Online Game Gunfire Soul

BBQ for free?

Chang Feng smiled.

Laugh at yourself for being naive.

He thought he was here to eat, but in fact he was sitting next to the electric oven making skewers and responsible for three mouths.

Dreaming about raising pigs in a university dormitory is yes.

"I can't help it. Chef Chang is so skilled. Compared with you, what we cook is just garbage and a waste of food." Mu Xiayang said confidently, holding a chicken wing in his mouth.

An Xingyu nodded in agreement and stared at the few mutton skewers under Chang Feng's hands.

At this moment, her suspicion and distrust of Chang Feng had long been thrown out of the window. In any case, as long as she could eat this skill often in the future, it would not be a loss to throw in Tian Yixue.

As for Tian Yixue...

In order not to expose her skills and be exploited by Mu Xiayang and An Xingyu in the future, she also showed that "Chang Feng is so awesome", "The barbecue is delicious", and "The sauce is delicious when dipped in the shoe pads"

The look really chilled Chang Feng.

...

Chang Feng glanced at Tian Yixue, who was huddled next to him and chewing mutton skewers.

Damn it, as long as it's her, it won't be a problem to make kebabs next to the electric oven every day.

Chang Feng handed a grilled mutton skewer to Tian Yixue, and Tian Yixue also cooperated and handed the chicken wings to Chang Feng's mouth for him to take a bite.

Mu Xiayang and An Xingyu were silent as they watched this scene. They looked at the garlic in each other's hands, and finally gave up the idea of ​​exchanging food.

The young couple can have nightmares for several nights with just one mouthful - they have entered this sad stage.

"Come on, do one!" Mu Xiayang raised the Sprite and spoke as if the glass contained ninety-six-degree water of life.

Chang Feng picked up the cup and took a sip before continuing to focus on the barbecue in his hands.

Mu Xiayang and An Xingyu were still fooling around, while Tian Yixue sat quietly next to her. The comedy movie "Nightclub" they had watched countless times was playing on the TV, but no one was watching it, just to listen to the sound.

Oh, there are still people watching.

Chang Feng was so happy watching the movie that he almost cried tears of laughter. He felt that it was great to have them by his side.

Tian Yixue looked at Chang Feng and saw that the dark clouds between his brows dispersed as usual, and felt that Chang Feng was really good like this.

An Xingyu tugged at Mu Xiayang and pointed at the two of them, snickering and shrinking into a ball, glad that they could meet each other.

Tuk-tuk-tuk.

No one cares.

Tuk-tuk-tuk.

There was a little more hesitation in the knock on the door this time, as if the delivery boy looked at the house number and floor, and finally suspected that he had gone to the wrong building.

An Xingyu kicked Mu Xiayang, who was unwilling to move, and Mu Xiayang reluctantly got up and opened the door.

"Boss, here is your information. I see you went to the front desk."

The speaker was a young man who looked to be in his early twenties. He had short hair and a neat look. He was wearing a black and gray NSD youth training team uniform and black-rimmed glasses that matched his age and temperament. He looked like a

Looks like a good student.

Gray light, Wang Shaocheng.

Looking at the portfolio in Wang Shaocheng's hand, Mu Xiayang's breathing quickened on the spot.

He grabbed the file bag and asked, "Have you seen what's inside?"

"No...no." Wang Shaocheng stuttered back, "It says confidential, but I didn't dare to read it..."

Mu Xiayang let out a long sigh of relief after hearing this.

Just don't watch it.

If you look at your xp, why not expose it to the entire club? No! Not the entire club, but the entire professional circle!

When the time comes, what kind of NSD dynasty will he build? Just buy a one-way ticket to Mars.

Fortunately, I am cautious enough and know how to disguise these things...

Mu Xiayang glanced back. An Xingyu and the others were all focused on the movie or the barbecue, and no one noticed at all.

nice!

He looked at Wang Shaocheng: "Have you eaten?"

"Ah? Not... not yet."

"Just in time, we are playing inside, let's go in and have something to eat together."

"This is not good, boss, I..." Wang Shaocheng was panicking at this time. In his opinion, he was very lucky to be recognized by the boss and entered the starting lineup. Now he went to the boss's house to eat midnight snacks or something.

..

"It's okay, your master happens to be here too."

"Master?" Wang Shaocheng was stunned when he heard this.

"Yes, Shuangfeng."

...What should I do? I am even more nervous.

But out of admiration for his master and curiosity about his true appearance, Wang Shaocheng still entered the room.

Taking advantage of the opportunity when Wang Shaocheng entered the room, Mu Xiayang pointed his fingers like a sword and flicked his wrist to throw the entire file bag behind the shoe cabinet.

What is technology? This is technology.

I learned it by hiding my personal money.

"Well, Xiaocheng, you're here." An Xingyu obviously didn't expect Wang Shaocheng to come suddenly, she looked at Mu Xiayang.

"Shaocheng sent me a piece of information. It just so happened that he didn't have dinner at night, so I asked him to sit here and have something to eat with me." Mu Xiayang explained, taking a can of Sprite and handing it to Wang Shaocheng, "Just in time, let him try his master's craftsmanship.

."

Wang Shaocheng took the Sprite with fear. At the same time, he secretly looked around Mu Xiayang's house with an envious look in his eyes.

Housing prices in Xiangcheng are not cheap. This house costs one to two hundred square meters, and it is estimated that it will cost no less than four to five million.

A big house looks nice, and I will buy this big house when I get rich in the future.

Chang Feng raised his eyebrows when he heard this, and looked at Wang Shaocheng: "Grey light?"

"Ah? Yes, I am Hui Guang, and teacher, you are Shuang Feng?" Hui Guang came back to his senses and responded quickly.

emmm...how to say it.

Apart from the system, this is the first time someone has used the honorific title "you" to Chang Feng. It feels so strange.

"Yes, but you don't have to. You are all young people, so you don't need to do this." Chang Feng waved his hand and said, picked up a bunch of chicken wings and handed it to Wang Shaocheng, "Come and try my craftsmanship."

"Thank you, Master." Wang Shaocheng took the chicken wings, but didn't eat them, just held them in his hands.

Seeing Wang Shaocheng's reserved look, Chang Feng couldn't help but sigh.

In the game, Hui Guang is a very recognizable person. It was okay when he was not his teacher. Hui Guang was quite easy-going and lively, but since he called him teacher, Chang Feng only felt that his age was related to his seniority.

It has risen by several decades.

Half of his body was buried in the ground in one fell swoop.

But Chang Feng didn't have much to say about this. After all, this habit cannot be changed overnight.

After briefly chatting with Wang Shaocheng for a while, Wang Shaocheng finally couldn't bear the double pressure from his boss and master. In the end, An Xingyu helped him find a reason to get out.

After Wang Shaocheng left, the sudden atmosphere of the parent-teacher meeting finally dissipated. An Xingyu changed the movie and ended up playing the wrong one. The ghostly face that suddenly appeared on the TV scared her so much that she screamed.

"How do you feel?" In order to avoid that grimace, Mu Xia turned her head and asked.

"What does it feel like?"

"He is a man. You have experienced a lot and you can judge people accurately." Mu Xiayang said.

Chang Feng almost couldn't help but stick a stick on Xia Yang's face. She had experienced so much that she envied him for staying there for two years.

"...It's okay. He seems honest, maybe a little greedy for small money, but the main feeling is that he accepts death." Chang Feng thought for a while and replied.

"Greedy for small money?" Mu Xiayang did not expect Chang Feng to give such a comment, "He has been in the youth training camp for several years with the minimum wage. If he is really greedy for small money, how can he sit still for so long?"

Chang Feng never liked talking about these things behind his back, but he recalled the way Wang Shaocheng looked at the house just now. After thinking about it seriously, he replied in a compromising manner: "Maybe I have thought about it."

'In terms of career direction, like me, you are suitable for being a sharp knife, but not suitable for being a conductor.'

Chang Feng was about to say this, but after looking at Tian Yixue, he swallowed his words.

I almost fell back into my old habit again.

"In terms of profession, he is a good knife. In terms of command... he is a bit dull in personality and takes hierarchical relationships very seriously, but he also has strong execution ability. He can lead a team alone at first, or he can slow down

Slowly develop your command skills."

Mu Xiayang didn't expect Chang Feng to give such an answer at all. You must know that in the legend, as the second in command of the guild, Chang Feng always only classified players as commanding type and operational type. The two are distinct, and they only need to do each other

Just do what you are responsible for, and based on this, the Undead Guild has indeed developed into the number one player guild in the non-professional circle.

"...I'm a little curious about what caused you to undergo such a change." Mu Xiayang said.

Chang Feng did not answer, but took the ice coke that Tian Yixue had secretly hidden and poured her a cup of hot red date soup.

Mu Xiayang was silent for a moment: "Special columns are very rare."

"It's not that special categories are rare, it's that we have ignored the player's own possibilities before." Chang Feng glanced at Mu Xiayang, "Do you think I am still a player who only knows how to complete the operation and kill and does not care about the situation?"

Mu Xiayang thought for a moment and then sighed: "Let's not think about these problems for now. Let me think about it."

According to the previous method, we determine what aspect the player is good at and focus on training. This method saves effort and time. However, if we follow Chang Feng's intention, the cost of training a high-level player will be much higher.

Although he knew that it was inappropriate to use costs to calculate players, he, Mu Xiayang, was the boss of NSD, so he could only think this way.

"I obviously didn't come here to talk to you about this in the first place." Mu Xiayang rubbed his face and said.

Chang Feng just shrugged at this. After all, no one expected that Wang Shaocheng would suddenly come over at this time. The only one to blame was Mu Xiayang, the idiot who forgot the information in the club.

The TV played a movie again, this time it was a heartwarming literary romance. An Xingyu not only took out a large bag of potato chips from somewhere, but also squeezed together with Tian Yixue.

It's already twelve o'clock in the evening, and it won't be until two o'clock to finish watching this movie.

Mu Xiayang held his chin and thought carefully: "Why don't you stay here tonight? There happens to be an empty room."

Chang Feng and Tian Yixue looked at Mu Xiayang almost at the same time.

This is good, you can have it - Tian Yixue.

Are you talking about Nima - Chang Feng.