[Online game] My boyfriend is the conductor

Uneasy, uneasy...

Fengxue logged into the YY account named 'Fengxue Luoxian', and used the password to enter the small room given by Qinghe. For some reason, Lianyu's guild channel was only online in single digits today.

After hesitating again and again, Feng Xue still typed a word in the secret chat channel.

【Secret Chat】Wind and Snow: In

Then Qinghe's voice sounded on the channel.

"Open the wheat."

Clearly thinking that he must be startled when the time comes, Feng Xue, who was startled by Qing He, remained silent.

Is now the best time?

surely not.

If he told Qing He that he was that shit right now, he would definitely be dragged out and beaten.However, Qinghe is so tough now, so he can only expose his identity in order to survive.

"hello."

The magnetic voice of the male anchor sounded on the channel, and it sounded a bit leisurely.

If there are other people around, they must shout three times, Long Live Qing Mo.

Even the next day's forum thread had a whereabouts.

[Mo Xie's private meeting with Qinghe, the world of two people with deep affection and affection] This kind of thing.

"Okay, let's shoot flying stars."

Hearing Qing He's calm voice, Feng Xue couldn't calm down anymore, "So you really guessed who I am."

Qing He clicked on the NPC, "I can't help it, the sense of presence on both sides of you is too strong."

A confirmation popped up on the interface, and he continued, "With your personality, it is impossible to use Fengxue's identity to get along with me without using another identity to get close to me."

Feng Xue: "I think what I did is very natural!"

It's completely the previous way of getting along, not at all artificial!

"So you have a strong sense of existence."

Qinghe summed it up in one word.

He wasn't so calm until now, he didn't expect that when Mo Xie's identity was really exposed in front of him, he wouldn't feel embarrassed, but felt that this person should be like that.

Maybe Fengxue's image is too brainwashed...

Qing He thought so.

"By the way, why is there no one in your gang?"

Qinghe replied, "They went to the offline party, and they are gathering at the hotel now, and they will be able to go online tomorrow night."

Feng Xue was stunned for a while, "Then why didn't you go?" Or, are you already at the hotel?

Anyway, if Qing He didn't say anything, Feng Xue wouldn't be able to know his situation.

Holding such a mood, Feng Xue thought so.

"I did not go."

Qing He glanced at the time in the lower right corner, "I'm going to another city tomorrow due to work." This is also impossible.

"Then the little friends in your gang must be very disappointed." Feng Xue said this, and she was also a little disappointed in her heart. If Qinghe went to the party, wouldn't he be able to know his appearance through Qianji and Mingxia?

Although appearance is not important, he is also an ordinary person, and he has all the curiosity he should have.

Qinghe recalled the wailing in the gang group, the corners of his mouth rose for a while.But no, a group of people were almost crying in disappointment.

Although he remembered something that made people feel good, Qinghe's voice was as usual, "It's okay, seeing Jiang Lian is enough for them to be satisfied."

"Jiang Lian?"

"Qinghe, how long have you known Jiang Lian?"

The question of how long we have known each other is actually often asked by people, and Qinghe himself sometimes thinks about how long he has known each other, but this question is really easy to answer.

"We've known each other since we were born."

His family and Lin Lin's family are neighbors, and they have been friends for generations, and they happened to be born in the same year.

"……Oh."

Feng Xue answered lightly.

Qinghe didn't do what he thought, and looked at the opposite character in the game. Interestingly, the two sects over there happened to collide with them.

An actor, a pianist.

Dance and music.

Just right.

"Do you have any idea?"

Hearing Qing He's question, Feng Xue hadn't reacted yet, and then he realized that Qing He wanted to ask him who he wanted to hit.

Actors and luthiers are both more controlling. If you want to compare who beats someone, it's the same, it's purely based on skill.

"Pianist."

That's great, Feng Xue smiled, "It doesn't matter if you fight each other this time?"

"Naturally."

The white-haired luthier hugged the piano, his eyes sparkling, and he stood behind the actor in red with rolled sleeves.

The wind and rain are all the way.

Fengxue's character equipment is weaker than Qinghe's, and the opposite party immediately aims at the actor. The blue-clothed luthier of the opponent is plucking the strings, and the sound of the piano creates a range of sounds.

Qinghe stayed where he was.

When she was about to come, he twitched the strings and brought the actress in pink to her side. The actress didn't panic, she flung out her sleeves and came straight to her face. Qinghe naturally took a step back to avoid it. edge.

In a blink of an eye, the wind and snow had already entangled the blue-clothed luthier.

The actress in pink is about to leave, but Qinghe keeps her slow pace, with one sleeve and one piano, you come and go.

"Qinghe help me!"

Seeing his control skill CD, the blue-clothed luthier was able to breathe, Feng Xue didn't even think about it, and shouted in the direction where the sound of the keyboard was intermittently coming from his ear.

The white-haired luthier raised his head, and the pink-clothed actress also got orders from his teammates. When they came up to the fight, Qing He didn't even look in that direction, and aimed at the figure to throw down a rhythmic influence.

And here—

Fast hand speed.

The piano was placed on the ground, and the rhythm control gradually eroded the actor step by step.

The time has come.

With his back around, the white-haired luthier was holding the piano and twirling the corner of his clothes, and he had already arrived behind the pink-clothed actor. When the actor was suspicious of a long-distance approach, his face suddenly changed!

With the help of his sleeve, he threw it on the ground, shaking himself up and taking him away from the luthier.

late.

The luthier has already pulled out a sharp handle from the piano and stabbed it into the back of the actor in pink.

Yeling fell to the ground.

Qinghe looked towards Fengxue.

The actor in red stepped on the graceful luthier with a rough posture.

Qinghe wanted to help his forehead a little bit.

Flying Star wins, and the two turn around and exit from the Flying Star Field.

"Qinghe, I think I have found our tacit understanding."

Qinghe: Are you saying that I need a temperament skill?

You call this tacit understanding?

Fengxue thinks that she has found a tacit understanding. It turns out that this is the feeling of having an extra skill when she can't help it. This is the legendary cooperation!

He shouted excitedly: "Let's go on!"

So in the next few scenes, Feng Xue suddenly seemed to understand something, and started to cue Qinghe in the Feixing school field with a kind of "there is someone behind me". The buffer of the CD, at the end is, "Baby, he hit me, you help me to control him", "Baby help me, baby help me"...

Qinghe could still ignore him when he was writing, but after changing to Mo Xie's voice, Qinghe thought, he... can't stand it.

Can this be called tacit understanding?

This is called calling for help at best.

However, it fits perfectly with Feng Xue and Mo Xie's painting style.

Feng Xue was very satisfied: "Our tacit understanding is not to say that it is better than Jiang Lianfeng, but at least there is still some. When the martial arts conference starts, I will show everyone."

Qinghe thought, what exactly is in this person's mind?

……

After playing enough, the two gave up the cooperation of Feixing Field and quit to chat on the top of Tianxuan City.

Tianxuan City is like a blue-and-white landscape painted in light ink. The sky is faint, and the green leaves in the distance are also faint. In this distant scenery, one white and one red stand in the Tianxuan City of Feige Liudan On the top, looking at Qinghe's favorite scenery.

Inappropriately, Fengxue recalled a certain scene of opening an umbrella.

He lowered his head in shame.

It's really hard to look back.

He cleared his throat and asked Qing He: "Do you have any other arrangements?"

"No."

A pleasant and sound-quality voice seemed to ring in my ears, and Feng Xue trembled, feeling that she was being teased.

Qinghe had no way of noticing it, and continued: "Maybe just go offline like this."

Hearing this voice, Feng Xue inexplicably felt very at ease. He leaned on the computer desk and looked at the screen on the screen, "I always think it's amazing."

"Ok?"

With a suspicious syllable, the deer by the pond was gently teased again.

"Talking about such a common topic with you in such a quiet environment."

It was as if, another kind of progress had been made.

Qing He heard the same feeling.They have always heard each other's voices in the noisy background, and the surroundings will definitely not be as quiet as they are now... There will be many, many people gathered around.

"When was the last time I met you face to face like this?"

Saying this, Feng Xue held her face and couldn't help laughing, "The world is really wonderful."

and many more……

Feng Xue sat up straight, with a piercing expression.

Didn't he fall off the horse? ?

Why are you chatting with Qinghe so naturally? ? ?

Qing He knew that he was Mo Xie! !

Feng Xue felt that it was time for her to withdraw, but she was also reluctant to part with such a rare opportunity to get along with Qing He...

"You said last time?"

Qinghe's voice seemed to be close to the ear, the deer by the pond kicked its hooves twice, and picked up a few handfuls of dust, Fengxue smiled, no longer hesitated, just ignored this psychological process, it didn't matter if it lost its horse or something !

"Do you remember last time?"

Hearing Fengxue's unexpected voice, Qinghe frowned, how could he have forgotten what happened last time, "You gave me such a shock, do you think it is possible for me to forget?"

Feng Xue laughed twice, and leaned back in front of the computer, "It's pretty good if you remember."

The same memory, thinking about it this way, is also very touching.

The last time we talked face to face...

It seems to be Qinghe's birthday.

The three major factions of the White Lotus have always had the custom of celebrating their birthday collectively after all game activities are over on the day of the commander's birthday.Conductor colleagues or opponents with good singing skills on weekdays will turn on the microphone to present a song for them.It's just that there will definitely be unexpected surprises in these tracks.

And whenever there is a good event, the command CP that the masses love to interact with, then the birthday party will definitely have a grand effect.After finishing the work, because of this event, everyone will collectively go to the homepage of the forum.

On Qinghe's birthday last year, the commanders of the three major forces all attended the celebration one by one.

Among them, Mo Xie led a large army, traveled thousands of miles, crossed mountains and mountains, from En'e City to the power map of Shujian State, and finally stood in front of Tang Jialan, the leader of Shujian State.

Tang Jialan's NPC image does not come from any sect. As the young city lord of Tianquan City, he wears white clothes and wears a silver sword. He has a chic demeanor and a handsome face. He is the male god in the hearts of many female players.

If Mo Xingfeng is the evil, charming and handsome man in black clothes and red eyes, then Tang Jialan is the noble and elegant man with black hair and white clothes.How many years have passed, how much Jianghu atmosphere has been soaked in, but the young city lord is still as high as he used to be in Tianquan City.

Mo Xie led people to stand in front of Tang Jialan, and the mechanism master in gray was smiling.And he himself appeared in YY in Shujianzhou.

With his magnetic voice and standard Mandarin, he recited a CP essay by Tianshu X Qinghe.

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Fengxue: The past seems...to be so unbearable again.