WD-Ayan: Pei Shen, can we have more trust in each other? We are brothers after all, don't think so badly of others...
Y: If you have something to say, say it quickly. Otherwise, I’m going to turn off my phone and go to sleep.
WD-Ayan: No, no, no! Wait a minute! Actually, there's nothing special going on. I'm just worried that you guys might be struggling with your youth. It would be a shame if I didn't see you at the next competition, so I decided to do a little good and introduce you to someone.
After saying that, the WD captain sent Pei Yan several videos.
WD-Ayan: This is it, a host, his live ID is Chou Chou, he is a technical streamer, he is considered an old host, very good, see if you can train him.
Pei Yan opened and watched all the videos sent by Ah Yan one by one. They were standard auxiliary ideas, but the awareness was very good and very stable.
After watching a few videos, it seems that no matter what the rhythm is, this anchor can keep up. He is much better than those in the youth training. It is definitely worth considering.
Y: Contact information.
WD-Ayan: [A screenshot of a WeChat ID.jpg] Our captain had his eye on this guy originally, and this was his contact info he scraped together. But then our club boss spent a ton of money to buy someone back, and we haven't had any contact with him since. Now it's yours~
Y: Oh.
WD-Ayan: That's it? Pei Shen, you're not even saying thank you? Is there still love? O (╥﹏╥)o
Y: Never loved, thank you.
WD-Ayan: Master Pei, there won’t be a second time for something like this. We’ll be apart for three days!
Y: It’s up to you.
WD-Ayan: Forget it, forget it... I'm too lazy to argue with you. Just a reminder, this streamer is said to have a bit of a bad temper, so don't start chatting with him about joining the team in a businesslike manner.
Y: If we don’t talk about business, then what about love?
WD-Ayan: ...He's straight. But I heard he's looking to take on an apprentice. How about... you try pretending to be his apprentice first, then talk about it after you've established a good relationship?
Pei Yan ignored Ah Yan who was still chattering away and sending messages. He memorized the number and clicked to add a friend.
After entering a string of characters and numbers, a user with a panda head emoticon as his avatar and the nickname "Assisting also kills randomly" popped up.
This WeChat nickname is quite arrogant.
Pei Yan thought for a moment, then clicked "Add to Contacts" and added a note: "King, are you accepting disciples? 500 per round."
If the other party is afraid that he is not good enough and doesn't want to pay attention to him, at least they will give him a chance for the sake of money.
......
"Ranran, stop drinking. If you get drunk, I won't be able to carry you back with my thin arms and legs." Moran patted Qiao Ran's back and pressed down the beer bottle that she was about to put into her mouth.
She is Qiao Ran's best friend, and it was she who brought Qiao Ran into the live streaming industry after she was not selected in the youth training program.
Mo Lan and Qiao Ran have known each other since childhood, and no one knows better than her how Qiao Ran has managed to survive on his own until now.
Qiao Ran is a stubborn person who doesn't like socializing. He keeps everything to himself and is willing to carry the burden on himself even if the sky falls.
At most, it would be like now. When I feel extremely uncomfortable, I would call her out, find a stall on the roadside, eat some skewers, drink a few bottles of wine, and then continue to move forward when I wake up tomorrow.
"I just don't understand... She gave birth to me but never raised me... Why should I be the one to pay back the money she owed while having a good time out there?"
Qiao Ran supported his heavy head and burped. His slightly drunk face was slightly flushed, and he looked indescribably charming under the light.
"Those people are bothering you again?" Mo Lan looked at Qiao Ran worriedly, "But hasn't your mother already..."
Qiao Ran was just about to say something to Moran when his cell phone rang. It was a WeChat message alert.
Qiao Ran doesn't add many people on WeChat. Under the pressure of life, she has become very vigilant. In order to prevent her information from being leaked, she rarely adds others.
So, she couldn't figure out who on the list would send her a message at this point.
Qiao Ran wiped his face without any care and opened WeChat in a daze.
It’s actually a friend request?!
And...this avatar...and this WeChat ID...
Looks a little familiar...
Qiao Ran was a little drunk at the moment and couldn't remember where he had seen this WeChat account.
However, this did not prevent her from noticing the "500 per game" in the notes.
Wow! So rich and powerful...
Don't be a liar...
Qiao Ran just sat there, staring at the screen without saying a word.
Moran was startled by her, thinking something had happened, and quickly put down the skewers in his hand, wiped his hands, and leaned over.
"What's wrong!"
Mo Lan glanced at Qiao Ran's phone interface and couldn't help asking, "Who is this person? Is it those debt collectors again? Come here! I'll help you scold them back!"
As he said that, he was about to get Qiao Ran's cell phone.
Qiao Ran immediately protected the phone like a treasure: "I'm not here to collect debts! Don't mess around... This is the God of Wealth!"
Qiao Ran laughed foolishly and clicked "Yes" as he said this: "God must have seen that I was too poor, so he sent someone to give me money..."
Qiao Ran's voice became smaller and smaller, and finally he fell headfirst onto the table.
Moran slapped his head speechlessly and pushed Qiao Ran, but there was no response at all.
"It's always like this! Qiao Ran, if I want to go out drinking with you again, I'll be your grandson!"
......
Pei Yan didn't expect his friend to agree so quickly. He thought that the other party would definitely say something on his own initiative, at least asking him why he wanted to become a disciple, what his rank was, etc.
As a result, after waiting for a long time with the phone in hand, the message box was still empty, and the other party didn't even send an emoticon.
Pei Yan stared at his phone, narrowing his eyes slightly, as if he was a little confused.
It was not until the next morning that Pei Yan woke up from his sleep, touched his phone and took a look, but there was still no response.
"I heard from a friend that you're planning on taking in a disciple soon? Could you give me a chance?"
Pei Yan stood in the bathroom, brushing his teeth while editing a message and sending it out, trying his best to sound like a newbie.
On this side, Qiao Ran had just woken up from a hangover.
I propped myself up and sat up, leaning against the head of the bed, my head feeling slightly swollen.
It goes without saying that it was Moran who brought her back yesterday and caused her trouble again.
Thinking about this, Qiao Ran reached out for the phone on the bedside table, wanting to send a message to Moran to thank him.
As soon as I opened WeChat, a message prompt popped up.
The avatar and nickname looked familiar, but Qiao Ran was sure that this person was not common in his list.
Strange...when did she add such a person?
Qiao Ran subconsciously opened the dialog box and felt a little puzzled when he saw the message. Then he clicked on the person's avatar and jumped to the person's profile page.
Qiao Ran sat up straight in an instant, and the discomfort and tiredness after the hangover disappeared instantly.
Qiao Ran finally understood why he felt the avatar and nickname looked familiar!
She remembered that when she was in NSD youth training, Pei Yan's WeChat was circulated among the trainees. She wrote it down and secretly searched for it.
However, when she finally left, she didn't have the courage to press the add button.
This WeChat account...belongs to Pei Yan!
She would never make a mistake!
This time, Qiao Ran remembered not only Pei Yan's WeChat, but also the psychedelic process of adding friends after getting drunk last night.
She couldn't understand why Pei Yan suddenly added her and asked her if she would accept a disciple? And why did he pay her 500 per game?
Who can teach Pei Yan this technique? Who has the ability?
Qiao Ran took a deep breath, patted his face, and tried to get himself out of the huge pie that his male god wanted to add him on WeChat and give him money to become his disciple, and think about this matter carefully.
His stomach made an inopportune growling sound, reminding Qiao Ran that the barbecue he had eaten yesterday had been digested overnight and he could continue eating.
Qiao Ran lazily walked into the kitchen in slippers and with messy hair, and opened the refrigerator door.
The musty smell that hits you in the face makes you frown.
The only apple in the refrigerator was half rotten and had disgusting mold spots on it.
"Tsk..." Qiao Ran pinched his nose and threw the rotten apple into its final destination - the trash can.
Then, he turned and went to the bathroom.
Fifteen minutes later, Qiao Ran dried her wet hair, tied it into a simple ponytail, changed her clothes, and went to the convenience store downstairs to find some food, and by the way, stock up some food for this unpopular home.
After a while, her thoughts became much clearer.
Her information is in the NSD team's past youth training files. If the team wants to contact her, they can just call her directly. Even if they add her on WeChat, there is no need to use the excuse of accepting her as a disciple.
Yang Rui's performance in this match was something that neither Pei Yan nor the team could ignore. He was likely to leave the team, and the starting support position for NSD would naturally be vacant...
If she is the coach or captain of the team, the most important thing at this time is to find someone to fill in as soon as possible, and the sooner the better, so that the team members have as much time as possible to get used to each other and not affect the next game.
Qiao Ran was picking and choosing in front of the shelves of the convenience store. She connected all the dots in her mind and came to a conclusion that was so coincidental that she was speechless.
Pei Yanjia, it is possible that this is just a beautiful misunderstanding.
In fact, Pei Yan had his eyes on someone else and wanted to invite that person to play the support position in the team, but for some reason, he was added to her by mistake.
That way, everything makes sense...
However... Pei Shen, who is known for his aloofness, actually has to pretend to be his disciple in order to get close to him?
Qiao Ran suddenly felt that Pei Yan's image had cracked.
However, at this moment, our Pei Shen was not aware of the problem at all. He waited for a long time without receiving a response and thought that the other party was still asleep and had not seen the message.
After all, in their line of work, it is normal to have a reversed day and night cycle.
Yang Rui's departure from the team has left many issues unsolved.
As the team leader, Pei Yan has a lot of things to deal with, so it is naturally impossible for him to stare at his phone all the time.
So Pei Yan put the cell phone into his trouser pocket.
......
Qiao Ran bought some frozen dumplings and instant noodles and walked back carrying two shopping bags.
I thought I should send a message to explain everything when I get home, so as not to delay other people's work.
There was a pungent smell in the dilapidated old building, and the half-dried paint on the mottled walls looked like scarlet blood, with a hint of flow.
The cursing words covered the original advertisement, and the sprayer even lost control of one stroke and it landed on the door of the neighboring house.
The sky outside was extremely gloomy, with thunder mixed with the chirping of cicadas, making the already upset people even more breathless.
The author has something to say:
Pei Yan: Why don’t you reply to the message?
Qiao Ran: You added the wrong person.
Pei Yan: Sorry.
(End of the play)
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