Chapter 479
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The love supper brought by Manager Feng successfully caused a lot of wailing.
But it was really good for the body.
According to him, the porridge was made with celery leaves and spinach leaves, and there were also simmered mint leaves in it.
After hearing that recipe, Fu Jiu felt that she should keep Feng Yi away from the kitchen.
"Baby Feng, next time stop your brother, do you hear me?"
Feng Shang had just been forced by his brother to finish the porridge. With a bitter face, he said, "I can't stop him. He, he likes to cook."
Fu Jiu: "…" An esports agent actually liked to cook. The main reason was that the food he made tasted terrible. Why did he like to cook?!
But Feng Yi was very confident. "The taste is good, right? “
Fu Jiu thought to herself that no one had died yet.
However, Lin Feng's reaction was bigger. He rushed into the bathroom right after he finished drinking.
Only the Almighty was spared. He only said three words to Feng Yi, "My stomach hurts."
Feng Yi's expression was indescribable. Shameless, too shameless, using the same excuse so many times!
Qin Mo, on the other hand, had a strong aura and was very calm.
Feng Yi felt that the Almighty was too shameless and didn't say anything else. He started to talk about the main point of today's visit. "The second match of the regional competition will begin tomorrow afternoon. This time, there won't be any time to rest. Other than testing everyone's skills, there's also a requirement on your stamina. To prevent eye inflammation, other than the regular medication, I will be following you and cooking porridge for you. As for the rest, I believe you've heard from Fatty about Xiangnan's results. Two of their main players haven't been on the field. It's best if Little Spade and Young Master Qin don't play as much as possible. They'll be the secret weapons against Xiangnan in the National League because no one knows how strong Xiangnan's lineup is. "
"My, my idol and Almighty Qin aren't going to fight?" Feng Shang asked worriedly. "What if we lose?"
Feng Yi glanced at his brother. "If we lose like this, we won't be able to win in the National League."
"Okay." Fu Jiu's voice was clear. She stood up with one hand in her pocket and a smile on her face.
Feng Yi knew that Fu Jiu understood what he meant.
The reason was simple.
Even if there were experts in the regionals, this was just a regionals.
Many teams were saving their strength for the National League.
For example, Xiangnan.
It had won the top three in the regional competition without its main force.
Without Fu Jiu and Qin Mo, Supreme Alliance would lose.
The difference was already very obvious.
Indeed, there was no need for him to participate in the national competition.
Everyone thought of this relationship.
Especially Yun Hu, who was smart and had the bravery of a soldier. "Don't worry, we can win."
"Yun Hu is right." Feng Yi held onto his suit jacket. "After the regional competition, it'll be Supreme Alliance's anniversary celebration. I've already bought tickets to the ski resort and a hotel suite. If we win beautifully, we'll spend the New Year at the hot spring villa. There'll also be the masquerade ball that you've been looking forward to."
Hearing the words "masquerade party", the team members were excited.
There was only one person. No one knew what Lin Feng was thinking. He clenched his fist and said fiercely, "This year, I must not draw the worst lot! “
"You need to draw lots for a masquerade ball? Fu Jiu raised her eyebrows.
Lin Feng wanted to say something to the youth.
Suddenly, Qin Mo's eyes flashed. He pulled the youngster's collar over and said faintly, "Continue practicing your hand speed. “
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