Self-inflicted

"I'm going to buy something to eat." Youqin didn't dare to face Cen Nan, so he quickly changed the topic.

Hao Hao nodded: "Go, go, go!" He took out a voucher of 1000 and handed it to Youqin, "Take what you want to eat." โ€

"No, no, I brought the money." Youqin hurriedly waved his hand and refused.

"You're welcome, Cen Nan bought a 5,000 coupon, and it's a waste if you don't eat it! Things here are quite expensive, and you have a hard time spending as a student. Xun Hao couldn't resist and stuffed it into Youqin's hand.

Forehead ยทยทยทยทยทยท We're all students! Qin silently swallowed the words to his mouth, remembered Cen Nan's sentence "Yang Dezhang possessed" last time, and took the voucher.

The hotel's restaurant is very large, and the buffet, stir-fry, Western food, and drinks are spread out in a semicircle. Youqin hadn't eaten much seafood since he was a child, so he went straight to the buffet area, and came back with two large plates after a while.

Seeing this, Hao Hao teased: "What's the matter, Youqin turned out to be the king of big stomachs?" โ€

Youqin nodded and said solemnly, "You found out." โ€

"Hahahaha, talent!" Hao Hao gave a thumbs up, and Qin also laughed.

With no one else there, Qin honestly continued to sit in his chair.

Cen Nan looked up at Youqin, and put on his signature mocking face again.

"Youqin, you eat first, I'll tell you some things about the game, okay?" Lang Hao consulted Youqin's opinion.

Youqin broke a king crab leg and nodded.

"Well, you only have five minutes to debrief, and the judges may or may not ask you questions during those five minutes."

It's better not, Youqin thought, and picked up a mussel.

"If you are asked a question, you must be confident in answering it! But you can't pass, you can't let the judges think you're arrogant in Yelang, remember? Including Cen Nan, you should also remember these things in the presentation session! Cen Nan, Cen Nan? Feed! You're a cat girl! โ€

Lang Hao talked for a long time, but Cen Nan didn't reply a word, and couldn't help but be a little annoyed.

Cen Nan said lightly: "It's better for you to go if you don't worry about it." โ€

This attitude is a bit underwhelming. Qin commented in his heart, and put a piece of shell pillar in his mouth.

"I will be angry with you one day, the emperor is not in a hurry, he is in a hurry to die of a eunuch." Lang Hao gritted his teeth and said.

"Don't worry, it's going to be fine!" Qin comforted Lang Hao, she felt that she was doing a good job as a peacemaker.

Cen Nan was too lazy to take care of Youqin, took the information in one hand and put it in his pocket with the other, leaned on the sofa relaxedly, and asked Lang Hao: "Do you think there will be two Apollo tomorrow?" โ€

Lang Hao and Youqin were stunned.

Cen Nan's expression was a little cold, Lang Hao thought for a while, and was unusually serious: "Did you find Professor Zhang that day and tell him that you were back in the competition, and even said that you still use Apollo to compete?" โ€

Cen Nan didn't speak.

"If you don't say anything, there must be two Apollo. Since you said it, how could there be these two words? โ€

What Lang Hao said was the same as a tongue twister, and Qin couldn't digest it for a while.

"Unless it's really shameless." Lang Hao said sarcastically.

Cen Nan hooked the corners of his mouth: "What if you really don't plan to ask for it?" โ€

Then tear *, who is afraid of whom? Qin Wu pouted indifferently and spoke silently in his heart.

"Come here." Cen Nan stretched out his hand and pointed at Youqin.

Youqin was trying to figure out how to deduct the conch meat, and he heard Cen Nan's greeting a little unclear.

What? Youqin looked at Cen Nan and asked silently.

"Don't you have something to discuss with me about the game?"

You Qin watched the flame of the lighter jump on Cen Nan's fingertips, and was silent: This is lifting a stone to hit his own feet, and he is also smashing blood......