Chapter 189 Barbecue

Jiang Xiao posted a photo on Weibo, taken when he first arrived in Chang'an, at the snack street next to the university.

In the photo, Xia Yan had one arm linked with Han Jiangxue’s, while the other hand held a skewer of barbecue.

Various stalls lined both sides, each lit with small lamps.

Closest to the camera was a vendor grilling teppanyaki squid. Under the faint smoke, the squid sizzled and dripped oil, coated in chili sauce. The atmosphere here was particularly lively.

Jiang Xiao posted the picture at eleven o'clock at night, with the caption: Which one to choose? Or, um... teppanyaki squid!

The first type of comment was still from the "brother-in-law" army, but their clutches had gradually begun to extend to Xia Yan; they were no longer satisfied with the Snow Goddess.

"Two goddesses are in front of you, and you choose grilled squid???"

"Wow, little brother-in-law, Snow Sister's back view is so beautiful. I really want to hug Xia Yan."

"For such an ethereal girl to appear here is like a fairy descending to earth."

The second type of comment, of course, was abuse.

"Are you a dog!? How dare you poison people in the middle of the night!"

"Bastard, you made me order takeout again. I was trying to resist."

"What did I do wrong? Why did you show me this?"

As for the third type, they were fans who were following Jiang Xiao’s competition.

"Yo, Little Poisonous Milk, I haven't paid attention for a few days, and you're already wandering out of Beijiang, wandering around the whole country?"

"Remember your name, King of Poisonous Milk, don't embarrass our Beijiang!"

"The opening ceremony for the competition is tomorrow, and you're still strolling around outside eating street food? What if you get diarrhea?"

"Upstairs, he's a milk..."

"He is indeed a milk, but he's a poisonous milk. What if he poisons himself to death while healing himself?"

"..."

Jiang Xiao posted old content, so it was misunderstood. But Jiang Xiao didn't explain. It was already morning, and he was lying on the bed scrolling through Weibo, occasionally responding to concerns from his high school friends.

"It's time to get up, Xiao Pi. We can't be late today." Li Weiyi finished washing up, folded his blanket neatly, and turned to look at Jiang Xiao.

"Okay." Jiang Xiao was like a salted fish, as if he had lost his dream.

He lazily lay on the bed. These past few days had exhausted him. Registration and physical examinations were more tiring than the competition.

He'd rather just go straight to the national competition.

However, Jiang Xiao and his team had met many talented young people from all over the country during these days, each with distinct characteristics.

"Different regions nurture different people," as the saying goes.

Jiang Xiao heard all kinds of accents and saw all kinds of faces.

Here, it should be said why Jiang Xiao posted the Weibo photo. It was mainly because yesterday, during registration, a girl of medium height and pretty appearance kept staring at Han Jiangxue and Xia Yan. Not only that, but she couldn't control her facial expressions very well.

Others might just be envious in their hearts, but this girl was practically burning with jealousy, looking very disdainful and muttering, "Are those long legs prosthetic limbs?"

Jiang Xiao mainly wanted to annoy this jealous woman, so he deliberately chose a photo that made the two girls look like they had long legs, and then posted it on Weibo.

People come in all shapes and sizes.

Height and appearance are not something we can decide, so there is no high or low status.

But a person's heart can be divided into noble and base.

A beautiful appearance can only bring you temporary favor, while an ugly soul will make you humble for life.

Jiang Xiao could feel that this woman had almost written jealousy and hatred on her face. She must have been paying attention to Jiang Xiao's team all along.

And this photo of long legs also had delicious food...

Jiang Xiao thought, "Might as well kill two birds with one stone." So he deliberately chose to post the photo in the middle of the night, to annoy the jealous woman and the poisonous milk fans who were following him.

Are you hungry?

Good, you should be. It's good that I didn't post a nine-grid photo. That day we ate barbecue lamb skewers, grilled sausages, egg pancakes, oil-splashed noodles, sour plum juice, grilled squid, cold noodles, mutton paomo...

…

Yesterday in the auditorium, Yuan Qinghua's team was of course the center of attention. Jiang Xiao also saw Gong Yuge and Deng Siyang walking at the front of the team.

Gong Yuge’s injuries had healed, and the expression on his face was very interesting.

Gong Yuge seemed to have a problem with his self-positioning. He accepted all the adoring and respectful gazes that people were directing towards Yuan Qinghua.

This scene was a perfect interpretation of "the fox exploiting the tiger's might."

Two hundred teams, eight hundred contestants. Some teams even brought substitute players. Such a group of top-notch students from all over the country gathered together, so the atmosphere was bound to be tense!

They were all young people, full of energy, and could be ignited with a spark. Who would submit to whom? Who would be afraid of whom?

But there were no conflicts yesterday, because... rows of mighty and burly soldiers stood in the auditorium. No one dared to act recklessly.

Among all the teams, apart from the more famous star students, such as Yuan Qinghua and Han Jiangxue, the others did not attract widespread attention.

But Jiang Xiao noticed a phenomenon: the teams from the Imperial Capital seemed to be forming a group in a planned way.

The teams from the Imperial Capital didn't seem to have any deep hatred. Instead, they were chatting and laughing, in a state of harmony.

!!!

Are you guys responding to the national call and practicing good social values here?

This is a competition, okay?

A competition where rankings come first and friendship comes third, okay!?

Who is second?

Of course, this alliance army is the second most idiotic...

When Jiang Xiao discovered all this, he felt like cursing. The Imperial Capital already had the largest number of participating teams, and the quality was needless to say. How bad could the teams from the capital be?

But now you're forming a strong alliance?

Logically, shouldn't you be fighting to the death and constantly conflicting on weekdays?

Aren't you supposed to be competitors? How could you be so harmonious?

This is a team competition, but you want to form an alliance army? Do you have any shame?

Shouldn't this be a foul?

Jiang Xiao immediately wanted to launch an Avengers alliance. The first team he wanted to rope in was, of course, the familiar hometown team: Xin Danxi No. 11 Middle School.

But Wu Haoyang directly replied, "Fierce beasts always walk alone. Only cattle and sheep travel in herds."

Jiang Xiao: "..."

Jiang Xiao still remembered Wu Haoyang's expression at the time. His tiger eyes were bright and full of fighting spirit, gazing far away at the harmonious Imperial Capital teams, and saying word by word, "Me, fierce beast. Them, cattle and sheep."

Jiang Xiao weakly responded, "Why don't you just quit the team then? Be thoroughly fierce."

Then Wu Haoyang ignored Jiang Xiao.

Jiang Xiao then stretched out his finger and poked Wu Haoyang's kidney, "Fierce beast? Are you going to talk or not?"

Wu Haoyang: "If you touch my kidney again, I'll fiercely deal with you!"

Then Jiang Xiao didn't dare to bother with Wu Haoyang again...

…

"Young Master, get up. Get up and wash up. It's already six thirty. The competition rules will be announced at nine o'clock, and then we'll enter the competition! Can you please be nervous!" Li Weiyi pulled off Jiang Xiao's blanket and said earnestly.

Jiang Xiao shuddered and fell to the ground... Young Master? Where did that title come from?

He only saw Li Weiyi's face full of helplessness, "I was clearly accepted, but I still have to coax you to get up and participate in the competition. I clearly don't need to risk my life in the Ancient Emperor's Tomb."

"Oh, oh, I got it, Brother Li, I was wrong. Speak nicely!" Jiang Xiao lay under the bed and replied to the last Weibo comment.

Han Jiangxue had commented on Jiang Xiao's latest Weibo at four thirty this morning, so she must have something on her mind and couldn't sleep soundly.

Xiao Jiangxue's reply was also simple: @JiangXiaoPiPiBuPi, add oil (a phrase meaning "good luck," "go for it").

Under Li Weiyi's urging, Jiang Xiao replied and ran into the bathroom.

JiangXiaoPiPiBuPi: @SuoLìWēng, I don't have oil, but I have enough milk. Do you want some (??w??)??.