When an Alpha is Marked by One of His Own Kind

In the group stage, DG scored six consecutive victories all the way. With the first score in the group, the top two teams in the other half of the group were randomly selected to play against each other.

Next is the knockout.

If you win, you can go straight to the quarter-finals.

Both DG's super chat and the official blog are all cheering and encouraging speeches. At the same time, WTG and BLX also entered the knockout rounds with the first and second results of the group respectively. The LPL division can be said to be singing all the way, even if everyone Going through the knockouts again and encountering infighting in the quarter-finals is also a matter of ability.

Those who have lost are not as good as others, and those who have won continue to go down with the hope of the competition.

One day before the knockout.

DG team stayed in the hotel.

Lu Zhe had just played a few ranks, and it happened to be lunch time. He got up and took a look in the direction of the kitchen. He saw someone bought a box of whole chickens. He remembered the cooking skills he hadn't used very much for a while, and suddenly picked it up with great interest. Sleeves, ready to cook chicken soup.

After washing the ingredients, Lu Zhe washed a handful of green onions, added **** and other ingredients, put water in the pot, and used the whole chicken to make a pot of soup. When the chicken is cooked, use it. Chopsticks put the chicken on the plate.

While the cooked chicken was letting cool, Lu Zhe took the original pot of soup and began to make noodles.

The noodles are bought in Chinese supermarkets. The price is not cheap. However, this expenditure is only a small head for the DG club. Manager Zhou is very considerate in taking care of the team members. If you are careful, you will find out the recent meals. Basically, there are no duplicates, and the diet is balanced. Even if it is spicy, they dare not follow the strong taste of Qian Bao Laosuo, worrying that they will be too angry and troublesome to eat abroad.

When the noodles boiled in the pot, Lu Zhe used the leftover green onion, **** and garlic, added a little millet pepper, chopped a small bowl of seasoning, and poured some cooking oil, soy sauce and a little bit of vinegar into it. Then put the bowl of seasoning into the microwave and turn.

At the same time, he put on disposable gloves and began to tear the previous plate of chicken.

Although this chicken is not as chewy and tough as some domestic domestic chickens, it is still fresh. It was not cooked too old when the soup was cooked, the skin was tender, and the meat was white. It was easily removed by Lu Zhe. The skeleton was torn off and placed on a plate.

Suddenly.

A refreshing scent came from the door.

Lu Zhe turned his head to look, and found that Shen Qiao did not know when he came out of the gaming room. He was picking up a pair of chopsticks and turning over the noodles in the pot because the noodles were thicker, so there was In the process of cooking, it is easy to stick together, and the middle part may be caught.

"Why did you come to cook all of a sudden?" Shen Qiao picked out a couple of strips and turned to look at Lu Zhe.

Others are lazy, and the recent game has been one game after another, so I only wore a thin team summer uniform with short sleeves and a winter jacket. The bottom was dark black loose trousers, only the ankle. Part is tightly tightened.

Even so, this walking clothes rack also puts the team uniforms out of a wide range of aura, like advertising for thousands of trendy brands. At first glance, the legs seem to be long. Two-meter-eight.

With the indoor heating on, there was a light sweat in the hair on the back of Shen Qiao’s neck. Now that he was smoked by the steaming heat from the kitchen soup pot, he stepped back a bit, put down his chopsticks, and looked only at Lu Zhe’s hands. Actions.

Lu Zhe smiled, did not answer his question, only asked: "Has the noodles in the pot cooked? Turn off the heat when it is cooked."

When Shen Qiao used to look for work in Internet cafes, it was not that he had not lived a life alone, but he was not very particular about food at that time. The only requirement was cooked noodles and put them next to him. After the game, the noodles have been soaked and soft, and the taste is very bad, but I never worry about being blunt.

It's even more so when you cook things yourself. Put the vegetables and ingredients in, simmer in a pot, and cook for half an hour to ensure they are cooked.

Hearing Lu Zhe’s question at this moment, he took a serious look at the white noodles churning in the pot and asked: "How long have you been cooking this?"

Lu Zhe removed the chicken leg in his hand and recalled a few seconds: "It should be seven or eight minutes."

Shen Qiaodeng was extremely sure: "I'm not cooked, it must be unripe, doesn't it take half an hour to cook this?"

Lu Zhe: "..."

Lu Zhe: "?"

Are they talking about the same pot of noodles? half an hour? How about cooking pasta?

Lu Zhe had not taken off his gloves soaked in oil and broken bits, put down the remaining half of the chicken skeleton in his hand, took two steps in the direction of the pot, glanced inwardly, looked at the chopsticks next to him, and looked at Shen Qiaoyang. Raised his chin:

"Pick one, let me see."

Shen Qiao didn’t know. So, he picked up a piece of noodles from the tumbling pot and broke the noodles with chopsticks according to Lu Zhe’s instructions. Lu Zhe saw that the noodles were not whitish but they were obviously cooked through. Qiao said helplessly: "Turn off the fire."

Shen Qiao looked at him suspiciously, and stirred the noodles in the pot with chopsticks: "Isn't it cooked?"

Lu Zhe: "If you cook this noodles again, it will be in a bad pot."

Shen Qiao remembered the yellow braised chicken that Lu Zhe made last time, and realized that the other party was better than himself in cooking, so he obeyed the authority, turned off the fire, and went to see Lu Zhe's chicken tearing project.

Feeling a heavy weight on his right shoulder, Lu Zhe didn’t look back and knew that it was Shen Qiao who looked at no one and leaned over. He smelled the strong pheromone smell from the other party, and stopped for a moment, but the curvature of the corners of his lips did not fall , Asked softly:

"you……"

Shen Qiao let out a "huh", and his exhaled breath fell on the side of his neck. It was cold and hot, sandwiching him in a lazy tone: "I'll hold it for a while."

His susceptibility period has come.

Alpha, which is usually cold, will be a little clingy at this time. Shen Qiao is already restrained. He just wants Lu Zhe to appear in his line of sight and come and hug him when there is no one.

Lu Zhe liked the way that Shen Qiao relied on him, his movements slowed down, and he turned his head with a smile and asked, "Would you like to kiss your brother?"

Shen Qiao stared at his thin lips for a long time, then looked away, and the roots of his ears were inexplicably red: "Forget it..."

Lu Zhe had already leaned in before his words fell.

The warm and soft pasted it, and blocked the voice of Shen Qiao that hadn't fallen yet.

Shen Qiao instinctively glanced at the open door of the kitchen, Lu Zhe's voice sounded softly on his lips: "I have oil in my hand, so I won't hold you. You take the initiative, and if you drag it, you will be watched. Arrived, huh?"

Shen Qiao originally missed him a little bit, but now he was whispered and flicked, but he did not hold back immediately, hugged his waist, and actively kissed the past. The cedar-flavored pheromone quietly spread out, spreading those The smell of mint, which was uncontrollable and wanted to escape the door, was suppressed, and covered it in a calm and heavy manner, like a snow that inadvertently covered the sky and the earth.

It is also a quiet comfort.

...

"What do I say is it smells so fragrant? The Marines secretly made chickens behind our backs?"

The old snail walked over, pulled the kitchen door, and looked at the scene inside. He saw Lu Zhe wearing translucent gloves, picking up a piece of chicken with tender skin, and dipping it in the already hot sauce. , Send it to Shen Qiao's mouth next to him.

At the same time, several bowls of noodles boiled in chicken broth are already in the pot, and there are one or two Shanghai greens on it.

Hearing what the old snail said, Shen Qiao turned around, the chicken in his mouth had not been swallowed, and some red lips were stained with a little oil. After watching the old snail for a second, he felt a guilty conscience inexplicably.

However, Lu Zhe was calm and relaxed. He heard Lao Snail’s words about tigers and wolfs, without raising his brows, but asked: "Your speech will determine whether you have a chance to eat this lunch."

Old snail: "!"

Old snail: "What I meant just now was that our Marines have begun to use his magical cooking skills to improve everyone's food. Father Wolf, how does this chicken taste? Is it silky smooth?"

Qian Bao and Erhua heard the movement here, and asked loudly outside: "Who cheated us and ate it!"

"I'm already hungry, let me help you try the poison, I am not afraid of hardship or tired! Leave me alone!"

After a while, the kitchen was crowded with people who wanted to serve noodles, and some wanted to stretch out the plates without washing their chopsticks. They all looked like they hadn’t eaten in 800 years, and Shen Qiao slowed down for a few seconds. , The plate is half empty.

His expression went blank for two seconds. Lu Zhe looked at him and wanted to laugh. He was about to help him fight for the right to eat meat. Suddenly, he saw Shen Qiao directly holding up the plate and walking out.

Zheng Zhizhuo lost his chopsticks, his eyes instinctively followed the direction of the plate.

I saw that the plate of chicken was getting farther and farther away from him.

Lao Wo picked up a bowl of noodles and poured the small bowl of dipping sauce from Lu Zhe into it. He stirred the noodles so fragrant and oily that people moved their index fingers. He turned around and saw this scene and shouted in time: "Hey. , Father Wolf, eating alone is a must!"

Shen Qiao didn't look back: "Noodles, yours, meat, mine."

Erhua them: "???"

After eating half of Qian Bao's noodles, I found that there was no meat, and the noodles showed a little regret.

Lao Wo asked desperately: "Why? I'll take two more bites."

Shen Qiao's voice came from outside: "I'm not convinced to find a boyfriend."

Lao Snail: "..." I was offended.

Lu Zhe shook his shoulders, pushed away the crowd, and headed towards Shen Qiao. When they came out of the kitchen, they saw Lu Zhe bow his head and take a bite of meat from Shen Qiao's chopsticks.

The teammates opened their eyes neatly: "Hey..."

...

That night.

Shen Qiao was about to fall asleep when he suddenly received a voice call.

It was from Lu Zhe.

He pulled the quilt halfway, did not lie down on the bed, and slid to connect, and heard a sentence from inside: "Going to sleep?"

Shen Qiao's throat moved.

Lu Zhe’s voice is inherently gentle. Many fans sometimes watch Lu Zhe’s live broadcast. Just by looking at that face and listening to the voice, they can feel that they are in love. Some even joked:

Just like the Marines, is there someone to watch the operation when the live broadcast is on? Just this face and this voice are already fascinating!

Nowadays, hearing Lu Zhe's voice in the middle of the night, Shen Qiao only felt that the information needs to be a little uncontrollable, and it took a long time to replied dumbly: "Yes."

Lu Zhe smiled lightly and said to him, "Go to sleep, good night."

Shen Qiao laughed: "You called me in the middle of the night just to say goodnight?"

Lu Zhe sighed.

He said: "No, during your susceptible period, I want to accompany you, but now during the game, I can't do anything, so... I can only accompany you like this."

Shen Qiao originally felt that his energy was suppressed, but now when he heard Lu Zhe's words, he felt that he suddenly thought about this person panicked.

He covered the quilt and lay down, put the phone next to the pillow, and after a while, suddenly laughed.

Lu Zhe heard his laugh and couldn't help asking, "Still still?"

Shen Qiao tucked the corner of his lips, knowing the place was invisible, so he spoke lazily, and replied in a drag tone: "It's coming."

Lu Zhe became quiet again, as if he was really only planning to accompany him to sleep on the phone.

After a while.

For some reason, Shen Qiao suddenly said: "It's good to come to DG."

When he was at BLX, he thought that he would just go down on the road of e-sports and break a world on this thorny road, but he heard the news that Lu Zhe was also coming to play professionally. He waited and waited at BLX, but waited. To the news that the other party joined DG.

Later, DG became the first team to win the LPL.

Shen Qiao felt at the time that he should never have the opportunity to go with Lu Zhe again.

As a result, he went round and round, he joined DG, and now they are only a few steps away from the glorious S trophy.

In retrospect, everything was like a dream. Those ups and downs, as well as the mood in between, are difficult to describe in words, so I can only sigh and come to DG.

Shen Qiao sighed with emotion, as if he was preparing to dissolve the hard waiting and loss of the past.

Lu Zhe understood everything.

The other end of the phone was quiet for a long time, and Lu Zhe suddenly said: "Before, Momo told me that during the time I was preparing to join BLX, you played very well."

Shen Qiao's breathing stopped subtly.

He continued uncomfortably: "Yes, it turned out that I was short-lived, and my results were not very good..."

Lu Zhe retorted with no emphasis: "I'm not talking about this."

He said: "I want to tell you that you are not waiting alone. That year, I was really going to sign a contract with BLX."

Shen Qiao's sleepiness disappeared. He opened his eyes unconsciously and looked at the ceiling in the dark room. Long after Lu Zhe's words fell, in the blank silence, Shen Qiao slowly said:

"and then?"