When an Alpha is Marked by One of His Own Kind

In the group stage, DG has won six consecutive victories all the way. With the first score in the group, they will be randomly selected to play against the top two in the other half of the group.

Next is the knockout round.

If you win, you can go directly to the quarter-finals.

DG’s super chat and official blog are full of cheering remarks. At the same time, WTG and BLX also entered the knockout round with the first and second place in the group respectively. The LPL division can be said to be singing all the way, even if everyone Going through the knockout round again and encountering infighting in the quarter-finals is also a matter of individual ability.

Those who lose are not as good as others, and those who win continue to move forward with the hope of the competition area.

One day before the knockout round.

In the hotel where the DG team stayed.

Lu Zhe had just played a few ranks, and it happened to be lunch time. He got up and took a look in the direction of the kitchen. He saw someone bought a box of whole chicken. He remembered the cooking skills he hadn't used much for a while, and suddenly rolled up his hands with great interest. Sleeves, ready to make chicken soup.

After washing the ingredients, Lu Zhe washed a handful of green onions, added ginger slices and other ingredients, put water in the pot, and made a pot of soup with the whole chicken. Chopsticks hold the chicken on a plate.

While the cooked chicken was cooling down, Lu Zhe started to make noodles with the original pot of soup.

The noodles are bought in Chinese supermarkets, and the price is not cheap, but this expenditure is only a small amount for the DG club. Manager Zhou is very considerate in taking care of the players. If you are careful, you will find that the meals you ate recently There are basically no heavy dishes, and the diet is balanced. Even if it is spicy, I dare not follow the heavy taste of Qian Bao and the others, worrying that they will get too angry and troublesome when they eat abroad.

When the noodles were boiling in the pot, Lu Zhe used the remaining onion, ginger and garlic, added a little millet pepper, chopped up a small bowl of seasoning, poured some cooking oil, soy sauce and a little vinegar into it, Then put the bowl of seasoning in the microwave.

At the same time, he put on his disposable gloves and began to tear the previous plate of chicken.

Although this chicken is not as chewy and tough as some home-grown chickens in China, it is still fresh. It was not overcooked when the soup was cooked. The skin is tender and the meat is white. Lu Zhe easily dismantled it The skeleton was torn off and placed on a plate.

Suddenly.

There was a fresh and cool fragrance coming from the door.

Lu Zhe turned his head to look, and found that Shen Qiao came out from the gaming room at some point, and was picking up a pair of chopsticks, turning over the noodles in the pot. During the cooking process, it is easy to stick together, and the middle part may still be raw.

"Why did you come to cook all of a sudden?" Shen Qiao picked out a few noodles and turned to look at Lu Zhe.

He is lazy, and the games have been played one after another recently, so he only wears a thin short-sleeved summer team uniform, a winter coat, and dark black loose trousers underneath. Parts are elasticated.

Even so, this walking clothes rack also wears the team uniforms in a wide-open aura, just like advertising a trendy brand that costs thousands of dollars a piece. At first glance, the legs seem to have Two meters eight.

The indoor heating was fully turned on, and there was a light layer of sweat on the hair on the back of Shen Qiao's neck. Now that he was smoked by the steam from the kitchen soup pot, he stepped back a little, put down his chopsticks, and only looked at Lu Zhe's hand. Actions.

Lu Zhe smiled and didn't answer his question, but asked, "Is the noodles in the pot cooked? Turn off the fire when it's done."

When Shen Qiao was looking for a job in an Internet cafe, it was not that he had never lived a life alone, but he couldn't afford to pay attention to food at that time. The only requirement was that it should be cooked. After the game, the noodles have been soaked and soft, and the taste is extremely bad, but never worry about it being hard.

It's even more like cooking things by yourself. Put all the vegetables and ingredients in, simmer in a pot, and cook for half an hour to ensure that they are cooked.

Hearing Lu Zhe's question now, he took a serious look at the white noodles tumbling in the pot, and asked, "How long have you been cooking this?"

Lu Zhe took off the chicken leg in his hand, and recalled for a few seconds: "It should have been seven or eight minutes."

Shen Qiao was very sure at the moment: "It's not cooked, it must be not cooked, doesn't it take half an hour to cook this?"

Lu Zhe: "..."

Lu Zhe: "?"

Are they talking about the same pot of noodles?half an hour?What about pasta?

Lu Zhe hadn't taken off his gloves stained with oil and debris, put down the remaining half chicken skeleton in his hand, took two steps in the direction of the pot, glanced inside, looked at the chopsticks next to him, and said to Shen Qiaoyang raised his chin:

"Pick one and let me see."

Shen Qiao didn't know why, so she picked up a noodle from the tumbling pot, and broke the noodle with chopsticks according to Lu Zhe's command. Joe said helplessly, "Turn off the fire."

Shen Qiao looked at him suspiciously, then stirred the noodles in the pot with chopsticks: "Not cooked yet?"

Lu Zhe: "If you cook this noodle again, it will be ruined in the pot."

Shen Qiao remembered the plate of yellow stewed chicken that Lu Zhe made last time, and realized that the other party was better than her in cooking, so she obeyed the authority, turned off the fire, and went to see Lu Zhe's project of tearing the chicken.

Feeling a weight on his right shoulder, Lu Zhe knew without turning his head that it was Shen Qiao who looked around and leaned over. He smelled the strong pheromone smell of the other party, and stopped his movements for a while, but the arc of the corner of his lips did not fall. , asked softly:

"you……"

Shen Qiao let out a "hmm", and her breath landed on the side of his neck, one cold and one hot, interspersed with his somewhat lazy tone: "I'll just hug for a while."

His susceptibility period has arrived.

No matter how indifferent Alpha is usually, at this time, she will be a little clingy. Shen Qiao has already restrained herself, she just wants Lu Zhe to appear in her sight and come over to hug her when no one is around.

Lu Zhe liked the way Shen Qiao was relying on him, and the movements of his hands were a little slower, and he turned his head with a smile and asked, "Do you want to kiss my brother?"

Shen Qiao stared at his thin lips for a while, then looked away, her ears blushed for no reason: "Forget it..."

Before the words fell, Lu Zhe had already moved over.

The warm and soft paste pressed it, blocking Shen Qiao's voice that hadn't finished yet.

Shen Qiao instinctively glanced at the open kitchen door, and Lu Zhe's voice softly rang out from his lips: "I have oil in my hands, so I won't hug you. If you take the initiative, if you delay, you will be watched." Here we go, huh?"

Shen Qiao had always missed him, but now she was fooled by his soft words, she couldn't hold back immediately, hugged his waist tightly, and kissed him, the cedar-flavored pheromone spread silently, covering those Uncontrollably, the mint smell that wanted to escape out of the door was suppressed, and it covered quietly and heavily, like a snow that inadvertently fell all over the world.

It is also a kind of quiet appeasement.

……

"I said, what is it that smells so good? Did Captain Lu secretly make chicken again behind our backs?"

The old snail paced over, opened the kitchen door, and looked at the scene inside. He saw Lu Zhe wearing translucent gloves, picking up a piece of chicken with tender skin, and dipping it in the hot sauce. , and sent it to Shen Qiao's mouth next to him.

At the same time, a few bowls of noodles boiled in chicken soup had already been placed in the pot, and there were one or two Shanghai Greens on top, which looked pretty good.

Hearing what Old Wo said, Shen Qiao turned around. The chicken in her mouth hadn't been swallowed yet, and the corners of her red lips were slightly stained with oil. Looking at Old Wo for a second, she felt inexplicably guilty.

Lu Zhe, on the other hand, was calm and relaxed. Hearing the old snail's tiger-wolf words, he didn't even raise his eyebrows. He just asked, "Your speech will determine whether you have a chance to eat this lunch."

Old snail: "!"

Old Wo: "What I meant just now is that our team Lu has started to use his miraculous cooking skills again to improve everyone's food. Father Wolf, how does this chicken taste? Is it as smooth as silk!"

Qian Bao, Erhua and the others heard the commotion here, and asked loudly outside: "Who stole food behind our backs!"

"I've been hungry for a long time, let me try the poison for you, I am not afraid of hardship or tiredness! Let me do it!"

After a while, the kitchen was full of people who wanted to serve noodles, and those who wanted to put their chopsticks on the plate without washing them. Everyone seemed to have not eaten in 800 years. Shen Qiao was a few seconds late. The plate was already half empty.

His expression was blank for two seconds. Lu Zhe looked at him and wanted to laugh. He was about to fight for the right to eat meat for him, when he suddenly saw Shen Qiao pick up the plate and walk out.

Zheng Zhizhuo dropped his chopsticks, and his eyes instinctively followed the direction of the plate.

I saw that plate of chicken getting farther and farther away from him.

The old snail picked up a bowl of noodles, and was pouring the dipping ingredients in Lu Zhe's small bowl before, stirring the noodles until it was fragrant and oily, which made people's index fingers twitch. When they turned around and saw this scene, they yelled in time: "Hey , Father Wolf, eating alone is not a good idea!"

Shen Qiao didn't even look back: "Noodles, yours, meat, mine."

Erhua and the others: "???"

After eating half of Qian Bao's noodles, he found that there was no more meat, and his face showed a bit of regret.

The old snail asked desperately: "Why? I'll take two more bites."

Shen Qiao's voice came from outside: "If you don't accept it, go find a boyfriend."

Old Wo: "..." I was offended.

Lu Zhe's shoulders trembled, he pushed aside the crowd, and went towards Shen Qiao's direction. When they came out of the kitchen, they saw Lu Zhe lowered his head and took a bite of meat from Shen Qiao's chopsticks.

The teammates neatly turned their eyes away: "Hey..."

……

That night.

Shen Qiao was about to fall asleep when she suddenly received a voice call.

It was Lu Zhe who called.

He pulled the quilt halfway, did not lie down on the bed, and slid it on, and heard a sentence from inside: "Going to sleep?"

Shen Qiao's Adam's apple twitched.

Lu Zhe's voice is inherently gentle. Many fans sometimes watch Lu Zhe's live broadcast. Just by looking at that face and listening to this voice, they can feel that they are in love. Some people even joked:

Just like the Lu team, do you have someone to watch the operation when the live broadcast is on?Just this face and this voice are already mesmerizing!

Hearing Lu Zhe's voice in the middle of the night now, Shen Qiao only felt that the need for information was a little uncontrollable, and it took a long time before she replied hoarsely: "Yes."

Lu Zhe smiled lightly, and said to him, "Go to sleep, good night."

Shen Qiao laughed: "You called me in the middle of the night just to say good night?"

Lu Zhe sighed.

He said: "No, I want to accompany you during your susceptible period, but now during the game, I can't do anything, so... I can only accompany you like this."

Shen Qiao originally felt that his strength had been suppressed, but now that he heard Lu Zhe's words, he felt that he suddenly thought about this person in a panic.

He covered the quilt and lay down, put the phone next to the pillow, and after a while, he suddenly laughed.

Hearing his laughter, Lu Zhe couldn't help asking, "Still sleeping?"

Shen Qiao twitched the corners of her lips, knowing that she couldn't see anywhere, so she said lazily, and replied in a dragged tone: "Hurry up."

Lu Zhe became quiet again, as if he really only planned to fall asleep with him on the phone.

After a while.

For some reason, Shen Qiao suddenly said, "It's good to come to DG."

When he was in BLX back then, he thought that he would continue on the e-sports road like this, making his way on this thorny road, but then he heard the news that Lu Zhe was coming to play professionally. He waited and waited in BLX, but waited. The news that the other party joined DG arrived.

Later, DG became the first LPL team to win the championship.

Shen Qiao felt at that time that she would never have the chance to go with Lu Zhe again.

In the end, he went around and joined DG. Now, they are only a few steps away from the glorious S trophy.

In retrospect, everything was like a dream. Those ups and downs and twists and turns, as well as the state of mind in between, are hard to describe in words. I can only sigh, it’s good to come to DG.

Shen Qiao sighed, as if she was about to melt away the difficult waiting and loss in the past.

Lu Zhe understood everything.

The other end of the phone was quiet for a long time, and Lu Zhe suddenly said: "Before, Momo told me that when I was preparing to join BLX, you played very well."

Shen Qiao's breathing subtly stopped.

He continued uncomfortably: "Yeah, I turned out to be short-lived, and my grades were not very good..."

Lu Zhe retorted indifferently: "I didn't mean that."

He said: "I want to tell you that you are not waiting alone. In that year, I was really ready to sign a contract with BLX."

Shen Qiao's drowsiness dissipated, she opened her eyes unconsciously, and looked at the ceiling in the dark room. Long after Lu Zhe said this, in the blank silence, Shen Qiao said slowly:

"and then?"