Good luck: The fresh meat husband is so fierce

"I'm actually not tall... Senior Sunshine is much taller than me."

Maoyu said something in a hurry.

"This child is lacking in heart and eyes."

The horse monkey clicked his tongue.

Saying that he is not tall, does not offend everyone in this group except Zhao Qichen and Wen Zhouxing.

"Frank boy..."

The old wolf couldn't hold back and patted Maoyu's head lightly.

After the meal, Zhao Qichen walked to the refrigerator, wanting to find the carbonated drink he bought in the supermarket.

He saw nothing but a row of strawberry-flavored milk and neatly drained mineral water.

So he turned his head and asked Lin Qiuran who was clearing the dining table.

"Ran Ran, where's my drink?"

Lin Qiuran pointed to the trash can.

"You drank it yesterday, and it is absolutely impossible for you to touch it again today."

During this time, Lin Qiuran has been trying to get rid of Zhao Qichen's bad habits of drinking carbonated drinks and smoking.

In Zhao Qichen's view, quitting smoking is not a difficult task, and now there is nothing to worry about every day.

But not carbonated drinks.

Life without fizzy drinks is like losing some of its color.

"On the Internet, it says carbonated drinks are shajing."

Lin Qiuran spoke calmly.

"Science goes online, this kind of rumor was debunked hundreds of years ago, okay?"

Zhao Qichen was very dissatisfied with this reason.

"That's fine. If you really want to drink, you can just pick it out of the trash can and continue drinking. No one can see it anyway."

Lin Qiuran left this sentence without looking back.

Zhao Qichen became angry instantly.

Because we needed to move into the new base this morning, everyone got up early, so after dinner, Zhao Qichen didn't force everyone to train. Everyone went upstairs to take a rest and prepare for the evening picnic.

Wen Zhouxing has never had the habit of taking a nap, so he knocked on the door of Lin Qiuran's office and walked in.

Lin Qiuran is looking at the most recent contracts.

Seeing Wen Zhou walking in, she put the documents in her hands away.

"Is there a problem?"

Wen Zhouxing's attention was all on the documents on Lin Qiuran's desk.

Looking at the documents on the table, he couldn't help but sigh.

"Six months ago, SOD was still a black team in Internet cafes who only knew how to compete."

The implication is to affirm Lin Qiuran's ability.

Lin Qiuran pushed his glasses and smiled modestly:

"At that time, SOD simply lacked a management force, and it would be the same for anyone."

Wen Zhouxing smiled irrefutably.

"Don't you want to learn management... this book. This book contains a lot of theoretical knowledge of management. Take it and read it first."

As Lin Qiuran spoke, she pointed to a book on the bookshelf behind her.

Wenzhou's trip was not simply to answer as a coach, but also to learn affairs management from Lin Qiuran, which Lin Qiuran still did not forget.

Since she agreed to him at the beginning, she will naturally teach him something with all her heart.

"You said it's theoretical knowledge, talk from experience. Is it of any use?"

Wen Zhouxing obviously didn't take this book seriously.

Lin Qiuran raised her eyebrows, her tone gradually became serious.

"Which person doesn't rely on other people's experience to gradually have their own things. If you want to go from theory to practice, you have to have theory."

"Young people, don't worry, don't be too impetuous, it's better to keep your feet on the ground and take one step at a time."

Wen Zhouxing was suddenly speechless.

He walked to the bookshelf and took out the book, flipped through two pages and finally hugged it in his arms.

"I'll see."

Only then did Lin Qiuran smile in satisfaction.

Wen Zhouxing was about to go out with the book in hand, halfway there seemed to have thought of something and suddenly turned around.

"You are so capable, why do you have to enter the e-sports circle? Aren't other directions more suitable for your development?"

Everyone knows that the e-sports circle is not a cultural circle widely recognized by the whole society.

In the face of many old ideas, e-sports and not doing business are basically equated.

Wen Zhouxing couldn't figure out why Lin Qiuran had such a strong ability and insisted on pushing himself into the fire pit.

Lin Qiuran seemed to feel a bit abrupt about Wen Zhouxing's question.

"The e-sports circle? Do you know anything about the e-sports circle?"

Wen Zhouxing's words were full of doubts about e-sports.

It stands to reason that a person who has been playing professionally for ten years has a higher level of consciousness than himself, a person who has just entered the industry for less than a year. Why does his tone seem to have some prejudice against e-sports.

Wen Zhouxing was also taken aback by Lin Qiuran's question.

"I have never felt that compared to other cultural circles, the e-sports circle has any disgraceful existence. Except for some special existences, aren't all the professional people just like you, a group of young people with dreams, passion and willingness to endure hardships? Everyone's choice is different."

Lin Qiuran paused, then continued.

"Actually, I didn't choose to come to SOD by myself, but I never felt that there was any difference between this place and the place I was before... If I had to say a different place, it would probably be that there is more love here."

Lin Qiuran's words seemed to be explaining something to Wen Zhouxing, but also seemed to be talking to himself.

A strange emotion flashed in Wen Zhouxing's eyes, and there were waves in his heart.

Lin Qiuran was the first person to say such a thing in front of him in the ten years since he was a professional.

For so many years, he has been vacillating on the career path, but finally gave up his initial persistence because of the heavy responsibility of the family.

Even he himself sometimes can't see his own heart clearly.

Lin Qiuran's words not only moved him, but also made him feel ashamed.

……

At three or four o'clock in the afternoon, a little life finally appeared in the huge base.

Xiaopang was the first to wake up, and knocked on each room on the second floor one by one.

"Get up and get ready to go to the yard for a barbecue."

After hearing the barbecue, several people in the room regained some sobriety.

After everyone was fully dressed, they finally knocked on the office door.

"Sister Ran Ran, I'm going to barbecue."

Lin Qiuran took off her glasses and stretched her waist.

"Let's go."

Lin Qiuran gave an order, and everyone went out happily.

The courtyard is not the base, there is floor heating inside, and every corner of the entire base is warm.

As soon as he walked out of the room, Lin Qiuran's original expectations for the picnic were halved in an instant.

She is an out-and-out person who is afraid of the cold. She would rather endure the high temperature of Linjiang's summer, which can reach up to [-] degrees, than the current cold.

"Why don't you eat first, and I'll go back and turn the leftovers in the microwave for a while?"

"Sister Ran Ran, do you want to spoil the fun like this?"

"It won't be cold once it's grilled next to the grill."

Everyone disagreed with Lin Qiuran's decision to withdraw temporarily.

Seeing that everyone's interest was fading, Lin Qiuran didn't want to spoil everyone's interest.

She had no choice but to give up, and she chose to go back and wrap herself in a scarf again.