The manager of the Maple Moon team drove them to the door of the hotel on Friday night.
Song Xueyang asked, "Brother Kun, don't you really want to come in for a drink with us?"
"Who am I going to drive to pick you up?" The manager pretended to stare, and quickly laughed, "You players cultivate feelings, I won't join in the fun, drink less, and call me when you're almost done."
Song Xueyang smiled and said, "Don't worry, I'm watching them, don't drink much, Brother Kun, be careful on the road."
Hai Xing didn't believe these words. He saw that Song Xueyang didn't drive and knew that he would be drunk again tonight. He touched his stomach, regretting that he thought about eating a big meal, and he didn't pad his stomach before coming.
Song Xueyang patted his head in a funny way, "What? Are you cowardly before you even start?"
Hai Xing, who never admits cowardice, rarely did not speak. Song Xueyang was the best drinker he had ever met.
The year Maple Moon reached the quarterfinals for the first time, the team captain Guan He of Xiaolang invited them all to eat together after the playoffs. Although they won the game, the team members who were tortured by Song Xueyang made concerted efforts to prepare Turning over the old fox, Song Xueyang was stunned to drink down eight teams by himself.
At that dinner, Hai Xing was unconscious early. It is said that when the top eight teams were lying on the ground, Song Xueyang was still pouring wine with a smile. The only person who survived was Guan He. The explanation of a fox was that he needed to pay the bill. .
Since then, there has been one more thing about Hai Xing's confession—drinking with Song Xueyang.
This restaurant is relatively well-known in the circle. The design of the pastoral style is friendly and simple. The most important thing is that the confidentiality work is in place. Customers have a real-name reservation system for meals, so there is basically no need to worry about reporters coming in.
Several people entered the door, and Zhou Ning carried the ordered birthday cake. The lobby on the first floor is very spacious. The business of this shop is hot on weekdays, but today it is a bit deserted. The room is so quiet that people dare not speak loudly.
The lobby manager showed a standard smile, "Welcome, how many guests have reservations?"
Song Xueyang showed his membership card, and the manager checked it on the computer for a while and said, "That's it, someone in our hotel has a reserved room tonight. After negotiating with the customer, the other party agreed to reserve a room for you on the first floor, but I hope you and you My friends don't go upstairs, can you think?"
"Package?"
This hotel is not only expensive, but also only available to VIP customers. Basically, those who can book a room are big people.
Starfish asked curiously, "Who is it?"
"Sorry, I can't tell you this." The manager said again.
"It doesn't matter, we're just on the first floor, just borrowed such a big light, I'm a little curious."
Song Xueyang wanted to repeat the cliché, when a "Welcome" came from behind him, and at the same time he heard the sound of the electric door sliding.
Several people turned their heads subconsciously, and were stunned the moment they saw the person coming.
A tall man walked in. He was wearing a light blue turtleneck sweater and casually put on a light gray suit jacket, but he looked like someone walking out of a fashion show. He was tall and slender. Type, quiet and restrained temperament.
As soon as he entered the door, he took off his sunglasses, and his fluffy hair was slightly raised, revealing a pair of eyes that were as clear as ink and wash.
Song Xueyang's face remained calm, and an imperceptible surprise flashed in his curved eyes.
Hai Xing raised his hand blankly, "Shen, Shen..."
He "sunk" twice, but he couldn't say the last word, so he simply closed his mouth.
Shen Huai didn't expect to meet Song Xueyang here. Although the Maple Moon Club was indeed in Shanghai, it was a subtle feeling of heaven to meet him in the same store on the same day.
He wasn't the type to take the initiative to speak, and when he saw Song Xueyang without any preparation, he didn't know what to say.
The atmosphere in the lobby suddenly became tense, and everyone's eyes fell on this delicate and perfect man for a while, but the latter didn't even know it, and even the arc of his gestures was naturally elegant and just right.
The lobby manager's voice trembled, "Hello, are you Miss Liu's guest?"
Shen Huai gave a light "um", glanced to the left, and landed on the birthday cake on the side. There was no name written on the cake, but a somewhat ridiculous red fox was sitting there.
He looked at the smiling fox, and then looked up at Song Xueyang.
Well, it's not really like that.
"The Tianfu House on the second floor."
Shen Huai nodded, and was about to go upstairs when someone grabbed his sleeve, he turned his head, and Hai Xing quickly let go.
"Me, me, can you sign my name for me?" Hai Xing rarely spoke so politely and even used honorifics. He grabbed the notepad from the front desk and handed it to Shen Huai, feeling that it was too shabby. I couldn't help blushing.
The lobby manager's expression changed slightly. The customers chose to reserve the room because they didn't want to deal with other people. If these customers had not booked earlier, Miss Liu agreed to let them on the first floor, and would not have let them in. This child is pulling other people's clothes and asking for autographs. If it annoys Shen Huai, it will be them who will be complained later.
She hurriedly smiled professionally, "Sorry, we can't borrow the note book at the front desk."
Hai Xing felt that this was very unreasonable, but still asked, "Then do you have any other paper that you can give me?"
The manager said stiffly, "No."
Song Xueyang was very thoughtful and knew that Sea Star was being rude, so he stopped him by the shoulder.
"Sorry, Mr. Shen," Song Xueyang frowned slightly when he saw Shen Huai, "He was a little excited when he saw the idol, and it was abrupt for a while. Can you sign for him if it's convenient?"
This was the first time Shen Huai had a face-to-face conversation with Song Xueyang. Without the filter of the machine, his gentle voice seemed to always carry a bit of a smile like his own, like the lazy sun shining into the living room at noon, making people tense nerves are relaxed.
He didn't speak for a long time, and Hai Xing also realized that it might not be appropriate for him to sign an autograph on this occasion, so he lowered his head and apologized dully, "Forget it, I'm sorry..."
Before he could speak, Shen Huai turned to look at the counter, "Can you provide me with a pen and paper?"
The manager was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly handed him the pen and notebook.
Song Xueyang saw that his drooping eyelashes covered those cold eyes, and his slender, white fingers held the pen holder and quickly left an art sign on the paper. This picture was even more beautiful and beautiful than the signature he wrote, as if even the movements Well-designed over general.
After Shen Huai signed his name and handed over the book, he went upstairs. Everyone's eyes followed him and disappeared at the entrance of the stairs. The lobby was always silent.
After half a sound, there was a sound of exhalation after another.
Fan Jingming said first, "It's not really handsome."
Zhou Ning agreed, "It's even more handsome than what I saw online."
Hai Xing held the book excitedly, "Thank you, Captain!"
The latter stared at the stairs without responding.
"Captain?" Fan Jingming pushed him and winked, "Are you bent?"
"How is that possible?" Song Xueyang retracted his gaze and said indifferently.
Zhou Ning teased, "Then why are you still staring at everyone when they leave?"
Song Xueyang's expression was already calm, "I was wondering why he knew it was my birthday when he saw the cake."
Everyone: "… "
Good question! They all saw it. After Shen Huai's eyes fell on the cake, he raised his head accurately and found Song Xueyang. Not to mention that the cake was in Zhou Ning's hands, more importantly, there was no name on the cake, only one Firefox!
It doesn't seem like someone completely unfamiliar can guess.
Zhou Ning thought, "Does he also know that your nickname is a fox?"
"Impossible," Hai Xing shook his head again and again, "Shen Huai has never paid attention to people in the game circle. When he participated in variety shows, he couldn't even play Tetris. Uncle Shen also said in an interview that Shen Huai usually sleeps besides reading books. , Besides, he doesn't seem to be the type that pays attention to e-sports, does he?"
Everyone nodded, indeed, Shen Huai felt a little cold, not like someone who was keen on hobbies.
Song Xueyang ended the topic, "Maybe it's because I'm more handsome?"
The rest shook their heads into rattles.
I'm sorry, Bi Shuai, the people of our Maple Moon team have never obeyed others.
Several people were led into the private room "Xiaoxiang Waterside Pavilion" by the waiter, and Hai Xing was still excited, "That's great! I actually asked for Shen Huai's autograph!"
Song Xueyang opened the wine first, "What do you want to sign? You are not his fan."
"But Sister Nana likes him." Hai Xing whispered.
The Nana sister he mentioned is Hu Nana, the captain of the God of War team. As the only female captain of the top eight team, she is quite respected in the circle.
Zhou Ning blinked his eyes and joked, "I didn't expect our Xingxing to be a warm man who wants to sign autographs for his sweetheart."
Hai Xing blushed immediately, "Don't talk nonsense! I respect Sister Nana!"
Zhou Ning laughed, "Okay, okay, I was wrong. When I meet Hu Team, I must tell her that our stars respect her so much."
Starfish lowered her head and did not know what to say.
This little episode was forgotten as the dishes gradually served. A few people got half drunk and opened the birthday cake. Hai Xing put a birthday hat on Song Xueyang, and took a picture with the candles on the cake. Posted a Weibo.
V Fengyue - Wishing Star: Congratulations to the captain who is one year older [yeah]!
The mobile phones of the people who set special attention rang one after another, Zhou Ning glanced at it, "Xingxing, you and the captain are not online today. Now that you have posted this Weibo again, Cang Yu will doubt you."
Hai Xing said, "I didn't expect it! Cang Yu can't read it, right? He doesn't even have Weibo..."
Zhou Ning was helpless, "No Weibo certification does not mean there is no Weibo."
Hai Xing panicked, "I'll delete it!"
"It's okay." Song Xueyang waved his hand, "Even if you don't post it, he will doubt us."
"Why?" Hai Xing, who thought he played a good role, was very puzzled.
Song Xueyang leaned back on the chair, his slender arms resting on the back of the chair, with a languid expression, "If he didn't doubt, he wouldn't ask us to play in the arena together."
"What? Why didn't you tell me in advance?"
Thinking of his subsequent explosion and six kills, Hai Xing felt his face burning hot.
The corners of Song Xueyang's mouth twitched slightly, "Only if you have doubts will you be more convinced."
Starfish: "… "
You tactical foxes have hearts!
Although I feel sorry for Cang Yu, what should I do if I still want to be a teammate with him
Song Xueyang turned the bottle in front of Hai Xing, "I will punish myself for one cup, at the latest by the end of the month, Cang Yu will be our teammate."
Hai Xing didn't say a word, just poured a glass of wine and drank it.
Several people chatted while eating, and did not leave the private room until 11 o'clock in the evening.
Song Xueyang dragged the drunk starfish, while Zhou Ning and Fan Jingming supported each other crookedly.
Song Xueyang knocked on the counter, "Beauty, check out."
He is handsome and handsome, with a gentle and harmless smile on his face, a beautiful tear mole under his curved eyes, a gentleman and elegant temperament, and the lady at the counter couldn't help but take a second glance.
The lady looked down for a while, "Sir, your bill has already been settled for you."
"It's over?"
Song Xueyang was slightly startled, then slowly raised his head to look upstairs, and the nonsense of Hai Xing came from behind him, making him come back to his senses.
"Who tied it?"
"I just took over, I don't know..."
Hai Xing spit out a "wow", Song Xueyang stopped asking, said "sorry", and walked out with Hai Xing.
Although Zhou Ning and Fan Jingming were not that serious, they were still in a trance.
The team manager who was waiting outside the door twitched the corners of his mouth when he saw this scene, "Team Song, you got them drunk again?"
Song Xueyang pointed to himself innocently, "They were the ones who poured me."
Of course, it is beyond self-control.
The van was parked at the door, Song Xueyang asked Fan Jingming, who was relatively sober, to get into the car first, then threw Hai Xing in, and finally helped Zhou Ning in and closed the door, and sat in the second row by himself.
Hai Xing lay on Fan Jingming's lap and stretched out his hand to scratch, "Why am I on the boat?"
"This is not a boat." Zhou Ning grabbed his clapping hands.
"But I seem to be floating!"
"Yes, you are floating." Fan Jingming laughed, "You are floating, you are shaking, you are shaking, weeds without roots..."
The familiar melody made several people suddenly interested. Before the car started, the three people in the back row were howling, and the manager frowned unbearably.
At this time, the door of the hotel opened again, and a person came out. A group of reporters holding cameras suddenly rushed out from the still silent night. The crackling footsteps came from far to near, and the flashes that lighted up one after another made people even more distracted. Couldn't even open my eyes.
This scene came suddenly, just like six big men suddenly rushing out of the grass and throwing skills at you, it attracted the attention of several people at once.
The man surrounded by reporters ran up immediately, Song Xueyang was still thinking about what happened, the car door was suddenly opened, and a figure quickly jumped in and sat beside him in the cold wind blowing. bang" closed the door.
"Drive." Shen Huai said.
The singing in the car stopped abruptly, and a few drunk people were like chickens who were scared and stupid.
Song Xueyang pressed his back against the car door and looked at him in astonishment.
The team manager, who could clearly see the person in the rearview mirror, twisted his neck abruptly, and made a creaking noise due to the excessive force.
No matter how the reporters outside slammed the car door, everyone in the car was stunned.
Shen Huai's face finally had a strange look, he urged, "I'll vomit if I don't drive again."
The van, which was still like a snail just now, jumped out with a humming sound.