God Yan anchor has been sealed again

Xuewei raised his eyes to look at Hei Hei, Hei Hei seemed to be still wary of the outside media, and took him in by the collar of his down jacket very rudely, passing by countless staff members.

And the Dao Shen who was looking for the way with soy milk and fried dough sticks next to him.

Sword God: "?"

He seems to have seen the whole story of the beautiful boy being kidnapped.

He had seen black and white four years ago, so he knew him, but he was watching a Chinese movie recently, knowing that the image of black and white is often a verbal image, so he couldn't help being a little wary.

Black and White didn't care about him, and directly carried Xuewei to the corridor on the first floor, followed by the elevator, and looked down at Xuewei after pressing down.

"not bad."

"It's tall, and there are fleshy spots on your face, but you still look sick." Hei Hei commented, "I can pinch you with one hand."

He seemed to be looking at a piglet.

Xuewei finally broke free from his clutches, muttering: "You said that before."

Hei Hei smiled heartily: "In the past, two fingers could pinch you. Why, Wen Man didn't feed you well? The national team's food is not good? Isn't he too careless?"

"It's... not bad, he brought me here for a morning run." Xuewei defended her boyfriend in a low voice, then looked at the black and white, a little embarrassed, and had nothing to say, "Brother, you cut your hair. "

"It's been a few years since I shaved, and the board size is convenient." Black and white looked at the number of floors that the elevator went down, "Go upstairs to eat instant noodles? My teammates are all here. Aka and sysyphe want to know you."

Xuewei: "."

He couldn't help asking: "Do you want to know me, not beat me?"

"It's okay." Black and White calmly said, "With me here, no one can beat you."

...doesn't sound reassuring.

Xuewei was about to continue talking, but Dao Shen turned sharply from the other side, approached him, and smiled: "Can I go up the elevator with you? I can't find my way."

He was very fluent in Mandarin, he was taken aback for a moment, and when he looked up he saw a tall and handsome foreigner with beautiful and innocent blue eyes, he asked, "Are you talking to us?"

Dao Shen said innocently: "Yes, you don't know me anymore? You often gave me food for the first World Championships."

Black and White finally remembered who this foreign devil was—one of the little kids he chased and hammered four years ago: "Damn it, knife, when did you know how to speak Chinese?"

The elevator went down and the door opened, and at this moment there was a "ding" sound, and a young man just came out of it.

Knife pointed at the soy milk fritters: "He taught me."

The poet appeared at the door in beige long-sleeved pajamas and a long down jacket.Today E-DEU has no match schedule, and he also dressed casually.

The four looked at each other.

After the poet and black and white disconnected from each other, they didn't communicate much in private. They greeted each other during the holidays. Everyone deliberately didn't mention the past of the disbanded team. In addition, their life history no longer overlapped, so the connection became weaker. .

The poet obviously didn't expect to meet Hei Hei and Xue Wei directly at this time, he pulled the collar a little embarrassedly, wrapped the down jacket, and then took a step back to let them in.

Knife was the closest to the floor button, and after pressing his own and the poet's, he asked them, "Where are Little Wolf and Big Brother going?"

Xuewei was not very satisfied with this nickname, but she answered honestly: "Go to Brother Black and White to eat instant noodles."

Black and White is very calm: "Yes."

The poet took the soy milk fritters in knife's hand, noticed Xuewei's eyes following him, and smiled: "He is still growing, so you give him instant noodles?"

The black-and-white cool guy's face collapsed in an instant, and his face turned green: "Then what do you think?? There's nothing delicious in this place. It's just sauerkraut leaves and black pig intestines."

poet:"."

The embarrassment that had not been seen for a long time seemed to be broken instantly.

Xuewei used to hang out with them, black and white were the last to know that he was not in good health - he had a first-class game vision, but he just didn't notice that Xuewei's coat was often a hospital gown, and he often took Xuewei to eat barbecue and drink iced beer.

Xuewei himself is not counted, he will go when he is asked to go, he will eat delicious food and drink spicy food, and he will vomit and diarrhea the next day after eating.

Wen Man was sometimes too busy to pay attention, and the poet was behind to help take care of it, and mentioned something to Wen Man again.

A part of their joint funds was set aside for catering expenses. They formed a team and started playing in Internet cafes. At that time, Xuewei was recovering from illness in City S. After they finished playing in City S, they went to other places, Xuewei. People can't get there, so they can only form a team remotely, and they will also save a copy for Xuewei.

No more, no less, tens of thousands of money, before they used it indiscriminately, when eating and drinking, the four of them ate together, BBQ seafood, hot pot, carpet and so on took turns. After Xuewei came, they began to eat dinner honestly and consciously. If you don’t go to a restaurant, you can buy a box lunch. At least rice is the main course, followed by meat and vegetables, and it’s best to have soup.

But only when Wenman is alone, Wenman will take Xuewei to dinner, and Xuewei always seems to be closer to Wenman. The elders of them don’t compete for favor in this kind of thing, so they are happy not to use themselves. Bring children.

Hei Hei scratched his head: "Do you have food there? It's not a good place to eat out. Why don't you give him soy milk and fried dough sticks, and I'll give you instant noodles?"

The poet coughed: "Then you can bring it here, eat with us, and go out at noon. Are you free on the schedule?"

Black and White gave Xuewei's head a hard blow: "I was knocked over by this brat, and the next game is still far away. If you don't mind, then I'll follow and eat something."

The poet readily agreed: "Okay."

Xuewei tidied up her hairstyle and obediently followed behind them.

The floors of poets and sword gods arrived soon, and Germany was the host, and the housing conditions were slightly better.

The poet and Dao Shen shared a room, and there were several suites in the room. Xuewei was led by the poet to the only big table, waiting for breakfast.

"Fortunately, he bought double." The poet moved his computer away, and the sword god also came over to help silently, and put the soy milk and fried dough sticks in front of Xuewei.

Hei Hei also quickly took the instant noodles and self-heating rice that he brought over, and threw them to the poet: "As usual, you like sauerkraut and beef, and I eat self-heating rice. You have a good taste, and I just don't like this taste left over. eat."

The poet shrugged his shoulders and complained: "Sauerkraut beef is so delicious that you don't want to eat it. You don't know how to cook it yourself. Cooked ones are more delicious. There is an induction cooker in the room. You really don't want it?"

"No, no." Hei Hei found a place to sit down.

Xuewei picked up a crispy fried dough stick, took a bite first, it was full of fragrance, then soaked the rest into the soy milk, happily waiting for the fried dough stick to absorb the mellow soy milk.

Dao Shen sat next to him eagerly, and Xuewei gave him a deep-fried dough stick and half a bowl of soy milk.

Knife lowered his voice and asked him: "What's the name of this noodle? Can you send me the brand on WeChat later? He likes the taste of sauerkraut and beef?"

Xuewei is like a few treasures: "Brother Poet likes to eat sauerkraut, beef and tomato. He doesn't like spicy food, but he likes anything with a little sour taste. Brother Black and White likes spicy food."

"That's right, brat, you're right, I don't like anything spicy, thanks to your memory." Black and White said, "You can eat anything.

But do you prefer sweets?Snacks and the like, I bought a lot of snacks at that time, and I felt panicked after seeing them. "

Xuewei picked up the deep-fried dough sticks: "Well...there is that who, smells that who, he likes to eat stewed chicken noodles with mushrooms. We don't like that taste."

There was a moment of silence in the room.

The poet and Black and White glanced at each other, and then fell silent without speaking.

Hei Hei lit a cigarette, Sword God walked over, slanted his eyebrows, and signaled him to go to the balcony: "Go to the balcony together? He won't let me smoke in the house."

"Hey, don't spoil him. He was an old smoker ten years ago, and he's afraid he might get hurt if he smells it."

Black and White popped out the lighter, lit a cigarette and handed it to Knife. Knife looked at it, took it, and glanced at the poet on the side, then went to the balcony in silence.

The poet sat on the head of the bed and said in a low voice, "Little friend, is your captain healthy? Can you tell us?"

"I originally wanted to invite him to come here, but I didn't expect him to withdraw directly. I saw that he had returned to China last night. It was late at that time, and I thought you were asleep, so I didn't ask at that time." The poet lowered his voice, "What happened back then... When I think about it now, I was actually acting on my emotions."

"I can't blame you. At that time, several companies were vying for the agency rights. I also thought that it would be fine to give it to others. As long as it is in the hands of the Chinese, it doesn't matter." Heihei took a big puff of cigarette and said hoarsely, "No It is necessary to disband the team because of this, but now looking at the leaders of those companies, the original agency rights were really given to other people, and I am afraid that the "fire" national league will be over, and he was right at the beginning."

"It's just that so many years have passed, and the brothers haven't had time to sit down and have a drink. He has been scolded for so long."

The poet was silent, Xuewei listened to them while eating.

When he was in the past, they were both college students. When they got together, the topics Xuewei was not interested in, such as future, marriage and childbirth, employment, major and money, they did not avoid talking to him, but he often not interested.

At that time, Wen Man didn't seem to be very interested, but he would echo the topic a few times, and turned around to study tactics with him.

Black and white said: "Goodbye, I don't know when it is, the World Championship? Little one over there, can you tell me?"

They were actually a little apprehensive.Although Wen Man retired due to injury, but he didn't see each other for a day and talked about it, and he had a gap every day.

Knife leaned on the balcony and smoked a cigarette: "I will definitely see him in the World Championships. Pretty will at least win a championship before retiring."

The poet shook his head: "Let's not talk about that, Xuewei, what's his injury? Is it serious?"

Xuewei thought about it, and felt that she could say this: "Nervous tinnitus, sometimes I can't hear people."

Both Black and White and the poet raised their eyebrows with worried faces.

"However, he said that the problem is not serious, and this time we will go back for intensive treatment." Xuewei said, blushing a little at the same time, "And I think it will be convenient for you to see him, he will be free to have dinner with us."

He felt that he was the master.

Black and White frowned, and asked, "Are you sure? I read the news that his girlfriend is here? Doesn't he have time to talk about friends?"

"Damn it, I never mentioned the girlfriend thing when we were together, it's hidden deep enough." Hei Hei scolded not very angry, the hostess of the commentary team was so beautiful back then, she chased him for several years... ..."

Black and White is used to living in the Americas, and he doesn't read much domestic news. He only knows about Wenman's retirement and a vague legend that Pretty is no longer single.

The tips of Xuewei's ears were also red, he raised his eyes to look at Heihei, and said cautiously: "That..."

"Not a girlfriend, but a boyfriend."

"I'm with him, brother black and white." Xuewei twitched her fingertips, only her voice was calm and calm, "I don't know if it can be considered a kiss."