"Come on, come on, cheers!"
In a small restaurant, Zuo Youyou at the table proudly raised the cup in his hand:
"For your performance today, come and come, I will give you a toast!"
For Zuo white-collar workers who work in foreign companies, self-acquaintance is completely a necessary character quality and skill. According to Zuo Youyou's own proud words, that is, "no matter what the scene, the old lady can hold it."
So even if it's only the first time to meet many people at the table, Zuo Youyou can still liven up the scene in an instant, and you can chat with everyone present in a very enthusiastic manner.
In addition, Zuo Youyou was originally a die-hard player of the League of Legends. For her, the match of the Shanghai Electric Association team that she saw today also made her feel the sincere admiration and admiration from the bottom of her heart.
That hits...
is really good!
In particular, Zuo Youyou, a strong and domineering royal sister who pursues the spirit of women's supremacy, is extremely satisfied and gratified that Tang Bingyao and An Xin from the Shanghai Electric Association team played beautifully in the two BO3 games today.
How do you say that
Oh yes, even in the field of e-sports, women can hold up half the sky!
In the face of Zuo Youyou's warm and generous toast, the other people at the dinner table also responded positively, raised their wine glasses, collided with each other, and cheered—
"cheers!!"
Well
Oh of course, except for Zuo Youyou, who drank beer himself, everyone drank juice.
After finishing the first cup, Zuo Youyou was still a little dissatisfied:
"You little bastards, how are you supposed to be 18 years old and still drink juice?"
"What if you don't have beer!"
beer…
Of course not.
People like Ren Rou, Ouyang, and Yang Fan shook their heads like a rattle when they heard Zuo Youyou's complaint:
"Don't drink beer, don't drink beer!"
"That's going to happen!"
Zuo Youyou was puzzled: "Something happened? Why are you still drunk?"
(Drinking mad... That's not so.)
(But something even scarier could happen—)
Everyone couldn't help but have the same thought in their hearts, and then they all subconsciously turned their eyes to Tang Bingyao, feeling lingering fears for a while.
Anyway...
In any case, don't drink with Tangtang again.
What a horrible scene!
Zuo Youyou looked at Tang Bingyao with a surprised look: "Tangtang? Isn't that right? Is Tangtang and wine poor?"
Tang Bingyao's face turned slightly red:
"I, I didn't—"
She protested weakly, but in the end she lowered her head in embarrassment.
Last time... I was really embarrassed.
…
The dishes were brought up by the waiter, and everyone moved their chopsticks unceremoniously to start eating, and they did not forget to chat and discuss in high spirits during the banquet, and the atmosphere seemed quite active and enthusiastic.
"We're going to win the national championship!"
Lin Feng raised the juice cup and announced again with confidence.
Yang Fan adjusted his glasses and smiled:
"If you can really win the championship of the National College League, it will create the history of the National College League, right?"
Ouyang nodded his head;
"Yes, yes, there is no precedent for a high school team to win the college league championship!"
Zhang Hao, who was sitting on the other side, took a sip of juice, and he also had hope and longing on his face:
"Now that we have entered the top sixteen in the East China Division, as long as we don't meet teams like Zhejiang University and Fudan too early, we will definitely have no problem advancing from the East China Division!"
Zuo Youyou laughed when he heard it:
"Hey, I'm not confident enough. Even if you meet Zhejiang University and Fudan University, you have to turn them over!"
"To win the national championship, you must have this kind of domineering!"
Lin Feng nodded sharply, with a cheerful expression on his face: "That's right! Fudan University and Zhejiang University are still going to blow up!"
Zeng Rui rubbed his forehead and temple with a headache, but he still gave up arguing with someone about this issue again at this time—
Zhejiang University and Fudan... Where are the opponents that are so easy to deal with
In any case, the atmosphere at the dinner table was made more enthusiastic by the prospect of the national championship, and the topic of everyone turned to this matter with great interest.
After chatting for a while, the interested people poured a glass of juice and started toasting.
However, after this toast, a pleasant voice suddenly sounded:
"That… everyone—"
Everyone looked at the sound subconsciously, and their eyes fell on An Xin who spoke out.
At this time, with a slightly apologetic look on her face, the girl explained to everyone:
"I'm sorry, I'm a little sick today, maybe I have to go back to rest first."
"You guys keep eating and talking, then I'll go back first."
After speaking, An Xin made a gesture of folded hands to everyone, and smiled apologetically:
"I'm sorry I'm sorry~"
Everyone was stunned, and suddenly they realized that it was extremely rare for Baozi to keep quiet and not participate in the discussion of the topic when they were chatting enthusiastically.
It turned out to be unwell.
Everyone who reacted hurriedly nodded in response, and Su Xue, who was sitting beside Lin Feng, pushed Lin Feng with his arm:
"Hey, care about the buns."
In fact, there is no need for her to remind, Lin Feng's eyes have already fallen on An Xin:
"Bun, are you alright?"
An Xin smiled back: "It's alright, alright, maybe I'm just a little tired today, just go back and take a rest."
Lin Feng nodded, "Oh", and quickly made a decision:
"Then I'll send it to you."
An Xin was slightly startled, then shook her head to refuse with a smile:
"No need, you can continue to eat-"
Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted directly by Lin Feng:
"I send you."
Lin Feng looked at An Xin seriously, this time he only said three words, and his tone became a little more serious.
An Xin bit her lip slightly when she heard it, and at this time everyone on the side also persuaded each other, and finally let her nod gently:
"okay."
So Lin Feng got up and was about to send An Xin off, but when the two turned to leave, Tang Bingyao's eyes remained on An Xin's back and never moved away—
She was neither jealous nor sad.
However, at that moment, she couldn't help but suddenly remembered the scene of everyone preparing to leave in the competition venue after the previous competition.
She remembered the feeling that the steamed buns gave her earlier that she was "lying".
Tang Bingyao didn't know why, but she was subconsciously worried.
like…
It always feels like something is wrong with the bun.
…
The subway station is not far from restaurants where people gather to eat.
Lin Feng and An Xin walked side by side, and soon sent the girl to the entrance of the subway station.
An Xin turned around, tilted her head to look at Lin Feng, and smiled:
"Okay, just send it here, I'll go in by myself."
Lin Feng nodded, but did not leave directly, but looked up and down An Xin seriously, and finally his eyes fell on the latter's pretty face, with a questioning tone:
"Are you really all right?"
An Xin laughed: "Idiot, it's really okay, I'm just tired."
Lin Feng was suspicious: "Really? You didn't lie to me?"
"Really, I'm fine."
"really?"
"really."
"Oh... are you sure?"
"Sure!"
"real?"
Snapped! —
The girl gave someone a rude shock: "Big idiot, there's no end to it, let's go, I'm going to catch the subway too."
Lin Feng frowned and rubbed his head, and then finally nodded reluctantly:
"Okay, then I'll go first, be careful yourself."
An Xin urged: "Don't worry, I know, hurry up and hurry up!"
Lin Feng turned around and walked a few steps, then turned back suddenly and looked at An Xin seriously: "You really didn't lie to me? Are you really okay?"
Looking at the extremely serious and solemn expression of someone in front of her, An Xin seemed to be stunned for a while, as if it took a while for her to regain her senses, she shook her head and replied softly:
"Really, don't worry."
The sound is very light.
But it seems to be deliberately controlling some emotions so that they will not be easily revealed.
Lin Feng finally turned around and left, and An Xin had already walked down the steps toward the subway station.
Suddenly Lin Feng stopped and turned his head back, looking at An Xin's back who was already walking towards the entrance of the subway station, and raised his voice:
"Is it really okay?-"
She didn't answer at all, just continued to step down the stairs, and the girl raised her white fist threateningly behind her without looking back.
Lin Feng shrank his head subconsciously, muttered "I'll just ask again" in his mouth, and finally left.
This time, when he turned to leave, Lin Feng was unable to see the girl behind him who had already stepped down from the subway station, but stopped at this moment.
Without turning around, her slender body turned her back to the direction from which the subway entrance came in. The girl lowered her head slightly, and the hair on her forehead was a little messy, covering the expression on her cheeks.
One hand was holding the handrail of the stairs beside him, but the white and slender fingers seemed to tremble slightly.
as if…
It took a lot of effort to make the previous journey seem easy and natural.
The girl bowed her head and stood there silently and quietly.
The slender knuckles of fingers... slightly whitish.
half an hour.
Inadvertently, a crystal drop of water fell quietly and silently, and landed on the back of the girl's fair and slender hand, with a slight sound.
pat—
The sound was almost imperceptible.
Yet it seemed heart-wrenching.
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The update is sent. This chapter was made up from yesterday. Last night, the plot changed and it was not smooth. . . Too tired to fall asleep. . Get up in the morning and finally get it done. . . Well, this chapter is still satisfactory.
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