What kind of bad intentions can King Ono have?

When Jiang Su's thoughts were in a mess, Yu Fanzhou had already added friends.

Seeing the simple WeChat name with the word [Su], Yu Fanzhou didn't think about it at all. He swiftly noted "Jiang Su" and couldn't wait to send a friend request. He stretched out his hand and pulled Jiang Su's sleeve to urge him to pass quickly.

After passing the friend application in a complicated mood, Jiang Su did what he said and pushed Song Shi's WeChat over.

Yu Fanzhou watched him complete this series of operations with his own eyes, and felt a "ding dong" reminder from his mobile phone. He clicked on Song Shi's personal information ecstatically, and held his mobile phone to study the screen name and profile picture for a long time. , and then carefully click "Add to Contacts".

Watching Ono Wang carefully pondering his language and typing in the self-introduction box, Jiang Su still couldn't forget his message just now.

If I'm not mistaken, the other party's note is still "Little Fairy", which is a girl at first glance.

Then what's the relationship between her and Yu Fanzhou?

When I played games with him on the trumpet before and asked casually, Yu Fanzhou clearly said that he didn't have a girlfriend, so there was no need to lie.

So who is this little fairy?

Who is the husband calling?

what does it mean?

But Yu Fanzhou's thoughts were extremely simple. He tried his best to search for polite, cute and funny words in his brain. He obviously had a professional hand speed, but his typing speed by pressing the pinyin nine-key input method was very slow.

[Mr. Song, good evening, I am a jungler who admires you very much, ranking at the top of the canyon...]

After entering this, Yu Fanzhou paused for a moment, and decided to delete the entire paragraph after thinking about it, leaving only "Song".

Then, he raised his head and stretched out his hand to pat Jiang Su's arm, and asked, "What do you think I should call him? Isn't it too unreasonable to call him Teacher Song? But it seems that there is no more appropriate name than Teacher Song. He What do you like to be called by others?"

Jiang Su chuckled lightly.

"He likes to be called Daddy."

"oh oh."

Yu Fanzhou nodded solemnly, then lowered his head and deleted the word "Song" in the chat box, and typed a father without hesitation.

Jiang Su, who was peeking openly beside him, laughed angrily at him.

"You really want to scream, so I have to criticize you. Even if you face idols, you can't be without a bottom line. Your words and deeds in the future will affect the reputation of our entire DG team. Do you know? .”

"Is it so serious?" Yu Fanzhou looked up at him, curling his lips to argue, "No one else knows, what's wrong with me calling him Ye Daddy? There are many people who call him Ye Daddy, and I'm not the only one."

Hearing this, Jiang Su suddenly had an idea, and turned to ask righteously: "Then if he likes to be called husband by others, will you call him too?"

The topic was subtly brought up to the message sent by "Little Fairy" just now.

The main reason why Jiang Su asked this was to find out what was going on and what was wrong with it.

But when this question came up, Yu Fanzhou tilted his head in doubt, and asked, "Aren't you the one who likes to hear people call you husband? Fans in the live broadcast room call your husband, and you always agree happily."

Jiang Su was caught off guard by a counterattack, and suddenly felt wronged: "When did I happily agree?"

Because Tang Zheng was full of fans, Yu Fanzhou was very strict with Jiang Su, and often watched the live broadcast, so every time Jiang Su talked nonsense in the live broadcast room, he was full of tongue and tongue.

It is precisely for this reason that he feels that Mr. Jiang Su likes to joke with fans, and he does not abide by masculine virtues, which is extremely unreliable.

Yu Fanzhou was very resolute and insisted: "You said it during the live broadcast. I will search the Internet now, and I can find it 100% of the time."

Hearing this, Jiang Su recalled it for a while, and found that he really couldn't refute it.

But that was really not his original intention. The viewers in the live broadcast room like to do their jobs every day when they have nothing to do, and changed a bunch of screen names like "my wife XX", "my ex-husband XXX", "my little boy XXX". As a result, he had to say "Thanks to my wife XX for the XXX" when thanking fans for their gifts.

It's just to cooperate with some program effects during the live broadcast. Under normal circumstances, no one would take it to heart.

Who would have thought that someone would really take these things to heart.

Jiang Su helped his forehead helplessly, and tried to explain: "Can you blame me? If you want to watch the live broadcast, you should know that the audience likes to make fun of me with strange names. Gifts costing thousands of dollars. I can't thank you too much, right?"

Of course Yu Fanzhou understood the truth, but it didn't affect his dislike for Jiang Su in the slightest.

The audience in the live broadcast room were joking, but after all, no one pointed a gun at him and threatened him, right?

In the final analysis, isn't it still a glib tongue, by the way pampering the audience?

Yu Fanzhou wondered how bad it would be if he had a partner, and the other party was in a relationship with him and would joke with other people at every turn, making a bunch of "wives" and "ex-wives"?

It's not normal not to hit him!

I don't know where Tang Zheng fell in love with him, it's really evil!

Yu Fanzhou murmured in his heart, but he didn't say anything on the surface, he just curled the corners of his mouth down silently, and let out a soft hum from his nose.

"I don't blame you, everything you say is right, okay."

Jiang Su couldn't argue with his mouth, and he was completely out of the question.

Seeing Yu Fanzhou bowed his head to unlock the phone and began to write a small essay on the friend application interface, Jiang Su sighed, cut to the WeChat chat box with his backhand, moved closer to the phone and long pressed to send a voice.

"Brother Song, we have a new kid on our team who is a fan of yours. He is a jungler. I pushed your Wechat to him. You can pass it after seeing it."

After the "Brother Song" said, the small antenna on top of Yu Fanzhou's head began to stand up. He raised his head suddenly, stared at Jiang Su with bright eyes, and then let go of his thumb on the phone screen , send out the voice note with a 'whoosh'.

Seeing that the sending was successful, Yu Fanzhou was terribly nervous, and changed his sitting position in a hurry. The mobile phone in his hand seemed to turn into a hot potato in an instant. Looking left and right, he didn't know what to do.

"This... Do I have to apply for friends quickly! What am I talking about, how do I introduce myself!"

Strictly speaking, Yu Fanzhou is not a local. Normally, he can't hear standard Mandarin at all, but when he is in a hurry, he tends to subconsciously bring on the accent of his hometown Y town.

One of the characteristics of the dialect over there that is particularly easy to distinguish is that it likes tongue-rolling and Erhua sounds, and the ending sounds are slightly longer.

And the modal particles of 'well', 'la' and 'yeah' are used.

When playing games in double row together before, both of them could even speak, but Yu Fanzhou was the only one who spoke. Jiang Su never turned on the microphone because it was usually inconvenient in the training room.

The high-segment players on the top of the canyon are very good, even professional players are not so good at playing. Yu Fanzhou will occasionally wear this accent when he is not aware of it, such as——

"How did the jungler on the opposite side steal my red buff?"

"Oh, I didn't flash or he would die"

"Brother, do you want blue?"

Yu Fanzhou didn't realize it.

But Jiang Su thought it was extremely cute.

Jiang Su curled his lips into a smile, and said to him, "Just tell him your name."

"okay!"

After listening to Yu Fanzhou, he bowed his head very obediently, and after typing a brief introduction of his name, he sent out the friend request.

Thinking of the idol coming to his friend list, Yu Fanzhou was very excited, staring nervously at the phone waiting for a reply, but there was no response for a long time.

At the same time, Jiang Su's cell phone rang.

Under Yu Fanzhou's envious eyes, Jiang Su connected the phone, clicked on speakerphone, and turned up the volume.

It sounded very noisy over there, someone was singing, it seemed to be in a party place, after the phone was connected, there was a clear voice, it was Song Shi, the wild king Yu Fanzhou was most familiar with.