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The person behind the counter was stunned for a moment, stopped looking for the notebook, sat on the chair and looked up at Wen Yang.

Wen Yang and Lao Li Man have known each other for three years, and the number of voice calls is beyond count.

But most of the time, it was Lao Li who was talking non-stop on the other end, while Wen Yang, because it was still difficult to adapt to the setting of talking endlessly while wearing a headset, only occasionally answered once or twice.

Most of the tacit understanding between the two comes from common hobbies and good game skills, and more understanding of each other mostly comes from typing and chatting.

Lao Li's voice is very recognizable, and the natural, clear, pleasant and juicy voice of a juvenile is probably hard to find in the dubbing circle.Unfortunately, this is another chatterbox, and the ones who are often attacked by chatterboxes, except for the tourists in Lao Li's live broadcast room, are probably only Wen Yang.

So Wen Yang made such a bold guess as soon as he heard the young man said a few words.

The young man inside the counter held the pen and looked at Wen Yang blankly for a while, then suddenly showed a dazed expression, stood up abruptly, and the chair slid and was pushed far away.

"Ah! Pipiyang!" said the young man clapping his hands.

Hearing the boy's response, Wen Yang frowned with a smile, and corrected, "Wen Yang."

Old Li didn't hold back, and laughed, "My name is Li Lin."

Li Lin not only has a tender voice, but also a tender face.

The senior high school graduate who was in the prime of cardamom's life had a baby face that even a junior high school student would believe, and his smiling face exuded an extremely cute and bookish air.

It's completely different from Boss Li of the roller skating rink, whose rough face can pretend to be a gangster boss wearing a gold chain.

"Where do we meet in life, Pipiyang!" Li Lin said as he took out a booklet for keeping accounts, "What do you want to eat? I'm treating you today!"

Wen Yang supported the counter and asked, "Are you rich?"

"The viewers in the live broadcast room are very generous." Li Lin smiled. From the corner of his eyes, he caught a glimpse of his father coming over with a few bottles of drinks, and hurriedly waved his pen, "Hurry up and order quickly, or the old man will wait later Kick me again."

"Then you don't want to treat guests today." After Wen Yang finished speaking, he ordered a bunch of barbecue very skillfully, and added, "It's my birthday today, so it's not too bad for me to invite you."

While memorizing the list, Li Lin was stunned at the end: "Happy birthday!"

Wen Yang nodded: "Thank you."

Li Lin was sent to buy barbecue by his father, and Wen Yang helped him get several bottles of drinks to the rest area.

Not everyone is good at roller skating, but there are male and female students who come to celebrate their birthdays, and it is inevitable that some of them have mutual affection for each other, or are single-minded.At this time, several couples of men and women were supporting each other and teaching skating skills, and the field was full of enthusiasm.

Wen Yang gave Shen Feibai a bottle of Sprite to Wen Feifei who had already put on roller shoes and was skating around the stadium while walking Wen Feifei.

Wen Feifei also leaned over, as if he wanted to drink some water.

A medium-sized dog that does not look threatening but is very lively and enthusiastic, it is still very popular among girls.

Just as Wen Yang was about to get a bottle of room-temperature mineral water, he saw a girl approaching Wen Feifei, pouring water into the palm of his hand, and stretching it out in front of his silly son.

Wen Feifei stretched out his head to sniff, licked his nose, and looked up at his father.

Wen Yang nodded and said, "Eat."

Only then did Wen Feifei groan, and lowered his head to lick the water from his sister's palm vigorously.

Shen Feibai took a sip of his drink, a little surprised: "When did you become so obedient?"

"It's just shameless in front of the two of us." After Wen Yang finished speaking, he also opened a bottle of Sprite.

Shen Feibai glanced at Wen Yang, who was holding a straw in his mouth, and his eyes fell on the counter where only Boss Li was left, and asked inadvertently, "Do you know Boss Li's son?"

Wen Yang let out an ah, and replied, "Yes."

Shen Feibai thought carefully about whether he had missed any key information before, but he could still recall something after thinking for a long time.

So he simply asked: "When did I meet, why didn't I know?"

Wen Yang didn't think much about it, he changed his shoes while sucking on the straw, and replied casually: "Playing games, I met him online, and I just found out that he is Boss Li's son."

Shen Feibai stood aside, looking down at Wen Yang who put on his roller skates swiftly, looked at his expression carefully, and found that there was nothing unnatural, then casually after Wen Yang changed his shoes and got up. In response, he handed Wen Feifei's leash to the female classmate who was obsessed with teasing dogs, and dragged Wen Yangchi into the arena.

Wen Yang was caught off guard by Shen Feibai, and the roller shoes made a rattling sound.

But who is Wen Yang?He is the perfect protagonist who is proficient in everything from eating, drinking, basketball to pick-up and roller skating!Of course, it is impossible for Shen Feibai to hit the wall directly after being released.

Wen Yang made a big circle with his right foot, twisted his body with force at the waist, the loose short T-shirt he was wearing fluttered, revealing a small section of firm abdomen, even the soft fluffy hair seemed to be floating slightly stand up.

As soon as the boy turned around, his left and right feet made a T-step, and stopped steadily.

This moment was really beautiful, Shen Feibai stared at Wen Yang who was baring his teeth and claws at him under the light, admiring and even applauded.

And in the next second, Wen Yang rushed back in a bluff, grabbed Shen Feibai with all his strength, grabbed the soft flesh on both sides of the opponent's waist, and said aggressively: "Little Baibai, tell me the truth, do you want to murder me?" , so you can inherit my handheld!"

Shen Feibai thought for a while, "I gave you all your handhelds, so there seems to be nothing wrong with me continuing?"

"Why don't you inherit my Wusan!" Wen Yang asked.

Shen Feibai pondered for a while: "If I succeed in the murder, I should burn the five-three set to you."

"You Bai, why are you so vicious! Papa Yang never taught you this!" Wen Yang said, pinching the soft flesh around Shen Feibai's waist, "Eat my Eighteen Forms of Jiangbai!"

When Li Lin came back with the barbecue that Wen Yang had ordered, what he saw was a group of teenagers gathered outside the arena, howling and non-stop.

There were still a few sounds of pulleys in the arena, bypassing the crowd and walking to the sidelines, you can clearly see two figures in the arena chasing after each other.

A young man he didn't know was skating easily in front, while his little friend Pi Piyang was chasing after him with all his teeth and claws. It's a pity that every time he tried to catch up, he was always easily dodged.

Li Lin put the barbecue on the table, and looked around the two teenagers in the field.

In the end, he returned to the counter, clacking and pressing the handset.

Wen Yang gave up the idea of ​​continuing to chase Shen Feibai, slid out of the field angrily, and took a bunch of wing tips to chew.

Seeing Shen Feibai following him, he snorted, and ran to the edge of the counter as soon as he took a step, obviously angry because Shen Feibai would not let him catch him.

Shen Feibai stood helplessly on the spot for a while, finally sat down with a sigh, and took a bunch of wing tips and gnawed on them.

As for Wen Yang, he ran to the counter and knocked on the table.

Li Lin raised his head and pouted angrily at Shen Feibai: "Are you young?"

Wen Yang nodded, and looked around like a thief: "What do you think of him?"

Li Lin thought for a while, and commented: "He is handsome and has long legs, which is pretty good, but he is just a little bit worse than me."

"Who asked you this!" Wen Yang looked anxious, "I'm asking you to see if he likes me!"

The author has something to say: Pipi Li: ... I just took a look!

Wen Yang: You said that you could tell at a glance!