Seeing the exit of the Korean team, Wang Feiyu and Luo Dong couldn't help but sigh.

Seeing the elated appearance of some officials, Luo Dong, who had a gloomy face, couldn't help but say: "It's better to win than to lose." ”

Wang Feiyu looked at Nie Xiao, who had been keeping his head down after the game, and said, "Yes, I just hope that he doesn't leave a shadow in his heart." ”

Luo Dong looked at Nie Xiao on the screen and couldn't help but sigh again.

The South Korean team lost, but won the respect it deserved, and the Chinese team, if it won in such a situation, is it considered a win?

Nie Xiao already felt that she had completely lost.

Lin Dongtian was very satisfied with this ending, no matter what, he got the result he wanted. This competition will bring him nearly 800 million in income.

Although he only invested 500 million, of which 100 million was invested by Chen Xiaofeng, but because he secretly bought the Chinese team to win very little, due to the odds, Lin Dongtian would still have a pure 800 million in the account. The main thing is that this kind of underground gambling does not need to pay taxes.

There is another reason why Lin Dongtian is happy. Because of his son.

Lin Dongtian has always been proud to have such a son. Although few people know it, Redsun's name is Lin Potian. And Lin Potian is the son that Lin Dongtian has always been proud of.

Lin Dongtian went to great lengths to win this Master Match, not just to win a sum of money. A big part of the reason is also for his own son. He wants his son to be a hero.

Lin Dongtian wants his son to be the hero of the Chinese team that defeated the Korean master team for the first time. And Lin Potian did not disappoint Lin Dongtian. Defeating Jinsir is already the best proof of his strength.

The sky in Changsha seems to be forever gray, and not long after Wang Feiyu walked out of Luodong's Internet café, he made a phone call.

The phone was connected, but before Wang Feiyu could speak, the person on the other end had already said: "Do you think today's game is a little wrong?" ”

Wang Feiyu said: "Yes, if there is an accident in Honyung's body, then Nie Xiao's state is in trouble, it shouldn't be an accident." ”

The man praised on the phone and said, "Yes, your vision has always been good, Nie Xiao's state is problematic, you can see it." ”

Wang Feiyu said: "Is there someone behind the ghost?" ”

The man said: "Yes, honyung has a problem because he took the medicine that Lin Dongtian prepared for him." And Nie Xiao, also because of his favor, was asked to win Honyung by any means before the game, but seeing Honyung's hard work in the game, Nie Xiao, who has a good work ethic, will definitely be condemned by his conscience. So something went wrong with his form. ”

Wang Feiyu said: "Sure enough, it's him." ”

The man said: "Yes, it's not that he still has such great ambitions, who will have so much wealth and such a good identity, and then he will take despicable means to stir up the stars." ”

Wang Feiyu said: "You are in Shanghai, you won't stop him?" ”

The man smiled and said, "Even if I can stop him this time, can I still stare at him all day?" There are so many competitions in the domestic star arena, and it is estimated that he has manipulated a lot behind his back. ”

Wang Feiyu said: "You just watched him make a good star altar into a miasma?" ”

The man smiled and said, "It's not that I don't want to, but it's not time yet, at this time, I can only hurt his vitality at most, not at all." ”

Wang Feiyu sighed and stopped talking.

The man said, "You know, I'm just waiting for someone, and that person hasn't recovered yet." ”

Wang Feiyu closed her phone and looked at the gray sky. There are many pure things in this world that should not be defiled, but why do some people always have to defile these things that should not be defiled for the sake of some personal desires?

When Wang Feiyu returned to the dormitory in anger, he saw Tian Lei and their happy looks.

Wang Feiyu was suddenly stunned, perhaps, people like them who don't know anything, only know how to enjoy interstellar fun, will be truly happy.

Tian Lei: They are happy because their country has won a long-awaited match, and their team has also won today's game.

Wang Feiyu couldn't help but move when she saw their happy appearance.

Have you been wrong all along?

When Wang Feiyu was confused, his mobile phone vibrated again. Wang Feiyu opened it and saw that it was Zhang Yu's text message.

"If you have time tonight, let's go out for dinner together, I'll wait for you at the porridge shop in Xiyuan at six o'clock."

As soon as Wang Feiyu saw this text message, she remembered Zhang Yu's faint eyes, the girl who was like a white flower blooming in the shadows. Wang Feiyu felt a pain in his heart for no reason, he knew that he couldn't refuse.

The night has an all-encompassing charm. The night in Changsha is even more so, under the deep shadow of the trees, some people are laughing loudly, and some people are crying quietly.

The night in Changsha is different from the night in other cities, if the night in Shanghai is prosperous, the night in Chengdu is enjoyment, the night in Shenzhen is in a hurry, and the night in Wuxi is as gentle as water, then the night in Changsha is tolerance.

When night comes, everything is hidden in the night. Filthy and pure, all surrounded by a night as thick as water.

Xiyuan is a very old street, but such a street is always bustling at night. During the day, you can see piles of garbage on the streets outside here, black oil and water flowing everywhere. But at night, all you can see is groups of students, couples holding hands, and countless stalls with enticing aromas.

The night can always accommodate something you don't want to see.

The reason why the West Garden shines in the night is that there are all kinds of places to play, although these places are the lowest entertainment places in the eyes of those successful people, but it is already a paradise for students.

The business of those shops in Xiyuan is very hot, but Zhang Yuxuan's porridge shop is definitely an accident.

When Wang Feiyu walked into this porridge shop, there were only two or three customers in this shop, except for Zhang Yu, and there were seven or eight empty tables.

Zhang Yu sat there quietly waiting for him, although the two of them had only formally met once, Wang Feiyu felt that she had met her countless times.

She seemed to have been sitting there waiting for him, quietly, but Wang Feiyu suddenly had an illusion, as if she had been there all along, as if she had been waiting for many centuries. Wang Feiyu has not seen such a quiet and plain girl for a long time.

Zhang Yu's long hair fell casually, scattered on the cotton white shirt, and the gray long skirt still gently stroked Zhang Yu's calves.

When Wang Feiyu walked in, Zhang Yu was casually looking at a newspaper, and it seemed that the rest of the people and the outside world had nothing to do with her.

Wang Feiyu has not seen such a quiet and plain girl for a long time. Zhang Yu is not the kind of girl who is full of radiance, but she sits there, like a fragrant flower, and no one can't help but want to watch quietly.

When Zhang Yu saw Wang Feiyu walk in, he only smiled slightly. It's like the two of them have seen each other countless times.

The porridge shop is opened by Cantonese people, so although there are dozens of kinds of porridge alone, and each pastry is very exquisite, and the porridge shop is also very elegantly decorated, but the business is not very good.

The reason is very simple, in a place where the vast majority of Hunan people who like spicy and heavy flavors gather, opening a light porridge shop will definitely not be too good. Just like Liu Hui in Wang Feiyu's dormitory, he would rather eat a bowl of rice noodles full of chili oil than drink a bowl of wine-stuffed balls with sugar and eggs.

Therefore, most of the customers in this store are students from the Liangguang area, and there are students from Jiangsu and Zhejiang like Zhang Yu and Wang Feiyu.

The things ordered by Wang Feiyu and Zhang Yu are very simple, and the pastries they order are different. Wang Feiyu asked for a fried dumpling, but Zhang Yu asked for a pineapple cake, but the two of them unexpectedly ordered the same porridge, osmanthus millet porridge.

When the two servings of porridge were served, there was a faint aroma in the shop.

Wang Feiyu's hometown also has a lot of osmanthus flowers, and whenever the osmanthus flowers bloom, there will be a faint fragrance everywhere.

Zhang Yu looked at Wang Feiyu's thoughtful expression and said, "I didn't expect that there are so many osmanthus flowers in Changsha." ”

Both of them had something in their hearts, and they didn't know what to say for a while.

"Eat it quickly, this porridge won't taste good when it's cold." It was the kind proprietress who spoke.

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