Shock!Gaming god is my first love

The person in front of him was out of the emotion of recalling the past, and he became in need of a beating in a second.

Lin Pei saw his confident yet playful expression, and silently pulled out his grasped fingers.

"Hey." Before he could take his hand out, Feng Yan grabbed it even harder: "Didn't you just beat around the bush and want to hold hands with me yesterday?"

"That's because you're afraid of the dark." Lin Pei looked into the distance.

The smile on Feng Yan's lips grew bigger and bigger: "That's an admission? You're worried about me."

"I'm laughing at you." Lin Pei said, "How old you are, you're still afraid of the dark."

"I'm pretty scared." Feng Yan didn't feel ashamed at all,? He squeezed Lin Pei's hand, and leaned over to look him in the eyes: "So can we hold hands and sleep tonight?"

"..." Lin Pei looked at his beautiful peach blossom eyes, and the corners of his lips unconsciously curved slightly.

He didn't want Feng Yan to see such an expression, so he turned his head to the side: "No,? Go squeeze with Color tonight."

"The sofa bed is too narrow, what if I fall?"

"I'll sleep in the study, you and Color will sleep in my room."

"That's even worse, how can I let other people sleep in my old... room?"

"Then kick you out and sleep on the street."

"Really?" Feng Yan's eyes were smiling: "It's so ruthless, Mr. Lin."

"Don't call me Teacher Lin." Lin Pei felt a little uncomfortable.

Every time Feng Yan called him Teacher Lin, he always had an incomparably subtle feeling, as if... he was having a teacher-student relationship.

"Okay." Feng Yan followed the good advice: "How is the little squad leader? Why don't you tell me a question."

"What subject do you want to talk about?"

"English questions? Math questions? Either way." Feng Yan paused.

The winter sun shines in through the open and closed glass in the classroom, and round spots of light fall on the feet.

"As long as it's you, anything is fine."

When the two walked out of the classroom side by side, the sky was already dark.The bright red sun hangs on the edge of the mountains far away from the playground, like a salted duck egg.

The past is like a cloud of smoke scattered in the bottom of my heart, and my originally entangled and twisted mind finally relaxes a lot.

Lin Pei looked into the distance, and the setting sun that was about to set turned to look at Feng Yan: "Let's go."

When they got home, Ms. Lin had finished dinner and was about to call them with her mobile phone when she heard a soft knock at the door.

"Oh, you guys are back. Hurry up, it's time to eat."

Both Lin Pei and Feng Yan nodded. Although neither of them spoke, it was obvious that the atmosphere between the two had undergone a subtle change.

Mother Lin glanced at them in surprise, as if she wanted to say something, but in the end she didn't say anything.

After eating, everyone sat on the sofa around the TV, but no one's attention was on the TV program.

Lin Pei and Papa Lin were chatting, while Color lowered his head and poked his phone, not knowing who he was chatting with.

At this moment, a phone rang suddenly.

Feng Yan looked around the people around her, and belatedly realized that it was her own phone that was ringing.

"?" He took out his phone and glanced at it: "I'll take a call."

Lin Pei's gaze followed him unconsciously.

Papa Lin saw all this in his eyes: "Xiaoyan must have had a hard time these years."

"Huh?" Lin Pei was stunned for a moment, then came back to his senses: "Yeah, it's not easy."

Not far from them, a certain "not easy" person held up his mobile phone to bargain with others.

"It's not that I don't want to broadcast it. I'm celebrating the New Year at my boyfriend's house, and I don't have any equipment around me. It's really hard for a clever woman to cook without rice."

"Do you know how long you owe it?"

Feng Yan held up her phone, looked up at the sky, and thought about it seriously: "200 hours?"

"270 hours!" The person opposite was clearly mad.

Feng Yan is an old god: "I remember that I still had 300 hours a month ago. This is 30 hours less, which is a lot less."

"It's okay, I'll make it up slowly, and I will be able to make it up one day."

"You haven't broadcast live for more than half a month, and your fans are about to blow up. And you think, how much traffic is there during the Chinese New Year? Everyone is at home and has nothing to do. It happens to be the best time to watch live broadcasts."

"But I really don't have any equipment." Feng Yan was innocent.

"I'll buy it for you!" The small leader of the live broadcast platform finally couldn't help it: "Give me an address, and I will send the computer and camera there tomorrow."

"..." Feng Yan was about to say something when she saw Lin Pei standing up from the sofa and walking towards this side.

There was a smile in his eyes for an instant, and he took the phone away slightly: "What's wrong?"

"My mother is going to cook some supper, do you want to eat?"

"Eat." Feng Yan nodded: "I'm sorry, Auntie."

After Lin Pei finished speaking, his eyes unconsciously stayed on Feng Yan's phone, he swallowed the words on his lips, turned around and left first.

Feng Yan covered the phone's microphone, until Lin Pei's figure walked away, and then he brought the phone to his ear again.

His voice was very low, as if he was a thief: "Did you hear that, I really don't have time right now, even if you send me the equipment, I can't broadcast it. After the Chinese New Year, I promise to make up the time."

The person opposite obviously had never heard such a gentle tone from Feng Yan. He was stunned for a while, combined with the rumors on the Internet, and reluctantly accepted this statement.

"Okay, how long do you want to ask for leave?"

"About the sixth day of the first lunar month?"

"..." The face of the person opposite was dark again, and he said angrily: "You remember to post a Weibo message to appease the fans."

"Okay, it's easy." Feng Yan agreed quickly, raised her hand and hung up the phone.

There was already a tangy aroma coming from the kitchen, making people greedy.

Feng Yan smelled it and walked over. He stood behind Lin Pei and put his chin on Lin Pei's shoulder: "Auntie, what are you doing? It smells so good."

Lin Pei was caught off guard and his whole body trembled. He turned his head and found that it was Feng Yan, so he turned his head unnaturally: "Fried dumplings."

He hasn't been in a relationship for a long time, and he feels a little uncomfortable when others are so close for a while.

Feng Yan's eyes glanced at Lin Pei's side face, and he chuckled lightly, his back, which seemed boneless just now, finally straightened.

He put his arm around Lin Pei's shoulder: "It smells delicious, when can I eat it?"

"It'll be ready soon." Upon hearing this, Mother Lin hurriedly said, "Stop standing in the kitchen, and come over to serve it later when it's ready."

Feng Yan raised her eyebrows slightly, turned her head to look at Lin Pei, and asked for her wife's opinion.

Lin Pei nodded slightly, and the two turned around and walked outside.Instead of going back to the living room, they stood in front of the dining room window.

"Are you... going to broadcast live today?"

Why is it that after so many years, she is still a proud and awkward little gourd?

what to do?Can't help but want to bully.

"It's definitely not possible to broadcast today. There is no suitable equipment at home. But the person in charge of the live broadcast platform said that he will send me a computer and a camera tomorrow."

"There is a class reunion tomorrow."

"It can be broadcast that night."

"My parents have to sleep."

"Don't worry, I'll keep my voice down so I won't disturb them."

"..." Lin Pei's lips were drawn into a slit, he turned his eyes away and remained silent.

Feng Yan couldn't hold it back: "Does the little squad leader not want me to start a live broadcast?"

"...I don't want to." Lin Pei said.

After all, he is at home, not to mention that Feng Yan always talks a lot during the live broadcast, and...

Since the post about him playing games with Feng Yan went viral a few days ago, now almost the entire e-sports circle knows that Feng Yan, who has been single for thousands of years, has actually found a partner.

At this time, if Feng Yan was broadcasting live, Lin Pei could almost imagine what would be posted on the barrage.

When they were in school, it was known to the whole school that they were in a relationship, but now with Fengyan's popularity, it is almost known on the Internet that they are in a relationship.

In case there are any more of his students here... Mr. Lin can experience social death online.

This small worry in Lin Pei's heart, even though Feng Yan didn't ask, he could guess it pretty well.

Relying on Mr. Lin's integrity and good temper, he began to bully others unscrupulously.

"Then what should I do? I am no longer a coach, and now only the live streaming platform pays me a salary. If I don't stream live, I will lose my job."

"..."

"If I lose my job, can Teacher Lin support me?"

"Will it... be so serious?" Lin Pei finally sensed something wrong from his unscrupulous tone and expression.

"Pfft." Feng Yan couldn't hold back.

"!" Lin Pei understood instantly, his eyes widened like an angry cat.

Behind them is the living room and kitchen, and there are elders and little guests like Color at home, so Teacher Lin is not good at making a big splash.

He gritted his teeth and stretched out his hand to twist Feng Yan's arm. There were smooth muscles on that forearm, and it was quite elastic when pinched.

Feng Yan exaggeratedly put on a distorted expression: "It hurts so much."

"Don't pretend!" Lin Pei threatened him with staring eyes.

"Obviously you are too hard. My hands are very precious. If you screw them up, I won't be able to make money for the rest of my life. Teacher Lin will still have to support me."

"I think roadside begging is more suitable for you."

"Don't." The smile in Feng Yan's eyes became more and more intense, he reached out his hand a little fawningly, and hooked Lin Pei's finger: "Don't be angry."

As soon as he reached out his hand, the angry cat stretched out his hand and scratched his paw: "Don't touch me."

"Actually, I just asked for leave from the person in charge. The live broadcast will be on the sixth day of the new year. I'm wondering how to post the leave on Weibo. Why don't the squad leader do it for me?"

"……roll."

"Are you really angry?" Feng Yan's face enlarged and moved closer to Lin Pei, with a familiar smile on his face: "Don't worry, I won't reveal you even if it's a live broadcast."

"..." Lin Pei's inner worries were firmly pressed against this point, and he finally condescended to take a look at Feng Yan: "Really?"

"Of course." Since he was willing to talk to him, it meant that he was almost coaxed.Feng Yan nodded solemnly: "I'm not a big star, and everyone is not interested in knowing about my relationship."

"..." Lin Pei stared at him for a long time.

Feng Yan put on a serious look, accepting the scrutiny sincerely.

Finally, Lin Pei looked away: "Some of my students are your fans, I don't really want them to know..."

Knowing that their reserved and serious head teacher is dating their unreliable e-sports idol.

"I understand." Feng Yan smiled, he stretched out his hand tentatively, this time Lin Pei finally didn't dodge.

Feng Yan hooked Pei Maomao's fingertips contentedly, and her mind began to run wildly again.

Alas, wouldn't it be impossible to show affection in the live broadcast room?

It's a pity that such a handsome and lovely wife can only be seen by him.

作者有话要说：开始了开始了，颜崽开始原形毕露了，真不愧是你。感谢在2021-03-24?21:43:03~2021-03-25?23:47:14期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels for the irrigation nutrient solution: Xiandu? 10 bottles; there are fog lights in the mountains and fields, Susu classmate? 1 bottle;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!