Eat chicken and eat the goddess

The draft design drawn after a week of hard work was given to Yan Zhen, and Yan Zhen handed it over to her friend's game company for her.

It is currently being reviewed and evaluated, and it is not yet known which design will be adopted.

Mu Ziyou and Li Fanhua could only wait patiently for the result.

On the first weekend after being busy, he finally got some free time, but Bai Yanzhen was going to give a lecture at a university in the next city with the school's professor, so he didn't have time to travel with Mu Zi.

But Yan Zhen promised to accompany her to dinner when she came back at night.

After Bai Hui was hospitalized with stomach disease, he asked for leave to go home. Mu Ziyou originally thought that he could take care of her on the weekend, but when he remembered what he had talked with Yan Zhen that day, he held back.

Fortunately, she heard from Yan Zhen that her sister-in-law Yan Qingsu has been running to Bai Hui's house recently.

Anyway, now that Bai Hui has someone to take care of and someone else is annoying, it probably won't be her turn.

Maybe I can take this opportunity to reconcile my sister-in-law and Bai Hui.

Mu Ziyou stayed alone in the dormitory, playing games that he hadn't played for a long time.

I thought that I haven't played for so long, maybe the operation is unfamiliar.

I didn't expect that it was not only rusty, but also better than a novice.

Mu Ziyou even began to wonder if there was something wrong with his mouse, keyboard and computer.

Otherwise, why can't she see people, can't drive well, and feels that the whole mouse is moving by itself every time the mirror is turned on.

A few friends who had originally pulled Mu Ziyou to play together, after seeing Mu Ziyou's dishes, they were silent and didn't dare to pull her anymore.

So Mu Ziyou played this game as a stand-alone game, and she herself seemed to be an npc with explosive equipment.

After finally killing a person, she was beaten to the ground by justice from heaven, so she quickly made up two shots.

Mu Ziyou played a few games until his heart sank. Last time, he told Yan Zhen that he wanted to play with her. If he looked like this, he might die of laughter from Yan Zhen.

Mu Ziyou gritted his teeth and decided to practice his marksmanship well. It's fine if he can't use a sniper, at least he can become a qualified Voldemort.

Mu Ziyou wanted to ask his little brother to teach her how to survive successfully.

But the little brother is almost as busy as Yan Zhen.

When Yan Zhen is busy, she has time to play games, but every time she has time, her little brother is also busy just like Yan Zhen.

This coincidence has happened several times.

But Mu Ziyou didn't care. It's not unusual for a college student like my little brother who is about to graduate to find a job in addition to his graduation thesis.

Just when Mu Ziyou was matching teammates according to fate, she was drawn into a team.

Besides her, there were already three people in the team, and a black man with a pink afro made her feel very familiar.

"Miss Fatty ~"

It wasn't until the sticky loli voice sounded that Mu Ziyou remembered that this was the little sheep she had played games with, a super cute cute girl in reality.

Before Mu Ziyou could answer her, a strange deep female voice sounded, it sounded like she had a little impression of Mu Ziyou, and her tone was even a little excited.

"Fat time? Oh, could it be that fat time, no wonder it looks familiar."

Mu Ziyou opened the microphone with some doubts.

"Do you know me? Have we played together before?"

The little sheep quickly answered instead of the deep female voice.

"Yes, yes, Miss Pangci, have you forgotten that you played with her once before, hey."

In private, he clicked on the chat box and sent messages to several teammates, reminding them that Mu Ziyou didn't know that he was broadcast live by the goddess.

Like Little Sheep, the remaining two teammates are young ladies.

In addition to the young lady with a low voice at the beginning, there is also a young lady who is very powerful but doesn't talk much.

Mu Ziyou felt that these teammates were all first-class good people, and the first thing he said when he picked up good equipment was to ask her if she wanted it.

The attitude towards her is also very good.

It's just that the occasional one or two complaints made her feel that they all seemed to understand her game style.

The young lady who didn't talk much hid in the house, listening to the gunfire outside, and finally couldn't help but make a complaint.

"Why is it a bombing zone again..."

The little sheep smiled.

"We have a GPS positioning system in the bombing area here, haha, you still want to avoid it."

"Pfft, this is the only function of Panci in the game, positioning the bombing zone."

The three of them complained about Mu Ziyou, who was squatting on the second floor of the small house with an inexplicable expression on his face.

The feeling of these people complaining about her really seemed to know her very well.

It was quite fun to play, and in the end, under the leadership of a few young ladies, I ate chicken smoothly.

In the end, it was almost time for dinner, so everyone dispersed and made an appointment to play together tomorrow.

Mu Ziyou turned off the game, stood on the balcony and watched some students downstairs already go to the restaurant.

She wasn't sure if Yan Zhen was still busy, so she sent her a text message asking when she would be back.

Yan Zhen quickly replied to her message, saying that she was still on her way and would be back in S City in an hour, and when she arrived, she would pick her up at the gate of her school, and then go have dinner together.

After confirming that Yan Zhen was not driving, Mu Ziyou called Yan Zhen.

Hearing Yan Zhen's gentle and familiar voice, Mu Ziyou couldn't help but pick his lips.

"Sister~"

Yan Zhen smiled, hummed lightly, and reminded her.

"I, my teacher and my classmates are all in the car, and we will be there soon."

This was a warning to her in advance not to say anything too ambiguous when calling.

Mu Ziyou raised his eyebrows, knowing what Yan Zhen meant, but even if Yan Zhen didn't remind her, he couldn't say anything explicit.

He just obediently reported to Yan Zhen what he had done today, and after he finished speaking, he couldn't help but add a sweet and cloying love story in a low voice.

"I read books in the morning and played games with my friends in the afternoon, and then I miss you all the time, and I think about you when I do everything."

Yan Zhen turned to look out the window at first, and a senior sitting next to her seemed to have noticed that there was a smile on her face that she couldn't hide when she was on the phone.

"I met your little goddess today, and I happened to get an autographed photo for you, as well as a T-shirt of their team."

Mu Ziyou was stunned for a moment, and after thinking for a while, he asked in surprise.

"Little goddess? Is it Elsa? Why is she there?"

But she was even more surprised that Yan Zhen still remembered this incident. The little goddess is just that after watching an e-sports competition, Mu Ziyou liked that female e-sports player for a few days, and then casually talked to her. Zhen mentioned a word.

It was really just a casual mention, and she forgot it afterwards. She didn't expect Yan Zhen to remember what she said, and even asked for an autographed photo for her.

"Well, it seems that I was preparing for the next game with my teammates there, and I ran into it during dinner."

What Yan Zhen said was calm, but in fact, when her classmates were chatting, she mentioned that Mu Ziyou's little goddess was preparing for the next game in a certain place in Z city. After she asked her friend for the address, she drove to find the e-sports player. It's time to sign.

She just remembered that when Mu Ziyou mentioned her idol, she was called the little goddess Aisha, and her eyes were shining. She guessed that she must like it very much, so she didn't bother to ask for an autographed photo.

But she felt that there was no need to tell Mu Ziyou about this, as long as she was happy was enough.