Serious people who eat official match[Quick Transmigration]

Chapter 77

When they came to this barbecue restaurant, there were no vacant private rooms.

Fortunately, it was stuck at an embarrassing time, the evening market had ended, and the supper hadn't officially started yet. There weren't many people in the store, only a few scattered tables with people.

Everyone ate skewers and drank alcohol, and in the blink of an eye, there were a few squashed empty soda cans on the table, and the sticks for skewers were piled up in a pile.

They all drink well, but it doesn't prevent them from wanting to get drunk on purpose.

Alcohol only numbs the nerves and blinds the mind for a short time. As long as they want it, adrenaline can do the same.

Biubiu swallowed the food stuffed in his mouth, and mumbled something about old sesame seeds and rotten millet, "At that time, I didn't even want to play a job. The university notices were all down, so Lao Pi begged Me, say that I am this material, if you hadn't been tricked into coming in, I would definitely be a serious college student."

After these words came to Lao Pi's mouth, he changed his rhetoric again, "Fuck you, obviously you said that your mother changed your volunteers, you don't want to study, let me take you into a professional team, talk about your Sniper Six, if I don’t sign you, I’m blind.”

River next to him laughed.

"And Xiaobo, at that time it was said that playing games was boring, as long as you had hands, it would be a slap in the face." Lao Pi said to Xiaobo, "Tell me, is it easy or difficult?"

Xiao Bo smiled and nodded, "It's difficult, it's too difficult."

Lao Pi cheekily sighed, "You two, which one was not brought into LND by me? It is no exaggeration to say that I am your leader in this circle."

Biubiu's mood turned sharply after hearing this sentence, and said in a muffled voice: "You brought us in, but you didn't accompany us to the end."

Lao Pi scolded with a smile: "I'm going to retire, not die."

The matter of retiring from the military has always been discussed in private, and it has never been mentioned publicly when everyone is together. When Lao Pi said this, it proved to be a certainty.

"If you can fight, who doesn't want to fight." Lao Pi sighed, "If this circle can provide for the elderly, I will definitely be the last one."

Biubiu's eyes turned red when he heard this, and he took a sip of wine.

Lin Litian didn't get involved in these topics.

He is not the one who witnessed these stories, so listening is enough.

He also glanced at Song Yan who was silent beside him.

Song Yan put the ring of the beer can on his fingertips and spun like a spinning top. While listening to these people running the train with their mouths full of mouths, Song Yan also laughed when he heard the funny parts.

Hearing biubiu talk about Lao Pi's retirement, his smile slowly subsided again, and there was an imperceptible unbearable look in his gaze.

Perhaps because he felt that such emotions were inappropriate, he hid them back while drinking tea with his head down.

He looks quiet, but actually has a more sensitive and soft heart than most people.

"I can't fight anymore, so I have to make way for the young people." Lao Pi drank the last sip of beer in his hand, and patted Xiaobo on the shoulder, "Isn't there still Xiaobo!"

He also looked at Song Yan, "There is also Song Yan."

Song Yan didn't think he would mention himself, he forgot to move his hands, and Griphook stopped slowly.

Biubiu rubbed his eyes, pointed at Xiaobo and complained, "Come on, he's younger than him, and he's old-fashioned like an old cadre every day,"

Xiao Bo didn't argue with him, and poured tea into their empty teacups.

After accusing Xiaobo, Biubiu turned his head and put Song Yan on the shoulder, and turned his finger on him, "This one, it's too unpleasant. I didn't like it when I was in the youth training team."

Song Yan's body froze, unaccustomed to suddenly having someone so close besides Lin Litian, but it was only for a second, and then slowly relaxed.

Let Biubiu accuse him one by one in his ear, just listen, not speak.

"There are thorns all over your body, are you a hedgehog?"

"I said that you have to report your location and you have to report your location, but the game of the four of you is going to be played alone???"

"Look, I don't even drink wine." Biubiu shook the can in his hand, judged that there was still a mouthful, and held it in front of Song Yan, "There is still one mouthful, it's done!"

Lin Litian heard him babbling endlessly, and wanted to stuff wine into Song Yan's hand, tapped the table with his index finger, interrupting him, "It's almost done, even half a dozen of wine can still make you crazy."

Biubiu denied it, "Who is drunk and crazy! Sober!"

Song Yan: "I'm allergic."

Lin Litian wanted to say something, but was blocked in his throat by Song Yan's voice.

He looked at the speaker in surprise.

allergy?

Allergies are not a trivial matter. Biubiu was stunned when he heard that, and put the beer back in front of him, "That can't be drunk."

Song Yan was finally let go.

At the end of the meal, everyone was a little crazy, they could say anything, and they were noisy and noisy. At this time, the mobile phone that Song Yan had put on the table rang, and Yu Shao's name was written on the caller ID.

Song Yan subconsciously handed the phone to Lin Litian.

The call at this time should be related to the team.

Lin Litian didn't pick it up, and tapped his chin on the ringing phone, "Listen."

After Song Yan answered the phone, Yu Shao asked them where they were hanging out if they didn't stay in the hotel at night.

Song Yan cleared his throat and whispered the name of the shop.

"Didn't drink?" Yu Shao asked warily.

The wreckage of the cans was still lying in front of him, Song Yan paused guiltyly, and murmured vaguely.

Don't say you drank it, or didn't say you didn't drink it.

Perhaps because he didn't expect Song Yan to help them cover, Yu Shao didn't continue to ask more questions, and told him, "I'll rest assured, watch them order, there's still a game tomorrow, don't overplay it."

Song Yan nodded, remembering that he couldn't see the other side, so he said hello again.

After another hour, everyone walked out of the barbecue shop.

On the streets of the city, neon lights are flashing, and the place for supper is close to the hotel, and everyone can go back on their legs.

Half a dozen beers were indeed not enough to get them drunk, but with that little bit of drunkenness, they continued to chatter on the side of the road, biubiu's noisy voice was heard all the way, and even the horn on the road couldn't suppress his voice.

Lin Litian stuffed his hands into his pockets, a few steps behind, and walked side by side with Song Yan, walking slowly towards the hotel.

The evening wind blows, blowing away the agitation brought by the alcohol.

When passing by the pharmacy, Song Yan stopped, "I'm going to buy a hangover medicine."

He didn't drink alcohol, so he didn't need to think about it and knew that he bought it for a few people who had drunk alcohol.

Lin Litian said: "No need to buy it, just pretend to be crazy, wake up tomorrow and become more energetic."

Song Yan hesitated for a second, "I might run into Brother Yu when I go back to the hotel later."

"Old Yu goes to bed early at this point, unlike us, we are all night owls." Lin Litian pulled him up and continued to walk, "And even if we do meet, there is nothing to do, the body smells of alcohol, and Old Yu has a good nose, unless you put They stripped their clothes."

As he spoke, he lowered his head to smell Song Yan's body.

There was also a faint alcohol smell.

Not heavy, it seems that after the perfume is almost dispersed, it leaves a light base note.

It should have been left when biubiu approached him.

He smiled and said, "Let's hide from Old Yu."

Song Yan turned pale for a moment, lowered his head and smelled the smell on his body, and asked nervously, "Do I smell of alcohol too?"

Lin Litian thought he was afraid of being allergic, "Are you also allergic to smell?"

Song Yan shook his head in despair.

Lin Litian felt that something was wrong with him, so he brought up a few other topics to distract him, but Song Yan was not in the mood.

At night, when Lin Litian was about to fall asleep, there was a knock on the door suddenly.

Song Yan stood outside the door, wearing loose pajamas, with wet hair sticking to his ears, his neck was red, from his chin to bare|exposing a small piece of chest was covered with a layer of sunset glow, which looked like it was rubbed out .

The moment Lin Litian saw him, his drowsiness dissipated immediately, and he was absent-minded for a second before he asked, "What's wrong?"

Song Yan said, "Is there still a taste?"

Lin Litian looked down at him, not remembering what happened a few hours ago at all, and asked in a puzzled tone, "What's the smell?"

Song Yan leaned close to him, and sent his slender and fair neck in front of him, asking a little anxiously, "Is there still a smell of wine?"

Alcoholic?

His posture seemed to be throwing himself into a hug, Lin Litian put his hands around his waist, put it on his waist without too much force, and slowly tightened it.

Then he lowered his head and sniffed the smell on Song Yan's body.

The clear and vigorous woody fragrance gradually invades the sense of smell, where there is still the smell of wine.

"Nothing."

Song Yan held the boulder in his heart just to wait for this sentence, and heaved a long sigh of relief after hearing it.

He took a step back and withdrew from his arms, and walked like a wandering soul to the room separated by a wall, "It's fine if you don't have one."

Lin Litian bent his arms, and followed Song Yan's movements in a daze for a moment.

Seeing the reassured person swiping open the door next door with his room card, he disappeared from his field of vision.

What's going on here?

Sleepwalking?

Are you still dreaming?

The next day, the pitifully small amount of alcohol in everyone's body was metabolized. They changed their sloppy appearance last night, and put up all their energy to face the next three consecutive days of intercontinental competition.

After the first three days of the competition, LND's accumulated points fluctuated among the top three. Yu Shao was even more nervous than those who competed on stage.

At the end of the last game on the third match day, LND's ranking temporarily stopped at second.

The first is 6Star, followed by Monster.

The difference in points between the three teams is very small, only a few heads away, and no one can guarantee whether they will always be in this ranking.

After the game, the two commentators on the commentary booth were still reminiscing about the game that just ended.

Commentary A: "LND's rookies this year should not be underestimated. Those few shots from the waist at the end of the game may be able to compete for this year's God of War. Although the style of play is still very young and sometimes out of touch with teammates, but the overall strength Very powerful."

Commentary B: "Everyone knows that the captain of LND, Grind, has always been known as the number one commander in the country, and his tactics can be summed up in two words: weird. I didn't expect this rookie to understand every time he gave an order. This level of tacit understanding is terrifying."

Commentary A: "I heard that they were selected from the youth training team. The youth training team seldom has one of the main players. This time, LND found a good gun for their team. It is estimated that the schedule will be much easier in the future. .”

Commentator B: "Hey, I don't think so. Although the rookies are very good, but LND's tactics this year are too single. Most of the games use a lineup of two assaulters plus a libero and a sniper, and give up the back position. It is equivalent to only attacking without defending, so other teams will soon formulate a style of play against them, which will be very detrimental to them."

……

Song Yan didn't listen carefully to what the commentary was saying. He took off his keyboard and earphones one by one, wrapped the wires and put them in the peripheral bag. He was about to follow the big team backstage when he was stopped by Yu Shao from the audience.

Let him participate in postgame interviews as a league rookie.

Seeing that he couldn't leave for a while, Lin Litian simply waited for him on the sidelines.

Zhou Nan, who was also on the order because of the interview, passed by, saw him waiting for Song Yan, looked him up and down, and simply stopped to greet him, "Song Yan played well today."

Complimenting Song Yan in Lin Litian's heart is no different from complimenting himself, he glanced at Zhou Nan, "You are too."

Seeing his proud expression, Zhou Nan couldn't help saying bitterly, "Your team has really found a treasure. No wonder our captain tried every means to get Song Yan. It's really hard not to be moved."

Lin Li Tian said coolly: "Don't get distracted."

Of course Zhou Nan could hear the meaning behind his words, and he was dumbfounded for a long time before blowing his hair, "Didn't you bump into him backstage before! I have the wrong name with him, you are a bit jealous, God Grind!"

Seeing the people in front of him scrutinizing him and not speaking, Zhou Nan added: "You are the god of Grind! I have given away the tokens of love, who else can abduct Song Yan away from you! Even if Number said to give him 6Star , he won't come..."

Lin Litian frowned slightly, interrupting Zhou Nan who was eloquent.

"What token of love?"

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