Xue Minglou. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Dongpingmen and Dongpingguang separated, and they had no intention of going back to the room, wandering around the courtyard with boredom. This area is a place for the contestants to stay, and there are many participants in the Liangdu finals scattered on the road, and those people all look at him with strange eyes, obviously they have not been on the field, but they look at him whispering and talking, which makes Dongpingmen feel ridiculous, those people are obviously keeping themselves out of the matter, but they still use a breath that seems to understand to judge other people's games wantonly, and show contempt and contempt expressions.

But it's no wonder they show such expressions, the best-of-three finals, he has lost so far, the last round is just a dying struggle, even if he wins, the end is still that he loses.

Even he didn't understand what he was going to stay for the third round of the match, judging from the results, he had already lost, but unexpectedly he didn't have any emotional fluctuations, neither remorse nor unwillingness, and no determination to grit his teeth and fight again, he was very indifferent, as if all his emotions had stagnated, and the only gray tone of stiffness remained in his whole body.

"We've already lost, why are we still staying here, we can go back directly, it's a shame to stay here!" Suddenly, a familiar voice came to my ears, and it was the three assistants he had brought for this competition who were whispering in the corner in front of them.

"Before I came, the shopkeeper said that we should follow the sous chef well, and we are not allowed to make mistakes."

"The shopkeeper's is to let Dongpingmen take back a chef to fight for the restaurant's face, but now, it's good, the face is not fighting, but it's all lost!"

"It's not something we can call the shots if we lose or win, it's common for the national competition to have a powerful corner, you have also seen it, that girl is a very powerful corner, a woman who can come out of the regional competition, Qin'an Province is not a small place, it is not an easy place to deal with!"

"Just a!" Xu Shan's tone was full of disdain, "You are less generous there, and you have long been unaccustomed to Dongpingmen, right?" I really don't know what kind of soup he poured into our shopkeeper, Dongpingmen is not a great craft, I used to look at it just like that, and now I come to Liang Du even more so, was a girl won two games in a row, rushed to come, went in disgrace, want me to say that he has no ability, in the province of Fu won all by God's good luck.! This time he should know, he's just like that, he should have put his tail between his legs and behaved, don't look like others owe him money all day long, which makes people feel angry when they see it! This time he lost the game, let's see how he will explain to the shopkeeper when he goes back. Hum! ”

"Just say a few words, be kind."

"It's because of kindness that you let him ride on his neck, Lao Tzu is not you, this time he lost, look at how he goes back!"

Dongpingmen heard a normal person will feel very angry when he listens to it, although the game is lost, but the previous flattery and the failure after the fall into the stone is in stark contrast, it will always make people feel uncomfortable, this is human nature, but he did not feel uncomfortable, as if he was very accustomed to it, he was too used to being behind the scenes, and he had experienced being humiliated in public, not to mention that it was gossip behind people's backs, he didn't have any emotional fluctuations, but he felt very boring, It's really boring.

Without further listening to what the three men were talking about, he turned around and left quietly.

……

The sky has just dawned, the sleeping earth has just been awakened, the majestic city is still immersed in a thin morning mist, everything has not yet mixed with the smell of animals, everything is still pure and refreshing, the sky in the west square of the city is like a faint ink painting, the ink painting is filled with the freshness of the smelling clouds.

At this time, there was no one on the field, as if she was still sleeping, Su Miao walked into such a arena alone, sitting in a corner of the front row of the VIP seat under the stage, holding her cheeks and looking at the very high stage that was built.

She looked quietly, looked quietly, and I don't know how long it took, the familiar smell came into her nose, and when she turned around, she saw that she was wearing a sky-blue brocade robe, with a jade belt around her waist, a jade crown in her hair, and a well-dressed aftertaste, carrying a flower painting food box that was very incompatible with his dress, and was standing two steps away from her, his body exuded the aroma of bath beans mixed with stamens, it was obvious that he had just bathed, and let himself exude a fresh and refreshing breath early in the morning, and it was easy for people to forget to investigate what he had done before taking a bath.

But this morning Su Miao was not interested in finding out what he was doing last night, she was concentrating and didn't have time to care about him.

"It's so early today, it's rare that I haven't slept lazy." Aftertaste said, sitting next to her, "Early in the morning, what are you sitting here in a daze?" ”

"I'm meditating." Su Miao put her hands on her cheeks and replied.

"Do you really understand what 'meditating' means?" After saying a word, he opened the food box and placed a bowl of fragrant and sweet sugar porridge and lotus root on the long table in front of the first row of VIP seats.

The sugar porridge lotus root made from glutinous rice is thick and thick, and the grains are distinct. Brown sugar is put in the porridge, and the freshest lotus root of the season is added, when the lotus root slices are mixed into the porridge, the lotus root is light purple, the rice is light green, the two colors are intertwined, the temperature is moderate, and it is pleasing to the eye.

Su Miao took the spoon handed by the aftertaste, scooped a spoonful and put it in her mouth, the sweet but not greasy feeling tasted in the foggy early morning, as if the dull body was awakened inch by inch, becoming comfortable.

"It's still very cloudy today." After eating a small half bowl, Su Miao put his hand on the pergola and looked at the sky and said.

"Hmm." Aftertaste looked at her side face and responded with only one word.

"It's also very windy." She said.

"Hmm." He replied.

Su Miao lowered her head and glanced at him, Hui Wei still looked at her intently, and after the two looked at each other for a while, Su Miao asked:

"What are you looking at me for?"

"I want to see it." He replied with two words rather succinctly.

Su Miao: "......"

"You're going to win today, right?" After a pause, he asked lightly.

"I've won twice and the outcome of this game has been decided."

"I'd like to see you win three in a row." After a pause, he added in a shallow voice, "For you, it doesn't make sense if you can't win three in a row." ”

Su Miao raised her eyebrows flatly, stared at him for a moment, and pouted:

"You seem to have a very strange obsession with my wins and losses, and you always feel that as long as you lose, you will blow it to me."

"I'm not going to blow it to you because of this, but I don't think you're going to lose." He said lightly, although he didn't look at her, the meaning was already very clear.

Su Miao looked at him for a while, and laughed annoyedly:

"Really! Early in the morning, I feel like I'm on fire! She turned her head, stroked her hair lightly, then craned her neck, looked at the blue sky where the mist was gradually dissipating, and suddenly laughed faintly, "Liangdu is really an interesting place!" ”

Looking at her side face, she paused, curled the corners of her lips, and smiled lightly. (To be continued.) )