Quick Travel: Crazy criticism of the host and his love for him

"Chi Yanyu! What are you doing!"

Yan Yu looked at Jiang Muyao with a calm expression and asked doubtfully: "Didn't you tell me to do what you want me to do?"

"You can't just stand aside. Why are you holding me?"

"I'm not trying to learn it faster so it's easier to grasp the key points."

"Let me go."

"Tsk."

Yan Yu stood aside and expressed that he didn't understand why Jiang Muchao reacted so fiercely.

Jiang Muyao was very angry when he saw Yan Yu looking like this. This guy didn't act according to common sense at all. Such a move disrupted all his original plans.

He took a moment to adjust his attitude.

"Just stand there right now and do whatever I want you to do."

"Okay." Yan Eucalyptus nodded obediently.

"This way, put the rod at your thumb..."

"No, come here a little bit, come a little bit more."

"It's too much, go over a little bit..."

"Are you stupid, pole! Keep the pole flat!"

Looking at Jiang Muchao who was half-dead with anger, Yan Yu asked frankly: "How much is one point? One centimeter or one millimeter?"

"Chi Yan Eucalyptus!!"

Yan Yu also got angry, threw the club away and said, "You can hit it yourself, I won't learn anymore."

Jiang Muchao: "..." So angry!

He tried hard to contain his anger and kept comforting himself that everything was for the sports car and everything was for defeating those three.

After calming down, he looked at Yan Yu again.

"come here."

"I won't fight."

"Come here! Just like before."

"What kind?"

"...You held me like that."

[Tsk, tsk. 】

Yan Yu leaned down, held Jiang Muchao's hand, and pressed his whole chest against Jiang Muchao's back.

His chin fell on Jiang Muchao's shoulder, and his lips pressed against Jiang Muchao's ear: "Is this so?"

The subwoofer's voice fell to the extreme, hitting people's hearts.

Jiang Muyao's body trembled, and his neck became flushed: "You...don't stick so close, don't stick so close..."

The person behind him is like a spider web binding him, and the hot body temperature is like a furnace, scorching people and suffocating them.

"Why are you so weird, teaching you how to play billiards?"

"Get the hell out of here! I won't teach you any more!"

Jiang Muchao struggled and wanted to push Yan Yu sideways.

"Why are you so angry? You can hear sounds outside the door."

Hearing the sound, Yan Yu let go. Jiang Muyao hurriedly pushed Yan Yu and stood far away.

The door was opened and footsteps were heard.

Within a moment, Yan Yu saw his other three targets walking in.

Rong Zhimian: With a short haircut and cold eyebrows, Pique looks like a cool and cold brother.

Song Sichen: Short hair, casual clothes, a pair of auspicious eyes, as deep as the sea.

Qin Yuanzhen: white T-shirt, light-colored jeans, a literary and artistic god.

"Jiang Muchao, you don't even call us when you play billiards. What's the point of hiding and playing with Yan Yu?"

Jiang Muyao's face looked a little disgusting: "What are you doing?"

"Didn't you say last time that Chi Yanyu was a good fighter? Rong Zhimian said he would come over for a while."

As he spoke, Qin Yuanzhen picked up the pole, leaned down on the table, and took a shot.

After listening to Qin Yuanzhen's words, Yan Yu looked at Rong Zhimian.

"Try?"

If he was brought up to be beaten, there was no reason not to be beaten: "Okay."

"you first."

Yan Yu was not polite and kicked Rong Zhimian's calf. He quickly raised his leg and hit Rong Zhimian's shoulder with his heel, forcing him to kneel on the ground.

His knees hit the ground loudly.

The three people looked over and stared at the scene in front of them.

Rong Zhimian was surprised for a moment and looked into Yan Yu's eyes with interest.

His hand quickly moved towards Yan Eucalyptus's feet. Yan Eucalyptus hurriedly avoided it and kicked him hard on the shoulder.

After all, Rong Zhimian came from a military and political family, so he still had some foundation.

The fight between the two became more and more intense. After an unknown amount of time, Yan Yu clasped Rong Zhimian's hands, stepped on his back, and pressed him to the ground.

Rong Zhimian struggled for a long time to no avail and said, "Your skills are very good."

Yan Yu released her and nodded indifferently: "You're not bad either."

"I can't tell you are so skilled. Our brother Rong is known as the strongest player in Yunzhong. There are not many people in Yunzhong who can beat him."

"is it?"

Qin Yuanzhen smiled and said nothing. In his opinion, Rong Zhimian must have secretly let the enemy go in order to attack Chi Yanyu.

"It's getting late, do you want to go have dinner together?"

"You guys go first, I'm going to the bathroom."

"go together."

Yan Eucalyptus: "..."

"Hurry up, you two, we'll wait for you downstairs."

Jiang Muchao, Song Sichen, and Qin Yuanzhen walked out together, while Yan Yu went to the bathroom with Rong Zhimian.

"Have you received systematic training before?"

"No. My neighbor from my hometown used to be a soldier, and he taught me."

Rong Zhimian looked at Yan Yu's face that didn't look fake and nodded, not sure whether he believed it or not.

After coming out of the toilet, they met up with Song Sichen and the others, and they walked into Canteen C together.

The five of them sat at a table with their dinner plates. Jiang Muyao was next to Yan Yu. His entire dinner plate was filled with shrimps, piled high.

He didn't eat either, he just looked at it, looking at the shrimp and then at Yan Yu.

Yan Yu sighed, pulled Jiang Muyao's dinner plate in front of him, rolled up his sleeves, and peeled the shrimps for him gracefully.

Perhaps Yan Yu's actions pleased Jiang Muchao, and his expression instantly became happy.

Yan Yu peeled one and he ate one, looking a little interested.

The three people on the opposite side watched this scene quietly. After their eyes met for a moment, they looked back calmly.

[Host, he is emotional. 】

Yan Yu looked at Jiang Muyao beside him, his smile getting deeper and deeper.

"not enough."

"It's best to catch such impulsive and irritable people. Just gently pluck the strings and let their emotions control their rationality. You can easily catch them. I really can't understand how people who can't even control their emotions can do it. It will cause the original person so much pain that he may even commit suicide by cutting his wrists."

Yan Yu didn't understand and was shocked.

【because of love. 】

Yan Eucalyptus: "..."

After Yan Yu peeled the shrimps for Jiang Muchao, he went out and washed his hands before coming back to eat.

Because he peeled the shrimp for Jiang Muyao, he was the last one to finish it.

Several people were sitting at the table, playing with their mobile phones, waiting for him.

[Host, don’t you want to know what they are talking about now? 】

Yan Yu swallowed the food in his mouth, looked at a few people calmly, and said, "They all agreed that they don't intend to let me get along with Jiang Muyao."

【right. 】

Time passed like this, Song Sichen would take the initiative to help Yan Eucalyptus deliver meals to Jiang Muyao, and often invited Yan Eucalyptus to discuss the script with him.

In addition, whenever Song Sichen stepped into the library after leaving, Yan Yu would always meet Qin Yuanzhen.

He didn't say anything, just sat quietly opposite Yan Yu.

Rong Zhimian seemed to have gone home for something, and he hadn't been seen for a few days.

But what Yan Eucalyptus didn't expect was that on a Friday night, Yan Eucalyptus met Rong Zhimian in his apartment dormitory.

He became roommates with him.