I have nothing to love when I add the wrong friend

There was no class on Thursday afternoon, and Mo Jingshen was very dedicated to his work. He went home after lunch and planned to broadcast live.

Because he always goes home on weekends and it is troublesome to move the equipment, he prepared two sets, one at home and one at school.

The school side is just a two-bedroom, one-living room apartment with an elevator. Although the apartment size is fairly square and bright, it can't compare to the big villa at home. The live broadcast room is arranged in the bedroom, which seems a bit cramped.

With dark blue walls, white ceiling, and dark brown solid wood floor, the bedroom is clean and tidy, with a simple and quiet temperament.

The 1.5-meter wide single bed is covered with clean and tidy sky blue sheets, the same color white and blue vertical pattern quilt cover is covered with a dry and warm wool quilt, the quilt is spread flat on the bed, and a large triangle is folded near the head of the bed , revealing half of an off-white fluffy pillow.

There are shelves on both sides of the head of the bed, with books on one side and gadgets such as LOL hero figures on the other.

On the left side of the bed is a large floor-to-ceiling window. Mo Jingshen pulled open the heavy curtains, leaving only the gauze curtains with blue stripes. The room is much brighter and gentler. Light, also does not appear so heavy.

The bedroom has a rectangular shape. There is about ten square meters of space where the bed is directly facing. Put down an L-shaped computer desk of the same style as the study room at home, place a gaming chair suitable for long-term sitting, and then install the With all kinds of live broadcast equipment, the room seemed full.

Opening the curtains, Mo Jingshen slightly bent over to start the computer, holding the water glass and wanted to go out to get a glass of water while the computer was starting up, but just as the water was full, the phone shook in his trouser pocket.

I took it out and saw that Li Ang sent a series of voice messages with a screenshot.

Li Ang is similar to Mo Jingshen, with the same extroverted temperament, but unlike Mo Jingshen, who is hot on the outside and cold on the inside, he is a sunny guy who is passionate from the inside to the outside, and there are no big or small things in the circle without him. unclear.

He often said that "it's better to be alone than to be happy together". Mo Jingshen has been friends with him for many years, and he wants to be an audience from time to time to satisfy his desire to gossip.

Fortunately, Li Ang is a decent person. Only things related to him will be specially told to him, and he won't bother him all the time.

Seeing that he sent so many messages and pictures, it was obvious that there was new gossip to share. Mo Jingshen had a glass of water in one hand and a cell phone in the other. He was drinking water while watching. Seeing the screenshot sent by Li Ang, he spewed out two mouthfuls of water in one sip. Mi Yuan, almost choked him to death!

The screenshot is the Weibo APP interface, and the real-time time of the screenshot can also be seen from the picture, about an hour after the Weibo was posted, the content is exactly a Weibo on the MEO official blog: Haha!Teammates on both sides are really in harmony!I can't afford it!

Taking a closer look at the time of posting on Weibo, Mo Jingshen thought for a while and found that it was after ten o'clock in the evening on the anniversary of Yunmao's live broadcast. Thinking with his toes, he could figure out who wrote it.

I was thinking before that Hu Tutu had suffered such a big grievance, why didn't he fix it, but he had already done it, but they, the people involved, didn't take him seriously, and didn't find this "little splash" in time. After reading this, watch it again, the comedy effect has been doubled several times.

Those few replies really made people want to laugh, and I really can't blame him for having a low laugh:

"Society society! Brother Hu's tricks are getting better and better! You are worthy of being a team bully!"

"Hehehe, the eyes of the crowd are blind! Every time you catch one on the other side, you will always be the one kneeling, so feel free to throw the blame~"

"The traditional project is starting again, let me think about how to spray it to relieve my anger, take a seat first, and come back later!"

"Be a god! Can you stop making jokes? Damn it! MEO fell on someone like you, and the more you think about it, the more you think about it! The anger hasn't gone away for several years!"

……

"Hahahaha!"

Mo Jingshen laughed a lot and continued to turn up the conversation page, then nodded the voice from Li Ang again:

"Let me send you a screenshot! A fan sent it to me today. It made me laugh like crazy!"

"I posted it before leaving the venue that day, but after more than an hour, there were only a few replies! Everyone was mocking, and it seemed that the most loyal black fans were left behind."

"I think back then, we were so good, fans didn't say how many, there were always millions, every time we posted something, there were thousands of comments every minute, look now, there are only 10,000+, and most of them are surnamed Hu Bought zombie fans."

"I wanted to start a scolding war, but it took more than a month for the person involved to find out that he made the move. Why do you suddenly feel that this is a bit pitiful? Hahahaha! Thinking about it, it was really a martial arts scene. He punched like this, but we ignored it. The audience pretended not to see it, and he just raised his fist in embarrassment for more than a month, hahahaha! I really can't imagine this scene!"

"Fortunately, there are people around him who know how to delete Weibo! But it's not the same, someone has already taken a screenshot! Hahahahaha!"

Two years ago, MEO was the number one strong team in China. At that time, the e-sports industry was developing rapidly. If there hadn’t been that accident, the team hadn’t lost popular support, nor had it lost strong players. Has long been the top player in domestic e-sports, how can there be such a few rising stars?

Now that MEO has been relegated every year, it has been reduced to a low-level team, and the official blog has become a place where black fans occasionally patronize. It is embarrassing to think about it.

Although because of the deep hatred back then, these old teammates who missed the good opportunity to conquer the world for so many years are still brooding, and they are very happy to see the bad luck of the black hands back then, but MEO is also the battlefield for them to spend their youth. When it comes to the end, he still feels that Bit sad.

Thinking of this, Mo Jingshen's smile faded, and he went back to the bedroom, put down the water glass, and replied to Li Ang:

"Forget it, let's not mention the past. He can't make waves. His father said hello and let him play by himself. Those marketing accounts and various media dare not take his list, and there is no hardcore. Fans, fans of passers-by, it’s normal for no one to pay attention.”

Li Ang has probably been paying attention to the phone all the time, and when he sees him replying to the message, he immediately replies:

"There is still this crop? Why don't I know?"

Hu Tutu doesn't care about himself, his father is still reliable, otherwise it would be impossible to earn such a big fortune.

His own son was unreliable and almost caused a catastrophe. Lao Hu knew very well that he was the one who came forward to settle the matter of injuring Mo Jingshen back then. It can be said that he had lost all the good words and made all the benefits, and finally had to let the word out , expressing his attitude.

Probably because he knew that his son was out of tune, but he couldn't bear the pain of his only son, so he made up his mind that if Hu Tutu wanted to make troubles, he would let him do it. Don't blame others for good or bad, just don't get involved with others, otherwise no matter what happens to him Those who hurt his son will still hurt his son, and he will not spare any of them.

Li Ang's circle is different, of course he doesn't know some news, but Mo Jingshen can't explain it too clearly, he just said vaguely:

"Anyway, that's what's going on. Let him do whatever he wants in the future. Let's not get involved with him. Just pretend we didn't see it. The young master plays by himself. His father knows whether it's good or bad. We get involved. Others I also want to go home to find my father, and I, Shengdou Xiaomin, can't afford to provoke him!"

Li Ang replied with an OK expression, and asked him to line up again, and Mo Jingshen naturally agreed.

After playing a game, someone brought up the "King of Guns" incident again. This time Mo Jingshen was full of confidence, and bluntly said that he had used his big move. If it didn't work, he planned to give up on it and compensate the fans for their three wishes. .

It has been a monotonous game live broadcast for more than a month. Without the benefits of the past, the fans actually want him to give up. Hearing this rhetoric, everyone is very happy, and even has a little expectation.

One hell difficulty is far away, and it can be realized immediately by changing to three, so much money!

Because of the common hope, the live broadcast room finally bid farewell to this period of unbearable "contention of a hundred schools of thought" and returned to "joyful harmony".

**

Compared with the joy at Mo Jingshen's side, the atmosphere at the SG base was a bit sluggish.

The spring regular season has a total of ten weeks, and now it has entered the fifth week on Thursday, and the schedule is just over half. Since the first game, SG, who has been on a tear, finally unexpectedly upset, lost the first game, or lost to last year's ranking A relatively late team.

After losing the game, the players were shocked and very silent.

I went back to the base in silence, trained in silence until the middle of the night, and went upstairs to sleep in silence.

The next day was Thursday, and there was no game. The hands of the wall clock on the first floor of the base moved slowly, and the hour hand had slipped past two o'clock. In the middle of the afternoon, everyone in the base hadn't woken up yet, and there was still no one on the first floor.

Tao Wangji squinted his eyes and reached out, touched the Patek Philippe global limited edition wristwatch on the bedside table, checked the time with the dim light from the gap in the curtains, rubbed his forehead, and turned to get up.

Washing, dressing, going downstairs, eating, making a cup of Mingqian Longjing, which he likes recently, Tao Wangji took a copy of "Genius is on the Left, Crazy on the Right", and sat on the wicker chair that he often sat on on the balcony, intending to enjoy it This rare moment of quiet time at the base.

At this moment, he touched the mobile phone that had fallen into the wicker chair someday, and when he took it out, the battery was still 5%.

He has never been keen on electronic products. It is common for him not to use his mobile phone for several days. It is normal for him to forget where he is. Everyone in the base knows his problem. He used to pick it up and give it to him, but then let it go , anyway, there are almost no outsiders in the base, and there is no loss.

Ahem, even if it is lost, it is not a big deal for him to buy another one when he needs to use it.

Since the start of the Spring Split, he has put in a lot of effort to plan, making the players gradually inflated and complacent. In yesterday's game, he carefully designed and gave them a head-on blow, allowing them to have a long memory and understand the importance of a clear mind. How important it is, he hasn't touched this phone for several days.

Thinking maybe someone might look for it, he still picked up the phone and unlocked it.

As soon as the screen turned on, a long list of messages popped up on WeChat. When I opened it, I found that they were all from the same person.

"Brother Tao, good morning~"

"Brother Tao, good night~"

……

The constant greetings lasted for more than a month. From the shyness and gentleness at the beginning to the faint grievance later, Tao Wangji completely ignored everything, and he never even responded to those obvious topics of conversation.

I read the unread messages accumulated in the past few days one by one, and at the bottom, there was a big red envelope. Tao Wangji sneered, and was about to pretend he didn’t see it and turn off WeChat, but the phone happened to be out of battery. About to shut down automatically.

The screen froze because there was no battery. He wanted to scroll down to see if there was any other news, but he accidentally clicked on the red envelope.

He never had the habit of confiscating the red envelopes from strangers. Before he could see how much money he had received, the screen went black and the phone automatically shut down.

Now, he didn't bother to read the book, and didn't plan to drink the tea. The most important thing now was to return the red envelope that shouldn't be taken!

Tao Wangji couldn't wait to go upstairs with his mobile phone to charge it. On the stairs, he happened to meet his teammate who was going downstairs. Xiaopang and the others had never seen him like this before, so they couldn't help being very curious, and immediately turned around and followed him upstairs.

Everyone saw their team leader rushing back to the bedroom. After a while of rummaging through boxes and cabinets, they pulled out a charger from the innermost drawer, and then immediately grabbed the plug to charge it. But for some reason, what was obviously a simple thing in the past was stunned today. It cannot be inserted!

"Your data cable from last year has a different interface. I'll get mine for you."

Li Mo can see the problem at a glance, but Tao Wangji, who doesn't care much about mobile phones, always thinks that the chargers are similar, and he doesn't realize that he has changed mobile phones several times in the past two years. It's changed, the interface is different, his mobile phone charger doesn't work very much, and it's normal for the chain to drop at a critical moment.

"Okay! Come on!"

Seeing him looking as if he was about to jump up in a hurry, everyone was very curious and asked around, seeing that he was pursing his lips in a daze and not letting go, they couldn't help being even more curious!

Tao Wangji didn't care about other things at this time, he just wanted to return the red envelope as soon as possible, the thing he hated the most was taking advantage of others!How could it be possible to accept a red envelope from someone who only said a few words on the Internet?

Li Mo hurried back to the next door to get the charger and handed it back to him. Seeing that the phone was charging, Tao Wangji heaved a sigh of relief. He waited for the battery to rise without blinking. When it was enough to turn on the phone, he continued to wait with his mouth pursed. The screen lights up.

"Boss, what's the matter? It's like burning eyebrows!"

"It's okay, you guys go downstairs to eat, it's just overheated, I'll come down later."

"What's the matter? Let's see~ I won't say anything!"

"Yes, yes! Boss, what are you hiding from us? It's too dishonest!"

……

Dai Le, Xiaopang, and Pei Guang acted like they were singing an opera, chattering around Tao Wangji, yesterday's failure seemed like a cloud of the past, completely gone, and each of them treated Tao Wangji's rejection as nothing. As if heard.

Tao Wangji frowned, clutching his phone impatiently:

"Hurry up and eat! We'll have a summary meeting later! I think you guys are getting nervous! Have you forgotten what happened yesterday?"

Seeing him clutching his phone, everyone immediately speculated whether it had something to do with that delicate "Brother Tao"?Hearing that he was annoyed and chased people away, everyone didn't want to leave even more.

"Brother Tao~ Did you quarrel with that younger sister?"

"I hope you can reconcile soon! You have been in a low mood these days, and you didn't lead us to practice in advance. We were not used to it yesterday. We didn't play well at all. There will be games in a few days! Brother! You must Cheer up!"

"Brother Tao~ You are the best!"

……

Seeing that the group of little animals were completely unaware of his good intentions, and still haven't realized what happened yesterday, Tao Wangji was a little speechless, but also a little funny, he pushed a few people out with a smile and cursing, and closed it with a bang. door.

The door can shut people, but it can't shut curiosity. Tao Wangji just closed the bedroom door with his front foot, and four big heads were pasted on the outside of the door, trying to hear the movement inside through the door.

However, there was no other sound in the room except for the music that the phone turned on at the beginning.

Tao Wangji clicked on WeChat, found the girl named "Sasha" again, and checked the red envelopes.

只见红包里既不是与520、1314相关的暧昧数字，又不是666、888、999这种吉利数，而是一个奇奇怪怪的7块钱。

Without thinking about the reason, Tao Wangji glanced at the words on the red envelope, and sent the 7 yuan back without changing his expression.

[Okay, after she gets the money back, I will delete her, so as not to cause new troubles in the future. 】

Tao Wangji thought so.

However, until the next day, when it was time to return the red envelope, the man still did not accept it.

Even in the next few days, the daily greetings disappeared.

In the dialog box, there are only 7 red envelopes waiting to be opened that he insists on sending back every day.

The author has something to say:

Tao Wangji: You have the ability to give out red envelopes!You have the ability to receive red envelopes! ! !

Mo Jingshen: Tsk~Feng Shui turns or something~