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    date="2021-10-19"

    title="Chapter 20"

    weight="141044"

    series = ["My Ex-Boyfriend Became My Current Teammate"]

    mode = "manual"

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    Qiao Yan played CSGO for a night without playing Apex.

    In the early morning, took a bath with tiredness. When looking in the bathroom mirror, he found that his eyes were congested, sore and itchy. He went through the cabinet and found a box of unopened eye drops, dripped it twice, and fell asleep.

    Was awakened once at noon.

    I don't know what's going on upstairs, there is a harsh sound of moving furniture, and from time to time there are heavy objects hitting the ground, causing the ceiling to bang.

    The phone under the pillow should vibrate a few times out of time, Qiao Yan rubbed his temples and touched his eyes——

    Xiao Xun: Brother Little Qiao, are you busy?

    Xiao Xun: Do you plan to go there this weekend? Do you want to make a video call? haven't chatted with you for a long time. ^^ Quickly, let's talk about it, taking advantage of the good weather at noon.

    Qiao Yan: "..."

    Through the screen, you can feel the deliberate bluntness.

    Qiao Yan was scared, his ex-boyfriend was so sick that even his younger brother was embarrassed to take advantage of it. He quickly switched the phone to airplane mode, so no one wanted to call in anyway.

    Then came another drowsiness.

    It was dark when woke up at about five o'clock in the afternoon.

    He hadn't eaten for a day, so he was dizzy and hypoglycemic.

    Qiao Yan struggled to get up with great difficulty, wearing simple home clothes, and being brightened with blond hair when brushing his teeth, he was inexplicably depressed, thinking about finding time to dye his black hair back.

    There was still bacon in the refrigerator. He mixed up with an egg and rice, followed the daily life of networms, returned to the room and turned on the computer.

    The time at the moment is 17:58.

    Qiao Yan belongs to the type who can't eat alone. He needs to watch a TV show or have someone to dine together, otherwise the meal will not be a meal, and the whole body will be uncomfortable.

    For him, it is not easy to live alone. It's not that he can't stand on his own, but that he can't stand the loneliness.

    He opened the film and television network, and the series he chased were not updated.

    At this time, there was a slight bouncing movement from upstairs, rattling, like the noise caused by cats running around the house, and Qiao Yan was a little surprised.

    I closed the webpage dumbly and hit a folder at the bottom right of the screen at a glance.

    Qiao Yan moved the mouse's hand for a while, double-clicked the icon with an indescribable emotion, unexpectedly there was still the video file named [vlog01 Valentine's Day Home Collection.wmv] inside.

    He scooped a spoonful of egg rice into his mouth.

    After chewing twice, suddenly felt that the taste was a bit weak. The heat from the bowl of fried rice gave him a sense of fulfillment in a daze. He remembered the fried rice with soy sauce that Li Zhongchen had cooked for him. It was the best thing the other party had ever cooked.

    At the same time, Qiao Yan double-clicked the edited video from his hand to play——

    "Meow~"

    In the screen full of pictures, Sister Tangerine Maoying is lying in the corner of the sofa.

    Li Zhongchen squatted on the ground, rubbed the back of the kitten's head with the back of his fingers, and leaned close to the small head, and said softly: "You are obedient and don't bite indiscriminately. You are not a dog, and this is not your home. Excuse me, you, huh?"

    Qiao Yan did not appear on the scene.

    Because he is the one who took the video.

    "You talk to her in human terms, can she understand it?" It was his own voice.

    The camera zoomed in, when Qiao Yan approached Li Zhongchen and Kitty Sister.

    Li Zhongchen turned his head and smiled to the camera.

    But in fact, Qiao Yang smiled while holding the camera. The hand was still on the cat’s neck, she moved the round chin, scratched the cat from time to time, and said to Qiao Yang, "I don’t know the language of cats."

    Immediately there was a human "meow" in the video, which was imitated by Qiao Yan: "Like this, use your mind to communicate."

    As for Li Zhongchen in the lens, his eyes seemed to be lit up.

    The funny cat's movement was stagnant, and the arm came over, causing the video to tremble slightly: "Is it because the neighbor brother is on a business trip for these two days, we help others to take care of the cat sister, I always tease the cat and don't accompany you much anymore? "

    "Yes," Qiao Yan said, "I'm jealous."

    The camera does not know where it is tilted, recording the pure white wall.

    The crisp "chir" sound came from the stereo. They kissed him, and Li Zhongchen softly coaxed him: "Don't be jealous, I like my baby the most."

    This small unit ends.

    Then came the transitional scenes, and then included some scenes of cooking, going out and shopping for drinks, and wandering around the gym equipment in the community... it was made into a collection of records for that year's Valentine's Day.

    unconsciously.

    After watching the video, Qiao Yan ate the bowl of fried rice to the bottom, clicked the fork button, got up and walked to the kitchen.

    Everything is calm.

    Wash the kitchen utensils with the sound of the water.

    But didn't know what was wrong, Qiao Yan cried suddenly. The wet dampness in the kitchen made his nose sore and his shoulders shrugged slightly. He was not emotionally broken, but he was uncomfortable.

    Especially when think of being kissed by Li Zhongchen yesterday.

    "Don't think about it," Qiao Yan hinted to himself psychologically, "He's just a bastard."

    Until the mood is completely calmed down.

    He sat back on the gaming chair and glanced at the time, 19:10.

    There is still nearly an hour.

    Open station C and get ready to enter the live broadcast room of Wing and Lau. Then he logged in to Apex, entered the account password, and entered the hero selection interface.

    Everything was ready, but he began to have a bad feeling.

    The phone is full.

    It is still in flight mode.

    Qiao Yan opened his address book and using Wifi did not affect his sending video calls to friends abroad. In his heart, he said to the American people that he would accompany me on the battlefield and overthrow the friendly forces in Europe. Reliable.

    It was also at this time that a friend from six o'clock in the morning EST sent him an iMessage message.

    "The computer is broken. I just made an appointment and can only be scheduled for maintenance next week at the earliest. Our country does not have an Internet cafe. You know, Joe, in Chinese terms, please forgive me for becoming a pigeon. I apologize. "Qiao Yan looked at the smelly and long English line, which was automatically translated into Chinese, and then almost did not breathe, "..."

    He subconsciously moved his gaze to the computer screen.

    Coincidentally, Gang worry has no teammates, and at this moment he actually received a team application from an unfamiliar player.

    [The player [Assemble Heroes Against the Rooster Wing] invites you to join the team. 】

    But seeing that ID, Qiao Yan couldn't be happy in an instant: "..."

    SVG training base.

    Li Zhongchen and Yao Tong occupied the entire team of special training warehouses, and the excitement was obvious.

    "Why hasn't he agreed to join our team yet?!" Li Zhongchen breathed fire again, "I'll say you have changed all these IDs in a mess. If you don't listen to advice, you can buy as many renamed cards as you want."

    Yao Tong also roared: "You're bull, or think of it for yourself, I'll see what you can name it!"

    Li Zhongchen was not convinced.

    He changed his appetite trumpet ID to: Lau, the first rookie in the European service, came in and was beaten.

    Yao Tong squinted his eyes: "I'm fucking targeting someone whose surname is Yu, not Luo. Do you want to be so obvious that you are venting Xiao Qiao?"

    "I don't believe it this time."

    Li Zhongchen was as if he couldn't hear Yao Tong talking.

    Enter the ID of Qiao Yezheng's boarding number, and send a team invitation to the other party.

    Only two seconds have passed.

    This time, the prompt sound knocked on the forehead, and a player was suddenly added to the team interface.

    They didn't expect Qiao Yan to accept the team invitation in seconds? !

    "Fuck it," Yao Tong complained bitterly, "it's wrong..."

    Li Zhongchen can't take care of the others.

    It was the voice modifier and the microphone in a rush.

    Under the wretched look of Yao Tong, he followed the prepared lines and pinched his voice and said, "Brother, I am a fan of Lau. Seeing that your ranking is so high and you are still online, can you take someone to kill one? What is the battlefield of Bo's live broadcast at 8 o'clock tonight?" Yao Tong heard an artificial female voice from the headphones.

    He almost vomited the instant noodles in the early morning.

    What's more nervous is that Li Zhongchen stared at him so much that he didn't dare to hurry up.

    "..." Yao Tong quickly turned on the voice changer, pretending to be the uncle's voice, "Juvenile, take me and my niece, I'm Wing's black fan, the most unbearable is the kind of sniper Old Yin compares, Lao Tzu is going to fuck him tonight."

    Li Zhongchen couldn't help hearing it.

    He tried his best to hold back his laugh, so that his facial muscles became sore, and he put his hands in his hands to prevent the laughter from dislocating.

    The clock is ticking.

    Qiao Yan breathed uniformly over there, and said coldly: "Li Zhongchen, even if you are sick, you still infect Yao Tong, when I am a stupid?"

    "..." The second was broken, and Li Zhongchen and Yao Tong couldn't laugh immediately.

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