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The so-called blessings and misfortunes never come singly. The words passed down by the ancestors for thousands of years are really reasonable. Before Zhong Xincheng can sort out the clues about Yan Shu's actions, troubles follow one after another: the precarious live broadcast time at the end of the month and Lan Yueliang's getting closer Homicide report due date.

The report had no clue, and the duration was not up to standard. Zhong Xincheng was too busy with all the assignments, and wanted to split himself in half at all times. It was better to copy the keyboard with one hand and check the information with the other to organize the report.

It was night, and Zhong Xincheng, who was wearing headphones and carrying a computer, slipped out of the dormitory wearing a dark black pajamas suit. He went to wash his hair briefly while the lights were turned off. The wet ends of his hair dripped down his neck and were completely wet neckline.He moved the folding table and the ponytail to the clothes-drying area in the dormitory, and sat against the wall to play games.

Loud laughter erupted from time to time in the not-so-quiet male college student dormitory, hoarse like a flock of ducks stretching their necks in a breeding farm and hooting in unison.There weren't many people coming and going in the corridor, and they drifted into their dormitory one by one, and they quickly became scarier than ghosts.

Barrages flew randomly in the live broadcast room, most of them were asking how late Zhong Xincheng would be broadcasting today.He roughly calculated the duration, and felt that according to the recent schedule, it would be broadcast until at least three o'clock in the morning.

The network in the dormitory building has long since returned to normal. After the disgrace was broadcast that day, Da’an, who returned to the dormitory, told him about the impromptu repairs made by the logistics department: the annual maintenance of the campus network, and the network instability in a large area has caused a lot of harm. people.

It is said that some brothers and sisters lost half of their research papers, the network in the self-study room was paralyzed, and even the data of the bathhouse card was stuck one after another.

Going to bed at three o'clock in the morning and getting up at seven o'clock in the morning, the old underworld has its work and rest.

Zhong Xincheng turned down the game sound effects in the earphones, tapped the keyboard with his fingertips, and said, "It is estimated that the broadcast will be released at [-] o'clock, and we will broadcast a little more today."

"Hahahahaha the consequences of long absenteeism!"

"Is it so late? Baby, pay attention to your body"

"Listening to the sound of the keyboard to fall asleep is also good doge"

"What were you doing the other day?"

"This auxiliary old k-head is weird"

Zhong Xincheng glanced absently at the barrage, and then turned back to the screen in a blink of an eye to realize that the head that should have been obtained was cut off by his own support. He was worth an assist, and was almost sold in the tower by the support.

This round of his family was quite headwind, he was too good on the road, and raised a 4-0-2 top laner for the opponent. The radiation caused the overall pressure to be too high. Zhong Xincheng itself was not well developed, and he was assisted twice. To add insult to injury.In the end, when the crystal was clicked off, he had no regrets, and instead leaned against the wall and stretched.

"I was busy a few days ago." Zhong Xincheng rubbed his neck to soothe his stiff bones, and reset the ranking.He looked at the content on the barrage and replied one by one.

"I'm rehearsing and I'm going to perform a show."

"Not too tired, but time is tight."

"I will be broadcasting it all the time recently, after all, the time is not long enough."

"Want to see me play mid laner?"

About 2 minutes later, Zhong Xincheng got his wish and entered the game, probably because the workers in the late night game had just started carnival, and the atmosphere was extremely hot as soon as they entered.The "Aba Aba Sweet Milk Doll" on the first floor has been chatting with the remaining three players, using modal particles such as "呀", "Ya" and "La" a lot, which looks cute.

Fans in the live broadcast room often ask many interesting requests, such as what equipment to bring when going out, what skills to order first, and develop some silly new gameplay, etc. Zhong Xincheng has always satisfied the requirements that are not too excessive, and sometimes he can for no reason. The effect of the program is full, and this time I chose the middle unit without a word.

He will play the mid laner, and like his own ADC, he is a hard-faced radical, flashing from his ancestors, and pinching him to harvest.

The family's lineup has a high fault tolerance rate, and there are a lot of people left in the team. It's just that the jungler at home is not very good at playing. He failed to gank at the beginning and was charged with a blood. Coincidentally, the opponent's shooter was sent.

[All] [Unnamed Demon Girl]: Thank you little brother jungler for the head, I love you~

Zhong Xincheng frowned, and it was rare for him to control his hand that blocked the news.

He barely held on all the way, and the top and bottom lanes were not very lucky.The experience of my own jungler is obviously not as good as that of the opponent's jungler. Whether it is leading the rhythm or clearing the jungle and opening the dragon, it is much worse than the opponent. I even stumbled several times in the bottom lane. The snowball got bigger and bigger, and the opponent's shooter ate a bite. Fatty, one R can blow up half blood.

[All] [Unnamed Demon Girl]: Thank you for the blue and red BUFF sent by the jungler, I love you~

[All] [Unnamed Enchantress]: Thank you for the double kill from the bot duo, I love you~

[All] [Unnamed Demon Girl]: Don't chase me, she's just a baby.

[All] [Unnamed Demon Girl]: Ah, it hurts so much, brother, please be gentle.

Zhong Xincheng's eyelids twitched, and he couldn't imagine who could say such a thing—maybe it was a weirdo, or maybe it was King Kong Barbie who was a big five and three rough people with a mentality.He quickly shifted his perspective, and seeing the chubby ADC on the opposite side flash back and fight back against his top laner, he mockingly sent a "crying" emoji, stepped on the corpse and began to point at the defense tower.

[All] [Unnamed Enchantress]: My brother is good or bad, I love him so much.

[All] [Unnamed Demon Girl]: The brothers on the opposite side are human-machines, so gentle.

[All] [Unnamed Demon Girl]: The Welfare Bureau is really good~ I really feel happy all of a sudden~

"Fuck you, this peerless bitch."

"Long experience and long experience."

"The sense of substitution is too strong and I am already in a rage"

"Brother Xincheng killed her!"

"If the barrage has animation"

"My mother turned over a life-threatening dog thief emoji pack"

"Absolutely home"

"Ah, if I play games, I will be disgusted to death"

"The old yin and yang are weird"

The bullet screen was swiping, and Zhong Xincheng moved the directional range of R to the back of the opposite ADC without changing his face, and charged for a short burst.

The economic gap is one thousand and three, but the hero mechanism, technology, and position can smooth out some disadvantages.In that round, Zhong Xincheng took an assassin-type mid laner, who developed into a stand-up shooter who specializes in dealing with all kinds of chaos.

Zhong Xincheng doesn't talk about martial arts ethics, he is cruel and ruthless, and he never shows mercy.

Esports, without gender.

[The retrograde magician kills the nameless enchantress]

The moment the kill broadcast started, a large "666" appeared on the barrage.

[All] [Unnamed Enchantress]: Don't target others~

This wavy line is really spiritual.Zhong Xincheng glanced coldly at the chat content of all the channels, and suddenly saw a piece of abrupt text brushed neatly on the bullet screen in his live broadcast room.

"Brother Xincheng! The next door is OBing you!"

"It's really, really passionate explanation!"

"Fuck, this famous mouth of the vast sea is well-deserved"

"Be a forgiver tonight"

"Silence is very good"

"Very good" "Very good" "Very good"

silent?What the hell is he doing?

Zhong Xincheng clicked the mouse to move with his right hand, and took out his mobile phone from his pocket with his left hand to log into the live broadcast platform.The last time he used the tuba to enter the silent live broadcast room and watched the professional cross talk anchor throw happy beans and overturn in public. This time he is a good learner, and he used the tourist account to log in, and no one would want to take his vest.

As soon as he entered the silent live broadcast room, the sudden sound effects of the game and the creaking sound of the chair rushed in together, so scared that he immediately pressed the mute button, and quickly connected the headset to the Bluetooth of the mobile phone.

"Just this ADC, you tell me how good it is? Blind?"

"Take off Xincheng's W key and kill it."

"Tsk tsk tsk, didn't I say anything? Just rushing in like this, I'm going to be a ghost alive."

"Look at the host's palm of subduing demons, piercing Changhong and kicking it for more than ten miles."

"Oh, I scored thirty points in the Chinese test, so I'm struggling with verbs."

"Why doesn't the host next door talk?"

Zhong Xincheng listened to Yan Wusheng's rambling, his tone was cadenced like he was performing an aria on stage.This feeling is quite strange, as if the actors who had worked hard to rehearse the pantomime were suddenly added with harmony, and the words exposed all the hidden overtones.

"Never beep if you can touch it, Xincheng's style."

Yan Wusheng didn't turn on the camera, but he could feel the hidden familiarity and maintenance from his tone.

"What? Do you think there is another person like me in the world?"

"Only this family has no semicolons, ok?"

Zhong Xincheng: ...

Come on, stay away from narcissistic men.

Zhong Xincheng let out a breath, and stayed within his controllable defensive range with his naive teammates.There is no field of vision in your own wild area, even if you have it, it will be cleared by the opponent, and you will not be able to get resources.Right now, we can only procrastinate, if we can catch the order, we will eat it, if we can’t catch it, we will eat it.

[All] [Unnamed Demon Girl]: I'm going to start playing seriously, brothers also have to work hard~

"What do you call it if you don't see it? It's called putting away my disguised strong man's skin and revealing my shameful rookie nature." Yan Wusheng sneered, the only part he could see was Zhong Xincheng's screen, and all the explanations had to follow Zhong Xincheng's progress Come.

"I sincerely advise all viewers, masters and wives, that you must not play games with a human mentality."

"Otherwise, the light of righteousness will soon shine on you."

"What righteous light?"

Yan Wusheng was silent for a long time, and suddenly there was a sound of rolling dice in the background, which was a bit like the unique tone of an old gambling hall.He didn't know what to throw on the table, lazily said: "I bet it can die 6 times, buy it and leave."

"That's it, Xincheng can't bear it."

"How do I know? This is something a man can't bear?"

"Wow, dear, are you the European Emperor of another world who lived in the era of peaceful games and was not poisoned by monsters?"

Zhong Xincheng listened to the silent words in the earphones blaring in the live broadcast room, and somehow became murderous.He specially cut the record panel to calculate the economic difference between himself and the opposite unknown enchantress, and felt that killing 6 times was not a difficult task.

It’s just that as he listened, he suddenly felt that Yan Wusheng was like the big cicada on the big tree by the window of his high school campus classroom, tearing his throat and roaring in the midsummer afternoon, letting the dry and hot summer wind come and go, blowing over the sycamore trees The crisp leaves of the tree.

It is always so noisy and full of vitality, sometimes it will interrupt the beautiful and short lunch break, and it will accidentally wake up Zhong Xincheng from the nightmare.

As soon as Yan Wusheng spoke in this situation, his irritability and anxiety disappeared.

[The retrograde magician kills the nameless enchantress]

[The retrograde magician kills Yayin]

【Retrograde Magician Double Kill】

The second stage of Zhong Xincheng moved to the ground, and the dark yellow cloak of the character seemed to be stained with the blood in the canyon, fluttering in the sound of the broadcast to stabilize his figure.He listened to the silent hype in the headset, and his language proficiency was brought to the extreme by him.The usually cold anchor suddenly touched the headset and said:

"Are you happy?"

The two people in the live broadcast room hadn't realized what he was saying, and then heard the second half of the sentence.

"What's beeping in my live broadcast room?"

Yan Wusheng suddenly stopped talking.

Zhong Xincheng thought he had slipped away, but after looking at the live broadcast interface on his phone, he realized that Yan Wusheng hadn't actually left, probably thinking about what to say.

[Yan Wusheng] Reward anchor [Zxinc] 99 love balloons!

[Yan Wusheng] Reward anchor [Zxinc] 99 airships!

[Yan Wusheng] Reward anchor [Zxinc] 99 hand-held bouquets!

[Yan Wusheng] Reward anchor [Zxinc] 99 rockets!

Gifts all over the sky slanted down, and the blue gift bars from left to right flooded the screen crazily, even most people in the game couldn't see clearly.Not only Zhong Xincheng was dumb, but the fans in the two studios were also dumb.

Is this anchor out of his mind or is his hometown digging for oil?

"Sorry, I just recharged the money." Yan Wusheng lazily and with provocative words, he threw out gifts one by one without hesitation, and said with a smile: "I bought the ticket to enter the round. Let me stay longer After a while, Brother Xincheng?"

Don't those who talk nonsense and call me elder brother know that they are older than others?Zhong Xincheng curled his lips, after all, he acquiesced in Yan Wuyan's behavior.

The main reason is that his house manager is not online, and he doesn't bother to kick people.

That night, no one thought that the combination of a silent film anchor and a national costume fan king would be so bizarre and weird. One smacked his head and killed all directions, and the other scolded the other party all over the place, and after the end, he still raised his tone complacently. Claiming credit is like a bloodhound coming home with a trophy in its mouth, hungry for a reward.

It was close to three o'clock in the morning, and Zhong Xincheng was about to pack up and stream it. After fighting for two or three hours without being tired at all, Yan Wusheng, who was doing stand-up comedy throughout the whole process, drank his saliva and asked him: ""Jedi Fantasy" recently held an urban college league. Should you be able to participate at this age?"

Zhong Xincheng has an impression of the league. It is said that No. 1 has a bonus of [-], which is very high. A has a campus e-sports club, but Zhong Xincheng did not join, and Daan seems to play mid laner in it, and sometimes he can be mixed in the starting lineup.

Da'an invited Zhong Xincheng, but he didn't think about going.

"You should be able to participate, too?" Zhong Xincheng didn't answer, but asked a rhetorical question.

"Me?" There was some surprise in Yan Wusheng's voice, he thought for a while before saying:

"I can't, stop studying, and drive an excavator at a construction site."

Zhong Xincheng: ...

excavator?

A career with a bright future.