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

Chapter 51

From this worried greeting, the barrage focused entirely on Xia Lang.

It wasn't easy to win the match against K. Although Xia Lang tried his best to cover it up, there was a moment in the middle where he had a solemn expression, obviously encountering a difficult situation.

In the arena, Yao frowns are rare, and after the game, he deliberately put his hands in his trouser pockets, which further deepened the fans' suspicion.

At that time, as soon as the microblog spread in the offline fan group at the scene, most of the people knew that he might have injured his hand.

"Is Yaoyao injured in his hand, go to the hospital quickly, don't delay."

"How can a good hand get hurt, is it serious?"

"I'm so worried, Yaoshen must be fine."

Xia Lang chose the hero, shook his hand in front of the camera, cleared his throat, "There is no major problem for now, I will definitely go to the doctor after the game is over, then you all have to be good, and focus on watching me carry."

His reassurance helped somewhat, the fans no longer struggled with his hands, and concentrated on swiping gifts and barrage.

Shi Lian had just finished a game, and was holding the drink Xia Lang poured for him, when he suddenly saw a row of advice from his girlfriend fans on the screen.

Lianyan, please take good care of Yaoshen, and give you a big plane.

Swiping the plane is a real swiping, and after a while, there will be a row of planes passing by high in the sky, making it like a drill.

Shi Lian turned her head and kicked the culprit's stool, "Why don't I accompany you to the hospital and ask the doctor to give you a report."

Xia Lang took a moment to glance at her, like coaxing a cat: "Don't make trouble, we will be together when this game is over."

Shi Lian paused as he was about to start the next game, urging Xia Lang to hurry up.

Xia Lang quickly drove the rhythm, and played a tailwind with his own strength. In less than 3 minutes, he pushed the opponent's crystal.

"This is too pampering. In the past, the live broadcast was like the old man walking a bird. Just because of one sentence, I wanted to fly. I seem to smell the sour smell of love."

"Is this the legendary boyfriend power? He's so handsome that his legs are weak."

The barrage was very joyful. Shi Lian and Xia Lang started a double row, not leaving any way for the opponent to survive. It seemed that they cooperated thousands of times and seamlessly connected. The opponent only dared to fight under their own tower, not even in the wild Go take a look, for fear of being seconded.

Until noon, the live broadcast ended.

The fans were still yelling that they hadn't seen enough, but Shi Lian's stomach was yelling that he couldn't stand it, so he threw down his phone and ran downstairs to find Bai Zhan.

Bai Zhan was not there, according to Zuo Zong, he was called home to go on a blind date.

Manager Bai is a serious old leftover man, graduated from a prestigious school, young and promising, with a natural vision that ordinary people can't see.

The first blind date has children, and he is still a bachelor. The old man in the family can't help being anxious, and arranges a blind date for three days or two days. Bai Zhan is so annoying that he pushes it away. Although Zhan knew it was a fake, he had no choice but to drive back regardless of his mother's life and death.

Shi Lian listened happily for a while, and then thought of a practical problem.

"Then what shall we do for lunch?"

Zuo Zong rolled up his sleeves, exposing his hairy arms, and smiled: "I'm still here, I can't leave you two hungry and waiting."

After he finished speaking, he got up and went to the kitchen.

Shi Lian was bored watching the live broadcast of the game on the computer, Xia Lang didn't know what he was doing upstairs, and it took a while before he came down.

With the wallet in his hand, he walked over and called Shi Lian: "We went out to eat, and we just settled on the grilled fish restaurant you've been clamoring for. Where are Brother Bai and the coach?"

When Shi Lian heard him talking about grilled fish, he couldn't help but salivate, but thinking of Zuo Zong's eagerness to fight, he swallowed let's go.

She pointed in the direction of the kitchen: "The coach is cooking in there, and Bai Zhan went home for a blind date."

For a moment, Xia Lang didn't know where to focus his attention. He digested for a while, and finally chose to look at the kitchen. Zuo Zong was wearing an apron, and he was chopping a piece of potato like killing an enemy.

Not long after the potatoes were chopped into a pile of irregular residues, Xia Lang couldn't help but twitch his mouth, it would be a hell of a person with such sharp knife skills if he could cook well.

He walked to the kitchen, carefully avoiding Zuo Zong's knife-wielding trajectory, to avoid being sprinkled with potato scum, and knocked on the basin next to him with chopsticks to wake up Zuo Zong, who was obsessed with knife skills and couldn't help himself.

"Coach, don't do it, let's go out to eat, I have already ordered."

Zuo Zong waved his hands, showing unprecedented enthusiasm, "Don't, the things outside are not very clean. I'm going to eat big plate chicken at noon today. You just sit and wait, and it will be ready in a while."

It was the first time that Xia Lang saw this kind of eager expression on Zuo Zong's face. This man, who will be middle-aged in a few years, seems to be a few years younger because of this lively expression.

Xia Lang stared at Zuo Zong's face full of interest, dropped his chopsticks, endured the hunger with Shi Lian, and waited for Zuo Zong's big plate chicken with a gloomy expression.

The wait lasted for two hours. During this time, Shi Lian couldn't bear it anymore. He drank two bottles of drinks, ran back and forth to the toilet three times, and finally couldn't stand it any longer. He threw down the computer, lay on his back on the sofa, and fell asleep.

The reserved table was canceled long ago because they hadn't arrived for a long time, Xia Lang covered Shi Lian with a blanket, and couldn't help but go to the kitchen for the first time for countless times.

Zuo Zong was taking a large plate of chicken out of the pot. Xia Lang originally thought that he would wait for a plate of black charcoal, but he didn't expect the color and aroma to be very good. Zuo Zong even made noodles with noodles to match.

Xia Lang picked up a piece and tasted it, and it tasted miraculously good.

Zuo Zong looked outside, "Where's Shi Lian?"

Xia Lang picked up the plate and walked out, "She's dying of hunger."

Shi Lian was awakened by the scent. In fact, like Xia Lang, she was very suspicious of Zuo Zong's cooking skills, but she didn't expect this rough man to cook very well, almost on par with Bai Zhan.

The small training base is actually Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, and there are so many masters.

Shi Lian was really hungry, so he ate a meal, and finally burped, with a long aftertaste.

It was the first time Zuo Zong saw someone giving face like this, so happy, he went to the kitchen to make dessert after dinner.

I don't know how he made such a delicious thing with limited ingredients, anyway, Shi Lian's stomach was conquered.

Xia Lang was quite calm, and while Shi Lian volunteered to finish the cooking, he asked Zuo Zong how he got his divine cooking skills.

Zuo Zong lit an after-dinner cigarette, showing a vicissitudes of life smile that only belongs to adults.

"If I don't play games, I have to go home and inherit billions of dollars. My father is Zuo Xcheng."

The air was quiet for a minute. Xia Lang patted Zuo Zong on the shoulder and stood up, "Uncle, it's okay for people to have ambitions. I'm optimistic about you."

Zuo Zong dusted off the cigarette ash, and couldn't hide the melancholy in his eyes. Hey, the old man called again yesterday. His youngest son came out of the closet and went abroad to marry with a wild man. Now he is the only heir, hundreds of hotels , what a hot potato.

(End of this chapter)