FCY Chapter 161

Luo Yan, with ulterior motives

Luo Yan, with ulterior motives

After the training match ended, individual training began. Cen Xi was the first to finish his training task. After finishing, he took off his headset and immediately headed to the base’s kitchen.

“Brother, you’ve finished your task?” Luo Yan had just returned from outside. His left hand wasn’t as strong as his right, and he was using only one hand. He had five or six bags of various items, each filled to the brim.

Cen Xi took all the bags from Luo Yan’s hand, and Luo Yan stretched his hands, feeling relieved.

“You bought so much?” Cen Xi put the things on the small table in the kitchen.

“Yeah!” Luo Yan nodded, excitedly going to introduce to Cen Xi how to cook all these things.

“This and this should be cooked together. This chicken, I finally found a whole one, let’s make roast chicken, remember, don’t cut it open…”

“Brother, do you understand?” After Luo Yan introduced how to cook each ingredient, he looked at Cen Xi, “Do you want me to explain it again?”

“No need.” Cen Xi went to wash his hands and started getting into cooking mode.

“Okay, then you start cooking, I’ll go help you stall them.”

Luo Yan skipped happily to the training room. As a “kitchen killer,” he would only be a hindrance in the kitchen. Besides, it was Cen Xi who had to apologize; he just needed to come up with an idea and observe.

The three people in the training room were still immersed in their own training. Luo Yan strolled slowly behind them, observing each person’s training.

“Here.” Luo Yan pointed his finger at Qing Lu’s screen, then slightly lifted Qing Lu’s headset, “Someone’s there, be careful, retreat.”

Qing Lu listened to Luo Yan’s instructions.

“45-degree direction, shoot.”

xxx eliminated.

“Perfect! Pay attention in the future, some places if you’re not careful, you’ll expose your vision to the enemy.”

After finishing his instructions, Luo Yan sat down in Cen Xi’s seat, satisfied. His seat, probably because others were afraid he would train with his injury, had been filled with a bunch of food and drinks, everything imaginable, so he couldn’t sit there anyway. He streamed using Zhu Zi’s laptop, and after the stream, Zhu Zi immediately snatched it back.

On his first day back at the base, he felt the deep love of his teammates, and their determination to keep him away from the computer.

But his right hand was still wrapped in gauze. His five fingers were wrapped in a ball, only feeling a little relaxed when changing the dressing. Even if he wanted to play, he didn’t have the strength.

Moreover, he knew in his heart that if he forced himself to play, he probably wouldn’t be seen on the World Championship stage. He was a good kid who followed doctor’s orders. Unfortunately, he hid it too deeply before, and no one believed him. He felt bitter inside, but he didn’t say it.

“Yan Yan, don’t touch Xi Ge’s computer!” Wu Xinming was still typing on the keyboard and moving, looking at Luo Yan with a warning look, afraid that he would open the game, log in, and have a hearty match.

“I won’t play, really, don’t worry, I’ll just sit here for a while, feel the atmosphere.” Wu Xinming’s seat was now next to Cen Xi’s. The chair had wheels, and Luo Yan easily slid next to Wu Xinming, looking at the computer, “Xinming Ge, focus, I feel like you’re going to die.”

Sure enough, a bullet flew from the right, resulting in elimination.

“Damn!” Wu Xinming wasted this round, “Luo Yan, go to the sofa, don’t disturb me, I would’ve finished in two more rounds, this death adds another round!!!”

“I told you to focus, you didn’t listen, is it my fault?” Luo Yan looked gleeful, “Xinming Ge, keep going!”

“Fine, fine, fine, kindness wasted on a dog.” Wu Xinming angrily started the next training round.

“Here, calm down, Xinming Ge.” Luo Yan took out a piece of candy from his pocket, one he got from the supermarket for reaching the minimum for a discount, and gave it to Wu Xinming, “I know you’re doing it for my own good, don’t be angry.”

“Okay.” The proud Wu Xinming unwrapped the wrapper and threw the candy into his mouth, “Barely… Damn… Luo Yan, what kind of candy is this, it’s so sour!”

“Weird flavor candy.” He fled the training room.

Wu Xinming took a deep breath, fine, let him go, and continued training.