Chapter 7:

Now, the economic gap that has been widened is considered to be made up.
Jing Yu breathed a sigh of relief, manipulated the burial sword to return to a tower, and continued to fill his soldiers.
However, as soon as all his skills had cooled down and he was ready for the next asdf attack, a message popped up in the chat box.
[Enemy] asdf (burial sword): GG
GG is the abbreviation of GoodGame, which means a beautiful game.
The winner's GG is usually used to mock the loser, and the loser's GG is to admit defeat, while indirectly praising the opponent for playing well.
Now, asdf's funeral sword is at a disadvantage. He played GG and obviously gave up.
Sure enough, as soon as this news appeared, asdf directly conceded and ended the game.
Jing Yu blinked suspiciously.
It's a goldfish, not a salted fish: No more?
asdf: Yeah, okay.
It's a goldfish, not a salty fish: Hey, I said I buried my sword thief.
asdf: One more round? I'll be more serious this time.
It's a goldfish, not a salted fish: ...
Jing Yu second counseled, because he knew that no matter whether the asdf in the previous round had released water, at least he went all out.
With all their efforts, they had a tie with asdf, which was both passive and uncomfortable, and it was estimated that it would not be better in another round.
So he shamefully counseled.
It's a goldfish, not a salted fish: it's not sleepy because it's not here.
asdf: OK, sleep. When do you have time to visit our club?
It's a goldfish, not a salty fish: it's free during the day.
Are you free during the day? Qin Fei froze for a moment before realizing that he seemed to have forgotten to ask the other party's profession.
If you are 20, should you still be in college?
No matter whether you are at school or work, you can't be free during the day, right?
asdf: Specific points.
It's a goldfish, not a salty fish: I'm free before 6pm every night.
Qin Fei raised one hand and touched his chin-free before 6pm every night, that is, not free after 6pm every night? What does this person do?
However, Qin Fei didn't care much about this, as long as he knew the other party was free during the day.
asdf: Then come around 1pm tomorrow and bring your ID.
It's a goldfish, not a salted fish: Okay.
Seeing the reply, Qin Fei sent Jing Yu an address in the past.
It's a goldfish, not a salted fish: Received.
It's a goldfish, not a salted fish: that ...
asdf :?
It's a goldfish, not a salted fish: When I pass tomorrow, will the non-brother be there?
Qin Fei raised his hand to cover his face, and typed a word blindly with one hand.
asdf: Yes.
It's a goldfish, not a salted fish: OK! Thank you guys! I will cheer!

That night, Jing Yu was lying on the bed, tossing and turning, could not sleep.
The thought of meeting his favorite e-sports player tomorrow, he always felt that everything was a bit unreal.
So, the first thing he did the next morning was to log in to the game, click on the chat history of himself and asdf, and make sure that everything was true. It wasn't after he dreamed that he was completely relieved.
"I want to make a good impression on the male god."
After taking a shower, Jing Yu, half naked, rubbed in front of the closet for a long time.
"Will you give him a gift?"
Jing Yu, who was finally dressed, looked around his kennel and found that there was nothing to hand, so he had to check it online.
"Flowers? Uh ... there are more women's gifts, and they are not practical at all."
"Tie? Scarf? It feels too personal ..."
"Lighter? Ashtray? I don't know if non-smoker smokes ..."
"Underwear ... what am I thinking!"
After some tangles, considering that he was not going to meet Qin Fei alone, it was impossible to bring him a gift alone. In the end, Jing Yu bought a big cake and prepared to take it to eat with the members of the PG team.
Because of the relationship with the PG club in S City, Jing Yu set off at 11:30 and appeared at the gate of the PG club before 12:30.
On the gate of the club full of science and technology, it is a sign of the PG team.
Contrary to the fierce style of PG, the PG logo looks very soft and a bit cute, even the color is light pink, and the shape of a pig can be seen vaguely.
The full name of PG is listed below in red letters: PyGaily
Have fun playing?
Jing Yu was a bit surprised. He thought that the full name of PG would be related to Pig.
In other words, is he coming too early ... can you go in?
Jing Yu swayed at the door twice, hesitated for a long time and didn't dare to go in, so he chose to give up and planned to find a place to rest for half an hour before returning.
However, as soon as I made my mind and turned around, I bumped into a person and startled him: "Sorry!"
After apologizing conditionedly, Jing Yu quietly stepped aside and gave way, before carefully looking up at the person who was hit by him.
It was a very handsome man, a full head taller than him.
Men wear a set of individual casual clothes, red and black interspersed with each other, collarbone exposed at the wide neckline.
"Guo." Jing Yu swallowed his mouth unconsciously, not because he was indifferent, but was stopped by the man's momentum.
The man frowned slightly, the expression of drowsiness and impatience on his face seemed to be punched at any time.
However, the imaginary fist didn't come, instead, it was a somewhat indifferent voice: "Takeaway?"
"Ah?" Jing Yu didn't respond.
The man looked down at the cake on his hand, raised his hand and touched his chin, thoughtfully, "Who has a birthday today?"
Only then did Jing Yu realize that the other party had misunderstood, and explained with some embarrassment: "No, that ... I, I'm here for an interview."
"Interview?" A flash of puzzlement flashed on the man's face, and then he seemed to think something, and suddenly "ah", "Salted fish?"
"Uh?" Jing Yu froze for a while, before he realized that the other party was calling him, and quickly nodded in response, "Yes, I am the salted fish ... No, that, my game id: it is a goldfish, not a salted fish."
"Why--" Qin Fei looked at the young boy's helplessness in front of him, and couldn't help laughing. He had just returned from lunch and did not expect to meet him at the door.
Is it only 12:30? How come so early?
"Come in." Qin Fei hooked Jing Yu's neck and took him into the door.
Jing Yu passively followed Qin Fei stepping into the PG's door. Before he could react, he was pushed down on the sofa in the living room.
"At noon, I'm eating. You sit for a while." Qin Fei said as he went to the water dispenser and took a glass of water with a disposable paper cup.
Jing Yu scooped the cake on the coffee table in front of the sofa, and looked nervously at Qin Fei's back, guessing his identity.
However, guessing and guessing he left God-this guy is so handsome ... wouldn't it be a star or something?
So far, PG has participated in online games, so Jing Yu doesn't know what Qin Fei Chang likes.
But this does not affect his love for Qin Fei, who can play such a beautiful game, even an uncle he recognizes.
However, e-sports players are not too old, so the uncle should be impossible.
Still walking, Qin Fei had taken two glasses of water to his side and sat down, passing one of them to him.
"Thank you." Jing Yu took it carefully and took a sip.
Qin Fei raised his eyebrows-so confident in the game, so strong in winning and losing, he also called his husband, who thought he would be a free-spirited and lively outgoing person.
"What's your real name?" Qin Fei asked tentatively.
"Jing Yu." The other party responded almost without hesitation. "Jing Jing, the universe's woo."
"Studying in college?"
"No." Jing Yu held the paper cup in both hands and shook his head. "I didn't have the money to go to college after graduating from high school, and I'm doing live broadcast now."
Oh, so I ’m not available after 6pm every night.
Qin Fei stunned: "Live on the Demon Lord?"
"Correct."
Qin Fei also wanted to ask, the voice outside the door suddenly became noisy.
"I bet 5 packs of spicy strips, it's a sister paper!"
"Then you must have lost, he said he was male."
"The man's name is Fei Husband? I don't believe it."
"Well, I said you two can make a difference? If you have money, don't bet, bet on hot bars?"
The three men entered the door of PG while chatting, and then saw Qin Fei sitting on the sofa and the people around him ...
"Ah! It's a sister paper! I bet right, give me a hot strip!" A young boy with yellow hair jumped twice in place, scratching the tall sleeves around him.
The tall man and the other raised their hands in tandem, covering their eyes.
The conversation just now will not be heard by this new companion? awkward.
Jing Yu on the sofa was at a loss, not knowing if she should stand up.
Before making a decision, he was caught by the man around him, "I will introduce you."
Qin Fei said, leaning Erlang's legs and raising his head in the direction of the three: "The guy with a yellow hair and no gender distinction is called Luo Yiming, our family shooter."
"ONE?"
"Yes, that's ONE." Qin Fei nodded his head. "Then the taller one than Tokyo Tower, Han Leng, assist."
"HHH?"
"Well. There is another leaf."
"Oh……"
"Yeye, your sister!" Ye Hong couldn't help crying. "Why did I introduce so perfunctoryly as soon as I arrived?" Then he went to the coffee table in front of Jing Yu and sat down, and stretched out a hand to him with a smile, "You OK, my name is Ye Hong, PG's mid laner. "
Jing Yu stretched out a hand, holding the other's hand, and was flattered: "Hello ... My name is Jing Yu, Jing Jing's Jing, universe's Yu."
After letting go, he suddenly realized something and showed an unbelievable expression.
PG's mid laners, shooters, assists are all here ... Where's the jungle?
He turned his head mechanically to look at Qin Fei, opened his mouth slightly, but could not say a word.
Until the other party spoke first, he answered his question in a careless tone: "Oh, I forgot to introduce myself. I am the captain of PG, Qin Fei."