After handing Song Nanwu's coat to the hotel manager for dry cleaning, Si Jin closed the door and walked to the sofa to sit down.
There were a lot of things in the plastic bag, including soil, flower pots, and some tools for planting flowers.
Wearing sterile gloves and a mask, Si Jin slowly glanced at the green lettuce on the coffee table, tore open the bag of soil and poured the soil into the flowerpot.
Estimating the capacity of the soil in the flowerpot, Si Jin stopped what he was doing, then took the lettuce beside him, picked off the damaged parts, and carefully inserted it into the soil.
Although most of his handsome face was covered by the mask, his slightly furrowed brows still revealed a serious expression. If you didn't know, you would think that the doctor was performing a rigorous operation.
As the night deepened, Si Jin, who was concentrating on growing lettuce, had no idea that there had suddenly been a commotion on Weibo.
It’s 8:30 in the morning, time for training in Hall C.
Almost everyone in the Zongji team woke up around 7:40, and the hungover Song Nanwu was no exception.
Reaching out to turn off the alarm on her phone, Song Nanwu sat up, rubbed her aching head, looked at the pushed Weibo message, and frowned slightly.
"A wanderer in the mortal world digging the soil to grow vegetables?" Song Nanwu muttered in confusion and clicked on it.
It was a Weibo post forwarded by a big V, and the content was two screenshots.
One is a screenshot of a chat in Meng Ruo’s WeChat group, and the other is a close-up of her holding the lettuce.
There are also quite a few comments below.
[Hahaha, I'm dying of laughter at J God's official commentary. Hands worth millions are used to dig the soil and plant vegetables. Is Miss Hongchen really that weird when she's drunk?]
[Damn, this is hilarious! I zoomed in on the picture and saw there was actually dirt on the lettuce.]
[Isn't Team Sogiku training in Country R? Why are they drinking? And judging by their conversation, it seems like Hongchen Langke went out drinking alone.]
I'm speechless about Hongchen Langke. He went out drinking during training. Haha, does he really think winning the league championship makes him invincible? He didn't even look at how many strong teams there are in next year's national competition? He's so inflated.
[The benefits of the Zongji team are really good, so I tried my best to get in. Unfortunately, I didn't even make it through the selection process. There are too many big guys.]
[Hahaha, I wonder how much alcohol our Hongchen girl drank to get so drunk that she started digging the soil and planting vegetables. This move is really simple.]
[Ahhh, why didn't you take a picture of our little sister's gorgeous face? Bad review.]
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As I glanced through the comments, the memory of last night's drunkenness suddenly flooded my mind.
"This Buddhist young lady is incredibly bold when it comes to being a hooligan. Will you take responsibility this time? Hmm?"
That low, pleasant voice seemed to still ring in her ears. Song Nanwu thought of the scene of kissing Si Jin and wanted to slap herself.
How could it be, how could she be so rude to the captain?
How should I face him now?
She said she wouldn't drink at all, so when did she drink last night?
After thinking for a long time, Song Nanwu still couldn't remember. Lin Xiaoran called at this time, asking if she was awake or not? Let her go to have breakfast.
After hanging up the phone, Song Nanwu looked at the time. It was almost eight o'clock.
Without thinking any more, Song Nanwu got out of bed, threw off the quilt, went to the bathroom to wash up briefly, changed her clothes, and then took the elevator to the hotel restaurant.
Lin Xiaoran and the others were all up and sitting at a table eating.
Seeing her figure, Meng Ruo waved at her and called out, "Miss Nan Wu, over here."
Hearing the sound, Song Nanwu hurried over, but at a glance she saw Si Jin sitting there drinking yogurt rather nonchalantly.
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