I love beans and I have become popular with extreme sports

The Olympic Village is very close to the mountains, and there are so many green plants planted inside, which naturally attracts many birds to build their nests.

The vaguely visible outline of the mountains seems bright and sometimes dark in the distance, and the scorching sun hangs in the air, emitting needle-like rays of light. The shadows of the trees move, accompanied by the crisp and cheerful birdsong.

But what is different from the outside world is the dignified atmosphere in the fitness area that makes everyone uncomfortable.

As Alexander's gaze swept over, before Bach could react, he unconsciously let go of the hand that was holding Shen Wuyun.

When he reacted, he stretched out his hand again because it was not good enough, curled his fingers tentatively for a few times, and let it go.

It's just that in the eyes of others, Bach was shocked by Alexander's power and listened to Alexander's words very honestly.

Seeing Bach's subconscious actions, Alexander's expression softened a little. He was no longer so impersonal and indifferent, but appeared to be somewhat humane.

"Come here." Alexander called again, his tone still as flat as before.

"Brother," Bach paused, as if he was still not used to being called that, and continued after a while: "...I have an appointment with Shen to have afternoon tea later."

The fitness area was quiet. Bach put his whole body and mind on the tall man in front of him, and he couldn't even hear his own breathing.

In fact, Bach was very nervous. This kind of tension is not fear and fear, but a kind of anxiety and uncertainty.

He didn't know how Alexander would react, was he angry?Or ridicule and disdain?

But he guessed wrong. Alexander calmly listened to Bach's reply, only pondered for a while, and finally said lightly, "Grow up."

Bach froze for a moment, not sure what Alexander meant.

Seeing Bach standing there in a daze, Alexander seemed to chuckle lightly, but didn't seem to say anything.

"It's the one next to you." Alexander said.

Bach: "???"

Before Bach understood, Shen Wuyun quickly reacted and took a step forward to say hello politely, "Hello, Alexander."

"Hello, Shen Wuyun. Please take care of him." Alexander also responded politely.

Shen Wuyun was not surprised that Alexander knew him, he was surprised that Alexander could say his name completely without dryness, but Shen Wuyun still agreed calmly on the surface: "Okay."

A second after Shen Wuyun agreed, a smile finally appeared on the corner of Alexander's mouth, and he said to Bach, "Then you go."

In fact, Alexander had seen the figures of Bach and Shen Wuyun a long time ago, and naturally saw his actions when he was about to come, but Alexander didn't care much about them.

When Bach followed Shen Wuyun out, he was still in a daze. He was just shocked that Alexander was so easy to talk and let him go. He was not stupid. After walking a few steps away, he quickly came to his senses.

"Alexander, what did he mean by telling you? 'Take care of'? Take care of who, take care of me?"

Shen Wuyun glanced at him, and replied bluntly: "You don't know very well."

Bach paused, and pulled his hair a little irritably, "Tsk, annoying."

Shen Wuyun glanced at him again, "I feel that the relationship between you and your brother is not very good."

"No!" Bach retorted subconsciously, just wanted Shen Wuyun not to call Alexander his brother, but he thought about it again, Alexander was indeed his brother.

After Bach denied it, he shut up and didn't want to talk anymore, but he felt that it was impolite, so he continued to explain irritably, "Well, it's a long story, anyway, I feel uncomfortable just looking at him, and it's not true hate him."

Having said so much, he didn't feel like saying a few more words, Bach added, "But I just don't like calling him 'brother'."

Bach's tone revealed that he was unwilling to mention it with others, and Shen Wuyun didn't like to gossip about other people's family affairs, so just listen to it.

After being interrupted by Alexander, Bach was in no mood to continue shopping, and Shen Wuyun didn't want to have afternoon tea either.

What a joke, socialism doesn't eat petty bourgeoisie.

The two went back to the dormitory to clean up, Shen Wuyun cleaned up the skateboard, Bach cleaned up his mood, and arrived at the restaurant downstairs on time at six o'clock in the evening.

Richardson has done a lot of work in all aspects of the Olympic Village, and food, as an important carrier that reflects the culture of various countries, cannot be ignored.

The restaurant is divided into the main restaurant and the sub-restaurant. The main restaurant contains special cuisines from various countries to satisfy the different tastes of athletes from various countries. The sub-restaurant is just a casual restaurant in Germany.

The restaurant downstairs of the accommodation where Shen Wuyun is located is a sub-restaurant. When you go out from the gate and glance at the sub-restaurant, you can see the special grilled sausages in Germany - exactly the kind that Shen Wuyun tasted when he came to Germany for the first time.

The main restaurant is next to the accommodation building, which occupies a large area and has a very open space.

Before reaching the entrance of the restaurant, you can smell a strong fragrance. The closer you are to the restaurant, the more you can tell that it is a mixture of different cuisines, and it does not belong to the same series.

Shen Wuyun and Bach pushed open the door, they came very early, there were no other athletes in the main dining room except for the extremely busy chefs of various cuisines.

Shen Wuyun glanced around the restaurant and got a general idea of ​​the layout of the restaurant.

Countries with more cuisines will be divided into larger areas, and countries with fewer cuisines will be divided into smaller areas.

The Olympic Village pays special attention to treating athletes from all countries fairly. Even a small country will prepare a special dish to try to keep the mouth open.

When Shen Wuyun scanned the restaurant, Bach pretended not to care, found a seat and sat down first, "Let's eat your Chinese food."

Shen Wuyun had no objection, and sat down with Bach.

When Shen Wuyun went to pick up the dishes, Bach quietly looked around the restaurant with a curious face.

Although he is a native of Germany, it is the first time for him to participate in the Olympic Games as a professional athlete. All the facilities in the Olympic Village are new to him.

Bach brought over a plate of Kung Pao Chicken, he paused for a while, as if he felt that it was not enough, and added another plate of scrambled eggs with tomatoes.

Shen Wuyun chose a bowl of claypot rice and put it on the table, just as Bach returned to the table.

Shen Wuyun took a few more glances at the dishes brought by Bach, and Bach noticed Shen Wuyun's eyes, and he couldn't help but feel a little complacent in his tone, "How is it? I see that many foreigners must eat these two dishes when they go to China."

"It's very good." Shen Wuyun affirmed.

The mood that was made unhappy by Alexander suddenly became happy, Bach raised his eyebrows, and shook his head unconsciously.

After tossing for a long time, especially for athletes who consume a lot of exercise, Bach is already very hungry.

He no longer feigned arrogance, but directly ate it.

A bowl of hot food is enough to smooth out all the unhappiness, provided that no one else comes here.

While eating, there were bustling voices outside the restaurant, and when it was meal time, other athletes also came to the main restaurant.

On the first day of coming to the Olympic Village, most athletes will choose to eat at the main restaurant. Firstly, it has a rich variety, and secondly, it is possible to get in touch with athletes from other countries.

"Hey, Max! Stay safe!"

"Henry, it seems that you have been doing well recently."

"Don't mention it, I was tossed to death by that drunkard Miguel yesterday. This guy drinks like a little girl!"

The glass door of the main restaurant is automatically sensed. When it senses someone coming, it will automatically open from the middle to the two sides. The lively voices pour into the restaurant like a tide, instantly adding a bit of smoke to the steaming restaurant.

Shen Wuyun didn't have any impression of the first few athletes who came in, they should be athletes from other sports.

From the moment the sensor door was opened, it was almost never closed, and groups of athletes came in a continuous stream. Since they were all wearing their own team uniforms, the restaurant instantly became a sea of ​​colors.

Shen Wuyun saw familiar faces in the crowd one after another, and the last wave of athletes came in wearing red and white suits, which is a classic Japanese color combination.

Zhi Tengbenhe and Sun Yeqiaonan followed in the team, and Shen Wuyun's eyes fell on Zhitengbenhe accurately.

Zhi Tengbenhe's original gentle smile towards Sun Yeqiaonan suddenly disappeared, and his eyes pierced fiercely in the direction of looking at him. The second he met Shen Wuyun's eyes, he suddenly smiled again, as if the fierceness just now is an illusion.

Shen Wuyun was not frightened by the change of Zhi Tengbenhe's expression, he looked calm and smiled at Zhitengbenhe, then Shen Wuyun looked away.

Unexpectedly, Zhi Teng and Benhe seemed to be entangled with Shen Wuyun, and the footsteps that were originally going to the Japanese food area changed straight, and walked in front of Shen Wuyun.

One second before Zhi Teng Benhe stood still, Bach stopped cooking and looked up at Zhi Teng Benhe with a bad look.

Zhiteng Benhe: ?

Bach put down the bowls and chopsticks, wrinkled the word Sichuan between his brows, and said in an unhappy tone, "I said, what are you doing standing here with us?"

Zhi Tengben still had a friendly smile on his face, unaffected by Bach's tone, "I want to ask Wuyun if there is any delicious Chinese food to recommend."

"Really?" Zhi Teng Benhe turned his head and asked Shen Wuyun.

Bach: "..."

He also understands the reason not to hit the smiling person with his hand. He also looked at Shen Wuyun when he heard Zhi Tengben's question and the last sentence.

I saw a polite smile on the corner of Shen Wuyun's mouth, glanced intentionally or unintentionally at the dishes in front of Bach, and replied: "Scrambled eggs with tomatoes."

Bach heard the perfunctory in Shen Wuyun's tone, although he was still protective of politeness, but anyone could feel the undisguised perfunctory inside.

But Zhi Tengbenhe seemed to have made up his mind to sit next to Shen Wuyun, and sat down again with a plate of tomatoes and eggs.

The fake smile on his face didn't even change the arc, "I thought of you when I was eating this plate of scrambled eggs."

"You guys, the Chinese team—" Zhi Tengbenhe lengthened the ending sound, as if the words he said were very interesting.

Bach's eyes were fixed on Shen Wuyun's team uniform, the red and yellow color scheme was consistent with the color of tomatoes and eggs.

Shen Wuyun instantly suppressed the polite smile on his face, looked at Zhi Teng Benhe with dark eyes, and did not speak.

Zhi Teng Benhe didn't seem to notice that the atmosphere was wrong, the smile on his face not only didn't restrain but enlarged, and he looked at Shen Wuyun innocently.

The smile on the corner of Shen Wuyun's mouth was cold, just as he was about to speak, he was cut off by a sudden greeting.

"Hi! I'm Hawke, from America." A tall man suddenly appeared in front of him.

"Hi, my name is Darcival, and I'm from Brazil." There was a shorter man with a wheat complexion standing next to the tall man.

Shen Wuyun stood up, "Hello, my name is Shen Wuyun."

Hawke smiled heartily, stretched out his hand and patted Shen Wuyun, "I know, I've known you for a long time."

"You skated very well at the World Championships!" Darcival exclaimed.

"Thank you." Shen Wuyun responded to Darcival.

Because of the arrival of other players, Shen Wuyun ignored Zhi Tengbenhe, even though his eyes were fixed on him.

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List of World Championships:

NO.1 Alexander【Germany】

NO.2 Henry【Australia】

NO.3 Zhiteng Benhe [Japan]

NO.4 Darcival【Brazil】

NO.7 Max【USA】

NO.12 Miguel【Brazil】

NO.14 Hawke【USA】

NO.23 Sunye Bridge South【Japan】

NO.40 Bach【Germany】