"Hey, kid, wake up, your phone time is up."

The young man who had slept at the computer desk all night raised his head impatiently and peeked out his eyes from the hoodie. When he saw the network administrator on the computer, he was about to start the time again when he remembered that he didn't have enough money.

He moved his body, ready to make way for someone.

"You don't need to get up, go on sleeping, I'll drive it for you for a few more hours." The teenager who sat next to him all night, was controlling the game characters on the screen intently, chewing something in his mouth, and a whiff of Milky smell.

"No need..." Before Gu Tingliao finished speaking, the network manager turned and left.

Gu Tingliao reached out for his pocket: "How much is it, I'll give it to you."

"Forget it, go to sleep. It's also the first time I've seen someone come to an Internet cafe and not sleep." After the man finished speaking, he tapped the keyboard neatly, and the screen "#NO.1" popped up on the screen.

He changed his head, stretched out his hand to pull off his coat and hat, and grinned at him: "Eat chicken!"

Gu Tingliao, who had never played PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds before, understood that he had won.

He stood up, "I won't sleep anymore, how much is it, I'll give it to you."

"Hey, you're still stubborn? Then, you play with me for a while. If you win me, you don't have to pay back the money. I will pay for the internet fee. How about I treat you to breakfast?" the young man asked. Eyebrow, words that are obviously provocative, but the tone is not offensive.

Gu Tingliao looked at him, only to realize that the other person was very good-looking, and when he smiled, his eyes were as bright as a star pool.

He had nowhere to go, so he agreed in a strange way.

He sat down, found the customer service terminal of the game on the computer, and opened it: "How to play?"

"No way, you haven't played it?" The boy was a little surprised when he heard it. After a few minutes, he registered an account for him and asked back: "What ID do you want to call? Let me remind you that IDs last a lifetime. You will regret it, take it carefully, it’s in English.”

Seeing him being so serious, Gu Tingliao, who was about to say casually just now, paused for a moment, and said, "Whatever, you can take it."

"Huh? That's what you asked me to take at will. Let me think about it, eat chicken... Fox! Little fox, you can call me Fox!" He made a decision, tapped the keyboard with his index finger, and quickly helped him fix it.

Gu Tingliao, who had no time to repent, looked at the character and ID created on the computer, and asked him casually, "What's your name?"

"Chu Xiaoyuan, Chu of Chuci, Yulu's reunion tonight, Yuanzhi of Xianglan." The young man carefully explained every word of his name to him.

Gu Tingliao was a little speechless, he actually wanted to ask what his ID was called, and also, it was "Golden Wind and Jade Dew One Meet", which had nothing to do with the word "Xiao".

But he didn't want to ask any more.

"Little fox, it's almost done, and the operation is basically told to you. Come on, let's play a solo game, with a hundred people in the field, and the one with the most heads wins." Chu Xiaoyuan introduced the rules excitedly.

Gu Tingliao frowned: "I just started playing, so you shouldn't let me try it first... Also, don't call me 'little fox', call me..." He hesitated for a while, and said, "My name is Gu Tingliao. "

He pursed his lower lip, hesitated for a while, and still introduced seriously: "It comes from a poem "Xiaoya*ting Liao" in "Book of Songs"."

The first time he introduced the source of his name so solemnly, he actually felt a little ashamed.

"Oh, little fox, your name is as educated as mine!"

aka...

Gu Tingliao turned his head back in embarrassment, but bumped into the other person raising his eyebrows at him, with a teasing smile that couldn't be hidden in his eyes, feeling bored, he turned his head to look at the screen.

"Get started! Little fox!"

After teaming up with the opponent, Gu Tingliao saw his ID: Glod.

Gu Tingliao entered the arena and was knocked down without taking his head. He said in a muffled voice, "This one doesn't count." Just as he was about to exit, there was a gunshot in his ear.

"Don't retreat, don't retreat! You're dead. Wait for me to save you." Chu Xiaoyuan quickly ran over and squatted beside him to help him.

Looking at the healing progress bar in the game, Gu Tingliao felt quite awkward, and reminded him in a muffled voice: "We are competing."

Chu Xiaoyuan almost laughed angrily at this awkward child, he helped him up and threw a medicine bag to him: "Take the medicine first."

"Also, even if we are competing, we are still teammates. Otherwise, if you quit, you have to wait for the plane and jump again. Doesn't it take time?"

Gu Tingliao blushed a little at what he said.

Without saying a word, he took the medicine before replying stiffly: "Then I owe you a head."

In the end, Chu Xiaoyuan successfully sniped the last person and took the head.

The screen "#No.1" popped up on the computer screen.

"Little fox, eat chicken!"

Gu Tingliao was taken aback when he saw the kill count was 15:3.

"Not bad, little fox, you can get three for the first time you play."

"I lost this, continue." Gu Tingliao turned his head away, his face was slightly hot.

"One more time."

"One more time."

"Come again."

……

After playing a few times in a row, Gu Tingliao gradually got used to it, immersed in the game, and sometimes forgot that the two of them were competing for a while, and even followed Chu Xiaoyuan's command to cooperate. excited.

Even though he had never won in the whole morning, but he was unwilling at the beginning, but later he was impressed by the skill of the boy beside him.

And Chu Xiaoyuan is very obsessed and devoted to every game. Every time he wins, he will cheer unabashedly. Watch behind them.

More and more people are watching.

Every time this boy played the Tianxiu operation to carry the audience, the people behind him all burst into exclamation.

Gu Tingliao was not only surprised by this scene, but also faintly envious, and would also secretly observe his operation and consciousness, and learn from it.

"Bang!" He successfully shot the last person.

"Nice! Little fox, you're making great progress!"

The picture pops up, 18:6.

Hearing that the other party praised him, Gu Tingliao felt weird in his heart, a little embarrassed, but also a little happy. He suppressed the strange emotions in his heart and sullenly said:

"Come again..."

"I'm not coming, I'm not coming, you're not hungry, little fox." Chu Xiaoyuan let go of the mouse, and reached out to touch his belly.

When Gu Tingliao glanced at the computer, he was surprised to find that it was already six o'clock in the afternoon.

They fought for twelve hours.

He stood up, lifted his coat, zipped it up, and greeted him: "Let's go! Please eat!"

"Need not……"

"Gollum..."

Gu Tingliao relaxed at this moment, feeling hungry, his stomach growled, he stretched out his hand to cover his stomach in embarrassment, his ears turned red, and he quickly put his hand on the sweater and hat.

Chu Xiaoyuan saw through but didn't say anything, stretched out his hand to feel in his pocket, and suddenly threw something.

"Go ahead first."

He subconsciously reached out to catch it, opened it, and in his palm was a big white rabbit toffee wrapped in blue and white paper candy.

The tip of his tongue curled slightly, and the taste of sugar in his mouth gradually faded. Gu Tingliao, who had been leaning on the corridor for an unknown amount of time, slowly opened his eyes.

Back at the base, before going to bed, Gu Tingliao glanced at Weibo, and subconsciously searched: "GOD-Glod."

This account has not had any activity since it suddenly issued a not-so-formal retirement statement a year ago. It has never been online again, and even the prefix has not been changed.

He clicked on the comment section of the last Weibo.

The first few hot comments, from bottom to top:

[Glod, you have no heart! ! ! ! ! 】

[How can someone retire and let go of everything in the past. 】

[Glod, it doesn't matter if you don't play games, tell me where you are and how are you doing? 】

[Glod, come back, okay? 】

The top comment has millions of likes and tens of thousands of floors.

Gu Tingliao paused with his fingertips, scrolled down, and found that there was a new comment tonight.

【Glod, GOD won the championship again, did you see it】

[New fan, I came late, I made up all the previous videos that I could make up. At the end, you smiled and shouted "Little Fox, come and eat chicken!" Fox followed and sat next to you. After winning, you all laughed Very happy.Now Fox never smiles again, and no one calls him "little fox" anymore. 】

When Gu Tingliao saw the last sentence, his fingertips froze, and then he exited the message area.

After a while, when he was about to close Weibo, he noticed that there were many new private messages.

[Fox, that little Copper anchor regrets it!hey hey]

[Fox, the little anchor asked me to tell you, is it too late to regret it now? 】

[Fox, why don't you add a little anchor, it's very interesting to watch your duo, and, I actually heard you laugh tonight, 32 minutes and 17 seconds, I can't believe it, I have listened to it dozens of times. 】

Gu Tingliao was taken aback, did he laugh?

He logged into the trumpet of Dou Mao TV. He wanted to watch his replay, but turned his hand, searched for Copper, and clicked on the replay of this little anchor.

There is no news of adding a game friend, Chu Xiaoyuan is sure that he may not see it until the other party goes online at the end of next month.

He broadcast live tonight, and he didn't even say a word.

No, he might have turned off the game microphone.

Thinking of this, Chu Xiaoyuan jumped up from the bed, boarded the trumpet, entered Gu Tingliao's live broadcast room, and watched the replay.

Gu Tingliao looked at it from the perspective of No. 1, and found many interesting points. For example, Chu Xiaoyuan helped No. 3 up for the first time. He obviously picked up several medicine bags, but deliberately pretended to be innocent and said "there is no medicine".

It was the same as he guessed at that time.

At the end of the broadcast, the anchor's little milk voice sounded on the screen: "Ah, uncle, why did you fall down again? I knew you were going to fall down just now, so I specially picked up several bandages, and I will give them to you~"

Seeing this, Gu Tingliao smiled subconsciously, then froze after laughing, it turned out that he really laughed.

He continued to watch the replay of the live broadcast and found that the other party was technically mature and sophisticated. He could even control and predict, even if he was clumsy, he could hide well. People who didn't know him might be easily deceived.

Even on the field, he can act naturally and can't find any problems.

Gu Tingliao raised his eyebrows and continued to watch the replay. The more he looked at the back, the more he could see that the little anchor was playing with No. 3 in his palm like a mouse. Number 3 hangs on emotionally, playing with the other person's mentality at any time.

The last three thunders had precise predictions, and their techniques looked easy but not easy at all. They were not even worse than the current professional players, but they were more calm.

As well as the two-sniper sniper in front and one in the back, the former sniper kills the enemy accurately and beautifully without a magnification lens, not to mention the latter sniper.

The last Lei who intentionally blew up No. 3... the little anchor arrogantly spoke harsh words in front of people.

The barrage is 666.

Gu Tingliao couldn't help chuckling, with that little milky voice, it was really bad and cute.

He was almost sure it was him.

Gu Tingliao looked at the end and saw that he rejected his friend application backhandedly, and then returned to the live broadcast interface and said:

"First, I am a lone wolf."

"Second, I don't like boring gourds."

He remained silent until he pulled the progress bar, and finally heard the little anchor say:

"That...is it too late to regret it now?"

Gu Tingliao was taken aback, and the young man's cunning and smart appearance flashed in his mind again. He always likes to play tricks on people's hearts so mischievously... Do you want to repeat the old trick now?

Chu Xiaoyuan, who was also watching the live broadcast, saw it from Gu Tingliao's perspective throughout the whole process. Even though he turned on the microphone, he didn't say anything throughout the whole process. On the contrary, the voices of himself and No. 3 filled the audience, and Chu Xiaoyuan cheered himself up Time doesn't matter, looking back from Gu Tingliao's perspective right now, it's too shameful.

He focused on Gu Tingliao's technique and found that the other party was obviously hiding his clumsiness, otherwise how could he not see it was him?

When he saw 32 points, he was so bad that he played No. 3 again, and suddenly he heard a very light, almost inaudible low laughter in the headset.

Chu Xiaoyuan was taken aback, heard wrong?

Then he saw someone swiping on the barrage:

[Ah ah ah! ! !Yes, that's right! Fox laughed!He actually laughed! ! !God knows 32 minutes and 17 seconds, I swiped it several times! ! ! 】

[Thank you sister!Whoooo!I cried!Played it in a loop several times, I hate not turning on the camera...]

The corner of Chu Xiaoyuan's mouth twitched slightly, not to blame him for being serious, but because he has played games for many years, and his listening skills are better, it was purely unconscious capture.

It's just... It's been a long time since I heard the little fox laugh.

At first hearing, he was a little dazed.

※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※

Considering that most readers don't like to watch Memories, it will be very short, blended into the plot, and focus on the current timeline~

Thank you for your support, Meme Chirp!

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like