The Great Photographer Wantonly

Brother Qian picked out a few signature dishes, then passed the menu to the others.

Clear cleared his throat and showed off his mangled Cantonese. "I wan' shteamed shpoted coral grouper." (I want this steamed spotted coral grouper.)

Not everyone in Pengcheng spoke Cantonese. They had their own local speech, and their Mandarin was quite good too, but mangled Cantonese was a bit much for them.

They seemed to have understood half of it, yet at the same time they hadn't.

Wantonly slapped his thigh several times, laughing. "Don't give the poor waiter a hard time with that Cantonese of yours, hahahahaha!"

Brother Qian looked disgusted too. "Stop ordering and give the menu to Little A Jin."

Just as everyone was teasing Clear, a fluent, magnetic voice speaking Cantonese reached their ears.

"He wants spotted coral grouper." (He wants spotted coral grouper.)

The young man sitting there had delicate, beautiful features, like a girl's. His hair was a little long and wavy, seemingly in the wolf-tail style that had become popular lately, and it brought a sheep to mind.

Hearing the handsome young man's translation, the waiter immediately gave him a grateful smile and wrote it down.

Clear let out a "Yoshi!" and leaned forward. "Sun, you speak Cantonese?"

"Sun's a Pengcheng local."

Brother Qian looked up from his phone screen and explained.

Sun smiled slightly and nodded.

"Yeah, I grew up here."

Sun's ancestral home was actually in Xiaoxiang, but his parents had both come to Pengcheng to build their careers, so he had stayed here since childhood and naturally learned to speak Cantonese.

There was no ice cream among the little desserts here, and Wu Jin was a little disappointed.

But this restaurant's roast goose was especially delicious, and Wu Jin temporarily forgot that small disappointment.

She and Wantonly were the "main force," sweeping away half the food on the table between them. Although the others were already used to the girl's enormous appetite, they still paused at the sight.

Just how many stomachs did she have in there?

Shi Mu ladled out a bowl of slow-cooked soup and handed it to Wu Jin. "Have some soup. Don't just eat."

Wu Jin hadn't drunk a drop of water since they started, conquering one delicacy after another. Watching her made Shi Mu's temples throb.

Wu Jin took a small sip, found she didn't much like it, and quietly pushed the soup away.

Pengcheng's traditional slow-cooked soups tended to have all sorts of things added to them: medicinal herbs, red dates, lotus seeds. People from elsewhere generally had trouble getting used to them, but locals loved them. In their words:

Nothing beat the freshness of the original flavors!

Seeing Wu Jin's little gesture, Shi Mu smiled and sighed, then asked the waiter to bring over a few bottles of drinks.

Aside from Sun and Shi Mu, the others all had a little trouble getting used to the soup.

Sun: "Captain, you can actually drink this soup?"

Shi Mu smiled. "Yeah, I went to school here."

He had only studied here for a few months before leaving to play esports.

As he spoke, he naturally poured a drink into a glass and handed it to Wu Jin.

Sun noticed the little gesture.

Captain's really good to Jin.

No, that's not right.

Captain's such a good person!

His little brain was already full of games, leaving him no room to think much further.

The next day, the GOD group got up early, ready to spend the day having fun in Pengcheng.

Yesterday, Brother Qian had told them their plane tickets back to Jiangcheng were booked for the twelfth. They had just enough time to do some sightseeing, so he told them to go out and relax.

As for Brother Qian and Coach Ming, they still had work to finish and didn't have time to go with them.

Sun rarely got a chance to come back to Pengcheng, so he had gone home after dinner last night.

The remaining few went to a restaurant Sun had recommended for morning tea. Though it was called morning tea, they could actually come and eat it whenever they liked~

There was a rich variety of dishes, and Wantonly was practically drooling over the menu, so they ordered a whole tableful.

Wu Jin thought Pengcheng really was a nice city.

There was so much food.

She especially liked the shrimp dumplings and red rice rolls, eating several plates of them all by herself.

The steaming shrimp dumplings were plump and full, translucent when bitten into, filling her mouth with the savory aroma of meat and the fresh flavor of seafood. The rice rolls had a delicate texture and a crisp bite, and dipped in the special sauce, they were impossible to stop eating.

"Don't eat until you're too full. It'll be uncomfortable to walk later."

Shi Mu brought Wu Jin a glass of milk from somewhere, smiling faintly as he looked at the tall stacks of empty plates on the table.

She didn't know when it had started, but Wu Jin had grown used to drinking a glass of milk every morning, because Shi Mu always handed one to her.

She had been so hungry before that she never turned down food when she saw it. She hadn't expected to develop a habit of drinking milk now.

"Where are we going later?"

Clear had eaten his fill and was slouched in his chair with one leg crossed over the other, looking for all the world like a little hoodlum.

Wantonly opened his notes app and looked at the itinerary he had stayed up late making last night.

"We came to Pengcheng, so of course we're going to see the sea!"

That was right. FKL's number one moe god, Wantonly, who could eat a lot and was fat, was a J through and through. Traveling without a plan made him feel as uncomfortable as if ants were crawling all over him.

The weather was especially good today too, sunny and clear.

But none of them had brought swimsuits, so they had to take a walk around the mall first.

Four grown men walked into a women's swimwear shop at once, leaving the saleswomen who had wanted to approach them stunned for a moment. Their professional training, however, made them immediately recover.

The looks they gave them gradually grew strange.

So they like wearing women's clothes...

Noticing the saleswomen's meaningful expressions, He Zhen hurriedly explained, "Hello, miss. We're not the ones buying a swimsuit. She is."

As he spoke, the group stepped aside, revealing the girl surrounded in their midst. The saleswomen suddenly understood that the words "a beauty like a painting" were no exaggeration.

Seeing the pretty girl, a saleswoman immediately and enthusiastically introduced several swimsuits suited to Wu Jin. The grown men offered their opinions too, showing no embarrassment at being in a women's clothing store.

"I think this yellow one's good. It's so eye-catching and cute! Little sis, if you wear it out, you'll blind everyone!"

"I think this blue one looks nice, with the little flowers on it. What do you think, Little A Jin?"

The saleswoman's mouth twitched. "That's children's clothing."

Everyone else: ...

In the end, Wu Jin bought a bright green halter-neck swimsuit that looked especially exotic. She had actually taken a fancy to a shark suit, but the GOD members all shook their heads, so she bought the one Shi Mu had recommended.

In Wantonly's words, she had to pick a swimsuit that would photograph well. He had even brought a camera.

If he hadn't played esports, Wantonly would have really wanted to become a photographer. He often dragged his teammates in to model for him, and the photos GOD's members posted on Weibo were mostly taken by him.

Without him, where would the fans find food?

The beach was privately owned by a hotel, so they paid to book rooms there. The moment Clear saw the sand and sea, he ran wild, grabbing a surfboard and charging straight into the water.

The young man's toned muscles looked especially fine bathed in sunlight, and his blond hair was particularly eye-catching in the light. With that handsome face on top of it, he drew the gazes of quite a few young women.

Caught up in Clear's excitement, He Zhen also plunged into the sea to swim and play in the water.

Wantonly snapped several photos of Clear and He Zhen. People were most natural and photogenic when they were simply going about their lives.