Chapter 479

Manager Feng's supper with love successfully caused a crowd of howls.

But it's really good for your health.

According to him, it is porridge made with celery leaves and spinach leaves, and stewed mint leaves are also put in it.

After hearing the formula, Fu Jiu felt that Feng Yi should be kept away from the kitchen in the future.

"Feng Baobao, stop your brother from now on, do you hear me?"

Feng Shang was just forced by his brother to finish the porridge, and said with a bitter face: "Stop, I can't stop him, he likes to cook."

Fu Jiu: ...an e-sports manager actually likes to cook. The main reason is that the food he cooks is so unpalatable. What kind of cooking do you like!

But Feng Yi himself is very confident: "It tastes good."

Fu Jiu thought in his heart, it's true that he hasn't eaten the dead yet.

However, Lin Feng had a big reaction and rushed into the bathroom right after drinking.

Only the Great God was spared, he only said three words to Feng Yi: "My stomach hurts."

Feng Yi's expression at that time was a bit indescribable, shameless, too shameless, an excuse was used so many times!

Qin Mo was full of aura, very calm.

Feng Yi felt that the Great God was really too shameless, so he didn't say anything, and started to talk about the key points of coming here today: "Tomorrow afternoon, the second game of the regional competition will start. This time there is no rest time, and it will be continuous. In addition to testing everyone's skills In addition, there are also requirements for physical strength. In order to avoid eye inflammation, in addition to common medicine, I will also follow you and cook porridge for you. As for the others, I believe you have heard about this Shonan from the fat man. In terms of record, there are two main players who have not played all the time. Little Spade and Young Master Qin should try to play as little as possible. As a secret weapon, save it for the national competition to deal with Shonan, because no one knows how good Shonan's full lineup is. to what extent."

"Oops, the idol and God Qin are not going to play?" Feng Shang asked worriedly: "Yes, what if we lose?"

Feng Yi glanced at his younger brother: "If we lose like this, then we won't win in the national competition."

"Okay." Fu Jiu's voice was clear, and she stood up with one hand in her trouser pocket, with a smile on her face.

Feng Yi knew that Fu Jiu understood what he meant.

The reason is very simple.

Even if there are masters in the regional competition, after all, this is just a regional competition.

Many teams save their strength for the national competition.

Take Shonan for example.

It won the top three in the regional competition without a main force.

If the Dimension did not have Fu Jiu and Qin Mo, it would lose.

The difference is already obvious.

There is really no need to go to any national competitions.

Everyone thought of this relationship.

Especially Yunhu, who is as smart as him and has the blood of a soldier: "Don't worry, we can win."

"Yunhu is right." Feng Yi held his suit jacket and said, "After the regional competition, it will be the anniversary of the Diamond League. I have already bought the tickets for the ski resort and the hotel suite. If we win well, this year we will win New Year's Eve at the hot spring villa, and there will be a masquerade party that you are all looking forward to."

Hearing the four words masquerade party, the team members were excited.

There was only one person, and Lin Feng didn't know what he was thinking, he clenched one hand and said fiercely: "This year's lottery, I must not be able to draw another lottery!"

"There's still a lottery for the masquerade?" Fu Jiu frowned.

Lin Feng just wanted to say something to the boy.

Qin Mo's eyes flashed suddenly, and he pulled the boy's collar over, and said in a flat voice, "Continue to practice your hand speed."

In this way, what Lin Feng wanted to say about the "points of drawing lots" about the masquerade party did not convey successfully...