Chapter 24： Variety

Qiu Yu originally thought that Wen Zhiyi's appearance was just a small episode, but he didn't expect that this incident would become a trending search on the entertainment section of social platforms early the next morning.

The article that triggered the hot search has a very obvious style of marketing account - a sneak shot at the beginning, and then "maybe", "guess" and "what do you think" throughout the article, leading netizens to think in a wrong way, but there is no substance " Rumors", all subsequent disputes were made by netizens themselves, and the marketing account stated that it was not responsible for this.

So, soon, the hot search was full of smog, from curiosity about the relationship between Qiu Yu and another person, to arranging for Qiu Yu to step on two boats, to fight for ABO equal rights...

Perhaps it is really because he has no sense of belonging to this world. When facing the Internet public opinion, Qiu Yu himself does not have any negative emotions of anger or humiliation.

On the contrary, he didn't care about the rumors on the Internet.

"What's there to be angry about? Even if they say that I'm on eighteen boats, I can't really become a scumbag." Qiu Yu sat down opposite Zhou Shu with a plate in his hand, and raised his hand on Lu Cun's head next to him Rubbed it, "Don't quarrel with them, it will affect digestion."

Lu Cun was holding a bracelet and arguing with the rumor-mongers in the trending search with a trumpet, when Qiu Yu rubbed him suddenly, and his face turned red.

He pursed his lips to avoid it, and said in a muffled voice: "Master, don't touch my head...If someone sees you, they will say you again."

Qiu Yu withdrew his hand, picked up the bun and took a bite: "What are you talking about?"

"Say you not only provoke Alpha, but even Beta." Mu Feibai finished breakfast, sat down next to Zhou Shu, and asked with a casual smile, "Is that person really your ex-boyfriend?"

Qiu Yu denied it: "It doesn't count."

At most, he is a scumbag who treats him as a backup tire and a way out.

Mu Feibai took a sip of the porridge slowly, his eyes fell on Qiu Yu's face, he couldn't hold back for a moment, and asked: "What do you mean by 'not counting'? He is not the one you have been waiting for... Have you ever been together?"

"Captain." DU Chen suddenly called out, his tone carrying some hints.

Mu Feibai touched the tip of his nose guiltily: "I'm sorry, I was wrong."

This question is so personal that it is offensive to ask. He didn't know why he couldn't help but open his mouth, but if he didn't ask, he always felt that something was blocked in his heart, which made him very uncomfortable.

Qiu Yu didn't feel offended, and answered indifferently: "We haven't been together before."

After a pause, he chuckled and added: "I didn't wait for him all the time."

The corners of Mu Feibai's mouth immediately turned up.

Zhou Shu saw that Qiu Yu was not angry about this kind of question, so he came over curiously, raised his eyebrows, and asked with a smirk, "Have you never kissed or hugged?"

Mu Feibai is at the table

Zhou Shu stared back provocatively, with a sentence written all over his face: Can you ask me or not?

Looking at the little actions of the two, Qiu Yu felt amused, knowing that a boy of this age is particularly interested in such things. When I was in the army, if a soldier fell in love with someone, I wished that the soldiers in the entire barracks would run to join in the fun, and even make a few jokes, until they made people blush and chase after them If you fight, you will give up.

Thinking that Zhou Shu and the others are his teammates now, and that the way they get along should be similar to comrades-in-arms, Qiu Yu flipped through the memory fragments, and nodded generously: "I hugged. Kiss... forehead counts?" Although the person kissed Actually it wasn't him.

"Huh? He actually kissed me!" Zhou Shu said halfway, when Mu Feibai stuffed a bun into his mouth.

"Eating can't stop your mouth." Mu Feibai gritted his teeth.

After taking a few mouthfuls of rice, he couldn't help but look over, his gaze fell on Qiu Yu's forehead.

It was covered by a layer of fine forehead hair, and there was a touch of lustrous whiteness in the gaps in the hair, which was similar to the soft cheeks. I don't know what it feels like to kiss...

Qiu Yu suddenly raised his eyelashes, and met Mu Feibai's gaze.

Mu Feibai lowered his eyes subconsciously to avoid it, then looked back quickly, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and said: "It's your turn to broadcast live at Rank tonight, do you have any plan to slap your face?"

Speaking of this, Du Chen interjected: "Really let him start the broadcast tonight?"

Mu Feibai leaned on the table with his head propped on his arms: "Of course, it's scheduled to be his live broadcast today."

Du Chen frowned: "Now the Internet is so fast-paced, he will be chased and scolded when he starts broadcasting."

Mu Feibai smiled and said: "Then you ask him, is he afraid?"

The eyes of the two fell on Qiu Yu at the same time.

Qiu Yu ate the last mouthful of buns, picked up a tissue and wiped his hands casually, then stood up nonchalantly: "Training."

Until the evening training Rank was about to start, He Jinxing couldn't help asking the same question as DU Chen: "Are you sure that the live broadcast will start today? Actually, you can change the time with Xiaolin Xiaolu..."

"No, just today." Qiu Yu said, and sat in the game cabin, "Coach, don't worry, I won't be affected by words."

Seeing that there was really no emotion on Qiu Yu's face, He Jinxing was relieved: "Okay, you can handle it yourself."

In fact, he hoped to see some passionate young people in Qiu Yu. E-sports competitions need to be driven by emotions. Whether it is anger against public opinion or unwillingness to prejudice, as long as it can become the motivation to win the game, it is a good emotion.

But Qiu Yu was too calm, which made him feel a little uncertain-he couldn't see the persistence of victory in such an overly calm child.

Fortunately, his intuition was right. Although Qiu Yu was not obsessed with victory, he was enjoying the battle.

Qiu Yu who entered the battlefield was like a fish returning to the sea, returning to his world, strangling the enemies casually while strolling in the courtyard, without hesitation, procrastination, or nonsense, every decision was made cleanly, and instructions were given It is also concise and concise, and neither attack nor retreat is sloppy.

Simply a born fighter.

"This, this, he is really Oga, could it be a mistake?"

"Good guy, if it wasn't for the fact that the league information cannot be falsified, I would never believe that he is an Oga. Even if he is not compared with Mu Shen, he is definitely at the level of a top player!"

"Curious about his pheromone, I seem to smell the smell of iron and blood through the holographic glasses, is it my illusion?"

In Qiu Yu's live broadcast room, the so-called swearing disappeared when the first Rank ended. Then, the debate about gender continued for two more ranks. By the fourth Rank, Qiu Yu was at an extremely disadvantaged situation. , with only a dagger, single-handedly killed a special-type mutant beast in the opposite wild area, and the barrage area suddenly boiled.

After all, e-sports fans belong to Mu Qiang.

Those people who used to be cloudy and suspicious of the video, after personally immersing themselves in Qiu Yu's live broadcast perspective and following him to play Rank after game, the balance in their hearts must be re-measured, tilting towards the direction they prefer to believe .

However, the rise of a legendary new star is something that many professional teams who have no chance of including him do not want to see.

So the invisible hands behind them began to operate, trying to find other ways to suppress this young Oga who rushed into everyone's sight recklessly. The opponent's strength surpassed the slander of public opinion, so they can still praise him—just like they have always done to him. That's what Mu Feibai did.

"The strongest Oga in history! Well deserved!"

"Damn it's so handsome, it's the light of Oga, beat up a group of Alphas so badly!"

"I really want to see Qiu Yu on the challenge list. I wonder if he can break the myth of Mu Shen dominating the list. I think his archery skills must be better than Mu Shen. I just don't know why he hasn't been on the challenge list."

At ten o'clock in the evening, the Rank training officially ended.

As soon as Qiu Yu was about to quit the live broadcast room, he saw someone gave him three high-value gifts of 10,000 star coins in a row. PS: One-person blood book ghost boss to swipe the challenge list! !

Afterwards, the barrage area fell, and all the fans were cheering, clamoring for him to play the challenge, to kill Mu Feibai's record once again.

"Boss Ghost, hurry up and check the rankings! We'll be waiting for you!"

"Turn over and admire God, and the soul will last forever!"

"Mushen said before that if someone can break his challenge record, he will broadcast live dances in women's clothing! God Qiu, go!!"

In fact, from the moment the barrage atmosphere changed suddenly, Qiu Yu felt that something was wrong.

The tempo of urging him to go to the challenge list was too sudden. Although he couldn't catch evidence, the acumen he had cultivated over the years of fighting made him quickly smell the trap.

It's a pity that the fans who were instigated by someone with a heart have no idea that they have become a knife in the hands of others, and they are still excited that their idol can stand up and face him.

Qiu Yu is not interested in challenging the list, let alone being a tool used by the behind-the-scenes gangsters to sow discord among the team.

He cut off the live broadcast and the game with a blank expression, opened the hatch, took off his helmet, and raised his hand to stroke his forehead hair that was wet with cold sweat. Even though it was not a high-intensity Rank practice, after four consecutive games, his body was still a little unbearable. Neuralgia hit his brain, his eyes turned black, and his stomach seemed to shrink together, causing helplessness. Controlled retching.

After Qiu Yu frequently entered the infirmary on the first day of training, Qi Zhefeng and He Jinxing would watch him finish training every day. As soon as the cabin door opened, the two immediately stepped forward, held Qiu Yu's arms, and carefully carried him out of the game cabin.

However, the intensity of the four consecutive Rank games on this day was different from the previous ones. As soon as Qiu Yu came out of the game cabin, he struggled to push Qi Zhefeng away and vomited while bowing his body.

After a period of chaos, Qiu Yu was sent to the infirmary, Yuan Lu came to clean with a robot, and the team members obediently stayed to help.

After tidying up and Yuanlu leaving, Zhou Shu suddenly sighed: "Brother Qiu is too difficult, I didn't suffer like this when I entered the youth training camp and just changed to the game cabin..."

Lin Jinxi felt concerned: "Yes, I would be Oga instead, but I don't have his courage."

Lu Cun rubbed his arm that was still aching from the impact of the game cabin, and nodded vigorously in agreement.

Mu Feibai smiled, and was about to speak when he was suddenly interrupted by a muffled sound.

DU Chen slammed the game hatch hard, his face covered with frost: "What a show of strength! I can't count my body! Tossing like that - I said that Oga shouldn't play professional at all!"