Chapter 321

"Chessman played the game with serious personal emotions, and refused to attend the MVP interview of the regular season after the game" -- as soon as the news was released, all the major media were crazy. At the first time, he killed the zgdx team's base gate with his press card. As expected, after a while, the players returned from the game.

The nanny car stopped at the gate of the base. When xiaopang got off the car first, he didn't know what happened. He was looking back to ask the old cat behind him what to eat for dinner tonight. As soon as he twisted his head, a group of reporters from Hula came up and almost returned to the car. He was scared to death!

"Oh, I'll go! What's the situation? This is - asshole, how did you get in here? What's the situation at the gate of the base I called security

Chubby mumbled in front of him. At this time, he felt someone behind him calmly patting him on the shoulder. A calm man's voice rang out: "they're looking for me."

Xiaopang was stunned. He turned back and looked directly at the dark brown pupils of his captain's family. Seeing him under the car was like seeing some Mikado superstar. Lu Sicheng's face was calm, just like facing a group of dead people.

Lu Sicheng pushed xiaopang out of the car. At this time, the reporter at the front had a bright eye and a dart forward. His question also went straight to the core: "brother Cheng, I heard that you even won two MVPs in today's game, but refused to interview after the game. This kind of thing is unprecedented in the professional league. Some people say that you are also emotional in today's game. Is it true?"

"Does that make sense?" Lu Sicheng asked.

Reporters: '... "

A persistent reporter: "we all know that smiling did not participate in the game today, or even went to the field with the team - this shows that the club decided from the beginning that smiling would not play today, and there was no official explanation for this matter..."

The words have just fallen.

He heard the man sneer.

"Which team did you see that needed to send out a micro blog first?"

Lu Sicheng's tone is ironic. The implication is that it's none of your business whether you send microblogs or not. You'll have nothing to do with it. Because his tone is too open to cover up, even the fool on the scene knows that he is emotional about this kind of problem

What the reporter wants is his mood.

Looking at the play, everyone's eyes lit up, but they didn't care to be ridiculed. They held up the microphone and went up: "excuse me, is the club's temporary change because of the private suspension of smiling, who was rude last week? Is this the club's idea or your idea? If it's your idea, is it because smiling pointed out your shortcomings in leading the team, which makes you think her behavior is too overstepping? "

If you are not blind, you can see that Lu Sicheng's eyes have changed when he hears the four words of "being rude". They seem to be able to eat people. Xiaopang and his followers want to climb over the wall and go to the kitchen to grab a pot cover and put it on their heads. They can't help but the reporters who don't know what to do and are very happy.

Lu Sicheng lifted the corner of his lips, and his mouth was full of sarcasm. At this moment, Yu Guang suddenly saw a slender figure close to the window of the base. He also held a group of hairy things in his arms: he pushed open the window of the base with a nursery rhyme and looked out.

Maybe I heard the noise, so I came over to see what happened outside - at this time, I looked at her with a slightly widened eye, and looked curiously at the harmless appearance of human beings and animals outside, just like the cat in her arms at this time

Lu Sicheng:

The sarcastic face closed.

Forget the harsh words for a while.

The anger in Lu Sicheng's heart was immediately restrained by Zai Zai, and his eyes darkened. When he spoke again, the man's tone became polite and forbearance: "no, today's match with red arrow changed Lu Yue's just to prepare for the world game, while smiling players have done everything as professional players - not including the fight It's good. There's no reason for the club or me to punish her

It seemed that Lu Sicheng would reply calmly. The reporters were quiet a little, and some of them couldn't feel the routine.

Lu Sicheng sneered in his heart.

"That is, don't write nonsense."

"- have you asked enough? Have you asked enough? I really call the security guard if you do this again. If you don't come to other people like you, the gate of the base is blocked. Do you want to make an interview? Do you know to contact the club for formal arrangement?"

At present, seeing the reporter's temporary silence, Xiaorui and xiaopang quickly take the opportunity to push aside those reporters who are blocking the door and open a road. The old cat pushes Lu Sicheng in the back, indicating that he should go quickly.

At this time, Lu Sicheng did not pay any attention to the reporters' thoughts. He looked at the closed window of the base without trace. The man who was lying on the window with the cat in his arms disappeared

He lowered his eyes, masked his emotions, and walked into the base yard.

The reporters were writing hard behind him.

Is happy to write, but saw the man who had entered the base suddenly stopped.Turning around and back to the front gate of the yard, I bent down a little with one hand on the iron gate, and said to many reporters outside in a not so loud voice: "I don't mind if you want to write news - but what kind of content to write, what kind of title to take, and pay attention to yourself - especially a few E-sports media, I won't call names. This time, if you let me see that your report is for If you make up even one punctuation mark, try to see if I can sue you to ruin your fortune

Reporters: '... "

The reporters face muddled in, the man straight up, light throw down a "I finished", this really left.

The reporters looked at each other.

I don't know why a man who was polite a few seconds ago turned his face and suddenly became the king of hell.

It seems really bad.

When Lu Sicheng returned to the base, he opened the door and saw his people holding the cat, wearing slippers and home clothes, standing at the door waiting for himself, looking up, with the light blue of poor sleep quality under his eyes.

Subconsciously frowning, the kind of heartache and anger that she felt when she curled up in the quilt when she came back to the base yesterday morning, but the man didn't know what to say at this time, so he had to raise his big hand to pat her head, then pat the cat's head in her arms, bend down and pretend to take off his shoes seriously.

"I watched the game." The girl's voice rang out from her side, "how fierce it is today, the Pope's upper body?"

“…… Well. "

Lu Sicheng raised his eyelids and took a look at her. Then he put on his slippers and walked into the room.

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