"Fuck, Hua Xiaoyi, old K is so ruthless, how do you Heiyan people usually live, not to mention playing tricks is something to be proud of, he still looks so beautiful! "
Cat, Cat, and Bear really didn't want to be dragged into trouble by this guy. After all, the boss's scheming, he was learning every day, but as a friend, he still reminded him a little: "Shut up and record."
Huang Mao coughed and sat up straight.
Feng Nai didn't even look this way, as if he was talking about an unimportant matter: "The contestants' psychological analysis and the level of stress resistance should be understood from the details of life, and the video recording is for the psychiatrist Get to know everyone better."
"If someone thinks something is wrong, they can bring it up to a psychiatrist."
"But one thing, during this time in Milan, everyone had better keep their bottom line and don't make trouble."
When it comes to the last sentence.
His eyes fell on Suy.
Those eyes were so cold that there was no warmth at all.
Suy, whose eyes were still rolling, felt a sudden chill on his back, and withdrew his thoughts again and again.
The car became quiet, and everyone was resting, as if what happened just now hadn't happened.
But as the coach of the team, Zhao Sanpang didn't say that on his face.
Looking at the young faces in this car, he thought a lot.
Obviously wearing the same battle uniform, but it is different from that time.
Zhao Sanpang lowered his head and took a cigarette in his mouth, with a ruthless expression.
I didn't come here before, I just heard about it, and I can imagine what kind of situation the little facial paralysis is.
It's really coming, it feels different.
The people in the car could see the anger on his face.
Some contestants finally learned how to restrain themselves, and when they got off the car, they were still in the front.
"Fatty, I'll get it for you."
Zhao Sanpang picked up the bag: "No need, your hands are the most delicate now."
As he said that, he greeted the back: "You don't need to take things, just enter the door and report your name to get the room card, single room." Speaking of this, he paused for a moment, and didn't hint at it, and looked directly at Feng Nai: "Don't share rooms with each other , Talk to the training room if you have any questions."
Feng Nai curled her thin lips and refused to deny it.
Zhao Sanpang clapped his hands: "Everyone, in three hours, there will be a meeting in the training room."
"yes."
The players have just arrived and need to rest.
After all, the long-distance flight and jet lag are really painful, but Zhao Sanpang couldn't feel at ease because of the team's fatal problems before the game started.
"What's wrong with Fat God? I've been depressed since just now."
"I don't know, ah, I'm exhausted, let's go upstairs first."
"good."
What is the scariest thing about going to war is that the enemy may have known your weakness long ago, but you yourself have not noticed it at all.
Zhao Sanpang had no idea how many of the players in this batch could really play.
On the contrary, the H country team is confident.
In the black business car, there was such a conversation.
"You must have seen it, the problem of the Huaxia team."
"Yes, we were overthinking. They can't make it to the top ten at all, let alone play in the finals. Bey can't play a big role."
"People, I still need teammates."
After saying this, the manager of Team H smiled.
In the hotel lobby, no one noticed that before Mo Bei went upstairs, he took a look at Zhao Sanpang's back, his eyes were deep and shallow, like an impenetrable night sea...
(end of this chapter)