my gaming boyfriend

Chapter 45 School Tournament 3
As soon as Yang Xiaoxi took off the headset, she hugged Jiang Huaichu and said, "Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!"

A few contestants also came over: "Junior girl, not bad, you're pretty good, shall we form a team to go to the branch after the game?"

His teammate said: "You can pull jb down, your body-drawing marksmanship almost hinders others."

Jiang Huaichu said modestly: "No, no, it's because of the good cooperation of teammates."

Yang Xiaoxi hugged Jiang Huaichu very protectively, and glared at the big bad wolves: "The first day of the junior high school belongs to us, so don't try to snatch it."

Yi Jiao and Ji Yidong agreed: "That's it!"

The boy scratched his head embarrassedly: "I just want to play a game together."

Yang Xiaoxi's mouth is very poisonous: "Others are playing games with girls, you want girls to take you?"

Boy: "..."

There are a total of four games today, just like professional games, the total points are counted.

The points of the female college student team are high, and they are far behind No.2.

I got tired after playing a few times in a row.

It's obviously four rows, so she can't feel the existence of her teammates at all, and she has to endure all kinds of drags from her teammates.

Hearse drifting on flat ground is fine.

From time to time, she could bear to give her a few shuttles.

Throwing a grenade against the wall and then bouncing back to blow her up, what kind of operation is this? ?

Jiang Huaichu felt that he needed a little Huoxiang Zhengqi liquid to continue his life...

After the game, several people insisted on pulling her and invited her to have a meal.

Let Jiang Huaichu promise again and again that he will not abandon himself or them.

Jianghuaichu played too many games today, his eyes were a little blurry, but he still struggled to turn on the live broadcast.

I really admire Wen Fengxi, who can survive eight or nine hours of training in front of the computer screen every day.

Today's condition is not good, so I simply stopped turning on the camera, greeted the audience in the live broadcast room, and brought a few fans to play together.

The three water friends who were drawn were very excited and kept talking to Jiang Huaichu.

"No, no, no, I'm a little excited... Did you really get me?"

"I'll take a picture... I'll take a picture..."

The barrage is full of joy.

【This water friend is going crazy. 】

【You drop the computer on the ground, if it breaks, it’s real】

【Hahahahahaha】

[The live broadcast room is full of talents, and they speak nicely. When you come to the live broadcast room, you want to go home. I really like it here]

……

Just after finishing a game with fans, Jiang Huaichu was free. He glanced at his phone and saw three missed calls.

The remark above is news.

Jianghuai turned off the microphone at the beginning, and called back: "I didn't see the call just now in the live broadcast, is there something wrong?"

Wen Fengxi's voice came from over there: "How long have you been playing today?"

Jiang Huai Chu calculated: "Not much... just over four hours."

"You've been playing games for too long, it's not good for your eyes."

Jiang Huai thought at first why this sentence is so familiar...

She heard about Feng Xi: "I will download the broadcast at nine o'clock, and play two more, I promise the fans."

Wen Fengxi didn't speak.

Jiang Huaichu softened his voice: "Just two, okay? I'll go to bed after the broadcast."

Wen Fengxi didn't push her too hard: "Don't be too late."

Jiang Huaichu made repeated promises, and finally coaxed Wen Fengxi to hang up the phone.

But Jiang Huaichu is a girl addicted to the Internet through and through. Once she becomes addicted to playing games, she can't stop hitting her for everything except power outages.

He promised Wen Fengxi to play until nine o'clock, but the last one took a long time, and it was around nine forty after the game.

Jiang Huaichu felt a little uneasy.

In fact, Wen Fengxi is much better than when he was in high school, and he didn't show his breathless desire to control anymore.

(End of this chapter)