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Qu Yi and Hong Jianguo were stopped by the backstage staff.

He rubbed his hands anxiously for a long time, thinking that Brother Cheng is not such a violent person, and he usually did nothing but complain about Jin Yuan, and Jin Yuan didn't say much in criticism today...

"Did someone go backstage just now?" Qu Yi described, "A boy who is slightly taller than me."

Probably before they came, many fans had come to gank backstage, and the staff almost put an indifferent label on their faces: "I don't know, go away."

Qu Yi didn't leave, but stood beside the staff.

The staff felt strange when they stood up, and finally couldn't help asking: "What are you still doing here?"

"Wait for Jin Yuan." Qu Yidiao said casually.

Staff: "What?"

Qu Yi took out his mobile phone and found a bully voice: "Listen yourself, is it Jin Yuan?"

He touched the screen lightly, and Baba's voice came out from the speaker: "Let me take care of the empty nester..."

Qu Yimeng coughed and turned off the voice: "It doesn't matter what you say... Anyway, I didn't lie to you."

"Why don't you call him directly?" The staff was still cautious.

Qu slid the chat history to the bottom: "See, he didn't reply to me." He leaned against the wall and sighed, "It's so hot, you still won't let me in..."

The staff hesitated for a moment: "Then you follow me, your companion is waiting outside."

"Let's go." Qu Yi turned his head and blinked at Hong Jianguo.

Hong Jianguo quietly gave a thumbs up on his stomach.

It is said to be the backstage, but it is actually a temporary place. The team members were arranged to rest in the room, and the staff knocked on the door.

Jin Yuan was leaning on the table drinking water, when he glanced over, he happened to see Qu Yi in the corner.

"What's wrong?" Lao Ba asked.

Staff member: "There is a person... He came to find the captain."

"Isn't this Xiao Chengcheng?" Lao Ba smiled, "Do you want to sign, come here, brother will sign for you."

Qu Yi poked his head in and saw Jin Yuan stretching out his long legs, looking at him with his head tilted, his lips that had just drank water were shining brightly, dyeing Yingjun's eyebrows a touch of sexy red.

"Looking for me?" Jin Yuan put the water on the table and got up.

Qu Yi was puzzled, Jin Yuan is here, so where did Brother Cheng go?Could it be that Hong Jianguo is an unscrupulous media, exaggerating the report?

"My friend seems to have come backstage just now, let me ask." Qu Yi said.

Jin Yuan paused: "Huh?"

"Someone called Zhou Yanchuan away just now," Lao Ba said, "Seeing that you are about the same age as you, I don't know if this is the person you are looking for."

Zhou Yanchuan?

Qu Yi frowned, why did he have something to do with Zhou Yanchuan again.

"Father Yuan! Toilet!" A young man wearing a staff badge pushed Qu Yi away, "Chuan Shen and Ren fought in the toilet!"

Qu Yi staggered, his mind was full of Wen Huancheng's three-star peerless brick.

Jin Yuan pressed Qu Yi's shoulder: "Your friend?"

"I don't know..." Qu Yi followed them to the toilet.

"In the second compartment, I heard Chuan Shen's voice." The staff member whispered.

Qu Yi rushed over, but Jin Yuan stepped over his head and knocked on the door: "Zhou Yanchuan, come out."

There seemed to be the sound of fists hitting muscles, and then it fell silent.

Jin Yuan knocked on the door again, with a gloomy tone, giving people a full sense of oppression: "Three seconds, come out for me."

The red on the compartment switch flicked to green, and the door opened from the inside. Zhou Yanchuan raised his eyelids and wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand.

Qu Yi rushed to the other side and saw Wen Huancheng standing inside panting, but the moment Wen Huancheng found Qu Yi, his fists trembled and let go: "Why are you here?"

"I... I'm here to find you..." Qu Yi went in and touched his arm, "Are you injured?"

"No." There was still a scorching flame in his eyes, "I hit him."

Jin Yuan fished Qu Yi out from behind and blocked the door with a cold expression: "Who do you think you are beating?"

"Are you in control of my affairs with him?" Wen Huancheng stretched out his hand to push him away, but Jin Yuan pinned his shoulder with his backhand.

In the narrow space, Jin Yuan's voice seemed to reverberate: "Beat the people in my team, do you still want to leave?"

Qu Yi got under his arm and stood between the two of them: "There must be a reason for this, listen to him first..."

Zhou Yanchuan said in a hoarse voice, "Let go."

Jin Yuan turned his head, stared at the corner of his red and swollen mouth, let go of his hand, and jokingly said: "Young man has a lot of grievances."

Wen Huancheng bumped into Jin Yuan's shoulder and went out, Qu Yi rubbed the back of his head, still a little dazed.

Standing with folded arms, Jin Yuan turned his eyes on Qu Yi's face, and after a while, couldn't help but raised his hand and flicked his forehead.

"Ah!" Qu Yi covered his forehead, "What are you doing!"

Jin Yuan smiled and said, "You lost money for your classmate."

"Losing money? Zhou Yanchuan didn't care, why should I lose money!" Qu Yi walked outside.

Jin Yuan turned his head from the front with his pockets in his pockets, the sunlight outside the door cast a white light on his body, making Qu Yi narrow his eyes unnaturally.

"Let's find your classmate." Jin Yuan raised the corners of his mouth and turned to leave.

Qu Yi held his wrist, the sudden heat in autumn was dispelled, all the lukewarm tiredness seemed to be brought to the top of the bottle by the bubbles in the cold soda, and then cracked into invisible pieces with a snap.

But it leaves a clear lemony smell on the tip of the nose.

He walked out in a daze, and slowly realized...

Damn it, Jin Yuan beat him for nothing!

The mobile phone vibrated continuously in his pocket, Hong Jianguo's call, he pressed it to answer: "Where are you?"

"Brother Cheng and I are outside, you can go back to the cafeteria by yourself." Hong Jianguo hung up after finishing speaking.

Qu glanced at his phone, then at the crowd below the stage who hadn't dispersed yet.

Didn't you agree to treat me to dinner and supper? !Why was he left out? !

After returning to the dormitory, he clicked on Weibo to see Zhengtu's reaction.

Likes, comments, and reposts were all tens of thousands, and were reposted by the PUBG official blog.

In the official blog, apart from guessing easter eggs and shouting about his wife's awesome comments, there are also a group of people calling Jin Yuan frantically.

Qu Yi mumbled a few words, "It's Jin Yuan again, it's Jin Yuan all day long." After clicking on it, he found that Jin Yuan had liked his original Weibo.

He rubbed his temples, opened the private message unbelievingly, and saw hundreds of them as expected:

[Find a big picture of 2UTen's campaign ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah

[Yuan's father all liked it!The expression is extremely obvious!Find a big one and draw another expedition map regardless of past suspicions! 】

[2UTen ten-year fans came to apologize!Ask for a big picture of the expedition]

After being humiliated by Jin Yuan for a day, Qu Yi, who was brainwashed: draw a ball!

No, I won't even draw a ball for you!Just give me 100 million to buy all my paintings, and I won’t paint for you either!

He was going to go back to M City to see Aunt Chen in a few days, but the one-month rest time was used up, so he turned on the live broadcast software and started the game.

I was not very lucky today, I danced a few sets and they all landed in a box. According to the usual situation, the bullet screens were probably [Everyone knows that this year is the year of the box, hahahahahaha], but today was unusually impatient.

[Can such an anchor also be on my homepage? 】

[60w audience?Zombie account must have 59w...]

[Has this technology exceeded 300 hours? 】

[Xiao Xia is here?work? 】

【what happened?So much rhythm all of a sudden? 】

Qu Yi glanced at the barrage, and didn't feel anything: "It seems that everyone has a problem with my playing chicken, otherwise, I will show my strength by playing two Landlords."

[Ba Ba was kicked out of the live broadcast room because of his aggressive language]

[What did the farmer uncle do wrong, you treat them like this]

[The game talent of the anchor is only suitable for Fighting the Landlords]

[hhhhhh nightmare strikes]

[Why are there so many disgusting barrages today? ! 】

"Dong dong", the door was knocked casually, and then people entered the room.

Qu only had time to turn off the microphone.

"Qu Yi, your stuff." Zhang Suxing handed him the gold pot.

"Thank you, I'm sorry to trouble you." Qu put a small gold pot on the table casually, and just nodded his head when he saw Zhang Suxing staring at his computer.

He pressed Alt+Tab to cut off the screen, stood up and blocked the entire desk: "Is there anything else?"

Zhang Suxing withdrew his gaze: "It's okay."

Qu Yi followed Zhang Suxing out of the dormitory and locked the door. When he sat back in front of the computer, the quarrel in the barrage had already reached a fever pitch.

"Xiao Xia, work hard to seal my account."

He reopened a single row, and a familiar voice came from the live broadcast room: "Why don't you reply to my WeChat message?"