[Full-time Wang Zhou] Roll egg dumplings

After finally ending the chaotic meal, the physically and mentally exhausted Wang Jiexi returned home without taking off his coat, and threw himself on the four and a half foot big bed in the bedroom.

Lying down for a while, I felt the phone in my right trouser pocket was shaking, I took it out and saw that there were five missed calls on the screen, all of them were from Huang Shaotian.

If you think about it with your knees, you know that this guy must be in the name of caring to inquire about the military situation.

In the past, Wang Jiexi would probably dial back and spend time with him in thalassemia.However, after being mentally polluted by Sun Xiang and Liu Xiaobie for most of the night, he felt that he really couldn't get up enough energy to deal with the endless chatter of Blue Rain Sword Master, so he logged on to QQ instead.

As expected, Huang Shaotian's profile picture flickered immediately.

"Old Wang, are you there?"

"Are you there? Are you there?"

"Rely on big eyes, you don't pretend to be a dead body, isn't the game over early? What does it mean to be silent? Can you still play happily?"

"Did Tiny Herb lose badly today and was too busy replaying the game, so I didn't have the heart to reply to this Juggernaut, what's there to be shy about since we all know each other so well? Let me be happy."

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Wang Buliuxing: There are so many words

Troubling Rain: Your sister, I am concerned about you, okay?I can tell from the tone of your voice that you must have been abused again today [doge][doge][doge]

Wang Buliuxing: [If you don't hit me, you won't know that I am both civil and military.jpg]

Troubling Rain at Night: [What can you do to me.jpg]

Wang Buliuxing: If it’s okay, I’ll download [Bye Bye]

Troublesome Night Rain: Ehhhhhhhhhhhhhhh the strong man stays behind

Troubled Night Rain: Seriously, you guys have played against Samsara this season, what do you think of Sun Xiang and Zhou Zekai's partnership?

Wang Buliuxing: very strong

Wang Buliuxing: At present, the cooperation is not refined enough, but it is already quite tricky

Troublesome Night Rain: Right, right, the captain and I feel the same way

Troubled by the Rain: The two players are strong enough in operation, and they have mastered the routines of internal attack and peripheral cooperation in such a short period of time. They will not know how difficult it will be until the playoffs. They are another pair strong opponent

Wang Buliuxing: Well, go for it

Troubling Rain: Rolling Rolling Rolling Big Eyes, what do you mean? It's like you won the reincarnation, you have the kind to pkpkpk

Wang Buliuxing: Hehe

Troublesome Night Rain: Ci'ao, you're big!

Troubled by the Rain: Have you been raped by Zhou Zekai?

Troubled by the Rain: I was wondering, that guy Zhou Zekai looked so honest that he couldn't even give a fart with a stick, how could he be so vicious when it comes to competitions?

Troubling Rain: No wonder my grandpa always said that biting dogs don't bark. Emma, ​​Mr. Wang, you said that according to this logic, Zhou Zekai must be a big wolf dog used in Golden Triangle anti-drugs, right?

You are a big wolf dog, and all of you, Blue Rain, are big wolf dogs.Holding the phone, Wang Jiexi was momentarily unable to complain about the divergent thinking of the Juggernaut.

Troubled by the Rain: Why is there no movement when I go there? Didn’t you really fall asleep with big eyes? Playing a game is not a real person competing in the field, so why are you so tired?Shall I bring you a few boxes of Huiren Shenbao next time? Hahahahahahahaha

Wang Buliuxing: A Very Novel Argument[Yin Que Si Hall.jpg]

Wang Buliuxing: If the deduction is true, what are you?

Before the other party's non-stop trash talk flooded in, Wang Jiexi quickly closed the dialog box, and calmly typed √ on the "block this person's messages".

The whole world is instantly clean.

However, thanks to the sword master, Wang Jiexi's thoughts returned to Zhou Zekai after circling that day's competition.

While waiting for a taxi at the entrance of the restaurant, this man kept looking at him eagerly, with a hesitant expression on his face.

Wang Jiexi was stared at a little speechlessly, thinking that if it was his female fans, he probably would have already figured out how many children to have, what school district to buy and where to buy them.

Out of humanitarian concern for terminal cancer patients, Wang Jiexi decided to ask the truth, but Liu Xiaobie stopped him while he was pondering what to say, and he couldn't help but stuff him into the taxi he had just stopped, saying "Captain, you You have worked hard today, go back and have a good rest, the guests can rest assured and leave it to us."

(This is exactly what Dad worries about the most, Xiaobie.

Probably wanted to borrow my coat but was too embarrassed to say so?Wang Jiexi thought for a moment and came to a more reasonable conclusion.

Fortunately, I have three sets of winter uniforms, and the lack of a top will not cause any trouble.Thinking of this, he decided to leave a message on QQ for Zhou Zekai, telling him not to rush to return the clothes.

Open the dialog box, and after habitually scanning the chat history, Wang Jiexi, who has always been calm and calm, flashed two big characters in his mind involuntarily——

shit.

He actually said that he would treat Zhou Zekai to eat dumplings? !

And the date shows that this conversation took place not long ago.

It is said that memory will gradually decline after the age of 25, and it is indeed based on facts.

He finally understood why Zhou Zekai showed the distressed expression that he wanted to say something but was too shy to speak out several times during the banquet—Ganqing was thinking about dumplings from the beginning to the end.

Food is precious, but mouth cancer is more difficult to deal with.

At this time, it was just over half past nine, and the dumpling shop should still be open. Wang Jiexi looked through the address book, and after looking for Zhou Zekai's number to no avail, he could only dial Jiang Botao's number.

On the other end of the phone, facing Wang Jiexi's invitation, Jiang Botao looked at Zhou Zekai, who was lying on the bed playing Nintendo, obviously a little unhappy, and then at Sun Xiang, who was trying to please him with a lollipop. Fantasy.

Supper?The dumplings recommended by Huang Shaotian?Or after eating a hot pot where everyone is so full that there is a siphon phenomenon when you open your mouth?

Even showing the friendship of the landlord would be too courteous, he simply suspected that the other party was planning to fatten up his own food captain in one go, so as to seize the opportunity to grab the rhythm of the endorsement.

"Uh...I'm not sure, Team Wang," Jiang Botao said in a hesitant yet polite tone, "Xiao Zhou is right next to him, why don't you talk to him directly?"

"What's wrong?" Zhou Zekai raised his head with a sleepy expression.

"Captain Wang," Jiang Botao shook his phone at him, with a bit of astonishment on his face that was too late to wipe off, "Ask if you're going to eat dumplings."

In the next second, he saw Zhou Zekai's eyes light up, he quickly turned off the game, crawled to the side of the bed, and grabbed the phone.

The dull hair on the top of the head also swayed a few times according to the occasion.

After witnessing this scene, Jiang Botao suddenly believed that Wang Jiexi really knew magic.

In line with the principle of sharing blessings, I asked in my own QQ group, and finally only three people said they wanted to eat dumplings, namely——

Zhou Zekai, who was the main invitee; Sun Xiang, who almost ended Wang Jiexi's career with a fish ball, but still joined in the fun with a fearless spirit after hearing about the supper; Zhouyu level [-] translation.

After getting off the taxi, they walked around the alleys for a long time according to Wang Jiexi's instructions. When they arrived at the designated place, the three of them were stunned for a moment when they faced the plain, almost shabby facade.

There is no signboard, no house number, and two log sliding doors that are only painted with varnish are embedded in the mottled brick wall. Although the door glass is polished brightly, most of it is covered by a light gray coarse cloth curtain.

Sun Xiang was the first to recover his voice, "Fuck me... this place... looks unreliable..."

Zhou Zekai began to look around curiously, and even squatted down, trying to tease an orange stray cat.

It's a pity that the little guy has no aesthetic qualities, and looks like he doesn't care about him.

Jiang Botao rubbed his brows, "I'll call Team Wang again."

Hearing the voice, Wang Jiexi opened the door and stuck his head out to greet them, "Xiao Jiang, this way."

As if being pardoned, Jiang Botao quickly pulled Zhou Zekai who was meowing like a cat without getting discouraged, and Sun Xiang who was completely out of the situation.

It was the first time that he took these two troubled children whose mental age was no older than five years old alone, and the vice-captain of Samsara, who worked hard and burned himself to light up others, suddenly felt a little tired.

Before entering the door, Jiang Botao specially made three rules with Sun Xiang: "Wait, don't talk indiscriminately, don't move your hands and feet, and give you whatever to eat, do you understand?"

Sun Xiang nodded his head, expressing that he would try his best to be a good boy.

Different from the shabby appearance, the interior decoration of the store is a typical minimalist style, with only black and white to the eye, and there are no extra furnishings except tables and chairs, and it is clean and tidy.Behind the bar, a small dining area is separated from the kitchen by two sackcloth curtains.

Four Japanese-style paper lamps hang from the roof, and the warm yellow soft light adds a sense of intimacy to the store.

At this time, there was only a young couple in the store who looked like students, sitting in the corner, talking quietly while eating.The three of them followed Wang Jiexi to the bar, and this time, Zhou Zekai quite consciously sat down next to him.

Jiang Botao smiled while holding his teacup, "Young Master Huang is really embarrassing, he can find such a hidden shop."

"Racial talent." Zhou Zekai rarely complained quickly and accurately.

Sun Xiang laughed wildly after hearing this, and almost choked on the tea.

Wang Jiexi looked at Zhou Zekai with great interest, got up and brought some menus, "Look at it first, I'll go to the kitchen and ask if there are any other dumplings with fillings."

The three people were left staring at each other, and a line of words was pasted on the opposite wall, "The kitchen is an important place, and idlers are not allowed to enter."

—Brother, are you kidding us? !

Then came the conversation of a man and a woman in the kitchen, and the tone sounded very familiar.

Jiang Botao and Zhou Zekai realized the truth almost at the same time, and exchanged a knowing look across Sun Xiang.

Not long after, Sun Xiang, whose reflection arc was so long that it could go around the earth half a circle, couldn't help whispering to Zhou Zekai beside him, "Damn, Wang Jiexi is too arrogant, he dares to enter a restaurant kitchen casually?"

Zhou Zekai turned his head silently, feeling a bit embarrassed while being speechless - his mouth is so cancerous, it seems that he can't give a satisfactory answer without denying Sun Xiang's IQ.

When heaven and man were at war in their hearts, the shopkeeper opened the curtain and came out of the kitchen. After seeing the other party's appearance clearly, he opened his mouth blankly and felt his jaw fall to the floor and shatter.

"Damn it!" Sun Xiang accidentally knocked over the teacup in surprise, and the hot water soaked half of his pants in an instant. He jumped up to find a tissue while howling and grinning, "Daddy is scalded to death!"

Jiang Botao was so exhausted—Team Samsara's two-on-one combination probably wouldn't work out at all.