Chapter 19:

It was late at night when Pei Ran finished his homework. He got up and washed the coffee cup. Before going to bed, he swiped his Weibo.
He hasn't posted on Weibo for a long time, and there are hundreds of unread private messages on it, many of which were invited to him.
Pei Ran received several business manuscripts when he was in high school. He liked to try different things, and he also experienced the harshness of Party A at that time. After finishing a few manuscripts, his fans rose to 60,000, but he never took it after he went to college.
He glanced briefly at the private message, and was about to post a statement that he would not accept the draft, so he was attracted by a preview of the private message.
[TZG Sai Gao: Does your wife accept private papers? I want to draw a Lin Xuhuan...]
He is a fan of Lin Xuhuan. A few photos of Lin Xuhuan playing games were posted before the news. He has short hair and looks old.
[Fei Yuyi: What are the requirements? 】
Opposite seconds back.
[TZG Saigo:! ! ! Ahhhhh! 】
[TZG Saigo: No requirement! No requirement! ! That’s...how much is the manuscript fee QAQ...]
[Fei Yuyi: What is your usual appointment? 】
[TZG Saigo: My last appointment was 800...]
[TZG Saigo: Ah, I didn’t mean to let my wife 800 paint for me! I know that my wife's paintings are expensive! Just, I’m a student party QAQ, I really can’t afford too high a price. If you say a price, I will make an appointment if it suits you. If it doesn’t fit, I will silently be your little fan. I really really like your paintings! 】
Pei Ran's paintings are indeed expensive. The last time he received a commercial manuscript, the cost of the manuscript was tens of thousands.
Pei Ran pressed the picture for a long time and saved the photos of Lin Xuhuan in the phone.
[Fei Yuyi: Thank you, then 800, can you give me an email? 】
After taking down the other party's mailbox, Pei Ran closed the private message, sent a Weibo not to receive the manuscript, shut down and went to sleep.
It was the weekend when I received another call from Lin Xuhuan.
"But baby, your computer has been repaired." Lin Xuhuan asked, "When will I be free to pick it up? Or should I send it to you."
"I'll get it by myself." Pei Ran took out the pen and paper and held the phone between his shoulders. "Is it convenient to tell me the address? Or you put it in the security room?"
"Don't, you can come directly to the base, you can come and play with me by the way." There was a bit noisy on the other end of the phone, and Lin Xuhuan said in a hurry, "That's it, I'm going to order takeout, and I will send you the address on WeChat. "
When Pei Ran finished breakfast, Lin Xuhuan had not sent the address.
Could it be that the training is busy forgotten?
Pei Ran thought for a while, and just about to open WeChat to leave a message to the other party, the message came, it was a voice.
"But wait, baby, my brother will pick you up later."
The second after the voice ended, a precise voice call came in.
Pei Ran clicked twice to answer.
"Breakfast?" Yan Zhun's voice was dumb, sounding like he had just gotten up.
"Eat." Pei Ran asked, "How about you?"
Yan Zhun said: "Go over to eat. Are you busy in the morning?"
"No, I have time this weekend." Pei Ran glanced at the time, "Otherwise you will sleep again?"
There was a short whistle sound from the street, and he said strictly: "I'm almost at the gate of your campus. I will come out when I pack it up."
After hanging up the phone, Yan Zhun put one hand in his pocket, lowered his eyes and continued to watch the chat in the WeChat group.
The active TZG players are all boys in their teens and 20s. They talk a lot and are noisy. When they are not training, they can easily get 99+ in the group.
Today's topic in the group is Pei Ran.
Lin Xuhuan's stinky boy knew about his 20 yuan playing with him, and he knew everything within two hours of returning to the base.
[Your assault father: @严准我出50, people also want your full M4. 】
[You sniper father: @严准 I am out of eighty, no need to do what you do, you are the target and let me kill a few games. 】
[A shot hit my sister's heart: @你林许焕, father, are you sure his boss is not a pretty sister? 】
[Your father Lin Xuhuan: Not a pretty sister, but a pretty brother. 】
Yan Zhun snorted coldly and typed.
[Yan Zhun: @TZG Coach Yong, their cigarettes were hidden in the vase in the lobby on the first floor, and they went to pay. 】
[TZG coach Yong Ge:. 】
The group was instantly swiped by the question mark.
[Your father Lin Xuhuan: Brother? I trust you so much? Are you doing this to me? brother? ? ? 】
[Yan Zhun: Do you know what day is today? 】
[Your father Lin Xuhuan:? 】
[Strictly: The annual TZG base no smoking day]
[Your father Lin Xuhuan: Why the didn't I know that there is a holiday! 】
[Yan Zhun: Just established today]
[Your father Lin Xuhuan:...]
Yan Zhun put the phone in his pocket and saw Pei Ran when he looked up.
Pei Ran walked in a hurry. The campus gate was some distance away from the dormitory. He panted a little: "Have you waited for a long time?"
"Just arrived." Yan Zhun turned around, "Let's go, not far."
Pei Ran followed, took two steps, took out the contents of his pocket and handed it to Yan Zhun.
"I don't know if there is milk in their base," Pei Ran said, "I brought a glass. You can drink it with breakfast later."
The TZG base had just been making noise for a while, and now they were all around the living room for breakfast.
When the door opened, everyone looked up and saw Yan Zhun walk in slowly, his face was as cold as usual, and he was still carrying a glass of unopened milk.
Yan Zhun followed another boy, wearing a white t-shirt, with a gentle expression. The boy nodded at them, "Excuse me."
"Grass." The assaulter sitting on the right side of the sofa recovered, and said in a voice they could hear, "Really a pretty brother."
"Yes baby!" Lin Xuhuan immediately waved to him, "Come for breakfast!"
Pei Ran said hurriedly: "I have eaten."
Lin Xuhuan said: "Then you sit and wait? I will give you the computer when I am full."
As an aristocratic team in the e-sports circle, TZG's base is very luxurious. The sofa in the living room is large and comfortable. The players all like to use the sofa as a dining table.
There were people sitting on the separate sofas on both sides, and Yan Zhun walked to Lin Xuhuan: "Go ahead."
Lin Xuhuan moved a little bit, sat down strictly, raised his eyelids to look at Pei Ran, and then clicked on the empty space beside him.
Pei Ran sat down slowly, putting his hands and feet properly, without speaking.
The man sitting on the left picked up a glass of boiled water and made a toast to Yan Zhun: "I just paid them four packs of cigarettes and fined them 20,000 yuan. I will transfer the report to you later."
"Rare." Yan Zhun smiled indifferently, "I save it, there is nothing I can touch with you."
"Didn't you bring a bottle of milk?" The coach frowned, wondering, "You changed today? Don't you hate drinking this thing the most."
Pei Ran stuck his back on the sofa and was stunned.
Yan Zhun used a straw to poke the milk away and touched him: "Well, it's a stomachache."
Pei Ran: "..."
He found that Yanzhun's posture was very relaxed here, and he talked more.
Yan Zhun seemed to be very familiar with the team members. The players all called him his brother, and occasionally lost him when chatting, and Yan Zhun followed them.
"This is my brother's legendary boss, right?"
Suddenly being mentioned, Pei Ran subconsciously sat up straight: "No, I am not his boss, we are alumni."
The player nodded and pointed to Yan Zhun: "It's not you who gave him that strange buff?"
Pei Ran said: "It's me."
Another asked: "It's not you who accompanied him to walk around the small houses in the wild?"
Pei Ran said: "It's me."
"It's not you who made him follow him?"
Pei Ran: "...It's me."
A person suddenly stood up and stretched out his hand to Pei Ran: "Boss, boss, shake hands... I take the liberty to ask how many hours did you buy him? Is there any time left? I bought it at five times the price, okay, boss? "
Before he reached out to Pei Ran, he was slapped away by Yan Zhun: "Get up."
The man grinned: "Yes, baby, let's talk about the details on WeChat. I will use Lin Xuhuan's WeChat to find you at night."
"That won't work, I have to interact with female fans at night." Lin Xuhuan paused, "Of course, you can give me some rent..."
"Well, I will explode your Weibo trumpet now, let others see the world champion chasing female idols on the trumpet every day."
"Damn... Then I exposed your mobile wallpaper as a female anchor!"
The two of you talked with each other, and finally developed to the point where they wanted to watch SOLO again and again.
"Go! Come here!" Lin Xuhuan was fierce, "If I don't blow your head, you don't know what the right constellation is!"
"Who is afraid of whom? Let's say yes first, win three games in five games, and post ugly photos on Weibo if you lose!"
The training room was on the first floor, surrounded by transparent glass, until they entered the first Passion Lianliankan, Pei Ran remembered that he had forgotten to ask Lin Xuhuan for a computer.
The other players also slowly returned to their positions, and the coach stood up at this moment: "Strictly, come upstairs with me to discuss matters."
The coach looked serious and wanted to talk about personal matters.
Yan Zhun said: "Can't you tell me here?"
"No." The coach said flatly.
Pei Ran just wanted Yan Zhun not to worry about herself, so Yan Zhun got up from the sofa.
"Go to the training room to find Lin Xuhuan, let him turn on the machine for you to play first." With a convenient posture, Yan Zhun naturally raised his hand to touch Pei Ran's head, and quickly moved away, "Wait for me to come down. "
When Pei Ran walked into the training room, Lin Xuhuan, a star player, just lost a game.
"Grass, come again." Yu Guang caught a glimpse of Pei Ran, and Lin Xuhuan pulled a chair next to him smoothly, "Baby, come, sit and watch me abuse him."
Pei Ran sat down according to the words.
Lin Xuhuan's cube disappeared faster than others, and his voice was quite loud. Pei Ran watched them play in silence, but finally couldn't hold back, raising his hand and rubbing his ear.
Just now, Yan Zhun moved very casually. When he touched his auricle, his fingertips were warm.
This matchup ended in the third game, and Lin Xuhuan lost three games in a row.
"It's shameful for the right constellation." The assaulter laughed mockingly, "Hurry up and post ugly photos."
Lin Xuhuan was so angry, but still willing to accept the bet, he picked up his mobile phone: "Just send it out, wait for Lao Tzu to take a shot..."
He pressed the phone twice, but the screen didn't light up and the battery was dead.
"Did you deliberately? It's time to play the training game when the coach comes down. I think you want to delay the time and wait until the night is quiet before posting."
"Fart! I'm all on WeChat and Weibo on the computer, you wait." Lin Xu Huanbai glanced at him, and then said: "Yeah, baby, take a picture of me with your mobile phone, and then send it to me on WeChat. I won’t be able to start the machine for a while.
Pei Ran turned on the camera function, and Lin Xuhuan skillfully made a grimace: "Take a few more pictures, I'll pick one."
"Good." Pei Ran said.
After taking the photo, Pei Ran handed the phone to Lin Xuhuan and heard movement behind him, and two people came down the stairs.
What the coach was still saying to Yan Zhun, vaguely inaudible, Pei Ran looked back, Yan Zhun pressed his lips lightly, and said nothing.
At this time, Lin Xuhuan swiftly swiped the phone screen accidentally.
It wasn't until he approached the lounge that Yan Zhun finally spoke: "I don't think about it for the time being, I will..."
"Damn!!!"
Lin Xuhuan suddenly yelled, interrupting Yan Zhun's words.
Everyone looked at him subconsciously.
Lin Xuhuan blinked, excitedly picked up Pei Ran’s phone, turned the screen in front of Pei Ran, shocked and delighted: "Ran baby! You have saved so many photos of me!!! Are you my fan? Don’t say? I can’t find photos so long, but you still have... Have you liked me for a long time?!"
Yanzhun just walked into the training room.