Our team is not allowed to fall in love

Lin Shen was cursing, but in the end he still cared about the sick Zhoushen, although the patient's spirit did not seem to be worse than him, and he poured most of the ingredients into the tomato pot.

"You eat what you eat, the tomato pot is not spicy, it will kill you!"

Seeing that Lin Shen didn't notice their conversation just now, Cheng Xi heaved a sigh of relief, and secretly made up his mind to search the Internet for the meaning of what Lu Miaozhou said after dinner.

Several people are young men in their early 20s, who are the age with the largest appetite. I don’t know how many plates of mutton rolls have been ordered, and the empty plates are piled high on the side of the table.

Chen Bisheng was still watching the awards video: "The team pays for the meal, everyone can eat it! If you can't eat enough, add more!"

Lu Miaozhou took the lead in raising the wine glass in front of him: "Thank you Boss Cheng for paying the bill, the boss is generous!"

Several people were stunned for a moment, and even Cheng Xi just remembered that he is the boss of the team, and the team pays the bill, but he pays the bill.

The young man pursed his lips and smiled, glanced at the white wine in Lu Miaozhou's glass, snatched it, and replaced it with orange juice: "Cold medicine and wine can't be taken together, Brother Lu, did you forget?"

If Lu Miaozhou drank this glass of wine, he might go to the hospital immediately.

"Our flame is careful and caring about Zhoushen!" Lin Shen poured down a glass of white wine, unable to speak clearly, "Tomorrow, can we rest for a day tomorrow?"

Lu Miaozhou took a sip of orange juice: "No, I have rested today, and I will train as usual tomorrow morning."

The Spring Split is less than half a month away, and they have no extra time to rest.

"Okay...Actually, I remember this hot pot restaurant. There is a hotel upstairs. Not only our team, but also ACT often come here. Why don't we stay here overnight? Return to the base tomorrow morning?"

Cheng Xi turned on his phone and looked at the time. It was already past eleven o'clock in the evening. After eating here, he would drive two hours to go back, and it would probably be early in the morning: "Actually, it's okay... just go back early tomorrow morning."

While talking, suddenly there was a loud knock on the door.

Lin Shen muttered, "I remember I didn't order any new dishes..."

While getting up and going to open the door, just as the doorknob was turned, the door was knocked open by a knocker outside.

Lin Shen staggered and nearly fell down: "Who the hell, can't you just go in the door properly? I want to complain—"

Five or six people rushed in from outside, all of them were wearing black T-shirts with SLR cameras, and they couldn't help but take random pictures of the room.

Lu Miaozhou had sharp eyes and quick hands, and the moment a few people broke in, he got up and grabbed Cheng Xi's wrist to protect him behind him.

Yuan Jian was clinking wine glasses with Chen Bisheng, and turned his head blankly, the wine spilled all over the table.

"Who are you guys?" Cheng Xi poked his head out from behind Lu Miaozhou, and glanced sharply at the press cards hanging around the necks of these uninvited guests in black T-shirts.

"Reporter? Why are you here?"

I haven't heard that, now the WPL officials don't allow the team to hold a celebration banquet after winning the game?A celebration banquet also needs to break in to take pictures like this?

A few reporters finished pressing the shutter, put down their cameras, and saw a few people at the dining table dazed, frowning, and curious. After a moment of stupefaction, they realized that they had found the wrong room and photographed the wrong person.

Lu Miaozhou calmly pushed back the curious little head of the young man behind him.

With a layer of coldness and alienation covering his brows and eyes, he stepped forward: "What's going on?"

The official account name written on the press card is a well-known account in the e-sports circle.

The reporter standing at the front scratched his head embarrassingly: "Zhoushen, I'm sorry...we went to the wrong room and took the wrong photo. I didn't expect AIM to eat here. We will delete the photo just now, delete it immediately."

Several other reporters echoed.

"I'm sorry to interrupt the AIM dinner, we'll leave right away. Please forgive me, please forgive me."

"Wood wasn't injured, right? I'm sorry! If there is any injury, we will pay for the medical expenses."

Seeing that their attitude of apologizing was not bad, Lu Miaozhou calmed down a little: "The photo is nothing, but I need a backup. I recorded the entire conversation just now. Do you have any comments?"

Handling is extremely sophisticated.

The reporters naturally had no objections, and after confirming that Lin Shen was fine, they went out and closed the door.

The farce ended in less than 5 minutes, and the few people hadn't fully recovered yet.

Lin Shen rubbed his bumped shoulder: "What, they went to the wrong door and photographed the wrong person? Aren't they the reporters of 'E-sports Entertainment'? Didn't they want to photograph us? Are there any other teams here? gone?"

It is estimated that it is not a trivial matter to attract gossip entertainment reporters to take pictures.

"Don't worry about other people's affairs." Lu Miaozhou looked at all the photos backed up by the reporter who asked just now on his mobile phone, and said to Chen Bisheng, "Should I send you all these? What if it breaks out tomorrow?" It’s better to explain clearly.”

Chen Bisheng nodded again and again: "Okay, okay, Zhoushen is more careful in doing things."

Cheng Xi's red hair was pressed by Lu Miaozhou just now, and he pressed it into a chicken coop. He was reaching out to adjust his hairstyle, and when he saw Lu Miaozhou came back, he put down his hand: "Brother Lu...you should be fine?"

"It's okay. We just had a meal, what can I do?"

Lu Miaozhou sat down, stretched out his hand naturally, and straightened the boy's messed up hairstyle bit by bit.

"I've seen the photos they took. They made us look handsome. Sending them out will only increase our fans. Don't be afraid."

Cheng Xi was still a little nervous, but suddenly he was amused by this sentence, and it disappeared immediately.

"I don't know what will happen in the circle tomorrow..."

Lin Shen interrupted: "Zhoushen Zhoushen, what about me, did they take pictures of me handsome? Show me the pictures!"

"I guess we don't have to wait until tomorrow..." Lu Miaozhou finished his orange juice, and glanced at Lin Shen who was full of expectation, "Handsome, so handsome, like a handsome bean sprouts."

Lin Shen: "..."

"I don't know what happened here today, so don't even think about staying in the hotel upstairs. Work harder and go back to the base by car to sleep. At worst, training will be an hour late tomorrow morning, okay?"

Several people also knew the priorities: "Okay!"

It is easy to get sleepy when you are full of wine and food.After calling a surrogate driver and getting into the car, several people fell asleep in a mess.

Lin Shen hugged Chen Bisheng and said nonsense after drinking: "We must win! We must win! AIM must win! We are the best!"

Lu Miaozhou had never drunk before, so he grabbed Cheng Xi, who was getting sleepy, and rubbed the boy's hair. Cheng Xi, who was half asleep and half awake, tilted his head and leaned on his shoulder consciously. .

"Hmm... cold..."

Lu Miaozhou closed the car window and coaxed in a low voice, "Okay, it's not cold anymore, Xiaoxi can sleep peacefully."

[The author has something to say: Who is better at spoiling his wife]