69novels Chapter 395 Playing with you at home 10
Chapter 395 Playing with you at home 10
Two minutes later.
Su Muyu, who met them smoothly, watched a strange man slap his good friend on the shoulder, making a crisp sound.
“…” It hurts just to hear it.
Yang Huaqiang whispered to the people around him: "Okay, okay, to give me a surprise, right?"
The person who appeared in front of him was tall and slender, and looked to be over 1.8 meters tall.
He is not bad looking either, so handsome!
Yang Huaqiang was not very good at studying, and he racked his brains to come up with a few adjectives like "as handsome as Pan An", "a man of great talent", and "a face as handsome as a jade".
In general, it made his eyes light up again and again.
He couldn't help but burst out laughing, it's settled!
Deng Feiyue rubbed his arms in pain and moved away from him. "Damn, are you that excited?"
Isn't this relative of his a little too unworldly?
Su Muyou looked at the stranger who was angry and laughing, and then looked at his friend who was grimacing after being beaten.
Hesitantly, "This is...?"
"Xiaoyan, I'm Brother Qiang." Yang Huaqiang stretched out his hand towards him and introduced himself.
Su Muyou came back to his senses and also extended his hand, "Hello, Brother Qiang."
When you are online, you can't just casually call out your real name.
The original owner gave himself the code name 'Prologue'.
The original meaning is a homonym of "false words", so I hope the bosses don't take his nice words too seriously.
Unfortunately, under the influence of the plot, everything deviated from the original owner's original intention.
"Come on, let's go in and talk while playing." Yang Huaqiang called the two of them to go inside.
The attitude is much warmer than during our previous online communication.
Su Muyou knew very well that he had something to ask for, but he did not expose it. On the contrary, he cooperated very well.
Everyone in the world is benefiting.
......
The party started and everyone went through the process of introducing themselves.
When it was Su Muyu's turn, there were a lot of eyes lingering on him.
There is curiosity and amazement, as well as a faint rejection and resistance.
He wasn't surprised.
There is more or less competition among colleagues, especially those who are good at colliding with each other.
Especially for people who are in the same studio with them.
The rise of one party is bound to lead to a relative decrease in orders for the other party.
Unless the oppressed are willing to lower their unit prices to increase their bargaining chips.
But this will inevitably affect the living space.
After all, Yang Huaqiang is an old hand, and he is much more cunning than the young people present.
It was easy to discover the hidden sparks of brilliance.
"Come on, come on, to celebrate our studio's first large-scale offline gathering, let me toast to everyone."
To ease the atmosphere, he was the first to raise his glass.
After all, he was the 'boss', so the others gave him face and cooperated with him.
After three rounds of drinks, the young people who had common topics started chatting.
There are microphone bullies who monopolize the microphone and howl like crazy, and there are also some groups that are very fussy about the content of a certain game.
Deng Feiyue, who joined in the troubled waters, got close to others and after a few nice words, he asked many people to help him gain points for free.
The noisy sounds around my ears blended into one. Su Muyu sat on the sofa with a glass in his hand, so quiet that he seemed like a person from a different world from everyone else.
After taking the wine, half a day later, there was still two-thirds of the wine in the glass.
He brought the wine close to his mouth from time to time, but he just pretended to touch his lips and didn't drink it.
"Xuyan, you are so good-looking, why don't you post some selfies more often?" Someone suddenly spoke to him.
Su Muyou turned his head and saw that the person who came over to talk to him was a slightly plump young man.
He remembered that the other person was called Lamb and was an excellent support player.
This sentence sounds like the curiosity expressed by a person who is drunk.
Su Muyou's eyes flickered slightly, "I'm not good at taking pictures, so I don't like taking pictures."
He remembered that the opponent had a good relationship with another jungler named 'Breadman'.
These seemingly curious words may not be without a tentative heart.
The lamb reached out and patted his shoulder, laughing, "You are so low-key."
The smile didn't reach his eyes.
With looks like this, even if her photography skills are terrible, how ugly can she be?
People in this circle can really make a living by relying on their looks.
Look at some of the popular internet celebrities nowadays, some of them can even gather hundreds of thousands of fans just by wearing a mask and doing a casual dance.
If it's really that beautiful, wouldn't it be a waste to hide it?
The Lamb and the Bread Man both suspected that this might not be the real person, but someone was paid to come to the party in an attempt to gild the reputation.
It’s not that they are suspicious, but such things really happen in this circle.
For example, a handsome man or beautiful woman shows up and advertises herself as a game anchor to attract fans.
What was finally revealed and shown in front of the audience was actually the work of hiring thugs in secret and dubbing the sound themselves.
So, the two of them decided to let the lamb that looked friendlier come up to test the waters.
Su Muyou glanced at him and said nothing.
If the previous part was just out of curiosity, then the direction of this sentence is too obvious.
It was just as he thought.
He suddenly began to wonder whether his colleagues had contributed to the original owner's tragic ending.
"Hey, now is the perfect time, how about we take a group photo?" Yang Huaqiang had been looking for an opportunity to implement his plan, so he took the opportunity to step forward.
Several young people were skeptical, but he was very sure that it was him.
After all, the person who introduced him is his relative after all, and he would not fool him about such things.
Su Muyou put down the cup in his hand and did not refuse, "Okay."
.....
That day, after Jiang Xinian got off work, he was blocked at the entrance by his sister.
"Brother, give me my phone!" Jiang Yinyi stretched out her hand excitedly.
Jiang Xingnian was confused, "Why, you want to go back?"
He hasn't played any games these days, and his contact with Xiao Kanzai is almost non-existent.
Today, the other party didn't even send him a good morning greeting.
'Is it because he hasn't responded that my enthusiasm has been dampened? ' This thought only stayed in my mind for a moment, and the contents of various 818 complaints on the Internet occupied my mind.
Jiang Xinnian felt that it was more likely that the other party had focused his attention on other "fish" and had no time to pay attention to him.
Affected by the negative reviews and the cruel reality, his interest in both the game and Xiaokanzai plummeted.
Hearing his sister say this, he ignored the slight feeling of reluctance in his heart and took the phone out of his pocket, "Here."
"There's no reason why I should take back what I gave away!" Jiang Yinyi took the phone, indignant, "I just wanted to check Xuyan's WeChat ID!"
Return it after you finish reading it!
Jiang Yinyi and her bestie started playing the game at the same time, and both are huge fans of the game.
In order to enhance the experience, the other party, like her, likes to order someone to play with them.
When she came back from shopping today, she whispered that the boss of the playmate studio had sent her a handsome guy and wanted his contact information!
Jiang Yinyi glanced at her phone and was stunned by her beauty.
I also saw the boss’s reply in the comment section: This is the preface.
Preface?
Isn't this an old acquaintance?
The small account was given to her brother, and it doesn’t affect his playing with the big account.
Take action when you think of it!
"Preface?" Jiang Xinian frowned slightly, "Who is this?"