I heard that there is someone on the anchor

"We don't have five rows. Recently, the test server can have five rows." Gao Lele went back to the room, changed his clothes and walked to the training room. Seeing several people sitting in front of the computer, he suggested on a whim.

Half of the second team ran away.

Gao Lele originally thought that Jiang Bulong and the others were leaving too, but they changed their minds just one night and planned to stay.

Everyone who is tall and tall said that he would spend the New Year with the lonely captain. If Zhou Zeqi hadn't said that the platform and the club would give a big red envelope to the live broadcast of the New Year's Eve, Gao Lele would have believed it.

"Steamed buns don't come." Jiang Bolong turned on his computer, thinking that he would take this opportunity to live broadcast for a while.

Hu Xiaobing nodded and started the live broadcast.

Baotou - a delicate boy who gets acne when he eats hot pot.

So every time after eating hot pot Baotou, the first thing is to run back to the house and put on a mask to "calm" his face.

The left student was next to Hai Fei, and the two sat on the farthest edge. The left student quietly held Hai Fei's hand with one hand, and the large gaming chair just blocked the view.

There are six of them in total, and if there are five rows, there must be someone who cannot participate.

Zuo Tu wanted to know Hai Fei's circle of friends, so he asked, "Why doesn't he fight?"

Hai Fei shook his head and didn't say anything, trying to pull his hand out of his left disciple's palm.

Zuo Tu is the kind of person who looks like he is pampered and pampered on weekdays, so noble that he exudes the air of "I'm rich and I'm a big boss" from head to toe.

But his hands were much rougher than his own. Apart from the soft palms, there was a thick layer of calluses on the fingertips, thumbs, and thenars.

Zuo Tu felt and couldn't hold back, bowed his head and said in a low voice, "Your hands are so soft." He rubbed Hai Fei's fingers back and forth as he spoke, his behavior was very greasy.

Haifei's face was dull, expressionless, this was the first time he was played by someone at such an age.

To be honest, his hands are not small anymore, and his fingers are longer than ordinary people.As a result, Zuo's hand was a circle bigger than his.

With such long fingers, Hai Fei felt that it would be a pity to grow them on a box spirit like Zuo Tu.

"Let go quickly." Hai Fei tugged several times but did not break free.

After hearing this, Zuo disciple intensified and brought Hai Fei's hand in front of him, with an aggrieved expression on his face, and said in a low voice: "You are not like this in the car."

Hai Fei whispered: "...do you want some face?"

Zuo Tu smiled like a cat stealing fish, and said softly: "I like it if you are shameless and can't fool you..." The ending sound was particularly raised.

"I didn't, I didn't say anything." Hai Fei calmly turned his face away.

Zuo Tu leaned over and refused to let go, "You said you like it, and you still drink my milk at noon, do you still want to admit it?"

"...Can you talk well?" What does it mean to drink your milk.

Hai Fei never expected Zuo Tu to be so skinny... so skinny that his own character design completely collapsed.

A man who will be 28 after the Chinese New Year, naively said that he is a kindergarten student who is a friend of a black family.

"What about the things you said you wanted to show me in the arena?" Haifei changed the subject "exhausted".

The leftist looked at him, and took out his student ID card with yellow edges from his pocket.He covered the face of the card with his fingers, and said mysteriously: "You close your eyes first."

Hai Fei glanced at it, sighed and closed his eyes helplessly, but in his heart he guessed the owner of the student ID card.

Probably Zuo Tu got it by chance. He vaguely remembers that he lost a student ID card in his third year of junior high school.

"Look." Zuo Tu said in a low voice, and he even played a part of the sound with a clanging clang.

Hai Fei opened his eyes, and it took him two seconds to confirm that the photo on the student ID card was indeed his own. He took the student ID card from Zuo Tu's palm, and asked without any surprise, "Where did this come from?"

"Of course I picked it up." Zuo Tu was not very satisfied with Hai Fei's calmness, and was wondering?Surprised?why so calm

Dissatisfied dissatisfied with jpg.

Zuo disciple asked with undiminished interest: "Guess where I picked it up?"

"School?" Hai Fei frowned slightly, the time was too far away, and his memory of the entire junior high school was very blurred.

The left disciple slightly bumped Haifei's thigh with his knee, "No, it's an Internet cafe."

Zuo Tu noticed that Hai Fei was hearing the word "Internet cafe", his eyebrows moved slightly, and he blinked an extra time.

"You were 14 at the time, right? Going to an Internet cafe to play games?" Zuo Tu asked, curious about Hai Fei when he was a boy.

Hai Fei put his legs under the table, pressed Zuo Dishonest's knee by the way, and hummed casually.

The light from the computer screen shone on his face, outlining the lines of his beautiful profile, making it impossible for the onlookers to take their eyes off.

Hai Fei pursed the corners of his mouth, his lips were sunken. He didn't go to the Internet cafe to play games, but he did mix with a group of gamers.

At that time, there were few materials on homosexuality in China and it was very taboo. Hai Fei went to the library twice and found a dusty copy of "Gay Politics" in a corner. With the mobile phone by his side, Haifei pondered the idea of ​​going to the Internet cafe.

Later, something went wrong during the search, and Haifei accidentally watched a slightly larger-scale... tragic movie.

One of the male protagonists died, and the blood stained the white snow under him.

The other was married, with a woman.

The single-sound insulation effect of the Internet cafe is really bad. Hai Fei was out of breath for a long time after watching the movie. He was even passionate about the sex of two men half an hour ago.

A tragedy played by fate, before Hai Fei had time to sort out his complex emotions, he heard someone shouting and stabbing people outside.

"Let's start." Haifei withdrew his mixed thoughts and logged into the game. He turned his head and said to the left disciple, "Box, be a medical soldier for me."

Zuo disciple: "..." A box?So you are not like this, so you treat me as my baby... Zuo Tu thought sadly.

The three people who had watched silently a long time ago but only heard the last sentence in a normal volume had complex expressions, and they said "hmm, let's start.", "I'll change the name of the live broadcast room first." In fact, they were thinking in their hearts, Hai Brother may have misunderstood the medical soldiers.

Mr. Zuo would be fine if he didn't help them consume the first aid kit in reverse.

The author has something to say:

Just a short second update, thank you Margaret for mine, and everyone who sent the nutrient solution.

Umbrella appears in the next chapter (No matter what the spoiler is, it will appear in another chapter, the flag really can't stand QAQ)