Please stop your ripping off

Territory Saideli brought the repressed QW crowd into a long-lost carnival, Feng Yi found a restaurant with better privacy, and let the group of brats make a fuss.

Feng Shi's face was flushed from drinking, and he insisted on dragging Xie Nanfeng to dance in the disco, but was rejected by the other party without changing his face.

Liuliu and Laosan didn't know what they were talking about, and wept in each other's arms, looking very miserable.

"Captain... Hiccup, do yourself a favor, we may see each other for the last time, you won't be able to justify it if you don't play a song with me."

The wobbly wind lion does not give up, and wants to drag Xie Nanfeng to shame.

"It's not that I'm dead, there's no need." Xie Nanfeng persuaded him with a good temper, which was rare.

The wind lion refused to follow him, and insisted on playing tricks. For a while, the house was crying and howling.

Xie Zeyan was drinking, and inadvertently glanced at Xu Zhao next to him.

The other party seemed a little incapable of accepting the fact that the son-in-law came to visit. He sat in a corner and shut himself up, looking very pitiful. He sneaked a peek here from time to time, and quickly shrank back after meeting his gaze.

Xie Zeyan chuckled and put down his wine glass.

It's not a good time to talk now that it's so chaotic.

After a few people had finished their fuss and returned to the hotel in a daze, they were so drunk that they didn't even recognize the room. They stood at the elevator door and studied for a long time what kind of thing this kind of iron door was.

It made the front desk of the hotel look at them with strange eyes, as if they were watching a large-scale return to the ancestors of human beings.

In the end, Lao Shi couldn't afford to lose this person, and he held up his dizziness and grabbed them by the collars one by one and stuffed them into the room. Finally, he went back to the room in a daze and closed the door.

The corridor returned to calm.

Xie Zeyan didn't go in, but leaned against the door, waiting for some embarrassed little guy to come to the door.

He raised his hand and gently rubbed the side of his face, watched the number on the elevator jump to his floor, and then stopped.

The elevator door opened slowly, and Xu Zhao, who was dawdling on purpose, stood inside. After seeing the figure at the door, he froze strangely.

"What are you doing? Avoid me?"

Xie Zeyan raised his eyebrows slightly.

Hearing this, Xu Zhao took a step reluctantly, because after drinking, his whole body smelled of alcohol, which was completely different from his usual indifferent appearance.

Pretty cute.

Xie Zeyan thought so.

It wasn't until he was two steps away that Xu Zhao stopped, pursed his lips, and looked very hesitant.

"Isn't it just that I said something, so I'm embarrassed?" Xie Zeyan raised his hand, picked up a strand of his hair with his fingertips, and just played with it.

Xu Zhao didn't hide, and the roots of his ears turned red unconsciously.

"It's not because of that." Xu Zhao pursed his lips.

Xie Zeyan: "Why is that?"

"They... said you are... the son-in-law who came to visit." Xu Zhao said slowly.

Xie Zeyan laughed: "Why, isn't it? Didn't you bring me in?"

"No." Xu Zhao's voice was very soft, "You are not a door-to-door son-in-law. This adjective is too ugly, as if you have been angered here."

Xie Zeyan suddenly realized.

It turned out that the young master got into trouble because of such a trivial matter.

"They were just joking, don't think too much." Xie Zeyan leaned against the wall loosely, raised his chin slightly towards the room, "Come in and have a seat?"

Xu Zhao was stunned for a moment, then nodded slowly.

He thought the room would be as messy as his own, but he didn't expect it to be neat and tidy. The clothes were neatly folded and placed beside the bed. There was a nice smell in the air, exactly the same as Xie Zeyan's body.

Xu Zhao took a light breath, and realized that his behavior was too strange, and his face quickly turned crimson.

"Sit whatever you want, I'll get you something to sober up." Xie Zeyan opened the suitcase, "Milk or coffee?"

Xu Zhao chose the former.

I like milk.

Xie Zeyan thought so, found the milk stuffed in the box before coming, and handed it to him.

"Aren't you angry? A lot of them say you are relying on me..." Xu Zhao didn't hold back, and asked in a low voice.

"There are too many people talking about me. If you care about these things, I will come to play e-sports." Xie Zeyan has always been very open about this aspect.

Since the beginning of his live broadcast, he has been burdened with a lot of scolding. If it were put on ordinary people, he would definitely be unable to bear it and give up, but he didn't respond.

Anyway, the mouth grows on others, no matter what you say, it will not affect yourself, so there is no need to think too much.

Xu Zhao took a sip of the milk lightly.

Xie Zeyan looked at him for a moment, then chuckled lightly: "I thought you were angry because people regarded you as your mother's family."

Realizing the meaning of his words, Xu Zhao blushed even more.

"No, no."

Xie Zeyan jokingly said, "Is that an admission?"

Perhaps it was because Xu Zhao was much more honest than usual after drinking. He lowered his head and sipped his milk. After a long time, he opened his mouth gently.

"If you want to sleep... I can do it anytime."

Xie Zeyan paused for a moment.

He inadvertently glanced at the head of the bed. The box of "sugar" from the previous two days was still lying there obediently.

After three seconds.

He grumbled harshly.

If I had known that this little guy would not be here, he still wanted to be a human being.

-

In the end, Xie Zeyan became an upright man. After sending a certain young master who was too dizzy to react to his room, he went to the bathroom by himself for half an hour before coming out covered in steam.

This also caused him to have a headache all night, and he basically didn't sleep well.

The next day, when Xie Zeyan was broadcasting live, his face was so ugly that the fans were all frightened.

[? ? ?What's wrong with you, little trash? ? ? ]

[Is it because of the filter, why does his face look so pale]

[Are you all right, baby?Ma Ma looked so distressed. ]

"It's okay." Xie Zeyan supported his head sleepily, looking at the picture on the screen.

The brilliant performance in the regional competition made him a little popular, the number of fans on the platform soared by hundreds of thousands overnight, and countless barrages rushed to his face.

Xie Zeyan rubbed his temples, looked at the bullet screen that flew across quickly, and chose a few answers.

"What's wrong? Didn't sleep well."

"Pressure...no pressure, just playing games normally."

"Will you be in the first team? I'm not sure, I don't want to be in."

That last sentence terrified many people.

You know, for people in the circle, being able to enter the first team is equivalent to the supreme glory. Being able to start every game and receiving soft deals for advertising endorsements is an honor that no one knows how many people can't ask for.

It turned out to be him.

Send it away if you don't want to enter?

[No bro, you should take over for me!you go! ]

[Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow, is it because the young master isn't around?]

[The global competition is not long, can it still work? ]

A few sharp doubts popped up from the barrage from time to time, Xie Zeyanquan pretended not to see it, and played the game on his own.

Maybe it was because they were crazy until midnight yesterday, and they were dragged back to the base by car in the morning. Fengshi and the others fell asleep completely, and only reluctantly went downstairs in slippers when it was dark.

As a result, when I went downstairs, I saw a hard-working figure broadcasting live.

The wind lion stopped abruptly.

He suspected that he had read it wrong, raised his hand and rubbed his eyes, and after confirming again and again, he realized that it was the new pillar of his family, and turned his head in silence.

Liuliu and him looked at each other, both of them saw the helplessness in the other's eyes.

"I didn't say that, did we work too hard?" Feng Shi was so sleepy that he slumped on the sofa and yawned, "It's still live broadcast after this. I don't even want to touch the mouse when I'm playing games these days."

"Me too." Liuliu looked like a lump of slime, and her six relatives fell beside the wind lion, her face full of decadence.

Coach Lao Shi rarely sat with them, holding a thermos cup and drinking water.

"If I remember correctly, it's the end of the month, right?"

Wind Lion: ...?

Grass, the live broadcast time is long!

They have signed contracts with the platform. If they fail to meet the time requirement every month, not only will their wages be deducted, but what's more, the time requirement will be counted to the next month.

So accumulated over time, their duration has become a very scary number.

Feng Shi said dryly: "Coach, can we discuss something?"

Lao Shi drank the water expressionlessly: "Let it go."

"...can you terminate the contract?"

"The amount of liquidated damages."

Looking at the few fingers that Lao Shi stretched out, Feng Shi had a heart attack, and dragged Liuliu back to the room, intending to enter his own room to broadcast live.

In the training room, it will more or less affect other people, so it is better to fish for yourself.

Feng Shi and Liuliu went to the training room to move the stools, and went upstairs in a hurry.

"Who was behind just now?"

Xie Zeyan didn't even look back, so he could tell from the tiptoe movements, "Fengshi and Liuliu, what are you doing moving the stool? You ask me how I know."

He looked at the picture on the screen and played more than a dozen games in a row, most of which were in the circle of destiny, which made him in a bad mood and played a lot more fiercely.

[Little waste, why are you so fierce today]

[Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

[Help, Zai Zai inexplicably got a lot of A]

[...I don’t know why, but I suddenly want him to scold me, I’m sorry I’m just m]

Xie Zeyan raised his hand to brush the strands of hair that fell from the corner of his forehead.

He dealt with the enemies who followed him around the house blankly, and when he was looking for a car, there was another soft knock at the door.

"Brother Yan." Xu Zhao called him cautiously, "Are you busy?"

Xie Zeyan looked at him and said slowly, "No."

"That's fine... I'm afraid I'll disturb you." Xu Zhao smiled.

"Are you here for training?"

Xie Zeyan asked.

Xu Zhao responded, "I just feel that you have been working so hard these past few days, and I haven't achieved anything, so I just want to hurry up and practice."

Almost as soon as Xu Zhao's voice appeared, the live broadcast room exploded.

[Master, master, master, master, master!My baby! ! ! ]

[Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh)

[Why are you two still in different frames!Can you turn the camera up for me?don't make me beg you]

Xie Zeyan habitually pressed the camera down during the live broadcast, which caused the hundreds of thousands of fans in the live broadcast room to only see Xu Zhao's straight and slender legs, and could not see his face at all, which was quite seductive.

Xu Zhao originally planned to come to his seat to play a few hands-on exercises, but suddenly found that there were no chairs in this row, and he blinked blankly.

"I lost my chair..."

Hearing this sentence, Xie Zeyan clicked his tongue lightly.

Then for some reason, my brain froze, and I blurted out: "Then sit on my lap."