protect our bun

As soon as Zhan Xingchen got home, he threw himself on the bed. Even though there was no one in the house, he still dared not laugh out loud until he covered himself in the blanket.The unpleasant things that happened in the hospital at noon seemed to be less disturbing. Zhan Xingchen took out his mobile phone, looked at Qi Feng's profile picture, and then suddenly sat up from under the blanket.

its not right!Qi Feng is sick, he should be less able to eat spicy food than himself, why is he patronizing himself today, forgetting about this!

Zhan Xingchen was filled with remorse, and hesitated whether to send a WeChat to inquire about Qi Feng's condition, but thinking about it, he had just separated for a while, and if he was in such a hurry to contact, I'm afraid Qi Feng would feel that he was too annoying, so Zhan Xingchen fidgeted through it. It took two hours before he dared to send Qi Feng a WeChat message.

However, it's been a long time without a reply.

At the same time, there was another person—Zhang Haoyang—who also endured the same difficult two hours.

Zhang Haoyang stared at each other for three seconds with Tang Yuan who pushed the door and walked in. Tang Yuan was patting his chubby belly and remembering the good time spent with Miya.

Tang Yuan: "What are you doing?"

Zhang Haoyang frowned: "Only you?"

Tang Yuan was inexplicable: "Aren't you talking nonsense, even if I want to bring Miya to see you, I can't bring her back to the dormitory."

"I'm not talking about Miya." Zhang Haoyang drank the last sip of water in the water glass hungry and said, "Old Qi said he would bring me food, it's been two hours and he hasn't come back yet."

"Damn, brother, you are awesome, do you dare to make a phone call?"

Zhang Haoyang rolled his eyes: "I called, but no one answered."

"Then there must be something to do." Tang Yuan put the leftovers on the table, "You can eat the leftovers if you don't mind."

Halloween bar.

Qi Feng unhurriedly added ice cubes to the glass, then took a sip of the wine, while rejecting the initiative of the two girls to strike up a conversation.

Qi Feng: "You've been away for so many years, and you came back just to have a drink with me?"

The woman on the opposite side fiddled with her waist-length hair very naturally, and said, "Yes, can't you?"

Qi Feng lowered his head and smiled, staring aggressively at the other party: "Are you feeling guilty? Lin Chuxue."

The woman's elegant red lips have faded a lot under the soaking of alcohol, Lin Chuxue, who is less aggressive, looks very harmless at the moment, with long and curly eyelashes gliding across her eyelids, she said with a smile: "It's been a long time since no one called you!" My name is gone."

"I heard about it." Qi Feng said nonchalantly, "What? What made you return to China suddenly? Is it because the snow in Switzerland is not beautiful?"

"Can you stop being so aggressive?" Lin Chuxue didn't feel angry at all. Instead, she smiled and shook her head at the man at the next table who was sending a signal to her, and then continued, "I won't be going abroad in a short time. Let's get along well, Qi Feng."

Zhan Xingchen's WeChat message has never received a reply. I don't know if Qi Feng discovered something. In the past few days, Qi Feng has never even played the game again. Zhan Xingchen is so anxious that he wants to confess but is afraid of Qi Feng. Feng actually didn't know anything, so after a week of living in such panic, Zhan Xingchen finally saw Qi Feng again in basketball class.

Zhan Xingchen originally came to the class with the mentality that if he didn't see Qi Feng again in this class, he would take the initiative to contact him again even if he didn't want to lose face, but he didn't expect that when he arrived at the basketball court, it was Qi Feng who greeted him first .

"Hi, I thought you weren't coming." Qi Feng smiled and waved to Zhan Xingchen. Surprised, Zhan Xingchen hurriedly walked up to Qi Feng, his eyes flickered, and asked, "You...are you waiting?" I?"

"Yes." Qi Feng said as a matter of course, "If it wasn't for seeing you, I wouldn't have come to this class."

Seeing that Zhan Xingchen's expression was wrong, Qi Feng asked again: "What's wrong?"

"No, no, I just..." Zhan Xingchen avoided Qi Feng's gaze and whispered, "I thought you were... angry."

"Angry? Why am I angry?"

"No..." Zhan Xingchen didn't know how to answer for a while, but fortunately Qi Feng didn't ask any further, Zhan Xingchen quickly changed the subject, "You...have a cold, are you alright?"

Qi Feng was taken aback for a moment, and suddenly remembered the lie he uttered at the hospital gate that day, and then remembered the wechat that Lin Chuxue received that day, raised his eyebrows and said, "You think I'm angry because I didn't reply to your wechat?"

Zhan Xingchen wished he could slap himself twice, and let himself get back on the topic again!

Seeing that Zhan Xingchen didn't speak, Qi Feng laughed and said, "Is it really because of this?"

Zhan Xingchen lowered his head and muttered, "No, just... just..."

"I was in a bad mood that day, so I didn't care about going back to you." Qi Feng said, "I want to go back later, but I feel that the matter is over, and I'm afraid you will be embarrassed if I go back."

"Ah... yes, that's right."

"Zhan Xingchen." Qi Feng raised his eyebrows slightly, and asked provocatively, "Have you been waiting for my reply?"

"No, no, I'm just... afraid that you'll eat so much spicy food if you catch a cold, afraid that you..."

"It's my fault." Qi Feng regretted, "I should have returned to you at that time. Are you going to the coffee shop tonight?"

Zhan Xingchen didn't know why Qi Feng asked this, he nodded blankly, Qi Feng smiled: "Okay, I'll accompany you tonight."

"!!!"

Zhan Xingchen's eyes lit up, what! !

"Last time I wanted to return your favor, but it turned out that I treated you to food you didn't like, and then let you hang out on WeChat for a week. No matter how you say it, it's my fault." Qi Feng said, "I'll accompany you tonight, I apologize to you."

Zhan Xingchen almost felt that he was going to faint on the spot, Qi Feng... what is he talking about? !

"You...you don't owe me favors, it's me..." Zhan Xingchen shook his head in panic, "I owe you."

"Okay." Qi Feng said, "Then treat me as you with me, don't refuse anymore, it's not easy to find a reason to stay with you for a while."

Zhan Xingchen really didn't dare to refuse anymore, but he whispered in his heart: You don't need to find a reason, I can't wait.

After class, Qi Feng and Zhan Xingchen separated. Qi Feng said that they would meet at the coffee shop on time at night, and Zhan Xingchen jogged all the way home happily. After picking out half of the clothes, he always felt that he couldn't get any of them.

Qi Feng's side was not much better either, Ji Wa moved on the bed and asked, "Why are you going?"

"Huh?" Qi Feng casually changed his shoes again. Seeing Qi Feng standing up and about to leave, Ji Wa got out of bed as fast as she could in her life, laying herself in front of Qi Feng, and said in a rage, "You Can't go!!"

Both Tang Yuan and Zhang Haoyang were taken aback. Tang Yuan temporarily put down his phone, glanced at Jiwa with disgust, and asked, "Where are you from?"

Jiwa vowed not to move a step, and said: "You tell yourself! How many days have you not broadcast live! Tell me! Do you still have fans in mind!"

The corner of Qi Feng's mouth twitched: "Huh??"

"Every Weibo has started to brush up topics for you to let you broadcast live! Do you have a conscience? With millions of fans, are you worthy of them!!"

"No, you wait." Qi Feng stretched out his hand and pulled Zhang Haoyang, "What's the situation, you two hit him on the head together?"

"Do you think the two of us can beat him?" Tang Yuan lay back on the bed clearly, and said, "If you don't live broadcast for a week, Fatty will lose a month of living expenses directly. It's no wonder that you are not in a hurry."

Zhang Haoyang: "Indeed, I see that many people on Weibo are attacking you, saying that they will form a group to pull banners to force you to live broadcast."

Qi Feng was startled: "Is it so serious?"

Ji Wa sat down at the door directly: "I don't care, if you don't live broadcast today, don't even think about going out of this door!"

Qi Feng thought about it for a while, isn't it just a live broadcast, it's not impossible, anyway, Zhan Xingchen doesn't start work until eleven o'clock, so he can catch up by the end of ten o'clock.

So the famous Seven Gods started the game live broadcast for the first time on a sunny afternoon.

I thought that the number of viewers would plummet in the afternoon on weekdays, but I didn’t expect Qi Feng’s popularity to be even higher than ever after he started the live broadcast. Zhang Haoyang pushed his glasses and said, “This is called hunger marketing.”

As always, Qi Feng turned on the mic and did not turn on the camera, while watching the barrage, he said: "No, the anchor is not lost, the anchor is still alive."

"It's okay, it's just that I was a little busy the first two days."

"Today, it will be broadcast until..." Qi Feng glanced at the time, but still felt that it was not safe, so he moved the time forward by another hour, and said, "It will be broadcast until nine o'clock."

【Ahhhhhhhh my husband is finally back! ! 】

【The first day Seven Gods came back, I miss you. 】

[Seven gods and seven gods, have you seen my three planes!I gave you all the food money for a week!Don't disappear again! 】

Qi Feng: "This... Let's try to put an end to giving me gifts with food money. Ah, the anchor is not that poor, so I don't see you starving."

[Ahhh, the male god is so handsome, the male god is so tough, everything the male god says is right! 】

[Can girlfriend fans retreat?Can we start the game? 】

Qi Feng watched the barrage for a while, and felt that he had almost appeased a group of fans who were starving for food, so he opened the third row.

Not playing games for a week doesn't mean that Qi Feng's gaming level will decline. Some people's talent is that God rewards them with food, and you can't accept it.

Qi Feng subconsciously glanced at his friend list before qualifying for each round, but the name of "Little Breadman" never lit up. Seeing that it was already 08:30, Qi Feng said: "The last one."

Originally, I wanted to end today's live broadcast with a hero who can show off, but I didn't expect that as soon as the team was successfully formed, the names of the fourth floor attracted everyone's attention-TW, Feiyang.

TW, Feiyang: Damn it.

TW, Feiyang: What a coincidence.

TW, Feiyang: What about the live broadcast?

Seven King: Yes.

Rank crashes are more difficult to see in low-end rounds, because there are too many players matched at the same time, and it is difficult to have the opportunity to match with people you know. However, due to the limited number of high-end rounds, the chance of matching into the same round will greatly increase.

Ji Wa couldn't help but be happy: "Steady, steady, fans, can you hear me? Be sure."

Tang Yuan: "Let's compete for the fifth place."

Qi Feng also joked: "Everyone can see clearly, Feiyang just said today that he would take me to lie down, and this opportunity has come."

TW, Feiyang: Dagon, I want to play you.

Seven King: Please report the actors.

TW, Feiyang; day, help me grab it, and take you to fly.

Qi Feng was on the first floor. After Feiyang sent out the signal "I want to use Diaochan", he could have used the method of changing positions to help Feiyang grab the hero, but Qi Feng not only ignored Feiyang's signal, but also snatched Diaochan into his own hands .

TW, Feiyang:? ? ?

Qi Feng did it on purpose, it was just for fun, the bullet screen and the gift flew up at the same time, Qi Feng usually didn't have the habit of thanking the gift, but just two seconds ago, a gift message across the screen made Qi Feng I froze for a moment.

After confirming that he read it correctly, Qi Feng smiled and said in a pleasant voice, "Thank you, Little Breadman, for sending us two planes."