Shock!Gaming god is my first love

[? ? ? ?What's the situation? Did I enter the wrong live broadcast room? 】

On this day, the first barrage of almost everyone who entered the live broadcast room was doubts.

what happened?What about the agreed League of Legends anchor?How did it suddenly become the late-night food channel.

"Pour the meat into the pan, fry until it changes color slightly,? Add the green onion..."

"This looks quite simple." Feng Yan sat in front of the computer desk, holding a small notebook, with an appearance of taking notes seriously.

But in just a few 10 minutes, he has written a full page of dish names in his notebook.Of course,? His audience was also tortured by a few 10 minutes of food.

[I'm so hungry,? The instant noodles in the bowl suddenly taste bad. 】

[Is this reasonable?Put poison in the middle of the night, my God! 】

[I originally wanted to lose weight, but I was hungry, so I immediately got up and ordered a takeaway. 】

……

Feng Yan moved the mouse, turned off the video just now, and opened another one instead: "Brothers, is there any other easy-to-cook dishes? Let's have some more."

As soon as he finished speaking, countless barrages were posted on the barrage.

【Scrambled eggs with tomatoes!Forever God! 】

[Shooting cucumbers, it's painless to start, absolutely easy! 】

[This question is beyond the outline,? I only know instant noodles,? The easiest thing in the world. 】

The black signature pen was twirling nimbly at Feng Yan's fingertips. He looked critically at the barrage: "Are there any ones that have a better appearance? These look very shabby, and you can't get them out."

There was a few seconds of silence on the barrage, followed by question marks all over the screen.

[Do you need to arrange noodles for cooking? God Pei won't be kidnapped. 】

[Is this some kind of strange time mixing method?Brother!Be sober, you are a League of Legends anchor, not a late-night cooking anchor! 】

Feng Yan smiled lazily: "What do you mean by long time, today is an extra program, let you participate in my love life."

【? ? ? 】

Before Feng Yan could speak, she saw a line of fonts with special effects floating across the screen.

[It has been detected that you have not broadcast League of Legends content for half an hour. Friendly reminder: This type of live broadcast time is not included in the live broadcast time. 】

[Hahahaha laughed to death, Chaoguan couldn't stand it anymore. 】

[Let me see how many hours of Yanpei's live broadcast are left, hahahaha this has been broadcast for almost half a month, why are there so many. 】

"Tsk, you guys are too ruthless." Feng Yan looked at the mocking bullets all over the screen, and finally clicked on the game software on the desktop.

He clicked on the rankings with ease, looked at the timer waiting to join the battle, and cut the screen to look at the menu.

It is definitely not enough to rely on cooking to spend time, but this does not prevent Feng Yan from learning from the audience in the live broadcast room.

On this day, all the viewers who entered the live broadcast room saw a strange picture.

Obviously the content broadcast in the live broadcast room is playing games, but the topics that ring in my ears have nothing to do with games.

"I must have never cooked before. I can't take the job of the aunt at the base."

"Of course I ordered takeaway when I got up late. Have you ever seen a professional player cook for food and clothing by himself?"

"I said it's the first time I'm cooking, and I'm going to cook some dishes that are not easy to overturn, otherwise what will I do if my wife vomits tomorrow."

"Take a vlog and share it? That won't work, this is my wife's exclusive treatment, and others don't deserve it."

"How can this be called a tool man? Everyone here is my one-day culinary instructor at Yanpei. If I succeed tomorrow, I will draw a lottery for everyone on Weibo."

"Hey, of course what I say is what I say. When have I ever lied to someone?"

That night, a hot post floated up on the forum discussing e-sports.

【Yanpei started working again, this guy is definitely the culprit for my late-night takeout order! 】

At that time, in another room separated from Lin Pei by the wall, Du Huizhou was lying on the bed playing with his mobile phone.

Tonight there is a match of the CW team. The Nerve Knife team just exploded and overthrew a strong team a few days ago. Du Huizhou was happy for two days. He thought that his home team could take off on the spot. The head was beaten violently by a weak team.

Du Huizhou was so angry that he confronted the irritable old buddies angrily on the forum, but as soon as he refreshed, he saw this post floating up.

He stared at the ID in the theme for a long time, and then entered in full of doubts: "What is this?"

After 3 minutes, Du Huizhou hastily browsed through the entire post. He was silent for a long time, a little suspicious of life.

Damn, although I know that Yanpei has won several championships and even led a runner-up team as a coach, but... is this guy really reliable?It looks like it's very in love.

If he really went to the CW team, he wouldn't teach the players how to fall in love every day.

"Mr. Mu, are you free recently? I hope you can come to the school. I want to have a good talk with you about Mu Fengyao's education."

Lin Pei stood by the window, patiently talking on the phone with the students' parents.

But the person on the other side obviously didn't buy it very much. Amidst the loud music and conversation, a man's voice came through the microphone: "This child is stubborn. If he doesn't hit the south wall and doesn't look back, it's hopeless."

"Mr. Lin, I'm telling you the truth, I don't plan to take care of him anymore. When he suffers himself, he will know the painstaking efforts of our elders, and he will naturally wake up at that time."

Lin Pei couldn't help frowning, but still patiently said: "Mr. Mu, he is going to take the college entrance examination soon..."

"Oh." The person on the other side of the microphone seemed to suddenly understand something: "Mu Fengyao will affect your enrollment rate, right? Why don't I come back after a while and take him to take a leave of absence from school? What do you think? Sample?"

"..." Lin Pei took a deep breath, and his tone became serious: "Mr. Mu, this is not about the rate of enrollment, but about the future of the students. I think you should care more..."

Before Lin Pei could finish his sentence, he was interrupted mercilessly by the other party.

"Mr. Lin, it's not that I haven't persuaded you! I really can't control it. Anyway, he is almost an adult, and his future is his own business. As parents, we have done our best."

"...If you have nothing else to do, I'll hang up first. I have an important entertainment here."

There was an empty busy tone on the phone, Lin Pei stared at the phone for a few seconds, then turned around and walked back to the office.

Mr. Zhang was standing by his desk, discussing several solutions to the problem with another math teacher. When he looked up and saw Lin Pei, he was startled.

"What's going on? It's that student with a black face like this?"

"Yeah." Lin Pei sat down with a blank face: "The parents are very uncooperative."

"Normal." Teacher Zhang patted him on the shoulder sympathetically: "Students with this kind of problem have some problems with their native families. Anyway, there are only three or four months left. If it is really impossible, turn a blind eye and close one eye." passed."

"..." Lin Pei didn't speak.Looking at the unfinished papers on the table, he couldn't help feeling a little irritable.

As a class teacher, he still doesn't want to give up any student, he can't just watch Mu Fengyao stubbornly go further and further in the direction where he can't see the way ahead.

"Okay, don't think about it. You can clock in after get off work. Are you going to the cafeteria to eat today?"

He was patted heavily on the shoulder twice, Lin Pei turned his head away, he hesitated for a while, then shook his head: "You go first, I will find some students to find out about the situation."

"...Hiss, you are too brainy." Teacher Zhang waved his hand: "Then I'll go first."

Before the get out of class bell officially rang, Lin Pei walked out of the office and went upstairs.

Today's last class is physics class, and there are 10 minutes left before the end of class. I just went to visit the class. After class, I will find Mao Dongling and the others to find out the situation...

Lin Pei was planning silently in his heart, but his cell phone rang inappropriately.

"..." Lin Pei paused.He took out his mobile phone and glanced at it, and the brows and eyes softened unconsciously: "Hello?"

"Is Mr. Lin free at noon today? Can you do me a favor and have lunch with me?" The familiar voice on the phone sounded very intimate with a slight smile.

Lin Pei's mood improved inexplicably after being messed up by Mu Fengyao's parents.

He stood under the corridor on the second floor, looking at the playground in the distance: "I have something else to do at noon today..."

"Ah..." The voice on the phone suddenly dropped.

Lin Pei couldn't bear it, and the villain in his heart started to fight crazily.

One side said: No way!The business has not been done yet, so don't indulge in personal affairs!You are a head teacher in charge!

The other side can't bear to show weakness: it's off-duty time!You are already dedicated enough to have a meal with your boyfriend after get off work without breaking the law!

go?not going?

While Lin Pei was still struggling, Feng Yan dropped another shocking bomb that no one could refuse.

"Oh, that's a pity. It seems that Mr. Lin can't enjoy the love lunch I made with my own hands."

"!!!" Lin Pei almost suspected that he heard it wrong: "Did you do it yourself?"

"En." Feng Yan listened to the surprised voice from the microphone, and her peach blossom eyes smiled with satisfaction, "I just learned it today, don't you want to try it, Teacher Lin?"

Lin Pei: "..."

Think about it, of course I want to.

The two villains who were still fighting just now decided the winner in an instant, and the one who was clamoring to work was punched into the corner, and there was no more trouble.

Lin Pei looked up and looked in the direction of Class 19 ([-]) upstairs. Instead of going up, he turned around and walked down the stairs: "Where are you now?"

"at home?"

"?" Lin Pei was taken aback: "That's too far away, I have to go to work in the afternoon."

A low smile came from the receiver, and Feng Yan said in a mysterious tone, "It's not 69, it's next to your school."

Lin Pei: "Huh?"

Feng Yan: "The address will be sent to you via WeChat."

"Hey!" Before Lin Pei could speak, a beeping busy tone sounded in his ear.

Soon, the phone vibrated again, and a detailed address appeared in the message bar.

Lin Pei couldn't help opening his eyes wide: "When did he..."

Before he could react, a message popped up again.

The picture shows an elegantly decorated room, and you can vaguely see a table full of dishes not far away. The person taking the picture did not enter the picture, but only stretched out a hand from the frame of the picture. formed a "yeah" shape.

[The dishes are ready, Mr. Lin hurry up, otherwise the dishes will be cold. 】

The author has something to say: Come on!Another chapter tonight!

感谢在2021-04-05?23:41:31~2021-04-07?15:23:27期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: Luo Luozi? 1 piece;

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated the nutrient solution: I want to eat you? 6 bottles; Siyi Sanwu? 5 bottles; 50717851, Su Ye? 1 bottle;

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