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The atmosphere fell into an eerie dead silence.

As the opponents of the competition, Ling Han and Qi Er said, "Which way can you grab the pride?"

Tang Yang was no exception.

He was stinging at first, and then his eyes burst into flames. He stared fiercely at the man next to An Mo, with jealous anger surging in his chest.

Ever since watching An Mo's live broadcast last time, and found that the two of them were in duo, Tang Yang felt swollen and coveted.

This feeling made him very uncomfortable, and the spoon was stuck in his throat, unable to go up or down.

And An Mo's response to him afterwards made him feel even more heartbroken.

Why has he been rejected frequently since he was a child, but his opponents in the arena are held in the palm of a bamboo horse, responding to every request?

Unwillingness and jealousy rampaged in his body, almost drowning his reason.

The elevator doors are about to close again.

An Mo pursed his lips and took the lead. He pressed the donkey door button, and the elevator door reopened.

He walked out, smelling the smell of alcohol keenly, and he smiled at Tang Yang: "I'm back."

Tang Yang looked at An Mo with a cold face, and said in a cold tone, "Did I bother you?"

"What are you referring to?" Opening his mouth so angrily, An Mo really wanted to classify him as a naive person, but because the relationship with Tang Yang is still good at this time, and the other party has drunk, he doesn't know Whether there is still reason, he did not turn his face directly, but asked back.

His eyes shifted to the side, looking at the boy who was so petite against the tall Tang Yang.

She looks sweet, with a small face and big eyes, slender and curled eyelashes, and slightly pursed lips when she closes her lips. She looks very cute...

Sensing his scrutiny, Tang Yang frowned somewhat annoyedly, and said as if explaining or showing off: "My fans."

"Yeah." An Mo nodded, "That fan you mentioned last time, right?"

"Yes..." Tang Yang Wu Tong

Unknowingly, he answered An Mo's words, obviously he wanted to question the other party.

Anyone with a discerning eye can tell that the relationship between the two of them is not consistent. Ling Han stepped out of the elevator and stepped forward to block the two with his sword.

"What are you doing?" Zhan Bei Yinuo Nahuo finally had an outlet, Tang Yang frowned and asked loudly, "Don't you think it's impolite to interrupt others?"

"do not think so."

"you--"

It's okay for the two of them to be childish, but An Mo interrupted them at the right time.

"Okay. Are you arguing in the corridor to wait for others to see a joke?" An Mo turned to greet Zier: "Come out, don't stand around stupidly."

Zill almost had the word 'muddled' written on his face.

"Let's talk about it later." As if he didn't care about Tang Yang's sarcasm just now, An Mo said to him generously: "There is no need to beat around the bush between you and me. I'll see them off and throw out the trash by the way. .”

With that said, he walked towards the door without looking back.

Ling Han naturally followed, and the ring ring ⅲ connected with the Bayan 穸吉皇┥岣 Tang Yang.

The private relationship between the two e-sports players who fought fiercely in the arena can be seen that it is Zier, who also knew that he nodded politely to the legendary Vulcan, and then stepped forward to chase after him.

Looking at their backs, Tang Yang's expression was extremely ugly. Alcohol seemed to be fermenting in his body, irritating his whole body hot.

"Vulcan..."

The voice of the boy beside him flowed into his ears like a gentle stream.

"Shall we go up?"

After two seconds of silence, Tang Yang nodded and stepped on the elevator first.

"You don't need to send me back, I didn't drink too much." His tone was flat, showing a little tiredness, "But thank you, be careful when you go back!

Yue Tian lowered his head, his fingers seem to be very tangled in Wu Rong.

For a long while, he didn't dare to look at Tang Yang, but a small voice sounded slowly in the silent elevator.

"Is the elder brother who Vulcan likes just now?" After a pause, he added: "It's the boy you love, who is so handsome⑿. Right?"

Being named Xinsi, Tang Yang's eyes were sore, his Adam's apple trembled, and he said in a hoarse voice, "En."

"He's really good-looking." The corners of Yue Tian's mouth curled up. boy."

Although he was heartbroken by An Mo, Tang Yang couldn't help but join in with the topic about An Mo.He tilted his head slightly, looking at the little anchor who had been around him since the beginning of the party, his eyes flickered

"Do you usually play games by yourself during live broadcasts?"

Except for An Mo's live broadcast, he never watched other people's live broadcasts.Last time, this little anchor was too enthusiastic. When he wanted to sign the autograph, he not only confessed his old background, but even forgot that he was still in public. His actions were captured by the camera, which led to many people joining in the fun. Watching his live broadcast, he gradually became fans.

People in the team mentioned it a few times, but Tang Yang never looked at it. He only heard that he also played Glory, but his skills are very good, but he can act like a baby. game broadcaster.

The live broadcast style is completely different from that of An Mo. At this moment, I don't know whether it is the alcohol that has played a role, or Tang Yang expressed his gratitude to this little fan. He suddenly wants to pay attention to Lu Yuanjian.

"I played it myself." Hearing the idol mentioning himself, Yue Tian scratched his cheeks embarrassedly, and explained: "My skills are not good. Although I am still training, the most important thing is to win. So Just act as a peacemaker in the team, occasionally act like a baby, or talk about jokes or something, to enliven the atmosphere."

He said that he was very ordinary, but he also won Tang Yang's favor.

"Would you like to have a chopsticks?"

Tang Yang asked abruptly.

Facing the surprise eyes of the little fans, Tang Yang suddenly felt a sense of revenge on An Mo.

"Can I really have a row with Vulcan Wu?" Yue Tian became excited, like a delicate flower that has been nourished to bloom, "But, but I am very good, really good, if you talk to me Morant Pai, it is very likely that you will be irritated."

"I can take you flying." Tang Yang raised his eyebrows, and said with a smile, "If I can't take you flying, what kind of job do I have?"

The sense of security in the words made Yue Tian dizzy.

He nodded his head up and down, and smirked at Tang Yang, which made the latter couldn't help laughing too.

What Tang Yang didn't notice was the refined gleam in the eyes of the little fans, and the deep thoughts of Cheng Fu under that delicate face.

After sending Ling Han and Qier to the door, An Mo waved his hand.

Zier seemed to be still in a daze, the cold wind at night couldn't close his slightly parted lips, his dazed look was really funny.

"You watch over him!

Ling Han hummed, and looked at An Mo hesitantly.

"If you want to ask anything, ask quickly. It's too cold outside, only Wu Xin's servants are allowed!

After a brief silence.

"I want to smoke a cigarette." Ling Han took out the cigarette case from his pocket, "Can I?"

"...Public places." An Mo reminded.

Ling Han pursed his thin lips, and silently stuffed the cigarette case back.

His expression was not disappointed, but his behavior just now was obviously pitiful, like a big dog who wanted to go out to play, waited for the master with the rope in his mouth, but he looked lonely when he couldn't go out in the end.

The cold wind blew past, making the tip of An Mo's nose a little red.

He sniffed and said, "You just wasted the one-off screen meeting just now."

"If you can guess it, it doesn't make sense to ask."

"You don't want to ask to make sure that the customer is the first one to ask the questioner to confirm it!

"It can't be wrong." Ling Han had this intuition.

An Mo's so-called childhood sweetheart should be Xinglan's master jungler: Huotun.

The two of them lived in the same apartment since they were young.Ling Han, who has a good memory, recalled that about two years ago, Huotun suddenly moved out of Xinglan's dormitory through the gossip, probably due to a breakup with Xinglan.At that time, several clubs were still waiting to poach people, but as a result, the rumors gradually died down.

The young man in front of me also started working as an anchor two years ago...

Unloading and adding crumbs?skirts.

How close they are is unmatched by him who has only met twice.

Ling Han just felt that the wind was very cool, and his whole body was a little cold.

"Ling Han." An Mo squinted his eyes, suddenly aware of something, "If you're thinking wildly in front of me, then treat it as nothing I said today."

Ling Han frowned, stepped forward with his sword to block Zier's line of sight, and just covered the air vent, and held the young man firmly into his arms, making Han's eyes deep, as if the black spar was releasing a faint light in the darkness .

"I was thinking of something." He lowered his head and approached An Mo's ear, his voice was low and hoarse, "But I also said that I won't give you a chance to go back on your word."

"Being full of suspicion and then domineering and forcing love?" An Mo sneered, pushed him but didn't push him away, and was simply wrapped around his waist by him, and continued: "If you doubt what I said, then I will take it back anytime and anywhere."

"I said, I won't give you a chance." Ling Han raised his eyebrows, "But I still want to listen carefully to the relationship between you and him. It's too late tonight, tell me next time, huh?"

The emotional crisis that had just been established was resolved in an instant, and the two smart people talked happily.When Ling Han retreated, An Mo pinched the flesh on his abdomen with his backhand, and pinched each election without politeness.

"Touch my waist in return."

An Mo smiled smugly, and deftly dodged when Ling Han grabbed him, then waved his hand at Qier with his head.

"Good night Zill."

Zill: "...good night."

I should be under the car.

Ever since seeing Tang Yang and the protagonists Shou Wuxi and Liquid Ya Anmo that day, they have fully understood that the plot of the original novel is on the right track.

As an indispensable character in the plot, he guarantees that the turning point of the story is as complete as the original work, even if he completes the task.

According to the original book, An Mo guessed that the Glory Finals might be the so-called "task plot point".

The system has no way to predict in advance. It can only detect whether An Mo needs to maintain the plot point of the mission before the plot starts, so it is useless in this regard, and the method An Mo chooses to beware of is also very simple and rude.

——Stay away from the protagonist's attack, bless you, me, and him.

I thought that after the tit-for-tat confrontation in the corridor, Tang Yang would take the initiative to come over and ask, and An Mo just took this opportunity to explain to him: You and I can only be friends.

However, Tang Yang didn't come to him, not even a text message.

An Mo was only when he was almost comforted by the protagonist and gradually forgot about it, an accident happened.

That night, when he was playing live and playing games, his live broadcast room flooded into Wu Hao and Ying Na, without any warning, yelling at An Mo as a 'third party'.

The author has something to say: Warning in advance: the protagonist Shou in the original text of this world is a very tease Shou, the kind who can act a little cautiously.But don't worry!It won't be too suffocating!Tomorrow, my treasure will use even more superb acting skills to beat the other party!

Don't worry, if you are provoked immediately, you will be beaten immediately, and you will definitely not delay. I also hate the plot that took a long time to start slapping your face!