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"Wow, ugly brother and ugly brother follow the manager to eat and drink spicy food, and the boss is alone at the base looking at the water dispenser?"

"I see that the beautiful host of today's offline event also posted on Weibo, having dinner with the twins!"

"Huh? Where is my K?? Why didn't you see my K??"

"Is Young Master K feeling better?"

"My lord, save the child!!! Where is my Miss K?!!"

Nan Jue logged into the game, glanced at the barrage, and said calmly, "Sleeping in the dormitory."

"Wow?? Our baby is sleeping, has the fever gone? Have you taken the medicine?"

Nan Jue was also very helpless when he met a fan who was closer to his mother than his own mother. While waiting for the countdown of the game, he opened the mineral water bottle and explained patiently: "I got an injection when I came back, and I still have a little fever. I fell asleep right now."

After speaking, he felt that his attitude was too easy to talk, and immediately revealed his true colors, and said harshly: "If there is anything else you want to ask, ask quickly, and shrink back after asking, don't disturb my show operation."

All the fans: "..."

"Quality anchor!!!"

"Annoying host!!!!"

"The captain of the Miracle Team has a very real temper, not just an ordinary irritating person!!"

"Especially compared with the other three members, good temper and bad temper are different! God K, I think you have been a little bloated recently. Is it because K is absent and can't suppress you anymore, or are you really bloated? "

"Hey, we are young K, a cute and cute cub, I don't know if he has ever been bullied by the team bully in private."

Seeing that the direction and painting style of the barrage were getting more and more wrong, Nan Jue let out a light "tsk" and asked, "You have so many opinions, I'll turn off the live broadcast, you guys go on?"

All the fans: "..." We shut up.

After queuing up five single-player rounds in a row, Nan Jue didn't have the patience to fight a protracted battle. Basically, he selected a jumping point, opened the parachute and landed, and then began to search for supplies and vehicles in various building areas and wild areas, and Check the distance to each hill.

When the fans shouted that God K is not playing PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds Battle Royale today, but PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds Skydiving, the door of the training room was gently pushed open.

Nan Jue was wearing earphones and didn't hear the sound of the door opening. He sat in the corner again, with his back facing the wall behind him. Naturally, the range of the camera didn't cover the area of ​​the door.

Everyone in the live broadcast room, including Nan Jue himself who was broadcasting live, did not know that there was an extra person in the training room.

There is a fever-reducing sticker on his head, and he is wearing a short-sleeved cotton pajamas and pajamas with a Pikachu pattern that Nan Jue bought for him. He is wearing a dry towel for wiping his head, and his soft curly hair is hanging down his neck. dripping water.

The 7 little K comrades, who were sweating from sleep and a bit dazed, felt uncomfortable no matter how they lay on the bed. After getting up and taking a bath, they had the current image of visiting the class with a sick person.

I saw him stepping on slippers, holding a water glass, walking slowly in.

The young boy, who didn't know that Nan Jue was broadcasting live, walked slowly to Nan Jue's vicinity, holding a water glass like an old cadre, and leaning quietly on his chair.

"Go away." Nan Jue, who had just opened the umbrella and landed, thought it was Ye Junzhi who had returned, annoyed him, and said four words mercilessly.

The seven K kids who were not very clear-headed were stunned by the scolding. After thinking about it, it seemed that they had angered the captain before, and their already bright red and hot cheeks suddenly seemed to be blown up like fireworks. famous.

Nan Jue's character landed on the ground, and after waiting for a long time before Ye Junzhi's replying voice, his eyes moved to the barrage assistant beside him.

"Wow!!!!!! Nan Jue!!! You dogecoin!!! How can you kill my son?!!!"

"It's really fierce!! Young Master K was scolded to the point of crying!! His strength hurts!!"

"_(:3"∠)_The double K-party is trembling, what should I do, no matter how hard my head is, I dare not touch the sky! ! ! "

"I, I, I, I may be a pervert?!!! I saw my son sick, blushing, and being scolded by the captain so that his eyes were red, I was inexplicably excited??! !"

"Does S Gong and M suffer? Wow, you are so fucking dirty upstairs!! Lead me to hell!!"

"No, don't you all take a look at Young Master K's appearance?? Oh my god, how can there be such a cute boy in this world???"

"Did Mr. K take a bath? Why is there a towel hanging on your head?"

"It's best not to take a bath when you have a cold, right? What if you catch a cold again?!"

Nan Jue: "..."

Turning his head, he saw a certain kid standing beside him, pursing his pale dry lips, his face was as red as a monkey's butt, his dove gray eyes were wet, he obviously didn't wake up very much.

Nan Jue was speechless for a moment, and his old face turned red. Fortunately, his skin color was not as good as that of the half Europa next to him, and he couldn't tell even a little red.

He opened his mouth, wanting to explain that what he said just now was not to him, but when it came to his mouth, it became: "Why are you here? I thought it was Ye Junzhi."

Qi Qi tilted his head in a daze, the towel on top of his head suddenly fell on Nan Jue's arms, touched the cool wetness on the towel, and turned his head away, Nan Jue, who was about to jump down from the roof, Release the mouse directly, the chair slides, and the person and the chair turn around at [-] degrees.

At a glance, someone's hair is messily attached to the head, water drops drip down the ends of the hair, fall into the open collar, slide along the neck, cross the collarbone, and finally fall into the part covered by the pajamas.

Nan Jue's eyes darkened, his jaw tensed, his slightly protruding Adam's apple slid twice for no reason, and his five fingers subconsciously clenched his fist.

The sudden strangeness only lasted for a moment, and after a while, the man in front of him returned to normal, and his brows were furrowed, and he sternly reprimanded: "Why don't you dry your hair?!"

Qi Qi took a small step back in fright, and it took him a long time to utter three words: "It's too hot."

The air conditioner in the dormitory was turned on at 28 degrees, which was very hot. Qi Qi knew that he had caught a cold, so he didn't dare to adjust it too low.

But after taking a hot shower and drying my hair with a hair dryer, it is really uncomfortable.

Nan Jue stood up with a cold face, stretched out his hand to directly press the boy's head, and sat him down on his chair, and threw the hair towel on his wrist back onto the boy's head.

The hands that held the mouse and keyboard, and held several champions, fell on the boy's head through the towel, and wiped it gently.

Nan Jue lowered his head and saw the little boy holding the water glass tightly with both hands, silently, thinking that he might be offended by his appearance just now, so he secretly sighed.

I calmed down a little irritable mood, and patiently presented the facts to the child to reason: "When the team doctor took the temperature, did he tell you what temperature it was?"

The boy whose head was completely covered by the towel couldn't see his expression, and replied sullenly, "It's more than 38 degrees."

"Oh, you know." Nan Jue looked cold, "I thought you didn't know."

Qi Qi: "..."

"Did you take your medicine when you woke up?"

"I've eaten." The 7 K children didn't have enough confidence.

"Have you taken your temperature?"

"Well, 38 degrees..."

"Oh, the fever hasn't gone away?" Nan Jue's eyelids twitched several times, "Take a bath if the fever hasn't gone down, and don't dry your hair after taking a shower? You don't want to participate in the competition in two days, do you?"

"..." The seven K children were even more emboldened.

"Why don't I bring a substitute to the Haishi offline finals this time? You stay at the base to watch the drinking fountains?"

Qi Qi: "..." He burst into tears.

About a minute later, Qi Qi said in a hoarse voice, extremely aggrieved: "I don't want to look at the water dispenser."

In a word, with a cold nasal sound, the voice is extraordinarily soft.

Nan Jue was cool with just a few words, and his heart softened instantly after hearing the little brat say such a sentence.

Fucking the heart of an old father, the captain of Team Miracle, who didn't know if it was his son or his future boyfriend, shut up instantly.

There is no such thing as presenting facts and making sense, or talking nonsense.

After Qi Qi finished speaking, the entire training room fell into a mysterious silence.

Nan Jue didn't speak, didn't express his opinion, Qi Qi didn't dare to say another word, I'm going to play offline.

but.

Thinking that he might not be able to participate in the offline competition due to illness, the little guy's heart suddenly tightened, so don't worry too much.

Fortunately, Nan Jue didn't really get angry with him, he was cold for two or three minutes before he said: "If you don't want to look at the water dispenser, just go to sleep, what's the point of wandering around?"

"I can't sleep, I feel uncomfortable."

Nan Jue: "..." Ma De, it's dangerous to act like a baby with me again.

The two people at the head were talking, and Nan Jue had completely forgotten about the live broadcast room, which had already fallen into a state of nuclear explosion.

"I fucking entered the live broadcast room of the players of the PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds team??? What the hell is this live broadcast? Gay late at night?? Love to wipe your hair???"

"Ahhhhhh, the old man's maiden heart is about to explode!!!"

"I, I, I, I just created an account in Jinjiang, and I'm going to open a double K fanrenwen tomorrow, so don't stop me!! Don't stop me!!"

"I... I don't know what to say. My mind is confused now. I may need a shot of diazepam. Damn it, Nan Jue, you bastard, tell me, do you mean anything to our pups? Thoughts??"

"Goobi Nanjue!!! He actually attacked my son!! I'm fucking rotating 360 five degrees, I beg you to fall in love!!!"

The superstar of the dignified Blue Ocean live broadcast platform, the big anchor with nearly [-] million fans, the big boss of the Miracle Club, the captain of the Miracle Team, the K-God in the eyes of fans, the king of domestic sudden snipers.

This man with a long list of prefixes was called "Nan Jue" by fans for the first time, and he also had a very appropriate title "Dog Bi".

The reason was just to wipe the hair of the brats of his own team, and the image was subverted in just a few minutes.

"It's very real, Miracle Team's thieves have a few guards, one second is fierce and weird, the next second it's fucking gay and explodes!!"

"Tell me, are you in a relationship??!"

"My fucking backhand is a 98K, aiming at the lock, I beg you to fall in love!"

"The Double K Klan is back in the arena, starting today, I want to blow up my Double K Klan couple!!"

While the fans and audience in the live broadcast room were having a carnival, Nan Jue, who had never remembered the live broadcast, took the towel off Qi Qi's head, casually and naturally grabbed a handful of the boy's soft hair, and said: "It's still a little wet, go back and blow it a little."

"No." Qi Qi obediently responded.

Nan Jue raised his hand and glanced at the time. At 11:30, he asked aloud, "Are you hungry?"

It was fine if Nan Jue didn't ask, but Qi Qi's stomach started to growl when he asked.

When I came back at night, I drank half a bowl of porridge. For a boy who eats a lot and is growing up, it's almost like he didn't eat.

But in view of the mistake he made just now, Qi Qi only dared to nod slightly.

Nan Jue lowered his eyes, angry and funny, flicked his forehead with his fingers, and softened his tone rarely: "Okay, let's go downstairs to eat something."

Just as he finished speaking, Nan Jue's cell phone vibrated suddenly.

Reaching out to pick it up, it was Ye Junzhi's call.

connected.

There was a sudden roar on the other side: "Nan Jue, I'm fucking you!!! Do you know that you are running a live broadcast????!!!!"

Nan Jue was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at his computer screen, his cheeks stiffened for a moment.

After two seconds, I forcibly answered two words calmly: "Forgot."