and the other party replied quickly, saying that he had already added him as a game friend, just pass it.

Surprised, I started the game, and sure enough, a friend request popped up in the friend column, and the name was HAN.

HAN corresponds to 'Han', which is easier to recognize. An Mo didn't have a note, but said to the fans in the live broadcast room: "This is my friend, and I will play double row tonight. After all, yesterday's winning rate is too low, the audience It doesn't look good."

——No, actually we enjoyed watching yesterday's dramatic game.

——Hahahahahahahaha yesterday was so funny!

——Quickly add that L-point friend and ask him if he still recognizes you!

An Mo didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "What do you say when I added it? 'Hello, I'm Milady who was tortured and killed by you yesterday' or 'Hello, I'm Yao who called you Brother Wild King yesterday', no matter what you say, it's very strange ah."

There was a ball of laughter in the barrage.

In the single dormitory of the SL Club, the lights were dim, and the mobile phone and the computer released white light at the same time, reflecting the man's sharp-edged face, and the slightly curved lips made the profile of the profile more perfect.

To be honest, he would rather hear the latter sentence.

The friend request was approved, and Ling Han directly invited the other party to start a round of ranking.

This is the trumpet he established before, and he hasn't played for several seasons, and has already fallen to gold, so it's just time to use it to score with the little anchor.

"Today's professional score, it feels much better to have teammates to guide me than yesterday. In order to concentrate on playing games, I don't often watch barrage. I only have one request. When there are audiences expressing different opinions, don't make noise, don't make trouble."

After speaking, he put on his earphones and clicked on the team voice.

"Do you want to turn on the voice?"

In the lower left corner of the live broadcast room is a small camera, which shows An Mo's hands.Ling Han kept staring, and when he heard the voice coming from the phone, he was slightly taken aback, and then realized that the other party was asking himself.

Ling Han paused, cleared his throat, and took a sip of water from the glass beside him.Then he turned on the voice, deliberately lowered his voice, and said, "En."

Even he himself didn't realize how nervous the preparations before the speech were, which shows that he attaches great importance to playing games with the little anchor.

The voice is low and deep, as if it is close to the ear, and it arouses a tingling sensation.An Mo caught his breath and looked at the barrage.

--I am pregnant.

--I also……

— Husband, I'm sorry I'm pregnant with your friend's voice child.

Only by seeing the sand sculpture words in the barrage, An Mo can find himself from the waves.

"Hey, don't engrave these nonsense words in your DNA."

Ling Han: "What?"

"Ah, no, I'm talking to fans." An Mo said, "I'm live broadcasting, is it okay?"

"It's okay." Ling Han frowned, "I know."

"Huh? Are you watching my live broadcast?"

"Yeah." Ling Han said with a smile and a lazy tone: "Let's see how your skills are."

My own technology can't be considered a complete rookie, but in the eyes of these professionals, I'm afraid it's no different from a rookie.

"It can be evaluated rationally." An Mo patted his slightly steamy cheeks, "But don't say I'm a primary school student."

——hahahahahaha!

—Humble request.

——Laughing to death, why is this anchor so funny!

There was a slight chuckle from the earphone, which was fleeting, and even if you wanted to trace it back, you couldn't find the source.

After getting ready, the two quickly matched into the game.

Because it is a gold rank, it is relatively free to choose a role.

"I'll make up for it, and you take what you're good at."

Ling Han who said these words was like a domineering president. An Mo, who had been replaced too many times yesterday, was moved in his heart.

Not surprisingly, the positions of mage and shooter were robbed.An Mo wanted to play singles, but just after he clicked on Arthur, he saw Lu Bu was chosen on the fourth floor.

The other party probably thought that no one would choose for a long time, so he chose directly. An Mo had no choice but to say, "You can play jungle. I can use any support you need."

"Whatever." At the same time, Ling Han chose Baili Xuance.

An Mo thought for a while and chose Yao instead.

——Ah, ha, ha, ha, here, here, here!

——Brother Ye Wang, can I be on top of you!

——It's over, I thought of yesterday's round again, and I almost died of laughter.

An Mo looked at the barrage and couldn't help being startled.

"I have to see if there are any couples among the other three." He quickly glanced over the names of his teammates, and found that none of the words were next to each other. He was relieved, "Fortunately, there are no couples."

"What happened to the couple?"

"You will be scolded." An Mo explained to Ling Han: "Yesterday I played a game of Yao, because the girl told me about the boy in the couple, and she told me the whole game."

Ling Han pursed his lips, that scene was vivid in his memory.

"Don't worry about it next time." Ling Han said, "Block everyone and focus on beating yourself."

"But it wasn't too bad in the end." Hearing the coldness of Hanshen's voice, An Mo remedied: "We still won in the end, and were taken away by a jungler."

You should forget about those bad things and just remember the happy game experience!Ling Han hummed in satisfaction, and the next second, he heard the little anchor add.

"Then in the next game, I found that the opponent was on the opposite side, also in the jungle position, and knocked me out."

Ling Han: ...

The trumpet at point L is very important.

At this time, he sharply saw a colorful sentence across the bullet screen in the live broadcast room.

[House Management [-]]: Hahahaha, do you want to know who that person is?

An Mo became interested: "Who is it? You wouldn't go online secretly to join someone, would you?"

"Cough!" Ling Han snorted violently.

There was silence in the earphones.

"I choked on the water." Ling Han lied without changing his face.

"...Oh." An Mo held his breath, exhaled slowly, "Drink slowly."

"Okay, I remember."

"..."

In fact, it was just a polite gesture, and there was no need to respond so seriously.

Entering the game, An Mo concentrated on playing the game, and the goblins in the barrage naturally couldn't attract his attention.

Zier lay on the bed in the dormitory, humming and chirping twice: "I also want to have a sweet double row with Xiaoyi."

"You are enough." Chu He lifted the curtain from the next door to probe, and angrily said, "Can you act like a man!"

"I'm not a man anymore!" Zier patted the pillow and said excitedly: "If I fight with Xiaoyi, I will definitely win every round! I will give him whatever he wants, red, blue, big and small dragons, whatever he wants. If you want five kills, I will give him five kills! Isn’t this a man? This is all Tie Ye!”

"What the hell is Master Tie..." Chu He held his forehead speechlessly.

"What a good thing is this called HAN." Zier refused to accept it, and began to slander his friend, "The subwoofer is just better, just like the friend who went to a small family to grab a meal today. What's better? Wandering in the waves, not at all disciplined!"

"...But don't you think the voice of this HAN is a bit familiar?"

"Not familiar, when I grow up, it will be this kind of subwoofer."

The dormitory fell into a brief silence, I don't know how long it took——

"Are you watching Xiaoyi's live broadcast?"

Chuhe was silent.

Zier squinted, jumped out of bed, and went straight to the upper bunk of Chuhe.

"Hey, hey, I'm just trying to gain popularity, what are you doing—"

"You secretly watched Xiaoyi's live broadcast behind my back!"

"What does it mean to be behind your back? Isn't it about having a heart to appreciate beauties?"

"You turn it off!"

"I do not."

……

With Ling Han around, this game was like a master entering the novice field and sweeping away thousands of troops.

The opponent surrendered when Baili Xuance got ten heads.

After winning a round in less than 15 minutes, An Mo looked at the notification of victory, fell silent for two seconds, then put down his phone suddenly, and clapped his hands.

"Wonderful." An Mo shook his head in admiration, "Did you see, this is the Great God."

--awesome!

——Hahahaha The anchor finally experienced the feeling of lying down and winning.

--keep going!Starlight tonight!

"Hmm..." An Mo dragged his voice, and asked Ling Han softly, "Do you think we can go to Xingyao tonight?"

The already gentle voice was like a coquettish because of the intentionally slowed down tone, making Han thin lips lightly pursed, looking at the cute orange cat head in the team, the soft color flashed in his eyes, like thousands of stars releasing light together.

"Not tonight." He said somewhat disruptively.

An Mo snorted. Even though he knew that there was not enough time to go to Xingyao tonight, he was still a little disappointed.

In the next second, the man's voice continued to come.

"Go to bed early at night."

"Do not stay up all night."

"I'll take you to the king this week."

The author has something to say: Ling Han: Did my flirting move you?

Zill: I don't think so.

Tang Yang: I don't think so.

System: I don't think so!

An Mo: OK.