bad cream

Chapter 2 Pretty Brother

But the fact is that the real fragrance comes faster than anything else.

On the second day, Guan Pei started broadcasting for an hour calmly. In total, two stars went up and two stars dropped, achieving a wave of perfect ecological balance, and all four were empty.

Guan Pei was silent for a while.

He got up and made a new cup of tea, then returned to his seat, glanced at the friends list casually, and caught a glimpse of the little cat's head at a glance.

"The main reason is to make a brand for Spicy Chicken this month."

The moment he clicked the invite button, Guan Pei explained calmly, "It's not like you don't know how difficult it is to play jungle this season. Solo queuing is risky."

The barrage began to flash a series of Zhenxiang warnings again.

However, today's sweet and creamy porridge seemed to have lost its temper. Guan Pei waited patiently for a long time before the little cat's head reappeared in the line.

Guan Pei asked: "Open?"

After dawdling there for a while, he slowly replied: "Okay."

Guan Pei clicked neatly to start the game.

This game really went extremely smoothly. This sweet cream porridge did not say a word and took out a hand of red bean paste green ball. It is an extremely difficult support in the current season. It is crispy and strong in control. It is also the support that is most suitable for the current version of Spicy Chicken. one.

I have to say that this girl's operation is really good, not to mention the basic operation of Tancao giving the vision, and the pre-judgment and control are accurate, and Guan Pei's harvest is timely, and a lot of heads are collected.

After one round, Guan Pei really felt comfortable playing.

But Guan Pei found something was wrong.

So quiet, today's one.

Without the spiritual hello and the quintessential punctuation yesterday, Guan Pei was a little awkward, feeling like he was missing something.

If it wasn't for the fact that there was a green and chubby dumpling beside him all the time, silently helping him to clear the field and clear the line, he would almost doubt that he was in solo queue.

Even the barrage audience gradually saw the clues.

"Miss Butter is feeling emotional, why didn't she say a word today?"

"Let's tell others that I was wronged in the last part of the English on the construction site yesterday, damn, old straight man."

Guan Pei was indeed a little uncomfortable.

He thought that although the girl's style of speaking was a little hard to describe, she had worked hard to give him two assists anyway, and thought about what he said last yesterday... Maybe it was really too much for the girl?

Guan Pei is a person who doesn't talk much, even if he doesn't want to speak anymore, his basic EQ is still online, he felt a little sorry, so he took the initiative to ask questions.

【gp1419】: What position do you usually play?auxiliary?middle?

[Sweet Butter Porridge]: Yes.

This time Guan Pei was quite sure that the little girl was angry.

He frowned, and subconsciously began to feel that it was a bit troublesome, but Shen Yin still made a final concession and said, "You choose first in this round, and I will fill in."

[Sweet Butter Porridge]: Good.

Guan Pei: "..."

"My sister is definitely angry when she is angry, and my partner only responds to me when she is angry! The kid is definitely angry!"

"I'm dying of laughter, Brother Guan's deflated look is so filial, so filial!!"

Guan Pei thinks that he is benevolent and righteous.

This person played the trick of cherishing words like gold, and he didn't bother to talk any more, so he started another round directly.

The two played four games in a row and won all. Guan Pei stared at the golden five-game winning streak sign on the record column, and silently lifted the lid of the thermos cup.

He was a little bewildered.

Guan Pei asked the barrage: "Am I taken to lie down?"

The barrage is about to die of joy.

There was a bullet screen suggesting that he quickly reveal his identity as an anchor to see the girl's reaction. Guan Pei really didn't think it was necessary, but more and more people couldn't stand the request, and the gifts were getting more and more frequent.

Guan Pei sighed and started typing,

[gp1419]: Your technique is very good.

[gp1419]: Actually, I am an anchor.

"I guess she'll give me one back this time, or um."

Guan Pei closed the lid of the vacuum flask and stared at the dialog box, feeling a little bit of interest, "It's been a long time since I gave you benefits, if you guess wrong... I'll draw five 5 yuan in the bullet screen."

However, the other side was silent for ten seconds.

[Sweet cream porridge]:! ! ! !

Guan Pei was taken aback for a moment.

"Okay, I miscalculated."

Guan Pei shook his head, "Come on, first draw five 100 from the barrage, I—"

"What a coincidence, I'm also the anchor duck."

A clear voice suddenly sounded.

It's a nice young boy's voice, crisp and raw, but the speed of speech is a little slow, and the word "Yah" at the end is slightly stretched, but it's not hard to hear the excitement in it, "I'm live broadcasting in Spades, you?"

Guan Pei suddenly froze in a strange posture.

This summer night, later called Midsummer Night's Dream by Guan Pei's fans, is one of the classic events in Guan Pei's live broadcast career - because there are too many ups and downs in just two hours, the drama Its dreaminess is so outrageous that it is really like dreaming.

The first wave of small orgasm was at the moment when the sweet cream porridge was opened, and time seemed to stand still suddenly.

Immediately afterwards, the number of barrage in Guan Pei's live broadcast room suddenly began to surge by a terrifying amount, and the effect of the program reached its peak in an instant. Pei.

For a while, some people were happy and some were sad, some were laughing and some were lamenting, some people sighed, "So the so-called cream girl is just a dream in the end", and some people whispered, "But there is one thing to say, this little brother's voice is very nice." .

"My room number is 7891029, what about yours?"

The boy at the microphone section didn't know about the bloody storm here, and just continued to talk non-stop, "This is actually my first week as an anchor, but it seems that no one is watching."

Guan Pei's brain is really a little bit overwhelmed.

He held the teacup in one hand expressionlessly, and slowly rubbed the fingertips of the other hand on the keyboard for a while, and then made an unexpected move.

He turned on his live broadcast platform and directly entered the string of room numbers that the boy had just mentioned.

Then ushered in the second small climax of tonight's live broadcast.

The name of this live broadcast room is Cream's live broadcast room, and the number of people is extremely bleak, barely three digits.

Guan Pei entered the room.

Three seconds later, he stared at the young boy's face loaded in the lower left corner of the computer, paused, and calmly swallowed the warm tea in his throat for a while.

The barrage exploded directly.

"????? With wdnmd's looks, I thought it was the face of some boy group who came out to steal extra money??"

"Tears flowed from the corner of my dog's mouth without disappointment..."

"Some people don't blame their own dogs for what they do?"

"And friends, the scariest thing is that according to my observation of the light and shadow changes on this pretty brother's face, he should not be beautiful, so his face is so small..."

On the second day, some people re-watched the recording and broadcast, and specially analyzed Guan Pei's micro-expressions at this time.

It is said that when all the bullet screens were lost to this beautiful boy's prosperous beauty, only Guan Pei's eyes were still calm, clear and steady like an old dog, and while his face was expressionless and calm, he even had the mood to continue to take a sip of the thermos of tea.

But only Guan Pei knew that the first second he saw the boy's face, he felt as if he was being haunted by something.

Red lips and white teeth, clean and beautiful, very bright, very vivid young face.

The facial features are exquisite and the bones are excellent, and the eyebrows and eyes look a bit faint...

The boy was holding his mobile phone, tilting his head, staring at the screen in distress.

After a while, he turned on the microphone again, and muttered in a low voice, "gp1419, why...don't you talk?"

Guan Pei let out a breath.

He glanced at the camera, then at the barrage in his live broadcast room, which was completely out of control, thought about it, and started typing.

【gp1419】: Are you Chinese?

The boy on the screen hesitated, bit his lower lip, and began to type.

[Sweet Butter Congee]: I'm half-Chinese and English, what's wrong?

[Sweet cream porridge]: Can I go and see your live broadcast room?

"Audience friends, this man is so weird."

The boy put down his phone, raised his eyes, and opened his mouth angrily.

Guan Pei: "..."

The people in the game were as polite as a dog, but turned around and began to speak ill of Guan Pei. The most important thing was that the hundreds of thousands of viewers in Guan Pei's live broadcast room heard it clearly.

Guan Pei rubbed his temples helplessly.

"This man, he didn't ask me to speak English yesterday, and I have restrained myself from talking to him today."

The boy's amber pupils were clear and clean, but at this moment they were full of resentment, "Then he said he was an anchor, and I thought I had met a colleague."

"As a result, he is ignoring me now." The boy said sullenly.

Guan Pei glanced at the word "explosive" next to his live broadcast room, and then at the barrage that was about to get out of control. He didn't say anything, but he didn't quit the boy's live broadcast room either.

"I don't want to bother with this either, gp1419."

The boy drooped his slender eyelashes in frustration, seemed really angry, and spoke faster and faster, "Although he has good skills and is the first person willing to rank with me, he is very aggressive. I don't want to hang out with people like that."

"I'm sorry...arrogant is, is..."

Guan Pei watched the boy raise his hand to cover his mouth in a panic, as if he was thinking about it very distressed, and finally said vaguely, "It means very bad."

The boy seemed to cherish his few audiences. He paused for a moment, moved closer to the camera, raised his eyes cautiously and asked, "Is it okay? Audience friends?"

Guan Pei felt that he seemed a little unfamiliar with the live broadcast, and he was a little too close, and his face was almost on the camera for a while.

As a result, that delicate and beautiful face was seen more clearly for a moment. The moment he lowered his eyes, Guan Pei watched his soft and long eyelashes fluttering, as if he was about to touch himself on the other side of the screen.

Guan Pei discovered that the boy's eyes were light brown.

Then the boy's expression suddenly froze.

——Because at this moment, a large number of melon-eaters in Guan Pei's live broadcast room have transferred to his live broadcast room for sightseeing, and the number of people has gone crazy for a while. The originally deserted live broadcast room with only a few hundred people almost instantly, Tens of thousands of people rushed in.

And that number continues to soar.

The boy stared straight at the number of viewers in the upper left corner of his live broadcast room, his eyes widened in disbelief, and he leaned back a little in surprise.

After a long while, Guan Pei watched him raise his hand in a daze, and rubbed his eyes vigorously.

Li Naiyou lowered his head and stared blankly at his mobile phone screen.

[gp1419]: Room number 14191419, I am indeed your colleague, and I am also in spades.

【gp1419】: Arrogant is an accurate Chinese term, which should mean arrogant and arrogant.

【gp1419】: But I'm not a bad person, good night.

The author says:

Sisters, I want one seastar

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