National Games: Start as Zhongli, teammate Hutao

Tartaglia focused all her energy on eliminating the bowl full of dishes in front of her.

(Although all of them were forcibly filled by Zhong Xia when Dada Duck tried to dissuade them.)

After all, if you spend too much time learning how to Xi chopsticks and all the dishes in the pot are simmered, then the gains outweigh the losses.

While Dada Duck was eating the bowl, he glanced at Zhong Xia.

When he saw that Zhong Xia was also savoring the dishes, Tartaglia breathed a sigh of relief.

Everything is normal, at least for now.

In the face of Zhong Xia's inadvertent but extremely lethal offensives again and again, it is unlikely that Tartaglia will let his guard down.

Especially those actions and statements that can be easily misunderstood.

Although Dada Duck knew that Mr. Zhong Xia's original intention was not like this.

But on some special occasions and under special circumstances, Zhong Xia's words and actions will always make Dada Duck feel an inexplicable blush and heartbeat.

Perhaps Mr. Zhong Xia has a special attraction.

It may be the impeccable golden ratio of tall figure, it may be the starry eyes that are gentle but calm as water at that time, or it may be ......

Thinking of this, Dada Duck quickly stopped his somewhat rambling thoughts.

In short, in order not to be frightened by the sudden face like before.

Dada duck was eating while not forgetting to pay attention to Zhong Xia's movements.

Take a look and everything is fine.

On another look, everything is still normal.

No, you can't keep staring at Mr. Zhong Xia's face.

Looking carefully, Mr. Zhong Xia did not make any misleading moves.

"Have you eaten enough?

"Well, it's pretty much there.

When Dada Duck once again pretended to glance at Zhong Xia casually, he happened to meet Zhong Xia's eyes that were as bright as stars.

At this moment, the Dada duck, who looked at each other and almost couldn't control the "counting", felt bad.

Sure enough, Zhong Xia's next sentence was.

"Now, let's finish the unfinished business.

Dada Duck felt like he was stammering.

"No, no, unfinished business. "

What kind of unfinished business is unfinished business.

Hearing Zhong Xia say this, after experiencing a memory marquee, Dada Duck could even smell the smell of burnt paste emanating from his head.

"Yes. "

Yes, yes.

"So, next.

"In order to become proficient with chopsticks, let's pick up the remaining pieces of meat in the pot." It

turned out that Zhong Xia was just using chopsticks to pick up the few remaining slices of meat in the oil pot, and Dada Duck felt a little relieved at the same time.

This time, Zhong Xia didn't make a move, just watched as Dada duck sandwiched the meat slices apart or let the meat slices slide down to the square table.

"Now there's only one last piece of meat left. "

In the face of such a poor performance, in the words of Dada Duck.

It may be because I can't eat anymore, so my dependence on chopsticks has dropped significantly, so I can't perform well.

Yes, if there is a goal such as filling your stomach, then the motivation will be higher and the performance will be better.

But now I'm afraid it won't work, well, that's it.

needs a goal, Dada Ya's explanation made Zhong Xia fall into "thinking".

(Although the real reason is that Dada Duck is a little unable to concentrate under the influence of that word and Zhong Xia's gaze throughout the whole time.)

It wasn't until Zhong Xia spoke again that Dada Duck had to cheer up.

"Then it's up to me to destroy this last piece of meat.

"But this time you'll feed me. "