Chapter 89:

When the others woke up, they saw Bi Yaohua alone in the training room. +++ Popular Tanmei Novels: www.sto123.cc
The computer interface stays there, no game is played, and I don’t know what I’m thinking.
Jian Ye poked his head in the training room, but he didn't even see Jing Yuanzhou. He was somewhat astonished: "Is the captain away? Is something going out?"
Bi Yaohua lowered his head and glanced at the time. Under the excessive stimulation, he couldn't help but reached out and rubbed his temples: "It should be still sleeping."
"Sleep?" Gu Luo also looked over now. As the cutie who cares about titans most, he couldn't help but asked with concern, "Isn't it because you went out to catch a cold last night?"
Having been on the team for so long, everyone knew about Jing Yuanzhou's work and rest habits, getting up early and doing morning exercises every day, and not getting up at this time, it was indeed a very abnormal phenomenon.
After asking this question, Bi Yaohua only felt that his head hurts even more.
However, although he talks a lot on weekdays, he doesn't have the habit of exposing people's sex. Even the "when will the coach and the captain be together" is still at a loss. He still hasn't said so much.
After a pause, he said in a deep voice: "It should be just being alone, pure, sleeping, sleeping in the room."
Although the others were strange in their hearts, they didn't ask much, and went to their own positions to start the phone.
Bi Yaohua noticed that Chen Yushen's face was deeper than usual, and he probed the probe: "Did you sleep well yesterday?"
Chen Yu replied deeply: "It's okay, but I have a headache."
Bi Yaohua recalled the scene a little bit last night, and laughed clearly: "It seems that the amount of alcohol is really bad, next time I drink, I still won't hold you."
Hearing such a sentence, Chen Yushen's movement of the mouse paused slightly, and then looked up: "It's okay. I can practice."
Bi Yaohua stunned for a moment. He crossed the computer screen and glanced at Chen Yushen's expression. He couldn't help but smile and his colorful hair trembled: "What's so good to practice? It's better to practice as a hero. Walk away?"
Chen Yushen: "Pai."
Soon, in the entire training hall, only the clicking sound of the mouse and keyboard was left, with a few words of communication from time to time.
Lin Yan saw this when he pushed the door and walked in.
He glanced at a few backs who seemed to be trained quite hard, said nothing, and walked to the side with his notebook blankly and sat down.
I didn't worry about turning on the phone, I didn't worry about putting a cigarette in my mouth, I just sank motionlessly in the soft sofa, and cast my eyes into the distance without falling.
Because I didn't drink much yesterday, I was drunk, and I didn't feel much headache after waking up.
The only problem is that he doesn't remember exactly what happened, including how he finally got back last night.
After waking up, Lin Yan tried to remember, and finally caught a few fragmentary pictures in his mind.
But even so, just after these incomplete pictures are linked together, they have performed sufficiently tragically.
Lin Yan couldn't help but cursed in his heart, and almost snapped the cigarette in his mouth with force.
I vaguely remember that he wanted to forcibly hold Jing Yuanzhou to accompany him yesterday. Sleeping...
After a moment of silence, Lin Yan couldn't help closing his eyes with a headache.
Probably because he had been in a sleeping position last night, he now only felt that his whole body was twisted together, and he was cursing in his heart, and he could not help but move and change his sitting position.
Just after Bi Yaohua came out of the rankings, when he looked back, he happened to see Lin Yan pinching his sour waist with both hands, "..."
Sorry, he doesn't want to be too brainy, but the problem is that such a picture is really difficult to make people not associate.
Seeing that Lin Yan seemed to be looking up, Bi Yaohua turned his head back "swish", and quickly opened the next rank very desperately.
Lin Yan didn't seem to have any intention of starting training now. After raising his head, he just looked at the empty location of Jing Yuanzhou for a while, then lowered his head again and opened the laptop he carried with him.
The next game is the finals. Their opponent is the ibb team, which is also a strong team in the secondary league.
Unlike qu, which is relatively steady and steady, Ibb's tactics have always been radical. Even if the game has not officially started, it is already enough to foresee the fierce collision that is about to usher in.
Because Lin Yan had personally contacted this team before in the entertainment bureau, this gave him more intuitive insights in strategy formulation, and naturally it would be more comfortable in tactical formulation.
However, at this time his attention always fell on the invisible space, and he always glanced up at the door from time to time.
It was about 3 o'clock in the afternoon by Jing Yuanzhou downstairs.
Because I went back and took a good night's sleep, Jing Yuanzhou's mental state obviously seemed much better than in the morning.
As soon as he entered the door, he just met Shang Lin Yan's gaze, his movements paused for a while: "Wake up?"
Lin Yan glanced at the time and coughed lowly, "Do you think what time is it?"
Jing Yuanzhou replied quite sincerely: "Sorry, I didn't sleep well last night, and I will wake up again now."
Lin Yan had also guessed his own virtues last night. At this time, the more candid the tone fell into his ears, the more it seemed to be ridicule, and finally resisted the urge to cover his face: "It's okay, anyway, today's training is going to be evening. Just begun."
Jing Yuanzhou observed Lin Yan's expression right after entering the door, and when he passed by the sofa, he suddenly stopped and pulled the corner of his mouth slightly: "By the way, did you sleep well last night?"
Lin Yan couldn't help but put his mouth down in such an attitude of knowingly asking, controlling his guilty conscience, and deliberately asked, "When I wake up, I feel that my waist is about to break. You say you feel comfortable?"
" when--!"
Bi Yaohua was engaged in a small-scale teamfight, and his hand holding the mouse slid to the side uncontrollably under such a sentence, and directly knocked the water glass by the table to the ground.
After several rolls in succession, the cup stopped against the chair.
The ground was wet in an instant.
Hearing the sights cast by the two of them, Bi Yaohua also had no time to take care of the computer screen that had dimmed after being killed. He cleared his throat and said: "Sorry, hand slippery, hand slippery! You continue, continue!"
However, after such an interruption, the conversation between the two did not continue.
For Jing Yuanzhou, everything about last night is indeed full of memories, but it may not be such a beautiful memory. At least, apart from thinking about it a few times, it made him feel more like to catch this man to make a lot of it. It really didn't have much special meaning.
He walked all the way to his seat and sat down, the corners of his mouth were slightly tightened, before he spoke again: "By the way, don't order any more wine for team dinners in the future."
Originally, Lin Yan lowered his head to continue watching the video of the game that was halfway through the analysis. He couldn't help but lowered his head a few points.
After a moment of silence, he replied with a casual attitude: "Well, no problem, this proposal is good."
Jing Yuanzhou's gaze fell on the back of the man who seemed to be working hard, and under the disguise of doing business, he still couldn't stretch his face and smiled silently.
Both of them spoke, and naturally some of the gh players didn’t do anything.
Fa again expressed his opinion, and even Jian Ye could only agree with it bitterly.
The afternoon is basically spent in the training room.
After dinner, all the players officially started the targeted training against the ibb team.
Lin Yan completed all the training plans for the next few days in one afternoon.
Now that it has reached the final stage, the program group has canceled all the daily live broadcast links, which happens to leave them more training space.
In Lin Yan's arrangement, almost all the time that could be squeezed was squeezed to death. When the plan form was presented, it was simply the devil's schedule visible to the naked eye.
This training plan totals three days and continues until the afternoon before the live broadcast of the program group finals.
Everyone is still thinking about the fact that the lark team entered the relegation list and missed the autumn competition, and they all took a sigh of relief. All the training projects were completed very beautifully. During the training, there was not even a single complaint, and all the members maintained the momentum to win the championship.
Opportunities will never wait for someone, if you miss this time, no one will know what will be waiting for them later.
The days of not seeing the sky passed in an instant.
Everyone fell asleep early the day before the game, and set off early the next morning for the fateful finals recording site.
It is still the familiar lounge, and the stylist is very familiar with determining the styling for several people.
Everyone was forced to sit up straight in the chair and couldn't move anymore, but it didn't affect the sensitive tapping of the fingertips on the phone screen.
According to the contacts during this period, they have long been accustomed to the habit of the program group who likes to engage in a wave of things from time to time, especially after they have just received the notice of today’s recording process, they don’t need to look at it to know that the Internet has already fallen out again. day.
Do things, "Hot Rally" is really serious.
Before this, no one could have imagined that the program group directly invited the lark team, which had just been eliminated from the midseason, to the scene. And also very intimate, arranged a gimmicky warm-up match for today's two teams about to go to the finals.
It is good to have a warm-up before the game, but if the object of warm-up is lark, it is totally different.
There have been guns on the Internet for a long time-
[Laughing to me, Niu is still the show group Niu of the assembly number, so who is it you want to hit in the face? 】
[This is interesting, if lark crushes two final teams on the court, can we not play the following games? 】
[I think lark is going to fight to death today, what an enemy of the throne! 】
[Seriously, if the previous warm-up match was lost, this talent show itself would have to be a joke! 】
[That's not it, if the promotion team can't beat the relegation team, do you say it is funny? 】
[This variety show is probably the most ruthless I have ever seen. It's okay to force myself. 】
[I now want to know the psychological shadow area of ​​the homecoming team and IBB. 】
[Harm, according to what I said, just watch and have fun. It was originally a draft team, but I really hope that they can play well after entering the professional league. 】
[The +1 upstairs, this is true, it was originally a joke, it's boring if it's too true. 】
[It doesn't matter to me who wins gh or ibb, it's just a variety show, although if I lose to lark today, it will really be a face. 】
"I have to confess, I want to thank the whole family of the director team very much from just now!" Bi Yaohua considered his own hair style. At this time, his sitting posture is upright like a sculpture, but his hand is quickly brushing the comment area of ​​Weibo. "Now on the Internet, I really look forward to our two teams going to have a good game with Lark? What the is this, the brain fills up the wind and water, and the ones that have not been played are so direct. Yes! It would be interesting to say something with one mouth. It would be interesting if both teams lose today, and that no matter who wins the championship in the end, they are destined to be the most virtuous and unqualified relegation team in history? Doing things every time is more lively than anyone else!"
Lin Yan placed the flow schedule in front of him. It seemed quite calm. He said quietly: "It's normal. Netizens don't care if we play bo5, bo3 or bo1. Anyway, as long as we lose, yes. For them, they lost. After all, we and the team that won in the Ibb replaced the lark's quota in the fall. If you can't beat the deity, it will be inferior to others. There is really nothing to say if you lie flat and mock. But now the only one The good news is that Ibb is also facing this difficult test like us. If we lose and they win, and finally win the finals, at least the credibility of the promotion quota can be slightly improved. If you think about it, you have one more chance, can you be a little happier?"
Chen Yushen has not spoken. At this time, after a long silence, he whispered with an unhappy expression: "No."
Gu Luo didn't want to play this game with Lark too much, and couldn't help but tentatively asked: "So coach, what do you think is your chance of winning against Lark based on our current strength?"
Lin Yan thought for a while and said, "If you play normally, it's about 37%?"
Bi Yaohua was surprised: "That's pretty good!"
Lin Yan glanced at him: "I'm talking about us three, lark seven."
Jian Ye coughed and didn't want to accept it: "Is it so miserable?"
"It's not miserable. How long has the lark been established? We have been established again. It is not a big problem to give more time to crush. Unfortunately, this situation is indeed correct now." Lin Yan laughed, "But I also said that it was a normal fight. Circumstances. But today is not a bo3, but a game to determine the outcome. At that time, I will arrange for you on the field, and some tricks or something can probably increase the winning rate a little, and it will become our seven of three. !"
Bi Yaohua opened his mouth, rarely wanting to complain.
Three-to-seven turns into seven-three. Can the odds of winning be slightly improved? !
Jing Yuanzhou unscrewed the mineral water and handed it to Lin Yan. He opened a bottle of it himself. After a sip, he raised his head and took a sip. The tone calmly interrupted everyone's messy thoughts: "Anyway, just win."
Lin Yan nodded, also very calmly: "Yes, anyway, the champion is ours."
When the words were over, the momentum in the lounge rose.
At this time, the staff and stylist beside them just finished their work, and finally managed to control the twitching corners of the mouth, and quietly retreated.
I have seen a lot of various teams in the industry for so many years, but I have been arrogant to this point before the game. I have to say one, and it is the first time I have seen you!
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