Mecha little prince

The map of the Seventh Floor Demon God Tower did catch Yunhai Jingsheng by surprise, and he lost two games in a row. Under the hasty challenge, his mentality inevitably collapsed, allowing the commissary to pursue the victory and successfully win the third game.

It is rare to win all three games, so it is natural to celebrate. Lin Chen very generously chose a local restaurant with an excellent reputation.But the little prince agreed to go out to eat hot pot with Chen Jinghui, so he could only swallow his saliva and bid farewell to the large army, and went to open a small stove with Chen Jinghui alone.

Lin Chen watched the two of them get into the car with a gloomy expression, not at all joyful of victory.

Zhao Kai saw it, and whispered, "Your expression looks like a father-in-law who just watched his cabbage being taken away by someone else's pig."

Lin Chen: "..."

That night, Lin Chen ordered food.

Sweet and sour pork ribs, pot-wrapped pork, steamed pork with flour, boiled pork slices, white meat with garlic paste, sweet and sour pork with pineapple, braised pork with preserved vegetables...

Although everyone really likes to eat meat, but...you can't just start with one kind of meat.If one day, the pigs become extinct, they are all innocent and don't know, but Lin Chen is definitely not innocent!

Sitting next to Zhao Kai, Du Rui asked him quietly, "Why are they all pork?"

Zhao Kai sighed meaningfully: "Who made it steal the vegetables?"

Du Rui: "?"

Juicy and tender cabbage—the little prince took Chen Jinghui to the hot pot that he often eats.

They came late, the hot pot restaurant was "overcrowded", and finally got a seat in the corner, so sit down quickly.

Chen Jinghui went to the bathroom, and the little prince ordered food.

Seeing that Chen Jinghui was in a bad mood, the little prince took two bottles of beer from the refrigerator, and was going to help him "get drunk and relieve his worries".

When Chen Jinghui came back, his face turned green again when he saw the beer. Originally, he wanted to talk about his recent mental journey, but now he is too busy talking about the little prince's mental journey. of? Did you drink at school?"

The little prince said aggrievedly that it was prepared for him.

Chen Jinghui drank the whole two bottles.

The little prince poked his mouth greedily, and immediately felt that this behavior was too vulgar, and that he lost the demeanor of King Fu of Dayue. However, seeing Chen Jinghui ordered two more bottles of wine, he felt that his gaffe was justifiable.

He is 17 years old.

It's time to start a family.

Why are you not even allowed to drink alcohol!

What a cruel world this is!

The little prince angrily ate two bowls of ice powder.

After drinking four bottles of beer, Chen Jinghui finally opened up and started to talk about his recent situation. Only then did the little prince realize that under his youthful appearance, he actually has a heart that has experienced many vicissitudes!

The little prince comforted him: "It's okay, you are still young, you can continue to practice. Look at me, I have never seen ABCD before, but now I can use 'therebe' in sentences."

"Oh, then you make one."

The little prince: "..."

Everyone eats hot pot, why does his companion make sentences in English when he is drinking and eating meat in a big bowl?

But because Chen Jinghui was in a bad mood, the little prince made a simple sentence.

Chen Jinghui shook his head and said, "It's not well made."

The little prince thought about it for a while, and felt that there was nothing wrong with it: "What's wrong?"

Chen Jinghui sighed: "I can understand it!"

The little prince: "..." After all, he is also someone who has taught me to study on the bus. Is it normal to understand?

Chen Jinghui said: "No one can understand good English."

Knowing that the other party was drunk and in an unreasonable state, the little prince still defended: "The purpose of language is to communicate, it is to make people understand."

Chen Jinghui shook his head: "But this is the language of foreigners."

The little prince gave up talking to him and ate alone, Chen Jinghui didn't mind, and started to talk about his own affairs in a babble, he talked incoherently, the little prince listened hard for a while, but he didn't understand, so he gave up.Perhaps, this is Chen Jinghui's view of language - the existence of language is to confuse others!

He looked down at his phone while eating, and found that Hou Xuan and the others had posted photos of their meal in Moments.

The plates of meat of various colors are so attractive.

The little prince was eating beef, and his heart had already flown to the pigsty.

He left a message below: It looks delicious.

After eating a table of meat, Du Rui, who was getting bored, followed the message to complain: Fortunately, when I was just born, my parents were not chased and killed, and they didn't leave me in the deep mountains and old forests, and let me be raised by wolves since I was young.Otherwise, I guess I would die of boredom from eating meat every day before I became a wolf boy.

The little prince didn't follow his brain circuit: Your parents were hunted down?

Du Rui: The point is that eating meat every day is boring.

The little prince was puzzled, is it more important to have a lot of fish and meat every day than the parents being chased and killed?

Full of meat and meat, Lin Chen opened the letter and asked where the little prince was now, and if he wanted to pick him up.

Seeing Chen Jinghui's state, the little prince couldn't wish for it.

Therefore, Lin Chen has the specific location where Xiaobaicai and Zhu sneaked through the two-person world.He made a decisive decision—in Zhao Kai's words, he turned his face and ruthlessly left the big team, and embarked on the journey of catching traitors... no, catching pigs.

When Lin Chen arrived, Chen Jinghui had finished what he had to say, and was sleeping on the table.

After the little prince had eaten his fill, he listened carefully for a long time, and finally understood one or two sentences, that is, Chen Jinghui made a vow that he would never go to the second team, and if he went to the second team, he would stop playing.

He wasn't in the team these days, so he didn't know about the commissary's plan to divide into one team and two teams. When Lin Chen came, he asked curiously.

Lin Chen picked up the drunk man in disgust: "He said it?"

The little prince was a little worried: "I am like this, am I going to the second team?"

Of course, he went to the second team without any complaints.

Comparing the daily training schedule of his teammates, he knows how tolerant Lin Chen is to him.Not to mention the usual school days, but on rare weekends, he was asked to do his homework, review, and then go downstairs for training.

"If there is a quota limit for the second team, I can take one."

The idea of ​​the little prince is that as long as the second team's quota hole is filled, the rest will be able to stay in the first team.Just like a death squad is needed on the battlefield, as long as there are enough death squads, everyone else will be safe.

Lin Chen wanted to laugh a little, but after laughing, his heart ached.

The little black fan is only 17 years old this year, and his peers are still bullies at home. How can he think too much about others, but he has learned self-sacrifice.

Lin Chen said: "The first team and the second team are based on results, not the number of people."

The little prince nodded in understanding.

That's the same as an exam, it just depends on whether the score can pass.

He also had some small thoughts of his own, and took advantage of the situation to inquire: "Do you think Chen Jinghui can enter the first team?"

He breathed a little relief just now, but suddenly he was blocked again, even more depressed than when he heard that the little black fan was going to have dinner alone with Chen Jinghui.Lin Chen looked at Chen Jinghui, who was limp and unsteady like rubber, and said in a deep voice, "How do you think he behaved today?"

The little prince couldn't say yes against his conscience, so he replied skillfully: "We won the victory together."

Lin Chen sneered fiercely in his heart, becoming more and more unhappy.

As the team owner, coach and captain, he actually doesn't have much opinion on Chen Jinghui's performance today.It's normal for an e-sports player to have ups and downs, but as the idol of a black fan - black fans are also fans, he feels that he has an obligation to correct the attitude of the small black fan who wants to get along with each other.

Lin Chen pointedly pointed out: "Originally, you could have won more smoothly."

The little prince could not refute.

Lin Chen didn't want to talk either, he hailed a car, took Chen Jinghui and sat in the back seat, and let the little black fan sit in the front.

When getting off the car, the little prince paid the money consciously.

Lin Chen had already taken out his mobile phone, but he held back when he saw this.He knew how much the little black fan cared about money, and he had to let him bleed a little, so he knew that it was not advisable to sneak and eat alone with others, as the wallet would bleed profusely!

The little prince suddenly remembered that Jackie Chan transferred a sum of money to him a while ago.

At the beginning when Yu Chenglong injured someone in the bar, it was Lin Chen who settled it, and Lin Chen paid the compensation in advance. These days, the little prince has been helping to pay back the money, and Yu Chenglong returned the money to the little prince.

The little prince didn't like to be in debt, even if it was for others, so he told Lin Chen that he would make some money later.

Lin Chen said, "Which sum?"

"It was Jackie Chan last time..." the little prince said honestly.

Lin Chen interrupted pretending to be impatient after listening halfway through: "Come to my room with your homework in a while and talk while you do it."

The little prince wanted to say that it was agreed that Zhao Kai would give the lecture tonight, but Lin Chen had already gone away with Chen Jinghui, so he had no choice but to send a text message to Zhao Kai, explaining the current situation.

Zhao Kai was full of sympathy for him.

This time, this opportunity... Will Lin Chen only talk about homework?

impossible.

Zhao Kai hinted at him: "What time do you go to bed at night, do you want me to call you to remind you?"

He can only help here.

It's a pity that the little prince didn't understand his intentions.

The little prince thought, wouldn't he go to sleep when he was tired?Why bother to make a special call, so I politely declined.

Until later, the night gradually deepened——

While doing his homework, the little prince secretly watched Lin Chen's expression.

Lin Chen drank orange juice slowly: "Where can't you do it?"

The little prince glanced at the cell phone that was motionless and "playing dead" conscientiously: "I can do everything, I can go back to the dormitory and do it myself."

Lin Chen vetoed it flatly: "There are other people in your dormitory, don't affect them."

But... sitting here, you are affecting me a bit.

The little prince glanced at Lin Chen, feeling very helpless - come to think of it, when he was drunk, it was not without reason that he mistook Lin Chen for his father. When they were supervising homework, their expressions were exactly the same.

Ugh.

Bow your head and continue with your homework.

Lin Chen continued to stare at the little black fan doing his homework seriously.

Hmph, if you don't keep an eye on it, I don't know who will come out to abduct him.