In the next few days, the entire team was in a state of high mental tension, and training matches within the team and other national training matches were also going on.

There are all kinds of problems every day, some are because you lose too much and your mentality is broken, some are because you have other things to do after training, and you can't bear it mentally. Everyone has his or her own situation.

Among them, the ones who have maintained the best are Ye Xiu and Han Wenqing. The two of them are above Glory. It can be said that they have almost reached the state of unity of mind and spirit.

Each person has a thermos cup, and he maintains a full mental state every day. After training, it is not enough. He has to practice against each other in private, and it is still a 50-50 situation.

Staring at a thick black eye, Chu Wenyuan sat at his desk. Sitting opposite him was the assassin in the team, the captain of 301, classmate Yang Cong.

He picked up the strong tea he had made and took a sip. He said to the shy Yang Cong, "Captain Yang Cong, we are a team now. If you have anything to say, just say whatever you want. Don't be embarrassed."

Rubbing his hands in embarrassment, Yang Cong blushed a little and said stutteringly, "What about that, Team Chu, according to common sense, it should be the offseason now, right?"

"Yes, this year is a special situation, but maybe in two years, the summer break will be shortened and it will become a world championship." Chu Wenyuan nodded seriously, wanting to see what was sold in Yang Cong's gourd.

What kind of medicine is it?

Some words are really hard to say when they come to your mouth, let alone their own private matters.

In terms of relationship, Yang Cong is really not very familiar with Chu Wenyuan.

The great gods have a circle of great gods. Yang Cong is a rookie at best, and his level is not up to that of Chu Wenyuan's circle, especially in terms of character.

After hesitating for a while, he said, "What, my girlfriend and I have been together for so long, and we really haven't been separated for so long. I originally wanted to ask for leave to go out and meet her, but she persuaded me to

Let’s have a good game. She will come and stay with me for half a day and then leave. Captain, do you think that’s okay?”

In a word, Chu Wenyuan was really embarrassed.

He knew exactly what Yang Cong's girlfriend was. She was a fighter jet that had traveled overseas. She was someone he had seen before. Most people couldn't handle it, let alone the internet-addicted boy who had never seen the colorful world.

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Having said that, Chu Wenyuan's girlfriend was by his side and no one said anything, but it was impossible to say they had no objection.

People's hearts are separated from each other, and I don't know how some people orchestrated Su Mucheng behind her back.

If he refuses directly, it is conceivable that Yang Cong will definitely have problems with his mentality. If he puts more pressure on him, he might explode.

However, if the situation is like this, if a fighter jet is sent in, it may cause a lot of trouble, which is very worrying.

After thinking carefully, Chu Wenyuan took out a box with the latest fruit phone inside, pushed the box in front of Yang Cong, and said, "Let me do some research and see when it is convenient for you to arrange a time for you."

Wife, come here to stay with you. This is my negligence. I have an idle mobile phone here. It is the latest model. It is not sold in China and I have never used it. Take it as my apology. Take it.

Coax.”

With his generous spending, Yang Cong really didn't expect that with his salary, it would not be difficult to buy a fruit mobile phone, but he couldn't bear it.

A mobile phone costs tens of thousands, which is a bit higher than his salary. The signing fee is paid to his parents. He pays more than half of his salary every month, saying that he can keep it for his wife. At present, this mobile phone is still very attractive to him.

In terms of life, Chu Wenyuan is still very good. He speaks out the situation first and then gives some practical benefits. If Yang Cong is smart, or that fighter is smart, he should calm down.

Folding his hands in embarrassment, Yang Cong was in a dilemma, take it, if you can't reach out, don't take it, you want it.

Seeing Yang Cong's situation, Chu Wenyuan stood up, took his mobile phone and put it directly on his phone, and said sincerely, "Just keep it. It's because I didn't think carefully enough. I'll ask someone to give you another set tomorrow."

You let your partner hold the match ticket package and they will cheer you on when the time comes. I believe you will be in better shape by then."

After the conversation had reached this point, Yang Cong put away his things. His face became even redder after being teased, and he happily took his cell phone and left.

Looking at Yang Cong's leaving figure, Chu Wenyuan took out an orange-flavored lollipop and put it in his mouth, feeling a little happier.

I hope that fighter knows something and stops covering his arms with tattoos and coming to his territory to act like a monster, thinking he is easy to bully and kicking his nose in the face, otherwise he will really take action.

However, I was afraid that Yang Cong was innocent and didn't care so much and thanked others for helping him train his girlfriend.

Shaking his head, he could only rely on his identity to frighten that person.

A slight hiccup will not delay the arrival of the game.

As time passed by, Chu Wenyuan became more and more impatient. This is normal.

If he hadn't taken the time to vent his anger secretly, he might have burst into tears.

The numbers on the calendar were crossed one by one, and the time came to the night before the game started.

It was seven o'clock. After finishing the meal, Chu Wenyuan found Yu Wenzhou and said, "Team Yu, the opening ceremony will be tomorrow. The first one, as the organizers, must be us. I suggest

Well, there will be no training tonight. I have arranged for everyone to wash their feet together and relax."

"Washing feet?!" Huang Shaotian's ears twitched and his head came over from the side and sighed.

Pushing Huang Shaotian away with a slap, Chu Wenyuan said angrily, "Why, I'm still addicted. I felt better after the last massage."

"It was quite comfortable. There were three techniques. It lasted three hours. The lady's hand strength was just right. I felt like I had ascended to heaven." Huang Shaotian had a mean expression on his face, as if he was reminiscing.

Proper relaxation is necessary. Chu Wenyuan stared at Huang Shaotian's ugly face with a smile and said, "Okay, today you will wash your feet for three hours. I will arrange it for you. If it's not enough, you won't be allowed to stop."

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Feeling that his feet were a little itchy, Huang Shaotian ran away quickly and shouted, "After soaking for three hours, my feet will definitely turn white!"

Shaking his head helplessly, Yu Wenzhou said, "No problem, you can't tighten the string all the time, but also relax it appropriately. I don't have any objection if it's a holiday. It's just that it doesn't seem easy for us to go out now. There will be a competition tomorrow, so it won't be safe to spread the word."

Good news, not so good."

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