The atmosphere of Hei Yan has been wrong since he was in the break room.
Mo Bei is a person who doesn't take "like" seriously.
So what she said in cold blood all around would not affect the game.
But even then, the mood will be different than usual.
Not to mention cats, cats and bears.
This incident came too suddenly.
If it is before the game, professional teams will have relative ways to relieve stress.
But today, everything is different.
Anxiety is inevitable.
Pros.
Not a man of God.
Winning or losing can't be completely predicted.
How many people were scolded for wanting to end their careers because they lost.
How many people survived and became indestructible.
Simply like games
That wasn't enough to get them where they are now.
The same goes for North.
What supported her was never just liking.
The light in her eyes fell on her left hand.
Just don't play assassins.
The left field will not be seen by others.
But then, unless she's not playing support...
"Hei Yan's mentality seems a bit wrong."
"Play hard for a while."
"Captain, isn't it, are we going to take this opportunity to march?"
Shang Shang's captain looked sideways: "Did I say something like this? The opponent's state is not right, that's the opponent's business, what we have to do is to fight hard."
"That's right." The man chuckled, "It's fortunate that there are few people who like us, and the club's reputation isn't great."
The manager who was listening by the side already had veins popping out of his forehead, and couldn't bear it any longer: "There are few people who like you, what's the good thing about that! Also, you don't have a lot of fame! Even if there is no one who says that about your team!"
I was going to be pissed off!
Most importantly, Feng Yi, the advisor of the enemy team, was standing next to him.
Little bastards, can you let him earn some steam in front of his old friends!
"Manager Wu, you're still so energetic." Feng Yi pushed down his glasses, smiling unabated.
Facing this person, Wu Ming had a shadow in his heart: "Aren't you worried about Hei Yan?"
"Of course I'm worried." Feng Yichang sighed: "They are still children, how could they bear such a bad name."
Wu Minggang wanted to feel that this person finally had a conscience, and he didn't need his set of business studies to measure the team.
He smiled slowly: "Old Wu, do you think I would say that?"
Wu Ming stared, didn't he
Feng Yi took off his glasses and wiped them slowly: "If you can't even resolve these psychological pressures, then the captain is incompetent. I will find a chance for Hei Yan to replace King."
Wu Ming opened his mouth: "K, is he really your nephew?"
"Although I don't want to admit it, it's true." Feng Yi put on his glasses again, and said with a businesslike smile: "Okay, there are still a lot of things to deal with outside, if you know that the right team is you, there is nothing to worry about .”
Wu Ming groaned; "Who do you look down on?"
"It's not looking down on me." Feng Yi looked sideways: "The team you bring out will go all out, there should be a good team, let her come and find the fun of fighting."
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Wu Ming was slightly moved when he heard this at first.
It was only later that he reacted.
It's his uncle's, after all, it's not like letting them be sparring partners.
He was almost entangled in Fenghu's rhetoric again!
"Hei Yan has won!" Wu Ming had a black expression on his face when he faced his team members.
"ah?"
Wu Ming: "Win, travel to Europe!"
"Is Lao Wu crazy?"
"European tour, it seems that we must win!"
The monthly ticket has doubled, let's rob it.
(end of this chapter)