【Double Dragon Group】Rationality and My Grace

103.

The dinner with the "ex-girlfriend" went fairly smoothly.

As Yimulian explained, strictly speaking, she is just a former classmate, and the unique intersection has already fallen apart.

But thanks to her, a lot of past information has leaked out.

For example, Yimulian used to go to school in Q City.

Qing Xingdeng was very surprised, so he asked: "Why didn't you say it earlier, and just drag you in as a tour guide? It's over. Even though you don't have time to play...you can still eat! Let me figure it out, stay in Q City You can eat five meals in total, let me make a list, and we will eat it as a family..."

Yimulian's smile was a little helpless.

It has been a few years since he left Q City, how can he still remember it so clearly?

It went smoothly, and the meal was like a Hongmen banquet. With two substitutes, the nine people occupied the largest table in the military hot pot restaurant, and the slightly spicy hot pot that Qing Xingdeng wanted never changed. I still ate it, with a satisfied smile on my face.As the only two women, she must not act petty in front of that girl, dragging her to chat, and by the way, gossip about the previous gossip, and successfully liven up the embarrassing atmosphere.

"Let me just say, I was really a good student before!"

The civet cat jumped up and reasoned with Qing Xingdeng: "You lost, bring the bet!"

Qing Xingdeng held his head up: "Ah? What are you talking about? I'm hard of hearing, and I can't usually hear short people clearly."

Jiu Tun couldn't help sighing: "Time is a butcher's knife..."

Someone looked kindly at him, Jiu Tun turned his back, and immediately changed his words: "I mean, it's great to chase your dreams."

The girl smiled happily. She said that university is meaningless at all, and there is a high probability that her future work will have nothing to do with her current major. There is no difference between a four-year undergraduate degree and a waste of life. Compared to this, it is better to chase your dreams... …

Yimu didn't speak.

They initially filled out the volunteers of the same university. If he still stayed in Q City, it would be another story now.

If he didn't suddenly go to play e-sports.

If he didn't come to QUQ.

If he hadn't encountered Huang...

That girl was very considerate, she didn't tell his story too clearly, and concealed the most important part, which can be regarded as covering his fig leaf, and she was still a decent person during her lifetime.

She just heard that he had returned to Q City, so she came here specially to catch up on the old days. Although she didn't mean that, she didn't expect that what was supposed to be a meal for two would turn into a dinner for nine.

"The Shaxian restaurant at the entrance of the high school is getting bigger and bigger. It's the one we used to eat in the evening self-study time. I occasionally go back to have a meal, and the taste is very good now... They rented the storefront of the stationery store next door. , twice as big as before, if you are interested, you can go back and have a look."

She briefly introduced, "After eating so many places, this one is still the most authentic stinky tofu. Hahaha, thinking you like it, I brought it here for you. Don't mind."

Yimulian shook his head: "Why would you mind?"

"Haha, I came here uninvited after all, it's great that I didn't delay your plans."

Her EQ is really high, before she left, she remembered the mess about her boyfriend, and she didn't forget to come and apologize to Huang who almost silenced the whole dinner.

"It's nothing, he just likes this game."

Huang replied insincerely, as if talking about this topic itself was a waste of time.

Yimulian didn't offer to see her off, and she didn't take the initiative to mention it. As soon as she walked out of the store, the taxi she called arrived. She got into the car with self-knowledge, and waved goodbye without showing much reluctance.

104.

Instead, it was the lowest air pressure on the way back to the hotel for eight people.

To describe it in the words of an outsider Tanuki, it is...

"We junglers have this expression every time we go to the opposite jungle to kill."

Jiu Tun was puzzled: "Don't talk nonsense, I don't think he has any expression."

Civet cat: "Are you stupid? Can he be the one who puts expressions on his face? He must be hiding his heart and killing people invisible!"

Jiu Tun: "???"

Where is the expression written on the face if the expression is not written! ?

105.

At eight o'clock in the evening, the coach came and knocked on Mulian's door.

"I'm clichéd again," the coach went straight to the balcony and lit a cigarette, "Have you ever thought that besides Shuten-douji, you are the newest member of this team, but the position of captain has been handed over to you Is it?"

Yimulian carefully closed the door to prevent the civet cats playing mobile games in the room from overhearing their conversation.

"I am the calmest?"

"Forget it. Look at you. Except for you, all the guys are as impulsive as anything. Without the command of the captain, they can't mess up."

"...Actually, Huang is still..."

"Don't mention him to me, that temper, stubborn."

The coach was furious, a sign that he had just come over after a fight with someone.

Yimulian decided to shut up. The coach had no choice but to continue: "You have to know that 'mad dog jungler' is not a compliment."

"Ah."

"When there's a downwind, it's okay to be crazy. If you go crazy casually, when you're headed against the wind, you'll end up as a stray dog... To put it bluntly, they're all too stingy. Do you know what it means to be stingy?"

Yimulian looked calm, "Go on."

"The state of our team is not very good recently. If the winning streak is broken by someone, it is inevitable that some people will be disappointed. For example, Shuten-douji, Huang has been training a new hero recently, and his mentality has exploded during training. Have you noticed?"

"It's a little irritable than before..."

"My opinion is to strengthen the linkage between Naka Ueno and Ueno, so that these two little bastards will not let themselves go when no one is watching... What are you looking at?"

"I'm 'stuck' at Google."

"..."

The coach thought that none of these five little bastards could have a good chat: "If this continues, how will we play in the playoffs?"

Yi Mu Lian received the phone, he already understood what the coach meant.

Before leaving, the coach was afraid that he didn't understand, and told him at the door of the room: "You guys have a good chat, I don't want to make things difficult for you, just make it clear, anyone with a discerning eye can see that you have a falling out with your jungler brother, You don’t hook your shoulders anymore, you can’t see chatting in the lounge tidbits, and you’re even smoking alone…”

What, is it so obvious?

The coach patted him: "Yesterday, on the gossip forum, there were people analyzing the reasons for your quarrel. There were fans who wrote a ten thousand word dog blood abuse article. Dad, I saw it, scalp numbness, myocardial infarction..."

You still read it!

No matter how big the coach's heart is, he wouldn't be able to hold onto BB at the door of the human room for a long time. After finishing what should be said, the rest was resigned to fate, stubbed out the cigarette and went back to the room.

Yimulian closed the door.

But not from the inside out.

Huang came out from the corner, his face was normal, he didn't even feel the embarrassment of being heard "bad words" by the person involved, and he took the initiative to say hello, "Do you want supper?"

No one wants to avoid anyone.

106.

The taxi stopped on a wide avenue.

Ten past ten, five or ten minutes before dawn, except for the night snack bar, the lights on the road have almost turned off.

After getting out of the car, the smell of "notorious" is wafting in front of you.

A few years have passed, but the school street here has not changed much, it still looks like this.

Yimulian suddenly wanted to laugh. He saw the wild cat crawling out of the passenger seat with his waist down. He thought that two grown men would have to sneak out for supper in the middle of the night. The destination was still such a down-to-earth place. For someone as delicate as Huang, the scene must be "cross-age".

The two of them sat in the store, their temperaments were all out of tune, Huang ordered a few snacks that didn't matter if they were full, but they were not hungry in fact, they were just looking for an excuse to chat.

He didn't start directly with the coach's words.

"This store...should be hygienic."

"..."

What he held back for a long time turned out to be this sentence, and he saw Huang's slightly squinted smile as he wished: "Just kidding, if there is a problem, I was poisoned to death five years ago."

Huang also nodded: "Well, she will never harm you."

Yimu didn't speak for a moment.

Of course he knew who Huang was referring to. Looking at it this way, he seemed to have found the reason why Huang was in a bad mood all night.

The joke can only continue, he said, "It's hard to say, she and her boyfriend are both fans of QXQ, after all, Q City's home court, if you are aggressive, you can still poison."

So Huang sneered, most likely laughing, Yimulian is rare to tell a joke, the scene still needs to be praised.

Yimulian's head stopped for two seconds.

He instinctively wanted to make sure he understood the smile. Since he was going out at night, he didn't wear contact lenses. Through the thick lenses, his focus was blurred for a moment before he got it right.

It's not that Huang laughs very rarely, it's just that he hasn't seen it for a while.

"The fried flat food at table 5, stinky tofu, fried!"

The waiter swiftly placed a few plates in the center of the square table. The aroma and smell were mixed. He was actually not very interested in the food, but the steaming heat came up and covered his face unexpectedly.The glasses were covered with white mist, he hurriedly took off the glasses, and in the blink of an eye, Huang's smile had disappeared without a trace.

Huang had a sullen face, covering his nose with his right hand, holding chopsticks in his left hand, unable to move.

The name of stinky tofu may be a joke!

Yimu looked away for a long while, and asked, "Have you trained the new hero?"

"All right."

"It's really long. The coach said this is the longest time."

"Well, the skill mechanism is quite special, and it's easy to miss the knife. In summary, in the mid-term of this hero, if you don't grab 6 and don't get first blood, you basically don't have to play, but you can use it well in the mid-term."

"Then come to the middle lane and rub my line."

"I have an idea."

Arrata's hands trembled a little, and poured a pile of cumin powder like fertilizer, "Change the thread."

I was stunned for a moment: "How to change?"

"You go to the bottom lane, let the bottom lane combination go up, Jiu Tun's middle lane resists pressure, so I can go to the middle lane to gain money."

There is a saying that Huang did not make it clear that if the mid laner goes to the bottom lane, he can still help lay down the blue buff in the jungle, not counting leaving the mid laner alone and helpless.

But Yimulian didn't realize it.

"……what."

His mind went on strike again for a while.

He picked up a piece of fried flat food and stuffed it into his mouth in a daze, but he didn't expect that the freshly baked dough was so hot that it almost burned a red spot on the tip of his tongue. It hurt like being pierced by a fine needle, and the back of his head was numb. It seemed that the needle was poisonous, extremely poisonous, but he was embarrassed to put the food he had eaten into a small plate, so he could only chew two bites in pain before swallowing it.

This is indeed the best decision. If the jungle position needs money, the double C position's economy cannot be ignored. Only the upper unit can make concessions. Huang Neng thinks this way, but he is actually thinking about his ability to maintain better development ,But……

This also means that he needs to leave the middle lane that the jungler most often passes by.

He put down his chopsticks, feeling full.

Where is the next way?

It has the least interaction with the jungler, and it is the place where the jungler least frequents.

tbc