Shen Tui showed her an analysis of the shape of the Olympic group stage.

The six teams in Group A have all finished two games, and the national team has won one and lost one, temporarily tied for third in the group, which is not a bad situation, because the top four teams in the group can advance to the next round.

But it's not good!

Because the third place in the group is a bit low, even if you enter the next round, you will encounter strong teams, and the game will be very difficult.

But the most critical question now is not whether the national team can improve on the basis of the current ranking, but it is difficult to keep the third place in the group!

There are three games to come, and the odds of winning the last two games are not very good, except for the next one, which is a slightly better chance of winning the opponent national team.

The opponent in the last game is still the old rival National A. They lost their gold medal at the World Championships and will definitely want revenge at the Olympics.

So, in general, the current shape of the national team is very bad!

Qiao Mingle doesn't need to memorize this kind of small book to know how bad the situation of the national team is now.

Not only her, but in fact, the team members know it very well in their hearts, but no one takes it out and tells others like Shen Tui.

"There are a lot of variables on the field, and the results that can be calculated may not be the results, if you have the energy to do this kind of analysis, you might as well think more about the opponent in the next game", Qiao Mingle said with a pretended to be bored.

Shen Tui pouted, put the notebook away, climbed into Qiao Mingle's bed, and lay down next to her.

"Sister Qiao, I heard that Sister Jing and Sister Xiaoxiao don't plan to fight again after the Olympics, so what about you? Are you still fighting? She was afraid that Qiao Mingle would be upset by asking too much, so she added, "Now the team is guessing whether you will leave, and everyone is reluctant to let you go."

"The team is guessing?" Qiao Mingle tilted his head and asked.

Shen Tui lowered his head heavily, "I'm guessing, but no one dares to ask you." They all said that you are not afraid of the leader and dare to do it with them because you don't plan to fight again."

Qiao Mingle was as usual on his face, but he pondered in his heart.

Now the game is a critical time, and the national team cannot afford to lose.

At this time, the players are still speculating whether the captain will leave, which is obviously not a good phenomenon.

□dǐng□diǎn□小□語,.2⌒3.o±s_(); When people's hearts are scattered, how can they still play a good game!

"If you hear anyone talking about my stay again, you can just tell them that I don't plan to leave. When I was young, I also liked to work against the leaders, and it wasn't like this in the past two years, so I told them not to think about it", Qiao Mingle said casually.

Shen Tui breathed a big sigh of relief, smiled like a flower with a face, and hugged Qiao Mingle's arm enthusiastically.

"I'm relieved to have your words," Shen said contentedly.

That night, Shen Tui slept very soundly, and snoring in the second half of the night.

Qiao Mingle tossed and turned, and finally fell asleep to her snoring.

On the second day, the team arranged a two-hour training session in the arena next to the Olympic Village, which was open to the media.

Before the women's players arrived at the training hall, the media was already in place.

In the past, there were more domestic media than foreign media, but this time it has dropped one by one, and there are many foreign media, and the entire media group surrounds half of the stadium.

No matter what the players do, there are cameras on them, and there are people chattering non-stop next to them, and the team members are very uncomfortable and can't concentrate on training at all.

During the group confrontation training within the team, one of the team members was a little distracted and didn't pay attention to the front of him, but the team member in front stopped and she didn't see it, and hit it solidly.

Both fell.

At first, everyone didn't take it seriously, and it was common for them to collide with each other in training.

But after a while, before the two of them could get up, everyone felt that something was wrong.

Qiao Mingle was the first to rush over and ask about their situation.

"Sister Qiao, I seem to have broken my foot," said Shen Tui, who was innocently hit and lying on the ground, with a crying voice.

She was scared.

If she really has a good one, this year's Olympic journey is almost over.

Qiao Mingle hurriedly called the team doctor to come over and check on them.

Shen Tui has broken his foot, and to be on the safe side, he will have to rest for at least two games.

The distracted athlete fared even worse, as she fell to the ground with her elbow on the ground, resulting in a broken lower arm that was reimbursed for the Games.

Lao Jia asked the team leader to send the media away, the wounded were sent to the medical treatment for further examination and treatment, and the other team members returned to the Olympic Village with their heads bowed.

After returning to the village, Lao Jia immediately called a meeting of all the team members.

The tactics that had been formulated earlier had to be modified due to the absence of two injuries, and the later plan was completely disrupted.

"Sister Qiao, why am I so unlucky?" Qiao Mingle had just returned to the dormitory after the meeting, when he heard Shen Tui crying on the bed.

"It's not unlucky, you're lucky, just rest your foot for a few days, and you won't hurt your muscles and bones," Qiao Mingle said tiredly.

Shen Tui was only worried about his sadness at this time, and he didn't pay attention to Qiao Mingle's tiredness, and he was still talking about it during the period.

Qiao Mingle lay on the bed, watching Shen Di's mouth open and close, but her voice drifted farther and farther, and in the end she couldn't hear anything.

Just now, Lao Jia had a few separate chats with her after the meeting with the team members, mainly talking about how bad the shape of the national team is now.

Lao Jia didn't say it explicitly, but Qiao Mingle couldn't understand that Lao Jia was putting pressure on her.

I have to say that Lao Jia is quite accurate. She knew that Qiao Mingle was the kind of athlete who had greater rebound power the greater the pressure, so she would put pressure on Qiao Mingle when the national team was at stake.

But no matter how strong Qiao Mingle's psychological endurance is, she is still a human being, she still grins like a person who has nothing to do in front of the coach, and only when she returns to her nest at this time does she dare to show her tiredness and haggardness.

Qiao Mingle was stunned for a while, and then came to his senses and Shen Tui was still there wiping his tears and complaining.

She sighed deeply, took a change of clothes and got out of bed to take a shower, walked to the bathroom door and turned to Shen Tui and said, "Don't cry, have a good rest these days, and prepare to play the quarterfinals."

"Sister Qiao, can we make it to the quarterfinals?" Shen Tui asked uncertainly.

"With your Sister Qiao here, we can reach the final finals!" The moment before the bathroom door closed, Qiao Mingle said quietly.

Shen Tui didn't see Qiao Mingle's expression, but she didn't know why, she immediately calmed down.

She didn't think that Qiao Mingle was talking big! Because Qiao Mingle rarely jumps to conclusions about something too early, and often the things she concludes can come true in the end.

In the eyes of Shen Yuan's group of team members, Qiao Mingle is a god-like being, although she is not a few years older than them.

Shen Tui was a little excited in his heart, the next few games are very crucial, what kind of myth will their female god of war create!

(To be continued.) )