The drop in temperature after the heavy rain a few days ago was just an accident in midsummer, and the scorching high temperature after the heavy rain is the norm at the end of August.

No one wants to go out on a hot day when the body surface temperature can reach 40 degrees, and Chu Qiaoyu is no exception.

He and Yu Lan's meeting today was scheduled after six o'clock in the evening, and it's not too late for dinner at this point.And the sun was setting, and it was just sweltering outside, at least not as hard to open one's eyes as in the afternoon.

In order to meet, he subscribed to tonight's live broadcast.

He asked for leave in the circle of water friends of Lemon Live, and tens of thousands of rabbit troops complained about it.

He sent out a leave note after the broadcast last night, and the water friends who are night owls like him quickly built tall buildings under the post.

"The front row sells milk tea and watermelon soda"

"Ask for leave, right? I'll go to see other anchors if I take leave, I don't lack you (smile)"

"Do you think that I will pamper you because you are handsome, yes, I really will! Tubao, how will I live without you tomorrow night (crying loudly)"

"Nizi, if you don't broadcast live, tell mom what to eat tomorrow night"

Chu Qiaoyu was puzzled: Why are the audience in his live broadcast room so... all kinds of weird?

Is it the same with other anchors?

After thinking about it, he entered always in the search box, and went to Yu Lan's circle of water friends for a few laps.

Yu Lan's original live broadcast frequency was single-digit times a month, but after he doubled with Chu Qiaoyu, he urged him to start the live broadcast, and the frequency rose to three or four times a week.

For a Pigeon anchor, this kind of live broadcast frequency is hard work, so fans of always go to Liufang's water circle every three days to thank the live broadcast model worker Chu Qiaoyu, and thank him for calling his own anchor double row all the year round.

In recent days, Yu Lan has not started the live broadcast again, and the viewers who have finally gotten used to the frequency of his live broadcast are not used to it anymore, but they do not rush, but are friendly and caring, and the circle of friends is full of "Lan Bao attentionYour own body", "It doesn't matter if you don't live broadcast, always being happy is the most important thing".

He was lost in thought: This is the difference between the audience and the audience...

Chu Qiaoyu put on his most expensive sneakers to go out, representing his highest standard of social etiquette.

Twenty minutes earlier than the appointed time, he arrived at the shopping mall where he had agreed to meet.

As the host, he can't let others come all the way and wait.

Chu Qiaoyu had only been sitting in the coffee shop on the square for a few minutes when Yu Lan sent him a message saying that he had arrived.

The mall has a lot of traffic on weekends. He knows Yu Lan's face, but he has never seen him in real life. It is not easy to find him in a crowd.

A man in a black long-sleeved top and trousers stood obliquely in front of him and looked down at his mobile phone.He looked at this person a few more times, and felt that Yu Lan was also a person who took this kind of high-cold route, so he sent a message in the dialog box: "You look back?"

Chu Qiaoyu was silent for a few seconds. After ten seconds, the figure in front of him turned around, looked around, and met his smiling eyes.

He took the initiative to walk over: "Yu Lan?"

"Hello." Yu Lan wanted to call him by his name, but found that he only knew the other party's surname was Chu, and knew nothing about his name, so he didn't know how to address him for a while.

Chu Qiaoyu introduced himself: "Qiaoyu, the bridge of bridges, the island of islands."

Yu Lan followed his name and walked behind him.

They came to the highest floor where the shopping mall and restaurants were located. However, almost every store on this floor was overcrowded, and the waiting seats outside the door were also full. He randomly asked a few stores, and the waiting number was close to double digits.

Chu Qiaoyu felt that there was no need to stand in line for tens of minutes just to have a meal, so he stopped and asked, "I didn't expect that there would be so many people in this newly opened shopping mall... Is there any store you particularly want to eat?"Is it? If not, how about we go out to eat?"

Yu Lan said, "No, let's go out to eat."

The two took the elevator downstairs and came out of the low-temperature air-conditioned shopping mall. In contrast, the weather outside could be said to be scorching hot.

Chu Qiaoyu had no interest in wandering outside on a hot day, so he didn't go too far, and sat down at a nearby fried bun shop.

After ordering, the two looked at each other, speechless.

Yu Lan is not the same as when playing games online.

Or a more accurate way of saying is that they finally got to know each other playing games in the canyon, and Yu Lan was no longer cold and silent like at the beginning, but when they met offline, the relationship seemed to go back to the beginning.

Chu Qiaoyu casually found a topic to break the silence: "Does your WeChat avatar have any special meaning?"

When he first added Yu Lan's wechat friend, he saw a pure black profile picture, and silently complained that the person who used this type of profile picture had a high probability of being either chuunibha or Bking.

But he naturally wouldn't say the complaints in his heart, but used a euphemistic way: "It makes people think you are very mysterious."

Yu Lan's eyes widened slightly, and then she smiled slightly: "Would you like to click on the big picture of my avatar?"

"Huh?" Chu Qiaoyu chatted awkwardly, really didn't expect his avatar to hide a mystery.

He found the person with the note "Lan Bao" on the contact interface, and clicked on his profile picture.

Sure enough, it was not the pure black that Chu Qiaoyu thought, but a little yellow on the pure black background, which was the size of a grain of rice. This yellow was so small that it was easy for others to notice it in a small picture.

"So this is..."

"It was taken after playing the league final for the first time."

Back then, when ZAG's five young and foreign players stood on the field, everyone only regarded them as small characters who were lucky enough to make it to the finals by accident, and no one took them seriously.

However, after the game, various game media, or players who watched the game live or online, remembered the names of each of their players.

"The game ended that day." For Yu Lan, this was indeed a precious experience, so that the reticent person became eloquent when he mentioned it. "The night sky I took when I walked out of the stadium was cloudy that day.The sky is starless, and the moon is dim."

"I think it's commemorative, so I used it as my avatar. It's been like this since I was sixteen. I didn't expect that six years have passed in a blink of an eye..." He pursed his lips, almost never swearing or cruel words.Ren, when he said the follow-up words, there was a bit of embarrassment in his tone, "At that time, I was really too young. I stood on the field with my teammates holding the trophy, and all I could think about was that I was number one in the world."

Even a professional player who looks calm on the surface has his own arrogance and arrogance in his heart.The morale of a young man under the age of twenty is inflammable, and it can be ignited with only a little flame.

"Even if it's okay to think so now," Chu Qiaoyu echoed sincerely, "always number one in the world!"

Yu Lan turned her head to look at him, this time the smile on his mouth was much more obvious than the previous few shallow smiles.He whispered, as if complaining: "Here we go again, you always..."

"Huh?" Chu Qiaoyu dipped a half-bitten pan-fried bun into the vinegar dish, "What's wrong with me?"

The steaming shredded pork noodles with pickled vegetables were served, interrupting what Yu Lan wanted to say next.

The taste of the noodle soup was clear and watery. Yu Lan picked up the vinegar bottle on the table and added some flavor into it. After barely eating a few mouthfuls of the noodles, she still found it tasteless.

He glanced at the freezer by the door, and finally couldn't resist opening the door of the freezer, and took out a glass bottle of grape-flavored soda.

After his master took a sip of the iced drink with a straw, it was left on the table, bubbling little bubbles unwillingly.

Chu Qiaoyu finished the pan-fried buns he ordered, but Yu Lan didn't see another sip. He reminded him kindly: "If you don't drink any more, the bubbles in the drink will run out."

Yu Lan said, "I'm waiting for it to get cold."

Chu Qiaoyu felt that what he said was strange, and pointed to the drinks on the outside shelf: "Then you can take the ones at room temperature."

Yu Lan said again: "But I want to drink ice."

Chu Qiaoyu probably understood his logic: he wanted to drink iced ones, but he couldn't drink them too cold, so he had to take a sip of the iced ones first to enjoy himself, and wait for the rest to drink when they were no longer cold.

Chu Qiaoyu said: "But when your drink is not so cold, the bubbles will run out. Carbonated drinks will have no soul without bubbles. What's the difference with sugar water?"

The bubbles and temperature of the soda seem to be in an endless loop that is difficult to break.

Yu Lan ate very slowly.Chu Qiaoyu was amused by the behavior of him eating a few mouthfuls of noodles and looking at the soda. He stretched out his fingers to touch the temperature of the glass bottle, and concluded: "It's still very cold. You probably won't be able to drink the noodles after eating."

Although Yu Lan didn't say anything while eating noodles, Chu Qiaoyu could feel almost substantive resentment.

He held the cold glass bottle in both hands.

Yu Lan froze: "Aren't your hands cold?"

"Don't you want to drink it?" The temperature of the palm of the hand that had just been attached to the glass bottle was a little cold, so he changed the back of his hand and gently touched the back of Yu Lan's hand, "Take it as a way to cool down your hand, my hand is very hot."

The small area that has been touched still has the warmth from the other party. It is clear that Yu Lan will resist other people's touch, but this time there is no feeling of disgust in her heart at all.

Yu Lan curled up her fingers uncomfortably, and tucked her hands into the long-sleeved sleeves: "Forget it, I won't drink iced drinks in the future... The doctor also told me to drink as little as possible, it's not good for my stomach."

After finishing the meal and paying the bill, Chu Qiaoyu held the soda bottle on the road for a few minutes, feeling that the temperature was about the same, before handing it to him: "Is the temperature okay now? It's not too cold."

Yu Lan took a sip and said, "Thank you, the temperature is very suitable, only a little colder than normal temperature... But please don't tell my teammates, they will definitely blame me again when they know."

Chu Qiaoyu walked side by side with him on the side of the road, and stopped when they reached the nearest station.Before sending Yu Lan to the bus, Chu Qiaoyu said to him, "Send a message when you arrive at the hotel."

Yu Lan nodded.

Half an hour later, Chu Qiaoyu received a message from Yu Lan.

A.: Arrived

Chu Qiaoyu replied yes, but before quitting WeChat, he found that Yu Lan had changed his avatar, which was no longer the one he mistakenly thought was pure black.

It's a bottle of bubbling ice grape soda.

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