Qingliu's mentality has always been very stable and never worries.

After such a big mistake, he has tried his best to recover.

The second game begins.

He's been consistent in all aspects and can't find any flaws, even better than in training matches.

But he was still pressed and beaten by Jiang Tong.

This is the first time Jiang Tong has fought with him since his return, and Qingliu was really suppressed by such a ferocious style of play.

The mythical coaches in the background are followed with some incredulity.

He turned his head to look at the two men who ran through the door.

I couldn't help but sigh, "You SIS are really vicious." ”

The two old men looked at him with innocent and innocent eyes.

Coach Myth asked, "Weibo broke the news every day that Jiang Tong didn't train, and the online time was only five hours a day, let's say, how many trumpets did you secretly prepare for Jiang Tong?" ”

Potato coach shrugged indifferently. "Don't ask, asking is free-range, Jiang Tong is busy every day, I haven't even taken care of him."

Coach Rob took a slow sip of tea, "If you bet on retirement in a month, you will make as fast progress as him." ”

Mythic Coach: "...... Is it so fast? ”

When he first heard it, he thought it was a children's joke, but who would have thought that they were actually serious.

Coach Tudou sneered, "The opening of the World Championship will open in three days, how long do you say it will be?" ”

"Then you are so calm, you seem to be sure." Coach Myth stared at the two old men with some curiosity.

From their old faces, all they could see was peace and their own indifference.

Coach Robb was still drinking tea gently, "Whether you are sure or not, he is going to fight." ”

The two lonely old men specially ate three bowls of turkey noodles to discuss with Jiang Tong, don't bet on these useless things, isn't it fragrant to be yourself in a down-to-earth manner?

Tears flowed down his face, in exchange for Jiang Tong's fluttering gaze.

The young man's eyebrows and eyes are still exquisite, and the emotions in his eyes seem to have undergone thousands of changes, fading away from immature pride, and smiling calmly and restrainedly.

The thin lips indifferently spit out two words, "It's not fragrant." ”

The Spring Season has come to an end.

The final score of the BO7 format is four to one.

It was the only match where the seventh-game pinnacle matchup was not triggered.

After only five games, SIS crushed the myth of the spring game with an absolutely crushing attitude.

Some people say that it is because the clear stream is not in a good state.

Qingliu is the best person in the popularity of passers-by, and it is rare that there are no trolls full of screens.

Even someone helped him explain that professional players are also people, not gods, and they all have times when they are in a bad mood and in a bad state.

Qingliu finally took the initiative to admit that the first game was his mistake.

But in the next four games, he played again with all his strength.

HE SMILED MILDLY, "BILLOW, IT'S REALLY DIFFERENT NOW. ”

The domestic division has not entered the top four of the World League for many years.

I haven't had a chance to win the championship for many years.

Whenever they go to the World League, the top players from all over the world gather in a unified training camp.

Someone asks where they're from, "Asian, where are you from?" Japan, South Korea or China? ”

"China."

The other party's eyebrows are slightly raised, and they will show an embarrassed but polite smile.

Qingliu has always thought that when others hear that they are from China, they will say with admiration and admiration, I know you, you are very strong.

He served as the ceiling of the China division for three whole years.

I have to admit that in foreign countries, their training system is fuller and more complete, which is much more cruel than the greenhouse-like domestic competition area.

Fortunately, now a year has passed, and two people have surpassed him.

The misanthropy of no one in his eyes, the absolutely suppressed Jiang Tong.

Now, on the contrary, he is looking forward more to the World League.

Qingliu's speech ended.

Some fans' eyes were red when they heard it, knowing that Qingliu must have been under a lot of pressure over the years, and they said that it was the first team in China, with infinite scenery.

On the contrary, he was under more pressure.

However, Qingliuwen's post-game speech, in the eyes of a group of illiterates, became.

The expression of the old man of the ZERO subway looking at his phone.

I summarized my feelings after listening.

"There are talented people in the country, and they are the only ones who lead the way?"

Jiang Tong had an indifferent face, "Get out." ”

Qingliu is actually a disguised expression of his appreciation and liking for the two players.

Seeing the little beast go away like that, he had no time to care about it at the time, and now that he publicly admits that he is better than himself, it is time to lose his anger.

However, what he didn't expect was that the misanthropy now had no time to pay attention to what he said after the game.

While watching the live broadcast, he found Chu Qingqing.

Started the school bully big brother who will quote.

"Four streets, southeast, northwest and northwest, ask who is the father."

As soon as he opened his mouth, he was an old society.

Chu Qingqing: "......"

The little girl has clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, and she is seven points similar to Qingliu, both of them are gentle and elegant types.

Of course, after she removed the heavy makeup.

The little girl is a high school student, she is not good at studying to be a good child, her hair is permed into big waves, and her face is covered with heavy makeup.

She originally belonged to the innocent type, and this kind of makeup not only did not make her look good, but it was nondescript, like a child pretending to be an adult.

The world-weary tsk sighed twice, blocking her in a small corner.

There are still passionate shouts of KPL commentators on mobile phones.

The world-weary thought he was very handsome, and shook off his flamboyant red hair, which must have directly fascinated the little girl.

As a result, Chu Qingqing stared at him, with the same indifferent eyes as his brother.

Two words came out of his mouth, "Stupid." ”

Misanthropy: "??? ”

You have a kind of to say it again, see if Lao Tzu dares to cut you.

Nonsense, of course Lao Tzu didn't dare.

Before the world-weary could open her mouth to teach her, Chu Qingqing spoke again.

With a faint disdain on his face, "My brother's fan, came here to ask for an autograph?" ”

Misanthropy: "? Do I look like such an inferior person? ”

Chu Qingqing snorted coldly, "You look like a loyal member of the Funeral Love Family who killed Matt." ”

Misanthropy: "......"

What the hell is this???

It's not at all the same as what the gangsters in my memory said.

Shouldn't it be a cunning and delicate type, bullied by others, and will only be in the nest?

With this mouth full of fangs, can he really be bullied by those gangsters?

Why does he feel a bit like this girl is bullying?

The misanthropy asked, "Do you know your brother's game today?" ”

Chu Qingqing glanced at him with some disgust.

"Isn't that what you are hearing? You're not stupid. ”

Misanthropy: "......"

Not to mention, it's a bit uncommunicative.

Misanthropy asked, "What did you tell your brother?" How did he get so absent-minded today? ”

Chu Qingqing was slightly stunned, "I haven't looked for him for a few days." ”