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Chapter 4
Chapter 4
Qi Zui's voice fell to the ground, and he clicked on the live broadcast assistant. At the moment, his live broadcast room was already popular with more than 8 million people.
【Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...]
【What's the situation? ! ! ! ! ! ! ! 】
【Is this Youth the Xiao Yangshen I know? Is it is it? Has he entered HOG? ! ! ! ! 】
[Hahahahahaha, did you HOG sign people based on their looks? 】
[Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa Is there something I don't know? 】
【Who is Youth? Why does he like Qi Shen? 】
[Ah, no, although I have only learned German for half a year, why do I feel that Qi Shen's translation just now is a bit strange? 】
[I don't understand, but my husband speaks German well! 】
[Hahahaha, Qi Zui, you old rascal, do you really think no one can understand? See you on the forum hahahaha. 】
[What happened to Qi Shen today ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah, he was teasing me after calling the police! ! ! 】
[Those who understand it express that they are going crazy, my Qi, are you floating or my German special eight can't hold a knife? 】
There are so many people watching the live broadcast, and some of them can speak German, not to mention that Qi Zui has screen recordings every time he broadcasts.
Qi Zui has been in the rhythm all the year round and doesn't care, Yu Yang can't understand it now.
Yu Yang really didn't understand, he couldn't even tell whether the foreigner was speaking English or German.
In the training room on the first floor, Yu Yang felt cold at his fingertips and his chest was pounding non-stop.
In the game interface, Youth was like a rookie who had just played the game, exposed to the window, motionless.
What can he say?
To be honest, will Qi Zui ask next sentence: Are you addicted to being cheap and want to use a routine to let me continue to take care of you in HOG?
"You don't have to force yourself to play this with me."
This was the last sentence Qi Zui said to him a year ago.
After Qi Zui left, Yu Yang laboriously restored his mobile phone information and found Qi Zui's contact information.
He also tried to contact Qi Zui, but the news went nowhere.
It took more than half a year for Yu Yang to react. It was useless to contact Qi Zui. He couldn't explain what happened last time.
Yu Yang gritted his teeth, if he was lying now...
In the training room on the third floor, Qi Zui turned off the barrage prompt and switched back to the game interface... The little lama next to Yu Yang's game ID never lights up.
In the live broadcast room, the barrages overlapped and the screen was full, but there was no sound in the game interface.
In the game, the safe area has begun to shrink, and the German brother seems to feel that the atmosphere is a bit wrong. He tentatively asked: "Wohin gehen wir" (Where are we going?)
Qi Zui was stunned for a moment, then pulled back the keyboard: "I speak German so well, I probably didn't translate it correctly, what he said was..."
"like."
On the game interface, the small speaker behind HOG-Youth flashed.
In the training room on the first floor, Yu Yang's eyes were red, he lowered his head and threw a few extra accessories, installed the magnifying glass, opened the frame gun and looked out the window, waiting for Qi Zui's cynicism.
When he came to HOG youth training, Yu Yang was already ready.
He had heard people say that the PUBG team was Qi Zui's one-stop shop, and when he entered HOG, he was ready to be rectified by Qi Zui.
He was not afraid of Qi Zui bullying him.
Yu Yang's lips trembled slightly, he pinched his neck, and repeated in a deep voice, "I like it."
After speaking, he turned his face and rubbed his face quickly on his shoulder.
【My mom ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah... 】
[Hahahahaha I'm going this is the first time I heard the voice of Youth, I like the voice of this little wolf dog! 】
【What's going on? ! 】
[HOG has an internal dinner today? Are you drunk? 】
[Calm down, who doesn't like Qi Shen who plays PUBG? What are you excited about? 】
【啊啊啊啊我不活了有生之年啊啊啊啊天知道我从火焰杯就萌这两个人了! Does anyone know that Qi Zui directed Youth back then? 】
In the training room on the third floor, the corners of Qi Zui's mouth slowly picked up.
Qi Zui coughed, raised his hand to hold his earphones, opened the map and showed a red dot, and there was a little smile in his voice: "Dort, das rote Zeichen." (This is the red marked area.)
The German brother agreed, and another teammate who had never driven a microphone found a car and picked up the three of them. The four of them got into the car and ran for drugs. They drove all the way to the room in the safe area marked by Qi Zui before they began to distribute equipment.
Naturally, Qi Zui still took the big sniper. Qi Zui's pre-judgment position was excellent. The second circle was still here. The few people didn't need to run for the poison, and they continued to squat in the guard area. Circle waiting for delivery.
Qi Zui was guarding the second floor. He opened the mirror and looked at it for a while, then out of the corner of his eye, he saw that Youth was standing behind him.
Yu Yang's game character hesitated, walked slowly to Qi Zui's side, and put a medical box at Qi Zui's feet.
The medical kit, the only medicine in the game that can restore a character's HP to 100% at one time, is a relatively rare consumable.
A year ago, Yu Yang did the same, giving himself the ice cream that the organizer gave him every day.
In fact, Qi Zui didn't like eating ice cream much, and things like Haagen-Dazs were not uncommon to him.
But he knew that Yu Yang liked it.
Yu Yang thought it was good, so he would keep it for himself.
Qi Zui sighed lightly and turned on the microphone: "You don't want it?"
Yu Yang didn't know that Qi Zui was running the live broadcast. He seemed to be afraid that the two passers-by teammates would hear it, so he whispered quickly, "You use it."
After that, Yu Yang put down two more bottles of painkillers, then quickly turned around and went downstairs, and continued to go to the direction assigned to him by the card.
Qi Zui had mixed feelings in his heart, he didn't flirt anymore, and Yu Yang didn't turn on the mic any more. With the two of them around, it was no accident that he ate chicken in this game.
The German boy was reluctant to part, and he said, "Sehr glücklich, Sie zu treffen! (I'm so happy to meet you!)
Qi Zui smiled and said sincerely before quitting the game: "China und Deutschland Freundschaft für immer." (The friendship between China and Germany will last forever.)
Because it was a random group, after exiting the game, there was only Qi Zui on the standby interface.
In the live broadcast assistant, the barrage in Qi Zui's live broadcast room was frantically swiping. Qi Zui didn't watch it. He stared at the game character for a while, and said lightly, "Let's broadcast it here today, good night everyone."
After talking, turned off the live broadcast and took off headphones.
In the training room on the first floor, Yu Yang also appeared for a long time. Until his heartbeat finally became normal, he hesitated again and again, opened the game, entered Qi Zui's ID, and sent a friend request.
Yu Yang waited for almost half an hour, but Qi Zui didn't reply.
Yu Yang rubbed his face, recalling the details of the game just now, how could he feel that he was completely stupid, someone with a slightly normal mind must think that he was deliberately trying to show his favor.
Qi Zui didn't laugh at him face to face, probably because a passerby recognized him.
Qi Zui was still a gentleman... It would be too embarrassing not to be in front of those two passersby.
Putting himself in his shoes, Qi Zui would be fine if he didn't fix himself, but now he can't wait to draw a clear line with himself, probably... he doesn't care about being sarcastic.
Yu Yang was upset, he took off his headphones and got up, ready to wash his face.
Yu Yang walked out of the training room on the first floor and paused.
In the middle of the night, the corridor on the first floor was empty, with only a few spotlights on. At the other end of the corridor, a tall Qi Zui was leaning against the wall in his team uniform, holding a tube of scalding cream in his hand.
Qi Zui looked at Yu Yang and said indifferently, "Does your hand hurt?"