To play is to win!

Su Wenle turned to watch the car heading towards the base, and finally relaxed a little nervously, and asked, "Should we go back early? Your dad is already here."

"Continue to walk the glitter eggs." Guan Hong didn't see the enthusiasm of his relatives, but wanted to chat with Su Dae, "Sister Ya and Nike will entertain him."

"it's not good……"

Su Wenle felt that when the elders came, they should be taken seriously.

How to put it, Guan Hong is very warm to his parents, he must reciprocate courtesy.

Guan Hong didn't take it seriously, and said: "It's too early to go back and there is no food, you want to guard the kitchen to eat snacks?"

When Dad Su heard this, he was unhappy, "Su Wenle, you usually don't eat well and eat snacks!"

"How is it possible!" Of course Su Wenle did not admit it.

Anyway, in his father's eyes, eating snacks = not eating well, in fact he can pack the meal and snacks together and finish eating!

Su Wenle said: "I have never guarded the kitchen to eat snacks!"

He is both!

Eat in the living room!

Guan Hong's laughter was so hearty that he inadvertently hit Su Wenle's anger.

Su Wenle was angry, super angry.

He glared at Guan Hong viciously, and turned around holding the flash egg, "Go, go back."

Molesting Su Wenle may be a common hobby of Guan Hong and Su Dad beyond the age gap.

After all, it was really interesting to bully him, and he couldn't stop at all.

Su Wenle walked in the front, and was still exchanging hobbies behind.

"Lele basically doesn't eat snacks at night at the base."

"Don't lie to me, this kid will wake up hungry without snacks at night."

"He also eats fried chicken legs and the like, which are not considered snacks, but should be considered extra meals."

Along the way, Su Wenle got to know his father again.

He didn't expect that his father and Guan Hong, who was a stranger, could have such a topic.

It would have been better if the topic wasn't him.

Walking back to the base, Flash Egg picked up the rope and ran all the way.

It rushed into the kitchen without braking, was warmly welcomed by the chefs, and was kicked out again.

"Who got the dog out!"

"Go away, obediently don't run around in the kitchen."

"Stop playing with cats, go wash your hands."

Parental disciplinary voices filled the base.

As soon as Su Wenle entered the door, he could hear the aunts scolding everyone, "Take out cats and dogs, or they will be stepped on."

"Hey, no wonder the flash egg is back."

When Zhang Si passed by, he saw Su Wenle walking in with his slippers on. He said, "It's still early for dinner, so there's no need to go to the kitchen."

"Oh..." Su Wenle braked in disappointment.

"Does Brother Le eat potato chips?" Zhang Si asked while grabbing a bag of potato chips.

"eat!"

Su Wenle and Zhang Si waited on the sofa for dinner, leaving the crowded kitchen to survive.

"My mother said that Kung Pao Chicken was fried."

"I prefer my mother's shrimp fried rice." Su Wenle ate potato chips with nostalgia and regret, "It's a pity that I can't eat Guan Hong's crispy fish. The one he made two days ago , although it was bitter, it was not burnt. This is a huge improvement..."

"Guan Hong can cook?"

Su Wenle turned his head, and saw that aloof Mr. Guan.

"Hello, uncle!"

Su Wenle slowed down even when chewing, for fear of making too much chewing noise and leaving a bad impression on the parents.

Guan Hong and Mr. Guan look alike.

Mr. Guan is tall, has sharp eyes, and speaks in a low tone. Su Wenle seems to have met middle-aged Guan Hong.

but……

The middle-aged Guan Hong should be much gentler.

Faced with Mr. Guan's scrutiny, Su Wenle immediately recalled the dean's illusion of Meng Beichuan.

However, Director Guan was obviously stricter than Director Meng.

Su Wenle immediately added oil and vinegar to boast, "Yes, Guan Hong's cooking is very delicious. We like creme brulee and crispy fish very much."

After speaking, he elbowed Zhang Si.

Brother Si understood, "Yes, yes, yes!"

In front of parents, you must not lose face as a captain.

In the work of fighting against parental influence, the contestants have always stood strictly on the united front.

Who is not a new century teenager who grew up with the saying that "playing games is addictive".

No matter how much you provoke the captain in normal times, you must guard the best Guan Hong at critical moments.

Because everyone knows that Guan Hong has a bad relationship with his family.

If the relationship is good, the ms team has been established for almost two years, and Zhang Si has never seen Mr. Guan or Mrs. Guan come to the base.

There are many parents coming and going in high-rise residential buildings and Yinchuan Villa, but the captain's parents don't care.

According to the conjecture of the multi-person group, it must be a script for the Internet-addicted teenagers to sever the father-son/mother-son relationship!

Faced with Mr. Guan's initiative to visit, Su Wenle did not dare to say that he could help Guan Hong ease the family relationship.

At least, don't add chaos!

"Guan Hong is super nice to us. He is the most responsible and mature captain I have ever met. In Los Angeles, we are not familiar with each other. We are homesick and miss our mother. The captain often comforts us, enlightens us, and takes us out to buy Buy, buy, prepared a lot of snacks." Su Wenle grabbed the bag of potato chips, "Guan Hong bought these!"

Zhang Si: The potato chips I bought on Sanjie Street?

Su Wenle elbowed again.

Zhang Si hurriedly said: "Yes, yes, yes!"

Su Wenle and Zhang Si flattered Guan Hong almost to a lie.

Showed a completely unfamiliar Guan Hong to Mr. Guan.

When he heard this young man with dimples in his smile say "Guan Hong will take good care of his teammates and become a reliable pillar of everyone's heart", Mr. Guan felt that the taciturn son in his rebellious period in his impression was gradually full of sunshine, The image was brilliant and grand, so dazzling that it was not at all like the stubborn kid he knew.

He may have been bewitched, but he could actually imagine Guan Hong smiling tenderly, comforting his lost teammates.

Maybe it's because Su Wenle's dancing movements are too funny, maybe it's because the smile on Su Wenle's face is full of contagion.

Mr. Guan's serious and tense cheeks showed a little bit of kindness, and he asked, "Is Guan Hong—"

"Su Wenle!"

Su dad came in and grabbed the scene, walked over and pointed at the bag of potato chips and yelled, "You said you didn't eat snacks!"

Su Wenle stuffed the potato chips back into Zhang Si's arms very smoothly.

He said confidently, "It's not mine, it's Zhang Si's."

Zhang Si:?

Zhang Si felt very sad. The fragile revolutionary friendship could not stand the test of his parents.

Su Wenle ate the potato chips he bought with his own hands, and turned around to sell the character set in front of the captain's father.

Turning around again, the potato chips were his again.

His eyes condemned Su Wenle.

Su Wenle raised his hand and poked it with his mobile phone.

Su Wenle: Brother Si, saving my life is better than building a seven-level pagoda!

Zhang Si: I can't help it, I can't help it, I won't treat you to potato chips again.

The potato chip friendship is broken.

Everyone sat on the sofa honestly and listened to Father Su and Mr. Guan chatting. Guan Hong, as a junior, came over to pat Su Wenle and led others out.

"Go and help carry the dishes."

"Oh well."

The reason was high-sounding, and was praised by Su Dae.

Mr. Guan looked at the strange and enthusiastic father Su, and praised Guan Hong passionately for being sensible and filial, his expression was exactly the same as that of Su Wenle.

He had mixed feelings, he only felt that other people's children were indeed his own.

It was the first time that so many people ate together at the base, and three tables were set up in the empty dining room.

Parents sat with their children, and several families were crowded together. Even with the time difference, it seemed like the atmosphere of Chinese New Year.

Su Wenle suddenly received a lot of love.

Guan Hong picks up the food, his father directs, his mother stares at him.

"No need, I'll come by myself." Su Wenle tried hard to stop, "You bring food for uncle."

Guan Hong directly refused, "It's okay, what do you want to eat?"

Without even saying polite words, Su Wenle simply hated iron for being weak.

What is this, Guan's rebellion!

At this kind of family dinner table, Su Wenle felt that he was living like a monster that would bring disaster to the country and the people, and Mr. Guan's eyes that occasionally looked over were full of deep meaning.

However, the condemnation from the Guan family did not come, but the disgust from the Su family came.

"Xiaohong, don't get used to him." Su Ma said.

"Let him eat snacks, don't eat well." After Su Dae finished speaking, he started again, "Brother Guan, look at your son, how good-tempered he is, our Jia Le Le has half of his strengths, and he would wake up laughing in his dreams. "

The traditional Chinese virtue is to belittle one's own children and praise other people's children.

Mr. Guan has heard this kind of talk a lot, and this time he finds it particularly unbelievable.

If he hadn't seen Guan Hong's gentle smile seeping into his eyes with his own eyes, he would have felt that other people's compliments were just perfunctory polite words.

"Where, where, my son is still far behind."

While saying polite words, Mr. Guan remembered.

It turned out that Nike and Xiaoya always said that Guan Hong had changed, and it was true, rather than comforting words to make him feel at ease.

His son has indeed become very different.

The squinting-eyed and contemptuous boy said: You are an old antique that cannot be tolerated by the world, so don't try to teach everyone to stick to the rules.

My heart trembles when I think of it.

Mr. Guan lowered his head to drink the soup, while Su Wenle's whispered advice echoed in his ears.

"You bring food for uncle."

"You give uncle some food."

"You serve soup for uncle."

Mr. Guan likes to eat quietly.

Now I feel that there is nothing wrong with being noisy.

At least, it wasn't as hard to accept as he imagined.

Su Wenle was very angry with Guan Hong all day today.

What kind of hidden Shamat's second disease is this? At other times, he doesn't show his mountains and dews, and he is normally gentle and big brother.

When meeting elders, he is paranoid and stubborn.

"Guan Honghong Honghong Honghong!"

Su Wenle caught him, and there was no one around, yelling loudly, "What kind of grudge do you have with your father!"

"...This is actually the normal way of getting along between our father and son."

Guan Hong stroked Su Wenle's short hair with a smile, and didn't think it was worth his fuss at all.

"My dad doesn't like other people doing it, he chooses how much he can eat, he has a measure."

"I don't like other people to do it, but you are his son!" Su Wenle said, "Look, Los Angeles is so far away, your father has come all the way here, why don't we take this opportunity to repair the relationship between father and son?"

In front of Su Wenle, Guan Hong never concealed his laughter.

"Really, I didn't lie to you, my dad is like this...middle-aged and cold, he likes to be quiet and not disturb each other. In the past, our family ate in silence. Sister Ya came to eat, and he thought she was not dignified and virtuous. From then on, Sister Ya didn't come here anymore, because she felt that eating was too boring and affected her appetite."

He said a lot, and Su Wenle only heard "I like to be quiet".

It felt like a thunderbolt from the blue sky, and five thunders struck the top. Su Wenle recalled that he was covering his hands and trying to express to Mr. Guan that "Guan Hong is the best pen in the world", and he may have silently entered the blacklist of parents.

Su Wenle bumped his head into Guan Hong's arms.

Howled in a muffled voice: "I'm done. From the time I quarreled with each other to the time we finished eating, your dad must hate me to death."

"If you don't like it, just hate it." Guan Hong didn't give any explanation for his father's personality, "It's enough that I like you."

With Guan Hong's "reminder", Su Wenle restrained a lot.

He was quiet even when playing on his mobile phone, even when he saw a super funny joke, he would laugh nervously and look up at his surroundings.For fear of disturbing the adults chatting.

There isn't much interaction between the contestants' parents.

But their children created a common thread for them.

Meng Beichuan talked eloquently, praising the strength of the players.

Parents don't necessarily understand tactical thinking and on-the-spot awareness, but the "champion" understands it.

Defeating world-class Korean players, American players, Japanese players, and British players, and the older generation who don't understand e-sports, all have an interest in e-sports because of their international opponents.

Rising to the world competition, being able to become the first is remarkable.

The parents asked the professional coaches various questions and were proud of their children.

Mr. Guan, on the other hand, kept paying attention to Su Wenle in the corner.

The guy was holding his phone and occasionally showed a puzzled smile. Suddenly, he looked around alertly, and he looked very similar to the Shiba Inu at the base.

Height doesn't affect a person's cuteness at all, especially a kid like Su Wenle whose personality is many times better than Guan Hong's.

"Nike, where is Su Wenle from?"

Mr. Guan was the most familiar with the manager, so he asked casually.

"He's from Jiangcheng." Nike seldom sees him caring about the team's players, "He was brought in by Xiaohong, and he has never played professionally before... Well, he has never participated in a regular game, just in the game Just play around. Now that I am very strong, I can rank number one in the world."

He tried his best to introduce Su Wenle in words that Mr. Guan understood, but Mr. Guan wanted to know that it wasn't this.

"How about your character, do you have any bad habits, what about your records, what education?"

After hearing this, Nike laughed, "Brother, your question is too similar to a household registration check."

"My son's friend, I can't check?"

"Yes, yes, yes." Nike said, "Su Wenle should be the most trouble-free of this group of children. He is sensible, well-behaved, hardworking, low-spirited, and easy to satisfy... There are no shortcomings, but he is greedy and likes to eat. thing."

"How old?"

"Nineteen, it's almost twenty." After Nike finished his answer, he suddenly smiled and said, "Is this a blind date for Xiaohong?"

Mr. Guan stared at him.

Nike shrugged, "Just kidding."

Whether the joke is good or not, no one knows.

But Su Wenle gets carried away too easily.

He was holding the phone in his hand, and he was holding back carefully before, and he was fascinated by watching it while playing, and he completely forgot to keep quiet.

"Hahaha!"

Su Wenle laughed until he slapped his thighs, he grabbed Lin Xiaoke, "Look, Mr. Ke, this is so funny!"

Lin Xiaoke leaned over to take a look, Su Wenle looked around hehehe, then froze.

Under Mr. Guan's focused gaze, Su Wenle sat upright for a second during the live performance.

Lin Xiaoke, who was laughing beside him, didn't know what was going on at all, and squeezed close to him, laughing uncontrollably, "Brother Le, where did you find the video, who made it—hmm? Brother Le?"

"On Weibo, this blogger." Su Wenle spoke in a low voice, like a thief.

"What's the situation?" Lin Xiaoke lowered her voice, "Is there an enemy attack?!"

"No, no, parents, let's be quiet."

"it is good."

The bluffing duo immediately returned to being thieves.

However, within a few minutes, he reverted to his old ways.

It is impossible to be quiet.

Su Wenle's tranquility does not account for one percent of the proportion of life.

After going to bed and settling down with their parents, Su Wenle went back to the room under the instructions of his parents.

After closing the door, he asked, "Where does your father live, have you gone to see if the quilt is ready?"

"Nike knows how to take care of him." Guan Hong shook the quilt, "He is an adult now. Come and sleep."

"You are so indifferent."

Su Wenle got on the bed, "Uncle looks pretty good, you look a lot like him."

"Yeah." Guan Hong was not very willing to talk about his father, "It's just that they look alike."

Turning off the lights, the room was dimly lit.

Although he didn't eat the crispy fish made by Guan Hong himself, Su Wenle felt very happy.

It is very happy to see my parents, and it is also very happy to celebrate the Spring Festival together.

"Let's set off firecrackers tomorrow. I heard that Chinatown can set off firecrackers. Guan Hong, will you light a firecracker with your uncle tomorrow? Burn a fairy stick?"

Su Wenle always wanted Guan Hong to ease the relationship between father and son.

It is too persistent to refuse.

Guan Hong said: "It's hard, I don't like fireworks, and neither does my dad."

"If you don't like it, you don't like it." Su Wenle jumped on him, "You should pave the way for me, look at your reputation in my family, and then look at my reputation in your family, this is not balanced."

Su's parents and Su's mother all regard Guan Hong as their son.

Su Wenle always feels that if he doesn't grab a father anymore, it seems that he has suffered a great loss in his life.

Although Mr. Guan's opinion of him is not important, but he thinks that Mr. Guan's opinion of Guan Hong is very important.

Such an excellent Guan Hong should be loved by everyone, and his father holds it in his palm.

Hearing that Guan Hong didn't like to go home before, he had already made up his mind very bleakly.

Mr. Guan has taken the first step of reconciliation, and Guan Hong can't miss this opportunity.

Su Wenle, who was inexplicably full of a sense of mission, resorted to the cute trick, he rubbed against Guan Hong's neck, and said in a coquettish voice: "Just treat your father better, I promise you will be better." , he is several times!"

"Let's talk about it later." Guan Hong smiled and stroked Su Wenle like he was picking firewood, "There is a bit of conflict between us."

"How big is it?" Su Wenle stretched out his hand, "So-so big?!"

"Stop, stop!" Guan Hong couldn't do anything about him, and grabbed his troubled claws, "One is because I am addicted to games and does not want to repent, and the other is... I am out of the closet."

Su Wenle:! ! !

"Then, then I also—"

"Don't, don't, don't, let's have a good year."

Guan Hong said, "It was just an angry word many, many years ago, but I didn't expect the angry word to come true."

When you are young and ignorant, you will see through the world and say stupid things about not getting married.

If he says he won't get married, his father will definitely chase him to sign a surrogacy agreement.

Children are troublesome, and so are marriages.

Therefore, Guan Hong directly said that he was gay, and made the family furious. When he saw him, he would scold him and wish he could be sent to a lunatic asylum for electrotherapy.

How many years of cold war did Guan Hong fight to get the safe distance he is now.

Whether his father likes Su Wenle or not doesn't delay his liking.

"Well, my dad often dislikes me, but I know he loves me very much."

Su Wenle is a child born in a happy family. He has never experienced any black faces with hatred and bitterness since he was a child.

He couldn't understand the feeling of incompatibility between Guan Hong and his father.

Just like Chai Chai and Lucky like to be together with fluff, human beings should also like to be close to those who are similar to themselves.

Guan Hong was carved out of the same mold as Mr. Guan.

Even if Guan Hong's smile melted the seriousness of his body, it still couldn't hide their similarity.

"It's okay." Guan Hong patted Su Wenle's head, "He won't stay for long."

"Go to sleep."

Guan Hong said "I won't stay for long", and Mr. Guan left early the next morning.

The taste of the new year is getting closer and closer, and the decorations for the Spring Festival have been unboxed and scattered everywhere.

Su Ma and aunts cut window grilles and made dumplings.

Seeing him walking down with sleepy eyes and fluffy eyes, Su's mother immediately shouted: "Lele, go and help your dad write couplets!"