Give Me Some Cuteness

In a Chinese and foreign competition, Team S fought their way through the competition. This time, they won the championship. Whether it was the audience inside or outside the stadium, they all cheered: "Team S, awesome!" The next second the face of the MVP appeared on the big screen. The man held the trophy, tilted his head slightly towards the microphone in the host's hand, stared at the camera, and his magnetic voice surrounded the audience. "The winner is king." The winner is king. We are the winner and China is the king. * One night Shen Qi called to commemorate. "Hello? Memorial." There was silence for a while, and Shen Qi was about to say another sentence of remembrance before he spoke. "How much to borrow?" Shen Qi: "???" How much to borrow for what? "What are you talking about?" Shen Qi asked, frowning. Memorial took a deep breath, as if he was taking it seriously: "It turns out I'm not here to borrow money." Shen Qi asked: "Why do you say I'm here to borrow money?" Shen Qi heard the sound of the door closing on the other end of the phone, and then Jiu Jiu replied: "Usually when people like this who haven't been in contact for a long time suddenly call, 90% of them are here to borrow money." Shen·No contact for a long time·Qi: "…"