Lin Zhushui entered the ward and saw Zhou Jiayu and Shen Yiqiong lying on the bed.
Both of them still had water hanging on the back of their hands, and when they saw Lin Zhushui coming in, they all showed expressions of ingratiating themselves... It's a pity that they completely forgot, Lin Zhushui couldn't see their expressions at all.
"Are mushrooms delicious?" Lin Zhushui's thin lips parted slightly, his tone was not too cold, but it still made the two on the bed feel a little guilty.
"It's not delicious—" The two lied bravely.
"Would you like to have another meal?" Lin Zhushui asked again.
"I don't want to—" It's similar to the primary school students being trained. If it wasn't for Zhou Jiayu and Shen Yiqiong lying on the bed, they would probably have to look down at the back of their feet at this time.
"Why don't I order a takeout and a snack for you?" Lin Zhushui's voice was very gentle. If he didn't know anyone listening, he would probably really think he was caring about two pitiful patients on the bed.
"Don't eat, sir, I was wrong." Shen Yiqiong cried guiltily, "I won't eat indiscriminately again."
Lin Zhushui's voice was as cold as ice: "You should be really lucky, the game is about to start."
When Zhou Jiayu was being trained, he was as quiet as a chicken. After all, he even touched Lin Zhushui's butt, and he was thankful that Lin Zhushui didn't cut his hand.
After Lin Zhushui said this, he didn't reprimand the two again, telling them to come back directly after being discharged from the hospital, and then turned around and left. It seemed that he was indeed a little angry.
Shen Yiqiong lay on the bed and asked desperately, "Zhou Jiayu, what have you done to make Mr. so angry."
Zhou Jiayu thought to himself what can I do, and I was desperate too. He shrewdly said, "It's nothing, I just slapped Mr. on the butt."
Shen Yiqiong: "..."
Zhou Jiayu said, "Why didn't you speak?"
Shen Yiqiong touched his nose and said, "Are you really still alive? Is it true that you are already dead? What I see is your soul."
Zhou Jiayu: "… "
Zhou Jiayu felt that he really benefited from the competition that Mr. He retracted into the quilt and said in a loud voice, "You said, if I lose the game..."
Shen Yiqiong cast a sympathetic look at him: "If you lost the game before, the gentleman can still pay some money to transport you back. If you lose now... maybe..."
Zhou Jiayu said, "Maybe?"
Shen Yiqiong said: "Maybe it's really going to be buried in Yunnan."
Zhou Jiayu: "… "
Shen Yiqiong said: "But considering the fact that we were poisoned together, I will try to secretly make your cremated ashes into a ceramic jar and ship it back."
Zhou Jiayu said, "Then I really thank you."
Shen Yiqiong said, "You're welcome."
Zhou Jiayu actually felt an indescribable sadness.
After lying in the hospital for two days, the three of them were discharged from the hospital.
Of course, Lin Zhushui didn't show up on the day of discharge, and it was Yang Ziquan who drove them back to the hotel.
In the car, Yang Ziquan said, "The race will start tomorrow, are you ready?"
Yang Mian said: "Ready!"
Zhou Jiayu said, "I'm ready too!" He had already selected the color of the ceramic jar he liked and sent it to Shen Yiqiong for spare.
Shen Yiqiong probably knew what he was thinking, sighed and patted his shoulder heavily.
The game is about to start, but Zhou Jiayu still doesn't know much about feng shui. According to Shen Yiqiong's words, he calculated that Zhou Jiayu is more fortunate than for luck.
When several people arrived at the hotel, Lin Zhushui was chatting with another stranger. It can be seen that he is indeed famous in the field of feng shui, because in addition to the people who chat with him, there are a few people beside him who are hesitant to say anything, and the eyes that look at Lin Zhushui are full of stars.
Zhou Jiayu had an illusion, as if he saw countless fans who were chasing stars.
"Sir, we're back." Although Shen Yiqiong was afraid, he obediently went over to greet Lin Zhushui.
"Well, let's go and rest." Lin Zhushui said, "Tomorrow is the game, and tonight I'll play elsewhere."
Shen Yiqiong and Zhou Jiayu didn't dare to obey, they both prepared to go back to the room in despair.
Before entering the room, Zhou Jiayu asked Shen Yiqiong what the content of the last competition was. Shen Yiqiang scratched his head: "I forgot that the preliminary round was too simple, but I remembered that the final competition was about dragon caves."
Zhou Jiayu: "...Fuck, dragon cave?!"
Shen Yiqiong looked at Zhou Jiayu with pity: "You don't even know what a dragon cave is, do you?"
Zhou Jiayu: "...Yes."
Shen Yiqiang sighed: "Go in peace."
Zhou Jiayu almost didn't cry.
Then the two of them went back to their respective homes, each looking for their respective mothers, Zhou Jiayu lay on his bed, huddled into a ball, feeling an indescribable cold, he said, "Jiba, why do I feel so cold, is this the case? Is it an omen before my death?"
Jiba said: "You can turn up the air conditioner higher."
Zhou Jiayu: "..." He silently took the remote control panel, and found that the air conditioner was 23 degrees, um, it was indeed a bit cold, turn it up a little bit higher.
Tomorrow is a life-threatening game, and Zhou Jiayu thought he would be nervous and afraid to fall asleep. But in fact, he fell asleep less than ten minutes after he went to bed. Insomnia did not exist at all.
The next day when he got up to wash, Ji Bayouyou said: "Lin Zhushui knocked on the door at 10:30 last night."
Zhou Jiayu's mouth was full of foam: "Huh?"
Jiba said: "He probably thought you would be nervous and insomnia, so he wanted to comfort you."
Zhou Jiayu: "… "
Jiba: "But it seems that he only knocked on the door once and heard your snoring..."
Zhou Jiayu's hand shook slightly: "Am I still snoring?"
Jiba said, "Yes."
Zhou Jiayu: "… "
Jiba's tone was sad: "So, he turned around and left..."
Zhou Jiayu didn't want to say anything. After washing up quietly, changing his clothes, he went downstairs for breakfast.
He fell asleep in this competition, but Shen Yiqiong, who didn't compete, had dark circles under his eyes, and when he saw Zhou Jiayu, he asked, "Are you nervous or insomnia? Back then, my super-powerful senior brother competed in the competition. I slept all night long-"
Zhou Jiayu lowered his head and didn't dare to look at Lin Zhushui who was sitting next to him, and lied shamelessly: "Well, I didn't sleep much..."
Lin Zhushui sneered beside him.
Zhou Jiayu: "..." Brother, I was wrong.
Shen Yiqiong didn't know what was going on, so he whispered inexplicably, "Why did you provoke Mr. again?"
Zhou Jiayu didn't answer with a bitter face.
Lin Zhushui didn't say anything, just said as indifferently as usual: "Get ready to go after you finish eating, and enter the arena early."
Zhou Jiayu thought it was the same reason, after all, early death and early birth.
Several people passed by in Yang Ziquan's car. Yang Mian also looked like he was not asleep, and the dark circles under his eyes were particularly obvious. The mental state of Zhou Jiayu and Lin Zhushui is similar to usual, so Lin Zhushui will not talk about it. Zhou Jiayu is actually quite nervous, but the nervousness obviously does not affect his sleep quality. …
The arena was really crowded, which also proved that the Fengshui community really valued this game very much.
Zhou Jiayu actually saw a lot of foreigners outside the arena, and he said in horror, "This is still an international event—"
Shen Yiqiong said, "Yes, congratulations, you have to throw your husband's face abroad."
Zhou Jiayu: "… "
Lin Zhushui's expression didn't change, but Zhou Jiayu's mood changed. He always felt that Lin Zhushui's expression was frighteningly cold, and he might even take out a switch knife from his pocket and stab him to death at any time.
Jiba comforted Zhou Jiayu and said that Lin Zhushui would never do such an unskilled thing, so that he could play with peace of mind, if unfortunately he really lost...
Zhou Jiayu said pitifully, "What will happen?"
Jiba said: "Then I have to find another host..."
Zhou Jiayu felt that he was completely betrayed by the whole world.
Although there are many people watching the excitement outside the arena, only the contestants can enter the arena, and in order to avoid cheating, all means of communication inside are blocked. And once cheating is discovered, the faction represented by that player will be deprived of three qualifications, which means that they will not be able to participate in this competition for twelve years.
Lin Zhushui handed Zhou Jiayu's number plate to him. The number plate was a small round card made of jade, with a beautiful one hundred and fifty-six written on it in small seal script.
Zhou Jiayu was holding the small card, feeling that he was holding his own world, he said, "I'm going, sir."
Lin Zhushui hummed lightly.
Shen Yiqiong pretended to wipe away tears from behind.
Zhou Jiayu hesitated for a moment, then said cheekily, "First, sir, don't you have anything to say to me?"
Lin Zhushui said warmly, "Friendship comes second, competition comes first."
Zhou Jiayu: "..." Where did my friendship come from
Lin Zhushui said again: "Do your best, if unfortunately you lose."
Zhou Jiayu listened to Lin Zhushui's gentle voice, and was about to be moved when Lin Zhushui's voice became cold: "I'll buy another three catties of mushrooms for you to eat."
Zhou Jiayu: "..." He began to regret asking Lin Zhushui what he wanted to say to him. After all, the two have touched their buttocks, so why are they so heartless—of course, he only dared to think quietly to himself, if he really said it, he might not have to go to the competition.
With the mood of Xiaoxiaoxi and Yi Shuihan, Zhou Jiayu walked slowly into the arena.
The little girl who checked the number plate was actually a fan of Lin Zhushui, and said, "Are you Mr. Lin's disciple? Come on in the game!"
Zhou Jiayu forced a smile: "Thank you, I will do my best."
The little girl said, "I hope Mr. Lin will also win the championship this year!"
Zhou Jiayu didn't say a word when he heard the words, and floated away like a ghost in a trance. Now he is extremely glad that he didn't ask Lin Zhushui's disciples how the previous record was...
The author has something to say: Hahaha, send red envelopes to enter V, there are 100 today, come early and get them early~
Lin Zhushui: Well, if you win, I will give you something delicious.
Zhou Jiayu: What is delicious
Lin Zhushui: Guess what
Zhou Jiayu: …