Some words are spoken, not because they are brave, but often just because the person who speaks does not realize their true intentions.
For example, for Lin Feng, in the team training tonight, he was able to maintain such a perfect state and performance, in fact, it was simply because he had entered that rhythm state in the past two days.
All operations and reaction speed can be done subconsciously.
The operation can still be handy.
Various aspects of consciousness have also become accustomed to naturally without the slightest omission.
It had nothing to do with whether he was worried about buns or not.
In fact, what he said didn't need to worry too much about An Xin's physical condition, it was just a subconscious habit.
Because in the past, Lin Feng was always the one who needed to be worried about the way they got along with each other as childhood sweethearts. As for An Xin, Lin Feng never needed to worry about it.
It was as if An Xin had been taking care of Lin Feng in those days.
And neither of the two felt that there was anything wrong with it.
If something happens, the first thing Lin Feng will think of is steamed buns.
Because she was the one who made Lin Feng feel more at ease and trust than the teammates of the team back then.
Many things will gradually become a habit in time, and quietly become a kind of waiting.
It seems that when Lin Feng is in high spirits and fighting for his dreams, he does not need to think about what is behind him, but there will always be such a slender and slender figure behind him quietly following him.
No need to look back.
It was because he knew that the people behind him would always stand behind him with that kind of smile, and would not leave.
"Baozi never need to worry."
"Because she's a bun."
For Lin Feng, his thoughts are so pure and simple.
but…
This kind of idea may eventually be unrealized one day.
…
All the way home, Lin Feng had been thinking hard about one thing while eating dinner at the dinner table.
He remembered that something flashed through his mind this evening, but he didn't remember anything.
It seems to be a memory from a long time ago.
vague and unreal.
Lin Feng put down the bowls and chopsticks, frowning earnestly and trying to recall.
seem…
Also about the buns
However, I didn't think about it for a long time, so Su Xue, who was sitting opposite Lin Feng, was a little surprised:
"Hey, what's wrong with you? Is the food not to your taste tonight?"
Lin Feng scratched his hair and shook his head: "Oh no... I feel like I forgot something—"
Su Xue was stunned when she heard it, and then began to ruthlessly complain:
"It's normal, right? Your memory-breaking nature of forgetting your keys every time you go out, forgetting one or two things is nothing at all."
Lin Feng frowned and shook his head vigorously:
"no."
"This matter... seems to be very important."
…
Some absent-mindedly finished dinner, Su Xue began to pack up the dishes and prepare to wash the dishes, while Lin Feng went straight into his bedroom.
A swooping, large-shaped lying down on the soft and comfortable bed, rolled back and forth twice, then Lin Feng looked at the ceiling above his head, froze for a while, then took out his mobile phone and dialed a number .
beep-beep-beep-
The call was connected, and An Xin's familiar and pleasant voice came from the other end of the phone:
"Hey?"
The voice seemed very light, with the girl's lightness and liveliness as always, as if she could not hear the slightest weakness and exhaustion caused by illness.
Lin Feng felt relieved when he heard it:
"Hey, it's me."
An Xin on the other end of the phone smiled: "I know it's you, it's not like I don't have your number, what's wrong?"
Lin Feng scratched his hair with the other hand:
"Oh... it's nothing, you asked for sick leave and didn't come to class today."
An Xin: "Oh, yes, it's actually nothing, it's just a little uncomfortable. It's not like you don't know the personalities of my parents, a little illness will make you nervous for a long time, and you even ask for leave for me... Originally this afternoon I can go to class."
The tone was very light, and there was a little grumbling complaining.
Lin Feng was stunned.
I see!
Indeed, based on his understanding of the temperament and personality of Baozi's parents, it is indeed the kind of personality that is easy to worry about for a long time over the little things.
So saying that...
"So Baozi, you're really fine!"
Lin Feng was a little happy, and his mood suddenly became relaxed.
An Xin smiled: "It's alright, I still have two days of sick leave, maybe I can go tomorrow - at least the team training will be there tomorrow night. There are only four of you today, how about the training?"
The topic was turned off very skillfully and naturally, and Lin Feng didn't notice this at all, and immediately talked to An Xin about the training tonight.
Of course, Lin Feng also told An Xin truthfully about the list of elimination groups in the East China Division.
…
"So... are you going to face Zhejiang University?"
Although I can't see the expression through the phone, I can hear that An Xin seems to be slightly picking up the beautiful Liu Mei and making a comment:
"In this case, the quarterfinals will be a tough battle."
Lin Feng is full of confidence:
"It's okay, Zhejiang University is nothing, we will definitely win!"
"I'm getting better and better lately!"
An Xin on the other end of the phone couldn't help but tickled the corner of her mouth slightly: "Yes? Then we will wait for your great god to carry the audience. There will be no super god, but I want you to treat me to dinner~ "
Lin Feng patted his chest and vowed, "No problem!"
Immediately, the topic turned again, and Lin Feng told An Xin all about the phone call between himself and Senior No. 1, and the task of reaching the top five of the Hanbok Kings list.
In this kind of thing, apart from the childhood sweetheart girl, Lin Feng really couldn't find anyone else who could share these little secrets.
And An Xin, who had listened carefully to everything, couldn't help but be slightly surprised:
"Senior No. 1... Do you want to be in the top five of the Hanbok Kings list in a month?"
"That's right." Lin Feng nodded as a matter of course, and added by the way: "But I myself want to be in the top three. It would be better if I can hit the top."
An Xin pouted: "So confident, can you do it?"
Lin Feng's face was full of fighting intent: "There is definitely no problem! The tasks that seniors handed me have to be over-completed! Otherwise, I will be living up to the expectations of seniors!"
Then he remembered another thing:
"By the way, Senior No. 5 seems to miss you very much, so you can call her back when you have time."
An Xin has some surprises and surprises:
"Miss Xiao Wu?"
"I haven't contacted her for a long time, okay, okay, give me her number later, I'm going to have a good chat with her."
Because there is no worry about the girl's physical condition, the two people on the phone chatted for a while in a relaxed and pleasant atmosphere. For example, An Xin was still helping Lin Feng to make suggestions and figure out how to get on the list of the Hanbok king group early. Top five—
"For the Hanbok Kings group, it's really suitable for you to rush to the rankings in the middle lane."
"Recently, it seems that in the high-end games of Hanbok, the use of murlocs, monsters and cards will be more popular, and it seems that there are more ice birds. In this kind of game, if you don't get a good hero, you can simply use these few. Banned~"
"By the way, there are other Korean professional players who usually end their training after nine or ten in the evening to play the passers-by. You can also avoid this period, it will be easier-"
An Xin on the other end of the phone seemed to have a lot of experience with the Hanbok Kings group, and she was also very interested in speaking.
But suddenly, Lin Feng's voice sounded a little abruptly, interrupting the process of the girl's teaching:
"steamed stuffed bun."
The girl's voice on the other end of the phone paused:
"Huh? What's wrong."
Holding the microphone in his hand, Lin Feng's expression suddenly became a little serious:
"You won't lie to me, will you?"
A word without end.
But the girl on the other end of the phone was suddenly quiet.
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The update is sent. There was absolutely no time code on the island of Semporna yesterday. . . Come and apologize.
There should be a chapter to be added tonight, so let's go to the coding now.
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