This foreign aid is ridiculously strong

Chapter 1853

After the awards ceremony, the KT team returned to the waiting room.

There was constant laughter and noise. I was embarrassed on stage just now, but when I returned to the lounge, all the fools completely let themselves go.

Some people show off their singing voices, some imitate chimpanzees, some take out their mobile phones to send INS, and some people are concerned about whether the T1 truck is dispatched...

Lin Cheng changed his team uniform and signed his ID on the team uniform and commemorative T-shirt in front of the camera.

According to the agreement, the team uniform and the championship T-shirt he wore today will be used as a fan prize for naming the Orange Cat family.

"However, Miss Sheng Xi."

Lin Cheng suddenly thought of something in the middle of signing, "The names of Mia, Juya and the congressman come from three fans, and there are only two team uniforms and commemorative T-shirts in total? Not enough points?"

Chi Shengxi blinked, and looked down at his lower body, "Why don't you take off your pants too?"

"???"

Lin Cheng's legs were clamped tightly, his expression shocked.

"Ha ha!"

Chi Shengxi smiled and clapped his hands, "You're kidding! Isn't there a commemorative cap? Don't forget to sign on the cap too."

"Oh."

Lin Cheng glanced at Chi Shengxi with a slight resentment.

Chi Shengxi put the hat on his head smoothly, and pressed down the brim of the hat to block Lin Cheng's small resentful eyes.

"Stop dawdling, sign quickly!"

"understood."

Lin Cheng immersed himself in his work.

After the game, there were media interviews, probably because of the spring breeze. Lin Cheng came up and asked the reporters at the scene if they had received coffee, and then the chatter was flying everywhere.

In particular, the reporter was deliberately fishing, and Lin Cheng directly attacked Xiao Lu Bu's wild words before the game.

"I'll let Deft know who is the better ADC."

"KT is very suitable for the runner-up, I want to pick up more championships than Bang-senpai."

"My career is like a TV series for ADC trainees or second-team players. There will be many players who respect me in the next generation."

"I will win the championship this year, and I will continue to win the championship next year."

"We're gonna ride shit on KT."

"No one's Delevingne is better than me. I want to be the number one ADC in history."

"Compared to Bang, Teddy, and Ruler, my EZ is not inferior, including Deft."

These are all swear words uttered by little Lu Bu himself, quite explosive, and any sentence on other players is enough to be liquidated until the end of their careers.

However, Xiao Lu Bu's public opinion environment is good, every time he gets slapped and swollen in the face, except for KT fans, not many people attack him.

Probably because he was violently killed every time he finished speaking, and the audience regarded him as a fun guy.

Just like the elder brother, few people really take their coquettish remarks seriously.

But Lin Cheng explained what it meant to be retribution.

This guy searched out the original interview with Lu Bu on the spot with his mobile phone, and started to slap and taunt on the spot one by one while pausing. His teammates and reporters on the scene were all crazy.

After finishing the media interview, Lin Cheng met Han Shuyan at the corner of the square outside the stadium after bidding farewell to his teammates.

Since the game ended quickly, it was only after five o'clock in the afternoon.

"Sister Shuyan, did you see my Irelia today? Isn't she handsome? Did you cheer for me?"

Han Shuyan pretended not to see Lin Cheng's embarrassment.

Lin Cheng leaned into her ear, "Hey! Compliment me! I use Sister Shuyan's black silk skin. Compliment me quickly!"

She finally couldn't help laughing.

"I know! I know you are very powerful."

Lin Cheng squeezed his eyes, "Sister Shuyan, do you want to think about role-playing again?"

Han Shuyan didn't speak, she took Lin Cheng's hand and walked forward.

"Sister Shuyan?"

"Han Shuyan Xi!"

"Dear Han Shuyan."

"My dear eldest wife."

Being led away by his girlfriend, Lin Cheng shamelessly yelled at the side all the time.

Han Shuyan had no choice but to stop.

He raised his hand to pinch Lin Cheng's cheek, and tugged.

"Ah! Do you really want to see my sister do that kind of strange performance?"

"Of course!"

Seeing that there was a show, Lin Cheng nodded quickly, "And it's not surprising, Sister Shuyan's cosplay must be very good."

Han Shuyan gave him a blank look.

Facing Lin Cheng's expectant eyes, she lowered her head slightly shyly, and stroked her long hair hanging by her ears.

"Then... sister will show you next time."

"Ah~~~ Do you have to wait for the next time?"

Lin Cheng was a little disappointed.

Han Shuyan exerted a little force and squeezed his face into a ball on purpose, "My sister still needs to prepare clothes!"

"That's right...then it's done."

Han Shuyan ignored him, turned around and walked along the stone road by herself.

Lin Cheng hurriedly followed happily.

"Sister Shuyan, what shall we have for dinner?"

"Eat dirt!"

"???"

Today is Saturday. In Korean and Japanese, it is Soil Day. Netizens ridiculed the day when people in social animals eat dirt.

Of course, what Han Shuyan said about eating dirt was a joke.

The two left the gymnasium and strolled casually on the street for a while.

To the west of the gymnasium is the KT Commercial Plaza, where there are many restaurants.

"Charcoal-grilled ribs? Barbecue? What do you want to eat?"

"Sister Shuyan recommends one."

"Although my sister is from Ulsan, she rarely comes here, so I can't recommend it to you."

"Then~~~ let's try this?"

Lin Cheng casually pointed to an Indian restaurant.

Purely out of curiosity.

Han Shuyan had no objection, and walked into the Indian restaurant with Lin Cheng.

Apart from curry, this should be the first time in Lin Cheng's life to eat Indian food formally, and if nothing else, it should be the last time in this life.

After struggling for a long time to communicate with the boss who speaks strong curry-flavored Korean, the two finally ordered a good dish.

The pre-dinner snack is a flour-fried dish similar to Sanzi, and the store also comes with three kinds of sauces.

One is pure green, one is red, and one is yellow.

The sauce is thicker, and the yellow one is really hard to describe.

Lin Cheng sniffed the green sauce dish, and a very pungent smell hit his forehead.

What evil miso?
Tentatively, Lin Cheng took a bite of fried food dipped in sauce, and it was hard for Lin Cheng to describe the taste.

Not bad, but not acceptable.

Anyway, the color and fragrance seem to be not sticky at all.

After the main course was served, it became normal, at least it looked ok on the outside, except for one or two curries that were made into a paste, the pancake was pancake chicken was chicken.

There is one thing to say, the taste of Indian food is really not bad.

In particular, the soft cake dipped in beef curry paste is delicious.

After all, with so many spices, Indian food has a high limit, at least in terms of taste.

But they always like to break through the lower limit in appearance.

It's outrageous that the green salad can be turned into a semi-sticky shape.

The curry puffs dipped in red sauce tasted okay, but Lin Cheng also dipped curry puffs in yellow sauce, but he couldn't eat it anyway.

The yellow sauce was watery, like excrement from indigestion.

Don't think too much about this thing, if you think too much, you will lose your appetite.

"Sister Shuyan, I don't want to pay for this meal."

"It's you who wants Indian food."

Han Shuyan wanted to laugh when she saw Lin Cheng holding the curry samosa with an uncomfortable expression on his face.

"Be good! Don't think about it, just eat curry."

Having said that, Lin Cheng still couldn't pass the test in his heart.

Even if it's the dark dishes cooked up by the little wife, at least it won't make Lin Cheng feel sick at first sight.

Taking advantage of Han Shuyan's inattention, Lin Cheng shook the banknote in his hand in the direction of the boss, and then pressed the banknote under the plate while the boss was watching.

"Sister Shuyan, are you ready?"

"what?"

"1, 2, 3, run!"

After speaking, Lin Cheng grabbed Han Shuyan's hand and ran away.

(End of this chapter)