The next morning, Jiang Yujing returned to the base.

When he entered the door, everyone was rarely getting up. Xiao Pao was wearing an ugly colorful striped puff sleeve Polo shirt, and was standing in the living room with a nervous look on his face.

The fat man sat cross-legged on the sofa and touched his chin and commented: "The color of this stripe is a bit not bright enough."

Langweixian rolled her eyes: "You bully our cannons, this one looks very good, no need to change it."

The only conscience theone looked up and wanted to speak but stopped, but in the end he still didn't say anything.

Jiang Yujing walked over, put the white plastic bag in his hand on the coffee table, turned around and swept the cannon up and down: "Why are you wearing like a moth? Do you want to open the screen?"

"Brother Jing, moth can't open the screen." Xiao Pao looked aggrieved, "I want to wear more mature clothes. At least as a new mid laner of MAK, I have to surpass SAN in momentum!"

"SAN?" Jiang Yujing raised his eyebrows.

"Tonight, the engagement banquet of the FOI team."

Jiang Yujing vaguely grabbed the edge of the little memory from the deepest part of his mind and recalled it, and it seemed that such a thing happened.

He nodded and looked at Xiao Pao carefully again: "Okay, this outfit is pretty good." He paused, raised his hand to squeeze the puff sleeves of the young man's Polo shirt, "Especially this sleeve, cute."

Xiao Pao heard the sarcasm in the man's words, burst into tears, and went upstairs to change his clothes.

Although Jiang Yujing and SAN are not very harmonious, they have an unexpected relationship with Gong Chong, the boss of the FOI team. After Jiang Yujing left FOI and transferred to MAK, the two have been in contact. After counting, they have known each other for more than three years.

The engagement banquet was around five o'clock when the MAK team arrived in the evening.

Xiao Pao finally gave up his colorful striped Polo shirt. In the end, Su Liming couldn't stand it, so he simply waved his hand and asked everyone to wear team uniforms.

Fortunately, the MAK team's uniform is quite handsome and has a strong team aura. When the group got out of the car and entered the hotel banquet hall, they also attracted a lot of attention.

Xiao Pao walked in the back row, and a dazed hair emerged from the top of his head. He shook his face and tidied up the collar of his black team uniform jacket. He turned his head slightly and went over to Jiang Yujing next to him and whispered: "Brother Jing, do you feel that half of the girls at the scene are already sticking to me?"

"No."

"Brother Jing, you have a bad look." Xiao Pao and Yu Yanxue have become more and more courageous recently.

Jiang Yujing glanced at him with a faint glance.

Xiao Cannon shut up.

Almost all of the people present were people in the e-sports circle, with more than 80% of the mature faces, a commentator, a retired team member, a well-known cosser, and a few words to chat with. The fat man was a particularly good person to talk to. After a while, he ran away with a smile on his face.

Xiaopao’s sweet food control, he can be seen at almost every table where desserts are placed.

Jiang Yujing found a corner seat. As soon as the man sat down, Xiaodou ran towards him with a small cake in his hand.

The boy ran over and leaned over and handed over the cake in his hand.

Jiang Yujing leaned lazily against the back of the chair, stretched his long legs forward, glanced at the cake handed over by Xiaopao, and then looked at his serious and excited expression on his face, raised his eyebrows: "What are you doing?"

"Sister Yan."

Jiang Yujing didn't react.

Xiao Pao almost jumped up and looked excited: "This cake is made by Sister Yan!"

Jiang Yujing was stunned, took the cupcake handed over by the boy and took a bite.

It tastes soft and has a rich chocolate sauce in the middle.

It tastes delicious, but who made it? There is no difference.

He raised his head, and Xiao Pao was proud: "I'll eat it as soon as I eat it!"

“…”

With his black eyes narrowed slightly, Jiang Yujing suddenly felt a little upset.

He pursed the corners of his lips, and without saying a word, stuffed the cake in his hand directly to Xiao Cannon, and the man stood up and left.

Yu Yan was afraid that it would be too late, so he called Chen Si to help. A canyon pioneer cake was prepared and several kinds of snacks were prepared.

The boss's wife was very satisfied. She held Yu Yan's hand and refused to let her go. She talked to her about her relationship with Mr. Gong. She looked at Yu Yan's eyes with full of love, as if she was not the pastry chef she had only known for more than a week, but her good friend.

"Does Miss Yu have a boyfriend?" asked the boss's wife, her voice hoarse and sexy.

Yu Yan shook his head, reacted instantly, and felt a little regretful.

Sure enough, the boss's eyes lit up a little, his red lips curled and he was about to start talking about matchmaking.

Yu Yan quickly interrupted her and ran away from her urine.

What's wrong with this boss's wife? How come her personality is completely different from her cold appearance?

The engagement banquet was as strange as she said before, with a huge policewoman figure standing at the entrance.

Next to the policewoman figure, a man stood.

From the back, it looks wide shoulders and narrow waist, and his hands are lazily inserted into the pocket of the black team uniform jacket, with his head hanging down.

A girl stood in front of him, with a short pink dress covering her legs a little lower, with big eyes, long and straight black.

Yu Yan has watched the League of Legends competition for so long and recognized at first glance that this girl is a very popular female commentator recently.

The female commentator has a very good figure.

The female commentator herself is more beautiful than in the live broadcast.

The female narrator was shy and joking.

Yu Yan curled his lips and blew his left eyelashes.

She walked straight over with expressionless expression, step by step, approaching the familiar back of the man.

I don't know if I felt the vision behind me or why, Jiang Yujing suddenly turned around and looked behind me, and just happened to see the woman who was walking towards him with a bright smile on her face.

Jiang Yujing was stunned, turned around and watched her approach.

Yu Yan accelerated his pace with a smile, and the two of them were getting closer and closer.

Until he walked to him, and then passed by him without pause.

His spine was straight, his slim heels fell silently on the thick carpet, his head and neck were slightly raised, and his steps were full of wind, and even his light did not give him one.

Then, he listened to the familiar voice, and the joy rang behind him.

"End! Why are you here? Are you here to pick me up?"

“…”

Jiang Yujing narrowed his eyes and looked back. He happened to see the man named Ande, who had light hair, long eyelashes, a high nose bridge, a deep eye socket, and a racial superiority on his face.

He was smiling helplessly at this moment, lowering his head to listen to the people next to him.

Jiang Yujing remembered that this person was the man who had been sent to the door of his house before, and the two of them were also talking and laughing.

Still "Come and pick me up?"

Tsk.

At six o'clock in the evening, it was a little dark. As soon as I walked out of the hotel door, Ande smiled: "What's going on?"

Yu Yan blinked and pretended to be stupid: "What?"

"You're so enthusiastic when you call me, either a traitor or a thief."

"I think you are not using the standard idiom."

"Is that true, I think the context is very accurate."

Yu Yan was silent and did not answer any more.

After a while, she suddenly said, "End."

"Um?"

"The money is so good."

Ender didn't understand: "Ah?"

Yu Yan bulged his cheek on his right: "I just want to make money now."

“…”

Yu Yan did not go home directly, but went back to the store first.

Before entering the kitchen, the woman routinely tied up her hair, combed it into a high ponytail, and then pierced her head with her face.

After two hours of burying her head, at nine o'clock in the evening, she changed her clothes and carried her bag on her back. Before leaving, she waved her head to Ender: "New Product."

Ender: "…"

Two hours of new product??

A bad premonition had not yet risen, and silently came out with the tray and pushed it in front of him.

There was a lump of green on the plate, sticky stuff, and there was still breathing in the middle.

Ender was stunned: "What's this?"

Silence: "New product, Yu Yan said, this cake is called 'money', and the name is not allowed to be changed."

“…”
To be continued...