FOG [e-sports]

At 02:30 in the morning, Shi Luo was lying on the bed and reading the comments on his small Weibo, the more he read, the more his head hurt.

"Maybe I really owe a little..." Shi Luo looked at the fans' comments with a shocked expression, "What are these comments... What are these? It's not as good as before! It's okay to continue to call me crazy and call me a whore. "

Yu Sui just took a shower and casually wore a pair of half-sleeves and sweatpants as pajamas. He walked to the side of the bed, shook the quilt and sat on the bed, "Is it okay to praise you?"

"Now this is no longer a boast...it's flattery." Shi Luo doubted himself for a moment, "Is my writing really that good? They say I'm an e-sports genius, and the things I wrote before are really that good." Is that great?"

Shi Luo couldn't bear to look directly at the comments, feeling faintly worried, "With this posture, I'm even worried that some fans will turn the content of my small Weibo into a light sign and take it to the arena."

Yu Sui imagined that prosperous age, and thought it was not bad.

Shi Luo put down his phone and lay flat on the bed, unable to fall asleep, "I'm so blown away... I even think I'm a fucking writer who was delayed by Internet addiction."

Yu Sui: "..."

Yu Sui remained silent for a moment, then said, "Although it doesn't do me any good, I suggest you read your big comment again and calm down."

Shi Luo paused, picked up his phone to log in to his official account, saw the private message that had gone viral before he had time to read the comments, Shi Luo clicked on——

[Why is he so gentle?Don't be obsessed with men all day long, practice your gun well. ]

[Shishen, although I know you won't admit it, I still want to remind you, don't be too devoted to that scumbag! ! ! ]

[Why are you gentle? ? ?Although Yu Shen has never been in a relationship before, it is obvious that you two are not in the same rank, so let's be honest, someone just pours you a cup of hot water and thinks he is gentle! ! ! ]

[Although I'm actually a Whisper fan, I still want to say something that offends people. He is really good at it. You must calm down and don't like him more than he likes you. Do you know? I'm worried for you, you I'm too bad at dating, why do I always take the initiative to show love? ]

[Troubleshooting, I'm sorry if you two aren't together, but if you're really together, I'm worried that you will be played with by a scumbag... Shishen, don't try your best to do everything, I'm super worried about you. ]

Shi Luo looked at the reality of the world for a while, and gradually returned to normal, "...how many crimes have you committed, and your own fans are persuading me not to get too deep."

"I don't know." Yu Sui has long been numb to being called a scumbag, "I have liked you and only dated you, but when I never knew you, I was called a scumbag all day long... For a year When I went home during the Chinese New Year, my dad asked me specifically."

Shi Luo turned his head to look at Yu Sui, "Ask what?"

"Ask me..." Yu Sui recalled his father's original words, and asked with great effort, "Have you developed many immoral relationships by taking advantage of the blind star chasing mentality of young fans?"

Shi Luo choked, and said concisely: "Fuck."

"He doesn't understand this, but when he searches my ID occasionally, he always sees someone saying that I'm a scumbag." Yu Sui closed his eyes, "The misunderstanding was very deep...my dad felt that although I was underage, my private life was out of date. Unexpectedly, I even called the club specifically to ask the club to strengthen management of me."

Shi Luo smiled, and said in a low voice after a while, "Can you clarify for me?"

"What's there to clarify?" Yu Sui didn't care at all, "Just say what others say, if you know whether I'm scum or not, it's enough if you know it in your heart?"

Yu Sui turned sideways, put his arms around Shi Luo, half asleep, and said, "Others think I'm a scumbag who knows how to fall in love... After so many years, I'm still committed to you, so it doesn't make you more powerful... Eat all the scumbags to death..."

It was too late, Yu Sui was already sleepy, and fell asleep after speaking.

The next day, everyone was waiting for the results of the lottery in the evening. No one was in the mood to train well, and Lao Qiao didn't make any arrangements. Everyone was still allowed to train freely and make up the live broadcast time. Luo was still struggling solo without taking a break for a while, and Old Qiao felt distressed when he saw it, "You take a break, it's really not good to endure like this."

Shi Luo shook his head, "I'm not tired."

Old Qiao said sincerely, "I didn't talk about you, I just said that your fans can't handle it like this."

Shi Luo: "..."

Old Qiao had cast a shadow over Shi Luo's sparring partner, "Is it hard to be your fan? After eight lifetimes of hard training with you all day long, you don't even turn on a microphone! It's so boring, and his fans won't be in the future." What’s the point of seeing your mechanical training as a professional?”

"Take a break." Old Qiao said in a low voice, "Manager Zhou came to me in the middle of the night yesterday and insisted on supplementing my training salary."

Old Qiao refused a few times, but Zhou Huo couldn't spend it, so he was happy to get a lot of money. Old Qiao patted Shi Luo and urged, "I'm going to get a lot of extra money this month to buy you cakes... Go downstairs to eat, rest for a while and then come up."

Shi Luo didn't mention Yu Sui asked him to go find Zhou Huo, fearing that Old Qiao would reveal his secret by asking too many questions, so he had to turn off the live broadcast, got up and went downstairs.

Yu Sui just finished playing a game, looked up at Shi Luo's plane, and asked Old Qiao, "How many hours is he still short?"

"It's not enough..." Old Qiao clicked on the live broadcast assistant on Shi Luo's desktop that hadn't exited, "He must not be able to make up for it this month... Another five hours of broadcasting will get most of the live broadcast signing fee."

Yu Sui canceled the in-game queue, picked up his phone and sent Shi Luo a message.

After a while, Yu Sui's phone vibrated, Yu Sui glanced at it, and got up.

On the first floor of the base, Shi Luo wiped the cream on his lips with a tissue, exited the WeChat interface, and opened the app of the live broadcast platform he signed with.

The app recommends the home page, and the Evil live broadcast room is displayed online.

Shi Luo clicked into his live broadcast room, the live broadcast room still had no camera or mic, it was very quiet, after a while, he saw that the game client was opened on the interface, and his account was logged out.

Fans were a little confused about Shi Luo Miao’s downcast and Miao’s upbroadcast, so they began to scan the barrage.

[Did the base disconnect from the internet just now? hhhhh]

[I want to log in to the trumpet, did I accidentally close the live broadcast room? 】

[The tuba has entered the top 10 of the national server, have you started practicing the trumpet again?I am so hardworking! 】

[I can't stand it anymore...Aren't you tired?Others are chatting in the live broadcast room, only our live broadcast room is like sprinting for the college entrance examination. 】

[Can't stand +1, the academic atmosphere in Shishen's live broadcast room is too thick, and we have been training us T0T intensively since yesterday]

Shi Luo's official game account was logged out, and the game client returned to the login interface. In the live broadcast interface, the mouse cursor moved to the login account, and the person who was live broadcasting entered his account letter by letter——

Free-Whisper.

On the login interface, the password is hidden by default, but the game ID is not.

The person who controls the computer quickly enters the account password and successfully logs in to the client.

Shi Luo's ears turned slightly red.

The bullet screens in the live broadcast room were quickly filled, and Shi Luo had to set the simplified mode to barely see a few of them.

【? ? ? ? ? ? ? 】

[This...what...what...situation...situation? 】

[Uh...Shishen suddenly wants to play doctor?Borrowing Whisper's account to play? 】

[Excuse me, Shi Zai has a healer account, which has long been out of use. 】

[What's the situation? ? ? 】

[@Free-Whisper, there is a kid here who is secretly playing with your account. 】

[I'm crazy, am I secretly playing with your boyfriend's account?Oops... so cute. 】

[Nonsense to mention boyfriend, you, number, no, no. 】

[Don't take the rhythm blindly!I Luo just can't stand the laziness of my teammates!It's not enough to enter the top ten of the national server!Also make the accounts of teammates into the top ten in the national server!I was so self-motivated when I was young! 】

The game logged in normally, and the person who controlled the computer started to adjust the keys, and replaced a few commonly used keys with his own, then moved the cursor down, clicked on the live broadcast assistant, and turned on the microphone.

After a few keyboard sounds, Yu Sui's voice came from the live broadcast room.

"No one plays my account, he went down to eat, I will play for him for a while."

Shi Luo slapped his hands on his face.

This is downgraded to the streamlined mode, and the barrage can no longer be seen clearly.

【Fuck you, why is your tone so natural? 】

[I'm dead, I'm dead, I'm completely dead...]

[Is it because I feel sorry for Evil's continuous live broadcast for too long and too hard?Fuck, the scumbag killed me! 】

[Yu Shen, you have the time to make up time for others, have you ever considered making up time for your own live broadcast room? 】

[Yu Shen, at least you were raised by your sister, so tell your sister, is this really the first time you've fallen in love? 】

[What kind of peerless gentle scumbag is this ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...]

[I'm afraid that there are so many things to say about the house management title, T0T, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...]

[Would you like to be so caring? Kneel. 】

[The live broadcast platform is going crazy?For a signing fee, there are two players broadcasting. 】

Yu Sui clicked on Queue, and the queuing time for medical doctors was relatively short. After clicking, Yu Sui entered the map and bought basic equipment. After the countdown was over, Yu Sui continued to adjust the different keys in the game while playing , You can also interact with the barrage in the middle.

"Does Shishen know? Of course he knows."

"He's not around, he's downstairs."

"I sent him a message just now, saying to make up for him for a while...he said yes."

"Will you make up for it in the future? It depends on the god of time... Let's see if he will let me play his live broadcast account."

Downstairs, Shi Luo was afraid that his aunt would see him with an unnatural expression, so he took the cake and went to the window, eating the cake mechanically while watching the live broadcast on the mobile phone.

"Why should I make up for him..."

In the live broadcast room, Yu Sui took blood, and there was a slight smile in his voice, "Why should I make up for him? This is a good question... I am happy, what else can I do?"

"He didn't take the initiative to call me."

In the live broadcast interface, Yu Sui's medical practitioner chopped melons and vegetables, and took another head.

"I just want to help him make up time, and I just like your live broadcast room."

"My own live broadcast room... let's continue to grow grass."