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

Chapter 71 Still lost
Not long after they left, Shi Lian opened the door to the lounge.

Xia Lang sat on the sofa with his head bowed, and his voice was impatient: "I didn't say that, let me stay alone!"

"Stay alone and pretend to be a snail?" Shi Lian held the honey lemonade that a fan tried to stuff into her hand and handed it to Xia Lang.

Xia Lang raised his head and gave her a forced smile: "Xiao Lian'er, I think..."

Shi Lian walked over, spread his arms, and gave him a hug.

This hug came too timely, Shi Lian buried Xia Lang's head in his shoulder socket, hugged his waist tightly, didn't say anything, didn't do anything, that's all.

Xia Lang's body stiffened for a moment, and then he hugged her tightly, like hugging a life-saving straw.

He couldn't bear it anymore, and he couldn't adjust his mentality for a while. He thought he could digest it by himself, but he was deceiving himself. At this time, someone could give him a hug, which was a great encouragement.

"You did a good job, no matter you win or lose, you are worthy of yourself, aren't you?" Shi Lian tilted his head and rubbed Xia Lang's ear.

It would be great if things were that simple, but Xia Lang still nodded, he didn't want Shi Lian to worry about him.

At the beginning of the fourth game, Xia Lang's state returned a little, but after several consecutive games, the injured hand could no longer support him to return to his best state.

SR eventually lost to K 1-3.

According to the rules of the competition, SR fell into the loser group, and then he had to compete with the loser group for the place in the final round.

The game lasted for two hours, during which there was only a rest of less than 10 minutes, and the players were very tired after the end.

Song Qi had already booked banquets at the hotel, but after hearing that Xia Lang and Shi Lian had secretly taken a taxi and left first, they could only give up the idea of ​​having dinner together, and returned to the base by car.

Fortunately, there are still some dishes in the refrigerator. With the help of Chef Zuo Zong and Bai Zhan, it is not difficult to prepare a table of dishes.

Song Qi had trouble moving, so he asked Qiao Jia to go upstairs and ask Qiao Jia to come down, but after searching around, Xia Lang and Shi Lian never came back to the base.

Song Qihu guessed wildly: "This kid shouldn't be hiding somewhere and crying."

Gao Li rolled his eyes at him, and said mercilessly: "You think everyone is like you, and you hide in the playground and cry secretly when you are beaten."

Xiaopang, Qiao Jia, Qiao Kai: →_→

Song Qi became angry from embarrassment: "Why are you talking about it here? Do I not want to lose face?"

"If you want to save face, don't talk to me."

"I don't want that face."

Fatty, Qiao Jia, Qiao Kai: What a big bowl of dog food.

Shi Lian took Xia Lang to eat hot pot, clear soup, even though Xia Lang fell into decadence, she didn't forget that she was getting angry and couldn't eat spicy food.

"Why do you like hot pot so much?" Xia Lang was very helpless, she remembered that she was still very picky about food before, unless a dish was cooked delicately, it would not impress her at all.

In a popular dish like hot pot, many kinds of ingredients are mixed together. Can it really have a sense of hierarchy?
Shi Lian picked up the sliced ​​beef that Xia Langhua had given her in the bowl, and thought for a while, "It's probably a group of people eating together, it's very lively."

When I was in Wangguan, I ordered takeaway most of the time. Although everyone had a good relationship, when they were on vacation, they would either go home or go out with friends, and rarely had dinner together.

The situation in Xinghe is just the opposite. Everyone eats together a lot of time. In winter, a group of people gather around the table.

(End of this chapter)