Mecha little prince

In the post-match interview session, Lin Chen was still handed over to the manager and Zhao Kai, but the reporters were not satisfied. A "war of the century" like today, with high attention and many selling points, needed a heavyweight interview.

The reporters were furious, and the manager couldn't appease him, so he had to move Lin Chen out.

As Lin Chen's little tail, the little prince followed closely, allowing the reporters to enjoy the benefit of buying one and getting one free.

"Let's start the interview," said the manager.

Since the two teams conducted interviews separately, the reporters were very open-minded in their speeches, and asked directly, "Did Lin Shen feel that today's match has completed the revenge against Tomahawk?"

Lin Chen said indifferently: "Today is the first match between Commissary and Tomahawk. It's just an ordinary regular season."

The reporter asked: "What do you think of Tomahawk's victory over the North League in the qualifying round?"

Lin Chen said: "We watch every game seriously, whether it is our own game or someone else's game."

"Last season, the commissary replaced the Northern League's international qualifying quota, but lost in the first match. Did you discuss this issue with the Northern League afterwards?"

"Winning or losing is a common matter in military affairs. Professional teams will not call and cry just because of a game."

"Today, the commissary won all three games against Tomahawk. Do you have any advice for the opposing team?"

"Faithful words are harsh, why bother to hate them."

Lin Chen raised his hand and looked at his watch, and the manager next to him immediately announced the end of the interview with interest.

The reporters were still full of ideas and clamored to ask questions. One of them put the microphone to the little prince's mouth: "Sang Wuxia, can you tell me why you use the Swordsman Armor today? It's a secret practiced specifically to deal with the Tomahawk." A weapon?"

The little prince blinked: "To deal with the tomahawk, why do you need to practice secret weapons?"

In the evening, the canteen held a dinner celebration at Ruyijiage. While waiting for the dishes, everyone habitually lowered their heads and swiped their phones. Du Rui suddenly said, "What the hell media is saying that Sangsang looks down on Tomahawk! This is not a provocation." Son?!"

The teammate next to him immediately poked his head over.

The headline of the news was "The results of the secret training of King Fuku of Dai Yue, the battle ax is no more than a whetstone", but the main content was sincere. It copied the words of the little prince, and only described his expression at that time as "disdainful smile".

Du Rui slapped the table: "Nimma, isn't this a matter of trouble? I've known Sangsang for so long, and I've seen him smile and look back, but there's nothing to disdain!"

Lin Chen suddenly asked, "When did you ever see him look back and smile?"

Just when the little prince looked over, Du Rui immediately pointed to his face: "Isn't it now?"

The little prince opened his mouth slightly, and looked at him blankly, then at Lin Chen.

Where is he smiling now?

Lin Chen took a candied date, stuffed it into the little prince's mouth, and said in a low voice, "Don't pay attention to him."

Waste Momo stared at Lin Chen in shock as he took another candied date into his mouth with the chopsticks that he had fed the little prince. He couldn't help but bumped the people around him with his elbow: "Did you see it just now?"

Qiu Yiming, who was forced to eat food, had already regarded himself as an emotionless eating machine: "I didn't see it."

"Lin Chen feeds Sang Wuxia."

"Ah."

"Use your own chopsticks."

"Ah."

"After feeding, I took another bite by myself."

"Ah."

"...Why aren't you shocked?"

Qiu Yiming said indifferently: "I've seen all the more shocking ones, this kind of small scene." He has seen the classic scene where Sang Wuxia saw Lin Chen for the first time and overturned the chair with him. Feeding is nothing.

...But what strange route did these two take?Big men eat and feed each other!

He couldn't help but look at the two of them.

It's true that I don't want to feed, but Lin Chen tore a napkin... You don't want to help wipe your mouth, do you?

Qiu Yiming and Fei Momo stared at each other.

When Lin Chen handed the paper to the little prince, he felt that four eyes were staring at him, and when he turned his head, he saw Qiu Yiming and Bao Momo staring at each other, holding up their chopsticks for an unknown amount of time.

Lin Chen raised his eyebrows: "What are you looking at?"

Qiu Yiming spoke his mind very naturally and smoothly: "I want to see you wipe his mouth."

Lin Chen took the tissue very naturally and smoothly, and helped the little prince wipe it off: "Is that so?"

"That's right!" Qiu Yiming nodded his head and was bumped by the waste ink, and then suddenly realized that something was wrong, looked around and said, "Oh, why is the food served so slowly in this store?"

Lin Chen said, "Probably preparing for a performance."

Bao Momo was surprised: "This restaurant still has performances?"

Lin Chen smiled: "Or should I continue to perform?"

"..."

During the second half of the meal, the two ate as quietly as chickens.

There was a flight back to Kuihai City in the evening, but Lin Chen thought it was too late and too tired, so he planned to stay another night. Qiu Yiming and the Star King team went back that night because they were watching the game and did not consume much energy.

I thought that Fei Momo would go back too, but not long after we parted, Fei Momo called and asked Lin Chen to ask if there were any vacant rooms in the hotel and book him for one night.

Lin Chen was puzzled: "Where are your teammates?"

"They checked out and took the train back while we were eating." Poo Momo said angrily, "I'm left alone in a deserted room, reminiscing about the old plastic friendship!"

"Since there is a room, why do you want to move?" Lin Chen was very able to grasp the key points.

Waste Momo gasped, and asked in an unbelievable tone: "Didn't you hear? I'm the only one in the room, and I don't know the neighbors. I live alone in such a big hotel." , isn't it scary?"

"I feel terrible when there are many people I don't know living in the room together."

"..."

No matter what, Bao Momo returned the original room, dragged his small luggage, and ran all the way to the hotel where the commissary stayed.

One second, he complained aggrievedly to the other people in the commissary, and the next second, Bao Momo took two decks of cards from his pocket and shouted to form a game.

"Tractor or Landlord!" He sat down on Lin Chen's bed and threw the cards on the bed.

Lin Chen felt a dull pain on his forehead.

Nanny fees are expensive these days... There's a reason why they are so expensive, who makes children so unreasonable!

However, there are also many "same age" and "playing things" in the canteen. Their eyes lit up when they saw the cards, and they forgot who the current owner of the bed is. Several big butts sat on it together, occupying the big bed to the brim.

Lin Chen, who was occupied by doves, could only seek refuge with the little prince next door.

The little prince is studying "Adopted Son" hard.

Ever since Lin Chen in the article said he wanted to find the answer from Sang Wuxia in the article, he...disappeared.The following paragraphs keep writing that Sang Wuxia met bad guys at school, met bad guys on the road, and met bad guys in the rental house...

Seeing them bullying him one by one... Oh, no, they were bullying Sang Wuxia in the text, the little prince was about to explode, but because he wanted to know the answer to Lin Chen's question, he gritted his teeth and read on.

Seeing that "Lin Chen was going to look for him a few days ago, but he was caught by his business opponent, who set a trap for him with a project worth billions. Fortunately, Lin Chen was quick-witted and quickly saw the opponent's intentions." Intention, he took advantage of a wave, and he retreated without saying anything, and let the other party do a big somersault, and it is impossible to trouble him again in a short time." At that time, the little prince was at a loss, and secretly said: This opponent doesn't know What kind of powerful trap was set, and how did Lin Chen use it back... It looks very powerful, but when you think about it carefully, it seems that you didn't say anything.

But it's good that "Lin Chen" is on the stage.

The little prince watched it intently.

"At this time, Sang Wuxia was blocked by the landlord on the stairs. The landlord asked him how he was thinking. If he would agree to accompany him for one night, this month's rent could be paid later. After all, young people can't afford to study abroad. It's easy... Before Sang Wuxia could answer, a strong force came from behind the landlord, knocking him against the wall."

The little prince gripped the pillow excitedly.

He had wanted to fight this perverted landlord for a long time, and finally someone in Wenli stood up to realize his idea.

"Lin Chen looked at the landlord who was pinned to the wall by the bodyguard, walked up the steps slowly, and asked coldly, "Didn't you ask who he was before you asked?" The landlord was so frightened that snot and tears came out together:' I don't know, I don't know, who is he?" Lin Chen took Sang Wuxia's arm and put him half in his arms: "He is me, Lin Chen's priceless treasure." Then he lifted Sang Wuxia Wuxia's small hand, as white and tender as jade, moved to her lips and kissed it lightly. Sang Wuxia froze all of a sudden."

Not only did Sang Wuxia froze in the text, but also froze outside the text.

The little prince's gaze was fixed on the "kiss", and the hand holding the phone felt a strange numbness, as if a feather was gently sweeping back and forth on the back of the hand.

"Ding dong."

Someone rings the doorbell.

The little prince hurriedly put the phone in his pocket, got up and opened the door—the culprit who caused people to blush and heartbeat in the article was standing at the door unconsciously.The little prince felt that the back of his hand was itching more, the blood in his body rushed up involuntarily, and his cheeks were suddenly hot.

Lin Chen looked at the red-faced little prince, and frowned slightly: "Didn't you say you want to take a bath and sleep? Are you feeling unwell?"

The little prince was afraid to look at the other party: "No, I... I'll read for a while."

Lin Chen walked in, but the little prince suddenly backed away: "Why are you here?"

The little black fan is very abnormal today.

Lin Chen took a deep look at him: "They're playing cards in my room, I'll come over and have a sit...is that okay?"

The little prince actually didn't want to face him at the moment, but he couldn't explain the reason, so he had to make way.

Lin Chen entered the room and looked around without any trace.The schoolbag was completely placed on the sofa, and there was no sign of opening it, and there were no books on the table, so the reading that the little black fan said... what book?

"Drink water?" The little prince gave him mineral water.

Lin Chen took the water and sat down on the sofa: "You continue to be yours, and I will arrange myself, don't worry about me."

The protagonist in the article is right in front of him, how could he continue.The little prince had no choice but to suppress the desire to continue reading, opened his schoolbag, took out the test paper, and started to do the questions.

Lin Chen, who was sitting behind him, scanned the room with heavy eyes, but saw nothing suspicious, and finally set his eyes on... the little prince's pocket.

The furnishings in the room are limited, and the only thing that can break through the limitation of the room is the Internet.