Chapter 1344: That's just the past

In the 30th round of the league, Xingxin was at home and greeted the Linhai team, which is currently ranked last in the standings. The morale of the Linhai team, which has been announced to be out ahead of schedule, is in a downturn. The players are uneasy about their future, and there are very few fans who have gone on the road with the team.
Ye Xiuzuo was the first to play in the singles, and he won a victory with cleanliness. Then Luo Ji played, finally won the first victory of his career, the scene is a happy ocean, blessing Luo.
Then, Wei Wei.
The scene was full of excitement. This old player who was particularly grounded was also a long-lost. The last time I played, everyone couldn’t remember it. I can’t think of it now.
Wei Wei was so angry that he waved his hand to the audience. The audience also gave him a warm response, but the results were somewhat unsatisfactory.
The third individual match represented by Wei Wei was eventually lost.
Although there is no pursuit in Linhai, some of the players think about their own future. If they want to attract more attention, some of them are struggling on the court. Wei Wei encountered one in this battle. As a result, he was considered to be a long-term battle, and a negligence was defeated.
In actual combat, peacetime training is two different things. Usually training in the team, and teammates to learn, it is not a rhythm of a professional game every week.
"Old Wei, you still can't do it!" When Wei Wei came off the court, there were many people shouting in Xiaoshan Stadium.
It’s not ridicule. This is a friendly joke between fans and Wei Wei. Although this is a bit of a bit of Wei Wei, but there is no lower limit of Wei Wei. Just to hold up such a joke.
"You know a fart, this is called tactics." Wei Wei looked back. However, how can his voice be compared with so many people on the scene, and it is very pitiful to pass it out. I can only hear that everyone continues to joke like him, and Wei Wei has no choice but to return to the player's seat.
"No, old Wei!" The result of teammate Fang Rui is also the rhythm of the audience.
"You know a fart, this is tactical." This time, the taunting person can finally hear it.
"What tactics, please advise." Fang Rui asked.
"Don't mess up." Ye Xiuheng inserted it. "Old Wei lost the game and was very uncomfortable. Don't irritate him, cry for a while."
"I am!" Wei Wei Chao Ye repaired.
"How?" Ye Xiu sat down on this side. The tone is serious.
"You can do it, can I not?" Wei Wei squinted.
"I won 29 consecutive games." Ye Xiu said.
"Wait for me to show you," Wei Wei said.
"Of course, looking for you, just want you to be arrogant." Ye Xiu said.
"I have to say, you are looking for the right person." Wei Wei said.
"Come on."
"I will get into the state soon."
The last two sentences finally completely closed up the jokes.
"The next turn is us!" Fang Rui has been the third overall pick since the match. Often it is such a big tone. The lineup of Tang Rou, Su Mu Orange and Fang Rui is not really resistant to the Linhai team. Only two people appeared, and they defeated the sea. The Linhai team did not even see the sea in the single event, which was originally the core of their team.
In the middle of the game, Xingxin actively prepared for the team competition, and the Linhai team, a bunch of people just sitting on the players' seats with all their heart. Even the exchange did not.
This is a team that has been completely dispersed. And just last season, their results are not so. This season has plummeted. Zhao Yang retired and sold the sea infinitely. Linhai said that it was lightly loaded and removed, but the facts seem to be different from expectations.
What they have faded is not only the burden of economic and resources, but they also faded the soul and belief that this team has always had.
The sea is infinite, and the significance of the team is not limited to a powerful force. He is a spiritual dependence. Zhao Yang retired, the team has been a big blow. But then the character sea is sold in no limit. These two combos have really left the team with no courage and confidence to continue to persist and struggle.
After breaking down and standing, the sea was broken, and the team was broken. The team, perhaps from the moment the sea was sold, was disintegrated.
At the same time, this round of the most attention, the TV broadcast of the game, but also entered the most popular competition.
Blue rain vs flowers.
Huang Shaotian vs Yu Feng.
The former teammates are now the core of a team.
Now, finally, the two teams have drawn their swords and decided to make a final match in this game.
There is still 96% of the life of the night rain, and 100% of the flowers are insane. A small gap can basically be regarded as a decisive battle at the same starting line.
"The game begins!" In the announcement of Pan Lin's announcement, the roles of both sides have been intercepted into the map. What is more surprising is that the public channel was not immediately filled with a large amount of text, which surprised everyone.
On the TV broadcast, at the moment of entering the game, the close-up camera has been handed over to the public channel, but there is not a lot of news output?
"What happened?" Pan Lin was already surprised. "This is a game with Huang Shaotian! Now it is the opening stage and there is no need to play. How can there be no news in the public channel? Ah! It has been seven seconds, or a message. Nothing! What is going on? Isn't it going to happen? Is there any problem in the game? Is it that Huang Shaotian suddenly fainted? Does anyone go and see it!"
"I think..." Li Yibo said on the side. "Huang Shaotian has not sent a message yet, but you just like Huang Shaotian."
"..." Panlin was speechless, but fortunately his worry did not need to continue, the public channel, Huang Shaotian's news finally opened.
"I met again on the court, but after so long, I have become accustomed to this feeling! Come on, fight him in a battle, see if your epee is more fierce or my lightsaber is faster.

At the same time as the news jumped out, the night rains had already rushed out, and the light swords and ice that radiated the light blue light and shadows were lifted on the side of the body, leaving behind the residual image, like the traces of rain and ice.
Only a paragraph, for Huang Shaotian, is really less than ever. Such an abnormal performance seems to indicate that he is not used to being an enemy of his former teammates. Even if the front left the Blue Rain team, it has been more than a year.
"I'm sorry, there is no way to go with everyone again..."
Whenever he meets the front again, Huang Shaotian’s mind echoes, always when the guy is ready to leave the Blue Rain team, say goodbye to everyone.
"I want to give it a try, with my own epee, what kind of position can be achieved." Yu Feng said.
What kind of position can you do?
In the two seasons, everyone saw it. The Baihua team is under the leadership of Feng, reshaping the combination of former swordsmen and ammunition experts. The first mad sword of the league, leaving the blue rain, joined the hundred flowers, is still the first mad sword. But his most beautiful and simple season, he has been handed over to the blue rain forever.
That is the best summer of the Blue Rain team.
In the sixth season, the Blue Rain team defeated WeChat in the finals and won the championship.
At that time, Yu Feng was only a rookie in the team. He did not like the later Lu Yiwen, in the rookie year, he took up the task of attacking the team. At that time, his position was still between the main force and the bench, and he was a rotation player.
However, the blue rain won the championship, and he has credit for it. Everyone is optimistic about his talents and looks forward to his growth.
Sure enough, he quickly became an indispensable member of the Blue Rain Array. He was in front of everyone and became the one that the Blue Rain team always rushed to the front.
Unfortunately, this situation only lasted for two seasons. In the ninth season, Yu Feng took the initiative to propose a transfer and wanted to leave the blue rain. And his reason, as mentioned above, he hopes to create an era of his own.
"But in this case, what is blue rain for you?"
This kind of problem, only Huang Shaotian will ask without any concealment.
"Thank you for your continued care..." Yu Feng, but he answered the question, he left, and Huang Shaotian, who wanted to go up and ask for it, was eventually pulled by Yu Wenzhou.
The true core position is truly your own team.
Some of these things may not matter to others, but others may feel important. The blue rain is precisely the one that can't be given to Feng. Even if they had had a very good summer, even if Feng led the blue rain two seasons like a locomotive, these are not his most hopeful.
He wants to use his epee in his hand to create an era that belongs to him!
Even if Huang Shaotian asked him "What is the blue rain for him?", he did not repent, no embarrassment. What is it? Whenever he encounters the Blue Rain team and meets the Blue Rain, he will remember this question.
He didn't know what it was, so he didn't answer at the time. And now, he has found the answer.
Count the past.
Blue rain is for him, it is past.
He had laughed there, had sweat, and was moved. However, it is already the past. Now he is wearing the jersey of the Hundred Flowers team. He is the captain of this team. He has already said goodbye in the past. He is using his sword to fight for what he wants.
And this, no one can stop, even if it is Huang Shaotian, this is a lot of words, but in fact it is not so people who are bored.
Stop in front of you, even if it is Juggernaut, you must completely knock down.
Falling flowers, rushing out!
There was no roundabout, no pause, and the two characters met quickly in the middle of the map. Jianguang, without hesitation, collided.
Ah ah ah ah ah!
Falling flowers are like roaring, on the strength, the mad sword certainly has to press the swordsman, not to mention the fact that he has already opened the violent. Falling flowers and wolves are red and full of blood. In the hands of the epee, silver martial funeral flowers, in order to bury all the momentum, swallowed away to the night rain.

The second daily brush on the 17th~