"You say, Lin Qiuran, this woman is not angry with me."

Zhao Qichen touched his chin and decided to ask these three difficult brothers about it.

"Of course, you're not talking nonsense Woo Woo Woo-" Before Chubby's words could be finished, the horse monkey immediately stepped forward and covered his mouth.

The horse monkey blinked flatteringly, and said to Zhao Qichen with a grin:

"Captain, don't listen to this dead fat man's nonsense, how can Sister Ran Ran be angry with you, you must have misunderstood, if you don't believe it, it's better for you to take a look immediately, Sister Ran Ran will definitely help you serve a bowl in addition to serving the three of us, which proves that she is definitely not angry with you."

Zhao Qichen listened to the words of the horse monkey with a thoughtful expression.

"There's a point in what you're saying."

Dropping this sentence, Zhao Qichen turned around coolly.

The horse monkey breathed a sigh of relief and relaxed his hand covering the little chubby's mouth.

"You are a hybrid species of horses and monkeys, why don't you let me finish speaking, Sister Ran Ran is obviously angry, okay! As long as you are not blind, you can see it! ”

"Yes, the horse monkey, the manager is really angry, yes..."The old wolf also looked at the horse monkey in confusion.

"Are you lying about it, what if the captain gets angry because of your words, and wants to punish us for brushing KDA all night tonight? It's still the kind that doesn't stop until 7..."

As soon as the horse monkey said this, the two people standing next to him reacted as if they had just woken up from a big dream.

"Hehe, you're right, it's good that you're smarter, otherwise we'd be miserable." The old wolf immediately smirked aside.

Chubby's originally angry thoughts calmed down as he recalled the painful memories he had had before.

KDA, which stands for KILL DEATH ASSIST, is a data reference for most competitive games.

The game of eating chicken is not a support rate, so the horse monkey is not particularly accurate, to be precise, it should be abbreviated as KD.

KD calculation is roughly the total number of kills divided by the number of rounds played, for example, KD is 2 for 200 people in 100 rounds, KD is 1.5 for 150 people, and so on.

So what is the concept of KD reaching 7?

700 people will be killed in 100 rounds, and the average number will be 7 people per game.

This number doesn't seem to be surprising, isn't it 7 people, it's not painful.

But what you need to know is that if you kill more than seven people in each round, it's basically a gun.

Just shooting, that is, punching and rushing, not being obscene, but also having real damage.

If it's just a hard rush and goes up and shoots at the air, it's not called a gun, it's called a stunned head.

So basically, there is such a saying, KD7 and above, either super powerful professional players, or fairy casting (open hanging).

After playing two games like this, it will be exhausting.

Xiaopang didn't dare to think further, and trembled a little, struggling to the point of obscurity:

"Then don't cover my mouth, how uncomfortable..."

The horse monkey leaned under the fat nose with the palm he had just covered with chubby, with a face full of disgust:

"You smell it yourself, do you think I want to cover your mouth? You're going to suffer alone, but don't drag us into the water together..."

Finally, Chubby made a zipper motion to his mouth, and finally closed his mouth quietly.

"It's time to eat, and the main dish tonight is stewed chicken with shiitake mushrooms. Hurry up and eat and hurry to training. ”

Lin Qiuran had thick gloves on his hands and arrived at the table with a steaming small stone pot.

Seeing this, Zhao Qichen immediately pushed the anti-scald mat on the table forward.

Lin Qiuran was surprised in his heart, he didn't expect Zhao Qichen to do such a detailed thing, and glanced in his direction.

I saw Zhao Qichen sitting upright on the bench, with an expression of a kindergarten child waiting for the teacher to send a little red flower.

Half of the resentment that had accumulated for a day suddenly dissipated, Lin Qiuran remained silent on the surface, and the corners of his mouth secretly rose a degree in his heart.

When several people heard the sound, they all gathered near the table.

Xiaopang couldn't resist the temptation, stretched out his head to his nose and sniffed, and saliva flowed out in an instant.

Swallowing the saliva in his mouth a little funny, Chubby couldn't help but praise:

"Sister Ran Ran, isn't your cooking skill a little too good, if anyone marries you home, he must have saved the world in his last life!"

praised Lin Qiuran's body, and Zhao Qichen's heart was happy.

-How's that, this is my capable daughter-in-law, you can't envy it~

"That's it, I don't know, I think it's not the team manager we invited, it's the cooking aunt!" The old wolf also chimed in.

"How do you speak, even if it's cooking, it's a beautiful young lady who cooks, what an aunt, it's really a straight man of steel, no wonder I'm still single..."

-How's that, this is my beautiful and beautiful daughter-in-law, you can't envy it~

"Phew, it's like you're not single." The old wolf retorted.

-What's the matter, this is the daughter-in-law who ended my single life, you can't envy it~

Zhao Qichen was about to be praised by this group of people, although none of them said anything about him directly.

Lin Qiuran was also amused by the poor mouth of this group of people, in fact, this stewed chicken with mushrooms is only the only big dish that he can take out his hands on, although he doesn't want to admit it, but I have to say that it is still mixed with some petty selfishness.

Chicken soup is nutritious, these children eat some non-nutritious instant noodles and takeout on weekdays, thinking to themselves, this chicken soup can give them nutrients, by the way......

By the way, it can also help Zhao Qichen's injury a little.

"Don't be poor, sit down, I'll serve you dinner."

To tell the truth, even Lin Qiuran herself felt that she had changed from a capable female manager to a hard-working aunt who cooked rice.

When Zhao Qichen heard this, he waited expectantly, wanting to refer to the horse monkey's statement to see if Lin Qiuran was angry with him.

Of course, Lin Qiuran didn't know the little Jiujiu in Zhao Qichen's heart, but according to his usual habits, he gave a bowl to the four people at the table and himself.

Zhao Qichen was silent, his eyes looked directly at the number of bowls full of rice next to the rice cooker.

One bowl, two bowls, three bowls... Just as Zhao Qichen continued to look down, Lin Qiuran threw the rice spoon into the pot with a "bang".

Zhao Qichen's face sank, and he endured it without having a seizure.

In fact, Lin Qiuran just decided to hold five bowls of rice himself, who would have thought that Zhao Qichen would make up so many illusory plots.

Placing the three bowls of rice on the table, Lin Qiuran handed them to the little fat old wolf and the horse monkey in order.

It can be seen that Zhao Qichen's face is a degree darker.