On the way to the restaurant, because it was already dark, and the lights in the car could not be turned on, no one could see clearly. Yu Sui didn't take out his hand, and kept writing and drawing in Shi Luo's palm. At first, he still wrote Chinese. After a while he turned to writing letters.
Shi Luo was afraid of being seen by his teammates in the car, so he never dared to look at Yu Sui. He put his left hand on his left leg and wrote to Yu Sui, and put his right hand behind his head and looked out the window. Hands are itchy.
Shi Luo noticed that Yu Sui was writing letters, and silently complained in his heart, these days, English is only level 4, can't play and fall in love
The university that Shi Luo applied for is still on suspension. After doing this business, he really hasn't had the chance to go to the university to take the fourth-level exam, but he is a scholar after all, and he can still understand everyday English. Every letter is written, but…
Shi Luo frowned and turned to look at Yu Sui, his face full of confusion.
What did Yu Sui write? These groups are not words...
Through the dim light coming in from the car window, Shi Luo saw Yu Sui looking down at the palm of his hand, writing very seriously.
Yu Sui continued to write on his own, his fingertips slid faster. Shi Luo didn't believe in this evil.
Yu Sui smiled without saying a word, acquiescing.
Shi Luo frowned in a low voice, "I don't know German!"
Yu Sui quickly wrote the last two words, held Shi Luo's hand, and said softly, "It's just because you don't understand it."
Shi Luo frowned, and before he could ask any more questions, Yu Sui wrote in his palm: [What I want to say is a bit nasty, and it is inconvenient to write Chinese. ]
Shi Luo turned his head and looked out of the window again, he moved, and countless barrages went crazy in his heart.
After going to the European Division for two years, I have never seen him learn from the foreigners to control the foreigners. Bai stayed in Germany for two years, just to learn German. How attractive is it? !
In this carriage, Yu Sui, Chen Huo, and Puppy can speak German. Why is only Yu Sui so good? !
Why was Chen Huo only taught by Chen Huo a few words of swearing in German, and didn't learn anything else? !
I don't know how difficult things are going through, and I hate less when the book is ready.
Yu Sui, what the hell did he say...
I'm an adult, I've never eaten pork and I've seen pig racing. What kind of wind and waves have I never seen before? How obscene is Yu Sui that he can't write Chinese
Shi Luo rubbed his hot side face against the cold glass, and the fans who missed Yu Sui for the thousand and oneth time in their hearts were really smart. From when Yu Sui was fifteen years old, he could see that this was a good future. scumbag.
He doesn't have too many sweet words, he doesn't make a sound, but he can make others' hearts full of him.
This person was lucky because he entered the e-sports monk temple, and he really let him go to other circles. I don't know how many good men and women around him will be harmed.
Shi Luo gritted his teeth, moved uncomfortably, and pressed his hot forehead to the window glass.
Half an hour later, the car finally arrived at the restaurant where Zhou Huo had reserved a seat.
Chen Huotou got out of the car first, he looked up, "Isn't this a guild hall?"
"It's a guild hall. The dishes made by his family are very delicious, and the location is not easy to book. I still ordered it for you half a month ago." Zhou Huo smiled bitterly, "I originally thought that fighting NSN today would be a tough battle, no matter if we win. If you lose, you have to invite you to have a good meal, sit down and chat, and summarize the recent team’s affairs. I didn’t expect that today’s game was so mindless, it’s not worth going out for a meal at all... But all the reservations are made, The deposit has been paid, let's eat."
Speaking of NSN, everyone was dumbfounded. On the way into the clubhouse to the private room, they also met a few members of the Saint team and the Yizhan team.
There are two regular season games today, in addition to Free and NSN, there are also Saint and Yizhan. Saint has no suspense and also took Yizhan 2-0, but the relationship between the two teams has always been the best. They are brothers after the game. After the game, they went out to eat together.
Saint's Angel Sword has a good temperament and a good personality, and has a good relationship with everyone. Angel Sword and Yu Sui Shiluo still have some old friends. Seeing them coming, they greeted them and asked with concern, "Is ROD okay?"
Yu Sui said lightly, "It's not good, my mentality is broken. Today's two rounds are like shit."
Shi Luo looked down at his shoes and said in a low voice, "...It almost broke me."
Angel Sword laughed, "What does it have to do with you?"
Shi Luo couldn't tell the truth, and said perfunctorily, "I'm soft-hearted, I can't watch others being sprayed."
Before Shi Luo finished speaking, a few of his team's players sneered, and Shi Luo frowned, "Believe it or not."
"Our manager should have told Zhou Huo." Angel Sword reminded, "Recently, keep a low profile, don't cause trouble, don't be tempted by others, the Holy Sword's mouth is too much, obviously it is playing with the mentality of our competition area, just playing. It's too dirty, don't be affected."
Yu Sui nodded, "You too."
Angel Sword nodded, looked at Shi Luo again, and smiled softly, "When what you said is true, if you are affected by ROD, adjust yourself early, and we will play the regular season with you at the end of the month, don't let us take the lead. kill."
Only Saint and Free have maintained their winning streak so far in the regular season. When they meet in the regular season at the end of the month, there must be a team that is going to break the undefeated gold.
"With Whisper, you'll be in a double row with me?" Angel Sword smiled, "We've booked the upstairs room with Yi Zhan, let's go first."
"You can also find me." Chen Huo hurriedly interrupted and shouted at Angel Sword, "Remember!"
Angel Sword nodded with a smile and followed the two teams.
"Hey..." Chen Huo looked at the back of Angel Sword and clicked his tongue, "Yu Sui, look more and learn more, this is called a medical doctor, and this is the nanny and brother, what are you?"
"I'm your little grandpa." Yu Sui pushed Chen Huo, "Let's go."
The location where the land is expensive, the considerate and warm service, and the per capita meal of 5000+ should have a good rest in this clubhouse, but due to the tense atmosphere in the competition area, no one is in the mood to enjoy it. How many people The meal was eaten quickly, and Lao Qiao in the middle urged, "Can the food be served sooner? Let's hold back the plate, and don't let this devil chef explain each dish in French. I don't understand, let's serve the rice first, we are in a hurry to eat it. Go away when you're full."
Chen Huo sighed, "Yes, I'm upset when I see the devil now, let the chef rest."
The waiter smiled awkwardly, and sure enough, they brought rice to a few people, and a few people slammed their heads into the rice, and the dining hall was like a cloud of remnants.
The waiter was so heartbroken that he wanted to stay for a while. He introduced the chefs here to these young lads, how awesome it is to have a photo with them. Shi Luo had something on his mind and wanted to go back to the base as soon as possible. Avoiding the wait staff, "You will be charged for taking a photo with us, but it doesn't fit."
Zhou Huo had an occupational disease, and reminded him casually, "Yes, if you want to take a group photo, remember to buy a ticket to watch the game and go to the backstage to line up. Thank you for your support, Lao Qiao, don't take other people's tissues! Go."
The waiter's face was messy. It was the first time he met a guest who came here to burn his butt and seemed to simply eat. The waiter barely maintained his courtesy and sent a few people out.
Free eats fast here, and Saint and Yizhan are almost the same. When they went out, they met again in the luxurious and bright clubhouse lobby. Everyone greeted them, and each got into their own nanny car and left.
After eating, I didn’t taste dessert, and I went back to the base for training one by one. I couldn’t be more dedicated to my work, but I didn’t die, but something happened.
It took less than ten minutes for Free's car to return to the base. While several people were still taking showers in their respective rooms, Zhou Huo's cell phone rang as if to urge his life.
Zhou Huo thought that something had happened on NSN, he picked up the phone with emotion, and said to himself, "It's just a love affair, what a sin, and there is no end to it? I think these people are... I fuck!!!"
Free's daily announcement brother sent Zhou Huo a WeChat, which was a link. Zhou Huo saw the title and his eyes were black.
[It's awesome, why can't a single team in the local division be able to carry the holy sword? Let's see what kind of life our players are living in the wine pool and meat forest]
Zhou Huo sensitively expected that the photo of them going to that guild hall today was taken, but this was easy to deal with. He took the blame and said that he had to reward the players. Zhou Huo suppressed his unease. Clicking on the post, blood pressure instantly increased—
The post clicked open, and one saw a face of net red in cool clothes, and the background was the club where they ate today.
There are more than 20 pictures, Zhou Huo quickly scrolled down, and the picture below became more and more explicit. There was a screenshot of Weibo in the middle. It was a small Internet celebrity. happy.
Lao Qiao was picking up the coats thrown by some team members on the sofa. Seeing Zhou Huo's expression was wrong, he leaned over and said, "What's wrong?"
Old Joe stared at him, dumbfounded, "Fuck..."
Zhou Huo was looking at the following pictures. In the pictures, a few girls were taking a group photo, and there were a few people standing behind them. It was Yu Sui Shiluo who also had the Angel Sword, and Chen Huo who greeted the Angel Sword, and a few more. player.
Lao Qiao swallowed, "Is this... still... clear?"
Zhou Huo patted his forehead painfully, "It's a bit difficult..."
Zhou Huo exited the post, looked at his WeChat account, which was about to explode, and quickly opened it to read the content. His blood pressure soared again, and his anger didn't come out, "I don't know which pheasant boss is throwing a party and pulling several cars. In the past, it happened to bump into us, but luckily it was filmed!"
"These people are sick!!!" Zhou Huo ordered the clubhouse, and he felt regretful at the moment, "What do they have to do at that house?! Now the forums say that our players also went to their sea and sky feast, Saying that our players are in this kind of place every day, I'm going to fuck it! I was kicked by a donkey, why do I have to book this kind of place for them... "
"What's your business?" Lao Qiao interrupted Zhou Huo, "Don't worry! It's not that one of our teams was shot! What did Angel Sword say?"
"Their base is far away, and I guess I haven't found it yet." Zhou Huo had a forehead lawsuit, his brain was chaotic, and his liver was hurting, "I said that I won't cause trouble again recently, and I capsized in the gutter. Bringing a rhythm to them myself, I…”
"Don't worry, no one is blaming you!" Old Qiao has been sprayed with Yu Sui all these years, calmer than Zhou Huo, "I told them to go."
Zhou Huo takes care of the team with the utmost care, and has never been out of business. The first time he had an accident on his side, his mobile phone shook again, and someone sent him another picture. Zhou Huo looked at his eyes and instantly turned Full of bloodshot, "I fuck the holy sword! Are they ganging up on us? They just tweeted a picture of their players training, saying they don't know what a clubhouse is, I..."
"What's wrong?" Shi Luo took the shower the fastest. He went downstairs and glanced at the two of them, "Who tweeted?"
Zhou Huo was dizzy with anger, he took two deep breaths, handed the phone to Shi Luo, and sat down on the sofa.
Shi Luo was wiping his hair while looking at Zhou Huo's cell phone. Today, Yu Sui had a small meeting. Shi Luo was very calm at the moment. He slowly looked at the WeChat messages, but his expression didn't change.
Yu Sui's words were still in his ears.
"Shishen, when you were at IAC, you didn't even need a psychological counselor, so you couldn't handle this?"
Shi Luo's face was cold, so he wouldn't let himself be affected like ROD.
The recent series of small movements of the holy sword are too disgusting, and the sunspot who sees the wind making the rudder follow the wind is also a bit too much.
Shi Luo handed the phone back to Zhou Huo, "Pull a group, bring Saint and Yi Zhan in, come, just a wave of trolls."