After the live broadcast broke the news, I became popular [entertainment circle]

When Jian Cong and Yu Changmu were still together, they had repeatedly discussed whether to disclose their relationship to their friends.

If they just follow their own wishes, they don't mind being known, but considering that Jian Cong plans to enter the entertainment industry in the future, in order to avoid future troubles, the two still adhere to the principle of non-disclosure and non-acknowledgment.

That is to say, one does not take the initiative to show the relationship between the two, and the other just smiles and does not answer when asked.

Those who understand naturally understand a little bit, and those who don't understand may think they are close friends, such as their two straight male roommates.Eating and living together every day, I often bumped into Jian Cong sitting on Yu Changmu's lap and sleeping on Yu Changmu's bed, but he didn't feel anything, and even thought of coaxing him to apply to join him.

Sometimes Yu Changmu was annoyed by Jian Cong, and would threaten him with kissing him in front of others, telling him to calm down.

Of course, the final result was not successful once, because at that time Jian Cong was confident and knew that Yu Changmu loved him and would not really do anything to him, so he continued to act as usual every day, encouraging people to skip class today and quarreling tomorrow. Ask to help write a thesis.

But because of the suddenness of the two being together, Jian Cong worried more than once whether Yu Changmu liked him or not.

Could it be just a momentary impulse because of an imbalance in my heart?Do you regret waking up the next morning?

Yu Changmu is not a person who can say "I love you" or "I like you" easily. Jian Cong makes him angry all day long, as if to prove something.

And Yu Changmu also seemed to know his uneasiness. Although the two of them hadn't communicated about this issue, they had formed a tacit understanding of "exploration". Every time Jian Cong played petty temper, Yu Changmu could Forbearance is forbearance.

Their four years of love and romance have been sour and sweet, with no less friction and no less quarrel, but no one has mentioned breaking up, and at most two days of cold war, some people can't bear to bow their heads.

In the beginning, Jian Cong bowed his head much lower, and couldn't even stand overnight.But once Jian Cong held on for a whole night without taking the initiative to talk to Yu Changmu, just wanted to see if Yu Changmu could lower himself once.

In the end, after waiting and waiting, Jian Cong fell asleep before the night passed, and was not woken up by the mobile phone specially set to non-silent mode at all——Yu Changmu really didn't look for him!

It was still winter at that time, and Jian Cong would move from the dormitory to the apartment when he occasionally quarreled with Yu Changmu.

The heating in the room was fully turned on, and Jian Cong huddled in the empty bed by himself, probably still feeling that the seed that Yu Changmu didn't like him much was always there, and when he opened his eyes, he found that he was not awakened by the notification sound of his mobile phone I cried angrily.

The injustice made Yu Changmu pull his face down and say, why is it so difficult to apologize, and he has to take the initiative in every cold war.

The more Jian Cong thought about it, the more he felt wronged. He covered his head in the quilt and cried loudly until his eyes swelled into light bulbs. He was tired from crying and wanted to get up to drink, but found that the water dispenser at home was empty, and the newly delivered bottled water was still empty. put it at the door.

In the past, Yu Changmu always helped him change.

Someone in the cold war thought of this, immediately turned his face up hypocritically, and started crying again.

Under the double pressure of dry mouth and heating in the room, he finally felt that he was about to lose water before he was willing to move.

As a result, he was unkempt, his pajamas were in a mess, and he opened the door, only to find a man wearing a peaked cap sitting at the bottom of the wall next to the bottled water.

In fact, Yu Changmu sent a message to Jian Cong in the middle of the night yesterday, and also called Jian Cong, but they all reminded Jian Cong that his phone had been turned off.

He reckoned that with Jian Cong's sloppy character, he must have been so angry that he forgot to charge the battery. He originally planned to wait for Jian Cong to calm down the next morning before looking for it. After all, the access control of the dormitory downstairs has passed, so he can't get out. go.

But for some reason, the person who usually sleeps as soon as he touches the bed and never suffers from insomnia actually tossed and turned on the bed this time, and he just couldn't fall asleep.

There is always something in my heart.

Jian Cong was already squeamish, and if he was wronged, he would think too much, and he would definitely feel in his heart that he didn't like him again.

As soon as Yu Changmu thought of this possibility, he wanted to turn over. In the quiet dormitory, apart from the shallow snoring of the other two roommates, the only sound was the sound of him tossing and turning in the quilt.

Yu Changmu finally didn't lie down and didn't change his pajamas. He got up and took off his outer pants and down jacket, picked up his phone and went downstairs.

At the door of the dormitory auntie, I called the contact information posted on the wall one after another, and finally persisted in waking people up.

It was rare for him to talk to someone so awkwardly on the phone: "I had a fight with my partner, can you please come and open the door for me to go out and find my partner?"

Auntie is obviously speechless. It's the middle of the night, why can't I wait until tomorrow to say it?Have to quarrel with the third person's lucid dream.

"You are Yu Changmu?" Auntie recognized everyone in this dormitory building, and she could also recognize the voice, "Where did you get your girlfriend?"

Yu Changmu was even more embarrassed. After being stuck for a while, he could only explain that it was Jian Cong: "I had a fight with Jian Cong, and now his phone is turned off. I can't find anyone else, so I'm a little worried..."

He thought that his aunt knew that it was two big boys who were arguing and would not respond, but he didn't expect that when he heard that the other party was Jian Cong, he immediately changed his attitude 180 degrees: "I just said where is your girlfriend? Jane, wait for me, it's a bit slow to dress in winter."

Yu Changmu immediately responded repeatedly.

The winter in City A is cold and humid especially in the south, and a few clothes can't resist it. The cold wind blows in through the door of the dormitory building at night, and Yu Changmu's ankles are immediately chilly. Only then did he remember that he forgot Wear socks.

Just after coming down from the stairs for a while, his feet were already icy cold, and he was so cold that he lost consciousness.

He originally thought that calling his aunt up to open the door at this time would inevitably lead to scolding. After all, the aunt in their building had a bad temper, but the other party came over with a bunch of keys, and the first thing he cared about was what happened to the two of them. will quarrel.

While opening the door, he preached to him: "Little Jane is a child's heart, she likes to speak quickly, but she is actually sensible in her heart, what's your rivalry with him, just a little slowly coaxing a few good words will be fine immediately."

Later, the aunt also told Yu Changmu a lot, and Yu Changmu was so read that she almost thought Jian Cong was her own, and once again realized how wide Jian Cong's social business coverage was, it was almost at the two extremes with him.

"Then you came here in the middle of the night last night..." Jian Cong was stunned as he looked at the person whose face was red from the cold at the door, so his tears were not in vain?

Yu Changmu was so cold that he couldn't stand, he got up and wanted to walk into the apartment where the heater was blowing out, but his voice was hoarse: "Let me in first."

He managed to get out of the dormitory yesterday, arrived at the school gate, and braved the cold wind to explain to the school security for a long time. Yu Changmu really felt that his patience in his life was going to be exhausted, so he finally found Jian Cong's apartment downstairs.

Fortunately, Uncle Wang, the security guard of the apartment, recognized him and often saw him going in and out with Jian Cong, so he let him go upstairs, but Jian Cong probably fell asleep, the phone didn't work, and the doorbell didn't answer.

If Yu Changmu hadn't known that he wouldn't run around, he would have died in a hurry.

"Then you just sat in front of my door all night? It's freezing cold. Opposite the apartment is a hotel, and it's not expensive for one or two hundred. You can get a room..." Jian Cong turned to let the man into the house and was still there Dazed, as if he couldn't believe that Yu Changmu had done this step for him, completely forgetting how invisible he is now.

When Yu Changmu entered the apartment, the first thing he did was to unbutton the down jacket, and then grabbed Jian Cong's shoulders and pulled him into his arms.

Jian Cong instantly felt that he had two worlds of ice and fire inside and outside.

What was cold was Yu Changmu's arms and hands that were wrapped around his back, and what was hot was the small piece of Yu Changmu's chest that was pressed against his heart.

Jian Cong frowned immediately, and after patting him, he wanted to step back and check Yu Changmu's body carefully, in case he was frozen to death overnight.

But Yu Changmu's arms were as cold as iron arms, and he hugged him tightly as if he was afraid that he would run away. The tip of his red nose was buried on the back of Jian Cong's neck. Just three people made Jian Cong lose all movement: "...I'm sorry."

Jian Cong paused when he pushed the person away.

Yu Changmu hugged him and repeated again: "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have quarreled with you."

The voice next to his ears was low and rough, with the exhaustion of not having a good night's sleep, and in front of Jian Cong's nose was Yu Changmu's pajamas, which exuded an all-too-familiar smell.

As long as Jian Cong thinks about this person sitting outside for a whole night because his mobile phone has no battery, his heart will soften into a mess.

But the opportunity is rare, and it will never come back.

Jian Cong forced himself to hold back his mouth, and asked him so hard, "Why shouldn't you be arguing? You said yesterday that I was a mess, and today I apologized without knowing why. It seems that I don't make sense."

Yu Changmu: "I have stated countless times that I am not someone who can force myself, but you still feel in your heart that I don't like you. Isn't it unreasonable?"

Jian Cong pursed his mouth, feeling that he was about to be scolded and cried again: "...Why are you apologizing for being sarcastic? Is there really someone as unlucky as you in the world?"

"Yes, it's your boyfriend." Yu Changmu hugged Jian Cong as if he was hugging a stove with an inexhaustible source of heat. After closing his eyes for a few moments, he felt relieved and rejuvenated.

Later, Jian Cong saw that Yu Changmu's beautiful hands were all red and swollen from the cold, and he couldn't move flexibly for a long time. He was really afraid that he would be frozen, so he pushed him into the bathroom.

As soon as the incandescent lamp above the head in the bathroom was turned on and the mirror in front of the sink took a look, the two of them had time to look at each other carefully. One had swollen eyes and the other had a red nose. They were both embarrassed and somewhat funny.

The two took off their clothes and took a shower, Jian Cong whispered and asked Yu Changmu if he could do it after freezing all night.

Yu Changmu didn't know how to explain to him whether he could do it, so he had to prove it to him personally.

Jian Cong thumped until his knees hurt, and he was a little reluctant to stop, so he mentioned to Yu Changmu for the first time that he wanted to try it out.

Yu Changmu said that he was even more tired from moving on it by himself.

But Jian Cong didn't care, the person whose ultimate goal was to relax began to mess around again: "Then I haven't tried it, why don't you let me try it!"

Yu Changmu gave up on correcting his logical confusion very early on.Jian Cong never hits the south wall and never looks back. If he is not allowed to do what he wants to do, he will always be unhappy.

Yu Changmu: "Then tell me when you're tired."

Jian Cong nodded happily.

Even how the superior should put his legs and how to use his strength was guided by Yu Changmu. Jian Cong immediately opened the door to a new world. There is no difference, but it feels more exciting.

Since then, Jian Cong has selected the superior as one of his favorites, and from time to time he has to mention that he is on top, tired after tired, but never tired of it.

After taking a shower, Yu Changmu focused on what brand of shower gel Jian Cong was using, and said that it was different from the one he used in the dormitory, and it smelled better.

Jian Cong didn't care about it at the time, and only said that the price was a little expensive, and the packaging was pink and tender, so he was embarrassed to put it in the dormitory.

Right now, Yu Chang Mu knows that the people around him can't understand, but he deliberately drives a "private car" openly in front of so many people in the live broadcast room, all for the sake of Jian Cong alone.

Jian Cong smeared oil on the soles of his feet, and ran away like a rabbit, afraid that his hot face would be caught by the camera.

But the second item that followed was the air|rifle|gun, and Jian Congpao couldn't run very far.

Air|rifle|gun is the same as horse racing. It is considered a relatively small event among several sports. Generally, people may go to the archery hall to shoot archery and play snooker in the billiards room for entertainment, but they rarely ride horses or shoot guns.

The number of people participating is relatively small, and the time spent in the game is also short, so the field affairs are scheduled for these two things until the morning.

After the horse racing battle, Jian Cong became famous in the first battle, whether it is on the Internet or in the field, he is synonymous with concealment.

The temporary host who was in charge of commentating the game saw him and Yu Changmu put on their gear and picked up guns side by side, and teased: "Who taught you this time?"

Jian Cong grinned impeccably: "No one taught anyone. We played games after he disappeared after graduating from college."

The commentary is like getting a mission card and continuing to make trouble: "Who is better?"

Without any hesitation, Jian Cong stretched out his index finger and nodded the head of the panda next to him.

The panda head is seriously adjusting and checking the air|rifle|gun in his hand, and the huge headgear looks funny and handsome.

But because the air|rifle|gun needs the gun to touch the shoulder and the chest, the center of gravity of the gun is close to the center of gravity of the body, the upper body is pulled back and the waist is bent, and the elbow of the hand holding the gun is supported and stabilized at the same time. For this purpose, the buttocks of the gun are on the side of the face, and there is no way to wear a headgear, so in order to ensure that his face is not shown, the next shots will not let Yu Changmu appear in the whole body, at most, only his chest will be photographed.

Commentary: "The two of you have lost contact at that time, how can you be so sure? Maybe you are even better."

Jian Cong has night blindness and slight astigmatism, so he didn't think he could win an award at all, so he scratched the back of his head casually and said, "Isn't the bullet screen out of the live broadcast room yet? It should be easy to find. I'm a person who doesn't care at all. , I saw it in the alumni group at that time."

The commentator immediately took out his mobile phone and started looking through the comments, and he found the answer.

[Really, I actually found it before, but I thought it was just the same name, didn't it? ? ? [website link]】

Everyone followed the link and found that it was a piece of news brought over from an unknown corner of the external network. The title was very resounding: Yu Changmu, a dark horse player from China, made his debut in the American Air|Rifle|Gun Championship and passed all the way. , easily won the championship!

The title is almost the entire content of the text, probably because no one pays attention to it, and even the pictures inside are very perfunctory, high-fuzzy Internet pictures, not to mention Yu Changmu, there is no one person, only one trophy.

[woccc cow wow]

[Now you can't come out without a skill, can you, clown.jpg]

[I came back over the wall, and there were very few reports on the Internet, and there were no photos]

[Why is it so difficult to look at a handsome guy? Is this someone who studies computers?Why is there no photo, how can a person have no photos on the whole network, split.jpg]

[After Mayfair before, no one dares to secretly take pictures now, woohoo]

[However, Yu gives people the impression that he doesn't talk too much, and he does have a bit of air|rifle|gun powerful temperament (?]

That kind of déjà vu that usually makes no sound, picks up a gun and becomes a blockbuster.

Yu Changmu took off the hood, and the camera was already lowered to his chest. Everyone could barely see him holding the gun and continuing to adjust it on the bracket.

In fact, the commentator is constantly refreshing the barrage in the live broadcast room, choosing to help everyone ask questions: "How long has Xiaoyu practiced Qi|Rifle|gun?"

Yu Changmu's voice was muffled, and he was as pertinent as ever: "It's not about practice, but after I went abroad, I didn't have any entertainment, and I played with archery for three years."

[Fuck, it's only been three years to compete for the championship? 】

[dbq I don't believe it]

[The world of the boss, playing seven or eight hours a day is also called playing, doge]

Yu Changmu had no choice but to explain further: "After going abroad, I have to learn a lot of things that I haven't learned before. I don't like it very much. When I'm tired, I want to find a place to kill time, change my mind and go back to continue, so I play a little more. .”

The position of Jian Cong in every game is arranged by the program team to the left of Yu Changmu. The two are always next to each other, and the camera can basically frame the two together.

For example, it is Yu Changmu who is clearly speaking now, but Jian Cong also makes a big appearance by the way. He wants to pretend that he can't hear Yu Changmu's words, but he has no choice but to pretend as much as possible and look straight ahead.

If Yu Changmu really left the country because of family affairs, he would probably be really depressed. His undergraduate major is not the right one, and business matters almost have to be learned from the very basics. It should be a good shot...

【Jian Bao: I don't care what you are talking about】

[Jian Bao: I know, I know, just tell me specifically, put your hands together.jpg]

[Jian Bao: Pretending not to care about No.1, the highest ears are also No. [-]]

Strictly counting, among the people who signed up for the qi|rifle|gun, there were actually fewer people who could really use the qi|rifle|gun than those who could ride a horse.

But riding a horse has a high risk factor. It’s not easy to fall off a horse. An air|rifle|gun is not risky. Anyway, it’s a stand-up fight, and you can be fooled if you don’t know it. Can you get a ranking?

Among the nine people who participated, almost half had this mentality. Only Jian Cong and Yu Changmu were really good at it, and Jiang Fangxie followed them as a foil.

Compared with the blood of the racecourse, the air|rifle|gun competition is much quieter, especially the venue here is formal, which seems to be quite the case.

As soon as the competition was announced to start, everyone in the live broadcast room didn't dare to take a breath just watching, let alone the production crew who were actually on the scene, for fear of disturbing the contestants by their voices.

From the perspective of the camera, nine people lined up one after another and shot on the same line.

Yu Changmu and Jian Cong first won from the posture of holding the gun. As soon as they raised the gun, they knew that there were really two brushes. But almost the same.

Raising the gun, placing the gun, bending the waist, holding it, aiming...

The director specially made the bullseye shooting situation for the live broadcast room, made it into a small square like a regular game broadcast, and pasted it on the corner of the live broadcast screen. Every time one of the contestants shot the result, the camera and the bullseye would switch to whoever.

The speed of the air | rifle | gun is not particular about the speed of the gun, as long as it is fired within the specified time, it counts.

Others shot in four or five seconds; some in ten seconds; It is the trigger that is pulled around 35 seconds after aiming.

Bullseye reacted quickly, both of them were 9.2 rings, which is quite an astonishing result.

But the two parties listened to the report of the results in their ears, and put down the guns almost at the same time calmly, and the invisible tacit understanding was natural.

The cameraman adjusted the angle of the camera on purpose, and their whole set of movements was like copying and pasting. Everyone in the live broadcast room was stunned, and they began to ask questions.

[I somehow feel that I have eaten dog food? 】

【Who would believe it if they said they were separated for three years...】

[Already began to wonder if I was eating the wrong cp, is it still too late to abandon Xiaolin and change to Zhanyu, pondering.jpg]

【Aren't you considering doing a blood test or something? What if it's a long-lost brother...】

[Before when Yu explained why he was good at shooting, I felt that he was talking specifically to Jian Bao qaq, otherwise he would not bother to talk about it]

【Mom's heart is broken, otherwise let's get back together】

[Bullshit reunion, I can't even say a reason]

Then the two factions on the Internet about whether Jian Cong and Yu Changmu want to "get back together" immediately began to quarrel. The two parties themselves did not know anything about it, and they were still focused on the competition.

It's just that 9.2 is the end point of Jian Cong, but only the starting point of Yu Changmu.

In the next few shots, Jian Cong's score was basically only in the early 8s, sometimes 7s and 6s, but Yu Changmu scored an average of 9. Both his grades and mentality were quite stable.

Linger was blushing from the sidelines wanting to cheer, but he didn't dare to break the tranquility of the arena. After watching all ten shots, he was the first to speak out when the final champion and runner-up were announced.

He rushed over to Jian Cong and hugged Jian Cong to celebrate his runner-up, but his eyes obviously stayed on Yu Changmu, and the admiration in his eyes was beyond words: "Brother Yu, you are really strong!!"

The bullet screen was amused by him.

[Was the little idol Quacking Linger so cute before? 】

[Laughing, Xiao Lin: I dare not hug Yu Changmu, but I dare to hug Jian Cong]

[It turns out that the one who is better than Jian Bao in Xiaolinzi is Yu Changmu, doge]

Jian Cong was originally worried about the post-match interview, and Yu Changmu was going to make trouble again. He watched the interviewer take the microphone to find Yu Changmu who had put on the panda headgear again, and he was worried all the way.

As a result, the panda headgear didn't even look at it this time. He said: "Air|rifle|gun has always been China's traditional strength in the Olympic Games. very common."

Serious popular science dissemination.

Jian Cong blinked twice and was about to let go, but he heard the panda headgear followed up and said: "The snooker game in the afternoon may be wonderful against horses and air|rifles|guns."

The interviewer immediately came to his senses: "Are you and Jian Cong both very good?"

"No, they are very good. That's why the two of us used to bet on snooker." The panda headgear paused, and added, "The loser takes off his clothes."

Jian Cong, Danmaku, and everyone: "?"

[Brother Yu really doesn’t treat us as outsiders, pervert.jpg]

Jane Cong: "..."

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Day six!Complete!I'm going to liberate now, woo woo woo, it's too difficult