Chen Yuan dragged his suitcase out of the elevator, took out the key and unscrewed the door lock.

The tempting aroma of the food comes to your nose. You can tell at first that it is Chen Yuan’s favorite Sichuan cuisine.

Because Chen Yuan has loved spicy food since he was a child, his mother, a Shanghai woman, learned Sichuan cuisine.

My mother looked at the kitchen door and said, "Oh, it's so fast."

"It must be fast, I'll starve to death." Chen Yuan pushed the box to the door, changed his shoes and spread it on the sofa.

My father was also sitting on the sofa at this time, but he had no special reaction to his son's arrival: "Why didn't you bring Jiang Qiu here? Your mother has made so many dishes."

My parents already knew about Jiang Qiu going to Kaohsiung to watch the game through their circle of friends.

"Can they be the same as me who is not doing their jobs? She is going to attend class." Chen Yuan had no choice, "But you didn't explain it clearly. If she was asked to come clearly, she would probably ask for leave."

"You kid..." My mother walked out of the kitchen helplessly, "I don't understand this. Otherwise, you alone would be the only one, would I ask you to come back for dinner?"

My mother's meaning is also very clear, almost "Are you worthy of letting me cook?"

Chen Yuan spread his hands and didn't say much.

The family of three rarely sat on the same table and started eating.

My mother disliked her, but in fact she was still picking up food for Chen Yuan, and kept talking about such things as staying up late or exercising more.

After all, professional players = senior Internet-addicted teenagers, it is common for live broadcasts to play rank until two or three in the morning.

Although Chen Yuan’s live broadcast room is not open all year round, every time his parents open it, they basically check it out.

The chattering mother raised the teacup at her hand and said, "Congratulations, what is the second champion?"

"Msi!" Dad said to correct it, "And fmvp!"

My dad is a veteran e-sports fan, so he is naturally familiar with these things and knows the value of them.

There is only one first king in s6, but there is only one fmvp in s9msi, and the two are of the same value.

My mother's skills have not yet fallen behind, and the dishes tonight are very consistent with Chen Yuan's taste.

My mother filled a piece of Mapo tofu into her mouth and asked casually: "How many days will you have to have a vacation this time?"

"The summer season starts on June 1st." Chen Yuansisui said: "Including you have to go back to the club a few days in advance, only five or six days."

"It's so short?" My mother was a little regretful, "Then you stay at home for two days and leave quickly, and take two days to come out to accompany Xiaoqiu."

Chen Yuan felt a little pain in his waist after hearing this.

But he still didn't refuse. After all, he won the championship and the live broadcast session is indispensable. There is no such live broadcast environment at home.

Although the internet speed and hardware at home can keep up with it, the live broadcast still has to be streamed in the whole software, and it is still a bit troublesome to do a set of processes.

"Also, if you have nothing to do, turn on the live broadcast." My dad suddenly said, "Why don't you do such a profitable thing? You can earn tens of thousands or tens of thousands in a night."

Chen Yuan thought that he seemed to have more than tens of thousands of dollars in one night, but he was suddenly stunned and then smiled and said, "Okay, try to do what he can in the future..."

...

Chen Yuan stayed at home for three days and was driven out by his mother. He walked out of the community with a box full of clean clothes.

He skillfully took a car and headed straight for Lianhua Road, and he began to flip his phone.

It's been three days of holiday, and the RNG competition training department is still quite lively. The teammates are all catching up on this rare holiday and having fun everywhere.

Xiaohu has been saying that he has a miserable life, saying that he has entered RNG, he has to play in the playoffs and the world championships, and there are too few holidays.

Unlike those bottom teams, they only play two regular seasons every year and are resting most of the time.

Chen Yuan sent a message: [Is there anyone else in Shanghai?]

Teammates' responses are very fast.

Xiao Ming: [Shanghai Tianlong people have started to put on cups again, right? It’s almost done]

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiaohu suddenly sent a message and came up and @ Wuzi.

Xiaohu:【@uziqaq     What does it mean?]

Uz:【?】

Immediately afterwards, Xiaohu posted two screenshots.

From a time perspective, these are just two ranks that I have played recently.

Since we had to prepare for MSI before, the contestants could not help but have to temporarily put down their rankings.

However, diamonds and above have a dormant mechanism. If a king level like Xiaohu doesn’t fight for more than ten days, the level will be dropped sharply.

So as soon as RNG's players came back, their ranks had basically been reset to Platinum 1.

Fortunately, the hidden score is high and the professional strength is here, so Xiaohu quickly regained the ranking to Dianyi in the past two days.

Master Xiaohu advanced smoothly and started 2-0, and lost in the third game.

It would be fine to lose one, but after all, there are still two chances.

But at this moment, Xiaohu met his lifelong enemy.

Uz

In the fourth game of the promotion, Xiaohu and Wuzi lined up aside.

The simple Li Yuanhao thought this game was as stable as a god, but he didn't expect that Wuz knew that he advanced to the competition and came to snipe him specifically.

In this game, Jian Zihao took out his invincible Yasuo, and directly sent Xiaohu to a 2-2 life and death game.

As a result, Wuz was still behaved when he got the cheaper one, and he wanted to pull Xiaohu in the double row together with his backhand.

Xiaohu naturally had no good face for this b, so he started another game alone.

By chance, Uz was lined up opposite him in this game again.

In this game, Wuz came to earth and sent Xiaohu away with a 8-1 vn with one hand to 20 minutes of joy.

One game 1-8, one game 8-1, the common point between the two games is that the victims are all Xiaohu...

The fist is hard.

Fortunately, I am not at the base now, otherwise Xiaohu would have just copied the bench and fought against the tiger and dog.

Wuz is still gloating: [I will pull you into a double row and you won’t come, so what can I do?]

[Who made you not strong enough?] Chen Yuan also joked: [If you kill twenty, won't you win?]

[I ** you ** coin!] Xiaohu broke the defense directly, [Jian Zihao, you are waiting, I will poke you to death when I come back]

Wuz didn't take Xiaohu's words seriously at all, and he also sent a Xiaohu's animation emoticon package.

Xiaohu showed disdain under the camera, stretched out his index finger and shook it. With his sausage mouth, the scene was extremely funny.

Xiaohu was directly broken into a broken room in this wave and frantically outputted to Wuzi in the WeChat group.

Chen Yuan was so happy here that he was still stubborn. From time to time, he secretly sent out an emoticon to increase the smell of gunpowder between the two.

Master Didi looked at Chen Yuan, who was smirking in the back row through the rearview mirror in the car, and shook his head silently.

Soon, Didi rushed to the entrance of the community on Lianhua Road.

Chen Yuan walked on the road with his suitcase in his arms, and a trace of sweat broke out on his forehead.

"Summer is coming..." Chen Yuan looked at the sun that was gradually becoming vicious and sighed.

...

Pick up the key and poke the door lock.

"My master is back!" Chen Yuan shouted.

"Go and take a shower, have dinner soon." Jiang Qiu's voice came from the kitchen.

Chen Yuan had nothing to say here, so he followed his advice, put his shoes on the shoe rack at the door, then took out his clothes from the suitcase and walked into the bathroom.

A quarter of an hour later, Chen Yuan walked into the kitchen with slippers, and a sour smell rushed straight into his nose.

"Damn, have you put too much vinegar..." Chen Yuan looked down and saw that the sour and sour potato shreds on the plate had been blackened by vinegar.

Jiang Qiu's face turned red, "When he was jealous, his hands trembled..."

"It's okay." Chen Yuan said seriously: "I just like to eat sour things."

After saying that, he picked up the shredded potatoes and went to the living room.

There were already a few dishes on the table.

Scrambled eggs with tomatoes, spicy and sour potato shredded potatoes, cola chicken wings, and a hand-pulled cabbage...

All of them are home-cooked dishes, and they all have their own shortcomings.

There is no way, it’s great for a novice to do this, Sister Li.

Chen Yuan picked up a chopstick and scrambled eggs with tomatoes, "It's OK, this time the scrambled eggs with tomatoes are better than last time."

"Yes!" Jiang Qiu was quite proud: "It must be better to cook once and every time~"

"But next time we'll go to the store to eat." She said honestly: "It's too troublesome to cook alone. I have to buy vegetables, wash, cut, and stir-fry again, and I have to keep reading the recipe..."
To be continued...