The e-sports god is set up by others

Chapter 81 I am your father, ever-changing

Shen Jia'an hesitated and said, "Wait, your voice seems familiar..."

He frowned and listened carefully to the voice coming from the receiver.

The girl's natural voice is soft, with a sweet ending, which can be heard through the mobile phone, but her tone is indifferent and cold.

Lu Ziye had lazy brows and a cigarette dangling from his slender and thin lips.

He didn't intend to tell Shen Jia'an either, and watched the play in silence.

Luo Chuan didn't know that Goddess Shen Jia'an was Xiao Yan, but felt that this rebellious young man was attracted by Xiao Yan's voice.

"Is it a bit like your ex-girlfriend? Brother Jia'an, your way of striking up a conversation is really a bit too old-fashioned."

Lu Ziye laughed.

Said: "Every child is talking nonsense and telling the truth."

Shen Jiaan hastily said, "...No, listen to my arguments."

Shen Jiaan's head seemed to be stuck, he must have heard this voice somewhere.

And, indeed, he was a little moved.

In an instant, the heroic attitude of wanting to solo just now disappeared.

"Miss, do we know each other? Did I order the cockfighting app to play with?"

Xiao Yan: "?"

She frowned, "I've never been a playmate."

Shen Jia'an: "Is that the bel canto and sweet female singer who I have followed?"

Xiao Yan: "..."

Her voice was a little helpless, "I don't sing either."

"Could it be that I met at the disco two days ago—"

Before Shen Jia'an could finish speaking, Xiao Yan interrupted her.

She had a wooden face and her voice was shallow and slow.

"I am your father, ever-changing?"

Shen Jiaan: "..."

Lu Ziye: "Pfft."

It smells like gunpowder smoke.

He still hasn't been able to connect the two.

Gunpowder looked like a boy at first glance, he was ruthless and ruthless in his words and deeds.

The little girl was also slobbering, but her speech was always soft, and her milk was fierce and there was nothing fierce about it.

Sure enough, even the trolls didn't know she had such great potential.

What Xiao Yan usually hates the most is the discrimination in the game.

Even if she is a girl, if she has not figured out her strength, what right does she have to say that she is good.

You don't know me, so why blatantly despise me.

Xiao Yan had to be strong-tempered, and said softly: "Don't talk nonsense, this one is retired, come solo now."

Several people could clearly hear that she was unhappy.

Obviously, it was the first meeting of the new team members, and no one wanted to make things unpleasant.

Luo Chuan hurriedly ran to Xiao Yan, "Sister Yan, Brother Jia'an is mean, don't argue with him."

Xiao Yan didn't speak.

Lu Ziye opened the microphone lazily, "It's okay, he will kneel down and apologize immediately."

"Sister Yan?" Shen Jiaan repeated the name in a murmur.

He paused for a moment, then suddenly cursed, "Damn it! Could you be... Xiao Yan?"

Xiao Yan looked at the handsome guy in fancy clothes in front of him, and snorted lightly from his nose.

In the next second, the handsome boy knelt down in front of her and kowtowed reverently to her.

He said pitifully, "Sister, I was wrong."

"..."

Xiao Yan was still a little angry, but after all, she was in a team, and she would have to get along day and night in the future. She knew that Shen Jiaan's temperament was one of the few tenacity she had ever seen.

She asked puzzledly, "Why do you hate me?"

Shen Jiaan kept kowtowing continuously, and began to cry, "Sister Yan, I was wrong, I hate female players, but you are the only ones."

He cried, "You are the only female player I like."

"..."

Lu Ziye lightly dusted off the cigarette ash.

With a casual voice, "Is this the confession?"

Shen Jia'an: There was a sudden chill on my back.

(End of this chapter)