can't eat children

The back injury healed very quickly this time, and the hot search of the Scorpio team has not faded, and Zhen Yu has already joined the training.

Zhou Yao got a blessing in disguise, and gained a lot of fans during the live broadcast for a few days. Manager Cao pestered Zhou Yao for a long time about signing a contract with the live broadcast platform. It wasn't very resistant, there was no other way, and he poured good words and soft words into Captain Zhen like honey, and then he got the approval.

At 10:[-] pm on September [-]st, the four of them gathered in the training room. Zhou Yao adjusted the camera and boarded his live broadcast room. There was enough publicity in the early stage, and the popularity reached millions in less than [-] minutes.

"Good evening, everyone. Tonight, I will broadcast the four-row match live. I won't chat with the barrage, and don't give any gifts. I wish you all a happy watching."

Zhen Yu, who had just returned to the training room after talking on the phone with his uncle: "..." Whose good boy is so cute!

Oh, my family.

Zhen Yu laughed, it was the first time that someone could say the word "happy to watch the battle", without any hint of irony, and it was really cute.

Zhen Yu didn't dare to make mistakes in front of the camera, and returned to his seat honestly. He sent the "ruthless material" he bought at a high price to Uncle Zhen. Knowing that the boss of Scorpio raised Han Yue from his uncle, Zhen Yu scoffed, but didn't pay much attention to it. In the end, it was not good for Han Yue to offend anyone, but him.

"Let's start, our four-person team is really full of disasters, hey, captain, is your back hurt completely?" Fat Tiger just finished the solo queue and started chattering after being invited to join the team by Zhou Yao.

"Brother Hu...I'm live broadcasting."

"Okay, I'll pay attention, don't swear!" Fat Tiger's brain circuit was split, and he couldn't accept the meaning behind Zhou Yao's kind reminder.

"Yehu, I'll give you another chance. What's wrong with me?" Zhen Yu smiled like a spring breeze, but his eyes seemed to count the icicles in the midwinter.

Fat Tiger heard the warning, but the first answer that popped up in his mind has already blurted out: "whiplash injury?"

"Hu'er really knows how to joke! Our captain has a back injury. Fans in the live broadcast room don't have to worry, flesh and blood injuries are not a problem." Xiao Jin came out to smooth things over, and was able to stop a vicious beating incident on the live broadcast. "Come, come, don't talk about those useless things, prepare quickly."

The game was going on in an orderly manner, as long as the mouse was touched to enter the state, the four of them rarely joked, and Zhen Yu and Zhou Yao turned into comrades fighting side by side very casually, and they had a good understanding.

If...the airdrop AWM is not encountered.

"Zhou Zhou, can I use AWM?" This scene is very familiar. In the live broadcast room, two people compete for AWM, but this time the roles are reversed.

Of course, Zhou Yao also recalled the first encounter in the game, so he declined quite tactfully: "Captain, in fact, the probability of me using a big sniper to win a chicken is also very high."

Zhou Yao would not have refused Zhen Yu's request if he hadn't had that deep "horse gun" impression. ridicule" means.

Hey!Is this taunt really good enough?

Zhen Yu asked without hesitation: "Who said that he would give me everything he could give me?" Then he thought of a common saying indignantly - a man's mouth is a deceiving ghost.

(What what! What did I hear?)

(Ahhhhhhh, what a new way to show affection.)

(Maduck! Love words crit.)

(Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooows

Zhou Yao's face was hot, and there was a kind of shyness to announce his small thoughts to the public. He admitted it or denied it, and turned off the microphone in the live broadcast room as if to deceive his ears. He turned his head and coaxed: "I didn't say no, don't be angry. "

"Fuck? Ingenious dog food?" Fat Tiger was startled.

Xiao Jin parked the vehicle, looked around, and let the three of them know: "Hu'er, at this time, do you have to learn to keep silent and understand?"

Fat Tiger: "I understand, but I am lonely and sad."

Zhen Yu automatically blocked other useless voices, and he said to Zhou Yao aggrievedly: "It turns out that the promised shelf life is set according to the wound. When the injury heals, the promise will not count."

Well, a childish ghost whose mental age plummets after falling in love has started to go online.

Zhou Yao coaxed a child like: "OK, OK, stand still, wait for me to send you there."

"No more." Zhen Yu's petty temper made it easy, "Promises or oaths are both inconsequential, and I didn't believe in them at first. It's okay, I'm not angry, it's because I'm not good enough..."

Zhou Yao saw that the soft ones had no choice but to be tough, he threw the gun on the ground casually: "Come and pick it up by yourself, and then pretend to be pitiful, and then go for a walk after dinner!"

Zhen Yu obediently picked up the gun when he had had enough trouble, and followed behind Zhou Yao and asked, "What's missing, I have everything here, even if I don't have it, I will search the entire island and send it to you."

Zhou Yao didn't bother to talk to him.

"Don't tell me I went to look at it on your computer." Zhen Yu moved his chair back and was about to get up.

Zhou Yao hurriedly replied: "Lack... the grip."

Just kidding, during the live broadcast in the lounge before, the two showed their faces in the same frame. The next day Zhou Yao's mother called and asked him if he was in love with his "pro" brother. Zhou Yao reluctantly admitted that he was caught talking about it through the live broadcast In love, he is probably No.1.If this guy appears in his live broadcast room again, maybe even his middle school head teacher will know...

"Coincidentally, there are triangles vertically... pick one?" Zhen Yu dropped two grips, and when Zhou Yao just walked over to pick one of them, Zhen Yu said: "If you are not satisfied with both, I have another one here." ..."

"The one under me is especially useful."

"..."

"Fuck, Zhen is shameless?" Xiao Jin scolded, "Why don't you fucking kill yourself? Forget it. Is it appropriate to be a minor?"

Fat Tiger followed suit and coaxed: "Come on, take it off and let me use your handle."

Xiao Jin was furious: "Idiot? If you provoke this old bastard any more, you will run back and get a tattoo of 'Zhou Yao's special grip' on his dick, which will kill you."

"Huh? That's a good idea." Zhen Yu continued.

Zhou Yao's cheeks were already bloodshot. Although he knew that the millions of viewers in the live broadcast room could not hear Zhen Yu's yellow accent, and it was not the first time he had been molested, he still couldn't control his embarrassment. The voice said: "I'm going to open my voice, you... pay attention to your words."

Next, apart from Zhou Yao's blushing cheeks revealing that something unusual had just happened, the rest was an unusually peaceful and serious communication with his teammates.

"It's done, Hu and I, Xiao Jin, you and Zhou Zhou, drive to my punctuation place."

"Ok."

"OK."

Zhou Yao: "..." These veteran drivers are too high-minded.

"What? What's wrong with Zhou Zhou?" Zhen Yu asked.

"No problem..." Zhou Yao gave up resisting, brothers will always be brothers.

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Zhou Yao: I am often out of tune with them because I am not shameless enough