Good luck: The fresh meat husband is so fierce

After verifying the identities of the two with the staff, Lin Qiuran took Zhao Qichen and left the hotel in a low-key manner.

Everyone knew how Zhao Qichen behaved today.

There was already a lot of scolding on Weibo, and all the old and new grudges against him were accumulatively bombarded by netizens.

Not long ago, Xiaohong also sent Lin Qiuran a WeChat message, saying that the fan group of Zhao Qichen in the support club was the second group, and several administrator fans quit the group one after another, and even encouraged a large number of people to leave the group before leaving.

Naturally, Lin Qiuran would not let Zhao Qichen know about this matter. Lin Qiuran asked him to uninstall Weibo on his mobile phone as early as when Su Chang's matter continued to ferment.

Out of sight is pure.

What Zhao Qichen needs to do most now is to adjust his mind to calm down and perform as expected.

In today's game, to be honest, being sprayed is a normal phenomenon.

Because he made too many mistakes, many details were not dealt with in place, and he was playing the game purely with his personal strength.

It's not that professional players can't make mistakes, it's just that to Zhao Qichen himself, these mistakes are extremely unreasonable.

As for the behavior of taking off fans because of what happened these days, Lin Qiuran felt relieved.

It's not a bad thing to have fewer champion fans who win and lose.

"Are you hungry?"

After coming out of the hotel, Lin Qiuran didn't take the initiative to mention a word about the competition.

Zhao Qichen walked beside Lin Qiuran, turned his head to stare at her, and nodded slightly.

Lin Qiuran smiled, and reached out to take his big hand.

"Let's go, let's have something to eat first."

There are some western-style restaurants near the hotel, and finally Lin Qiuran chose the most secluded one.

She communicated with the waiter in fluent English and finally ordered two pastas.

In fact, when they were in Linjiang, they would rather eat fast food than take the initiative to choose a western restaurant.

"Eat something to pad your stomach first."

With Xiaopang's lessons learned from the past, Lin Qiuran kept a close eye on the diet of the team members.

Even in the strictly regulated world competition, Lin Qiuran felt uneasy.

"There are still two weeks left in the group stage, and you won't have to play until the knockout stage begins."

Lin Qiuran wiped her mouth and put the fork on the plate.

Zhao Qichen raised his eyes, waiting for her to continue,

"Taking advantage of these two weeks, I'll take you back to my hometown to have a look."

Lin Qiuran's tone was flat, and there was no wave in the expression on his face.

"Is it your hometown?"

Zhao Qichen's mood, which had been depressed for a long time, finally had some waves.

He had never heard words like "hometown" or "relatives" from Lin Qiuran.

He knew that Lin Qiuran had lost her parents since she was a child, so he never deliberately mentioned this topic in front of her.

Even when these sensitive words appeared in the topic, he chose to pass them by.

Do not touch, do not delve into.

He believed that if one day the relationship between the two could be closer and more stable, Lin Qiuran would definitely take the initiative to tell him.

I just never thought that this day would come like this.

The subtle emotions on Zhao Qichen's face naturally did not escape Lin Qiuran's eyes, she smiled lightly, and put down the water glass in her hand.

"Are you curious that I would have such an idea so suddenly?"

Zhao Qichen nodded.

"My hometown is in a very remote place. That place is no better than Linjiang, and it is still a small place that has not been fully developed. However, a small place also has its advantages. The scenery is not bad. If you don't mind, I will take it with you. You go and see."

How could Zhao Qichen object?

The two immediately booked their flight tickets back home tomorrow night.

The group stage is not over yet, there are still four rounds tomorrow, and the two teams that will qualify from Group A will be determined.

Back at the hotel, Lin Qiuran explained the general situation to Wenzhouxing.

"Are you going home tomorrow?"

Wen Zhouxing was obviously startled by Lin Qiuran's sudden decision.

"What shall we do when you go back?"

After playing the training game all afternoon, Lin Qiuran announced such a big news as soon as he came back, Xiaopang was surprised but also a little frustrated.

"Don't you still have your Wen team with you?"

Just as Lin Qiuran comforted her, she changed the topic to Wenzhouxing.

Xiaopang looked hesitant to speak, and looked at Lin Qiuran with a tangled expression.

In fact, he wanted to say, why not buy the tickets for them to go back to China together, so as to save trouble.

After the training match in the afternoon, Zhao Qichen thought it would be difficult for him to win, but now he looks even more hopeless.

But after all, Maoyu was still there, so many things could not be said unscrupulously, it would be hurtful to say it.

"Tomorrow we will finish the group match with you, and we will go back. Tomorrow's game will start with Maoyu."

Lin Qiuran's tone was flat, as if he was talking about something normal.

Xiaopang swallowed his saliva beside him, swallowing the words stuck in his throat.

The atmosphere fell into silence for a while.

In the end, Wen Zhouxing broke the deadlock.

"Don't you understand what your manager means? You said you should go back first and come back after the knockout round two weeks later. I believe you will definitely win tomorrow's game."

"But……"

"Don't worry about it. Let's talk slowly after tomorrow's game and qualifying. It's getting late now. Resting is the kingly way. Make sure you get enough sleep..."

Xiaopang wanted to say something, Wen Zhouxing immediately interrupted, urging them to go back to the room to rest.

Lin Qiuran smiled gratefully at Wen Zhouxing.

Because Zhao Qichen and Lin Qiuran went straight back to their room and didn't show up when they came back from outside, Maoyu lived in a double room with him again.

So before Maoyu was about to go back to the room, Lin Qiuran left him alone.

Maoyu was in a state of restraint, seeing Lin Qiuran leaving her alone, she immediately understood what she wanted to say to herself.

"Sister Ran Ran..."

"Don't be nervous, I'm just simply chatting with you."

Lin Qiuran spoke softly, with a smile on his lips.

She knew the nature of the child Maoyu, she was just a child who didn't grow up.

On the arduous road of career, he needs someone to guide him patiently.

But just guiding is not enough, it will only make him develop a dependent mentality, and he will never be able to really stand up.

"Sister Ran Ran, tell me."

Mao Yu raised her neck, her palm-sized face was filled with determination.

Lin Qiuran laughed lightly.

"Don't be so serious, I really just want to chat with you."

After finishing speaking, she walked to the tea room and poured a cup of hot water for Maoyu and herself.

"Why did you start your career in the first place?"

Lin Qiuran chose a topic entry point that is easy to get closer to each other.

Mao Yu didn't know why Lin Qiuran suddenly asked this, his eyes were full of doubts.