Author: Baibai Bu Mo

The next day

"Hahaha, it's rare to see such an honest young man Huang!" Fang Rui laughed so much that he was having breakfast while watching yesterday's interview content.

"Indeed, if I didn't look at my face, I would think it was Zhou Zekai who was interviewed on the court." Zhang Jiale leaned beside him and smiled.

"Yaoah...you all get up so early?" Ye Xiu walked in with a messy hair, rubbed his eyes with a very ungraceful look, and then took a bun from Fang Rui's plate: "Where is Xiaobai? I saw him fiddling with something last night, and I didn't see anyone early this morning."

"Xiaobai is in the kitchen. It seems that I got up all morning today and went to the shopping mall next to me." Su Mucheng smiled and brought two plates, handed them to Ye Xiu, and the other placed them on the table and started eating happily.

Ye Xiu sweated for a moment: "He really plans to make okra dishes for Huang Shaotian?"

"Damn, that thing is really true!" Huang Shaotian, who had just walked into the hall, screamed and turned around and wanted to escape. Zhang Jiale and Fang Rui exchanged colors. At the same time, Fang Rui and Zhang Jiale rushed up with a quick step, raised Huang Shaotian from left to right, and forced them to the seat, and then pressed them on the chair. Zhang Jiale smiled and said, "What are you running? I'm so happy!"

"That's right, Xingxin has never enjoyed this kind of treatment except Tang Rou." Fang Rui patted Huang Shaotian on the shoulder.

"That, the new year Xiaobai cooked the dishes, which were very delicious." Su Mucheng raised his hand happily.

"Xiaobai's cooking skills are indeed OK." Ye Xiu nodded.

"Okra, great replenishment!" Guo Mingyu and Zhang Xinjie, who were gloating, also walked in. Chu Yunxiu looked up at the time. The hour hand had just pointed to the eight o'clock position.

"Shaotian, why are you doing so fast..." Yu Wenzhou walked in with a helpless look on his face.

"What kind of activity is there? It's so lively?" Sun Xiang and Zhou Zekai also came.

Tang Hao was stunned for a moment, looked around, hesitated for a moment, and sat next to Zhang Xinjie with a meal.

"I'll go, what excitement does Tang Hao want to find?" Guo Mingyu was shocked. You know, even as a teammate, he didn't want to sit with Zhang Xinjie, so he squeezed to Ye Xiu with a plate.

After all, having a meal with Zhang Xinjie seems a bit tormenting.

But, for those with obsessive-compulsive disorder, is it a blessing?

"It should be that if you have something to discuss with Zhang Xinjie." Xiao Shiqin put down the plate with a smile: "Good morning everyone."

"morning……"

"Don't move around, be careful that your hand injury will not heal." Fang Rui threatened sinisterly.

"Okra is a big tonic, right, Team Wang." Zhang Jiale said with a smile: "It's not an exaggeration to say it's medicinal materials. Lao Wei was undercover before...ah, I saw this ID in Zhongcaotang when I was in online games. This is an official certification..."

Wang Jiexi, who had just walked in with a plate, was stunned for a moment: "Hmm?"

"Oh, everyone is here!" Bai Mo walked in happily with a plate: "Young Master Huang has also gotten up? Come and see what I have done with okra bacon I have made so much effort, and it's just right to have some bread."

"It's normal to expect." Chu Yunxiu muttered: "I thought Xiaobai would make something like fried okra with strawberry, stewed okra pineapple, etc..."

"Xiaobai's craftsmanship is really good." Su Mucheng explained again.

"Okay, anyway, the good men in this world are always someone else's..." Chu Yunxiu lamented.

Xiao Shiqin shook his head: "Don't say that, look at Lao Ye, then look at Mu Cheng..."

Chu Yunxiu was stunned for a moment. It seemed that it was true. If his boyfriend was Ye Xiu... Chu Yunxiu shivered. The picture was too beautiful and he couldn't imagine it. Mu Cheng could tolerate Lao Ye.

Su Mucheng's face turned red, Ye Xiu looked at one side, pretending that he had not heard the gossip here, and happily looked at the other side of the noisy.

"Open your mouth, open your mouth!" Fang Rui was very tempted: "It smells good, come on, learn from me...ah..."

Huang Shaotian closed his mouth tightly, never opening his body.

"On TV, it was said that he was trying to open it with his jaw." Wang Jiexi suggested with a serious look on his face. What he gained was Huang Shaotian's murderous eyes.

"Or, forget it..." Yu Wenzhou smiled bitterly.

"How can I forget this? Team Yu. Imagine this guy making a fuss on the stage before. In the end, you don't know. If you hadn't taken Huang Shaotian to the infirmary first, the Danish brothers would have come up and tore him up." Bai Mo shook his head: "How can you play the warlock with a soft heart? Imagine the international reputation of the Blue Rain Team after this game. Think about this guy's arrogant attitude at that time. How old is he still copying words in his hands like a child. At that time, so many cameras were watching!

Could it be that you just spared him just because he pretended to be miserable? This is definitely not possible! He needs to be severely punished! Maybe he will be playing a bitter trick for you now!"

Yu Wenzhou looked at Bai Mo with a speechless look on his face, as if you were one of your accomplices, right? However, Yu Wenzhou looked at the okra bacon on Bai Mo's hand and it was indeed a breakfast that he had put in his heart.

If you don't eat it... it seems that it's not good?

Bai Mo solemnly put the thing in Yu Wenzhou's hand, and then opened Huang Shaotian's mouth with Wang Jiexi.

Yu Wenzhou hesitated for a moment, picked up a piece of okra bacon and stuffed it into Huang Shaotian's mouth. Wang Jiexi and Bai Mo assisted Huang Shaotian in chewing. Huang Shaoda showed an extremely humiliating expression on his face...

Oh, the taste doesn't seem that weird?

Huang Shaotian was a little surprised. If this is the case, it is actually not unacceptable!

"You let me go, I'll do it myself." Huang Shaotian said. The others looked at each other and watched Yu Wenzhou feed Huang Shaotian little by little. Huang Shaotian's food was also considered relish?

"This... Xiaobai, isn't you making it so delicious?" Fang Rui poked Bai Mo. Bai Mo shook his head happily and pointed to the other side. Fang Rui and Zhang Jiale understood and quickly made it.

"The shitty okra, I just fucked the similar green peppers." Bai Mo said with a smile: "Get him a few meals first. After his hands are ready, let him feed them to his own hands..."

Fang Rui and Zhang Jiale looked at each other, and their eyes changed instantly when they looked at Bai Mo: "You are a devil..."

The others sitting here looked at Huang Shaotian, who seemed to have eaten with relish and even cast provocative gazes here, sighing in his heart.

Poor child...

"I made a lot of it in the kitchen. Whoever wants to eat it will go wherever he wants to go!"

"Then I'll get some!"

"I'll go too!"

"I've had almost finished eating. What time will the combat meeting be held?"

"I'll open it again after a little rest... It's time to wash the clothes..."

Members left the restaurant one after another. Soon, only Zhang Xinjie was eating breakfast slowly, and Tang Hao, who had already finished breakfast, was waiting for Zhang Xinjie to have breakfast here.

Zhang Xinjie drank his last sip of millet soup, took a look at the time, twenty minutes, just right: "What's the matter?"

"I want you to help contact me, Lin Jingyan and Han Wenqing." Tang Hao said directly without beating around the bush.

Zhang Xinjie frowned: "If Team Han is right, it's OK, but Lin Jingyan..."

"Try to do it." Tang Hao smiled.

Zhang Xinjie nodded: "Okay."

"Thank you." Tang Hao nodded simply, picked up the dining plate and left the restaurant without any unnecessary nonsense.

He needs to confirm something, Han Wenqing, who is most similar to his style of playing, and Lin Jingyan, who has his own true things.

China

Han Wenqing, who had just finished the exercise, wiped her sweat casually, picked up her phone and took a look.

Zhang Xinjie’s information... It’s 3:20 pm.

Zhang Xinjie: [Captain, Tang Hao wants to play a training match.]

Training competition...

Han Wenqing frowned, then stretched her eyebrows again, picked up her phone and clicked it casually: [Okay, in an hour, room number.]

It didn't take long to send a room number.

It seems that everyone has gained a lot of things, and Tang Hao is almost at the top level.

Han Wenqing recalled Tang Hao's performance on the court before, which was ruthless and tricky, and was only one step away from the peak. It seemed that it was not much different from Bai Mo at that time.

Do you also want to use players who are similar to your style to achieve your own breakthrough?

OK, as long as you can do it, it is not impossible to add a little contribution to the World Invitational.

Han Wenqing returned to his room, walked to the shower room expressionlessly, then changed into clothes, and pulled out the ID card inserted into the login.

The lonely smoke in the desert.

When they came to the training room, the professional players of Batu were quite conscious and were conducting their own training, and the atmosphere was a little more active.

When Han Wenqing walked into the training room, the originally slightly joyful atmosphere disappeared instantly, as if she was seeing the head teacher walking into the class.

Just sending the Korean team to say that you can hear your voice across xx, and our team is the most chaotic...

Han Wenqing glanced at the professional players who had a little nervous expression. They all looked a little nervous and afraid of being scolded.

"Everyone, log in to the competition uniform." Han Wenqing sat directly in his seat and gave the others a room number. One minute later, all the members of Batu had already sat in the preparation table in the room, and there was only Damo Guyan in the audience.

【Happy Hooligan has joined the room】.

"Damn, who is this person?" Bai Yanfei was shocked: "What a free and easy name?"

"Don't know?" Qin Muyun frowned. He was about to look up at Han Wenqing's expression, but found that Han Wenqing did not take action to get the person out: "Is it a genius discovered by the Han team, and is going to take it in and inherit the Leng Anthony Thunder of Senior Lin Jingyan?"

"I don't know." Song Qiying shook her head and said that she had not received any relevant information.

"Ahem, I'm Lin Jingyan." The microphone over there was also turned on, but it was a little noisy when I heard it.

"Senior Lin Jingyan! Which city have you been traveling to now?"

"Long time no see you, senior!"

"How are you doing lately, Lao Lin!"

A sound of greetings came.
To be continued...