God, hold your little vest

Chapter 17 Target National Championship!

After a long time, Chen Jingxuan, who was sitting in the corner, slowly raised his head. Thinking of the game just now, his eyes flashed with thought.

"Our opponent has guessed all our play ideas. It's not your fault, it's because the opponent is too strong." Chen Jingxuan said slowly.

"Jingxuan is right. Everything we will do next has been predicted by the other party, so that we have been suppressed and beaten." Chi Mu continued.

He felt that Chen Jingxuan was right.

The DM team is comparable to their strength, and it will be a protracted battle if they really fight.

But from the beginning of this game, their whereabouts have been controlled by the opponent.

The most important thing is that they are under control and they don't realize it yet, and they are still proud of their own ideas. Thinking about it now, it's really a slap in the face.

Listening to what they said, Qin Jinnian began to think seriously.

Come to think of it, their analysis was correct.

However, who really clearly predicted their thoughts and positions.

Could it be Bo Yu?
Thinking of Bo Yu, Qin Jinnian's eyes darkened.

If it was him, it would be wrong to lose.

"Okay, let's train individually next time. As for the rest, let's see what the coach says." Qin Jinnian waved his hand. After Qin Jinnian finished speaking, he got up, turned and walked out of the training room.

Seeing Qin Jinnian leave, Zhou Yu looked at Zhang Zehui and said slowly, "Zehui, don't blame the captain."

Zhang Zehui lowered his head and didn't know what he was thinking. After a while, he slowly squeezed out: "Oh."

Zhou Yu watched and breathed a sigh of relief.

As long as these two don't quarrel, it's the best result.

"Go drink sugar water, I'll treat you." Chi Mu said.

If you lose the game, you can start all over again.

It couldn't stop him from wanting to drink sugar water.

"I'm going." Chen Jingxuan raised his hand to signal.

"I'll go too." Zhou Yu said with a smile.

Only Zhang Zehui remained silent.

"Zehui, let's go together and relax." Chen Jingxuan said.

"Okay." Zhang Zehui responded lightly, still thinking about things with his head down.

"Then let's go." Saying that, Chi Mu got up and walked out of the training room.

Chen Jingxuan and Zhou Yu followed behind.

Zhang Zehui raised his head, took a deep look at the computer screen, and a look of anxiety flashed across his eyes.

After a long time, Zhang Zehui got up and left the training room.

And the DM team here.

The six of them had already left the training room and came to the leisure area, where they were chatting.

"After that, it will be hard for Coach Shen." Sitting on the sofa, Bo Yu said lazily.

Shen Xi chuckled: "Please give me more advice in the future."

Seeing the recognition in the eyes of the people around him, Shen Xi felt a sense of accomplishment.

Finally got it.

"Hey, with Brother Xi here, I decided that it is not a dream for us to win the national championship this year." Sheng Chuming's eyes were piercing, and it looked like Shen Xi's eyes had a ray of light.

"I also think that the strength of the Hei Ming team is as good as ours. With Brother Xi in charge, it feels like they won easily. I thought it was going to be a hard fight." Xu Mochen followed suit, addressing Shen Xi It has also changed, which is the recognition of Shen Xi's ability.

"You are all very good, I just played a small role." Shen Xi smiled a little embarrassedly.

It's really embarrassing to praise her like that, who can't help but praise her.

"Yes, this year's national championship must be won." Ye Xiangnan looked at Shen Xi and said confidently.

Lin Chuhan on the side looked at the excited Ye Xiangnan, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth: "There is still one month before the qualifiers, and we must train hard in these two months to win the national championship."

"That's for sure." Ye Xiangnan said firmly with a gleam in his eyes.

National champion, here I come.

(End of this chapter)