God, don't steal my buff

Chapter 82 Is this going to kill them?

In the next room, Lin Chaoyang opened the door with the spare room card. Everyone was still playing games with their mobile phones. Yu Hui had been standing behind Cheng Zheng to watch him hit the road, and kept telling him what the problem was.

Fang Xiang reached for his coffee, yawned and played the game while turning his head to talk to Lu Yanting.

Everyone is saying that they are playing with things and losing their ambitions, but the efforts of these teenagers have been classified as not doing their jobs properly.

Obviously, they are not necessarily more leisurely than when they write code by themselves.

But she developed a software, she is a great girl, she is a great school master, they won the championship, no one dares to make a big publicity, this is the gap.

Obviously, developing the software is her own effort, and there is no need to worry about too many things. Obviously, they need to play well on their own, cooperate well with teammates, and have enough mental endurance to deal with the tension during the game.

But there are so few people who care.

Sunset has to see the big picture and keep pointing out the problems for all of them.

Lin Chaoyang took a deep breath, turned and left.

Yu Hui glanced back at the closed door, but still turned back to continue training with them.

An hour later, the door was opened again, "Take a break, I bought you a supper." Lin Chaoyang went in with a supper bag in his arms.

Yu Hui hurriedly turned around and took the bag, "Why didn't you call me when you went shopping?"

"Are you busy? There is a security guard downstairs. I asked him to come with me." Lin Chaoyang said, replacing the coffee they had with milk tea, "I also bought cakes and fried chicken for you."

"Ah——Life with a young lady is good." Cheng Zheng exclaimed, stretched himself, took a sip of a cup of milk tea, and went to eat fried chicken again, "Fried chicken is my favorite."

Lin Chaoyang watched them grab the cake and fried chicken, Yu Hui looked back at Lin Chaoyang, "Where's mine?"

Lin Chaoyang reached out his hand and took out a thermos cup from his back pocket, and handed it to him with his head raised, "Langmaoling, I brewed it for you just now, it's ready to drink."

Yu Hui looked down at the thermos cup in her hand, and the corners of her lips curled up with warmth.

"Uh--"

A few people are in a state of vomiting. Is this going to kill them?

They just want to eat fried chicken, not dog food, okay?
Lin Chaoyang directly made faces at them, and then looked at Yu Hui: "Are you guys going to be late?"

"It's almost there, I'm going to rest after two rounds." Yu Hui lowered his eyes and glanced at the time, it was already one o'clock in the morning.

For the next time, Yu Hui kept holding the thermos, and everyone's spirits improved a bit.

Lin Chaoyang stood beside Cheng Zheng and watched him fight with Miyamoto Musashi. They still cooperated the same way, but this time they changed positions, and everyone's cooperation was still there.

"The most powerful thing about Miyamoto Musashi is to lock the opponent. Cheng Zheng, don't be too eager at this time, make sure to lock it completely." Yu Hui stretched out his hand and patted him on the shoulder, "Tomorrow is mainly to defend, don't rush to the next lane."

Lin Chaoyang glanced at the time again and asked Yu Hui to watch.

"Okay, it's getting late, take a good rest." Yu Hui said, signaling that everyone can go to rest, "Bai Yu, put away their mobile phones, and go back to have a good rest at night."

Bai Yu nodded, put away everyone's mobile phones, "Go to sleep, I will wake you up tomorrow morning."

(End of this chapter)