Break that sportsman

Chu Ziyang sat at the dining table, looking at the yellow and fragrant tomato and egg noodles in front of him, feeling a little unsure of what night it was.

To be honest, he had no expectations for Wei Ninghe's cooking skills at all. He was already ready to order takeout and even thought about which restaurant to eat at.

But he picked up the fried egg and after taking a bite, he realized that Wei Ninghe's cooking skills were really good.

The fried eggs were golden on both sides, the noodles were neither soft nor hard, and the soup was rich. It was so delicious that Chu Ziyang ate two big bowls.

After he finished eating and put down his bowl, Wei Ninghe, who had already finished his meal and was already playing with his mobile phone, said without raising his head: "Go wash the dishes."

Chu Ziyang looked at him sincerely and said confidently: "No."

Wei Ninghe threw the phone on the table, looked at him unhappily, and said, "Then what do you mean? I'm cooking and you have to wash the dishes? How can there be such a beautiful thing? You won't have to do it for me today too." brush!"

Chu Ziyang had just finished eating his noodles, so he didn't want to make him angry anymore. He stood up and put away the dishes and chopsticks and said, "Then you teach me."

Wei Ninghe followed him into the kitchen with his arms folded and angrily. As he walked, he complained: "This is the first time I have seen someone keep company, and in the end I have to cook and teach how to wash dishes. It's fine if you don't give me any benefits." , and I have to take it in. Ever since I met you, I have suffered a total loss!"

Chu Ziyang ignored him and put the pots and pans into the pool together. Then he turned on the faucet to the maximum, picked up the scouring pad on one side and wiped it twice before showing it to Wei Ninghe, "Is that so?"

Wei Ninghe hid a few steps behind him when he turned on the faucet. Before he could tell him to turn down the water volume, the man finished rinsing a bowl and held it up to him. It was really rinsing, not brushing. .

He couldn't bear it anymore and said: "Turn down the faucet a little. Who are you trying to drown by turning it on so much?" After Chu Ziyang turned down the water volume, he said again: "The bowl is still full of oil, so just follow Did I say you finished washing the dishes? The little raccoon can wash the dishes better than you!"

Chu Ziyang was holding a bowl in one hand and a wet scouring pad in the other. The clothes on his chest were a lot wet. Wei Ninghe looked at him like this, took a deep breath, and wiped out the desire. After Chu Ziyang suppressed the thought of throwing it out, he said: "So why don't you put on an apron first? Forget it, come on, look at the bottle on your right. Do you recognize the three words for dishwashing liquid written on it? Squeeze it in your Put it on the scouring pad in your hand, and then wipe the dishes, understand?"

Chu Ziyang said "Oh." and followed his instructions step by step. As he was working hard, Wei Ninghe suppressed his impatience and said again, "Don't squeeze just once to wash a bowl. Don't squeeze so much." , just a little is enough, why are you squeezing in so much? Squeeze a little more, a little more!"

"Didn't you see there's still so much foam? You have to rinse it off inside and out!"

"Okay, okay, I get it."

He directed Chu Ziyang painstakingly. He had already reached the stage of putting the bowls in the cupboard, but with a bang, the two bowls that had finally been cleaned were not placed firmly and fell to the ground, falling into pieces.

Wei Ninghe looked at the fragments on the ground and said helplessly: "Okay, so why am I wasting my time here with you? If I had dropped it earlier, I would have saved my worries."

Chu Ziyang was also a little regretful that the bowl he had worked so hard to wash was broken into pieces. He sighed, picked up the pieces and threw them into the trash can. Before Wei Ninghe could make a sound to stop him, he was cut. Got a hole.

"hiss."

"What a sin, are you really an idiot or a fake idiot? You just picked up such sharp fragments with your hands? Why don't you roll around on it twice!" Wei Ninghe said, taking out the toilet paper on the side and covering it with him After bringing the wound to the living room, he said angrily: "Cover it yourself. Where is the iodophor gauze and so on?"

Chu Ziyang knew that he was in the wrong, so he pressed his fingers honestly and replied: "Under the TV cabinet."

Wei Ninghe quickly found what he needed, and quickly dealt with Chu Ziyang's bleeding wound. Finally, after fixing the gauze, he said: "Be careful not to get wet, remember to change the dressing yourself, and don't cover it with gauze all the time." Leave it on, and remove the scabs, otherwise they will easily become inflamed."

Seeing Chu Ziyang remaining silent, he rolled his eyes and went to clean up the mess he hadn't finished yet.

Chu Ziyang held his injured hand and listened to Wei Ninghe rushing in and out. Suddenly, he felt a sense of soreness in his heart. He blinked his moist eyes and thought to himself: If possible, he still doesn't want to be taken care of. , because the feeling of being taken care of is really good, so good that it scares him.

What does it feel like? It's like a hungry beggar who suddenly eats a full meal. He doesn't know whether it's a blessing or a curse. He longs for the feeling of fullness, but is afraid of whether he can endure it in the future. hunger.

He thought, hoping that he would not be cut again in the future, because at that time, it was difficult for him not to stop thinking about this morning, a boy with a bad temper, who cursed and disliked him, and at the same time helped him tie it carefully and gently. a bow.

Wei Ninghe quickly finished cleaning the kitchen, picked up the mobile phone on the table, sat on the sofa, and started playing games.

"Where did the shooter die? Shoot him!"

"You mage, you're so fucking wild! Don't steal my popularity!"

"You're a fucking piece of shit. Why are you running away? Come on! Fuck you!"

Chu Ziyang, who was doing his homework, saw him cursing and controlling the ethereal young man in white on his mobile phone very quickly. The gorgeous special effects were dazzling.

"Fengxi Fengxi returns to her hometown, and travels all over the world to seek her phoenix."

"Your blood makes me flourish in poetry."

"Doublekill!"

"Damn it, one got away!"

Seeing how energetic he was playing, Chu Ziyang was a little curious about what he was playing, so he asked, "What are you playing?"

Wei Ninghe replied without raising his head: "King of Glory, don't you want to play? Fuck, steal my head!"

"I'm not playing, but I think you're having fun playing."

"Everyone is playing. If you want to play, I will take you with my trumpet."

"Why not a large size?"

"My big one is already shining brightly, but I can't carry your bronze one."

After Wei Ninghe finished speaking, he felt that he didn't understand what he said, so he explained the rules of the game to him, "So, if I take you with a large number, the matches will usually be higher than yours, so what kind of game is there? Experienced.”

As he said this, he ended the game, clicked "victory" on his phone, and asked: "Are you going to play or not? Even if they begged me to take them, I won't take them. You are just so lucky today."

Chu Ziyang felt that even if he was doing his homework, he would not be able to concentrate if there was someone making noise next to him. Moreover, this game also attracted him a bit, so he took out his mobile phone and asked Wei Ninghe to download and register it for him.

"What's your name? Think of a nickname."

"what's your name?"

"My initials."

"Then I'll take my initials too."

Wei Ninghe quickly helped him get it done, and while he was going through the novice tutorial, he changed his own trumpet and played a few matches to get a feel for it.

After a while, Chu Ziyang finished the novice tutorial. In order to test the waters, Wei Ninghe took him to try the human-computer test first. Unexpectedly, the unbeatable college bully in the examination room was tortured to death by the computer over and over again in the Canyon of Kings.

Wei Ninghe looked at Arthur who was killed again on the screen, and refreshed his understanding of the glory rookie. He thought that the pig teammate who gave away his head was good enough, but he didn't expect that there was Chu Ziyang at the bottom, which really made him Eye-opener.

He first asked King Lanling on his mobile phone to return to the city and stand by, then approached Chu Ziyang and taught him step by step: "Although Arthur is simple, it is not how you play. You use a skill first, and then use it after teleporting over." The second skill is consumed, then the basic attack leaves him with residual health, and the last three skills are used to harvest the heads."

"Youhaveslainanemy."

"Look, I'm going to kill him now, he's a rookie." After saying that, he handed the phone back to Chu Ziyang and resumed control of the Lanling King who had been hung up on the interface.

After Chu Ziyang took the phone, he did not immediately start to control it, but asked: "Why didn't you scold me when I was so bad at playing?"

Wei Ninghe sneered and replied: "Why should I scold you? Are you good at scolding you? I scold those pig teammates every day but I haven't seen how capable they are. And in this kind of rookie game, I can slay the whole game by myself. , I can win even if I beat nine." This is what he said, but this is actually one of the reasons. The bigger reason is that Chu Ziyang, who has always only got frustration from him, today found a lot of A sense of accomplishment, this feeling of victory made him feel elated, and his tolerance level was unusually high.

Seeing his confident look, Chu Ziyang smiled helplessly, lowered his head and continued to operate according to the method Wei Ninghe taught him just now, and slowly found the feeling.

The two of them spent the whole morning fighting and killing each other in the Canyon of the Kings. Chu Ziyang was also taken from Bronze Four to Bronze One by Wei Ninghe. He put the already hot phone aside, and the feeling of hunger slowly subsided in passion. It subsided and then came back up.

He leaned on the sofa, stretched out his hand and tugged on Wei Ninghe's clothes. After waiting for someone's reaction, he asked, "What are you having for lunch?"

Wei Ninghe rolled his stiff neck caused by bowing his head for a long time, stretched his body, and replied: "The braised chicken downstairs or the KFC family bucket?"

"No," Chu Ziyang replied, "I'm tired of eating. Go ahead and cook. Your cooking is delicious."

Wei Ninghe slumped on the back of the sofa, looked at him sideways and said, "You are quite good at choosing whether to eat or not. I don't want to cook or wash the dishes. I want to eat fried chicken and Coke."

He didn't want to cook, but Chu Ziyang wanted to eat. He almost vomited after eating those takeaways. The salty and delicious noodles in the morning strengthened his desire to let Wei Ninghe cook, "I'm sick and you still let me eat takeaways. Auntie told you to cook for me, otherwise you cook for me and I treat you to a whole family bucket and a pizza?"

Wei Ninghe heard what he said and immediately agreed, "I also want a large bottle of Coca-Cola. I want black pepper beef for the pizza." After that, he got up and went to the kitchen.

Chu Ziyang quickly placed the order, and soon the takeout was delivered to the door.

When he came back from taking out the takeout, Wei Ninghe had already cooked the rice and brought it to the table. Rice with distinct grains, tomato scrambled eggs with full color and aroma, and a mouth-watering winter melon ball soup. "Tips of the Tongue" can be played automatically in his mind. The classic soundtrack of "China".

He put the takeout on the coffee table, washed his hands, sat down at the dining table and said, "Let's eat first, and we'll eat those later. It smells so good. Your cooking skills are pretty good!"

Wei Ninghe, who was serving the rice, snorted and said: "That's right, this is all practiced by my mother since childhood. She said that a daughter-in-law should be kept for pain when she is brought home. If she is a gentleman, she must take good care of her. , so first of all, you have to be able to do housework."

Chu Ziyang took the rice he handed over, smiled and said, "I really can't tell that you are still a good family man."

Wei Ninghe rolled her eyes at him and retorted: "This is the most basic standard that gentlemen should meet. If you come back with a wife like you, you will make others suffer. You will be single for the rest of your life."

"Okay, I wish you a baby soon."

"thank you."