Lin Qiuran was also a little irritable because of the true feelings with Zhao Qichen.

She didn't know if she was doing the right thing, and she didn't know what she was suppressing.

After taking a shower and her hair was only half dry, she walked out of the living room and onto the balcony barefoot.

The breeze on her skin made her feel a little relaxed, and before she knew it, she fell asleep.

So much so that later she seemed to be picked up, and she seemed to have been bitten again, and she didn't wake up...

After a dreamless sleep for a long time, Lin Qiuran straightened up from the bed and stretched his waist.

Then I felt strange in hindsight.

I obviously slept on the balcony last night, why did I wake up and go back to my bedroom? Did he sleepwalk back to his room?

Also, what's the deal with the pain on my lips?

Tilting her head suspiciously, all she could think of was Zhao Qichen.

packed up and went downstairs, and saw Zhao Qichen with an expression that he hadn't woken up, and he still had a toothbrush in his mouth.

Walking forward, Lin Qiuran said lightly:

"Did you send me back to my room last night?"

Zhao Qichen's mechanical brushing action did not stop, and after a meal, he rinsed his mouth and throat gently.

"Don't wear that next time."

After speaking, he passed by Lin Qiuran without the slightest pause.

Lin Qiuran raised his eyebrows, not knowing what he meant.

But when he said this, he basically defaulted to the fact that he was the one who sent him back to the room.

That his own lip, he also bit it.

The next day, Lin Qiuran wanted to come forward to confront him several times, but was interrupted by his lukewarm attitude.

Even the trio, who were reactivated at dinner, noticed the strangeness of their emotions.

"What's the matter, this is the study, and the contradiction comes out?"

Chubby didn't have the slightest eyesight to see it and broke it directly.

The already awkward atmosphere is now even more eerie.

The horse monkey couldn't help but step on the chubby kick under the dinner table.

"Rice can't stop your mouth..."

Lin Qiuran also knew that the atmosphere was very awkward now, so he could only pull the corners of his mouth even more embarrassed.

Zhao Qichen didn't seem to hear the conversation of several people, threw his rice bowl into the kitchen sink after eating, and walked back to his bedroom past the dining table with an expressionless face.

"Sister Ran Ran, you and the captain... What's going on? ”

As soon as Zhao Qichen left, the horse monkey couldn't help but ask.

The old wolf and the little fat were both nodding in agreement, looking at themselves with an inquiring expression.

Lin Qiuran shook her head, even she didn't know why.

"Am I doing something wrong?"

Lin Qiuran shrugged his shoulders, a little helpless.

"Sister Ran Ran, don't worry, the boss will definitely never be able to catch up with you, and you will be disheartened... I'm sorry we didn't educate him well and caused you trouble..."

Xiaopang apologized to Lin Qiuran seriously, and began to say crazy when he saw the opportunity.

Lin Qiuran didn't speak, but also gently put down the chopsticks, told the trio a few words, and went back to the bedroom absentmindedly.

The trio looked at each other, all confused by their behavior.

Yesterday, their captain was still full of expressions at the dinner table, worried about whether he had made Lin Qiuran angry.

In just one night, what exactly happened can turn the plot completely upside down.

The horse monkey groaned slightly, and was a little attentive.

Lin Qiuran returned to the room and sat on the dresser in a daze at the mirror in front of him.

There is still a little bit of green daisy under my nose, although I slept sweetly last night, but it was still too short after all.

There was no time to be distracted, so she changed into a smart outfit and walked to the study with the materials in her arms.

About a month and a half later, there will be a medium-sized chicken event in China, although it is not an official competition, but the attention and topic are relatively high.

The most important thing is that another team with a lot of attention, Mars, also signed up for this competition.

However, at this level of competition, Mars should only send the academy students in his club, and will not be a complete team force.

But what SOD needs most now is attention, so it doesn't care what Mars's lineup is.

Lin Qiuran's idea is that SOD must win the championship in this game and win the topic to regain a strong enough sponsorship force.

In today's e-sports circle, how many people are waiting to see SOD's jokes, and whether they can break the SOD "epiphany theory" for the first time depends on this turnaround.

After submitting the team registration materials, and then uploading the basic information of the team members separately, Lin Qiuran's eyes under the frame were focused and firm.

It's not bad, at least you can find a direction to work on.

Taking off his glasses, Lin Qiuran rubbed his somewhat sour eyes.

Thinking of Zhao Qichen next door, who suddenly changed his face for some reason, Lin Qiuran felt helpless in his heart.

If you want the team to produce results, you must not affect his mood at this juncture.

She also has to go into battle in person to find out what happened to this big Buddha.

"Wow..."

Zhao Qichen was listening to music with headphones plugged in in the room, his brain was empty, his eyes were closed, and suddenly there was a knock on the door.

Taking off a headset, Zhao Qichen walked up and opened the door gently.

Lin Qiuran held a stack of materials, smiled and whispered:

"Can I go in?"

Zhao Qichen was suspicious, he didn't know what Lin Qiuran was looking for at him at this time, but he couldn't find a reason to refuse, so he let her in.

Lin Qiuran glanced around, the design of each bedroom in the apartment was thought about by her, she originally thought that the room would be a little messy, but when she really walked in, it was surprisingly tidy.

"Is there anything wrong with you?"

Zhao Qichen deliberately changed his tone to the most rusty, standing in place and asking Lin Qiuran.

"There are two things to say, you hand me a bench."

So, the two sat side by side in a very strange position.

Lin Qiuran put the event registration form and precautions for the competition that he had just printed in his hand in front of Zhao Qichen.

"It's a domestic tournament in the near future, and I think you should know that I've already signed you up. So for the rest of the time, you're going to have to help the players train systematically – this is the information I found for you on the other teams that participated in this game, and this time, you can't afford to fail. ”

"That's all?"

Zhao Qichen was obviously absent-minded in listening, and looking at the information in front of him, he couldn't calm down.

He really wasn't like that before, no matter how emotional he was, as long as he mentioned the game, he could immediately leave everything behind.

But now, he couldn't do it, he watched Lin Qiuran sitting in front of him casually, talking to him seriously, and his heart was restless.