"It's not nonsense."

Yu Zhaohan said, "I don't have his WeChat."

Lao Tan is inexplicable: "Then you add it."

Yu Zhaohan fell silent. He and Lao Tan have known each other for a long time, and they have gone through many storms together. Maybe, he can try to talk to Lao Tan. "Do you think Timeless has a high chance of staying at R.H."

"Big. What does Lao Lu look like his baby now? As long as he wants to, he can definitely stay."

Yu Zhaohan nodded: "In other words, I'm likely to be his captain in the future."

Lao Tan didn't understand: "So what?"

Yu Zhaohan said: "On the surface, Timeless is free and easy to get along with, but he is more arrogant than anyone else." To make Shi Du truly recognize him and obey him, just relying on a face is not enough.

In the e-sports circle of "Destination", most people, whether they are Yu Zhaohan's team members or not, are polite to him and even respect him, which shows that his law of pretending is effective. But I don't know if it was his delusion, he always felt that Shi Du could see through everything - dared to call him "brother", asked him if he wanted to hug him, and even gave him a little rabbit to hold a radish.

The two powerful weapons for him to pretend to be successful are appearance and technique. But Shi Du likes the little beauty and doesn't like his appearance; technically, the two play different positions, each has their own strengths, and there is not much comparability.

To sum up, this brother is not easy to cheat at all.

Yu Zhaohan suddenly realized that when he was complaining about Shidu, he had already removed the word "stinky" from "smelly brother".

After hearing Yu Zhaohan say so much, Lao Tan was still at a loss: "Then what?"

After a wave of analysis, Yu Zhaohan made himself a little irritable, and became more and more uncertain about recovering his younger brother. He glanced coldly at Lao Tan, feeling tired of playing the piano: "Idiot."

Lao Tan said "hey", his dignity as a human being drove him to open his mouth and curse back. But Yu Zhaohan was standing in front of him, with a slender body and a slight frown between his brows, looking at him as if he was hugging the cold Xingshuang in his eyes.

Lao Tan lost his temper for a moment, and swallowed his words abruptly. He's not a human being, he's Yan Gou, and Yan Gou can't get angry when he is called an idiot by a beauty. "Anyway, you don't want to take the initiative to add Timeless's WeChat, right?"

Yu Zhaohan had a world-weary face and didn't speak.

"Then I ask him to add you?"

"No need." Yu Zhao said coldly, "Just have a group."

Chapter 17

A group of people ate hot pot until three or four in the morning the day before, and slept together until the afternoon the next day before getting up. Shidu and Cheese met in the restaurant, and after eating the meal left by their aunt, they walked slowly into the training room. Yu Zhaohan and Qi Xian were already in the double row.

"Xian Xian, I suspect that the brain flower you gave me yesterday is not familiar at all. I felt like I went to heaven several times last night..." Cheese said, lying on Qi Xian's chair, "Wait, let the captain call you Help?!"

Qi Xian took off his earphones and said helplessly: "Both C's have been robbed, and the captain would rather milk people don't want to be beaten in tanks."

Shi Du sat on the gaming chair, slid to Yu Zhaohan's side and glanced at him: "Are you sure he can breastfeed?"

Qi Xian pointed at the grayed-out screen and spread his hands: "So I'm dead."

Yu Zhaohan's concentration is very strong, and he is hardly affected by the outside world when playing games. Even with a few teammates chattering on the side, he remained motionless, addicted to output.

Yes, addicted to output. This is a shooting game. As long as the gun shoots the head accurately, the nurse can also be a sharpshooter.

His teammates were killed one after another. Yu Zhaohan put away the healing beam, took out his small pistol, and "ding ding ding" at close range to the tank that rushed towards him. As long as he kills fast enough, his teammates don't need his milk.

It's a pity that the tank on the opposite side was too thick with blood, and there was a nurse following him. After being beaten to half blood by Yu Zhaohan, a mech rammed and killed Yu Zhaohan's little nurse.

Facing the grayed-out screen and the huge [defeat], Yu Zhaohan opened his eyes wide and opened his lips slightly in annoyance. Then, he saw the reflection of his younger brother on the screen, and his lips immediately pursed into a cold straight line.

Shi Du couldn't help but chuckle. The seventeen-year-old boy's presence is too strong, even if the two of them are not too close, Yu Zhaohan can still feel the heat and vitality radiating from him.

Yu Zhaohan narrowed his eyes displeasedly, trying to keep his younger brother away from him. A crisp sound rang in his ears, it was the sound of the pull tab of the can being opened, and then he smelled a sweet, fragrant smell.

Yu Zhaohan turned around and saw that Shi Du was holding a freshly opened cup of Wangzai milk in his hand, and there was a bottle of green tea and a small box of ice on the table. He didn't want to take the initiative to ask, but when he saw Shi Du mixed green tea and Wangzai's milk in the shaker cup, he couldn't hold back, and asked, "What are you doing?"

"Homemade Milk Green."

Yu Zhaohan's eyes were frosty: "Waste things."

Shi Du raised his eyebrows: "Last time you thought chocolate milk was too greasy, but this time you won't be tired." Shi Du picked up the empty glass Yu Zhaohan put on the table, poured half of the milk green into it, and pushed Go to him, "Try it."

Yu Zhaohan was unmoved: "I'm not interested."

Shi Du observed Gao Leng Beauty's expression for a while, and suddenly became domineering: "You must try."

Yu Zhaohan looked down at the half cup of homemade milk green.

He didn't want to try it either, but the younger brother had already poured the milk green into his glass and was still talking so loudly.

Yu Zhaohan picked up the cup, gave Shi Du a "let's give you some face", and took a sip.

Shi Du asked, "How is it?"

Yu Zhaohan put on his earphones, covered his ears, and said in a light voice, "It's okay." He pushed Shi Du's shake cup aside, "Don't let your things exceed this line, it will affect me."

Shi Du stared at the three-eighth line formed by the splicing of the table, and questioned his soul: "I'm in elementary school, are you my tablemate?"

"You love drinking so much, what's the difference between you and a primary school student."