When Chu's mother learned that Que Buyu was playing in this city, she wanted to go watch his game. However, there were so many people who wanted to watch Que Buyu's team play that they couldn't get tickets. So the family stayed at home and watched the live broadcast.
"So this is what the boy you like looks like." Mother Chu said with a little interest when she saw Que Buyu's expression.
Chu Yanyan took a bite of a strawberry in one hand, and took out his phone with the other hand to take a picture of Que Buyu on the screen, then put the phone down and said, "Yeah."
Father Chu took a sip of a cup of goji berry tea and said, "Young people are full of vigor and vitality. When they get older, to my age, that kid will play video games all day long. I'll see that he'll be older and more worn than me."
Mother Chu hugged his arm and said, "Alright, alright. I know you're older but you don't look old."
"I'm telling the truth. Yanyan, bring that kid here later and I'll have a good talk with him. You can't play video games all day long." Father Chu said, looking at Chu Yanyan.
"Okay." Chu Yanyan nodded in agreement. He was too embarrassed to admit that he made money by live-streaming video games. The original owner hadn't explained it to them, simply saying it was a job.
"By the way, Yanyan, how is your work going now?" Father Chu suddenly asked.
Chu Yanyan calmly replied to him: "The factory will be put into production soon." Fortunately, he had the idea of opening a factory.
"Oh, if you have any questions, just ask us. Don't try to deal with it alone."
"Yeah." Chu Yanyan nodded.
Que Bu Yu and their game started soon.
They began to look there.
The game is about controlling the game characters to fight, defend towers, capture towers, kill enemies to gain economic benefits. At this time, it depends on the commentator's eloquence to attract the audience's attention.
They are in the playoffs, which are single-elimination matches with a best-of-7 format. Winning twice will qualify them for the finals.
Que Buyu has been through many battles and is performing at his normal level.
The captain is stable, and the levels of other members have stabilized.
In the end, the Fuxing team won the game with a score of 4:1.
In the afternoon, Chu Yanyan went to water his carrots and was asked by his mother to help with the labor.
After working for three consecutive days, Chu's mother saw that he was in good health and stopped forcing him to work in the greenhouse.
Chu Yanyan finally had some free time, so he started live streaming, playing single-player games like Plants vs. Zombies, specifically levels that the original owner couldn't conquer. He took advantage of his free time to chat with fans, acting as a heartwarming little anchor.
As a result, this has increased the number of fans. The audience likes to interact with the anchor the most. He can talk and play games. Who doesn’t like that?
After the live broadcast ended, Chu Yanyan began to chat with Que Buyu, occasionally discussing things about the game.
Because Que Bu Yu has a game tomorrow, Chu Yanyan tries her best not to affect him and be a caring and considerate person.
"Yanyan, when will you take me to your home?" Que Buyu wanted to ask.
Chu Yanyan replied: "After you finish the game, I will take you to my house."
"good."
"Go to bed early."
"Yeah, Yanyan, you too. Good night."
"good evening."
After hanging up the phone, Chu Yanyan put down the phone and looked up at the ceiling. Alas, when will this day end? Staying here and eating his parents' dog food all day long, no wonder the original owner would rather live alone outside than go home.
The next day, after Que Buyu's match, they successfully advanced to the finals.
"We can finally rest for the next few days." They walked out of the stadium, and Wang Qi stretched lazily, feeling the sunshine outside and said.
Que Buyu looked at the people coming and going, but did not see the person he wanted to see.
"Captain, where are you looking?" Chen Huohuo asked.
"Nothing." Que Buyu withdrew his gaze and took a casual glance. Suddenly, he saw a familiar face. He seemed like a completely different person and quickened his pace as he walked towards it.
They looked in the direction and saw Que Buyu standing in front of a silver-haired young man.
Wang Qi touched his chin and narrowed his eyes as he looked over there: "It seems that person is the captain's target."
"Really?" Chen Huohuo looked at it with a smile on his face, his fingers slightly clenched.
"I thought you wouldn't come." Que Buyu said in a rather aggrieved tone.
"I'm here, but it's not convenient for me to travel, so I'm a little slow." Chu Yanyan said helplessly. The original owner didn't have a driver's license and couldn't drive without a license, so he could only let his mother drive over.
"Are you Que Buyu?" a clear and beautiful voice sounded.
Que Buyu raised his eyes and looked over there. The person was Chu Yanyan's mother, and she was wearing the same clothes as in the photo.
"This is my mother." Chu Yanyan introduced.
Que Buyu was a little uncertain: "Ah... hello, Auntie."
Mother Chu raised her sunglasses and looked at Que Buyu, saying indifferently, "Oh. Hello."
"I didn't expect you to be so young, Auntie." After finding the right state, Que Buyu began to praise Chu's mother.
"Well, thanks to my usual maintenance."
When Chen Huohuo saw the woman, he was incredulous. Wasn't that the woman he had secretly photographed? Why did they look so happy chatting? Wasn't she the wealthy woman supporting Chu Yanyan?
"Come on, let's go join in the fun." Wang Qi saw another woman appear and his curiosity was aroused. He pulled Chen Huohuo, who was standing there in a daze, and walked over.
"Captain, who are these two? Please introduce them to us." Wang Qi said with a smile.
Que Buyu coughed lightly, and rarely acted serious in front of Chu Yanyan, explaining to Wang Qi and the others: "He is my boyfriend, and this is my mother-in-law."
mother in law?
Chen Huohuo looked up at the young-looking woman. This person turned out to be Chu Yanyan's mother. Was she her stepmother?
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