Chapter 67

New York, in the hotel room, Qi Zui was sitting on the bed with a laptop on his lap. He looked at Yu Yang's stunned face in the live broadcast interface and smiled, typing with one hand...

Drunk: [Agreed video, don't let me watch your live broadcast? 】

Drunk: [What happened to the phone? 】

In the base, Yu Yang stared at the screen dully, the barrage was swiping "Drunk", Yu Yang almost didn't recognize these letters.

Yu Yang hurriedly looked at his phone, he picked it up, and the charging cable was lifted up... He Xiaoxu's tablet was already fully charged, and he forgot it here.

Yu Yang unplugged He Xiaoxu's tablet and turned on his mobile phone.

Yu Yang turned on the microphone of the live broadcast and stammered an apology, "I'm sorry, the phone is out of power..."

Qi Zui typed quickly.

Drunk: [What's wrong with that. 】

Drunk: [How long are you training? 】

Yu Yang hadn't realized why Qi Zui was watching his live broadcast, so he said truthfully, "It's still two hours..."

Drunk: [? 】

Drunk: [It's one o'clock in the morning, and two hours of training? 】

Yu Yang's lips moved, cowardly, and whispered to Qi Zui to discuss, "That one, an hour... is it alright?"

The barrage went crazy again in an instant.

【Is this the voice of my God? How has it changed? 】

【Shi Geng......】

【Youth! ! ! Wake up! ! ! What’s wrong with you? ! Do you usually have the aura of just gunning in front of people? ! ! 】

【what's the situation? Who is this who sent the advanced barrage? Why are you all crazy? Why is Youth so soft? 】

【Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah……】

On the barrage, Qi Zui's special effects barrage was refreshed, overshadowing the other barrages.

Drunk: [Well, practice. 】

After Qi Zui typed these words, he didn't post any more barrages, but the fans went crazy.

Yu Yang's popularity in the live broadcast room doubled several times in a few minutes, and the barrage was brushed quickly, layer after layer.

[Meet Drunk in the air, woohoo…]

[Can I wait for my Qi Shen to broadcast live by myself in my lifetime? Can I wait for my Qi Shen to broadcast live by himself? 】

[Ask a question, is Qi Shen only active in other people's live broadcast rooms now? A large group of ten and two thousand people stood guard day and night, ambushing everywhere, and we only saw him in other people's live broadcast rooms. 】

[I've been to other people's live broadcast rooms, but it's at Yangshen's place right now. Other live broadcast rooms have blocked him. Drunk, the only man who was blocked by several teams together, feels distressed...]

[Yangshen will definitely not pull Qi Zui black, it's too late to like it, after a cold face all night, Qi Shen has an expression in the moment he comes, oh! Disappointing. 】

[My husband was air-conditioned by his husband, and wearing the double green crown makes me feel so excited. 】

【Wait! Why does Drunk say it wants video? Is he out of town? Why did you go? Why did you go? Does anyone know? 】

【Do you want a video? Video what? 】

Yu Yang mechanically opened the game client, the barrage was flashing too fast, Yu Yang couldn't see it clearly, he saw many people asking where Qi Zui went, he adjusted the microphone and said in a low voice, "Captain is out for business, Not at base."

Only a few people inside HOG knew about Qi Zui's surgery. Yu Yang didn't want to say more. After replying, he stopped answering the barrage and continued the game.

However, Yu Yang is now operating completely by inertia, and his mind has long been empty.

Qi Zui has already arrived at the hotel?

He couldn't contact him, so he came to see himself in the live broadcast room?

When did it come?

How long have you been here?

I still have the camera on...

Yu Yang suddenly reacted, Qi Zui could see himself!

Yu Yang straightened his sitting posture without a trace.

Yu Yang glanced at the camera. He had just washed his hair at noon, but he hadn't tied it up. His yellow hair was shattered by the earphones.

When the safe area was refreshed, Yu Yang lay down under the cover, took off his earphones, grabbed a rubber band on his hand, quickly tied his hair, and quickly put on his earphones.

Fans went crazy with laughter when they saw Yu Yang's smooth movements.

[Hahahahahahahahaha has reminded you that your hair is messy since the launch. 】

[Hey, when my husband came, he knew he had to tie his hair? 】

【a thankful heart! Thank God Qi! If you don't come to Yangshen, you don't care about this at all, mad die...]

[Who made my little brother regain the burden of idols? Just now I was swiping the screen to say that you are chicken nest, what about your indifference? 】

[Is Qi Shen watching the live broadcast with me? Is Qi Shen watching the live broadcast with me? Is Qi Shen watching the live broadcast with me? 】

Yu Yang took the time to glance at the barrage, his ears were getting red, he didn't know if Qi Zui was still there, but Qi Zui's account was indeed in the live broadcast room and he didn't log out.

I don't know if I'm still watching...

Did you take a shower yet? After flying for so long, you must be tired, right?

have you eaten?

Or are you already lying down, just waiting for your training to end?

Shouldn't you watch it again? It's been a long time since the barrage was posted.

Yu Yang had too many distractions in his heart. In the final round, he made a mistake and was shot in the head.

There was a good-natured joke on the barrage.

Yu Yang took a deep breath and exited to rearrange.

The next one, Yu Yang, landed and didn't handle it properly, and he made another low-level mistake - he didn't load the gun right away when he got the gun. On his leg, only one-third of the blood was lost, Yu Yang ducked around the wall, quickly loaded the bullet, turned around and killed the opponent.

Yu Yang let out a sigh of relief, if he made such a mistake in practice games, he would probably be scolded by Lai Hua.

Yu Yang continued to search for supplies. Yu Guangli glanced at the live broadcast assistant, and the barrage exploded again.

Yu Yang opened the barrage and looked at it.

Drunk: [Tired? 】

Drunk: [Take a rest when you are sleepy, there is no point in training like this. 】

Yu Yang paused, and his face instantly turned red.

But this time it wasn't out of shame.

Yu Yang recalled the mistake just now, his face was hot.

Qi Zui had been watching the live broadcast...

Watching myself keep making horrible, low-level mistakes.

In the barrage, a few sunspots borrowed the topic to play, and immediately began to bring the rhythm.

[Have you heard? Qi Zui couldn't stand it any longer. 】

【Pros? Champion? Such mistakes are hilarious. 】

【? ? ? ? ? ? 】

[Black fans clocked in to work? Does your favorite player never make a mistake? Did you have a crush on a robot? 】

[Housing management is working, what are you waiting for? 】

[Qi Zui is scolding you as a child bride? Don't you cp fans brush their sweetness all day long? This sweet barren? 】

【Qi Zui can't watch it anymore, Qi Zui can't watch it anymore, Qi Zui can't watch it anymore...】

Yu Yang wouldn't be rhythmized by black fans, he just couldn't bear to make such a mistake, and Qi Zui saw it all.

Yu Yang gritted his teeth, opened the map and glanced at the safe area, and ordered himself not to make any more mistakes. He marked a point on the map, and after zooming out the map, the social voice software on his computer rang.

Yu Yang was afraid that he would make another mistake. He didn't want to read the news at first, but the software information kept jumping, Yu Yang quickly clicked...

Drunk: Typing without tone, not training you.

Drunk: can only react after watching them swipe the barrage.

Drunk: Pick up a voice?

Qi Zui sent a voice call, Yu Yang was stunned, and instinctively accepted.

At the same moment, Qi Zui's voice synchronised into the live broadcast room.

"You hit you, just hang up the voice."

Qi Zui had been on a plane for such a long time, with a full twelve hours of jet lag, day and night were reversed, making his voice a little tired, slightly different from normal days, but fans in the live broadcast room recognized it immediately.

【Qi Zui? Is this Qi Zui's voice? Qi drunk! ! ! ! ! ! ! 】

【what's the situation? Is this connected to the voice? Even wheat? 】

[This voice is a bit gentle... can't stand it, cry, Drunk, you didn't use this tone when you broadcast live... 】

[Which sunspot said just now that Qi Zui scolded me for being god-like? Is this tone cursing? Then ask Qi God to scold me like this every day, okay? 】

[Ooh, ooh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, please continue...]

[After a few months, I actually heard my husband's voice here at Youth...]

Yu Yang understood in a moment.

Qi Zui was afraid that the barrage he posted just now would cause misunderstandings and make fans think that he was showing his face in public.

Yu Yang's heart was hot.

On the other end of the voice, Qi Zui cleared his throat, "That mistake just now... Did you get a little nervous when I looked at it this way?"

Yu Yang was inexplicably a little ashamed.

With so many people watching, Yu Yang didn't know what to say, he moved his lips and said in a low voice, "A little..."

Qi Zui smiled: "Let's run away from the poison, I'm watching you."

Hearing Qi Zui's voice, Yu Yang's heart beat a little faster, he took a sip of cold water and moved to a car.

Qi Zui didn't bother Yu Yang very much, and only occasionally turned on the microphone to remind him a few words.

"In this case, you'd better change to the second parking space when you stop and spray medicine."

"It's not an official game, nor is it a training match, but this awareness has to be there."

"This slide is meaningless, pay attention to the N direction."

"Unload the tire first and then blow up the car. It's better to sweep up from the tire... This is a small slope, and the car may slide down if it blows up, so it can't be used as a bunker."

When Yu Yang had Tianxiu's actions, Qi Zui would also open the microphone to praise him.

"clever."

"nice."

"pretty."

Yu Yang listened to Qi Zui's voice and finished the game, his ears became red.

After Yu Yang finished playing the game, Qi Zui talked a lot.

"It's a good match..." Qi Zui seemed to look at the time, he paused for a moment, and asked, "It's still twenty minutes before two o'clock, let's play another match?"

Yu Yang hesitated: "You...Are you tired? Otherwise, I will..."

Yu Yang wanted to say otherwise, I would have made a video with you first and then came back to train, but he couldn't say such words during the live broadcast.

"No, you hit you." Qi Zui didn't let Yu Yang toss, "Just make a video when you're done... It's not that tired."

Qi Zui glanced at the barrage and tapped the keyboard with his long fingers, "I'd love to stay up late with you, you'll hit you."