"Aren't you tired?" Huan Leng glanced at the time, more than four hours, but for those who have been playing games for many years, their hand speed and physical fitness will decline during this period of time. Why is this person still looking like someone who just sat in front of the computer? look.
Facing his gaze, Feng Nai only let go of the mouse, relaxed his wrist with one hand, the broken hair on his forehead fell down, and his deep black eyes were filled with self-contained dissatisfaction: "Come again."
His voice was still lazy, sounding a little careless.
But the strength with which he buttoned the black hat could not be refused.
Huan Leng paused, and put the earphones back on his head.
after an hour.
It was dark in Milan.
"Click, click..."
In the entire training room, apart from the sound of keyboards, there were occasional whispers from Mo Bei.
Zhao Sanpang looked at this scene and clapped his hands: "Okay, pause everything, come and watch the video I found for you, and watch while eating, An'an, I'm cooking for you."
As expected, Little Devil Bo has been familiar with it since he was a child, and he doesn't know where to get a serving trolley. There are three floors up and down, all of which are hot dishes just out of the pan. Wearing a small hat, she is cool with milk: "It's all here."
Feng Nai, who came out of the training room, saw that his head was not as high as the dining car, so he gave the little man a look.
Adolf hadn't gotten used to the scene yet, so he turned his head and asked Cat, Cat, and Bear, "I'll go, God Xiaoqin does everything and is so professional."
"Just get used to it, just get used to it." Hua Xiaoyi also admires the Qin family's family style, and they are also the second generation rich, but the one raised by the Qin family... has a different style of painting.
As the back kitchen staff, Little Devil Bo has fully demonstrated his gentlemanly demeanor, and opened the chair for Mo Bei: "Sister Bei, you sit down first, today's main course is your favorite Hangjiao beef and Longjing shrimp, The side dish is broccoli with garlic, not much meat, you eat first, I will squeeze a juice for you."
Mo Bei looked at the little man who only saw her long legs, bent down and patted his head: "Okay."
"Little devil, I too..." Zhao Sanpang didn't finish his sentence.
Little Devil Bo pushed his dining car away.
This is simply discriminatory treatment on the surface.
Cat, Cat And Bear couldn't help but turned sideways, and reminded: "Boss, why don't you take another look, maybe Little Qin God might poison your food."
"Hmm! Hmm!" As a new member of Ganfan, Adolf is not blind, he can fully see the disharmony between Xiaoqin God and Old K: "It must be that Old K is too tea."
"This meat, absolutely!" Adolf took a sip and couldn't wait to sit down.
After training for so long, every member is hungry.
But as a player, we all know that in this period, we must have standard nutrition control in food.
Therefore, both cucumber juice and bitter melon juice are necessary. What you drink depends on your luck.
This is also the reason why Cat, Cat and Bear has not moved its chopsticks for a long time.
Adolf was new here, and he didn't know the circles here. When he saw someone handed him a "juice", he didn't look carefully at who gave it. After drinking it, his face was deformed, and he turned his head to find the trash can!
Zhao Sanpang pressed the person down and smiled: "Drink it, young people, you need to reduce the fire more."
Adolf looked at the calm culprit opposite him, feeling really miserable.
Feng Nai raised his glass, unabated.
Adolf: ... I ... XX!
Huan Leng was the last to come to the table. He watched this scene and his eyes fell on Mo Bei.
"bey, let's talk."
(end of this chapter)