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This is chicken? !

This German guy is not bad!

Just as Ye Yan was thinking, the game had automatically exited the interface, and he and the German brother disbanded the team.

I don’t know when there was a live broadcast room with less than 1000 people. The fans who threatened to bring the German brother to eat chicken and smash gifts hurriedly clamored:

[The anchor quickly add my brother as a friend!quick!Add me and smash the dream box immediately! 】

[Thousands of miles of marriage lead by a thread, the anchor misses tears! 】

[I advise you not to be ignorant of good and evil, quickly add the German brother back!I want to listen to German, suck——]

Ye Yan is hesitating while holding the mouse. Although Pudding's game skills are good and his voice is nice, he personally doesn't mind having one more game friend like this in duo. the behavior of……

Am I shameless?

['Daddy is here' tipped anchor 'Qi Feng' a fantasy box! 】

The colorful boxes shine brilliantly in the live broadcast room!

The poor Ye Yan was stunned with tears in his eyes.

Damn, it's so dazzling!So happy!

I add!

Ye Feng quickly found the ID of his teammate from the previous game and applied to add a friend.

Bu Hanchan finished the round just now, and was drinking the coffee at the table when he turned around and saw an application to add friends popped up on the computer screen.

He moved the mouse over [Reject], paused for a second, moved the mouse over the [Accept] button, and clicked.

【Congratulations on being friends with player Welfen.】

(Congratulations on becoming friends with player Welfen.)

Ye Yan waited for a while, and was taken aback when he saw the message that he had successfully added a friend, and he really agreed.

He was flattered to invite the opponent to another game.

[The other party rejected your invitation. 】

A group of ruthless ridicules on the barrage:

[Hahahaha, licking the dog until the end is nothing! 】

[The anchor can't do it, let's play by ourselves. 】

Ye Yan tried to save face and said, "Bye bye, bye bye, the next one will be better."

After finishing speaking, a message pops up on the game interface:

[Welfen invites you to form a team with him. 】

It’s not a big deal for fans of barrage fans to watch a movie, and the lyrics of swiping screen:

[At the beginning it was you who wanted to separate, and when you separated, you separated. 】

[Now I have to use true love to coax me back. 】

Ye Yan's face became hot, and he said [accepted] very unpromisingly.

Entering the team, he and Welfen stand side by side, and the opponent's game character skin is a black hooded trench coat.

And the suit on Ye Yan's body is the PUBG puppy theme series skin white-haired Shiba Inu suit that he bought a few months ago when he still had money.A set of clothes costs several hundred yuan.

It might be his last luxury.

Ye Yan decided to save some face for himself: "Um... Pudding, you just refused, is there something wrong? If you have something to do, you can go to work first, and you can play together some other day."

Say something, say something...

Bu Hanchan: "Well, there is indeed something."

Ye Feng: "...Then what are you doing now?"

Bu Hanchan: "Explain."

"Oh, it's all right." Ye Feng said politely.

I thought to myself: something really happened.

"Then let's play together when you have time. I usually play from [-]:[-] to [-]:[-] every night, and I don't broadcast on weekends when I work part-time." Ye Yan said.

Bu Hanchan caught the words: "Are you live broadcasting?"

Ye Yan choked.

Missed out.

"Yes, there is a platform in China called Bilibili. I don't know if you can see it in Germany. The name of the anchor is Chiffon." Ye Feng introduced enthusiastically.

In order to prevent the other party from misunderstood him too deeply, Ye Feng explained: "...But I have only broadcast live for a week, and my popularity has not yet reached the signing standard."

Live broadcast... part-time job...

Bu Hanchan leaned back on the chair, thoughtful.

"Brother Pudding?" After Ye Yan finished talking about his predicament, he saw that the other party remained silent for a long time, so he probably thought he was cold.

He hurriedly added: "Actually, it's okay. The popularity tonight is very good. Brother Pudding, you played wonderfully in the last round just now. The fans like you very much."

Bu Hanchan: "Well. You can call me 'Welfen'."

"Ah?" Ye Yan was a little silly, "But calling 'pudding' is very kind, and chiffon and pudding go well together."

Bu Hanchan: "..."

After knowing what he just said, Ye Yan hurriedly laughed: "...Ahahaha, just kidding."

Bu Hanchan: "I'm going down."

Ye Feng smiled dryly: "...bye."

[Hahahaha God damn match!Anchor, are you looking for CP?]

【Although 'Welfen' sounds cool, but I vote for 'Pudding'! 】

[Focus on the anchor, wait for little brother Pudding to come again~]

[Fuck, I forgot if you didn't tell me, hurry up and pay attention to one, so that you won't get lost next time you find Brother Pudding! 】

[The anchor is so miserable, give the little venture capitalist a break!Come on! 】

Ye Yan watched the German pudding boy leave the team, and then complained viciously to the fans in the live broadcast room:

"Is there no one left for me?"

"Is Qi Feng unworthy?"

【Hahahaha chiffon is only served with pudding! 】

Ye Feng's face became hot when he thought of his idiot speech just now.

After the other party left, Ye Yan looked at the more than 100 fans he had gradually increased, and felt a little comforted in his heart. He heard that if the number of fans exceeded [-] or the number of real-time viewers exceeded [-], he could pass the contract review.

At that time, he will be able to rely on signing contracts, full attendance rewards, etc., and part-time jobs to pay the rent!

Ye Yan continued to match passers-by and started the live broadcast.

After the broadcast, Ye Feng honestly spread out the book and began to review.

When he was in high school, he was considered a top student, and his grades were among the best in his grade, so his high score was admitted to this top university in China, the School of Economics of T University, which also counted as a blessing to his old Ye family.

It's just that there are people beyond people, and there are mountains beyond mountains. Those who are diligent can meet smart people, and smart people can meet geniuses.There will always be someone better than you.

From the beginning, Ye Yan was unwilling to accept that he was just a slightly smarter mortal.

It is true that he failed the subject last semester because he had no energy to spare and he just indulged in college.With this failing record, any evaluation of excellence has nothing to do with him.He wants to pass the make-up exam now, just don't retake it.

When it was two o'clock in the morning, Ye Feng set the alarm clock and went to bed early.

Waking up at six o'clock in the morning, he took a quick hot shower, took the textbooks for today's class, and rushed into the school cafeteria to buy a soy milk fritters.After eating, he first went to the classroom to occupy a seat, read the book for more than an hour, and then went to class, and hurried to the library at 09:30 after class.

Although the school has just started, for a school where the bully is everywhere, there are very few places in the library.

Ye Feng looked around, and once again saw an empty seat among the empty seats.

Holding the book in his arms, he happily ran over there, but unexpectedly, he took a closer look and found that next to the empty seat was the mixed-race handsome guy he met as a substitute teacher yesterday morning!

Ye Feng was a little nervous. Judging from the current situation, it is likely that this senior has such a good temperament that most people would sit with him, and they might not be able to study seriously because they were too nervous.

But he is different, he is a person who has successfully survived an hour and a half of a big class with Senior Shuaibi.

Seat and handsome guy, here I come!

Ye Yan took natural and light steps, passing envious and jealous eyes, and came to the empty seat, bowed his head and softly asked the mixed-race Shuaibi senior:

"Hello, is there anyone sitting here?"

Hearing the familiar voice that rang in his ears all night last night, Bu Hanchan, who was looking down at the original paper, raised his head, and looked over with his deep blue eyes faintly behind the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose.

Ye Feng was struck by these warm and beautiful eyes.

I'm hasty!The senior with glasses is really stunning!

This kind of beauty in the prosperous age is not something that mortals dare to think about. He regretted it. He shouldn't go against the world and rush here.

He was afraid that he wouldn't be able to read a word later.

"No." Bu Hanchan responded simply.

Wow, the voice is deep and sweet, and it sounds good too!

Calm down Ye Feng, you are a fucking handsome guy too!

You can't embarrass domestic handsome guys!

So far, there is absolutely no reason not to sit down.

Ye Yan sat down obediently and softly, and said very greenly: "What a coincidence. I met you again."

"En." Bu Hanchan continued to read the original papers.

Ye Feng was already satisfied with admiring the handsome guy up close.Besides, yesterday he pretended to be the senior of the second year of research, and now he doesn't dare to strike up a conversation with this senior, it would be embarrassing if he accidentally exposed it.

About ten minutes later, Bu Hanchan put down a document on the table, and suddenly turned to him and said, "Excuse me, I'm going to make a cup of coffee."

Ye Yan was taken aback, looked at the senior foolishly, and quickly stood up to make way for the senior who was blocked by him.In fact, the desks in their library are two rows of large desks that can accommodate six people, and their one near the window is a desk for four people.The two people on the opposite side were both wearing headphones to listen to the postgraduate entrance examination class.

When Bu Hanchan got up to go out, he scanned the content drawn by the child on the textbook, frowned slightly, and walked out calmly along the corridor of the reading room with a coffee cup in his hand.

Ye Yan sat down and stared blankly at the senior's back. When he just stood up, he realized that the senior was actually a head taller than himself.He himself is 178cm, and this senior must be 1.9 meters long.

It's the beginning of spring in March, and the senior is wearing a windbreaker over a white shirt on his upper body. It is cut and ironed, and it looks like hand-made black suit pants are wrapped around his 1.3-meter-four long legs. Walk out from this row of desks and corridors. This way is like walking on a catwalk.

Many students in this row moved their eyes following the steps of the seniors passing by.

Truly a pleasing beauty.

With one hand resting on his chin, Ye Yan thought with a silly smile: The senior is the school grass of our school.No, it's school treasure.

Thinking this way, he stared at the door of the reading room in the distance, unwilling to let go of the heroic appearance of the senior when he returned.

After Bu Hanchan finished making coffee, she leaned against the railing on the left side of the reading room and stood quietly for a while, looking through the floor-to-ceiling windows inadvertently seeing Ye Yan sitting at the table with one hand on her chin, dazed and distracted.

He looked down and saw that the corner of his document was being pressed unconsciously by the elbow of the child's left hand.

Bu Hanchan: "..."

He turned around, took his coffee, and walked into the door of the reading room, ignoring the flash of light in the child's eyes.

Ye Yan admired the runway where the senior of the perfect person walked again, and hurriedly stood up: "You come in."

Bu Hanchan paused in front of the table for a second, and looked down at the child's book pages.

Very good, it’s still the same page when I left, and there’s not even a little more handwriting.

He twitched slightly at the corner of his mouth, walked in, and sat back in his seat.

Ye Feng felt that his head was relaxed enough, and he was ready to continue studying.

As soon as he lowered his head, he suddenly realized that his left arm was pressing the senior's information, he quickly took it out, and found a wrinkle mark on his elbow, he was a little embarrassed: "Sorry, I didn't pay attention, you... ..."

Ye Yan suddenly saw the title on the cover of the material: "Freshman Microeconomics Supplementary Exam Key Knowledge Handbook"

Ye Yan's eyes widened in disbelief, and a flash of lightning flashed through his mind.

Do seniors have to retake freshman courses?

It turns out that the senior is a stupid beauty...

No, why do the seniors of the second year of graduate school need to make up the freshman exam?

Could it be that this senior is Senior W who is tutoring for the freshman year?

This kind of beauty can't be that doggy senior!

Bu Hanchan noticed his expression and frowned slightly.

What does he look like?