Although she had eaten her share of delicacies during her two months of travel, Chinese food still suited her taste best. As soon as Lin Qiao sat down, she started showing off, and she was already full after only half of the dishes on the table had been served.
Lin Ji, in a bad mood, didn’t join the meal. She only knew Ouyang Zhuo at the table, so after filling her stomach, she sat quietly listening to them review the day’s matches.
Perhaps she wasn’t really interested in this kind of competitive game, or perhaps their discussion was too technical for her to understand, or maybe she hadn’t slept well after getting up too early, but as she listened, she propped her chin up with her hand and gradually began to doze off.
Seeing her eyelids drooping, Ouyang Zhuo quickly changed the subject.
“Shiliu, what happened this morning? Did you really splash that on Lin Ji?”
Hearing someone mention Lin Ji’s name, Lin Qiao immediately opened her eyes and woke up.
Liu Liu looked up a beat late, honestly shaking her head: “I don’t know.”
Ouyang Zhuo was already used to this kind of reaction: “Your motorcycle is temporarily confiscated. You are not allowed to ride it during the preparation period. From now on, you will ride the team’s motorcycle when you compete.”
Liu Liu remained expressionless in the face of the boss’s arrangement, offering no resistance, simply saying ‘Oh’ and continuing to eat.
Liu Liu is only eighteen years old this year. As the team’s darling, the other team members are very tolerant of her. She has no other hobbies except for games and motorcycles.
Xigua wanted to say a few words for her, but was once again warned by Ouyang Zhuo about the bonus.
Seeing Ouyang Zhuo managing his team so well, completely different from the troubled youth who was addicted to fighting half a year ago, Lin Qiao suddenly felt a sense of relief, like seeing a problem student suddenly find his direction and start to study properly.
Indeed, one must find their passion; only with passion can one move forward without hesitation.
Out of the corner of his eye, Ouyang Zhuo caught sight of Lin Qiao, who was resting her chin on her hand and tilting her head to look at him. His ears burned uncontrollably.
“You…you guys go back and have extra training tonight!”
In his nervousness, he forgot what he was going to say and stammered about extra training.
Upon hearing that they had extra training that night, the team members at the table groaned, like students reluctant to do their homework.
“Boss, today’s match against SPK was so intense! Even though we lost, it wasn’t too bad, right? We may not have made any great contributions, but we certainly put in a lot of hard work!”
“Exactly!”
Xigua was the quickest to notice, immediately spotting the problem and proactively calling on Lin Qiao, “Lin Qiao, as our boss’s friend, can you help us talk to him?”
All eyes immediately turned to Lin Qiao.
She was an outsider and didn’t understand esports, so she shouldn’t have interfered with other people’s management. However, having worked before, she knew how demanding working late was.
So she tentatively offered to help, saying, “How about…”
Ouyang Zhuo hadn’t really wanted them to have extra training, so he immediately agreed, “Okay.”
Seeing his boss’s pathetic state, Xigua shook his head in exasperation and offered a helping hand: “By the way, do you know why our team is called BW?”
Lin Qiao put her hand, which had been supporting her chin, to her mouth, subtly covering it. She had an answer in mind, but it wasn’t easy to say.
She simply shook her head.
Xigua, thinking she knew, encouraged her to speak up: “Guess!”
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