God Yan anchor has been sealed again

The next day, Xuewei sleeps until she wakes up naturally.Their game against SSQ was played in the afternoon, and there was still time for make-up and rest in the morning.

Compared with his calmness, the others started to feel anxious and regretful in the middle of the night, and the stone got up in the middle of the night and went to another room to discuss tactics, and reported to Xuewei together during breakfast during the day.

Xuewei sat at the buffet table on the first floor, sucking the beef noodles in front of her.The beef noodle soup is bright red and has a hot aroma.

Wanshi, Zhao Xiaoyi, and Dangdang sat in a row in front of him, each with dark circles on their eyes, and a small notebook in front of them, as if they were reporting to the coach.

"Brother Xue, we are sincerely reviewing. We went with the national team yesterday. It really shouldn't be. We got up in the middle of the night and thought about it. We formulated several plans for SSQ. Please review them."

Dangdang said.

They don't dare to shout anymore.

The other two were also sitting upright, their eyes burning.

Xuewei: "Well." He picked up a piece of boiled cabbage heart, glanced at them, noncommittal.

Zhao Xiaoyi immediately understood and began to make a report: "We have never played against SSQ. We only met once in the playoffs before, but we didn't meet head-on. We are not very familiar with their style of play, but we watched For a moment, they have two lineups in total, one is a single-core sniper defensive lineup with Ming Xu as the main force, and the other is a high offensive lineup with assaulters as the main force and Ming Xu's rear vision."

Stubborn Stone said: "This is the All-Star game. They are promoting Ming Xu, and they will not give up the lineup with him as C, so they will mainly play defense. Brother Nao, do you think I am right?"

Xue nodded slightly, picked up another piece of boiled cabbage, spread it on the beef noodles, dipped it in the soup, and ate it without looking up.

"At that time, we will see the situation of the lottery. If they get the T side and play defense, they will only have to fight hard. We discussed it. At that time, you will play sniper, and the three of us will turn to assault. "Stubborn Stone said, "If they are CT, we have you, we can take advantage, and then we will guarantee one, what do you think?"

Xuewei picked up the bowl to drink the soup, while the other three stared at him in unison.

The young man's skin was snow-white, his lips were stained by the heat, and the white mist rose up, staining his black eyebrows and eyelashes.After finishing the soup, he picked up the last golden bean at the bottom of the bowl with his chopsticks, and finally returned his gaze.

Xuewei nodded seriously: "You are right."

He stood up with the plate and walked to the other side.

The few remaining people continued to look at each other.

"Brother Nao, did you... agree?" Stubborn Stone asked in bewilderment, "Our tactics have passed? Or does he think that the tactics we discussed are not important, and he doesn't need to concentrate on listening?"

"Don't talk nonsense. He thinks we are not important. Did he need to talk to us about tactics in North America?" Zhao Xiaoyi patted him on the top of the head, "It's alright, alright, let's go back after eating and feel good."

It was past nine o'clock, and the hotel was preparing lunch. The self-service area in the morning was empty, with only two or three people.

Xuewei put the stack of bowls that she just finished eating into the recycling area, then she didn't intend to put it down, and wandered to the beef noodle area just now.

The noodle soup in this hotel is all freshly made, and the chef is watching over it. The cooked ones are stored in an alloy thermos barrel, and then put into small bowls, and placed on the countertop for easy handling, but a bowl is only a few mouthfuls, and he didn’t eat it. full.

When Xuewei walked in, the chef had just taken off his hat and was about to leave. He went over to take a look, and there was nothing left on the table, only some shortbread and pastries.

The chef noticed him: "Little friend, there are no more noodles. The last few bowls have just been taken away. I want to eat breakfast tomorrow."

He pointed to Xuewei again: "There are also French fries and chicken wings over there."

Xuewei said, "Oh."

He put down his plate expressionlessly and stared at the remaining sweets, as if thinking.

After watching for a while, he looked back at the empty beef noodle stall, not very happy.

He decided not to eat.

Xuewei took the dinner plate and put it in the recycling area, just after putting it away, when she turned her head, she suddenly saw a man sitting on the table in the corner behind her.

The man was dressed in black and was playing with his mobile phone with his head down. There were several dinner plates in front of him.

Xuewei glanced at him, put her hands in her pockets, and when she was about to pass by, Wenman said, "Morning."

Xuewei said, "Morning."

The national team has breakfast at 07:30, so Wen Man is considered late.

"Come and eat." Wen Man didn't look up, "I grabbed it for you, and the last three bowls of beef noodles are yours."

Xuewei saw that there were indeed three small bowls of beef noodles on the three dinner plates in front of him.

After breaking the ice yesterday, he felt that he and Wen Man were friends now, so he sat down and dragged the three dinner plates towards him.

When it was the last one, Wen Man stretched out his hand and held it back rudely: "You eat four bowls each? Save some for me."

His palms are large and well-articulated.

Xuewei: "Oh."

He let go.

So here he has two dinner plates, and on the opposite side Wenman has one dinner plate.

Wen Man stuffed his phone into his pocket and started eating with chopsticks.

Xuewei felt a little embarrassed, he ate with his head down, without raising his eyes.

The appearance of eating also became gentle, like a cat licking it, eating there slowly, the cold brown hair hangs down, soft and obedient.Just such a small bowl of noodles, two or three mouthfuls, he ate for a long time, until Wen Man piled up the contents of the other two plates on the plate in front of him.

Slowly, put down three snacks for him.

Mung bean cakes, egg yolk cakes, and a small egg tart are all his favorites.

Xuewei ate silently, Wen Man smiled: "You don't even say thank you?"

Xuewei still focused on her bowl: "Then, thank you."

Wen Man didn't care about it, he relaxed and leaned back after eating, crossed his legs and started playing with his mobile phone.

His attitude was relaxed, Xuewei also relaxed slowly, and he began to eat the second bowl of beef noodles.

The last two bowls of beef noodles were eaten up, Xuewei was full, and there were still a few pieces of pastries left, so he wrapped them in plastic bags with eggs and stuffed them into his pockets.

He looked at Wen Man, who was motionless, still playing with his mobile phone.

Xuewei said, "I'm done eating."

Xuewei took out her mobile phone: "Meal coupon... I will transfer the money to you, so I will treat you to a meal."

His voice sounded honest.

"No need to turn around, it's your meal." Wen Man leaned over and took a piece of steamed bun from his dinner plate to eat, "I'm going to put on makeup, and I'll play the game later."

"Oh." Xuewei took out the small book, drew a straight stroke on the last page, and then took it back.

Wen Man raised his eyes and glanced at him, his dark peachy eyes sized him up: "Where is the count?"

Xuewei also glanced at him.

Wen Man stood up, put his hand on his shoulder, hugged him gently towards him, and then put him down: "Let's go."

The dressing room is equipped with a humidifier this time, and it is still scented, which is warm and comfortable.

Xuewei took off her mask, obediently asked the makeup artist to apply her makeup.

Wen Man was still the same as yesterday, sitting on the sofa beside him and reading magazines.

SSQ puts on makeup on the other side.They came early, the chief makeup artist had already gone there, and there were only a few novices left on their side.

A group of old men didn't care what it turned into. They discussed how to play while drawing.

"SSQ had another one in the Spring Split before... Hey wait, how did you guys put on makeup? How did Brother Xue turn into this?"

When Zhao Xiaoyi raised his eyes, he suddenly saw that Xuewei had been drawn into panda eyes, the eyeliner was very thick, and the shadows evened out his lying silkworms. He had a beautiful and delicate face, and the makeup lost points .

Before Xuewei could respond, Wanshi and Dangdang also yelled: "Do it again, we are the face of EGT! Brother makeup, you are not sent by the other side!"

The makeup artist smiled awkwardly. For some reason, there was a bit of guilt in the smile: "Then tell me, how should I change it? I can change it here."

There are only ten minutes left before playing, and it must be too late to re-form.

Behind him, Wen Man suddenly said: "Remove makeup, I'll make it up for him. Go do your work."

The makeup artist originally had something to say, but when he turned his head and saw Wen Man, he didn't dare to say anything. He handed him the cosmetics in his hand, but Wen Man stretched out his hand to block it: "No need."

He took out the makeup remover wipes and walked over. Xuewei was sitting on the chair, and before she could react, he stretched out her hand and wiped it carelessly.

Xuewei blocked it and yelled: "I'll do it myself, it hurts from you rubbing."

Only then did Wen Man stop, with a smile in his eyes: "Here."

He handed over the wipes.

Only then did Xuewei turn around, and hurriedly wiped the mirror.

"Then I will make up for you, but you have to get started." Wen Man said behind him.

Xuewei said, "Don't put on makeup."

He obviously finds it bothersome and annoying, and doesn't understand the usefulness of photogenic makeup.He still thinks that makeup is something for girls.

A face is clean, delicate and beautiful, but it is the most natural and beautiful.

Wen Man sat down beside him, and handed him another thing: "This, lip balm."

The lip balm barely gets Xuewei's approval.He took it and unscrewed it, and a fresh and pleasant orange smell spread out.

He painted it indiscriminately, and his lips were reddish and moist.

There is no expression, but it seems a little uncomfortable: "It's okay."

Wen Man tilted his head, stretched out his hand and turned Xuewei's chair, with a cold and calm expression: "It's almost there, I'll come, close your eyes."

His expression was so serious that he couldn't find anything unusual, Xuewei had no choice but to close her eyes obediently.

He heard the sound of Wen Man standing up, shadows covered his face, the breath of lime pressed against his cheeks, and warm breath brushed past.

Wen Man said in a low voice: "I'll touch you, make trouble."

Xuewei closed her eyes nervously, and she didn't know what to answer, maybe it was an "um".

Wen Man stretched out his hand and gently pinched his chin with his fingertips.