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The referee announced that they were ready for the game, and the players of both sides took their positions urgently two meters away from the center line.

The two contestants on the kendo stretched their arms and palms upwards, pointing the tip of the sword at the referee, then bent their elbows and raised their swords vertically to show respect. There was applause and cheers from the audience.

Mo Chen stood sideways in a suit of equipment, pointed his sword at his opponent, and leaned against his back with his hand not holding the sword.

"Game start!"

Mo Chen, who had participated in many competitions, was not in a hurry to score. His opponent was a rookie, a little impatient, and a little aggressive in attacking, but he blocked them all.

Foil sword is a complete stabbing weapon, only the tip of the sword is effective, and the rapier horizontal strike is invalid, and the effective hit part is the upper body.

Mo Chen found the opponent's loophole and scored with one sword, cleanly.

Chu Sha was taken care of by Mo Chen's assistant He Shen. He ate carrots while watching the game, and clapped his hands happily when the referee announced that Mo Chen had scored.

Today's game was easy for Mo Chen, the opponent was obviously not his opponent, so he didn't try much, and ended the game with high-frequency scoring in the second game.

After the victory, Mo Chen shook hands with his opponent. He tried his best not to appear rude, and even nodded slightly.

As soon as he left the competition field, Mo Chen walked towards his assistant, no, it was his little white rabbit. He picked up Chu Sha with one hand, and the assistant accepted the interview for him with a warm smile.

"How much did you eat?" Mo Chen touched Chu Sha's bulging belly, and he felt a lot more relaxed. He obviously didn't want to interact with people, but he focused on fencing in his life, facing the audience, media and fans.

"Not much." The not much in Chu Sha's mouth was like eating a poor breeder.

"Mo Chen, are you really not going to accept interviews?" Assistant He Shen pushed open the door and stuck his head in. Although Mo Chen was also taciturn and foolish when accepting interviews, it was better than not showing up.

"Wait until I win the championship." Mo Chen's words were not rhetoric. His participation in the competition was equivalent to coming to win the championship trophy.

"Okay, then you have a good rest."

The door was closed, and the little white rabbit that was hidden in Mo Chen's clothes poked out his head, "Why should I hide?"

"How do I know." Mo Chen threw a piece of clothing at Chu Sha, and when Chu Sha was free again, he had already changed into his top.

"Why are you so out of touch?"

Chu Sha kicked his short legs, and was carried by Mo Chen into the rabbit cage. He jumped a few times, "Do you still carry me on your back after changing your pants? See how stingy you are. When are we going to eat? "

After changing into his normal clothes, Mo Chen put Chu Sha out and stuffed it into his pocket, "Go back to the hotel for dinner."

"No, no, I want to eat a big meal. I lost weight to cheer you up today. If you don't give me a big meal, you won't be able to sleep today. Eat a big meal and eat a big meal. I, I must eat a big meal." meal!"

"Your fat legs are almost missing the ground." Mo Chen froze the little rabbit's chubby belly. This guy has gained a few rounds visible to the naked eye. Didn't he count it in his heart?

When the reporters and fans who had been squatting outside saw Mo Chen coming out, they immediately surrounded him.

"Mo Chen, don't work too hard, eat well!"

"How is our rabbit recently? Has it lost weight?"

"Mo Chen, is there anything you want to tell everyone after this competition is over?"

"I heard that you have plans to retire, is this true?"

"So, is this your last game?"

"Everyone be quiet, please listen to me, Mo Chen..." The assistants and staff tried their best to stop the crowd, "Hurry up..."

As soon as He Shen turned his head, Mo Chen had long since disappeared. He was worried for nothing, this guy wouldn't care about other people's opinions.

It is impossible for a person to have too many distracting thoughts in his mind.

Mo Chen had no distractions in his mind, only one goal - to defeat his opponent, and the fame and benefits that drifted outside were like floating clouds.

He Shen only hoped that this ancestor would retire a few years later, at least until Huaguo produces another player who can participate in international competitions before retiring.

"Sir, are you alone?"

Mo Chen nodded, and was ushered to a seat by the waiter. He sat down with satisfaction. He has always found it troublesome for restaurants that require reservations. If there is a reservation required here, he would go back to the hotel and eat in the room.

Chu Sha poked his head out of his pocket, and was picked up by Mo Chen and placed on the dining table. He pressed Mo Chen's hand, ran all the way to Mo Chen's shoulder and whispered in his ear, "I want to order."

"Hi sir, this is the menu."

The waiter handed over the menu with both hands, and yelled in surprise when he saw Mo Chen, "Mo Chen, are you competing nearby?"

"Yeah." Mo Chen pressed the little rabbit on his shoulder, set up the menu on the table to block the waiter's view, and put the little rabbit on the table.

The fluffy white paws pressed on the name of a dish, and Mo Chen ticked the name of the dish with a pen.

Chu Sha's claws were like the shadowless claws of Foshan, and they were as fast as afterimages. Thanks to Mo Chen's good eyesight due to fencing, he could keep up with Chu Sha's speed.

Mo Chen covered the little rabbit with his hand, and handed the menu to the waiter.

"Thank you sir, the food will be ready soon."

Chu Sha kicked Mo Chen with her hind legs, "Can't I transform into a human and eat with you?"

"I have played recently and need to be in a good mood."

"Does this mean that seeing my human form makes you feel bad?" Chu Sha was so angry that he hugged the carrot pillow and got angry alone. Thinking that Mo Chen had someone make this pillow for him, he kicked it away angrily.

Mo Chen picked up a palm-sized carrot pillow and stuffed it into his pocket. He poked the little white rabbit's swollen belly with his fingers. His smile dispelled the indifference between his brows and eyes. He pulled the rabbit's legs and pulled Chu Sha over. He flicked the rabbit's tail, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and he flicked it again. It felt really good. He has never had a pet before. This kind of fur is so comfortable to rub, like a cloud?Or like cotton candy?

When the waiter brought the food, Mo Chen had already put on a good mood by flicking the rabbit's tail, and even cut half of the steak for Chu Shan.

Small body, big appetite.

Chu Sha finished half a piece of steak with lightning speed, and looked at Mo Chen eagerly.

"I raise pigs, right?" Mo Chen cut another piece and gave it to Chu Sha.

"It is forbidden to attack with the rabbit's body." Chu Sha waited leisurely for the next dish with his little feet up, "In summer, Duanyang Mayday, fiery red pomegranate, white jade hairpin, I love it for a while~ Yellow~ Evening rain, lotus out of water, Tingting Standing in front of the evening wind, um..."

Mo Chen looked around, "Quiet, do you want to be arrested?"

"Hmph, there's one in the southern village, um..." Chu Sha kicked his short legs crazily. He was a famous actor back then, and Mo Chen didn't have the level of appreciation at all.

After tossing and tossing for a long time before finishing the meal, Mo Chen covered himself tightly again and took the rabbit out of the restaurant. He would never bring this troublesome man out for a big meal again, even if the dead rabbit turned the house upside down .

Chu Sha, who was placed on the table by Mo Chen, cheered and ran a few steps, then slid for a certain distance, and finally landed on the sofa.

Even fat people can slide, Mo Chen sighed, when will this guy lose weight?

"The island in the south has no stars~ The island in the north has no moon~"

Mo Chen, who was taking a bath, heard the magic sound from outside filling his ears, covered his ears, heaved a sigh of relief, pulled a bath towel around his waist, and walked out of the bathroom, looking at the little rabbit on the sofa eating potato chips leisurely, "Little Sha, be yourself."

"Really?" Chu Sha jumped up from the sofa and turned into a human form, walking with a bird in his white fur coat. This coat is actually made of his fur, but it is indeed a bit hot to wear on a hot day.

"Now, don't bother me anymore, I'm going to sleep."

"Huh? But it's only eight o'clock." Chu Sha rested his chin and looked at Mo Chen. When he looked up at the person, his muscular figure was undoubtedly revealed in the fur coat that was opened wide.

"I have the final say." Mo Chen glanced at Chu Sha and then withdrew his gaze. It was difficult for the rabbit's original shape to become a ball when it turned into a human shape, but it was still a washboard figure.

"Master, aren't you exercising?" Chu Sha took off his only piece of clothing and threw it on the sofa, and jumped up immediately.

"You're looking for a beating!" Mo Chen looked down at the towel that had been pulled away, and was about to snatch it back.

Bang!

Chu Sha covered her head and looked at Mo Chen with tears in her eyes, "Master, your domestic violence, I am really miserable..."

"You deserve it." Mo Chen picked up the white fur coat on the sofa and threw it on Chu Sha, "You just sleep on the sofa honestly, if I see you appear on my bed again in the middle of the night, tomorrow I will eat braised pork." Rabbit meat."