On the third day of the Lunar New Year, Song Ming walked into Yan Sheng's house with large and small bags, and he was greeted only by Fugui in a big flower dress.

He put down the things in his hand and squatted down to play with Fugui.

Yan Man yawned and went downstairs to see him, his eyes lit up.

"Brother Songming!"

"Get up, Manman." Song Ming stood up, his fingertips still hovering over Fugui's head, "What about your brother?" ”

"Still sleeping, yes." Yan Man subconsciously turned his head and looked upstairs, "Or do you go upstairs and call him?" ”

"Okay." Song Ming nodded and pointed to the delicate and simple paper bags, "Those two blue bags are for you." ”

"Thank you, Brother Songming."

Song Ming smiled, touched her head, and went upstairs.

Pushing open the door, only the computer in the room was dimly lit.

Double curtains keep light out.

Yan Sheng was buried in the quilt and slept unconscious.

Song Ming walked over to the computer and clicked into the game he hadn't quit to check the results.

In the last two days, the game has won and lost, but almost all of them can get MVP or SVP, but turning back, the game of the previous year lost less and won more, but there are at most one or two MVPs on a page.

Songming clicked in and saw the same ID in one game after another, followed by the logo of his friend.

He looked at it for a moment, then walked over to the bed and pressed the curtain on/off.

The tight curtains slowly unfolded, and the pale orange warm sun poured in and sprinkled on Yan Sheng's body.

Yan Sheng frowned, raised his hand to cover his eyes, turned over and continued to sleep with his back to the window.

"Sheng'er." Song Ming walked to the side of the bed, grabbed his arm that covered his eyes and threw it to the side.

He couldn't stand the stimulation of this light after seeing the light for a long time, he frowned, slowly opened his eyes, and muttered in his mouth: "Yan Man, what are you doing in a man's room every day——"

"You're sleepy, aren't you?" Song Ming patted him speechlessly, "Get up, how can you be so welcoming?" ”

It wasn't Yan Man's voice that caught my ears.

The figure in front of him gradually became clear in the blur, revealing Song Ming's face.

"You have the password to my door, you can come in by yourself, and you want me to welcome you?" Yan Sheng yawned, sat up and said, "Catch up with Ming'er, I will ask my mother to plant two welcome pines at the door to welcome your arrival." ”

"Fuck off." Song Ming slapped his thigh buried under the quilt, "Unless you say that you hang yourself on the welcome pine and float, then I may still be a little interested." ”

During the fight, Yan Sheng's sleepiness was completely thrown away, he rubbed his hair and got up, and went past Song Ming into the bathroom: "I'll take a shower, you can either play with the computer by yourself for a while or go downstairs to play with Fugui." ”

Song Ming sat on the chair and took Yan Sheng's number to read the League of Legends update notice.

The headphones on the earphone stand suddenly sounded a very soft "ding".

It's the voice of secret chat in League of Legends.

[Owl: Yan?] ]

[Owl: Why are you online so early today, do you want to play]

[Owl: I'm back in Cheongju]

Song Ming raised his eyebrows and clicked on Yan Sheng's game grouping.

Yan Sheng only has three groups, a default friend group, a player group, and a (1/1) group.

Songming clicked on the one named "1", and there was only one person grouped.

Sure enough, as he expected, this group was Owl who had just sent him a private message.

Hover over the Owl's ID, and the rank displayed is Noble Platinum III.

Low-level numbers, short IDs, IDs like emojis.

A thought slowly took shape in his mind.

When Yan Sheng walked out of the bathroom wrapped in a bathrobe, he collided with Song Ming's gaze.

Song Ming looked at his expression with a refined and somewhat ill-intentioned expression.

"What are you doing, what are you looking at?" Yan Sheng's scalp was numb when he saw it, and he opened the wardrobe with staggered eyes, and turned out his clothes and put them on.

"Are you flirting with girls in the game?" Song Ming raised his chin towards the computer screen, "Someone asked you if you could play games, and said that you had already returned to Qingzhou." ”

"I didn't expect it, Sheng'er, I came with my buddy behind my back, right?"

"I don't understand what you're saying." Yan Sheng lowered his head to arrange his collar, and the bones on the back of his neck bulged out in a beautiful arc.

"That OWO." Song Ming kindly reminded.

"What OW......" Yan Sheng didn't finish speaking, and reacted suddenly, "Oh he, it's not a woman." ”

"Didn't I tell you that I added a companion from Yan Man before, and I also packaged his operation and sent it to your mailbox, just that knife girl."

Yan Sheng walked to the computer and leaned over, snatched the keyboard from in front of Song Ming, and the crisp shaft sounded.

[Director of the Carry Bureau of Jianing Province: Don't fight for the time being, you play by yourself first]

"Speaking of which, I'd like to discuss it with you." Yan Sheng curled his fingertips and tapped twice on the table, "The signing of a free man should not be subject to the restrictions of the transfer period, right?" ”

"It's really not restrictive." Song Ming nodded, "You are the boss, you can definitely sign him in if you want to, but my suggestion is to wait until the transfer period at the end of the spring season." ”

"First, you sign him in now, it is impossible to play without running in with the team, and half a year's signing time is wasted, and secondly, as you said, what if it is too fierce in a game to do it, and what if you close your eyes when you go on stage to play?"

Yan Sheng propped up the corner of the table and nodded: "Of course I know this truth, so I didn't want to sign him directly into the first team at the beginning." ”

As soon as these words came out, Song Ming instantly understood.

"Do you want to sign him to the second team to play in the LDL (League of Legends minor league)?"

"I've been thinking about this recently, and his operation is much better than Zu Jinming." Yan Sheng nodded, "But like you said, the game is not only a game, but also the psychological quality and spirit of the game are also very important. ”

"It's okay, if you want to, I can draw up a contract now."

"There's no rush right now." Yan Sheng said, "He rented the number and played with me during this time, and the rank of his own number has not gone up, and the game rank of professional players has to be reported, and I don't want to report a platinum number to let him be scolded with our team." ”

"What's more, I haven't asked him what he thinks."

"Huh?" Song Ming was stunned, "You've been playing games with him for so long, and he doesn't know who you are?" ”

"I didn't say it, of course he didn't know." Yan Sheng shrugged, "Oh yes, he played games with me in your Internet café, although I reported the Internet fee to him, he seems to have always felt expensive, quite reluctant, you see if you can make a free order or membership in your five-kill lottery, let the girl at the front desk give him a shady look, anyway, he shouldn't play in the Internet café for too long, and it will only be a month or two to die, how much money will be credited to me." ”

Song Ming looked at him, his mouth touched and touched, and he didn't spit out a word for a long time.

"If you have anything to say, what kind of expression is this?" Yan Sheng said speechlessly.

"It's not about money, you have shares in the Internet café, and you can toss as much as you want without violating the principles."

"That's it......" Songming's expression was a little indescribable.

"Sheng'er, you look like a golden house."