Baiyueguang professional account

The game was very exciting.

People like An Mo, who have just followed the game, watched with enthusiasm.

Sitting next to him was a boss who had just won the first round of the playoffs. An Mo watched the game for a while before suddenly realizing that Ling Han's strength was one of the best in the original novels, not inferior to the protagonist Gong in the growth stage.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help looking at Ling Han, and asked, "What do you think of their fight?"

"There are too many loopholes." Ling Han really pointed out the shortcomings of the blue team that were exposed on the bright side in the latest team battle. That’s it. Here’s the embarrassing part—the team battle was initiated by the blue team first.”

To put it bluntly, it is to form a group to die.

An Mo didn't quite understand. In the camera just now, Lan Fang did come very late on the road and made a harvest. From An Mo's point of view, the number of deaths is the same as that of the other side, so it is not a loss.

"If it were you, how would you fight?"

"I won't fight." Ling Han said, "It was a mistake for the blue team's jungler to provoke a teamfight first. He went too early, so he should wait."

"What if the teammate can't hold on?"

"It's back to the original problem. I didn't receive the team battle signal on the road, and I came too late. This is the biggest failure of this team battle."

At first, the blue side thought they could agree by virtue of their large number of people, but the support came later than the other side.

An Mo was suddenly curious about how Ling Han would arrange for his teammates to fight in a team fight.

I always feel that when he is sitting there, the scale of victory has already begun to tilt to this side.

It must be very stable with him.

"Compared with Huo Tun, who is more powerful?"

In the original book, Tang Yang was beaten by Ling Han in the early stage, and then he became more and more fierce, and finally defeated Ling Han in the national competition.He regards the cold god of the stars as his target and enemy, and he is determined to "defeat him" throughout his career. In the end, he wins, which brings the whole novel to a successful conclusion.

But the full text does not have an angle, it describes his views on other people from Ling Han's perspective.

Hearing other men's names, Ling Han raised his eyebrows, and there was a half-smile in the corner of his mouth, and he only held his hand tighter.

"He still has room to improve."

Indeed, the current Tang Yang is too impetuous. In Ling Han's eyes, he might just be a relatively large ant, occupying his sight, but not a threat.

"When you played against him, what did you think of him?"

"Normal." Ling Han squeezed his hand even harder, "I have to mention someone else, huh?"

An Mo leaned closer to him, and the spray of hot air surrounded his ears, "I'm talking about games."

The provocative meaning is full, if Ling Han can bear it, it will be a waste of the carelessness of today's uninvited.

He squeezed the little anchor's chin and exchanged a deep kiss. Ling Han had never been in a relationship before, but the tip of his nose sniffed An Mo's unique breath, as if he had suddenly opened up the two veins of Ren and Du, and kissed without a teacher .From the initial dominant position, An Mo gradually became the bearer because of his inferior skills.

After it was over, An Mo licked his lips, which were as red as late cherry blossoms, and opened his mouth vaguely, "It's too fast..."

After finishing the words, the man clasped the back of the neck and kissed him twice again. This time, he used his teeth and nibbled lightly. It didn't hurt, but brought a strange sense of stimulation.

Five minutes later, An Mo covered his lips with a serious expression, but the watery light in the corner of his eyes softened the coldness and made him even more charming.

"You're a dog," he said hoarsely, "don't you think it's too fast?"

Ling Han took out the previous words again: "This is the second time we have met."

"Oh, I know." An Mo finally came to his senses, and stared at him with a fake smile: "Why didn't you think of it so soon when you wanted to confess my confession, didn't you?"

"No." Ling Han smiled, looking at his appearance, suddenly wanted to smoke a cigarette, "Can I smoke?"

"No." An Mo frowned: "Don't smoke in front of me; don't smoke when I'm around; don't smoke where I'm about to arrive."

"Hate the smell of cigarettes?"

"Yes. Very annoying."

"it is good."

The cigarette that I wanted to take a couple of puffs in the last second suddenly became dispensable.

In the matter of rebelling against the general, Ling Han was even more scheming. Even if An Mo intended to guard against it, he was willing to bow down.

In the evening, An Mo prepared to cook live.

This time Ling Han was there, appeared on camera but didn't speak, and was completely unknown throughout the whole process, letting him do whatever he wanted, and another wave of CP knocking started in the barrage.

——Why does my husband have so many CPs!

——Husband woo woo woo, there are so many CPs, all of them are well played.

——Isn’t it the same as last time?

——After a long time, I almost forgot that this anchor is a food anchor (dog head)

An Mo answered their questions while cooking. When he mentioned Ling Han's identity, he chuckled lightly and said, "Secret."

The mischievous answer coupled with such a warm and soft voice fell into the audience's ears like spring rain.

——My ears are pregnant!

——It was born and it was born!

—What do you want for dinner tonight?

"Let's eat plain tonight." An Mo said: "There are some green vegetables that I haven't finished eating at noon, so I can process them a little bit; he is cutting cucumbers, and I will make a cold dish in a while; there is winter melon pork rib soup stewed in the pot, and I am now preparing to make Coca-Cola Chicken Wings ;Finally, make tofu with minced meat. This dish is better served with rice, and it is better to eat it warm."

——Anchor: Ordinary, four dishes and one soup.

——My common point is instant noodles.

——It's really 'ordinary', I also want to be so 'ordinary'...

An Mo still liked to chat with the barrage during the live broadcast.

It's not ruled out that there are those kind of bullshit remarks, and they have to pop up every moment to show their presence. It's just that after two years, An Mo has gotten used to it, and his eyes will automatically filter out the bullet chat that is not good for him.

To be honest, his fans are very good at fighting, they feel like girls in the fan circle who are full of fighting power, but his housekeepers are really not good at fighting!The kind of ban is half a beat!

"Can you finish it?" Looking at the question floating on the barrage, An Mo replied: "I never have leftovers, and my ration is very stable, but if there are guests at home, it may not be stable. For example Said that at noon today, someone came uninvited, and I didn't finish the dishes I cooked."

The person who was named stopped chopping vegetables, and was captured by the camera.

——Ahahahahaha The big brother in black panicked!

——I'm dying of laughter!

—Let him pack it up and take it away!

An Mo smiled and let out a long sigh: "It's too hot, and it might break if you take it away, so he has to finish eating tonight. Right?"

The last sentence was obviously addressed to Ling Han.

Ling Han pursed his lips helplessly, and sent out a low-pitched response, "Yeah."

——Is this brother hoarse?

——The legendary depression.

——Say a few words and listen!

Across the network cable, the audience in the live broadcast room waved their hands and began to arrange from a distance, and the gifts were also brushed up.

An Mo couldn't help laughing, "Everyone give me presents, the request is for you to say a few more words."

Ling Han glanced in the direction of the camera, deliberately took the vegetables and walked towards the sink, looking like he was going to wash the vegetables, but when he passed by An Mo's side, his free hand stroked An Mo's back at the blind spot of the camera, from above The route to the bottom is very familiar, separated by a thin layer of fabric, as if the smooth skin is within reach before aftertaste.

His fingers finally stopped at his waist, and he tapped two waist sockets. When An Mo's body was so sensitive that he became weak, Shi Shiran withdrew his hand.

"What else do you need to prepare?"

Ling Han asked in a good mood.

Hearing his voice in the live broadcast room, it started to boil again.

——I understand, the handsome guy plays with the handsome guy, the one with the nice voice plays with the one with the nice voice, the host and his friends definitely have both!

—Can I climb walls?

——This voice is really good!

——It’s a pity not to be a voice actor, tsk tsk tsk.

An Mo took a deep breath and stood up with the support of the cupboard, "They said it would be more suitable for you to be a voice actress."

"No time to."

"What do you usually do?"

E-sports training is also planned. It is impossible to train blindly without rest all day long. When you are free, go out to relax and see more green scenery, including doing some part-time jobs. For a professional e-sports player, it is considered a rest .

It was a casual echo, but I didn't expect the man to answer seriously.

"You're enough to keep me busy."

"..."

--Ah ah ah ah ah!

——What speech is this!Are you really going to fry CP?

——What a knock!

An Mo never thought of making himself angry by firing CP, he gave Ling Han a warning look, and calmed down in the other party's smile.

"Don't knock." An Mo reminded the barrage softly, "If you have to knock something, you might as well knock the cp of Coke Chicken Wings and Minced Meat Tofu."

There was a lot of laughter in the barrage.

Fry the chicken wings until golden on both sides, then pour cola and start to simmer. During this period, add seasoning according to your own taste, and sprinkle a little white sesame seeds when the juice is collected.

The audience couldn't help but salivate every time the camera focused on the food.

Although An Mo has always cooked home-cooked dishes, the taste is ordinary and delicious, not special, but the dishes shown in front of the camera are definitely attractive, otherwise they would not have accumulated so many fans in just two years , the popularity is also high.

On one side, the live broadcast was going smoothly, and on the other side, Zier, who secretly took time out to watch An Mo's live broadcast at night, was stunned.

He looked at the familiar black clothes in the camera, and the extremely recognizable voice, Zier stared blankly at the screen, unable to recover for a long time.

When Chuhe found him in the corner of the cafeteria after eating, he kept such an expression, as if he was stupid, and let Chuhe call him loudly without responding.

In the end, Chuhe poked his head to watch the live broadcast for a while, and frowned suddenly.

"Isn't this Brother Han's clothes?"

Zier suddenly looked up at him, the bloodshot eyes were particularly conspicuous, "You are talking nonsense!"

"...The voice is also very similar." Chuhe added to his anger, "I wanted to say it before, the person who played the game with Mo Yi last time had a voice very similar to Brother Han. But I don't think you heard it , and didn’t say anything.”

Kiel had a mournful face, his facial features wrinkled together, looking very funny.

"Why woo woo, this shouldn't be!" Zier slammed the table, "Brother Han knocked on my corner!"

Chuhe was amused: "Be careful, although you are the youngest in our team, you are almost 20 years old, brother, don't cry like a child, okay?"

Qier couldn't stand this kind of grievance, and he buried his head and howled twice, maybe he thought of something, stood up vigorously, and started to pack his things.

"What are you going to do?"

"I'm going to cook!"

The author has something to say: Zier: If I don’t come, you treat me like a persimmon!

An Mo: When you come, he just pinches you.

Zill: ...

Participate in the second update!Tomorrow is the Shura field. Sorry, I should have announced it in this chapter, because the automatic publication has saved OTZ