my gaming boyfriend

Chapter 278
Jiang Huaichu said goodbye to them, "See you next time."

Li Shuo also said, "Come on."

Jiang Huaichu made a hand gesture of "O98K" that he usually likes to make in jokes to them, and was dragged out by Wen Fengxi.

Jiang Huaichu and they will definitely meet again, and the next time may be a battle of swords and guns.

She is looking forward to their growth, just like Li Shuo smiled and said cheers to her after Jiang Huaichu became his opponent.

Geniuses from generation to generation will eventually become history, and the newcomers are still trying to catch up with the footsteps of the predecessors, and the wave after wave.

After returning home, Jiang Huaichu lay impatiently on the sofa, hugging his beloved little pillow: "I miss you to death!"

After Wen Fengxi put the suitcase back into the bedroom, he saw Jiang Huaichu laying his body on the sofa again.

Wen Fengxi went over to pull her: "Go back to the room and sleep."

Jiang Huaichu just woke up not long ago, how could he fall asleep, so he asked him, "What time is it?"

Wen Feng looked at his watch: "Eight o'clock."

"Then let's go play for a while..." Before Jiang Huaichu finished speaking, suddenly a carp sat up from the sofa, stared blankly at the illusory point in the air, and spit out two words: "Damn it!"

Wen Fengxi asked her: "What's wrong?"

But Jiang Huaichu buried his head in his little pillow, and said in a mournful voice, "I haven't written my summer paper yet, and there are still a few days before school starts, so it's getting colder."

This stupid boy.

When she was in the youth training camp, she thought about writing again in a few days, and she was only on vacation anyway.

Then when she was busy with training, she wanted to wait until she was free, but now she really didn't have time.

Later, she forgot about it, and the training tasks in the ten days before the competition were even more arduous, not to mention the thesis, and she didn't even know that the meal time was up.

Jiang Huaichu counted on her fingers, the school will officially start on the 23rd and 28th today, and in five days, she will write a [-]-word essay.

Give yourself a cool song.

Later, it directly led to Wen Fengxi playing a game while Jiang Huaichu put a notebook on his lap, nestled on the small sofa next to him, thinking hard.

Wen Fengxi is live.

This is the first broadcast since he dropped his vest last time, and all he can think of is that he is a domineering president sigh.

Jiang Huai was writing and writing, but he really couldn't think of anything, and then he propped his head to watch Fengxi playing games, and accidentally caught a glimpse of the barrage on the live broadcast assistant, and collapsed on the sofa laughing.

"Father of the funder, why didn't I see you give me some benefits?"

Wen Fengxi didn't even look at her, and concentrated on playing games: "Go and do your homework."

Jiang Huaichu has already given up on himself a bit: "Let the counselor kill me when the school starts, I really can't write it."

Wen Fengxi asked her: "How much have you written?"

"Only three hundred."

It's been two hours since he started broadcasting, and it's hard for her to write three hundred.

Wen Fengxi simply retreated from the live broadcast room, and waved to Jiang Huaichu: "Come here, the benefactor's father has given you benefits."

Jiang Huai Chu Pidianpidian leaned over with his notebook in his arms, his eyes lit up: "Father of the gold master, will you write for me?"

Wen Fengxi: "In my dream, I will write for you, and the world will open it for me to take a look."

"..." Jiang Huaichu felt that Wen Feng's tone was really like the stereotyped head teacher in high school when she was in high school, so he resentfully opened the file for him to read.

Wen Fengxi glanced at the nonsense written by Jiang Huaichu, and explained the topic with her, the more Jiang Huaichu talked, the more he suspected that he had read the books in the past few years for nothing.

This is also human, why is there such a big gap in IQ.

Wen Fengxi finished his university courses in one year, at first Jiang Huaichu thought that at most he had mastered the key points of the exam, and that the fans made him ecstatic.

Unexpectedly, although Wen Fengxi's words were a bit harsh, every word and every word could carry her thoughts along with her, overturning her original rigid arguments.

Jiang Huaichu couldn't concentrate at all, blushing and moved a bit: "Don't hit me."

"..." When Jiang Huai first saw his half-smile expression, he suddenly wanted to be crooked.

……

Jiang Huaichu lingered on the bed the next day until 09:30 and didn't get up until [-]:[-]. As soon as Wen Fengxi came in, he saw her slowly getting dressed, like a sloth.

Wen Fengxi said, "Why are you so slow."

Jiang Huaichu said quietly: "Now I'm slow, so blame me?"

Wen Fengxi: "Usually, she talks about the same thing."

Responding to Wen Fengxi was the pillow that was thrown directly at him.

The smash didn't hit him, Wen Fengxi grabbed it and threw it back: "Hurry up."

Jiang Huaichu looked at Wen Fengxi's back and gritted his teeth: "Oh, man."

Wen Fengxi: "..."

……

The news that Jiang Huai joined DFG at the beginning and Wang Hao retired to the second team has not yet spread.

Wang Hao was broadcasting live, but the fans didn't know this, and the barrage was still praising his marksmanship.

He didn't use his tuba for the live broadcast. After all, when he usually trains with his teammates, he ranks high. If he ranks high alone, he will definitely not be as attractive as the fish pond game.

But the name of his live broadcast room still hangs high with the title of DFG sniper and national server sniper.

"Thank you for the deep-sea mussels that Yangyang rewarded, thank you."

[I feel that Team Wen and Han Yue seldom play live broadcasts anymore. Why is Wang Hao so free every day?]

【It's time to prepare for the game in Seattle, don't you want to train with them? 】

(End of this chapter)