Don't mess with me, the bastard of the glory of the king

Chapter 232 How about I go to America with you to study
Xia Lang accepted the certificate.

The cover of the black leather, the pattern on the white background, inside are block letters and square bold characters, stamped with the official seal of the game company, it looks very authoritative.

There are so many noisy people around, otherwise Xia Lang really wants to hug Shi Lian and kiss her twice.

"you are awesome!"

Xia Lang touched Shi Lian's head, like a parent encouraging a child.

This is the first time Shi Lian has been so happy since he started playing professionally, and it has nothing to do with winning the championship.

Mainly this is what Xia Lang has always wanted, she did it, so she is so happy.

Shi Lian took Xia Lang's arm and smiled like a little cat: "Let's go eat hot pot tonight."

Xia Lang pinched her nose dotingly, and said with a smile, "Okay."

After the game, the team had interviews.

It's everyone's turn, it's just a matter of time.

Bai Zhan searched for a long time but couldn't find anyone, so he called and asked, only to find out that she had already driven away with Xia Lang.

That night, the team held a celebration banquet, but Shilian and Xia Lang were not there.

No one has any objections, everyone knows that Xia Lang will leave tomorrow.

It is understandable that the young couple seized the last time to be intimate.

After Shi Lian returned to the team from the Spring Festival, he never had a chance to eat hot pot.

The team's specially equipped nutritionist devotes himself to making some nutritious meals every day.

It's not unpalatable, but it doesn't suit the appetite of the oldest group of young people in their early twenties.

The pot is a mandarin duck pot, and Shi Lian deliberately ordered it to accommodate Xia Lang.

A lot of dishes were served, all of which Shi Lian liked to eat, Xia Lang didn't move his chopsticks very much, and watched Shi Lian eat the whole time.

The restaurant was fully heated, and Shi Lian had just eaten for a while, sweating profusely.

Xia Lang pulled a tissue to wipe her sweat.

Shi Lian was really hungry, and sat on the seat for an hour and a half, her buttocks were numb and her stomach was growling.

She ate for a while, only to realize that Xia Lang basically didn't move his chopsticks, and was staring at her the whole time.

"Why don't you eat?"

I'm leaving tomorrow, Xia Lang just wanted to see her more.

"I'm not hungry, just watch you eat."

Let Xia Lang watch with such tenderness, Shi Lian can eat and eat monsters.

She had almost finished eating, so she called the waiter to pay the bill, and then left the restaurant with Xia Lang.

The two cuddled up and walked in the midwinter night, because holding hands, each other's body temperature overlapped, so they didn't feel cold.

"Are you particularly reluctant to part with me?"

Shi Lian always felt that compared to her, Xia Lang was the one who was more reluctant to leave.

Xia Lang held her shoulders and walked on the side near the road by himself.

"Yeah, I want to kick you and bring you to America."

Thinking that for two years, the two could only see each other in the video, Xia Lang felt uncomfortable scratching his ears and cheeks.

Shi Lian had a sudden thought, and said with a smile, "Why don't I quit the e-sports circle and go to the United States to study with you."

Xia Lang looked forward to the scene, it was so beautiful, so beautiful that when he thought about it for a while, he was so happy that he wanted to laugh, but it was not real.

After the finals, there will be a short offseason. According to Xia Lang's previous experience, the team will definitely arrange a lot of activities during this time.

Focus on training during training, and then it's time to start endorsements and stand for events to show the team's commercial value.

Shi Lian just said that casually, the two looked at each other and smiled, and didn't continue the topic.

Back at the villa, Qiao Jia and the others hadn't come back yet. After asking, they found out that Song Qi had taken them to sing.

There is also a person who occupies the microphone and sings ugly songs.

But when he speaks, his voice is nice, and when he sings, his voice breaks. The people in the room are tortured, but no one dares to tell Mr. Song, "Stop singing with your broken voice."

They are urging Bai Zhan to go up and pull Song Qi down.

Shi Lian looked at the pictures that Qiao Jia sent to him and was very happy, and gave them advice to get Song Qi drunk so that he would stop making trouble.

(End of this chapter)