Lin Meng followed Team E to the lounge.
Yu Mo had been walking at the end of the line. When he entered, he leaned forward and waited for a while near the door. Only after Lin Meng walked in did he turn around and call out, "Lin Xiaomeng."
"Huh?" Lin Meng looked back.
"Come." Yu Mo waved at her.
"What?" Lin Meng didn't understand what he meant. She walked over, but Yu Mo grabbed her arm and pulled her towards him: "Come with me."
"Where are you going?" Lin Meng was surprised.
"The captain will give you special treatment." Yu Mo smiled mysteriously.
The two of them turned around and went out. When the clock in the room rang, he turned around and found that the person was gone. He shouted angrily: "Hey! Where are you two going? The competition is about to start! Come back!" He hurriedly chased to the door, stretched his neck to look, and was stopped by Xiao Xingheng.
"What kind of behavior is this!" Zhong Xiang was so angry that he was incoherent. He grabbed Xiao Xingheng and made a humble accusation: "Silence can't be so unrestrained just because he has a grudge against me. This, this, this-"
"He has no problem with you." Xiao Xingheng laughed: "Believe me, this is just a pre-match coaching."
"Pre-game coaching?"
"Well, even though it's a friendly match, you don't want us to lose to Saint Laurent, right?"
Zhong Xiang always felt that Xiao Xingheng had changed his mind: "That's what I said, but——"
"Alright, Brother Zhong, save some brain cells." Xiao Xingheng held his shoulder and whispered softly, "It's not enough anyway."
Over there, A Lu and Panda stood side by side, both of them watching Xiao Xingheng practicing Tai Chi in silence. He practiced it with such ease that the team manager was stunned.
"Sometimes I really feel that Brother Zhong is too honest to be a team manager." Lao Mai shook his head repeatedly: "How do you think he got so many sponsors?"
Panda: "I'm a hen."
Lao Mai: "Looking at the way he was acting, it's good enough that he didn't cheat people out of their money."
Panda: "Maybe our team's boss is too high-ranking, making Brother Zhong look like an honest man. But in fact, Brother Zhong is quite cunning outside?"
Ah Lu didn't join in the discussion about the "team manager's IQ level." He raised his hand to his chin, thinking, and asked softly, "Do you think the captain seems to be very familiar with that volunteer sister?"
Lin Meng was pulled out of the lounge by Yu Mo and stopped after running only two steps.
The tiles on the floor were the kind that made quite a noise when stepped on. Yu Mo took a quick look at his surroundings, making sure there was no one around before asking, "Did you feel uncomfortable on the stage just now?"
Lin Meng was stunned.
When the content of this segment was announced, although some female fans were excited, more fans found it ridiculous.
"What's so interesting about a four-on-one match?"
"When the time comes, will the brothers who are beaten badly still have to keep smiling for the sake of face?"
“It makes me feel sick just thinking about it.”
"The planner must have been kicked in the head by a donkey!"
"Who did you pick?"
"Wow, it's a woman. Damn it! It's really a pitfall for the four gods. What's the point of watching this?"
"Is there a part next where they pick a lucky beauty to have a one-day romance with the contestants?"
"I'm not watching anymore and I want a refund. What the hell is this?! They're really treating esports like a fan club!"
"Who are you disgusting?"
This was the situation on the stage just now, and the host was so tactless as to ask her to introduce herself. The questions he asked were very detailed, such as her name, age, occupation, and who her favorite contestant was.
With every answer she gave, the commotion in the audience grew more intense. By the time she answered, "I like all the contestants and I'm a huge fan of the group," someone in the audience could even be heard blowing a long whistle.
"Fake fans like it! I can't even remember all the contestants' names."
"I'm on If You Are the One show, right?"
"Hey, this girl is pretty. I think the production team is deliberately manipulating this."
"Dating, creating scandals!"
"What happened to the agreement that there's no love in e-sports?"
"If you don't bring people with you, you'll be scammed!"
"Congratulations to the Stuttering Team first. I'm afraid they're going to become famous today."
Lin Meng was holding the microphone, and he didn't look like he was holding the microphone to speak, but rather like he was holding an axe to chop someone.
…
Yu Mo was a careful person. Seeing Lin Meng staring blankly, he raised his hand to rub the girl's head.
The girl has thick hair, each strand is hard, and the feeling of rubbing it in the palm of her hand is clear and sharp.
Just like her temper.
"What are you doing!" Lin Meng was shaken by his rubbing and stomped her feet in frustration.
"I'm asking you a question. What does it mean if you don't say anything?" Yu Mo withdrew his hand and pretended to be serious. He looked at the few hairs on Lin Meng's head that were blown up by static electricity, but he couldn't hide the smile in his eyes.
"I'm so annoyed by you." Lin Meng complained softly, looking away, and said stiffly: "I'm not feeling uncomfortable at all. Anyway, I didn't tell the truth."
Yu Mo thought about her answer.
"Montage, 20 years old, unemployed, likes all the contestants and is a fan of the group."
"Not a single word of truth?" he murmured with emotion.
"No." Lin Meng repeated firmly, "Not a single word."
Yu Mo paused for a moment: "So, do you have a favorite contestant?"
Lin Meng: “……?”
Yu Mo: "Is it me?"
Lin Meng: “…”
Yu Mo: "Okay, I understand."
Lin Xiaomeng's eyes once again turned murderous. Yu Mo stopped while he was at it. Before the joke got any further, he put his arm around the girl's shoulders and said seriously, "I'll take you to take a sneak peek at our opponent."
The Saint Laurent team is a team from France. The pre-match management of the friendly match is not that strict. Their team manager seems to be busy. At this moment, the door of the lounge is half-open, and a group of green-eyed Frenchmen are chattering in bird language inside.
Lin Meng and Yu Mo bent over and knelt close to the crack of the door.
Lin Meng felt that something was wrong. She couldn't help but poke Yu Mo's lower back and whispered in his ear: "Captain, this feels so disgusting——"
"Shh." Yu Mo put a finger against her lips.
The touch of the fingers fell on the lips, and the slight temperature difference made Lin Meng's body stiffen, and she widened her eyes slightly.
"See? The shortest one is TIMI." Yu Mo said softly, "The bald guy next to him is their team's sniper, LAN. The two smoking are both vanguards, one is called Qiao and the other is called Xiah. The mighty man behind the sofa is their team's quartermaster." Yu Mo said, "Don't be fooled by their fierce looks, they are actually-"
His words stopped abruptly and he was stunned because the girl licked his finger with the tip of her tongue.
The touch was like a dragonfly skimming the water, barely perceptible, yet it instantly slid into the heart like an electric current.
Yu Mo instantly forgot what he was going to say next. He retracted his hand and turned to look at Lin Meng in disbelief.
Lin Meng glared back at him, confidently.
Just flirt and it's done. Who doesn't know that? Looking at Yu Mo's expression, Lin Meng thought to herself that she had finally won back a game. It turns out that you can be so stupid sometimes.
"I don't want to hear this." She was in a good mood and whispered, "We're all going to kneel down and beg for mercy anyway, so it doesn't matter who we are."
Yu Mo's fingers flexed slightly. He looked at Lin Meng for two seconds, feeling a bit amused and helpless. "It seems I was worried about you for nothing. You're really arrogant."
"It's you who made him stutter, not me." Lin Meng said, "Invisible pretense is the most deadly. Instructor, you have no right to criticize me."
"Actually, I don't really like the stuttering joke." Yu Mo narrowed his gaze and said calmly, "I secretly hope that all the contestants can maintain a good mental state and compete with each other in terms of skills and strategy. NINO, the former captain of Yves Saint Laurent, can't do that. I feel sorry for losing a strong opponent. Although winning the competition is what I must do, making him stutter is not what I want."
Lin Meng looked at him and shook her head thoughtfully: "Your tone is really the most innocent of the innocent."
Yu Mo looked at her and smiled: "It's up to you whether you believe it or not."
Lin Meng rolled her eyes: "If you believe it, then there's a ghost."
Yu Mo shrugged: "Well, that's true. I can't be too cruel in front of you. It will only make me lose your favorability."
He was so flirtatious that Lin Meng was surprised and said, "You..."
Yu Mo smiled and said, "Look, I'm so nice, are you feeling a little more sorry for me?"
Lin Meng: “…”
She stumbled suddenly and bumped into someone as she backed away.
The man mumbled something in a flurry of bird language, and the translator relayed the message, "Team E players, why are you here?"
Lin Meng stood up straight with a "gulp". She stared at the pot-bellied Frenchman for a while, then slowly moved closer to Yu Mo with a vigilant look on her face.
Yu Mo was very pleased with the girl's reaction. He patted Lin Meng on the head and said to Coach BUBBLE in French, "Friendship first, competition second. I want to teach my new teammates about this principle. I absolutely have no intention of eavesdropping on your strategy."
BUBBLE's blue eyes rolled around, he grinned, raised his hand and patted Yu Mo's shoulder.
"It's just a friendly match, man. Don't be so nervous." He rolled his tongue and spoke in bird language. "We don't have any strategy to reveal. I hope you and your temporary teammates will do your best."
BUBBLE brushed past Yu Mo and went into the lounge.
Lin Meng raised her head: "What are you talking about?" She pointed to the lounge: "What did they say in there?"
Yu Mo didn't say anything. He led her back and stopped at his rest area. He put his hands on his hips and let out a long breath.
"I think we've been tricked." He lowered his eyes and looked at Lin Meng.
"What do you mean?" Lin Meng asked anxiously.
"They had already heard about our team signing Dragon, and that's why they agreed to play a friendly match with us." Yu Mo said calmly, "Dragon was on a graduation trip in Paris before, and the pigeon race schedule must have something to do with them."
"How do you know?"
"I heard it from the birdsong." Yu Mo sneered and said, "It seems that Saint Laurent wants to step on us to get out of the circle."
"Then we can't let them win." Lin Meng whispered, "Team Stutterer, they're so shameless, we should just shut them up completely."
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