This foreign aid is ridiculously strong

After the award ceremony, the KT team returned to the lounge.

The laughter continued. I was embarrassed on stage just now, but when I returned to the lounge, everyone let myself go completely.

Some people showed off their singing voices, some imitated the chirping of orangutans, some took out their mobile phones to send INS, and some were concerned about whether the T1 truck was dispatched...

Lin Cheng changed out of his team uniform and signed his ID on the team uniform and commemorative T-shirt in front of the camera.

According to the agreement, the team uniform and championship T-shirt he wore today will be used as prizes for fans who name the Orange Cat family.

"But, Sister Sheng Xi."

Lin Cheng suddenly thought of something while he was signing in, "The names of Mia, Juya and Councilor come from three fans. There are only two team uniforms and commemorative T-shirts in total? Isn't it enough?"

Chi Shengxi blinked and looked down at his lower body, "How about... you take off your pants too?"

"???"

Lin Cheng clamped his legs together and looked shocked.

"Ha ha!"

Chi Shengxi smiled and clapped her hands, "I'm kidding you! Isn't there a commemorative hat? Don't forget to sign the hat too."

"oh."

Lin Cheng glanced at Chi Shengxi with a hint of resentment.

Chi Shengxi put the hat on his head and lowered the brim to block Lin Cheng's resentful eyes.

"Stop dawdling, sign quickly!"

"knew."

Lin Cheng immersed himself in work.

After the game, there were media interviews. Probably because of the success, Lin Cheng came up and asked the reporters at the scene if they had received coffee, and then made all kinds of remarks.

In particular, the reporter deliberately targeted Lin Cheng for his pre-game rants against Lu Bu.

"I'll let Deft know who is the better ADC."

"KT is very suitable for second place. I want to win more championships than Bang senior."

"My career is like a TV series for ADC trainees or second-team players. There will be many players who respect me in the next generation."

"I will win this year and I will win consecutively next year."

"We're going to shit on KT's head."

"No one plays Draven better than me. I want to be the number one ADC in history."

"Compared with Bang, Teddy, and Ruler, my EZ is not inferior, including Deft."

These are all saucy words spoken by little Lu Bu himself. They are quite explosive. If they were said to other players, any words would be enough to be liquidated until the end of their careers.

However, Lu Bu's public opinion environment is quite good. He was slapped in the face every time he made a sarcastic comment. As a result, not many people except KT fans criticized him.

Probably because he was violently killed every time he said something sexy, the audience regarded him as a person having fun.

Just like the senior brother, few people take him seriously when he says dirty things.

But Lin Cheng explained what it means to retaliate.

This guy took out his cell phone and searched out the original words of Lu Bu's interview on the spot. He paused and started slapping and mocking him one by one. His teammates and reporters went crazy with joy.

After the media interview, Lin Cheng said goodbye to his teammates and met Han Shuyan in the corner of the square outside the stadium.

Since the game ended quickly, it was only around five o'clock in the afternoon.

"Sister Shuyan, did you see my Irelia today? Isn't she very handsome? Did you cheer for me?"

Han Shuyan pretended not to see Lin Cheng's defeat.

Lin Cheng leaned close to her ear, "Hey! Compliment me! I'm using Sister Shuyan's black silk skin. Compliment me!"

She finally couldn't help but laugh.

"I know! I know you are very powerful."

Lin Cheng winked and said, "Sister Shuyan, do you want to think about role-playing again?"

Han Shuyan didn't say anything, but took the initiative to hold Lin Cheng's hand and walked forward.

"Sister Shuyan?"

"Han Shuyeonxi!"

"Dear Han Seo-yeon."

"My dearest wife."

Being led away by his girlfriend, Lin Cheng shamelessly kept shouting at her side.

Han Shuyan stopped helplessly.

He raised his hand to pinch Lin Cheng's cheek and pulled it.

"Ah! Do you really want to see your sister do that... strange acting?"

"certainly!"

Seeing that there was something going on, Lin Cheng nodded quickly, "And it's not surprising, Sister Shuyan's COS must be very good-looking."

Han Shuyan rolled her eyes at him.

Meeting Lin Cheng's expectant eyes, she lowered her head slightly shyly and smoothed her long hair hanging around her ears.

"Then...sister, I'll show it to you next time."

"Ah~~~Do you have to wait until next time?"

Lin Cheng was a little disappointed.

Han Shuyan used a little force and deliberately squeezed his face into a ball, "Sister, I still need to prepare clothes!"

"That's right... then it's agreed."

Han Shuyan ignored him, turned around and walked forward along the stone road.

Lin Cheng happily followed him.

"Sister Shuyan, what should we have for dinner?"

"Eat dirt!"

"???"

Today is Saturday, which is Earth Day in Korean and Japanese. Netizens make fun of the day when social animals and otakus eat dirt.

Of course, what Han Seo-yeon said about eating dirt was a joke.

The two of them left the gym and wandered around the streets for a while.

To the west of the stadium is KT Commercial Plaza, which has many restaurants.

"Charcoal grilled pork ribs? Barbecue? What do you want to eat?"

"Sister Shuyan recommends one."

"Although my sister is from Ulsan, she rarely comes here, so I can't recommend it to you."

"Then~~~ let's try this?"

Lin Cheng pointed to an Indian restaurant.

Just out of curiosity.

Han Shuyan had no objection and walked into the Indian restaurant with Lin Cheng.

Apart from curry, this should be considered the first time in Lin Cheng's life to officially eat Indian food, and if nothing else, it should be the last time in his life.

After spending a long time communicating with the boss, who spoke Korean with a strong curry flavor, the two of them finally ordered the right dish.

The pre-dinner snack is a kind of flour fried food similar to steamed buns, and the store also comes with three kinds of sauces.

One is pure green, one is red, and one is yellow.

The sauce is thicker and the yellow one is really hard to describe.

Lin Cheng smelled the green sauce dish, and a very pungent smell rushed straight to his forehead.

What evil miso?

After tentatively dipping the fried food into the sauce and taking a bite, Lin Cheng couldn't describe the taste.

Not unpalatable, but not acceptable.

Anyway, it doesn’t seem to touch any of the color, smell or taste.

After the main course was served, it became normal. At least it looked okay on the outside. Except for one or two mushy curries, the pancakes were pancakes and the chicken was chicken.

Let’s face it, Indian food tastes really good.

Especially the soft pancake dipped in beef curry paste is delicious.

After all, with so many spices, Indian food has a high limit, at least in terms of taste.

But they always like to push the boundaries in terms of appearance.

It's outrageous that a vegetable salad can be made semi-sticky.

The curry samosa dipped in red sauce tasted good, but Lin Cheng dipped the curry samosa in yellow sauce, but couldn't eat it.

The yellow sauce is watery, just like the excrement produced by indigestion.

You can't think too much about this stuff. If you think too much about it, you'll lose your appetite.

"Sister Shuyan, I don't want to pay for this meal."

"It's you who wants Indian food."

Han Shuyan wanted to laugh when she saw Lin Cheng holding the curry puffs with a sad look on her face.

"Be good! Don't think too much, just treat it as curry."

Having said that, Lin Cheng still couldn't pass the test in his heart.

Even if it was a dark dish cooked up by the little wife, at least it wouldn't make Lin Cheng feel sick at first sight.

When Han Shuyan wasn't paying attention, Lin Cheng shook the banknotes in his hand in the direction of the boss, and then pressed the banknotes under the plate while the boss watched.

"Sister Shuyan, are you ready?"

"What?"

"1, 2, 3, run!"

After saying that, Lin Cheng grabbed Han Shuyan's hand and ran away.