On the way to the restaurant, the sky turned dark. The lights in the car couldnt be turned on and no one could see clearly. Yu Sui didnt take back his hand. He kept writing stroke after stroke on Shi Luos palm.
At first, he still wrote in Chinese characters. After a while, he switched to writing letters.
Shi Luo was afraid of being spotted by his teammates in the car and never dared to look at Yu Sui. He put his left hand on his left leg and let Yu Sui write on it. He rested his head on his right hand and stayed looking out the window.
His expression was all calm and cool but his heart and palm both felt ticklish.
When Shi Luo noticed that Yu Sui had switched to writing in English, he quietly complained in his heart. Nowadays, I cant pass CET-4 and I cant even indulge in a little secret love relationship?
Shi Luo was still on a leave of absence from the university that hed applied to. After entering this career, he really hasnt had the chance to go to university and take the CET-4. However, he was still a scholar-tyrant and he can still understand daily English.
He paid careful attention and visualized each letter Yu Sui wrote, but...
Shi Luo Yu turned his head and glanced at Yu Sui, his face filled with confusion.
What did Yu Sui write? This set of letters didnt make up a word...
Through the dim light coming in from the car window, Shi Luo saw Yu Sui looking down at the palm of his hand, writing seriously.
Yu Sui stayed completely focused, writing on his palm. He now slid his fingertip across Shi Luos palm faster. Shi Luo couldnt believe this strangeness. He concentrated on feeling the letters.
After a while, he lowered his voice and said, German?
Yu Sui smiled without saying a word, quietly acquiescing.
Shi Luo frowned and said in a low voice, But I dont understand German!
Yu Sui quickly finished the last two words and held Shi Luos hand. He said softly, I wrote it because you couldnt understand.
Shi Luo raised his eyebrows. Before he could ask further, Yu Sui wrote in the palm of his hand, [What I wanted to say was a bit too dirty. It wasnt convenient to write it in Chinese.]
Shi Luo turned his head and looked out the window again. He stirred. In his minds barrage, countless messages were flying through like crazy.
Yu Sui had gone to play for the European league for two years. Hed never seen him try to learn anything from them. Just when Shi Luo thought hed wasted his two years in Germany, turns out he was off learning German to titillate people?!
In this car, Yu Sui, Chen Huo and Puppy could all speak German. Why was Yu Sui the only one who was so outstanding!?
Why was it that the only German Shi Luo ever picked up from Chen Huo was how to curse at people? Why couldnt he have learned anything else!?
You never know how hard something is until you try it yourself. When it comes to applying book learning, you wish you had read more.
Just what was it that Yu Sui had said, aaaahhhhhh......
Shi Luo was already an adult. Though hed never eaten pork, hed already seen a pig. What wind and waves has he not faced? Just how obscene was it that he couldnt write it in Chinese?
Shi Luo rubbed his burning hot cheek against the cold glass. In his heart, he remembered for the 1,001th time just how extremely insightful Yu Suis fans were. When Yu Sui was just fifteen years old, they already knew that Yu Sui would become a skilled slag man.
No one but him could stir up someones emotions when he has no sweet words to offer or even when he hasnt even said a single word.
Luckily, this person entered into monkhood at the great temple of e-sports. Had he been allowed into any other industry, who knows how much harm he would have dealt to the good men and women of Buddhism around him.
Shi Luo gritted his teeth so intensely, they creaked. He shifted uneasily and pressed his hot forehead to the window glass.
After half an hour, the car finally arrived at the restaurant where Zhou Huo had made the reservation.
Chen Huo was the first to get out of the car. He raised his head and saw, Isnt this a clubhouse?
It is. Their dishes here are delicious and its not easy to make a reservation. I had to reserve it for you guys half a month ago. Zhou Huo smiled bitterly. I originally thought that our match against NSN today was going to be a tough battle.
No matter if youd won or lost, I would have invited you out to have a good meal. Wed sit down and talk about whats been happening with the club recently. But I didnt expect that wed win so illogically.
Now, it doesnt seem like its worth coming out here to have a meal...but Ive already made the reservation and Ive paid the deposit so lets eat.
Speaking of NSN, everyone didnt know whether to laugh or cry. On the way to their reserved room in the clubhouse, they also bumped into Team Saint and Team Yi Zhan.
Less than ten minutes after Frees car arrived at the base, while the others were taking showers in their respective rooms, Zhou Huos phone buzzed as though it was pestering him.
Zhou Huo thought something had gone wrong for NSN. He picked up his mobile phone and sighed. He said to himself, Hes just dating, thats all. Just how big of a sin is that, really?
I think these people are just... ...F*ck me!!!
The young man in charge of Frees daily publicity sent a WeChat to Zhou Huo. It was a link. Zhou Huos eyes darkened when he saw the title.
[Awesome, why cant any of the local teams beat Sacred Sword? Lets take a look at the lakes of wines and forests of meat our players engage in everyday.]
Zhou Huos expectation was that someone had taken a photo of them going to the clubhouse today. But this could easily be dealt with. Hed offer himself out as a scapegoat, saying that hed insisted on rewarding the players. Zhou Huo suppressed his anxiety.
He clicked on the link to the post and his blood pressure instantly skyrocketed
Opening the post, what greeted him was the face of an internet celebrity, fashionably attired. In the background was the clubhouse where they had their dinner today.
There were more than 20 pictures. Zhou Huo quickly scrolled down. The pictures below became more and more explicit. In the middle, there was a screenshot of a Weibo post from some small time internet celebrity.
The content was roughly thanking so and so for always inviting them girls to the party; she was very happy to have gotten the chance to see her geges.
Old Qiao was picking up the coat the players had thrown carelessly on the sofa. Seeing that Zhou Huos expression looked wrong, he went over and asked, Whats the matter?
Old Qiao looked intently and was struck dumbly, F*ck...
Zhou Huo was looking at the next few pictures. In the pictures, several girls were taking a group photo with a few people standing behind them. It was Yu Sui, Shi Luo and Angel Sword as well.
Chen Huo who was calling out a loud greeting to Angel Sword was also captured in the photo, as well as a number of other players.
Old Qiao swallowed, Can this...still...be clarified?
Zhou Huo slapped his forehead painfully, Its gonna be a bit difficult...
Zhou Huo closed the post. He looked at his WeChat that was about to explode. He roughly read through the contents and his blood pressure soared once again. He was so angry, he was running out of breath.
I dont know which peasant boss is having a party but he invited over several carloads of girls. They happened to cross paths with us and to make matters worse, they photographed us!
These people are sick!!! Zhou Huo had been the one to make the reservations at the clubhouse. Right now, embarrassment and regret were twisting within him. What were they doing there anyway?! Now all the forums are saying that our players also went to their party.
Theyre saying our players do nothing but party at this kind of places everyday. F*ck me! I must have been kicked by a donkey! What was I thinking making a reservation for them at a place like this....
What does this have to do with you? Old Qiao interrupted Zhou Huo, Dont worry! Its not just our team that was photographed! What did Angel Sword say?
Their base is far away, Im guessing they havent gotten back to their base yet and havent discovered it yet. Zhou Huo felt irascible and jittery. His mind was a complete mess and his insides were hurting. I said time and time again that we should lay low and not stir up any trouble.
And then off I went capsizing in a drain. Unexpectedly, I was the one who caused this issue...
First off, stop worrying. No one blames you! These past few years, Old Qiao, with Yu Sui, has suffered his share of being sprayed. He was a lot calmer than Zhou Huo. Ill tell them to go.
Zhou Huo usually managed the team very carefully. He has never caused a mishap before. This was the first time he had ever had an accident. His phone buzzed again.
Someone had sent him another picture. Zhou Huo looked at it and his eyes instantly turned bloodshot, F*cking Sacred Sword! Are they really looking for a fight with us? They just posted a tweet with pictures of their players training, saying they dont know even know what a clubhouse is...
Whats the matter? Shi Luo was the first to finish showering. He went downstairs and looked at the two of them. Who tweeted?
Zhou Huo was dizzy with anger. He took two deep breaths and handed the phone to Shi Luo. He sat down on the sofa to support himself.
Shi Luo looked at Zhou Huos phone while toweling off his hair. Hed just had that small meeting with Yu Sui today. Shi Luo was very calm at the moment. He slowly looked at the WeChat messages, his expression unchanged.
Yu Suis words were still ringing in his ears.
Shi Shen, when you were at IAC, you didnt even have a use for a psychological counselor. It cant be that you cant bear this much, right?
Shi Luo schooled his expression. He wouldnt let himself be affected like ROD.
Sacred Swords recent petty moves were disgusting enough but taking advantage of the situation and joining the haters in spraying was too much.
Shi Luo returned the phone to Zhou Huo, Create a group chat. Bring in Saint and Yi Zhan. Come, were gonna beat these sprayers at their own game.