Eat a chicken [e-sports]

Chapter 22

In the next few days, the local tyrant named 0418 seemed to have his eyes on Qufu. He followed Mr. Wei to collect gifts every day. leave.

For 0418's aggressive behavior, the viewers in the live broadcast room have become familiar with Wei Zong after experiencing it.

I just marveled at Brother Qu's ability to attract local tyrants so well.

Qufu felt that this local tyrant who came out of nowhere was not interested in his live broadcast, and his only purpose of existence was to make money.

No matter how much Mr. Wei swiped, he followed suit.

Fortunately, the actions of 0418 only lasted for less than a week, and they never came to the Qufu live broadcast room again.

Except for adding contact information for the first time, the two had zero communication throughout the whole process.

However, 0418's name is still on the weekly gift list, ranking second, with a contribution value of 47, which is still very eye-catching.The top two on the weekly list are ABC and 0418. They are named in a random and rough style. People who don't know about it may think that they are trumpets run by the same local tycoon.

The long-awaited confrontation between the two local tyrants in the live broadcast room never happened, because Mr. Wei's reaction to 0418's appearance was mediocre, and he never said anything.

In the spacious house, all the windows are closed with curtains, a small desk lamp is lit in front of the table, clean and slender fingers tap the keyboard to make a crisp sound, as the mouse moves, the angle of view on the screen keeps rotating, and the eyes turn slightly. After seeing the person in the opposite room, he turned on the camera and shot his head, a burst of green blood burst out, and the boy's eyes shone with excitement.

[You headshot aqiqi with a SCAR-L assault rifle]

"Boss Wei is awesome." Jian Yang praised him.

"The technology is getting better and better." Nixidie commented accordingly.

"Of course." Qu Fu chuckled, with pride in his intoxicating voice, "Don't look at who taught it."

The unanimous praise of his teammates made him bend his eyes unconsciously, revealing the dimples on the side of his face, his fluffy chestnut curly hair was a little messy, and he was sitting in front of the computer in his pajamas.

"Who has a gun head, give me a gun head, a rifle." Jian Yang asked.

He took the mobile phone at the side and quickly typed on it:

Mr. Wei: [I have, put off the flame. ]

Qu Fu relayed for him: "Do you want to eliminate flames?"

"want."

"Go to Mr. Wei."

Jian Yang jumped in front of him: "President Wei, I'm here."

Nixidie asked: "By the way, why is Mr. Wei called Mr. Wei? Is his surname Wei?"

Qu Fu said meaningfully: "I'm afraid you have to ask Mr. Wei himself about this."

President Wei: [My surname is not Wei. ]

The young man in front of him was President Wei as they called him. President Wei's surname was not Wei, but Ning Feiqin.

A while ago, Ning Feiqin was obsessed with the game in front of him, PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds.

He has played many games. At the beginning, he was a little resistant to this game that required dialogue with his teammates, but then he learned that there is a solo mode, and he does not need to open the microphone to talk, so he decided to try it. However, in the first game, he accidentally chose In the fourth row, he was beaten to death by two teammates and took the third-level head.

later……

Later he fell in love with an anchor.

Qufu was the first anchor he watched. At first, it was just to thank him for helping him avenge himself. Unexpectedly, after stepping into the live broadcast room, he never came out again.

This also caused Ning Feiqin to get deeper and deeper on the road of eating chicken, especially when playing with teammates, it is really interesting.

A loud voice came from the earphones:

nixidie: "Do you have 5.56 bullets, share them with me?

Jian Yang: "How much do you want?"

nixidie: "Give me [-] or [-] rounds."

Jian Yang: "On the ground."

nixidie: "Damn, this is five rounds."

After being punched by nixidie, Jian Yang honestly separated the bullets and asked, "Is there anyone else who is short of bullets, Mr. Wei, are you short?"

After Ning Feiqin sent the message, Qufu's voice sounded quickly:

Mr. Wei: [Missing. ]

Qufu: "Lack."

Ning Feiqin couldn't speak, he could only communicate with his teammates by typing, no, without them, he only communicated with one person, and that person was Qufu.

For this reason, Ning Feiqin has almost never played games that require voice, except for Chick.

This is the first time he has experienced the fun of playing black.

At the end of the round, Ning Feiqin sent out ten seafood platters with his mobile phone. Qufu was the anchor, and the reason why the two were in double row at the beginning was because he gave each other gifts.

Money is the only thing he has. He never thought that one day, money can be exchanged for friends.

Ning Feiqin's family is very rich, especially his elder brother. After taking over the company, he made the business bigger and bigger. The relationship between the two brothers is average. It's not too bad to talk about closeness. His elder brother is very busy. He is so busy every day. The kind that no one can see.On weekdays, the two of them may not even be free to eat together, let alone communicate. His brother gave him a card, and the amount is not fixed every month, but he is stipulated to spend at least 100 million a month.

He once said that he didn't need it, but seeing his brother's frown, he finally had to agree.

His brother is so busy, he shouldn't be distracted by his affairs.

Before that, Ning Feiqin could not spend all his money. He occasionally played games to buy some equipment and became a RMB player. He bought the best equipment, and his journey went smoothly. If you can't run out of money at the end of the month, just find a donation project and donate the rest of the money, and you're done.

Since watching the live broadcast, Ning Feiqin no longer has to worry about where to spend his money.

Sometimes...and overspending.

From then on, Ning Feiqin realized the joy of spending money.

Sending your favorite anchor to the highest position is full of a sense of accomplishment.

"Mr. Wei, get ready." Qu Fu reminded.

Ning Feiqin hastily clicked the ready button in the lower left corner, a small yellow tick appeared behind the name, and he entered the game.

Recently, their four-platoon style of play has become more and more wild. From the moment they landed, they frantically started to search like a gust of wind sweeping fallen leaves. The first thing they did after searching was to find someone to fight. Aggressive and evil, enjoy the pleasure of killing people and licking boxes.

The audience in the live broadcast room affectionately called them the bandit team.

Like a bandit, he robs houses and houses, and is not afraid of death.

At twelve o'clock, the live broadcast in Qufu, today's four rows came to an end, after Ning Feiqin gave him the last wave of gifts, the live broadcast room turned into a black screen, a few bullet screens drifted sporadically, and some said good night to him .

Seeing his name drifting past, he Yiyue sent a barrage to reply:

ABC: [Good night. ]

Sleepiness struck, Ning Feiqin yawned, rubbed his eyes, washed up and went to bed, lying on the bed under the quilt, Ning Feiqin stared at the ceiling with his eyes open, a night light was inserted by the bed, extending the shadow of the desk to the wall, Long and dark, it rises quietly from the corner, as if it wants to soak the whole room.

The body trembled subconsciously, and he simply closed his eyes, not to watch.

Ning Feiqin thought of the dark room he was locked in when he was a child, because he was noisy and disobedient, the nanny dragged him to the utility room by force and locked the door.

The windowless room was very dark after being locked, and the surroundings were dim. Ning Feiqin was choked up by his crying, and then frantically knocked on the door, but no one came.

That woman was the shadow of his childhood, and also the chief culprit of his current appearance.

When he was three years old, his parents divorced. His mother concentrated on her career and had no time to take care of him, so she found him a nanny.

He thought that he could get better care, but he didn't want this move to push him into the abyss.

There are not many children who are naughty, and the nanny does not have that patience. He relies on his mother to live in the company all the year round, and often pinches him and threatens him not to cry or complain to his mother. If he is unhappy, he will be locked up and wait until the next day. Genius let him out.Gradually, he began to learn to be silent, afraid to speak out, and afraid to speak, so that he suffered from dysphonia later, unable to speak, and became a mute.

Until the age of seven, his elder brother discovered this and brought Ning Feiqin home. The two parents had a big fight because of this. Ning Feiqin no longer wanted to contact anyone, and he refused to speak. Extremely resistant, sensitive and inferior.

Under long-term oppression, Ning Feiqin became very timid, whenever others spoke loudly or showed a little impatience, he could feel it, and then hid aside in fear, unwilling to speak again.His brother tried to get him to open up, he went to many doctors, but nothing worked, and in the end, he had to accept the situation.

After that, Ning Feiqin never saw the nanny who abused him again. I heard that she had a miserable life.

For so many years, his brother was the only person he didn't reject, and Ning Feiqin lived with his brother. It was a life, but it wasn't really a thing. His brother was too busy, and most of the time, he was by himself. people.

The insurmountable psychological defect made him unable to make friends, unwilling and afraid to try, and silently endured the loneliness.

He and his brother are two extremes. His brother's excellence is obvious to all. From birth to growing up, Ning Feiqin is naturally the one who is ignored.

For this, he can't talk about resentment, but a little sad.

No one ever noticed him.

But the live broadcast is different. Because he is rich, he has easily become the most eye-catching object on the platform. Many people take the initiative to flatter him. Secretly sent a private letter, but turned into a public show.

He blatantly changed the name of the live broadcast room to ask for his favor, and he was so scared that he withdrew.

At this time, he began to miss Qufu.

The person who quietly took him to play games, neither arrogant nor impetuous, had a steady mind, even if the two of them fell into a box, he just said calmly, "Come again."

Even the fixed four rows every night, the cheap and whizzing Jian Yang, the reckless and dull dish washing, being with them became the happiest time of his day.

It turns out that this is what it feels like to have friends together.

Perhaps it was because he overpaid for Qufu last month. A week ago, a local tycoon came to the live broadcast room in Qufu, bearing the name of 0418. He made a big deal when he made a move. Ning Feiqin guessed the identity of that person in an instant.

It's his brother.

His brother is so busy, how can he have time to watch the live broadcast, this must be for him.

Ning Feiqin was in a disturbed mood, and his state was a bit wrong when playing the game.

Fortunately, his brother only bought presents for five days, and then stopped doing it again.

She never asked him to say anything, it seemed that she acquiesced in his actions.

After hanging for so long, his heart finally settled down. Fortunately, his brother didn't object, otherwise, he didn't know how to make a choice.

Ning Feiqin quietly pulled up the quilt, covered his chin, and wrapped his whole body tightly. The room was airtight, his eyelashes fluttered uneasily, and soon, his long breathing and relaxed expression showed that he had fallen into sleep.

The sun rose as usual early in the morning, the dust danced in the air, the light gradually became stronger, and shone into the last dark corner, dispelling the coldness of the night. Break through this tranquility.