Han Weiwei could not be found in the audience, so Gao Lin used the excuse of going to the bathroom to send her a message. After learning her approximate location, he sent two more teasing messages to her before returning to the contestant area.
As usual, the three of them, Lu Hai and Zhang Weiyong, were in the player area. Lu Hai and Zhang Weiyong were talking to Xiao Zifeng, while Xiang Huidi was distributing drinks to Yang Tianshui and Guo Haoran.
Seeing him walking in, Xiang Huidi turned around and glared at him, then quickly turned her head away.
Gao Lin pretended not to see it and walked over with a smile: "Why don't you have my drink?"
"Does a camel like you need a drink?" Xiang Huidi said coldly.
Gao Lin shrugged. He didn't know why, but Xiang Huidi, a little woman, had become more and more indifferent to him recently. However, Gao Lin knew in his heart that the more indifferent she was to him, the more she cared about him.
"Look how I look like a camel."
"I think you look like Mr. Lu in every aspect." Yang Tianshui turned his chair over, holding a drink and said with a smile.
"Get out of here." Gao Lin kicked the edge of his chair.
"Holy shit, are you guilty of telling the truth? It's really so difficult to be an honest person." Yang Tianshui leaned over and said.
"It's not difficult to be an honest person, but it's difficult to be an honest monk like you." Su Jiantong said with a smile.
"Okay, you all need to listen to what I have to say before you start talking." Lu Hai clapped his hands and said.
"Slow down your tempo later and try to play as beautifully as possible. Don't forget what the purpose of this competition is." When he said this, Lu Hai lowered his voice. Obviously, he meant something.
Usually the tempo of spectator games is very fast, so that the audience can feel the excitement. But now Lu Hai asked them to slow down the tempo and said they should play more beautifully. This is obviously contradictory. Moreover, he also mentioned this The purpose of this competition is to allow everyone in Gao Lin to play with complete freedom, without prioritizing winning or losing.
As we all know, any professional team puts the winning or losing of each game first, but now that Lu Hai said this, it is obviously a hint of letting go. After all, this is only an exhibition match, and the result of winning or losing is not very important. In addition, they won the first game and took a lot of initiative. Even if they lost the second game, it wouldn't matter much.
Yang Tianshui seemed to have heard the meaning of Lu Hai's words, and said: "Lu Jiao, you mean to let us let go..."
Before he could finish his words, Yang Tianshui quickly stopped talking when he noticed Lu Hai staring at him.
"Anyway, you should try your best to play well and don't let the competition down." After saying this, Lu Hai turned around and walked out of the player area.
"Boss Sai Fang came to see Mr. Lu just now." Zhang Weiyong whispered to Gao Lin and others.
"Oh, that's it." Yang Tianshui and others suddenly realized.
After chatting for two or three minutes, the match referee came in and informed Gao Lin and everyone to prepare for the match.
Since Gao Lin and everyone did not exit the competition room just now, there is no need to log in to the account again.
"You guys on the opposite side, you are so eager to fuck me, don't you see that my brother is enjoying the torture?" Yang Tianshui sat upright and typed in the chat box and mocked.
"It can't be explained to a brainless person like you," the other party, Maverick Eating Carrots, typed back.
"Oh, if you say I'm stupid, I'll still beat you to pieces." Yang Tianshui quickly typed.
Because this was not a regular match, and the match referees were relatively loose in control, Yang Tianshui had no scruples about what he said. Of course, since the two teams were so familiar with each other, they would never report anything.
"Monk, please be careful with your words and don't always insult Mr. Lu, okay." Kestly typed.
"If this is to insult me, then just insult me as hard as you can, I don't mind." Gao Lin typed with a smile.
"Damn it, Mr. Lu, can you please stop being such a mean person and have some dignity? When people call you a dog, you seem to think they are complimenting you," Kestly typed.
"Who is a dog and who is a human, please refer to the previous game results." Su Jiantong typed.
"Xiao Deng, do you think dogs are definitely worse than humans?" the other party, **ildoer, typed.
"The pigs and dogs keep talking, aren't you bored?" Xiao Zifeng typed in time.
"It's boring, why isn't it boring? If it wasn't boring, I wouldn't be chatting with those stupid teammates like Fengshen." Kestly typed.
"I'm telling you, Old K, you couldn't have been badly beaten in the last game, so that now you have an endocrine disorder, so you can fire at us randomly." Su Jiantong typed.
"Oh, you idiots dare to abuse me. I just can't bear to see you being tortured so badly, so I'll just win a round for you first," Kestly typed back.
"Thank you very much. I hope we can continue in the next game. When we win the game, I will buy a popsicle for you to share." Yang Tianshui typed. Before he finished, he added, "I guess you don't have money to buy popsicles."
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"Brother, there's one down there. Monk, do you want to hold it in your mouth?" **ildoer quickly typed.
"Little A, your primary school art teacher usually teaches you to watch blockbusters from island countries in class, right? Your little bean sprout is actually described as a popsicle. Have you really never seen a popsicle, or your little bean sprout is too long.
It's so different that you can't even tell the difference," Yang Tianshui typed.
Seeing that the other party, **ildoer, didn't reply for six or seven seconds, Gao Lin couldn't help but smile. In terms of trolling skills, I'm afraid not many people in the world can match Yang Tianshui. This guy is simply a born troller.
Feeling his cell phone vibrate in his trouser pocket, Gao Lin took it out and took a look and found that it was a message from Han Weiwei. The content was very simple: Senior, come on, if you win, treat me to dinner.
Since he was sitting in the player area, Gao Lin couldn't reply. He smiled slightly and put his phone back in his trouser pocket.
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"The second game between the two sides is about to begin." Zeng Wenfeng glanced at the players on both sides and said on the live commentary table.
"Looking at the players on both sides looking very happy, I don't know what they were talking about." Zhang Xiaoting said with a smile.
"What else could it be? They must be mocking each other." Negative IQ said with a smile.
"Look, this guy, Monk, has such a treacherous smile." Zhang Xiaoting said when she saw that the camera was specifically focused on Yang Tianshui's face.
"This guy was really cute with Xiao Deng in the last game." Zeng Wenfeng said with a smile.
"Indeed." Zhang Xiaoting said with a smile, "These two guys dance and taunt each other at every turn, and they couldn't be more proud."
"Otherwise, how can I entertain you?" Negative IQ tilted his head and smiled.
"That's not how entertainment is meant to be used." Zhang Xiaoting rolled her eyes at him.