FOG [e-sport]

Chapter 112

The two haven’t spoken since the draw and Yu Sui had been gathering points since the end of the draw. He hadn’t even glanced at Shi Luo since then.

Shi Luo really hadn’t been expecting it.

Of course, the fans in Shi Luo’s live broadcast had been expecting it even less.

【666666......】

[hhhhhhh, just a reminder that we can see you two chatting in the game. 】

[There’s a top player on the national server who looks like he’s earnestly gathering points but in fact he’s actually listening to his little friend’s live broadcast. 】

[What kind of experience is it to be in a relationship with a Slag man? Thank you, Shi Zai. I have now experienced it. 】

[What kind of experience is it to fall in love with a Slag man who’s so good at teasing? Thank you, Shi Zai. I have now experienced it. 】

[What kind of experience is it to fall in love with a Slag man who’s not only good at teasing but also good at playing games? Thank you, Shi Zai. I have now experienced it. 】

[So Whisper is in the same live broadcast room with me? ? ? 】

[To be honest, I didn’t understand at first just what kind of immortal was this that could subdue our unfeeling Shi Zai. Now, I understand. 】

[Now, I understand +1. At first, I couldn’t figure out how Shi Shen could be so sappy on his side account. But damn, if I had a boyfriend like Slag man Yu, I’d be even sappier than Shi Shen! ! ! 】

Now that Shi Luo knew that Yu Sui was running live broadcast in the background, Shi Luo was even less willing to say anything anymore. He thought hard about closing his broadcast. The queue for high-level strikers was just so god-damn long. The worst thing was that because he felt sorry for his fans who hadn’t seen him in so long, he had even opened his webcam...

Shi Luo tried his best to manage his facial expression so that he didn’t seem to care too much. He repeatedly clicked on the game client to take a look at the queue. The queue time increased bit by bit but he just couldn’t get in a match.

Shi Luo hadn’t spoken for several minutes. Yu Sui, while still in the game, sent him another message.

[Free-Whisper]: [Too embarrassed to speak?]

[Free-Whisper]: [Should I close the live broadcast?]

Shi Luo rubbed his brows. This person was pretending to be considerate again...If you really were so damn considerate, you shouldn’t have spoken in the first place!!!

The live chat began filling with comments like ‘Yu Sui, don’t go!’, ‘Yu Sui, don’t leave!’.

Shi Luo cleared his throat and was about to speak when he saw a few unharmonious comments.

【I’m so sick of this. Is this cute? What’s so cute about this? 】

[Flirting so blatantly. This is sick. It’s definitely talked this out and are deliberately making a show! They’re pro-players, how can they not know that the in-game chat will be shown on the live broadcast?]

[If my teammate were talking with someone else instead of focusing on our match, Im’ma f*ck em****.......]

[I don’t believe that this isn’t messing with his play. This is a high-level match, for f*ck’s sakes!!! Who’re they gonna blame if he loses???]

[66666, a match for the top of the national server and not only is he not pulling his own weight, he’s even here acting cute. Makes me sick. 】

[He’s so handsome that even the way he acts as a teammate is cute. Amazing, soooo amazing.]