Yes, the jungler went up to snatch Han Xin, entered the game, and sent six heads in 10 minutes.

Acts a bit like an actor.

At that time, Cheng Che casually said a few words to tell him to be more obscene, but not only did he not stop his tracks, but he kept clicking on the avatars of Cheng Che's game characters.

【Zhuge Liang survives】

[Zhuge Liang has purchased the Echo Staff]

[Zhuge Liang's resurrection time is 17 seconds]

In the peak game, you can’t see the game ID of your teammates and the opponent. Everyone’s top is "Peak Summoner ×" (× = any number from 1 to 10). It is normal for Han Xin not to know that Zhuge Liang is a professional player Clear .

I know it might be more restrained.

Robbing me to play wild and playing such a dish...

Cheng Che couldn't swear while the live broadcast was on, so he typed and told him: If you have time to watch my show, why don't you go home and check how many pages are left in your household registration book.

Han Xin replied with a series of shielding words, and added "I am your father".

Cheng Che: You like having a son so much, are you infertile?

Han Xin: I **you**

Cheng Che: If you lack paternal love, you can call me dad, there is no need to raise the other side a dad.

Han Xin: Are you XXS?

Cheng Che: The mouth and the brain are two different things. If you have a mouth, you have a brain. You can type a few words to yourself. Why, practice courage through the screen?

Although Han Xin couldn't say it, he still had a swollen face and pretended to be a fat man to type with him, until his teammate Hou Yi sent a message: Clear?I'm watching you live hahaha.

Han Xin:?

Cheng Che: If you have any questions, tell Tianmei, what's the use of asking your dad?

Clear is undoubtedly, the new national uniform troll.

...the type that doesn't speak but type.

So Han Xin shut himself up on the spot, shielding all his teammates from stealthily doing money.

T taught by popular science: [TG-Tea: Does Clear like playing jungle? 】

Cheng Che manipulated Zhuge Liang to squat on the grass to take away the enemy shooter Sun Shangxiang in a set of one, two, three, and answered him: "Ping, I usually know how to play."

It should be that he doesn't play shooters very much during the live broadcast, and he is practicing in private... Teacher T understands this.

In the 9th minute, Cheng Chefang assisted Lian Po to start a team and cooperated with Zhuge Liang Hou Yikai to play a wave of two for five to win the team battle and prepare to push the crystal in a wave.

During their team battle, Han Xin was still stealing red in the enemy's wild area.

Cheng Che pushed the ground and typed: We are in a team and you are picking mushrooms in the grass?Please add me as a friend, if you open it, I will open it again.

A weak red barrage floated in the live broadcast room: [Stop scolding, the child knows it's wrong]

Very inconspicuous, but very conspicuous.

Because Teacher T saw it and recounted it for him: [TG-Tea: Okay, Han Xin apologized, he said, "Stop scolding, the child knows it's wrong"]

For a moment, the barrage: [Hahahahahahaha]

[Laughing to death, I feel sorry for my big brother Han Xin for a second]

【Simple mouth smell, extreme enjoyment】

[Husband must not run into that bad guy again in the next game hahaha]

"Wait, wait a few minutes, wait for him to drive."

Cheng Che clicked on that Han Xin's homepage and checked the historical results. They were all pretty good. It must have been because he lost his mentality in the last game or was suppressed too hard, so he didn't report it.

[TG-Tea: Don't you want to report it? 】

After seeing Teacher T's question, Cheng Che shook his head and replied, "He didn't...do it on purpose, no, no need."

"Who are you talking to?" Lin Xingling came over with a bowl of washed strawberries and put them on the small table, after which Shi Shiran sat next to Cheng Che.

She moves gracefully like a lady.

[Did I hear Star Daddy's voice? 】

[Help, Clear, I want to see Daddy Xing, just let me take a look woo woo woo]

[Star father yyds! ! ! 】

Because of the angle, the camera couldn't capture him.

Lin Xingling didn't sign a contract with the live broadcast platform, so basically he wouldn't broadcast live if there were no major events. A group of his fans squatted in the live broadcast room of other members of the team every day, just to catch a glimpse of him at any time.

True love powder.

"Well, yes, it's Teacher T..." Cheng Che took a strawberry from the bowl and stuffed it into his mouth, frowning sourly.

"Let me see."

Lin Xingling supported his shoulders to look at the computer screen, but couldn't see clearly, so he took out his glasses from his pocket and put them on to continue watching.

[TG-Tea: Stars is good. 】

"T teaches well."

【Hey, Daddy Star is here】

【Star Dad, this is the gentle scum himself】

[Yo Yo, buddy, come to round up your son again? 】

【Hard core rounds】

Teacher T didn't understand what this meant at first, but he would know when Lin Xingling finished the operation.

Lin Xingling pushed his glasses, and first looked at the title of the live broadcast room, "Fingering... what does mrt... mean?"

Cheng Che explained cowardly: "No, no one hurts, just pointing fingers... No one hurts."

Fortunately, I am quick-witted, so I just opened my mouth.

"No one hurts..." Lin Xingling moved the mouse and changed the title to: [DCT-Clear: If there is any violation, please report @DCT-Stars]

"..." Cheng Che curled his lips and stopped talking.

The more coquettish operation is yet to come, Lin Xingling took care of his fans in the live broadcast room: "How many times have I said that those who are called husbands are not allowed to call them that in the future, Clear is not yet an adult, the influence is not good... "

[Is it okay to call it when you are an adult hahaha]

[Star Father: My son is not allowed to fall in love early, you all give me claws]

[Poor parents in the world [funny]]

"No, you can't call it when you're an adult, mainly because... well, it doesn't affect you well."

Lin Xingling rubbed his chin, and brought Cheng Che a very red strawberry, "Eat this, the darker one is sweeter."

Cheng Che: "..."

It's very annoying, why Stars always manages me in an absolutely experienced manner.

"Also, to reiterate, don't say I'm Clear's father anymore, Clear doesn't like it..." Lin Xingling was half-sentenced by Cheng Che's clothes, and looked down at him: "Huh? What's wrong Clear? "

With a strawberry stuffed in his mouth, Cheng Che spoke vaguely: "I, I'll call you...Dad, can you stop, stop worrying about me?"

【Broken cans and broken】

【For a while, I don’t know whether it’s because of Stars’ fatherly love or because of Clear…】

【Clear is so miserable hahaha】

[Father leave me alone [dog head] [tears] [funny]]

"No, you are still young, there are many things you don't understand... Tsk, it's already 10:30, let's end today's live broadcast, goodbye everyone."

Lin Xingling took care of him like this every day.

"Goodbye, bye."

Cheng Che never resisted, mainly because it was not worth it.

Teacher T hadn't figured out what was going on with these two people before the live broadcast room went black, showing that the anchor had already downloaded.

The barrage is still constantly brushing:

【My husband Clear is so handsome hahahaha】

[Father and son cp, I will drink it first as a respect]

[I have to say that from SYG to DCT, the cool guy I chased became Daddy]

[The peak game has just begun, and some children have already been urged to sleep [laughing and crying]]

[What supports me to watch the live broadcast of the little dumb is that he typed the famous sentence of swearing [funny]]

【Clear: I thank you】

【Big Brother, Clear stutters a bit, but you're exaggerating [狗头]】

[Little dumb: You owe a donkey a roundabout kick? 】

There are only three types of water friends in the Clear live broadcast room:

One is to lick face or lick skills, anyway, I have to find something to lick;

The second is for normal water friends to watch fun, and the idea of ​​​​this kind of people is probably "the scolding is good, let's take another look";

The third is Lin Xingling's fans watching the idol's "son".

Lin Xingling was always worried that the child would be led astray by strange people appearing in the live broadcast room, so he was extremely worried.

Walking out of the training room and closing the door, Cheng Che sat down on the sofa with a strawberry bowl, without saying a word.

Wu You, Liu Yu, Phantom and the others usually broadcast live in the room when they play the peak game, and Brother Feng is in the office... Now there is no one in the living room except for the two of them.

"I'm just worried... afraid that something will be bad for you..." Lin Xingling tried to explain.

This is the fifth time this week, Cheng Che smiled: "Yes."

Lin Xingling had no choice but to smile gently, "Don't be angry, okay."

Cheng Che shook his head, picked a dark red strawberry from the bowl and stuffed it into his mouth, "No, not angry."

"I'm just, thinking... If you have to worry, I'll give you a room, and it's fine if you don't manage the room."

A word to wake up the dreamer.

"Hey…"

This was really unexpected to him, Lin Xingling scratched his cheek, "It's fine, you can give me a housekeeper and I can sit and watch."

The team members opened the live broadcast and the captain was in charge of the room... how could this happen.

Dark strawberries are indeed sweeter. Cheng Che pursed his lips and picked up the remote control.

Lin Xingling turned on the TV for him with a wink.

"What are you watching today?"

"Hai, SpongeBob SquarePants, I suddenly thought, wanted to watch it..." Cheng Che searched for SpongeBob SquarePants, saw an animated movie, and opened it to watch.

Lin Xingling sat beside him to accompany him.

"...The world championship trials are coming soon, I hope we can have a place."

"Go, go and get the opponent... zero seals, won't you have a spot?" Cheng Che watched TV seriously, disdainful of what he said.

After all, strength lies here.

"No, Brother Feng received the notice. It's very official, but the subtext is that we must have a company to invest in it... Otherwise, we may not be eligible to participate in the World Champions Cup trials."

It is true that the DCT team can beat those opponent teams, but they may not have the chance to fight against them.

In this world full of capital, there is no absolute fairness.

The SpongeBob SquarePants movie on TV had just started, and the cheerful bgm filled the living room.

Looking for capital investment?

Cheng Che turned to look at him, and said, "We don't have a boss, we only have... the original intention."

"Yes." Lin Xingling nodded, "Brother Feng and I are considering finding a boss who can invest in us, not to sell the team to him, but to cooperate... Otherwise, I'm afraid not only the World Championship, but maybe there will be people in the autumn competition Let's talk about it."

"Um…"

Cheng Che was silent.

"I'm ready! I'm ready!" SpongeBob SquarePants' energetic voice came from the TV.

"It's just an idea now, and I haven't planned to tell Xiaoyou and the others yet."

Then why tell me?because I…

Because I'm smart?Because I'm reliable?Because I am stable?

…Forehead.Cheng Che stopped his wild thinking and asked him: "In... three days, I will be born in the world championship and selection list, what should I do? Can, can I find... a partner?"

"Maybe, should, maybe...probably ok? Brother Feng is busy, and I will announce to everyone after I finish my work."

Lin Xingling rubbed his head subconsciously, "Don't tell Brother Feng that I let you know in advance."

Although it doesn't matter if you say it in advance, but... no one will resist this obvious preference.

Cheng Che was no exception.

Cheng Che came to his senses almost immediately: "Yeah, I definitely won't say it!"

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Tomorrow's clip, um...it happens to be my birthday, can I not change it?

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