To play is to win!

Su Wenle didn't want to flirt.

He just wanted to kiss.

It's just like seeing a flash egg and lucky is cute, just kiss it.

Guan Hong doesn't care.

Kissing him on his bed, how could Su Wenle run away.

If it wasn't for the competition period, he couldn't go too far, maybe he could take Su Wenle apart and eat it.

"Where's Brother Hey?"

Zhang Si watched the captain and Su Wenle form a pair every day, but it was a little strange to see Guan Hong going downstairs.

"Insomnia, catch up on sleep." Guan Hong smiled softly, feeling refreshed.

Zhang Si tut, picked up the bowl and continued to eat, "You know why he has insomnia, captain, it's not easy."

Guan Hong glanced at him with kindness in his eyes.

"He would harass me on WeChat when he was insomnia, how could I not know."

"I almost lost sleep too." Lin Xiaoke poked with her mobile phone, "Su Wenle is a bit mean, he didn't even send me a message when he sent a message to the team leader."

"It's not that he doesn't send it..." Guan Hong lied without changing his face, "It's that I attacked at night, confiscated his mobile phone, and forced him to sleep, otherwise he would beat someone up."

"..."

"Captain, why are you so violent!" Zhang Si was shocked, "Fortunately, I never harassed you when I couldn't sleep. Others are angry about getting up from the big devil, but you are angry about sleeping with an old hooligan!"

"Yeah." Guan Hong was very satisfied with their reaction, "So, if you can't sleep at night, don't harass me, and don't harass Lele, or I will knock on the door one by one and knock you unconscious, so as not to affect the training."

The teammates once again witnessed Guan Hong's unfriendliness.

If you send a message to Brother Meng: I can't sleep, Brother Meng will get up and make a bowl of milk for them to drink.

Changing Guan Hong's place, he was knocked out directly without any discussion, and there was no words of comfort.

Simple, rude and inhumane.

Zhang Si realized later and suddenly became alert.

"——Fucking Captain, you didn't knock Brother Le out, did you?"

The eyes at the dining table pierced Guan Hong's body, and he was completely treated as a violent maniac.

"...Eat your breakfast, Zhang Si." Guan Hong smiled threateningly, "If I'm willing to knock Lele unconscious, I'll knock you over."

Oh, that's right.

After a lively breakfast, Zhang Si was full of energy.

Lin Xiaoke was feeling sleepy.

Meng Beichuan was worried because he answered a few sentences without a word.

"What's going on, Lin Xiaoke?"

"My mind is full of coquettish operations, and I woke up from a dream." Lin Xiaoke rubbed her eyes, "The mental blow that the Paris team gave me is more terrifying than other teams."

Meng Beichuan didn't quite understand, he asked: "What kind of mental shock, just keep calm and don't waver."

"Brother Meng...it's easier said than done, do you understand?"

Lin Xiaoke's tone seemed to have a deep generation gap with Brother Meng.

He spoke bluntly and didn't bother to turn the corner.

"Nine consecutive victories are not happy at all."

"I'm not happy if I don't have to write a review."

ms may be the first team in the history of owl to feel unhappy because of winning streak.

What Lin Xiaoke said stunned Meng Beichuan.

He has led the team for so many years and is familiar with every bit of ms.

He knows the player's temper.

Can stand scolding, competitive.

Even if he is criticized to the point of being indecisive by himself, he will not become sloppy in training.

Just like it is now.

Lin Xiaoke and Zhang Si teamed up in a two-person car to enjoy the competition.

Meng Beichuan observed their words and deeds with trepidation, but found nothing unusual.

However, he was thinking "unhappy" in his heart.

"Yang Rui, Yang Rui!"

Meng Beichuan called Teacher Yang away like a thief.

As soon as the door was closed, he was in a hurry.

"How to do?!"

"Huh?" Teacher Yang looked blank, "Brother Meng, tell me carefully, I can't guess."

There was heaven and earth between him and the jump coach.

Meng Beichuan was spinning in a hurry, he didn't know anything.

"In the morning Lin Xiaoke said he was unhappy." Meng Beichuan said in a very nervous tone, "Nine consecutive victories, we have won nine consecutive victories, he actually said he was unhappy, Paris put pressure on him. Yang Rui! What kind of pressure is there in Paris? A mid-tier team, Guan Hong pinned them down with one hand, and Lin Xiaoke still felt the pressure! Could it be a psychological problem!"

"Calm down, Brother Meng, calm down." Teacher Yang wanted to laugh.

Meng Beichuan couldn't calm down. He took a deep breath and said, "They didn't pay enough attention to the game, they played in a mess and couldn't keep up with the rhythm. I could scold every detail for an hour..."

"However, I still hope that they can relax and be ready for the next game."

"Lin Xiaoke is aware of the gap." Teacher Yang said, "Isn't he like this every time? When he sees the gap, he devotes himself to catching up, and then... swells to the point where you scold him."

"It's too fast this time!" Meng Beichuan howled, "This is the first stage of owl!"

Even with planned growth, Lin Xiaoke's exhaustion came too quickly.

The pressure is definitely there, and as time accumulates, it will make the players feel tired.

Meng Beichuan made all the preparations. He signed Venus players in as soon as possible during the open transfer period, quickly got work visas, and immediately came to train and replace players.

In this way, the people of ms can be guaranteed and the burden on them can be relieved.

Teacher Yang thought for a while and said, "Maybe it's because Lin Xiaoke has been on the field all the time. His mind is not as jumpy as Zhang Si, and his personality is not as calm as Li Qin and Zhou Anming. Only Guan Hong and Su Wenle take turns occasionally... Think about it carefully, now The pressure of the game is so great, shouldn't it be time for Zhang Si and Lin Xiaoke to rest?"

"rest?"

"Ah."

"Makes sense."

Su Wenle came down from upstairs dizzy with hunger, and the first person to greet him was the unattended Shiny Egg.

Da Chai rushed forward to eat.

Su Wenle is so cute that his heart will melt.

"Big baby, be good!"

Su Wenle reached out to rub it, no matter how much he bullied Chai Chai, it would not get angry.

Foolishly following Su Wenle, he just wanted to ask for some snacks.

"woke up?"

When Guan Hong came over, he saw Su Wenle frantically rolling firewood.

"What's for breakfast? Shall I cook noodles for you?"

"No, no, I want steamed eggs and corn cakes."

Su Wenle disliked Guan Hong.

After playing so vigorously at night, he didn't care whether he lived or died in the morning.

If he hadn't woken up, he would have starved to death in his dream.

Guan Hong worked hard and helped him arrange breakfast.

Although it was only served from the kitchen, it still flattered Su Wenle's temper.

"Go wash your hands, you touched the glitter egg."

Su Wenle resigned himself to washing his paws, and when he came back, he saw that Lucky was sitting on the stool next to him.

"Little slob."

Seeing lucky, Su Wenle was very happy, "Why don't you go to sleep, do you want to eat? Do you want to eat corn cake?"

It feels so good to have two cuties next to him.

You can eat two more bites for breakfast.

Guan Hong has already eaten.

But he still sat next to Su Wenle, watching Su Wenle tease cats and dogs.

The schedule of ms has always been very fixed.

Training, competition, rest.

Occasionally, Guan Hong would feel tired.

But Su Bunraku will not.

There are food, dogs and cats. He took out his mobile phone to take some cute photos, as if all his troubles could be swept away.

"Hmph Guan Hong." Su Wenle was disgusted while editing the Weibo information, "Do you know that you want to thank Flash Egg and Lucky? Otherwise, I wouldn't, think, reason with you at all."

It's Su Wenle's daily little cold war time again.

Seeing how cute Chai Chai and the cat are, he was happy and Guan Hong escaped unharmed.

Guan Hong couldn't help laughing.

There are three cute cats around, no matter how tired they are, they will break up.

"Okay, thank you my Chai and my cat, I'll get them some snacks."

While Sister Ya is not around, Flash Egg can always grab snacks crazily.

Chai Chai had a good time, and Su Wenle had a good time too.

The two happily walked towards the training room one after the other, and happened to run into Brother Meng who was going to arrange training in the afternoon.

Holding the notebook, Meng Beichuan said, "Train with Rome in the afternoon, adjust the configuration first, Lin Xiaoke and Zhang Si rest, He Feng and Gu Kuan come up, I'll see the effect."

As soon as the personnel were arranged, Lin Xiaoke raised an objection, "Brother Meng, He Feng doesn't know Zenyatta, and his and Zhou Anming's hero pools overlap."

"Well, it's an overlap." Brother Meng said, "I want to see how Zhou Anming beats Anna, and then He Feng takes Angel. There's nothing wrong with that."

"I take Zenyatta, Zhou Anming can also take Anna."

Lin Xiaoke would question Meng Beichuan's choice if she was unhappy.

Meng Beichuan sighed, "Lin Xiaoke, you said you were unhappy before, so I hope you can take a break."

"...I don't want to rest."

Lin Xiaoke refused to take a break, but he did not deny that he was unhappy.

In the Paris game, he sat on the court and didn't think there was any problem with his playing.

However, when I came back and watched the video, I was really ashamed to the bottom of my heart.

"Brother Meng, I want to play well in the next game."

Zhang Si also sat up straight, and said, "Brother Meng, me too."

Meng Beichuan could vividly remember the anxiety and distress of the contestants.

Lin Xiaoke is a strong person, and Zhang Si is a cheerful person.

The two guys get together and often do things hand in hand, but they still take the game seriously.

Even if occasionally, like playing against Paris, the game was a mess, he would quickly correct it and readjust his mentality.

They obviously won, but they were still anxious about their nine-game winning streak.

The atmosphere was a little depressing.

It was as if Meng Beichuan put the two of them on the bench, and they became abandoned children.

Meng Beichuan felt that Yang Rui was right.

Zhang Si and Lin Xiaoke, who never feel panic because of rotation, should really take a rest.

The wheel battle game caused their psychological burden.

"You two, make me look like a villain."

Meng Beichuan stroked his hair, feeling that he would become bald sooner or later.

"This time, I sincerely want you to rest. Look at Guan Hong and Su Wenle. How many times have I let them sit on the bench, and the two of them ran to watch the game happily...you guys What's going on here? You have played nine games, which is considered a high-intensity operation."

"What if you collapse from illness? Let Gu Kuan and He Feng take your place in the title match?"

Everyone knows the strength of Gu Kuan and He Feng.

The game training they got is far inferior to that of Zhang Si and Lin Xiaoke.

If they were to go straight to the championship stage of the title match, something might go wrong.

This has nothing to do with belief or not, it is simply a matter of the strength of the players' adaptation.

The duo who were determined to fight Meng Beichuan just now had nothing to say.

Meng Ge can carry out the name of the title match, and in the coach's heart, they are still the best candidates.

If you continue to strive hard, you will really lose face to Gu Kuan and He Feng.

Although the two are just substitutes, they are also important teammates of ms.

"Okay, sit back and watch how He Feng and Gu Kuan play. If you have any questions, please comment on them. If you have any suggestions, just speak up."

Meng Beichuan helplessly pushed the two troublemakers back.

He turned his head and said to the next training session: "Play well, so that Zhang Si and Lin Xiaoke can play with their mobile phones with peace of mind."

The minor conflict was gone, but Meng Beichuan had a headache.

In the past, there was no such thing as a substitution.

The same educational methods as in the past seem to be no longer working.

Blame Paris!

With inexplicable anger, Meng Beichuan instructed the players to warm up for training.

One and two are careful and thoughtful, he has to watch.

There are not many players who are as worry-free as Guan Hong and Su Wenle. He must find a way to train Zhang Si and Lin Xiaoke out.

How can a player who wants to be a champion be so under pressure!

The players carefully remembered the coach's analysis and arrangements.

Prepare physically and mentally for training against Rome in the afternoon.

At this time, Sister Ya came back in a hurry, with a very happy tone.

"Guys! We finally won the Open Day, the day we played Edinburgh!"

"What date?" Su Wenle asked Guan Hong in a low voice.

"Open, day."

"..."

Su Wenle felt that Guan Hong was hiding a lot of wretchedness and coquettishness.

At such a time, the bad water in the stomach is gushing out.

"I asked you what you did on Open Day!"

Su Wenle wanted to use the keyboard to smash Guan Hong, an old rascal.

"Don't, don't...it's just a fan meeting."

Guan Hong was about to die laughing at Su Wenle's little expression of embarrassment.

He said: "Every team can apply for a meeting. On that day, we will be able to sign contracts with fans and chat with fans after the game."

Su Wenle was deeply impressed by the only meeting.

The entire venue was filled with audiences who love morningstar.

Their smiles and blessings made him excited for a long time.

But now, they are in Los Angeles.

"...There shouldn't be many people coming to Los Angeles."

The audience of MS are all in China.

Guan Hong felt that Su Wenle's worries were a little unnecessary.

"No matter how many people come, we should thank them," he said.

"So, on the public day, we must prepare a big gift for all those who support Morning Star."

"Great gift?" Su Wenle's eyes were filled with curiosity.

Guan Hong laughed and said, "Ten victories in a row!"