This operation is familiar

Chapter 61 Headphones

Song Weisheng vaguely remembered that Jiang Yiyao's home address was Chuanbai Road, and he also remembered that his relationship with his parents was not good.

Although Jiang Yiyao didn't say it clearly when the two talked about it, judging from the meaning between the lines, his parents didn't support him playing games, and it seemed that the relationship was very tense because of this incident.

"Will it be too disturbing?" Song Weisheng asked.

"No, I live by myself."

Song Weisheng thought for a while, but didn't refuse, but turned around, packed some clothes, and followed Jiang Yiyao.

The two chose a movie that started at 8:3 p.m. in a nearby movie theater. Song Wei's voice was not pure, and he wanted to find a beautiful romance movie to squeeze in a dark movie theater with Jiang Yiyao to develop some ambiguous roots. I chose a literary film that has a bad reputation and is said to be very boring.The attendance rate of this film was very low, so low that there were only three or five people watching with them until the film opened.Song Weisheng has been under high-intensity pressure recently, and his daily sleep time is less than 5 hours. It is the first time for him to watch a movie with Jiang Yiyao, and he really wants to try hard to remember the details of the movie, so that after the movie is over, he can follow him. Jiang Yiyao had more topics to discuss, but this movie was so boring, the opening scene was silent for [-] minutes like a silent movie, which instantly aroused Song Weisheng's sleepiness.

He was still a little conscious between half-dream and half-awake, trying to open his eyes and sit up straight, so as not to cause the embarrassing scene of falling asleep on the spot when he asked someone to watch a movie for the first time, but this movie didn't have a climax at all, even if there was a follow-up After reading the lines, it is like chanting sutras to lure people to sleep.

Song Weisheng staggered here and there for a long time. He wanted to turn his head back at a 45° angle again, but he felt a pair of gentle big hands gently clasping his shoulders, giving him a generous and warm support. .

"team leader……"

"Go to sleep."

It may be a problem with the movie, or it may be that Jiang Yiyao's low and soft voice is too deceptive, which made Song Weisheng unable to struggle anymore, and plunged into a sweet dream, no longer caring about what the movie was doing.

He slept for a long time this time, and he couldn't wake up no matter what. He vaguely knew that the movie was over, and vaguely knew that Jiang Yiyao called him twice in his ears, but the long-term exhaustion hit him hard like a flood of venting. In his sleep, he wanted to open his eyes, but only those fan-like long eyelashes trembled a few times in admiration.

Just when he didn't know what to do, it seemed that someone put a coat on him and hugged him--then, noisy voices came from all directions, and the person hugged him through the movie theater after the movie was over. The crowd carried him into a taxi, carried him through the cold wind and silent winter night roads, and carried him into a door.

Song Weisheng didn't know whether this experience was a dream or real existence, until he was really full of sleep and opened his eyes, he was already lying on a big soft bed——

11:30 am? !

Song Weisheng bounced up from the unfamiliar room in shock, and calmed down a little when he found a familiar team uniform.

This is Jiang Yiyao's room.

Or is it his home?

Song Weisheng glanced at the quilt on the bed, then at the clothes he hadn't changed all night, he got out of the quilt embarrassingly, and put on a pair of slippers that were obviously prepared for him.

The room he is currently in is very large and the decoration is very simple. In addition to a big bed about two meters long, there is also a single sofa that looks extremely comfortable. The color tone of the room is a large area of ​​white and gray. The bathroom, but it can be seen that the owner of the room rarely lives here, the cloakroom is empty, and there are only a few basic toiletries in the bathroom.

Song Weisheng didn't find Jiang Yiyao in the room, so he had to go out of the room to look outside.

The outside space is larger, and the decoration like the model room makes the whole house look expensive and clean.Song Weisheng didn't know what location it was, so he went to the French window of the balcony and took a look outside, and saw a landmark building in this city. If the location of that building is used to divide it, the location he is in now should be It's on Chuanbai Road, the most famous wealthy area.

Song Weisheng's family is not poor, but if his parents want to buy a house on Chuanbai Road where land is expensive, they probably have to hold a family meeting carefully and discuss it for several days.

Jiang Yiyao was not in the living room, not in the study, not in the empty room full of cardboard boxes and sundries.

Song Weisheng walked around the big house alone, and wanted to take out his mobile phone to call Jiang Yiyao, but a cardboard box in the utility room caught his attention.

The cardboard box was open, and it was filled with all kinds of obsolete mechanical supplies, such as keyboards, mice, graphics cards, hard drives, and several very expensive gaming headsets.

Song Weisheng picked up one of them, touched the soft leather on it, and put it back gently.

"Wake up?"

Suddenly, Jiang Yiyao's voice sounded from behind.

Song Weisheng hurriedly adjusted his expression, turned his head, and said vigorously: "Captain, where have you been?"

Jiang Yiyao went to buy breakfast, and wanted to ask him to come out to eat, but found that he was smiling extremely reluctantly, and his eyes could not hide the depression.

What's wrong?What's wrong with this room?

Jiang Yiyao was puzzled, and wanted to ask him, but was interrupted by him laughing and joking, so he took the breakfast he just bought and took him to the restaurant together.

Song Weisheng didn't think too much when he promised Jiang Yiyao to come to his house as a guest. After all, electronic equipment is the most common thing in the homes of e-sports players like them. With the opportunity to practice, Jiang Yiyao could even give him some pointers, but it never occurred to him that Jiang Yiyao didn't even have a decent computer at home, except for the pile of disassembled parts in the utility room - probably not even a mainframe. Can't save.

"During the rest time, you should take a good rest and don't think about anything about the competition." Jiang Yiyao opened the breakfast that he just bought one by one, sat opposite Song Weisheng, and handed him a pair of chopsticks.

Song Weisheng knew that he should combine work and rest. Although his body was young, he couldn't stand such a hard work. If he didn't improve his skills during this period, it would not be worth the loss if his body was dragged down.

Now that the captain said so, he no longer forced himself to take a sip of the sweet and glutinous oatmeal, and then picked up a crystal shrimp dumpling with a unique shape and full filling, and put it in his mouth. The shrimp dumpling has a special taste, Song Weisheng After tasting the product carefully, I glanced at the name of the restaurant on the box, and asked in surprise, "Does this restaurant also serve breakfast?"

Jiang Yiyao responded casually without explaining too much. Now that it was approaching noon, most of the breakfast shops were closed. He was afraid that Song Weisheng would not be able to eat just after waking up, so he had to go to the restaurant he usually frequented to buy some simple and light food. Food, let him pad his stomach first.

Song Weisheng said: "I thought his family only made pizza and pasta."

Jiang Yiyao said, "Have you ever eaten at this restaurant?"

Song Weisheng had indeed eaten, but hadn't been there.

At that time, Jiang Yiyao often packed pizza from this restaurant for him when he was living in his house, but now it's hard to explain clearly, so he could only look away and say, "I've been there a few times."

Jiang Yiyao's hand that was drinking the porridge suddenly stopped, staring at Song Weisheng for a few seconds.

This shouldn't be something worth lying about. If Song Weisheng had really been to this restaurant, he should know that this restaurant is divided into two restaurants.

One is the Chinese food department.

One is the western food department.