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He held back all night without calling the other party's name.

In double row games, voice communication can only be spoken to this person.

So at this moment, the desire that had been accumulated for a long time was infinitely magnified, clamoring to rush out of the sealed gate, turning into a dense net, covering An Mo without a single gap.

Is it Mr. Ling, or Hanshen?

An Mo thought, probably none of these men wanted to hear.

I was teased all night, so I should return a gift.

Knowing what the other party wanted to hear, An Mo's turbulent breathing gradually returned to regularity. He blocked the system's speech in advance, raised the phone with both hands, and slowly leaned back, leaning his head on the back of the chair, leaning upwards, and the light streamed down his chin The line of the neck extends to the bulge of the Adam's apple, and finally sinks into the neckline.

At the same time, a long sigh escaped from his throat, like a comfortable moan.

"Um……"

A sly light flashed in An Mo's eyes, the corners of An Mo's lips curled up, and his whole body was filled with a loose atmosphere. His lazy sitting posture made him look like a nobleman in the middle ages, and the sense of nobility that burst out from his bones made him surrender willingly.

With a lift of her thin lips, the sound of the two characters spit out from her mouth rises, "Ling Han?"

The strands, like falling feathers, sweep Ling Han's ears one after another.

"is this okay?"

"To thank you for playing games with me today, if you want to hear..."

"I'll yell a few more times, okay?"

"Linghan..."

"Ling Han."

"Ling Han."

……

The vaguely ambiguous voice finally ended with an abrupt knock on the door.

An Mo only said that there was a knock on the door, but before he could say goodbye, a quick good night came from the headset, and then the voice was cut off, and the heads of the team disappeared.

Even though they didn't face each other, An Mo could still feel the embarrassment when they fled.

Someone came to the house, it was Tang Yang who left after dinner and now returned again.

An Mo was taken aback when he opened the door and saw him, because Tang Yang's face was so black that ink dripped out, and the lights in the corridor were already dim. Anger almost turned into a sharp knife.

"Aren't you going to invite me in?"

Before An Mo could open his mouth, Tang Yang sarcastically said such a sinister remark.

"I just opened the door." An Mo raised his eyebrows inexplicably, "What, did you eat seafood so badly? You're so hostile."

Tang Yang took a deep breath, and the way he suppressed his anger gave An Mo a clue.

"What do you want to say?" An Mo asked directly, not ready to make way to invite him in.

The gentle voice of the bamboo horse in the live broadcast echoed in his mind, and Tang Yang could even make up An Mo's dependence on that person when he was playing games, and his heart felt sour, which almost caused him to have difficulty breathing.

"Do you know who you are playing games with?" Tang Yang's tone seemed to be full of hope, "It's Ling Han, do you know—it's Ling Han from SL Club."

If he didn't know, but just met a netizen casually, and then double rowed with the other party, why should he be angry.

Reassuring himself like this, Tang Yang just raised the corners of his lips, and when he wanted to reconfirm with the indifferent young man, he only heard the other party reply very calmly: "I know."

"……what?"

"I said, I know." An Mo repeated firmly: "He is Ling Han, I have always known about it."

The whole person seemed to have fallen into an ice cellar, and the surrounding chill invaded his nerves.

"Then do you know that I am his opponent?"

"I know." An Mo said, "You belong to two different clubs."

"No!" Tang Yang suddenly raised his voice, "Even if I'm in the same e-sports team as him, it won't change the fact that I hate him!"

"..."

An Mo quietly looked at the hysterical Tang Yang.

There are many characters in a story, they play their own identities in the story, and the trajectory of life has long been drawn up.In the world with Tang Yang as the main character, Ling Han is the out-and-out villain.He has strength and popularity, and even if he is superficial, he has a handsome appearance, wide shoulders and narrow waist, and a perfect proportion of height and weight. He will threaten Tang Yang's status anytime and anywhere.

No matter why the protagonist defines a character as a villain, in short, from the moment the world of the story is formed, whatever Ling Han does, he will definitely be on the opposite side of Tang Yang.

"Do you regard him as an imaginary enemy?" An Mo asked softly, "It's just a few games. Did his actions affect you, or are you not sure that when you face him, you can win with confidence?" victory?"

Tang Yang's breathing was stagnant.

His mind was in a mess, subconsciously thinking that An Mo should stand with him, but when he really needed to explain, he didn't know how to speak.

The first time I met Ling Han was in a small friendly match in City A two years ago. He represented Xinglan and Ling Han represented SL in a one-on-one match.

- He lost.

Using the same character, the same high popularity, and the same mentality, he was defeated by Ling Han's operation skills.

At that moment, it seemed that everyone regarded him as a laughing stock.

But Tang Yang quickly regained his confidence. The world is so big, and there will be someone stronger than him in a small city A. At that moment, he was full of enthusiasm and fighting spirit. In order to defeat Ling Han in the next game.

Later, negative news about Ling Han emerged one after another. From the harsh and indifferent rules and regulations to the forced training of the team members, the news that was extremely unfavorable to him spread. Looking at his small team with a warm atmosphere, Tang Yang suddenly felt that he was very lucky. The obsession to surpass and defeat Linghan is not so deep anymore

But when he heard that the voice of the person who played the game with An Mo was Ling Han, the helplessness of being beaten hit him again. coveted, and this 'other' is still his long-awaited enemy.

"I don't like him." Gradually calming down, Tang Yang still stubbornly expressed his dislike for Ling Han, "There is a problem with his style, e-sports should not only win, there are more and better things, he can't see I even tried to pass this oppressive feeling on to those around me."

"A feeling of oppression?" An Mo smiled: "Those rumors? You believed it."

"No wind, no wave."

"I hate this kind of talk the most." Seeing Tang Yang's complex expression, An Mo was silent for a few seconds, then took a step back to give way to the house, "Do you want to say anything else? Come in and talk, and go back as soon as you finish." rest."

Tang Yang's feet seemed to be filled with lead, and he even stepped into the room with some fear.

Why?Because of An Mo's calm look, or the gaze that pierced his soul?

"I'm going back." After hesitating for a while, Tang Yang said something in a daze, then turned and left.

An Mo looked at his back expressionlessly, and closed the door unceremoniously.

【Why did you invite him into the house? ] After being blocked for a few minutes, the system was very anxious: 【Also, why did you tease Linghan after you blocked me?My presence will not affect your performance. 】

"There are too many questions, so I'll just pick one answer." An Mo sat on the sofa, poured himself a glass of water, took a sip, and said, "I asked him to come in because I want to understand the order through him." cold."

【…】

【You are going too far. 】

"Is it too much?" An Mo thought there was nothing wrong with it, "He is destined to be with the protagonist, so who I am interested in has nothing to do with him in the end."

【But you at this time...】

"It's not too much, but it clearly killed Tang Yang's small thoughts in the cradle."

【Then why are you spying on Linghan? 】

An Mo slowly fed himself another sip of water, pondered for a moment, and said seriously: "I think he might not be able to stand teasing."

【…】

Why do you still brag about your provocative skills in a disguised form?

Before going to bed, I glanced at my phone, and was bombarded by Er Er without any accident.

In the messages he sent, the exclamation point was free, and he could type as much as he could. Sometimes the text only took up one-third of the frame.

All in all, he also wants to play games in duo, and next time he will come to An Mo's house to play games with him while eating the food he made.

The idea is very good. If his captain knows about it, he will probably receive the four-word evaluation of 'wishful thinking'.

An Mo usually has nothing to do, except for the live broadcast, he just enjoys his daily life. If he wants to have dinner and play games together, it depends on whether Qier has enough time.

Leaving everything to Zier to decide, after An Mo responded to the message, he turned off all electronic devices and fell into a sweet dreamland.

The next morning, I saw Zill's reply.

The time was set on Saturday, which happened to be the live broadcast of the third round of the Glory playoffs, and Zier wanted to invite him to watch it together.

Of course, An Mo has no objection. After playing a double row game with Ling Han yesterday, he has already started to develop the way of game live broadcasting. As the saying goes, he has more skills than his body. When he becomes famous in the future, it seems that he can develop other things ...

For example, the new game evaluation, earn some extra money.

It was announced in advance that I would watch the live broadcast with everyone on Saturday night. After An Mo finished cooking at noon and downloaded the broadcast, he took a look at his top status in the past few days.

Benefits for [-] fans, the most popular comment: women's clothing yyds!

It seems that every male anchor cannot escape this disaster.

An Mo didn't dislike women's clothing that much, not to mention that he didn't show his face.

Naturally, fan welfare must be arranged as soon as possible, otherwise the upsurge of [-] fans will pass after a while.An Mo didn't want to wear it during the live broadcast, but wanted to dress it up privately at home, and then take a group photo and post it.

In this case, he needs a helper.

In City A for two years, he has no other friends except Tang Yang.He is an otaku on weekdays, except for going out when necessary to buy ingredients and daily necessities, he has almost no other entertainment life.

But he didn't want to ask Tang Yang for help.

It’s okay to hire an amateur photographer to take a group of photos, but he always feels that it’s unnecessary. It’s not because he cares about money, but because it’s hard for him to let go in front of strangers, and temporarily cultivate a photographer with deep feelings. It must be too late.

After thinking about it, he thought of Kiel.

There are not two days left until Saturday, the [-] fan benefits are due, and the women's clothing is finally finalized.

With his body shape, what kind of women's clothing is more attractive is the key point.

Prepare suitable women's clothing in a short time, and ask Zier to help him take two photos with the camera on Saturday, without prior notice, pretending to ask him for a favor temporarily, and minimize the importance of this matter.

Even if Kiel was excited, it was only for a moment.

Everything is perfect, so far only the women's clothing is missing.

The author has something to say: Ling Han: Saturday?bring it to you.

Zill:? ? ?