After Ling Xiaoyu left angrily, the silence also left quickly.

After Mr. Shan secretly watched a big show, he smiled, put down the newspaper that covered his face, and left gloating.

The golden udon night was cold, and the night wind was beating on the windows of the city.

Mr. Shan stayed in a suite at the Jinwu Hotel, turned up the temperature of the air conditioner, and pondered to find a time to go home.

"Mr. Shan, you stopped broadcasting again tonight!!" The director of Tentacle Live called, looking incredulous, "You've been off the air for three days!" The stock price of our tentacle live broadcast has fallen! ”

Mr. Shan had just finished taking a shower and was lazily lying on the big bed: "Recently, the master has been very busy, and he will make up for the time another day." ”

As a contracted game streamer, there is a fixed duration of live streaming every month.

Mountains are always an exception, and the platform is a little more forgiving.

The director was almost crazy, yelling, "You owe 134 hours of live broadcast time!" When are you going to make it up? ”

Mr. Shan: ...

"Ding Dong~"

The doorbell of the hotel room rang, Mr. Shan raised his eyebrows, and hurriedly said: "It is estimated that the guest room came to get the clothes, I will hang up first, and the master will broadcast live on time tomorrow, that's all, bye." ”

Mr. Shan hung up the headache phone, jumped up from the bed, and opened the door.

Outside the door, it is not the hotel room service that collects clothes.

Instead, Ling Qi, who was dressed in a black suit and hung up.

Mr. Shan raised the left half of his eyebrows, how would this guy know that he was staying in a hotel? Suppressing the doubts in his heart, Mr. Shan's tone was not good: "Is there something to do with me?" ”

Ling Qi leaned against the door, smiling sly: "I can't look for you if it's okay?" ”

Mr. Shan shook the goosebumps on his body, and he was about to close the door without saying a word.

Before the door was closed, Ling Qi took out the bag hidden behind his back, and the tempting spicy crayfish smell spread, and Mr. Shan paused in closing the door.

Ling Qi smiled and said, "Let me go in and sit down, don't worry, I just want to play a game with you." ”

Shan always spinelessly opened the door.

Ling Qi walked in with a large bag of spicy crayfish and scanned the entire suite, the environment was quite good, and it was estimated that it would cost a lot of money one night.

Ling Qi saw a box of Laotan sauerkraut beef noodles on the table, and raised his eyebrows: "You eat this at night?" ”

Mr. Shan pursed his lips and sat cross-legged on the bed: "The takeaway here tastes too light, and I can't get used to it." ”

Rather than tasteless takeout, Mr. Yama would rather eat delicious instant noodles.

Ling Qi muttered in his heart, Mr. Shan, who was not silent, this day was really rough...

"Let's start with two games at most." Mr. Shan gestured with his fingers, "I never bring anyone weaker than me in the ranks, count you lucky today, and exchange a box of lobsters for the master to take you to the score." ”

Ling Qi smiled and opened the plastic box.

In the box is a well-made spicy crayfish, the fragrance is overflowing, the spicy breath wafts between the wings of the nose, and Mr. Shan's eyes light up.

"Play the game or eat first?" Ling Qi asked.

Mr. Shan didn't talk nonsense: "Eat while fighting!" ”

Ling Qi opened the game interface, he was the king of the ranks, and it was most suitable for him to play a double row with Mr. Shan. Of course, playing games with Mr. Shan is just an excuse, he purely wants to come over and see how Mr. Shan is doing.

So, the two began to play the game vigorously.

"I play jungler, you assist, follow."

"Hey, hey, remember to look out! Is your assistant taught by Lao Wang next door? Follow me, follow me, I like attack speed, Yao is the first to attack speed assist!! ”

"Let's go, middle lane, middle lane, kill the mage on the other side!"