I'm the chef in T1. The fatter Li Ge is, the stronger I am.

Chapter 55: Do all Tony teachers in Korea only know how to cut the same hairstyle?
"Are you going to work?"

I saw Wang Yu hang up the phone.

The mother smiled slightly. Although she looked reluctant, she still said:
"Remember to take good care of yourself when you are out there. If you miss home, tell me and I will prepare a meal for you when you come back."

"besides!"

The mother rubbed Wang Yu's head and said, "Cut my hair and take a photo of me. Don't fool me."

"Know it!"

Wang Yu nodded obediently.

Wait until your mother leaves the room.

He sat back in front of the computer.

Since the live broadcast was on all the time, the audience knew that Wang Yu must be buying a plane ticket now.

[To be honest, SKT played really badly in the last few BO3s. I feel anxious for Faker.]

[Are you leaving? (crying) Host, can we meet again? Host! Take me away! (crying)]

[Oh no! The anchor’s schedule for this month is full. Will he not do a single live broadcast when he returns to Korea?]

After buying the plane ticket.

Wang Yu just happened to see the last barrage.

"Being a professional gamer is my job, live streaming is my life. See you tomorrow!"

Finish this sentence.

Wang Yu turned off the live broadcast and stood up to pack his clothes.

In fact, it is just stuffing a few clothes that you usually like to wear into a backpack.

"mom?"

Wang Yu stood at the door and shouted to her mother, who was lying on the sofa watching TV, "I'm leaving!"

"Be careful when you cross the road, and don't look at your phone, okay? Send me a message when you get off the plane."

"it is good."

Wang Yu closed the door gently.

Korea.

SKT club.

The crowd, who were under tremendous pressure from the outside world due to losing three BO3 games in a row, gathered around Faker.

The computer screen is on.

There is only one hero client running above.

And in the chat box column.

A new message has been clicked by Faker.

【Emolove: Let’s go. 】

Ice-cold words.

But it exudes warmth like the scorching sun in winter!
Wolf's originally tense body suddenly relaxed.

He wiped the sweat from his forehead and a genuine smile appeared on his face.

Then he announced: "Brother Yu is coming back!"

As soon as these words came out.

Cheers echoed throughout the training room.

The noise was so loud that the players from the second team and the youth team next door couldn't help but stop what they were doing and turned to look towards the home team's training room.

"Ayigu! What's going on?"

"Could it be that the brothers have lost their minds and started to give up on themselves?"

"Maybe it's because I played well in the training match?"

"unclear"

They chatted in whispers for a few minutes and then continued to focus on the game.

In the home team training room.

Learned that Wang Yu was about to return.

The happiest person is not Faker, who tries hard to win every game but always fails, nor is it Wolf, the team's brain, who can finally rest.

But it is Blank who is about to return to the bench.

Lost three games in a row.

Questioned and abused by countless audience players.

Blank felt like he was about to collapse.

Now that he knew Wang Yu was finally coming back to participate in the competition, he leaned back in his chair and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Ashiba!" Bang suddenly shouted: "Sunjiu! Why are you crying?"

Wolf and Faker spoke almost at the same time: "Sun Jiu, are you okay?"

duke: "Are you crying because you are going to be a substitute again?"

"No." Blank took a deep breath: "I'm so excited, Brother Yu is finally coming back."

"But Brother Yu was only away for seven days."

"Hey, hey, hey, how come you remember it so clearly?"

"Days are like years, understand?"

Bang showed off the Chinese idioms he learned in private to his friends: "Wow! Am I a genius? I can even chat with some Chinese fans in Chinese during my live broadcast."

"Ah! I was wondering why you started wearing headphones to sleep recently. It turns out you were secretly learning Chinese?" Wolf's eyes widened. He couldn't accept his best friend's secretly working hard behind his back. "I want to learn Chinese too! Junzhi, teach me a few Chinese greetings!"

Bang recalled the voices of those enthusiastic Chinese netizens in the fan group: "Howl! What a jerk!"

"Nah! Am I Shabi?" Wolf tried to say.

"No, no!"

Bang frowned: "The pronunciation needs to be more standard! Read after me! Damn it! Damn it!"

For a while.

The training room was filled with the sound of repetition.

It was around 10 o'clock the next day when we arrived in South Korea.

Wang Yu yawned, stretched his body, and got into a taxi.

It takes about an hour to get from Incheon Airport to Seoul.

"Xiaoyu, have you gotten off the plane?"

"I'll be at the club entrance soon. I'm going to get a haircut first."

"it is good!"

hang up the phone.

Wang Yu took a deep breath, made up her mind and walked into the hair salon recommended by the taxi driver.

Another half hour passed.

In the hair salon.

Facing the mirror with an expressionless face, Wang Yu took a photo of himself after getting his hair cut and sent it to his mother.

Ding!
[Mom: Hahahahahahaha]

[Mom withdraws a message]

[Mom: The hairstyle is ok, but it’s still too long. It would be better if it could be shorter (smile)]

【The rain keeps falling:.】

Wang Yu sighed, opened his personal account, uploaded the photo and wrote a comment: "Do all Tony teachers in Korea only cut the same hairstyle?"

PS: Something like this.

The rant is over.

Wang Yu put away his phone, hailed another taxi, and headed towards the SKT club.

In front of SKT Club.

kkoma looked longingly towards the end of the road.

Faker and others around him also stood on tiptoe from time to time, trying to increase their height so that they could see farther.

Not long after.

A taxi slowed down and finally stopped by the side of the road.

The car door is opened.

Wang Yu, with a new hairstyle, opened his arms, preparing to give a hug to his teammates whom he hadn't seen for many days.

I saw.

Faker ran the fastest and had already opened up a clear gap between himself and the others.

"Brother Yu!"

This sentence is in Korean.

"Howl! What a trouble maker!"

This sentence is in Chinese.

Faker ran up to Wang Yu and the two of them gave each other a brief hug.

"Why are you calling yourself an idiot for no reason?" Wang Yu asked in confusion.

Faker instantly understood that the Chinese he had just said was probably different from what Bang said.

He did not stop his teammates who were catching up with him one after another.

"Brother Yu! Howl! What a troublemaker!"

The teammates were like kindergarten kids who had just learned to use chopsticks to eat by themselves, constantly showing off their Chinese in front of Wang Yu and asking for praise.

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Wang Yu did not expose them, but responded to them one by one in Chinese with a smile: "Yes, yes, you are an idiot, you are also an idiot!"

At last.

Kkoma came up, his face full of apology: "Xiaoyu, I'm sorry."

"You don't need to apologize to me. It was my fault for not discussing this with you, the coach, in advance. If anyone should apologize, it should be me who should apologize to you."

Wang Yu waved his hands hurriedly.

After returning to EDG, Wang Yu learned from Deft and Pawn that he had someone's help in getting his sky-high 1.5 billion contract.

otherwise.

SKT will definitely not spend so much money to sign a foreign player.

The only person who has the right to speak is the coach who has coached for many years and helped the team win two world championships: kkoma!

"It's okay, I'm glad you're back."

kkoma took Wang Yu’s backpack very considerately.

Everyone returned to the club together.

(End of this chapter)