Be nice, don't bite you

Bo Xian turned his side and let Huang Miou in: "What's going on?"

Since the poor performance in the Spring Split, the GOD team has started closed training. The players who originally wanted to have a dynamic one a day, have been almost disconnected from the Internet for half a month, and it is impossible to get involved with the hot search.

Huang Miou handed over the mobile phone: "Did you use the trumpet four rows today, do you know who it is?"

Bo Xian took the phone and glanced at it.

There are several topics on Weibo, and the number of discussions continues to increase. From low to high, the popularity is #GOD被画树#, #A神别已经得得得失#, #K团时星兰吃鸡罗screen#.

When he saw the word "Shi Xinglan", Bo Xian's mind went blank.

"When you crashed, Shi Xinglan, he posted the game screen recording on the Internet, someone recognized you and Shen Luo's alias, the marketing account kept posting Weibo with rhythm, and now a group of people are mocking you."

The scale of the e-sports circle is small, but when it comes to the skills of spraying people, it can be said that it is invincible all over the world. It is a tradition in the circle to boast about the win and lose.

The training room was very quiet, everyone stopped their movements and took out their mobile phones one after another.

Bo Xian directly clicked on the hottest topic, looked at it briefly, then returned the phone to Huang Miou, and returned to his seat.

He stared at the game interface and began to recall what he did in the last game.

Showing the demeanor of a high-level troll, mocking Xingxing, comforting him and taking him to eat chicken... Overall, it seems that he didn't do anything too outrageous.

As for those few words of ridicule, if the other party didn't hear it, it can be regarded as not saying anything.

Bo Xian never dreamed that he would have a relationship with Shi Xinglan in this way.

When Xingxing said that there is a "star" in his name, he thought of this possibility, but the probability of one in a few million is too unrealistic.

At this moment, xingxing really equated with Shi Xinglan.

Shen Xi was so angry that she burst into foul language: "What nonsense are you talking about! I'm really convinced. If I win the tickets to the World Series with my ability, if I don't think I deserve it, tell the team you support not to lose!"

GOD is a strong team that has risen in recent years. It has played in the World League three times, but each time it missed the fourth row champion.

The performance in the Spring Split this time was not very good, and it was inevitable that someone would make use of the problem.

Huang Miou didn't forget to give him a glare when he was depressed: "Don't say anything."

Click on any topic related to the team, and it is full of negative comments.

[If you want me to say, GOD is no longer good, look at this year's spring game, the points are so low, nearly one-third less than JSS, and this is still a strong domestic team. 】

[The world's number one sniper, you have to kneel down and call someone else's father. Aurora is the best. If you don't accept rebuttals, Q and S will fish in troubled waters. The male model team should get out of the competition. 】

[u1s1, the current Aurora is really dead, fans and my bb are useless, and they are doing fan circles all day long, do you really think you are a star? 】

[Playing so well, all GOD members can retire on the spot. 】

The fans couldn't hold back any longer, and started tearing up the topic.

[Damn, another idiot took the opportunity to blackmail my husbands!Let me see which bastard's grandson with a green head and unhappy life. 】

[It's just a game, who can guarantee that they will never lose, what a fucking professional player per capita, so good at talking. 】

[Whoever can't do it, you can't do it, you can't do it. One hand can make you guys kneel down and call you daddy. 】

[I said all day long that GOD didn't win the gold medal in the three World Series, I was thinking, the team you like can't even enter the World Series. 】

Bo Xian has been a starter since his debut, and transferred to the GOD team three years ago. His personal achievements are outstanding, and he is a top existence among domestic active professional players.

In the era when good looks ruled, Bo Xian's face could make his debut in the entertainment industry after leaving the arena. As a result, he has more fans of beauty than technical fans. He is one of the rare e-sports players with over [-] million Weibo fans.

Bo Xian's fans are just like him, they are extremely powerful in combat, and they are notoriously difficult to mess with in the e-sports circle.

Now the two sides are tearing up in full swing, and the topic is getting hotter and hotter.

Those who played professionally had never been scolded before, they were all big-hearted, and they calmed down quickly.

"Damn, it's enough to memorize." Shen Xi frowned deeply, "Why did I meet him?"

Qiuqiu murmured: "Is this retribution? I just talked about him, and now I'm being searched together."

Shen Xi choked heavily: "Playing a game and recording the screen to show off, I really want to be popular and crazy, I want to rub everything."

Zhou You responded to the news and said: "He has more than 1000 million fans, if we want to rub against him, we rubbed against him, probably it's just a coincidence."

Shen Xi was at a loss for words, and snorted: "Which country are you from, why do you keep talking for him?"

"My sister specially sent me a WeChat message to explain that the screen recording was sent out as a material. Shi Xinglan doesn't play games and doesn't mix competitive circles. It can't be intentional." Zhou You raised his hands, "I just relayed what she said .”

Shen Xishen still wanted to refute, but Bo Xian said calmly: "It's really nothing to do with him, he didn't even know how he died, and he asked me how many ways to die in this game in the second game, it's just a coincidence, don't speculate .”

Huang Miou was surprised: "You guys played the second game?"

Bo Xian paused and explained briefly: "Double row with White, and there are two passer-by teammates, and he is one of them."

Huang Miou's face was mysterious: "What a coincidence, I dare not write like this in novels!"

It's quite a coincidence, otherwise how could it be called Nie Yuan.

Bo Xian thought about it and made himself laugh.

Shen Xi panicked: "Boss, are you being fooled by black fans?"

"...I'm so mad at you." He stood up, "I'm going down to get some drinks, do you want to bring them for you?"

Qiuqiu: "I want Coke! At this moment, only Fat House Happy Water can soothe my wounded heart."

Shen Xi Shen: "Add one."

Zhou You: "Add two, thanks for your hard work, boss."

Bo Xian looked at White, and White hesitated for a moment: "The same is fine."

"See what you want to eat. I'll order directly when the time comes." Bo Xian picked up the phone and greeted Huang Miou, "President Huang with me?"

The two went downstairs together, and Bo Xian took a few cans of Coke: "Mr. Huang, you can go up first, I'll go up later."

Huang Miou looked at him suspiciously: "Are you trying to distract me from drinking ice?"

Bo Xian closed the refrigerator, took a bottle of normal temperature mineral water from the side, and unscrewed it: "I drink this, okay?"

"I'm also doing it for your own good. The temperature has fluctuated recently, so you should pay more attention." Huang Miou sighed, "Frankly speaking, the hot search is not a big deal. Your fans are amazing. It will probably be over in a day and a half. Don't take it too seriously."

Bo Xian took a sip of water: "Why are you worrying about me, hot search is my second home, what's this small battle?"

Huang Miou smiled helplessly: "You, then I will go up first."

After he left, Bo Xian picked up his phone and dialed a number.

The other person answered quickly: "Xiao Xian?"

"It's me." He breathed a sigh of relief, "Brother, are you busy recently?"

"It's okay, the filming of this movie is almost over, you call, do you have anything to say to brother?"

Bo Xian smiled lightly: "It's okay, I haven't called you for a long time, I want to chat with you, and by the way, how are they doing?"

The other side was silent for a while, then sighed: "My parents are in good health, you don't have to worry, Xiao Xian, my parents often mention you, you don't plan to go back—"

"Since there's nothing else to do, I'll go to training first, brother, goodbye." Bo Xian didn't let him finish his sentence, and hung up the phone directly.

The contact with Shi Xinglan reminded him of the past again. Although it has been several years, it seems that he still can't let go of it completely.

He shook his right hand, the black wristband was wrapped around the wrist bone, making his wrist thin.

There was a message popping up on the phone, it was the small group of their team, they had discussed what to eat, and they kept sending messages, urging him to go back and pay.

Bo Xian casually sent an emoji: I'm here jpg.

When he was about to go upstairs, another news came in, it was his elder brother.

[Bo Mo: Why didn't you tell me about the hot search? 】

[Bo Mo: After the drama is finished, let's meet, the time and place will be sent to you in advance, and you can coordinate the training time. 】

[Bo Mo: Don't tell your parents, don't refuse. 】

Bo Xian sighed, and waved his fingers to say "yes".

No one can change what his brother decides. If he doesn't agree, Bo Mo can directly kill the base. The image of the base surrounded by his brother's fans appeared in his mind, and Bo Xian couldn't help but shudder.

When I went upstairs, I found that several people had already ordered their meals.

Huang Miou looked up at him, then lowered his head and poked his phone: "It's just in time, they want to eat mutton hotpot, and they have chosen dishes to eat, do you have any dishes you want to eat?"

Bo Xian casually said, "Shrimp."

"Okay, let's order another shrimp... No, it's not the season to eat shrimp." Huang Miou looked through the seafood column, "Only frozen ones, you don't like them."

"Then you don't need to order it, I'll pay for it."

Huang Miou dodged his hand: "Congratulations to White joining our big family, the team pays, it's not your turn."

White stood up: "There is something that needs to be said."

Huang Miou joked: "If you're so serious, why don't you give me another hot search?"

"I'm duoing with Team Bo today, and I might be picked out."

He occasionally broadcasts live and has a certain number of fans. He once said that he would not line up with professional players.

Bo Xianqu knocked on the table, before Huang Miou said: "This is my fault, I forgot to ask White to change the trumpet."

Shen Xishen broadcast in real time: "Someone has already asked under the team's official blog, is White a new member, oh, a group of Sherlock Holmes."

Huang Miou switched the official blog account with shaking hands.

Bo Xian moved his wrist, and lazily said: "It's better to hit the sun than to choose a date, let's make an official announcement today."

Sooner or later, there will be an official announcement, there is no need to keep it a secret, and it is not something shameful.

"Official announcement..." Huang Miou wanted to cry, "I checked the old almanac and picked a day with the best luck. Tell me about today's official announcement, do you still have the heart?"

Qiuqiu gave a thumbs up: "As expected of Huang Daxian."

"Heart?" Bo Xian was silent for two seconds, as if thinking seriously, and replied, "What is that?"

Huang Miou: "..."

The others laughed unceremoniously, and the depressive atmosphere of being scolded completely disappeared.

"What did Mr. Huang say?"

"What else can I say, White himself doesn't mind." Huang Miou clattered his abacus, "I'm in a hurry today, so I'll post it on the official blog first. It just so happens that you guys haven't started the live broadcast for a long time, and we will start the broadcast together tomorrow. It also creates momentum for White."

During the meal, Huang Miou posted the official Weibo, and by the way announced the live broadcast tomorrow, and several people reposted it.

Bo Xian didn't check Weibo like everyone else, got up and went to the bathroom.

Cold water flowed through his fingers, washing away the foam of the hand sanitizer. He stepped forward and put his wrist under the faucet.

Bo Xian's hands are beautiful, slender and fair. The only fly in the ointment is that there is a scar on his right wrist bone, which is not long, about two centimeters.

His skin is fair, making this scar very obvious.

After coming out of the bathroom, Bo Xian took a can of iced coffee with Huang Miou on his back, and called Zhou You to the balcony: "Did your sister mention to you that Shi Xinglan has a game-related event recently?"

Zhou You recalled for a while: "It seems that there is such a thing, that Shi Xinglan is going to participate in the celebrity invitational competition held by the live broadcast platform, what's wrong, brother, is there any problem?"

"It's nothing." The smile on Bo Xian's face faded, and he took a sip of coffee, "You go in first, it's too noisy inside, I'll be alone for a while."

It's not summer yet, the wind is cool at night, Bo Xian is wearing a team uniform and sitting on a wicker chair.

After finishing a can of coffee, he took out his phone and logged on to his Weibo account that he hadn't logged on for a long time.

This microblog account was applied by Bo Xian before his career. It has been several years, and he has only followed one person.

From [Dancing Hours] to [King-Shi Xinglan], he is not a fan of Shi Xinglan, and there is no direct interaction between them.

To Bo Xian, Shi Xinglan was like the moon, which had unintentionally illuminated him.

At that time, he broke with his parents and put all his eggs in one basket. He inevitably doubted his persistence. It was Shi Xinglan who influenced him and made him finally choose to believe in himself.

Whenever he doubted himself, Bo Xian would go to the trumpet to take a look, recalling his feelings when he resolutely stepped into the e-sports industry.

But because he is a person who is not easy to be hit, he can't get on this account a few times a year.

Zhou You's words confirmed his guess, Bo Xian hesitated for a moment, and typed a few words in the private chat.

[Little A who is going to pursue his dream: Believe in yourself, you are the best. 】

Just as he was about to log out of his account, a small red dot appeared on the message bar.

The author has something to say: the screen recording was sent by the company, and Xing Xing is a social fear and foolish person who pretends to be cold and cold, and will not do this~

Straight men's consolation: You are the best.

Xing Xing replied in a batch style: Thank you, and you too.