Did the top stream lose points today [e-sports]

When Tong Lichuan woke up, it was already the afternoon of the next day.

Brother Zhong tossed and tossed all night, and at least he drove on the highway for a while.

Even in the middle of the night, he still wanted to increase the gas pedal, but Tong Lichuan sternly refused.

It is already the limit for a new car to run such a large circle on the road, and it will have to be repaired if it continues to drive.

It was only after he was on the road that he realized that some preparations were necessary, such as the inexplicable gadgets in the black bag, but he saw those beginner's guides, which were of little use.

Tong Lichuan frowned and wanted to get up, but his back was so sore that he couldn't do it just halfway up. He leaned against the cushion at the head of the bed and gasped for breath.

The door was pushed open, and a refreshed Zhong Yi walked in with two glasses of milk.

Seeing that Tong Lichuan woke up? A little surprised, he stepped forward to help him up quickly, "Still? Does it hurt?"

"Are you still? Are you embarrassed to ask?" Tong Lichuan gave the other party a sideways look, but still? He changed the cushion, after all, it is more comfortable to lean against someone.

"The last time, I didn't do it..." Zhong Yi felt aggrieved, but his big hand thoughtfully stretched out Tong Lichuan's waist to massage him.

Tong Lichuan held down the opponent's hand, "You do it for the last time every time, and the result is one night..."

Words? In the middle of speaking, his face turned red first.

Tong Lichuan turned his head angrily. This conversation was inexplicably familiar. In the past, when he wanted to play games, he often asked Brother Zhong to accompany him to play the last one, but it turned out to be the last one million...

This is probably retribution.

"Okay, my fault, pay attention next time." Zhong Yi's role changed quickly, and he came up to apologize directly, and then coaxed a child to pick up the milk on the side, "I haven't eaten for a day, my body must be dehydrated, drink Have some milk."

Tong Lichuan's ears turned red instantly, and he gave Zhong Yi a hard look.

Seeing him handing the milk to his mouth with a concerned face, I couldn't help but wonder if the other party didn't mean to tease at all, but just caring.

Did it change color?

I couldn't help recalling the fierce battle last night in my mind. After Brother Zhong went on the road, he changed a lot. At the beginning, he needed Tong Lichuan to guide him, but gradually Tong Lichuan couldn't stand it anymore.

After all, who can resist Brother Zhong's subwoofer whispering in his ear, "Baby, you have a lot of water..."

It can only be said that Brother Zhong's talent in driving is also far beyond ordinary people, at least much better than what Tong Lichuan saw when he was doing his homework.

As if to interrupt the wild thoughts in his mind, Tong Lichuan hurriedly took Zhong Yi's hand, drank milk silently, and recited "Namo Amitabha" to himself a few times along the way.

I couldn't help but complain to myself, why did I fall asleep, my mind was full of yellow waste!

After swallowing half a glass of milk in one gulp, Tong Lichuan finally recovered.

As soon as he raised his head, Zhong Yi pinched his chin and gave him a lingering kiss.

Her lips were numb from the kiss, and her body couldn't help but soften.

Tong Lichuan thought about his waist, tried to stay awake, and propped up a boundary between the two with his hands.

"Brother Zhong!"

Although he spoke in protest, his voice sounded like a baby to Zhong Yi's ears.

He put his arms around him, pinched Xiao Chuan's nose, and said solemnly, "There's milk on my mouth."

Tong Lichuan was speechless.

"I'm hungry." Tong Lichuan rubbed his belly, the two sips of milk he just drank didn't make him feel full, and even made him even hungrier.

"Give me a kiss on my husband, and I'll take you downstairs to eat." Zhong Yi nodded and gestured.

Tong Lichuan's eyes widened, he couldn't believe it, why did Brother Zhong...

He gritted his molars, blushed and closed his eyes, and moved closer.

Zhong Yi turned his head suddenly, and as expected, his lips and teeth collided.

Tong Lichuan opened his eyes just in time to see the smile in Zhong Yi's eyes.

Brother Zhong has learned badly!

In the end, when Tong Lichuan's resistance was ineffective, Zhong Yi carried him downstairs.

Fortunately, all the waiters in the restaurant on the first floor were emptied, otherwise Tong Lichuan felt that he would die of embarrassment.

Zhong Yi cooked porridge of various flavors for him, black rice porridge, red bean porridge, pumpkin porridge... He also said that he had consulted a doctor, and now it is best to eat liquid food.

Tong Lichuan was so angry that he directly picked up the steamed buns on the table and stuffed them into his mouth.

For the next few days, they all lived in the manor, and only the two of them were left in the huge manor.

Because the tailor and the model were found, Tong Lichuan didn't worry about the competition any more, so he made a call halfway and heard that Luna had lost four catties, and Master Qin was still urging her.

Clothes have also completed preliminary tailoring, and there are still some details that need to be perfected.

Three days before the competition day, Tong Lichuan finally went out to the manor and saw the clothes with his own eyes.

"Unintentional draft" was hung on the wall of the tailor shop of Jinfenshijia, and Master Jin looked at the work in front of him with satisfaction.

Tong Lichuan was also amazed.

That feeling seemed indescribable, he could only watch obsessively, approaching step by step.

Just as he was about to reach out, he was grabbed by Master Jin, "Don't touch it, the dye inside is still not dry."

"Dye?" Tong Lichuan asked curiously.

"That's right. The most wonderful thing about unintentional drafts is that when you walk in the wind, you will naturally reveal the colorful colors under the surface, just like a whole spring." Master Jin sighed.

Tong Lichuan was silent at the side, and said in his heart, I know, I designed this... Don't you introduce it in more detail than me.

But in the end, he didn't interrupt Master Jin's words? Let the old man continue.

"I first tried the method of double-sided embroidery, but unfortunately, I found that the thickness of the whole garment was too heavy, without the lightness of the wind. Later, we tried stringing, but the threads were easily messed up when rotating. Not only is there no hierarchy, but it is somewhat mixed.”

Tong Lichuan was a little surprised, he didn't expect Master Jin and the others to try so many methods in just ten or so days.

Sure enough, the interlacing is like a mountain. I am obviously the person who designs the clothes, but the production method is completely inferior to this experienced old tailor.

That's why Master Qin said: It's nothing for him later...

Master Jin pinched his beard and pointed at the clothes in front of him proudly, "Later, I chose the thinnest silk gauze and dyed it layer by layer with the method of highlighting, which not only kept the sense of layering, It doesn't look cluttered."

The middle-aged man who had been silent while talking picked up a hair dryer and blew it on the side of the clothes from a distance.

The edge of the pure white skirt is embroidered with silver thread, which makes the surface of the whole skirt look noble and elegant, and the buckle design at the waist also highlights the ancient charm.

When the wind blows, a corner of the original thin skirt is lifted, first a smear of blue, like the early spring "the light rain on the sky street is as moist as crisp, the grass looks far away but there is nothing"; followed by a little blue, like "follow the wind" "Sneak into the night, moisten things silently" spring rain, followed by a kaleidoscope, blooming the garden full of spring.

Everyone in the tailoring room was silently looking at the beautiful scenery in front of them.

Master Qin on the side looked envious, "Old Qin, are you satisfied with your final work?"

"Satisfied." Master Jin laughed loudly, and patted Tong Lichuan on the shoulder, "Young people are awesome! Kid, our Jinfen Family will take over your future design drafts."

"What did you say was the finale?" Tong Lichuan asked hesitantly while being grateful.

"I originally planned to return the Duke of Yoder's favor and return to China. I am old, so I have to return to my roots." Master Jin waved his hand, "But don't worry, I am my first disciple Jin Lan. His craft No worse than me, I will rely on you young people to take over from now on."

"Master Jin Lan." Only then did Tong Lichuan realize that the person standing beside him who had been silent for a long time was actually the successor of the Jinfen family, so he hurriedly greeted him politely.

Jin Lan nodded, but did not respond much.

"If you want to go back to China, you can come to Kyoto, and I will entertain you." Tong Lichuan didn't persuade him any more. Master Jin is now in his 70s. As a designer, it must be a pity for such a legendary master to retire. , He is also very grateful that the old man can return to the country in good health to enjoy his old age.

"Okay, you are my favorite, if you get married in the future, I will go out and make you a set of clothes." Master Jin patted Tong Lichuan on the shoulder, and glanced at Zhong Yi who was beside him.

Tong Lichuan was stunned for a moment. He blushed and glanced at Brother Zhong beside him, and stammered, "You, how do you know..."

"I've lived for so many years. I haven't seen anything. If you don't mind, you can call me Grandpa. I will also come to ask for a glass of wedding wine when you two get married." Master Jin was very open, his eyes stopped on the hands of the two of them. On the ring of the same style she was wearing, she laughed.

"Thank you, grandpa." Tong Lichuan bowed his head in response, feeling a little moved in his heart.

Both he and Brother Zhong have no elders alive. Hearing what Master Jin said at this moment, a warm current surged in my heart.

"Hey." Master Jin responded with a high voice, and everyone in the room laughed.

The competition day finally came, and Luna finally completed Master Qin's plan to lose seven catties, and put on the "unintentional draft".

The scene of the Global Newcomer Designer Competition was full of seats.

Tong Lichuan stood in the background nervously, Zhong Yi reached out and put his hand into his coat pocket.

"I'm not nervous." Tong Lichuan was stubborn and wanted to withdraw his hand.

"Well, to help you warm your hands." Zhong Yi didn't try to expose him, but just held the other's hand tightly without any rejection.

Tong Lichuan twitched his hands, but he didn't twitch, so he could only get closer and cover the hands they held with his body.

After a while, Tong Lichuan's palms were sweating.

"Actually, I'm very nervous." Tong Lichuan finally told the truth.

"En." Zhong Yi nodded, but did not let go of his hand.

"Can you give me a little reaction? Are you not nervous? I feel like I am more nervous than the first time I performed on stage. It's just my heart, which keeps beating wildly!" Tong Lichuan bumped someone with his arm, and said in a bad mood .

"I'm not nervous." Zhong Yi just smiled.

"Of course you're not nervous..." Tong Lichuan rolled his eyes at him and complained angrily.

"I think you must be number one, so don't be nervous." Zhong Yi added the complete sentence calmly.

"Really? You won't lie to me, will you?" Tong Lichuan was amused, and turned his face sullenly again, "You are no longer the brother Zhong you used to be, you can deceive people now."

"Believe your husband, I used to have such an intuition to get first in the exam, and now I pass on the good luck to you." Zhong Yi tightened the hand he was holding.

Tong Lichuan couldn't help laughing, and he wasn't so nervous anymore.

There were people coming and going backstage, models and designers were busy changing clothes and communicating about the final hair accessories, while Tong Lichuan only needed a few pointers, and Niya did all the hair and make-up.

It was also at this time that Tong Lichuan realized that Niya's skillful hands could not only make exquisite latte art, but also help people with makeup and styling.

Compared with her, Tong Lichuan is a bit insignificant.

Thinking about it this way, this competition is extremely easy. Two masters personally make the clothes, and the models don't need guidance at all. Everything is ready, and we will watch tonight's show.

The models took the stage one by one, and a hundred judges from the fashion industry sat under the stage to score each dress.

After the models have finished walking, the judges will invite the designer to come on stage to explain their creative ideas if they pass with a high score.

Tong Lichuan sat in the background and waited anxiously.

Finally, in the second half of the race, a staff member went to the backstage to inform them in English.

Tong Lichuan vaguely heard his name, tugged on Zhong Yi's sleeve, and asked excitedly, "Did you call me? What does it mean?"

Zhong Yi looked at him with a smile, his eyes were full of pride.

"Yes, you are the first, I call you to receive the award."

Tong Lichuan jumped up excitedly, gave Zhong Yi a big hug, and even kissed him on the cheek, "Thank you husband for your good luck!"

The author has something to say:

Look at the taillights~

Alas, I did my best.

Thank you "Yi Ranying" for the cute two landmines, bow!

Than the heart, thank you for the little cutie who has always supported.

Final exam week, I hope everyone can get the good luck of Zhong Ge Xiaochuan

Bless the god of learning, strive to be the first in the exam!Duck!