MTL - PUBG Online Romance of the Century-Chapter 47

Looking at the dark screen, Yu Yan didn't know for a while whether to shock Lu Xiuhe first or to distress his computer first.

After a short while, he sighed, and first picked up the phone and wiped the Coke on the screen.

Yu Yan: Not online dating. Something went wrong with me, I'll talk about it later.

After sending the hair, he grabbed the carton and squatted down, cut off the socket, and wiped the host.

The harder it gets, the harder it feels.

Sure enough, there was no one-way disaster. He just felt that there was no way to wipe the cola on the host.

He took a picture of him on Weibo and reluctantly asked for leave.

This leave anchor, it seems he is set.

Because it was suddenly black, the number of comments below Weibo was scary.

[I rely on it, you can just watch the ghost movie, the ghost just wants to come out and make a head, your screen goes black directly, do you want to scare me? ? 】

[I quickly pulled out my peace sign! 】

[Rich, strong, democratic, civilized, harmonious ...]

Yu Yanshe thought for a while, and it was really scary. The mood of depression was finally relaxed because of these comments.

After drying the host, he changed his clothes and went out holding it.

After all, it's the guy who uses it to eat. It won't work out soon.

"You're all immersed in the water." The maintenance engineer looked around. "The hardware was pretty good a few years ago. It's used now, it seems to be a little old. It also costs a lot of money to repair the hardware. It's bound to be restored as before, it's better to add a few thousand more and buy a new host. "

It's not who Yu Yan is targeting. There are at least 998 computer repair shops, at least 998 are pit people, so they bully laymen can't understand the hardware. But Yu Yan is not a layman. He has seen many workers at the base before assembling computers, and occasionally explaining them to them. In this case, he only needs to change two or three pieces of hardware. It doesn't add up to 3,000 yuan. If he has no actual combat experience, he really wants to get started.

"No, just replace the bad hardware," he said. "What is the price and how long does it take to repair?"

Seeing that he wasn't in the suit, the repairman quoted a price: "If repairing ... you will get it the next morning."

"Ok."

It was nine o'clock at night from the repair shop.

It wasn't until his stomach gurgled that he remembered that the takeaway he had just ordered was still on the computer table, and it was probably cool now.

Now that it's cold, he is not in a hurry to go back. I found a spicy hot pot on the side of the road and digged in. I ordered a package of more than thirty yuan in one breath.

At this point in time, there were not many people in the shop. Yu Yan sat in a corner and just ate two bites. A couple entered the shop and sat behind him.

He was sitting in the corner to try to be quiet. I didn't expect that the little couple seemed to be quarreling. As soon as the girl sat down, she said, "I'll tell you this well. What do you have to drag me in?" "

The man said, "So many people in the street just now, you don't think it's shameful, I think it's shameful."

"Okay, do you still think I'm shameful? Why didn't you think you were shameful when you were derailed?"

"Don't talk nonsense, I'm not derailed."

"Don't derail?" The girl sneered, and threw chopsticks. "What do you mean by talking to that female anchor in the middle of the night? You still play games every day? Your live account also gave her thousands of gifts Don't think I don't know, I checked them all! "

The man's face changed: "You actually checked my phone?"

"Well, what have you done, and you are afraid of being discovered?"

Yu Yan immediately felt that the fish tofu in his mouth had changed flavor, and he didn't eat anything delicious.

There was no tendency for the two to stop. Yu Yan hurriedly pulled two bites of noodles again, and quickly got up to pay.

When he got home, he threw away the takeaway, took a bath in the bathroom, and lay down in bed thinking about life.

Lu Xiuhe was right, no one would be angry because his friend was good to others, at least he was not such a person.

But he couldn't lie to himself.

1 Did you like other anchors, did you get tired of watching his live broadcast, did you think he was annoying ...

He cares all of this.

He took out his mobile phone, logged into Xingkong TV with his trumpet, and entered the live broadcast room called Xiaomi.

The woman is wearing a short skirt and wearing a short skirt, sitting at a computer desk and playing games. The video angle is down, and she can see her overlapping legs, thin and white.

On the starboard list in the upper right corner of the live broadcast room, there is also the name 1, which is just ranked 10th in the live broadcast room.

Her voice is the same as others, coquettish and charming: "Thank you Brother Yongxing, do you love you, kiss a mua ~"

"What's wrong, the skirt can't be shorter anymore. The platform is going to seal me. Don't bother."

The barrage screens below are also very restricted. Yu Yan has never seen such a sexually explicit commentary from the female anchor.

The taste of 1 changed so much that he couldn't keep up.

For a while, he slowly opened WeChat, and chat with Lu Xiuhe was still in second place. The word "online dating" above made him nervous.

He has been surfing the Internet for so many years and naturally encountered everything. Most of the girls came to him for online dating, but he did not agree with any of them.

A netizen said that surfing the internet and not dating online is a waste of electricity. After careful calculation, he has been wasting electricity for many years.

No way, he never blushed, nervous or shy about anyone.

But now it does.

Yu Yan stared at the head of that dark night full moon, thinking that he did not have online dating.

He is in a single love.

There are several favorite voices. Yu Yan can use their voices as sleeping pills and leisure time. When the announcer, cv announces a relationship or get married, he can happily bless each other in his heart.

But to 1, he can't. Just thinking about it, he feels stuffy in his chest.

He seems to be real and likes 1.

Yu Yan grabbed the phone, opened the dialog box of 1 and wanted to say something, but he held back again and again.

He is a man and likes another man, which is strange for many people.

And he knows too little about 1.

For example, what does 1 do, how old it is, and what it looks like.

For another example, 1 has no girlfriend or even a family.

Yu Yan didn't dare to think about it any more, and quickly closed the other party's dialog box.

... They are just netizens.

This awareness made him instantly sober.

He looked at the other person's head for a long time, then opened the settings, gritted his teeth, and cancelled the top.

Stop loss in time, this is his most commonly used method.

——

"Well, it's too showy." Mo Nancheng lay on a bench and said to a friend around him, "Why do you say that Chen is so showy? This swimming posture, this figure, all the swimming pool people are watching him. "

My friend laughed: "You envy?"

"I envy a fart." Mo Nancheng coughed softly. "If I do a little work, I can get this figure!"

As soon as the words fell, the man in the pool had quickly swam to this side, holding his hands on the stone bricks, and stood up sharply. The lines on his body were a little tight because of his strength, not the scary large muscles of a fitness coach, but With a good healthy figure, the back muscles on the scapula can't keep the eyes behind.

"Say me?" Yi Chen grabbed the towel and put it on his shoulder.

"Fuck me, I don't have your spirit in Shunfeng's ears," Mo Nan enlightened, "praising you."

Yi Chen sneered: "Get off."

Mo Nancheng stretched his waist: "I ran for a day today, the golf in the morning, the gym in the evening, and the swimming pool in the evening. I felt like I was ten years old."

Yi Chen: "I didn't let you follow."

This is his regular schedule. He has to choose one day of fitness every weekend. There are family dinners this weekend, so he temporarily moved to Wednesday.

Mo Nancheng: "We will make a fresh picture. You will never see us next time."

Yi Chen ignored him and picked up his cell phone for a while, but didn't turn on.

I don't know when it has been turned off automatically.

"What's the matter with you, I watched my phone for a day, and have a job?" Mo Nancheng asked.

"No." Yi Chen turned and walked towards the bath room.

"Hey, wait for me." Mo Nancheng quickly followed, "Yes, I will go to Manyang the day after tomorrow. Would you like to be together?"

Yi Chen glanced at him: "What to do?"

"Hey, the female dj asked me to see the sea."

"Don't go."

"Really?" Mo Nancheng lowered his voice and the thief asked, "You don't want that little boy last time?"

Yi Chen frowned.

"What's our relationship, are you still hiding me? Is it interesting?" Mo Nan enlightened. "Yi Ran told me, you are a real beast."

Yi Chen didn't know what Yi Ran's fool had told him.

"No, no time," he said. "There are parties at home on weekends."

Mo Nancheng laughed and laughed: "Okay, when you are free, let's go again and again."

Yi Chen ignored him and took home after taking a shower.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw Yi Ran walking the cat in the living room.

"Brother ... are you back?" Yi Ran gave a weak voice, "Why don't you get back my message?"

"The phone is dead."

The cat saw him, jumped off Yi Ran's feet, ran to him, and rubbed his calf with his tail.

Seeing Yi Ran's guilty conscience, he asked, "What's the matter?"

"Ah ... that's it."

Today, Yi Ran School asked for a dissertation, but it happened that his computer was in school, and he was too lazy to run back to get it, so he wanted to find Yi Chen to borrow a computer.

After sending a message without getting a reply, the school side hurried again, so he went into Yi Chen's study by himself.

Before Yi Chen did not start playing the game, the desktop computer was basically put on the ashes, and all the files were on his laptop and the company's computer. Therefore, there was no password on the desktop of the study, and Yi Ran easily got it.

After finishing the dissertation, Yi Ran found that the WeChat group of friends was saying that a certain female anchor was unsatisfactory. When he was curious, he opened the webpage to see the excitement.

"The female anchor said, a meteor will eat a live broadcast, so **** strange, I didn't hold back, I forgot that it was your account that was automatically logged in above—"

Yi Chen: "... What to eat?"

Yi Ran repeated.

Yi Chen: "What's your name?"

"Forget," Yi Ran added in a very encouraging sentence, "... you can go to your homepage to see the gift-giving information."

Yi Chen nodded and said before entering the room: "Pack up tomorrow and get out, or I'll pack you in front of your parents in the weekend."

Ignoring the sorrow outside the door, Yi Chen returned to the room, and the first thing was to connect the phone to the charging cable.

After two minutes, the phone turned on.

Yi Chen was changing clothes, and heard the WeChat prompt from the mobile phone, and raised her mouth in a good mood.

After changing his suit, he walked slowly to the bed and opened WeChat.

Of the 22 messages, three came from the assistant and nineteen from his stupid cousin.

With his mouth closed, he directly deleted Yi Ran's information and refreshed the WeChat homepage again--

No matter how you brush, you didn't brush out the information of the small anchor.

Every day, the small anchor will send him a message, occasionally an emoticon, and occasionally a greeting. Even now, it has been basically the same.

He turned on his computer and clicked into his favorite live room.

It's dark, and only those who hang up in the studio.

Yi Chen frowned, picked up his phone, and sent a message first.

1: Not broadcasting today?

There was something wrong with Xu, and he didn't reply for a long time. He thought about it, and clicked Weibo, which wasn't the last one in 100 years.

Because there were few followers, he just opened the homepage and posted the other new Weibo post.

[Starry sky tvyanxyan: The computer has been showered, please take a vacation, I will make up the live broadcast time in the future, I ’m really sorry [big cry] [picture]]

He opened the picture, and there was still water on the chassis. The boy's hand went into the mirror, and he held a piece of paper. The paper was stained with water stains, and it also had some color.

The boys' fingers are fair and slender, they look good, they are not suitable for typing on the keyboard, they are more suitable for playing the piano.

1: The computer is broken?

After a while, I finally got a reply.

Little anchor: Well.

1: Just right, take time to rest.

Little anchor: ... eh.

Yi Chen stared at this word, always feeling that the small anchor was not in a good mood.

1: The computer is broken, unhappy?

Little anchor: ...

Little anchor: Yeah.

1: The old one does not go to the new one.

Little anchor: ...

Sure enough, everyone likes the new and hates the old. It is true for the goods, for people, and for the anchor.

Yu Yan didn't know what to reply, but could only knock out a few points dryly.

1: Do not start broadcasting, what do you plan to do.

Yu Yan held the phone, looked at the beach background wallpaper that he set, and then casually said: Look at the sea.

Yi Chen remembered what Mo Nancheng mentioned today. There is a beach in Manyang, famous for its crystal clearness. It is said that he can even look into the sea through the sea, but he is busy and has never been there.

1: Does it look good?

Little anchor: It looks good.

How good-looking do you make it?

At this point, Yi Chen should no longer be aware of the indifference of the other party is a fool.

He put the phone on the table, waited for nearly five minutes, and the phone stopped moving.

Sure enough, if he doesn't continue the topic, the other party will not return.

This was originally the result he expected—to alienate him, and after the little anchor noticed his neglect, he would naturally have no other thoughts.

He only used this method for a week.

...

After only a week, did the small anchor give up?

Why are young people now impatient? ?

Yi Chen frowned, picked up the mobile phone, and slid upwards, only to find that the response from the young anchor today was at most three words, which was simply a capital indifference.

As it happens, he can be a water lover who watches the live broadcast quietly in the future, and no longer has to worry about anything else.

He threw his cellphone on the table and walked out of the study to prepare a cup of coffee.

Three minutes later, he was dark-faced, holding the cat in his hand, and holding the cat back to the study.

Then picked up the phone and played a video directly to the other party.

噔 ——

The screen flickered.

[The other party rejected your video request]

Little anchor: I am too sleepy to stop watching cats today.

"..."

The cat in her arms looked at the phone, and then looked at the owner: "... meow?"

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