Come against the wind, exchange your glory

"I won't be assimilated." Bing Ci said forcefully.

Ji Xiang looked at her cold face under the moonlight, and for a moment when he heard her clear and unmistakable voice, his pupils shook violently.

His lips pursed, but he found that he couldn't say a word.

"Because Ji wants you to discipline yourself. In this complicated world, self-discipline will bring you peace. This is very valuable."

Everyone knows Bingci's character, so that no matter what she says, she can be extremely convincing.

Ji Xiang couldn't help but smile, pretending to be surprised, "I actually look like this in your eyes."

Bingci continued: "Well, when you don't know what to do, just focus on the present, but when doing good things, don't worry about the future."

"You're right, I haven't retired yet. I just saw Qianmu and thought of myself." Ji Xiang laughed it off.

Bingci continued to enlighten: "You are just too stressed and a little anxious. You can try Gidelin's Law. Write the problem clearly and half of it will be solved."

"Good idea! I'll go right away."

Although Ji Xiang still failed to think clearly about the future path in the end, he clearly saw the present path. Isn't life made up of every present?
He smiled relievedly at Bingci, showing his white teeth and unwavering trust in his eyes.

Bingci raised the beer can at him and toasted to the friendship that lasted all night.

After many years, he picked up the paper and pen again. First he was in a daze for a while, and then he tried to figure out how to write. Finally, following Bingci's suggestion, he listed his troubles and pressures on the paper one by one, and he suddenly became enlightened. .

The next day, the sky cleared up and turned blue.

Everyone saw that Ji Xiang had a red hairband wrapped around his forehead that said "win".

“With the spring playoffs coming up, I always felt like there was something missing in the base.”

Cheng Ge couldn't help but laugh when he saw him looking like he'd been injected with chicken blood. This serious man suddenly got into trouble. Don't tell me, he was quite inspiring.

He asked cooperatively: "Then tell me what is missing?"

Even Tang Jiang in the kitchen got out of the kitchen when she heard the noise.In an instant, everyone was looking at Ji Xiang at leisure.

"Ran," Ji Xiang said decisively.

Everyone looked at me, and I looked at you, but they couldn't understand what he meant.

When I looked at him again, I saw him calmly taking out a handful of red hair ribbons.

The hot-blooded breath of Zhong Er rushed to his face, and he said impassionedly: "Our base will not burn."

If you just say a few more words, everyone will understand.

"I thought about it for a long time yesterday. Our base is lifeless all day long, which seriously affects the mental health of the players. If it continues, it will easily weaken everyone's will. Therefore, we must ignite it and cultivate a positive attitude from now on. So as to intimidate the opponent with momentum."

"I agree," who would have thought that the first person to agree would be the timid and introverted Yuan Bao.

Han Wu let out a "tsk" sound, and the bright red hairband was wrapped around his fingertips. He couldn't help but look at Bingci, just in time to see Bingci happily tying the hairband on his head.

Bingci met his doubtful eyes and explained with a smile, "The base is incombustible."

Han Wu was helpless, and seeing that none of his teammates objected, he resignedly handed the hairband to Bingci.

"Help me take it!"

"Although I am in the second grade, it is rare to be in the second grade."

Tang Jiang is already married, but she didn't expect that one day she would go crazy with a group of adolescent people.

Once worn, the red hair ribbon with the word "win" seems to give everyone some kind of magic power.

Looking at the young people sitting in front of the computer working hard on the keyboard and mouse, Tang Jiang was in a trance.

Then he smiled and said, "This is indeed quite exciting!" (End of Chapter)