The atmosphere in the small group was a little tense. When Zhou Mo reported her results last night, she was counted a few words by Gao Ge, but it was completely her daily ridicule and complaint about Zhou Mo's tone, and the atmosphere was unharmed. But on the morning of the last day, after Zhou Mo's performance continued to improve, Gao Ge's tone was really different, and his wording was serious and harsh. He Yu recalled carefully, since he knew these two, Gao Ge had indeed attacked and complained about Zhou Mo countless times, but he really had never been so serious. Gao Ge is obviously really on fire right now, and He Yu, who had been giggling and laughing a few words before, didn't dare to come out of the atmosphere now.

"My win rate is almost enough, and a few losses won't make much of a difference." Zhou Mo is still trying to defend herself.

"Am I talking about your win rate? I'm talking about your attitude! When it's time to sprint, start to slacken, and drop the chain at the critical time! Gao Ge reprimanded.

"Just say that I dropped the chain at a critical time, what about you!" Zhou Mo retorted.

Wow!

He Yu's eyes widened and he began to feel a little panicked. In front of Gao Ge's unprecedented true fire, Zhou Mo actually resisted unprecedentedly, this and this...... It's not going to end in vain, is it? I can't continue to watch, I have to find a way to persuade him!

He Yu used his brains frantically, but Gao Ge's reply had already been sprinkled back like ink: "Me? My record is on the rise! Even if I know I have no hope, I will never be as slack as you are! ”

"I ...... I was wrong. Zhou Mo said.

I'll go......

He had a false alarm. He also thought that Zhou Mo was also stirred up and was about to vent his anger, so he confessed it with just one word. But speaking of which, senior brother, this is not a matter of attitude! It's clear that I'm too worried about Gao Ge's condition so I can't concentrate on the game, right? Can't you think of this? He Yu was pondering, and he thought that he would be named if he followed.

"How can you say a few words!" Singing Aite him.

That's what you asked me to say! When He saw this, he also gritted his teeth and let go, and he really sympathized with Zhou Mo's situation that he was worried about Gao Ge but was going to be sprayed.

"Senior brother, this is also worried about you, senior sister......" He Yu said.

"When do I need him to worry!" Gao Ge said.

Zhou Mo made a wry smile and a helpless expression. There is no way to refute this, since the two of them realized that now, does Gao Ge need him to worry? Not really.

As a result, He Yu cautiously replied: "At this moment? ”

"At this moment, is it useful to worry?" Gao Ge said.

"This kind of emotional thing, reasonable, can't be reasonable." He Yu is like saying tongue twisters.

"You're very good at talking today???" Singing and turning into fire.

"Senior sister, let me say a few words!" He Yu was terrified.

"Can't you see who to talk to?" Gao Ge said.

"I was wrong, senior brother, you cheer up, it's useless to worry about senior sister's condition, why don't we pray for her together." He Yu said.

"That's no need, you two focus on yourself." Gao Ge said.

"I'm pretty good at that." He Yu said.

"That's what I want you to tell him!" Gao Ge said.

"Learn from me, brother." He Yu immediately agreed.

"Alright, got it." Zhou Mo said, his tone looked faint.

"Didn't Mr. He tell us early on that we must first learn to face failure and get used to failure when we play a career?" Gao Ge's tone sounded calmer at this time.

"Understood." Zhou Mo said.

"If you understand, you will do it." Gao Ge said.

"I'm just not used to seeing you fail." Zhou Mo said again.

The group was silent again, and the atmosphere changed again, but there were some different emotions. He Yu scratched his head, he felt that it seemed more appropriate for him to withdraw from the group at this time......

"It's always a matter of getting used to it, so it's better to start now." As a result, Gao Ge's silence did not last long, and there was a reply soon.

"Okay." Zhou Mo replied.

After that, Gao Ge didn't reply, He Yu scratched his head for a long time, and didn't leave the group, but he couldn't insert anything in this atmosphere, it seemed that any word would shatter a certain artistic conception.

The lunch break was not very long, and soon the afternoon games would begin. In the studio of the competition team, it was busy all afternoon, and many people didn't even bother to eat.

On this last day of the game, in addition to continuing to collect match data, the youth team will also pay attention to some additional things, some things that will not be presented until this last day.

Because of the format and purpose of the youth training tournament, this last day of the competition actually smelled of garbage time. The selection is to select 80 out of 300 people, and there is no competition between these 80 people, the best performance and the 80th performance, the result is the same, they all enter the offline competition and continue to work hard. Then on the last day, or on the sixth day, or even a little less, there are some players who are very good, or very poor, and they lock their positions early. Their performance on both ends of the spectrum, even if they don't perform very positively on the last day, two days, or even three days, doesn't make a big difference.

As a result, the mentality of many players will undergo some subtle changes at this time. Those who play well may become less concentrated, and those who play poorly may also start to break the jar and fall, of course, there are also those who have no sense of gain and loss, and they play beyond the level after their mentality is relaxed.

This kind of performance fluctuation due to changes in mentality, the youth team will not dig deep into each player, but most of the particularly conspicuous ones will be taken out for analysis, and this will also affect the final player evaluation.

During the lunch break, through the statistics and observation of the game in the morning and even on the sixth day, a list has been sent to Tong Huashan, all of whom are players with big ups and downs in the final stage. To be honest, Tong Huashan was a little afraid to look at this list, and he didn't want some of the names he was optimistic and expected to appear on it. Because judging from their experience, at this stage, it is more common to decline because of laxity, and it is relatively rare to relax and play a counterattack at a higher level.

So when he got the list, Tong Huashan didn't look at the name at first sight, and went to sweep the win rate first.

The list of twenty-two players was roughly scanned, and the winning rate was mostly below 50%, which made Tong Huashan feel a little more steady. He's just worried that the good players will lose points at this level, and as for those who are not good, he doesn't care much about breaking cans.

It was also in this spirit that after a rough scan, his eyes immediately fell to the players with a high win rate above, and swept to the win rate data they were divided into several columns. These columns are the mean of the first to fifth days, and the first half of the sixth and seventh days, respectively.

The first set of data made Tong Huashan regretful.

The win rate in the first five days, 67.5%, is not top-notch, but it is also quite good, and it is not a big problem to enter the list of 80 players in this issue.

From day 6 onwards, the odds of winning have plummeted.

Day 6 win rate: 45%; Day 7 Morning Win Rate: 50%.

This decline is not insignificant. For specific reasons, the event team will make a special arrangement for the players with outstanding ups and downs in the final stage after today's competition. Those who change from bad to bad will not be deeply analyzed. But like this, from good to bad, they will specifically study his game performance to give a conclusion. If it is determined that it is a matter of mentality......

The winning rate of 67.5% is not so good that it is irreplaceable among the players in this issue!

Tong Huashan thought, sighed in his heart, moved his eyes to the left, and looked at the player's name.

Zhou Mo?

He didn't have a direct impression of this name, but he vaguely felt that he had heard it.