[DotA2] Holy Sword

No.70 Three Wars Dragon Gun

Chinese: 106, Mathematics: 115, English: 121, Comprehensive Science: 225, total score 567.

"Mom...I...I have a total score of 567, Shunzi." An Rong was stuck in his head, "I didn't do very well in the Chinese test...I did a great job in English. Mom? Eh, mom? How about you?"

An Rongyu turned around and found that An's mother who was supposed to be standing at the door was gone. He walked out, shook his head left and right and continued, "Mom? Where is he?" Then he murmured, "I didn't do that badly in the exam... ..."

"What what? How many points?" Father An's voice quickly became louder, "Son, how many points did you say you got?"

"Dad, I got 567 points in the test." An Rongyu looked at his father who was rushing towards him with a kitchen knife in one hand, subconsciously took a step back, "Dad, calm down... Even if I do badly in the test, you will There's no need to kill me..."

Father An put his other hand on An Ronghe's shoulder, showing a gratified smile, his eyes were a little red, and murmured: "Okay... okay, son is doing well... your mother, your mother is crying in the toilet Woolen cloth."

The scoring line will only be released in the afternoon. Last year, the first line was 570 points. Because the questions were relatively simple, An Rongyu panicked, so he could only quickly click on the match, intending to divert his attention through the game.After calming down a bit, he realized that a lot of gifts had been received in the live broadcast room, and when he cut it to see, it was full of congratulations and blessings.

"Thank you everyone... Well, it would be great if I could get on the first line. Instead of going to college, I have decided to play a job. My parents support me." I suddenly felt that the road to the future became clearer.

Later, Zhou Kaiqin and Qin Muyu received inquiries one after another. Zhou Kaiqin rushed to the street without any suspense—the total score did not even reach 400. His parents seemed to want him to prepare for a year. Study abroad for undergraduate studies.Recently, Qin Buyu was taken by Qin Buhui to study company management, bubbling away in boredom.It wasn't until 01:30 that Yan Che called. The morning meeting started at ten o'clock until now. After ordering takeaway with his colleagues, he ran out to make a phone call.

An Rongyu reported his results, and at the same time he refreshed the webpage several times, but the score line has not yet been released.In the previous mock exams, his best score was just over 500 points, so he definitely performed exceptionally well in the college entrance examination.Yan Che's tone was a little choked up, and he wanted to praise him, but there was only sobs coming from the receiver.

Not long after chatting, Yan Che's meal arrived.He finally said with regret: "The project team is going to have dinner tonight, you...you should rest at home and see you tomorrow." Then he hung up the phone in a hurry.

After entering the workplace, there are too many involuntary.All kinds of weird conventions have confiscated the freedom of those who live in them.An Rongyu felt uncomfortable, but he had to respect Yan Che's choice. Since he chose to work hard to make money and work hard for the future of the two of them, he must cheer up and save money by live broadcasting first.

At present, he has earned nearly 50 yuan, and An Rongyu has saved 30 yuan in the bank. However, the interest rate of lump sum deposit and withdrawal is very low, and it is unrealistic to rely on this.In the morning, after checking the results of the college entrance examination, he received nearly 1 yuan in gifts, and several "food gods" gave him three or four thousand yuan almost every week.

"God of Cookery" is the highest level of audience on the live broadcast platform, and it needs to maintain a monthly consumption level of 10 yuan to be crowned this title.These rich fans have offered to invite him to dinner and parties before, but he declined all of them because he wants to go to school.In fact, many well-known anchors will hold fan meeting activities once or twice a year, firstly to give back to their parents, and secondly to build goodwill and earn reputation from passers-by.

Yan Che and An's father also suggested that they could hold an offline event. After all, in the past two years, several big brothers and sisters gave him tens of thousands of gifts each. Finally, it will be officially implemented once, because these people are also the successors of some companies in Shang'an, even from a business point of view, they are definitely not a loss.

Thinking of this, An Rongyu shuddered.I didn't expect that I would also enter the age where I would think of this level, and I would consider my interests in everything I do, which is really embarrassing.

Recently, his live broadcast time has been stable, and his income is much higher than when he spent three days fishing and two days posting on the Internet, especially during the few months when the live broadcast was suspended, only those few gods of food would come to check a few times a week. Gifts dominate the charts.In addition to the team manager, the live broadcast platform also contacted him again, hoping to sign him, and sincerely attached the draft contract.

The terms of the contract are not bad, the signing fee is seven figures, but sometimes the length and popularity target, at least 30 hours a week, if the target is not met, the money will be deducted.An Ronghe called An's father and asked him to help find someone to look at the contract and keep it as a reference.However, An Ronghe doesn't really want to sign a contract right now. After all, every team basically has a cooperative live broadcast website. If they join a team that cooperates with other platforms in two months, then the liquidated damages will be a big trouble.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, the province's casting line was released. At that time, An Ronghe was starting a group tour. When he received a call from Zhou Kaiqin, the bell rang for half a minute before answering.

"What the hell..." An Rongyu stared at the screen intently. The water man he used had just finished a team battle and turned into the wild area to collect money, and said impatiently.

"Damn it! Rong'er! You're on a new line!" Zhou Kaiqin said excitedly.

"Oh...ah? Ah? You, you, you say it again?" After brushing the ancient times, An Rong and Ben wanted to wave to the pawn line, but they shook their hands and waved to the high platform.

"The first line is 550 points, you have exceeded 17 points!" Zhou Kaiqin yelled, and those who didn't know thought he had passed the first line.

"..." An Rongyu's eyes suddenly turned red, he wished that Yan Che was by his side now, sharing the good news with him.

"Hello? Rong'er? Are you stupid?" Zhou Kaiqin asked suspiciously, "Did you faint from excitement?"

"No...Thank you!" An Rongyu murmured, "First, hang up first...I'll go and tell my mom."

Afterwards, the same scene played out again. After An's mother heard the news, she silently turned her head and went into the bedroom to wipe her tears. An's father picked up a kitchen knife and planned to cook a big dinner at night.

The live broadcast room ushered in another climax of gifts, and the popularity jumped to the first place in the division. He saw a few familiar God of Cookery IDs, and saw a more familiar screen name.

"Thanks to my little Qinqin for the five Manchu banquets." An Rongyu thought to himself, shouldn't this guy be following Qin Buhui to work, why did he come out to splurge again.He smiled, showing his big white teeth, "Second brother, you don't work hard."

My little Qinqin: It's the real thing if you get admitted to the first line, and you should stand aside for work and so on!

After the game was over, An Rongyu ran to take a cold shower, but Yan Che still had no news, he must be busy with work.At five o'clock, An Ronghe called for dinner. An Ronghe thought it would be a big table of delicacies from mountains and seas, but found that the dishes were very simple, fried bacon with garlic moss, fried eggplant with salted egg yolk, shredded pork with green pepper, and water spinach.

An Rongyu is not a picky eater. Seeing her mother with red eye circles and her father sitting next to her shoulders, it was the first time that she longed for this kind of life, which didn't require any grandeur, vows, and delicacies. The love that flows slowly is real.

As if seeing through what his son was thinking, Father An picked up a piece of eggplant and put it in Mother An's bowl, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, he said, "The first table dishes I cooked for your mother were these four dishes. The bacon is what I cooked It was smoked in winter, and I also salted the salted eggs. At that time, I was very poor and couldn’t afford to go to a big restaurant, so I borrowed the kitchen of my part-time job to fry.”

An Rongyu was surprised, his parents seldom talked about the past in front of him, he only knew that his mother's family conditions were very good, that's why his grandfather always opposed this marriage.He sandwiched a piece of fat and thin bacon, which was delicious.It's not the kind of deliciousness that you can feel from the taste buds, but a more intense emotion.

The family ate and chatted, and it took more than an hour to finish a meal that usually takes half an hour.After the meal, An Ronghe asked to do the dishes on his own initiative, and it was almost seven o'clock before he received a call from Yan Che.

The list of members of the project team was announced in the morning, and a considerable number of people felt resentful that Yan Che was included in the new project team as soon as he came to work. They didn't even bother to be friendly on the surface, and looked at Yan Che like knives.

In the afternoon, another four-hour task planning was carried out. Each part was led by a doctor, the algorithm group was assigned two doctors, and the optimization group led by Jin Zewei even had three doctors, including Luo Qin.After the task is assigned to each group, the whole company will enter a state of intense research and development.

After briefly talking about the work he was about to start, Yan Che trotted in a hurry, as if he was getting into someone's car, and then said a few words to the others before telling An Rong and where the dinner was, and then hurriedly left phone.

An Rongyu sighed, the speed of life changes is too fast, when you close your eyes, you still feel like you are preparing for the third year of high school exams, but when you open your eyes, it is the cruel reality, which makes you feel confused.

Suddenly thinking of a common phenomenon in workplace dinners, An Rongyu asked his father: "Dad, do you drink alcohol when you are talking about business or eating in the company?"

Father An said with a smile: "Of course, if you really want to talk about it, you can have no food, but the wine must be indispensable."

An Rongyu suddenly felt a chill, grabbed the hangover medicine at home and ran outside, saying as he ran, "Dad, I won't come back to sleep at night."

Father An still wanted to say a few words, but this kid who was only thinking about falling in love had already run away without a trace.

Stuffing the hangover medicine into his trouser pocket, An Rongyu ran to the side of the road to stop a car, and reported the address of the restaurant to the driver.On the way, he sent several WeChat messages to Yan Che, but there was no reply.The inexperienced high school graduates don't know what will happen at the dinner party. They just see from the film and television works that the men will persuade each other to drink, drink red-faced and crooked before it's over. In some plots, they will even be called "princess". , that is, the girl accompanying the wine. As for whether there is any special service, it is unknown.

The time to go out is unlucky, and I am catching the tail of the evening rush hour. The traffic is blocked all the way like constipation, and I am in a dilemma.An Ronghe was going crazy in the car, he wasn't worried that Jin Zewei would look for the hostess, even if he did, he didn't have to worry about Yan Che's style.But Yan Che who was drunk was hard to say. According to his several observation experiences, Yan Che's performance was very unstable when he was drunk.

Kanazawa Weiding's restaurant is not far away, it's in a shop near the company.What usually takes an hour by car, took almost two hours to drive.After transferring the money to the driver, An Rong and Fei also ran out. It was already 09:30, and Yan Che still didn't reply.

Because he didn't want to rush in rashly and ruin the company's dinner, An Rong and stood honestly at the door and waited, carefully watching every customer who went in and out, and was accosted by a few girls on the way.Originally, I thought that people should come out after the restaurant closed, but this restaurant also serves supper, and it will stay open until two o'clock in the morning.

At 10:30, a few familiar faces finally came out of the door one after another. It was the accountant and publicity officer whom I met when I was off work. The drunk men supported each other and were still yelling to continue drinking.After walking out of two groups of people, I finally saw that messy curly hair - Jin Zewei was walking out with Yan Che on his back, Yan Che's eyes were closed tightly, as if he was asleep.

An Ronghe knew that Yan Che would fall asleep soon after he was drunk, and he would not be able to do anything unless he was woken up by urinating.Seeing this scene, my heart suddenly exploded, and I walked forward with utmost restraint, stretched my arms and said to Jin Zewei: "Uncle, I am his boyfriend."

Several people who knew An Rongyu started booing, some nodded and said to Jin Zewei: "Boss, he is indeed Xiaoyan's boyfriend." A few female employees beside him whispered: "Oh, his baby is here gone."

Jin Zewei nodded in acknowledgment, put Yan Che down gently, and worked together to let his real boyfriend carry him on his back.After adjusting his posture, An Rongyu gritted his teeth and said, "Thank you, I'll take him home", and then left without looking back.

The hotel was not far from the apartment, Yan Che lay limply on An Rongyu's back, his hands naturally hung on his chest, dangling back and forth with his steps.With scorching breath hitting his neck, An Rongyu was almost drunk by the smell of alcohol, wondering how much alcohol he had been drunk.

After ten minutes, I returned to the apartment.An Ronghe put Yan Che on the beanbag sofa and went to the bathtub to fill up the water.Yan Che's brows were tightly furrowed, as if he was very uncomfortable, and intermittent moans gradually overflowed from his mouth, changing positions over and over again.

Just when An Rongyu turned off the faucet and was about to take Yan Che to take a bath, he opened his eyes suddenly, rushed into the toilet, opened the toilet lid and started to vomit, An Rongyu was almost frightened by him, and followed him on his back, grabbed some mouthwash, and muttered, "Brother, do you want to go to the hospital?"

Yan Che couldn't speak, he twitched back and forth several times like stomach cramps, didn't stop until he spit out all the bile, took the mouthwash and rinsed it several times, and then said weakly: "Head...it hurts... ..."

Seeing his appearance like this, An Rongyu was so angry that he was so distressed that he wanted to blow up the Think Tank: "Brother, what else is uncomfortable?"

"Headache...stomach pain..." Yan Che's face was bloodless, and his lips were unbelievably white, "I'm so hungry..."

"What do you want to eat? Let's have porridge. Yes, I'll order takeaway." An Rongyu murmured, took out his phone, randomly chose the nearest restaurant, and ordered a bowl of porridge with preserved egg and lean meat. "Take the hangover medicine first." .”

An Rongyu poured a glass of water to deliver the medicine, Yan Che turned pale with shock when he saw the glass, and hurriedly declined, "No... I can't drink it... Brothers don't... don't drink me... I ...my baby will be angry..."

The cup was pushed and some water spilled out, Yan Che continued to talk nonsense, and roughly restored some details of the banquet, Yan Che somehow became the target of public criticism, and was "toasted" by several tables in turn, waiting for him When he realized that he could no longer drink, he was already drunk—he had never called An Rong and "baby" when he was sober, and this "realization" was definitely not a rational thought, but a physical one. intuitive feeling.

An Rongyu was so anxious that he didn't know how much alcohol Yan Che had to drink to make him feel like this. As soon as he was handed a cup, he pushed it away and muttered: "No...don't drink...baby...baby no Like me drinking...the baby will...get angry..."

In desperation, An Rongyu had no choice but to dissolve the anti-alcoholic medicine in water first, and then, with the mixed medicine in his mouth, he kissed Yan Che's lips and sent the medicine in.

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