When I was forced to become a crybaby...

He roared so loudly that many people at the next table looked at the two of them.

Liang Yan immediately covered his mouth: "You keep your voice down." After pressing back and forth, can't you change the word?

Fei Ziming's hands trembled with excitement: "Really, go and have a look."

Liang Yan clicked on the software, looked at it for a while, and turned off the phone with a cold face.

There are more than 3 comments, one-third are eating melons, and the remaining two-thirds, the two waves of fans are tearing each other apart, which is extremely fierce.

Originally, the number of Liang Yan's fans was not enough to support the rivalry with that Langshen fan, but due to the increase in exposure, people who had had conflicts with Langshen on the platform took this as an opportunity to take advantage of it.

The development direction of the matter completely deviated from Liang Yan's imagination.

After lunch, Fei Ziming read some of the comments on the video, and his words became cautious: "There is no class in the afternoon, do you want to go to the library?"

Liang Yan shook his head wearily: "I want to visit the neighborhood and rent a house as soon as possible."

He is going to sing at the bar at night and live broadcast, which will affect other people, and he cannot live in the dormitory, and Wen Langna can't stay for a long time, so he must hurry up and rent a house today.

"I'll go with you!" As a good buddy, Fei Ziming always regarded Liang Yan's matter as his own.

However, the housing supply near the school is tight, and the environment of vacant rooms is very poor, and they are basically shared apartments.

This kind of apartment is completely different from the kind of apartment Wen Lang lives in.

This kind of apartment is a big house with many small rooms separated from it, like a matchbox, with a pitifully small area.

Some of them don’t even have windows, and the walls are nailed with wooden planks. There is no sound insulation at all, and there is no guarantee of privacy and safety when living in them.

Until the evening, both of their legs were about to break from running, and the matter of the house was still unsolved.

Liang Yan thought that he couldn't find it, so he could only rent a small apartment like this to make do with it, and then change to other places when there is a chance.

The two of them were tired and hungry, they couldn't walk anymore, so they found a noodle shop, had dinner, and took a rest by the way.

Although this store is not big, the price is affordable and the taste is good. At this time, the store is already full of customers.

But they came at the right time, at the table by the window, a couple had finished eating and paid the bill, Fei Ziming moved quickly, and pulled Liang Yan to sit over.

Because of the large number of customers, the speed at the noodle shop is a bit slow.

The house was unsatisfactory, and there was a lot of noise under the video, which caused Liang Yan to be in a low mood, and stared coldly at the spice jars on the table in a daze.

Fei Ziming knew that he was in a bad mood, but he wasn't very good at comforting others, so he choked out a sentence: "Mr. Liang, don't take those comments to heart. There are everyone on the Internet. You're just working for a bar. Don't worry about it." what did they say."

Liang Yan nodded: "Yes, I know."

When he promised Zhou Yi to start the live broadcast, he was already prepared, but he didn't expect that the controversy would come so quickly.

His reply was simply expressing his refusal, and he didn't expect so many interpretations to come up.

The two were chatting alternately, when two shadows suddenly fell over the table, Liang Yan raised his head subconsciously, Wen Lang and Wei Zhe were standing by the table.

Wen Lang changed into sportswear today, not as ostentatious as yesterday.

Both of them are tall and have outstanding looks. Standing in the store, they are very eye-catching. The eyes of many customers at the neighboring tables are secretly looking at them.

Wei Zhe pointed to the two empty seats with a smile: "Do you mind sharing a table?"

Fei Ziming's eyes immediately hooked up again, and he couldn't move away from staring at his face, he always felt that this person looked familiar.

Wen Lang didn't even ask, he just pulled the chair opposite Liang Yan and sat down.

He had long legs and the space under the table was narrow, so he inevitably rubbed against Liang Yan's legs.

He didn't hide until he rubbed against him, leaning domineeringly, his face was indifferent.

Liang Yan frowned, and moved his legs back.

There was only one seat left. Wei Zhe sat opposite Fei Ziming, blew his hair on his forehead, and raised his eyebrows at him: "Why do you stare at me when we meet? Am I so good-looking?"

Fei Ziming was exposed, he raised his hand and rubbed his nose in shame, and looked away: "Uh... sorry, I think you look familiar, but I can't remember where I saw it."

Wei Zhe smiled, leaned forward, put his hands around his mouth, and whispered mysteriously: "Let me remind you, KG1, can you remember now?"

The light bulb above Fei Ziming's head suddenly lit up. Wei Zhe lowered the volume, but he said loudly, "Oh! Yes! You are KG1's AD Xiaozhe! I wonder why you look so familiar!"

KG1 is the new team participating in this WDL league. Although this team is young, it has a good record. In the summer league, it overwhelmed all the veteran teams, stormed into the top three, and won many fans. Fei Ziming is one of them. one.

Seeing Fei Ziming's excited look, Wei Zhe waved his hands in a pretentious manner: "Calm down, calm down, I'm relatively low-key."

Fei Ziming nodded like pecking rice, looked around at the crowd eating noodles, and lowered his voice: "Okay, okay, I'll keep my voice down."

Although the tone dropped, the excitement continued unabated. He took out his phone and looked forward to it: "Master, can I add you as a friend?"

Wei Zhe was refreshing, took out his phone and found the QR code: "Scan me."

The two of them chatted enthusiastically at the table, Liang Yan and Wen Lang seemed to be at the North Pole, and they were both bored and silent.

Wen Lang cleared his throat and glanced at Wei Zhe.

Wei Zhe was stunned, and immediately changed the subject: "Why are you two eating outside? Why didn't you go to the cafeteria?"

Fei Ziming has a carefree personality and is very simple. Whenever someone asks him, he will follow the topic: "We are looking for a house. If we are hungry, we will have a bite nearby."

Wen Lang glanced at Liang Yan, lowered his head and took out his phone, as if he wasn't listening.

But under the table, taking advantage of holding the phone, he bumped into Wei Zhe.

Wei Zhe understood, and continued to talk to Fei Ziming: "Looking for a house near here? It's not easy to find."

Fei Ziming unscrewed the drink, took a sip, and began to pour bitter water: "It's very difficult to find, there are no vacancies for good houses, and the rest are shared apartments, and the environment is very poor."

"Shared apartment, that kind of partition?" Wei Zhe's expression was indescribable.

"Yes! That's the kind."

Wei Zhe's expression gradually became deep, and after a while, he began to tell stories: "Let me tell you, you must never rent that kind of place, right, old... Brother Lang."

Wen Lang swiped at the screen of his phone, without raising his head, he just hummed.

Liang Yan pursed his lips and didn't make a sound. He listened silently, his complexion getting worse and worse.

Wei Zhe put his hands on the table, poked his neck, and stared at Liang Yan and Fei Ziming with a solemn expression: "It's a trivial matter to follow and eavesdrop, and when you're not around, sneak into your room to install a camera, and break into the room in the middle of the night Stealing things, didn’t there be rumors a few days ago that the body was found in the rental house on the opposite street, and the murderer hasn’t been found yet!”

Click!Liang Yangang dropped the chopsticks in his hand on the table, and his face turned into a palette.

Wei Zhe glanced at him, and said vividly: "Student Liang, especially you! You show your face live on the Internet, and you are so handsome. If you meet such idiot fans, you will be in trouble! You can't get rid of it.

Just imagine, when you go back to that small rental house every day, there will be a voyeur lying on the next wall, listening to your every move, and gradually changing.

When you were not around, he sneaked into your room and installed a camera, and in the middle of the night, while you were asleep, he opened the door and entered the room to stand by your bedside, drooling at you with a wicked smile, and stealing from you..."

"Okay! Don't talk about it!" Liang Yan's face was pale. The air conditioner in the noodle shop was clearly turned on, but Wei Zhe could tell that he was covered in cold sweat.

Wen Lang put down his phone at this moment, looked at him and asked, "Are you moving to a rental house tonight?"

Liang Yan blinked and looked at him helplessly: "I..."

Fei Ziming hurriedly stopped him: "Mr. Liang, brother Zhe is right, you can't rent that kind of house, just listening to it makes you panic, it's too scary!" After a few words, Wei Zhe has been promoted to Fei Ziming's brother Zhe.

Wei Zhe continued to pour fuel on the side: "Student Liang, you really have to think about it. From now on, when you go to school every day, there will be an extra pair of eyes peeping at you all the time. No! Not one pair, maybe there will be many pairs."

"..." Liang Yan rubbed his fingers under the table, his voice was so low that he could barely hear: "I haven't rented a house yet."

Wen Lang raised his eyebrows, didn't speak, and bumped into Wei Zhe under the table again.

Wei Zhe immediately smoothed things over: "It's not a good time to rent, don't rent it, Brother Lang's house is so big, if you have a place to live, you can live with him, safety, safety is the most important thing!"

After finishing speaking, he persuaded Wen Lang in a decent manner: "Brother Lang, anyway, your vacant place is vacant, and there are many people living in a lively place, don't you think so?"

Fei Ziming was completely on the same front as Wei Zhe, and nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, yes! Teacher Liang, don't look for a house, just live with your brother... er no, just live with Brother Lang."

Liang Yan: "..."

Wen Lang: "..."

Neither of the two spoke, Wei Zhe slapped the table and made a decision for them: "That's the deal, classmate Liang lives with Brother Lang."

Wen Lang finally said, "Come home with me in a while to move things."

"Moving things?" Liang Yan looked at him unexpectedly, thinking he had heard wrong.

"Otherwise you want to wear my clothes all the time?"

Liang Yan held back for a long time, but still didn't quite believe it: "You agree with me going to live with you?"

"Let's live first." Wen Lang replied indifferently.

Wanting to go back to Wen's house to pick up luggage, Wen Lang and Wei Zhe went out of the noodle shop to drive, and asked Liang Yan to wait for him by the side of the road, Fei Ziming went back to school.

At the parking lot, Wei Zhe sighed old-fashionedly: "Hey, having a younger brother is really tiring, but then again, you want him to live with you, why don't you tell him directly?"

Wen Lang scoffed: "Who said I want him to live in my place?"

Wei Zhe opened his mouth, somewhat unable to understand the intention of his boss: "Don't let him live in your place, why did you ask me to scare him just now?"

"It's my parents who let him live with me, I just don't want them to worry."

Wei Zhe and Wen Lang have known each other for so long, and this is the first time he has seen him so obedient. He smiled at him and said, "You are really filial. By the way, boss, I want classic color matching for my pair of shoes. I don't like other colors."

Wen Lang motioned for him to take out his mobile phone, and directly transferred the money to him: "Buy it yourself, I don't have time."

Wei Zhe clicked to collect the money, happily: "Thank you, boss! I can buy it myself, and treat the little classmate just now to dinner. Without his cooperation, I would have to talk a lot.

Boss, in the future, you can still ask me for oboe singing, I am a professional! "

Wen Lang got into the driver's cab, locked the door, and started the car. Wei Zhe was locked outside: "Hey, why is the door locked? I haven't gotten in yet!"

Wen Lang lowered the car window: "Go back, I have arranged training at the base tomorrow." After speaking, he wagged his tail and drove out of the parking lot.

A rather flamboyant off-road vehicle parked beside Liang Yan, the co-pilot's door was pushed open from inside, Wen Lang sat in the driver's cab, and raised his chin at him: "Come up."

When she got home, Qin Bei was eating dinner by herself, when she saw them coming back suddenly, she was struggling to get more food.

He was stopped by Liang Yan: "Aunt Qin, Wen Lang and I have had dinner, I'll come back to get some clothes, and move...move to Wen Lang's place."

Qin Bei felt relieved when she heard that, and agreed very happily: "All right, go and live with him. The two of you live together and take care of each other. I don't worry, I will pack things with you."

Wen Lang leaned against the door of the bedroom, lowered his head and swiped his phone, while Qin Bei and Liang Yan were packing things in the room.

While tidying up, Qin Bei instructed: "You two must eat on time, don't let it go when you eat well, Xiaoyan, you haven't recovered from your injury, you should pay attention to rest, call me if you have something to do, and come back when you have time on weekends." Come home, do you hear me?"

Listening to Qin Bei's detailed instructions, and watching her help him pack up his things, Liang Yan couldn't help feeling sour.

If my parents were still there and knew that I was going to move out, I would be so reluctant to bear myself.

After Qin Bei told him, she went to nagging Wen Lang again: "Wen Lang, you live with Xiao Yan, you are the elder brother, let him go."