After being proposed by the master of the former relationship [Jian San]

Before the countdown was over, Yan Shu poured out a few pills from several medicine bottles on the desk, and swallowed them with warm water.

When he turned his gaze back to the screen, Liu Suishui had already sent a map channel, trying to chat with the opposite party.

[Liu Suishui]: Master!hold back, we've already lost one night

[Holding the Qin and Asking the Sword]: Disciple, my disciple and I will try our best to be as gentle as possible, so that you will die quickly without feeling any pain.

[Qingmo]: [holding the piano and asking the sword] You are dead

Holding the Qin and Asking the Sword is Qingmo's Mo Wen teammate, and also Qingmo's relatives and friends.

After making a fuss about the map, he also took advantage of Qingmo, even if he was "greeted intimately" by Qingmo mercilessly, holding the piano and asking the sword, he smiled happily: "When did your apprentice and their team do bullying?" Gege? Who is Gege?"

Qing Mo suddenly responded without thinking: "Hey!"

"?" Zhiqin Wenjian didn't realize it at first, but after realizing that it was a homophonic stalk, he smiled and scolded, "Get out, freshman brat who gave you the courage to call me brother."

"That's not what you shouted yourself." Qing Mo's tone was casual and natural, with a bit of youthful arrogance that hadn't completely faded, "Mo Wen of their team is his bound milk."

Hold the piano and ask the sword: "Liyuan?"

"It seems so." Qing Mo didn't care about these things.

Qingmo clicked on the equipment of the three of them and took a look: "Don't ask me to turn to Naige."

No need to ask about Naige, the other teams figured it out as early as when they formed a team, and it was one of the shortcomings of Liu Suishui's team.

Zhiqin Wenjian joked: "Are you so reluctant to beat your precious apprentice?"

"Fuck you, don't disgust me." Qingmo gets annoyed when she thinks about the rumors outside.

When the countdown was over, Qing Mo quickly posted to the opposite side of Naige to output, but the opponent's skillful and slippery movements made him frowned.

He also fought against Liu Suishui's bald Luoge a few times yesterday, and he dared to guarantee with his head that Naige at that time was definitely not so good at slipping away.

"This baby song doesn't seem to be the one before." Qing Mo said.

Zhiqin Wenjian was in a civil war with Liyuan, and he didn't understand what he meant: "Huh?"

No time to answer the doubts, the control and the carpet in Qing Mo's hands had already been thrown towards Nai Ge opposite, knowing that Loli jumped back to eat the shadow, distanced herself from him, hid behind Liu Suishui, and smiled proudly , blocking Qing Mo who wanted to pursue him outside the circle.

After watching this operation, Qingmo said firmly: "This is definitely not the milk song of their team."

Qingmo's carpet has been jokingly referred to as a 502-painted carpet, and almost no one can easily evacuate from his carpet.

You come and I go for 5 minutes, this battle still has no hope of ending. The milk song on the opposite side can not only slip away, but also milk. With Liu Suishui's head, the opponent's nurse can also make up the control-free shield in time.

The situation on the field couldn't be opened for a while, and Qing Mo's nurse reminded in due course: "When you attack, let me know, my circle is still full."

Holding the piano and asking the sword, I have a headache: "How do we fight this? Let's try to suppress the nanny in four circles?"

During a few minutes of skill fighting, Qing Mo had already recognized who the other party was through some small movements and details of Nai Ge.

He watched the screen recording videos of Naige's participation in the competition last year hundreds of times. Some habitual movements are difficult to change, so it is absolutely impossible for him to admit his mistakes.

After realizing who Nai Ge was, Qing Mo played a little absent-mindedly, the blood all over his body boiled, burning along the blood vessels all the way to the fingertips pressing the keyboard and the brain thinking about the way to play.

Isn't he an A?Why are you back?When did you come back?How long have you been back?Why did you play the arena with Liu Suishui as soon as you came back?Liu Suishui is so stupid. How dare he take Xiao San around in front of the main palace?Did turning the windmill turn all the brains out?

Qing Mo thought wildly, knowing that milk feeding was useless, so he turned his fire on Liu Suishui.

"Impossible, he won't give you a chance to circle around four times, change your style of play, don't ask about the sword." He took a deep breath and commanded.

Although Zhiqin Wenjian was confused, he still turned the fire according to Qingmo's request: "Are you sure? No more breastfeeding? Who is the opposite breastfeeding? It's only been playing for 5 minutes. Can you recognize this?"

"No words."

The singer who had been silent all this time flicked on the spot and made a confused circle: "Fuck, is it true or not?"

Then what kind of top Asura field is opposite here?

Zhiqin Wenjian is still struggling with the question just now: "How do you recognize that Naige is silent? Last time we both lined up in a single line for an afternoon and you didn't recognize me. At least twenty games, wait for me You beat me up on the other side? Now you tell me you recognized your rival in 5 minutes?"

Qingmo scolded him angrily: "I love you! Will you talk to me?"

Knowing Liu Suishui's real lineup, Zhiqin Wenjian and the nanny had great mood swings, and the mood of eating melons rapidly swelled.

Once the arena is not focused, it is easy to be caught and taken away in a high segment.

Zhiqin Wenjian was still struggling with the matter of "how could you not recognize me, how did you recognize him all at once", and was accidentally taken to a corner by Liyuan Pingsha, Liu Suishui cooperated with Yan Shu's Bo returned to his dream, dazed, and carried the person away smoothly.

It's rare for Qingmo not to split the pot after losing the arena. They had agreed to break up after the fight, so Qingmo didn't stay any longer. After saying goodnight to each other, they jumped to Qu Muge's YY .

Qu Muge, a widowed old man, is struggling to eat chicken. Although he can lie down with his teammates to get coins, he has no gaming experience at all. Seeing Qingmo suddenly jumping to his YY, he weeps with joy, as if he has been redeemed. : "Brother Mo, why are you here! Are you here to take me to eat chicken, woo woo woo woo."

"No." Qing Mo broke her fantasy without hesitation, and asked directly, "Yan...why did you come back without saying a word?"

"Ah?" Qu Muge's brain suddenly froze, "How do you know? I only saw Teacher Yan today."

Qing Mo paused: "What time is it today?"

"It was night. He came to take me to eat chicken. Teacher Yan is so good. It is his first time to eat chicken, so he can take me to take the second place." Qu Muge said, "But then Liu Suishui called him Go to the arena, and he goes."

Qingmo raised the corner of her mouth and muttered in a low voice: "Nonsense, of course he is amazing."

"Ah? What did you say?" Qu Muge didn't hear what he was saying at all.

Qingmo changed the subject: "Do you know that Mo Wen on Liu Suishui's team is Liu Suishui's bound milk?"

Qu Muge: "I know, Liyuan! What's wrong?"

Qingmo wanted to ask if he knew anything, but he opened his mouth, but didn't ask anything.

He was a little irritable, and inexplicable emotions were churning in his heart like a storm.

His voice sounded sleepy, hurting Chi Yu and said: "Not really, I just want to say that your thirteenth stage will be gone next season."

Qu Muge: "???"

Her thirteen episodes in each season almost have to be brought by relatives and friends. When she heard the bad news, she was full of question marks.

What did she do?

"And the chicken coins for the next month are gone." Qing Mo added.

the other side.

Successfully winning the arena was still won from Qing Mo, Liu Suishui's YY atmosphere is no longer so depressing and tense.

"Are you still fighting?" Liu Suishui asked, "Yanyan, are you tired? Why don't you withdraw first?"

Before Yan Shu could reply, Li Yuan said: "Didn't you agree to call until twelve o'clock? There is still half an hour, let's call again."

Yan Shu: "I can do it."

After midnight, Yan Shu said good night after hard work, and left YY, only Li Yuan and Liu Suishui were left in the channel.

Seeing that the person would not come back again, Li Yuan asked: "Liu Suishui, do your love relationships often become so fierce to you?"

"Huh?" Liu Suishui was a little dazed, "No, he usually has a good temper, and it's because I really didn't play well today."

Li Yuan changed her usual coquettish and trouble-seeking tone, and whispered in an unusually gentle tone: "Actually, I think your skills are pretty good. It's okay to make a few mistakes. It's not a formal competition, so why are you so serious?"

"Yanyan's personality is like this, he's more serious, it's okay." Liu Suishui said.

Li Yuan smiled: "You have such a good personality. If I had a relationship with a good temper like yours, I wouldn't be willing to quarrel with him!"

As if realizing what she said just now, Li Yuan paused for a moment, then quickly patched it up: "I didn't mean that, don't think about it!"

Yan Shu returned Liu Suishui's YY and did not go offline immediately, but went to Qu Muge's YY again, but unexpectedly, her YY was not as deserted as it was a few hours ago, and the hanger in the lobby Five or six people were chatting away.

Among them is Qingmo's vest.

Just as he was thinking that the road to Yuanjia was really narrow, Yan Shu saw the green light of the YY vest flashing, and then the other party's voice came from his ear: "Qu Muge, do you know anyone who hasn't found a nurse for the team's Masters? Tell me One."

Yan Shu was stunned, this was the first time he had heard Qing Mo say such a long series of words, Liu Suishui had introduced Yan Shu and Qing Mo to each other on the day of his apprenticeship, but at that time the other party only hummed a few times indifferently, After that, he never took the initiative to speak again.

As long as Yan Shu was around, Qing Mo basically didn't talk much. In the beginning, Yan Shu took the initiative to strike up a conversation, but when he didn't get a response, he didn't bother to talk anymore.

When Qing Mo opened his mouth to speak, Yan Shu thought Liu Suishui was coming, and he repeatedly confirmed the green light on Qing Mo's vest.

The one who speaks is indeed silent.

Unexpectedly, Qing Mo's voice would be so similar to Liu Suishui's.

It's just that Liu Suishui's voice is more mature and deep, while Qing Mo's voice is more inclined to young teenagers.

Yan Shu was a little dazed, his heart beat faster unconsciously.

"Didn't you say you won't play the Masters? Why are you going to play again all of a sudden?" Zhiqin Wenjian also chatted YY.

Qingmo's tone was flat, without the slightest emotion: "I'm going to snipe people."

Another friend in YY was curious: "Who are you targeting?"

Qingmo didn't reply to him.

Qu Muge thought for a while and said, "Flowers are changing? He was still telling me yesterday that there is no team."

"He is too good. Last time in the Swan Cup, they played against the team that held the piano. They played the Milk Poison Master and Jinghong three times. They pulled Qiandie in the big windmill and took him to the Masters. Am I going to snipe people, or Being sniped?" Qing Mo said mercilessly.

Qu Muge mentioned another person: "The puffs?"

"Her mentality is too bad, and her performance is unstable. In which game, is she the one who gives all the three obsessions to herself?"

Qu Muge mentioned several well-known nurses in succession, each of which was commented by Qing Mo, and then passed.

Qingmo's comments are not subjective, and he can still cite one or two examples of the opponent's mistakes on the court every time he draws a conclusion.

Zhiqin Wenjian joked and taunted: "This doesn't work, that doesn't work, are you looking for a milk or a harem?"

"None of your shit, get out."

After listening to YY for a long time, Yan Shu tapped the table twice, turned on the microphone and asked, "Then what do you think of me?"

The person who was still talking just now immediately fell silent, opened the channel list to take a look, and immediately turned off the free mic.

YY suddenly became quiet.

Qu Muge quickly realized: "Teacher Yan?? When did you come?"

"It's been a while since you guys were chatting, so you didn't interrupt." Yan Shu said honestly, and then asked again, "Qingmo, what do you think of my technique?"

None of the people who were chatting nonsense just now dared to speak. It took a long time for Qing Mo to turn on the free mic, but no one spoke for a long time.

"You, you—" the other party deliberately lowered his voice, but after "you" for a long time, there was no further text.

Yan Shu waited for about 1 minute before Qing Mo could speak, and glanced at the channel list curiously. Qing Mo's vest had disappeared, and there was also a notice that Qing Mo quit YY half a minute ago on the public screen.

He ran away.

Soon everyone in YY found out about this, and a relative asked cautiously, "Qingmo, did he run away?"

Zhiqin Wenjian reluctantly helped Qingmo save face: "Maybe it's disconnected? Why don't you wait, as you all know, gww eats barbecue in the computer room every day, and network fluctuations are normal."

Yan Shu smiled twice to save face.

About 10 minutes later, Qing Mo never came back.

Yan Shu also thought that he really ran away, so he said: "I have to leave, and I have to roll my name at the beginning of school tomorrow."

Zhiqin Wenjian has already received Qingmo's QQ message: "Qingmo really didn't run away, he said that the internet in their dormitory is down, why don't you wait any longer! Let the students answer the roll call for you."

"..." Yan Shu said slowly, "I'm the one doing roll call."

Holding the piano and asking the sword is very embarrassing: "..."

Yan Shu greeted YY and others, quit YY and went offline.

Just as he retreated from YY with his front feet, Qing Mo climbed up with his back feet. As soon as he entered YY, Qing Mo anxiously asked, "Where's the person?"