Chapter 11: Early game

Lin drove into the ward and saw Zhou Jiayu and Shen Yipeng lying in bed.
Both of them still had water on their backs, and they saw Lin coming in from the water. All of them showed a nice expression... but unfortunately they completely forgot, Lin could not see their expressions.

Is the mushroom good?
Lin’s thin lips and micro-opening, the tone is not too cold, but still make the two on the bed have a dim sum.
"Not good -" the two lie on their heads.

Would you like to have another meal?
Lin asked again.
"I don't want to--" It's about the same as the schoolchildren who are being trained. If Zhou Jiayu and Shen Yipeng are lying on the bed, it is estimated that they have to look down at their backs.
"Is it better for me to ask you to take a takeaway meal?" Lin's voice is very gentle. If you don't know what people are listening to, it is estimated that he really cares about the two pitiful patients in the bed.
"Don't eat, sir, I am wrong." Shen Yi poor guilty and cried, "I don't want to eat anything again."
The sound of the water is as cold as ice: "You should be thankful that the game is about to begin."
When Zhou Jiayu was trained, the whole process was as quiet as a chicken. After all, he even touched Lin’s buttocks, and Lin’s water did not cut his hand. He was thankful.
After Lin Shushui said this, he did not reprimand the two, told them to come back directly after leaving the hospital, and then turned and left. It seems that they are somewhat angry.
Shen Yipeng was lying in bed desperately asking: "Zhou Jiayu, what have you done, let Mr. so angry."
Zhou Jiayu thought about what I could do, and I was desperate. He shouted: "There is nothing, just take a gentleman's ass."
Shen Yiqian: "..."
Zhou Jiayu said: "Are you not talking?"
Shen Yiqian touched his nose and said: "Are you really alive? Is it that you are already dead, I see your soul."
Zhou Jiayu: "..."
The sin can still be alive, and Zhou Jiayu feels that he really cares for the blessing of the game. He indented into the bed and said with a sigh of relief: "You said, if I lost the game..."
Shen Yipeng cast a pity on him: "If you lost the game before, you can still send some money to check you back. Now if you lose... maybe..."
Zhou Jiayu said: "Is it possible?"
Shen Yipeng said: "It may be that you really want to bury Yunnan."
Zhou Jiayu: "..."
Shen Yipeng said: "But look at the sentiment of poisoning together, I will try to conceal the ashes after your cremation into a ceramic jar."
Zhou Jiayu said: "I really thank you."
Shen Yipeng said: "You are very polite."
Zhou Jiayu actually felt a bit of indescribable sadness.
After lying in the hospital for two days, the three people were discharged from the hospital.
Of course, on the day of discharge, Lin was not in the water, or Yang Ziquan drove them back to the hotel.
In the car, Yang Ziquan said: "Tomorrow is about to start, are you ready?"
Yang Mian said: "Ready!"
Zhou Jiayu said: "I am ready!" He has already selected the ceramic pot color he likes and sent it to Shen Yipeng.
Shen Yiqian probably knew what he was thinking and sighed and patted him on the shoulder.
The game is about to begin, and Zhou Jiayu still knows a little about the feng shui. According to Shen Yipeng, he is referring to it, Zhou Jiayu is fierce.
When a few people arrived at the hotel, Lin Zhushui was chatting with another stranger. It can be seen that he is very famous in the feng shui line, because in addition to the people who chat with him, there are still a few words to stop and see, and Lin’s eyes are all stars.
Zhou Jiayu has an illusion that he seems to have seen countless fans who are chasing stars.
"Sir, we are back." Although Shen Yipeng was afraid, he still greeted Lin and water.
"Well, go to rest." Lin said, "The game will be played tomorrow, and I will go to play somewhere else tonight."
Shen Yipeng and Zhou Jiayu still dare not to go, they are all ready to return to the house.
Before entering the house, Zhou Jiayu asked Shen Yipeng to say what the content of the last game was. Shen Yijun scratched his head: "I have forgotten the preliminary game too simple, I will remember that the final content is the Dragon Point."
Zhou Jiayu: "...lying trough, dragon cave?!"
Shen Yi poorly looked at Zhou Jiayu: "You don't even know what the dragon's point is?"
Zhou Jiayu: "...Yes."
Shen Yi poorly sighed: "Go safely."
Zhou Jiayu almost didn't cry.
Then the two went back to each family, each looking for a mother, Zhou Jiayu lying on his bed, shrinking into a group, feeling an indescribable cold, he said: "Sacrifice eight, how do I feel so cold, is this? Is it a sign before my death?"
Sacrifice eight said: "You hit the air conditioner high."
Zhou Jiayu: "..." He silently took the remote control board and found that the air conditioner was twenty-three degrees. Well, it was a bit cold, and the height point was raised.
Tomorrow is a game of life, and Zhou Jiayu thinks that he will be nervous and afraid to sleep. But in fact, he just fell asleep in less than ten minutes when he went to bed. What is insomnia is not there at all.
The next day, when he got up and washed, the sacred sacred sentence came: "At 10:30 last night, Lin went through the water and knocked the door."
Zhou Jiayu's mouthful of foam: "Ah?"
Sacrifice eight said: "He estimates that you will be nervous and insomnia, so I want to comfort you."
Zhou Jiayu: "..."
Sacrifice 8: "But as if he only knocked on the door once, he heard your grunt..."
Zhou Jiayu shook his hand slightly: "I am and snoring?"
Sacrifice eight said: "Yes."
Zhou Jiayu: "..."
Sacrifice eight sorrows: "So, he turned and left..."
Zhou Jiayu did not want to say anything, quiet washing, change clothes, go downstairs to have breakfast.
He fell asleep in this game. Shen Yipeng, who is not playing, has dark circles. When he saw Zhou Jiayu, he asked: "Is it very nervous, is it insomnia? I was the one who was very powerful in my brothers. I have been insomnia for a night -"
Zhou Jiayu looked down and didn't dare to look at the forest sitting next to him, shamelessly lying: "Well, I didn't sleep very much..."
Lin was sneer by the water.
Zhou Jiayu: "..." Brother, I am wrong.
Shen Yipeng still doesn't know what's going on, somehow whispered: "How come you messed up with Mr.?"
Zhou Jiayu’s face was not answered.
Lin did not say anything, but he was as cold as peacetime: "When you are finished, you are ready to go, enter the arena early."
Zhou Jiayu thought this is also the reason, after all, early death and early life.
A few people were sitting in the car of Yang Ziquan. Yang cotton was also a portrait that didn't fall asleep. The dark circles under the eyes were particularly obvious. The people who watched this car also had the same mental state of Zhou Jiayu and Lin Zhushui. Lin Biao did not say anything. Zhou Jiayu was actually very nervous, but the tension obviously did not affect his sleep quality. ......
The game is really crowded, and it also proves that the Feng Shui community really values ​​this game.
Zhou Jiayu actually saw a lot of foreigners outside the stadium. He was terrified: "This is still an international event -"
Shen Yipeng said: "Yes, congratulations, you have to throw your husband's face abroad."
Zhou Jiayu: "..."
Lin’s expression of water has not changed, but the mood of Zhou Jiayu has changed. I always feel that Lin’s expression is cold and scary. I might even take a shot from my pocket at any time. The knife will take him a knife. Sudden death.
Sacrifice eight comfort Zhou Jiayu said that Lin Zhushui will never do such a thing without technical content, let him peace of mind the game, if unfortunately really lost...
Zhou Jiayu said pity: "What will happen?"
Sacrifice eight said: "Then I only have to find the next host..."
Zhou Jiayu felt that he was completely betrayed by the whole world.
Although there are many people watching the lively outside the stadium, there are only players who can enter the stadium, and in order to avoid zu0\'b-i, all the communication means are shielded. And once zu0\'b-i is found, the one represented by that player will be deprived of three qualifications, which means that there is no way to participate in this competition for twelve years.
Lin Zhushui handed Zhou Jiayu's number plate to him. The number plate is a small round medal made of jade, with a beautiful one hundred and fifty-six in a small 篆 font.
Zhou Jiayu squeezed a small card and felt his own world. He said, "I am going, sir."
Lin was a faint sigh of water.
Shen Yipeng pretended to wipe the tears behind.
Zhou Jiayu hesitated for a moment, cheeky and said: "First, sir, you have nothing to say to me?"
Lin Shunshui said: "Friendship is second, the game is the first."
Zhou Jiayu: "........." Where do I come from?
Lin said again and again: "Do your best, if you are unfortunately lost."
Zhou Jiayu listened to the gentle voice of Lin Zhushui, and was about to move. Lin’s voice was cold:
I will buy three pounds of bacteria for you to eat.

Zhou Jiayu: "..." He began to regret asking Lin Zhushui what he wanted to say to him. The two are also very touched by the ass, why is it so unremarkable? Of course, he only dares to think quietly, if he really said it, he might not have to go to the game.
With the mood of the wind, Xiao Yu, and easy water, Zhou Jiayu walked slowly into the arena.
The little girl who checked the number plate was actually a fan of Lin Zhushui. "You are the disciple of Mr. Lin? Come on!"
Zhou Jiayu smiled strongly: "Thank you, I will cheer up."
The little girl said: "I hope that Mr. Lin will win this year!"
Zhou Jiayu heard no words, and his feelings drifted away like a ghost. He is now very grateful that he did not ask Lin Shishui’s disciples before the record of this game...
The author has something to say: Hahaha red envelope into V, today is also 100, come early and get early ~
Lin Zhushui: It’s like, win, and give you something to eat.
Zhou Jiayu: What is delicious?
Lin Zhushui: Guess?
Zhou Jiayu:..................