Chapter 21 Milk Tea
Chapter 21 Milk Tea
After the evening training, Du Yu, who was also in the training room, stopped Xie Qi, and the others left one after another. Du Yu put away the keyboard, and asked while winding the wire: "How are you preparing?"
Xie Qi was still sitting in his seat, shaking the seat in boredom: "It's not bad, you don't know what you've been doing lately."
Du Yu thought, this is the truth, SNK's training status has not been good, after all, the time for the aftershock is short, and it takes time to get used to it, and it is originally a game that requires coordination.
"It's okay, the recent training record, the whole group B is average, don't need to be stressed."
Xie Qi pulled the mouse. The current situation is stressful and there is nothing he can do. He can make whatever he can. The manager sent a letter early in the morning, and the PR draft has been written, so he is not afraid of losing.
The other party was almost ready to pack up and got up to leave. He was carrying something in his hand, a transparent plastic sheet that looked like milk tea.
Du Yu handed the thing over, Xie Qi glanced at it, and found the words "Hongyun Tea" written on the lid of the cup, he took the thing and held it in his hand, couldn't help laughing, "What is this? The safe tea you begged for me?"
Ping An tea?Du Yu thought to himself that there is such a thing in this world?
"No, it's a Chinese-style milk tea shop next to the venue. I saw it when I came back this afternoon. Don't you like drinking milk tea, so I bought you a cup by the way. I hope the game will go smoothly tomorrow."
Xie Qi elbowed Du Yu, shook the milk tea in his hand and said, "Thank you, let's work hard together tomorrow!"
Du Yu played a handsome role, and the two parted at the elevator entrance. Xie Qi plugged in the straw by himself, and walked back to the room while drinking.
When he returned, Yu Sheng was making food, and the familiar smell of instant noodles wafted across the room. Xie Qi sipped his milk tea, and he couldn't help sighing as soon as he entered the door: "It smells so good."
Yu Sheng was making instant noodles on the small table on the balcony. He turned around when he heard the words, and was about to speak with a look of surprise on his face. When the voice was blocked, he suddenly didn't know what to say.
However, Xie Qi didn't notice it, he naturally put the milk tea on the bedside table, took out the pajamas under the pillow and prepared to change.
Yu Sheng was stunned for a moment, put away his expression and said what he was going to say just now, he asked: "Do you want to eat? I still have some."
Xie Qi was putting on a T-shirt when he let out a long "hmm" sound, as if hesitating whether to eat or not.
In the moment of hesitation, Yu Sheng had already run to his suitcase and dug out two buckets of instant noodles. He looked at Xie Qi with bright eyes, like a puppy waiting for his master to praise him, "Yes Spicy or sauerkraut, which one do you want?"
Xie Qi changed his clothes. He didn't want to eat it at first, but he smelled this smell as soon as he entered the door. His appetite was all whetted, and he couldn't do without it, but he was embarrassed to ask Yu Sheng to soak it for him. After all, he ate it There is no reason to send others when their things are gone.
"Spicy, you can put it there and I can do it myself, thank you."
Yu Sheng nodded, put down the bucket of sauerkraut, Xie Qi thought he was going to pass the noodles to him, and went up to pick it up, but saw the person bypassing him directly to the balcony, he unpacked it neatly, He raised his head and asked Xie Qi: "How many bags do you put?"
Xie Qi was a little at a loss for words, but the matter had come to an end, it was meaningless to say more, he went to Yu Sheng's side, and when he got close, he took the material package from Yu Sheng's hand.
"I'll do it myself."
Yu Sheng withdrew his hand and moved to the right to make room for Xie Qi. Seeing that Xie Qi's material bag had been poured out, he hurriedly picked up the kettle on the side to add water to Xie Qi's bowl. Xie Qi was somewhat embarrassed and said thank you again. .
Yu Sheng moved to sit on the opposite side, and gave Xie Qi the stool next to him.
Xie Qi didn't do anything else, just sat on the chair and looked outside, Yu Sheng didn't know what to say to the other party, the atmosphere was always a bit awkward.
Fortunately, 3 minutes passed quickly, and the noodles were ready to eat.
Xie Qi didn't eat too much at night, but now he was attracted by the instant noodles, and he felt more and more hungry. After 3 minutes, he opened the lid and was ready to eat.
Yu Sheng's noodles were soaked earlier than his, and softer than Xie Qi's. He looked at the obviously twisted noodles in Xie Qi's bowl, and wondered if he should soak them for a while longer.
However, Xie Qi doesn’t care about these things. He always likes to eat hard noodles, but today this noodle seems to be harder than usual, but he has already opened it. Hanging his throat, Xie Qi pressed his face down, got up and went to the bed.
Yu Sheng was eating slowly, Xie Qi first went to the bedside to look at the phone a few times, he was probably replying to a message, his fingers tapped quickly, and then he didn't know whether it was Douyin or what, his expression became less serious, and finally, he went to He glanced up, probably to check the time, and it was almost time, Xie Qi bent down to pick up the milk tea on the table, and walked towards Yu Sheng.
Yu Sheng always felt uncomfortable when he saw this cup of milk tea, but Xie Qi drank it happily and didn't notice Yu Sheng's emotions.
The noodles in the bowl were finally softened. Xie Qi put down the milk tea and took a sip full of anticipation. While chewing, he sighed in his heart, happiness!
Yu Sheng looked at him cautiously, the food in his bowl was almost eaten, but he didn't want to get up, hoping to stay with Xie Qi for a while.
A few broken noodles in the bowl were picked by Yu Sheng over and over again. Just as Yu Sheng was thinking about something to say to Xie Qi, Xie Qi who lowered his head and ate the noodles suddenly asked, "Which team do you think played better in tonight's game?" most?"
This endless question confused Yu Sheng. His first reaction was that the North American team OG, which ate two chickens in a row tonight, ranked first in the standings, with continuous highlight operations, and the absolute focus of the audience, but then he felt that No, OG is recognized as a strong team in the world, today's points are just a normal performance for them, so to say that they played the best, Yu Sheng thinks it is WAT from Thailand.
Yu Sheng was a little nervous, just like an interview, afraid that what he thought was different from what Xie Qi thought.
"I think it's Thailand's WAT."
The moment the voice fell, Xie Qi raised his head and glanced at him. Although his face was not revealing, he asked again: "How do you say?"
Yu Sheng organized his language briefly, and sat upright like answering questions in class, "WAT has basically never been in the top eight before, and the best result is ninth in the group stage, and I have never eaten chicken in the world championship. This time, apart from eating a chicken, they basically got guaranteed points in every round, entered the finals in four rounds, and their new sniper seldom had empty shots, so he was on the kill list. This time They also made it into the top eight, although they are just eighth, but compared to their previous results, they have already made great progress, so I think it is WAT."
Xie Qi was amused by Yu Sheng's reply like a summary statement, especially the last one, so it was like answering the teacher's questions in school, and there was also a total score structure.
"Relax, just chatting casually, have you watched their team's game before?"
"I've seen it." Yu Sheng nodded hurriedly, "I've watched most of the teams' matches."
Xie Qi was taken aback, thinking it was interesting.
On this topic, the two chatted about things on the field. Near the end, Xie Qi suddenly asked about Yu Sheng's favorite professional player. , he held back.
He paused, shrugged his shoulders and said casually, "I don't have any favorite professional players."
Xie Qi saw that he didn't speak, as if he didn't believe it. Yu Sheng probably lied and panicked, and hurriedly added: "Before, I supported our team and DMY, after all, it's a star team."
Xie Qi seemed to understand something for a moment, he nodded and smiled deeply.
That's the end of the conversation, the noodles are finished, it's time to go to bed.
Xie Qi drank the last sip of milk tea in the cup, got up and went into the bathroom.
Yu Sheng stared at the milk tea cup that had been thrown into the trash can and smiled wryly. He knew in his heart that he was nothing in Xie Qi's heart, and what he did basically could not leave a mark. That's why he forgot so quickly, and even saw I can't react at all.
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