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The much-watched group stage of the Asian Cup has finally begun, and the first match between the Chinese team and the South Korean team was played in X City. The Chinese team had a favorable location and went to the game site early.

In the rest area, Li Li sat in a corner and closed his eyes to recuperate, and the voices of the players sounded in his ears, mixing together lively.

Li Li didn't open his eyes, he listened quietly.

"Li Li, is the hand injury really okay? You know how important this game is, the whole country is watching, don't force it. ”

This is Lang Tuo's voice.

"Well, don't come back and be scolded like the national football team."

This is Zhao Xiaofeng.

"If you can't do it, if you can't do it, just replace me."

There was an unconcealed impulse in Blue's tone.

Hearing this, Li Li didn't need to look at it to know what would happen next, and sure enough, Li Li's slightly mocking voice sounded.

"What? Not convinced? ”

"Not convinced."

"You're on? Can you win against South Korea? ”

"Why can't you win, him!"

"Although courage is commendable. But you can't go on either, just watch. ”

blue:“……”

"Don't you make any noise, don't you see that our two luthiers are resting?"

Suddenly, a voice that was afraid that the world would not be chaotic sounded, Yu Huai laughed and shouted to everyone in the rest area, "Don't come here to serve tea and water, massage and serve, and still count on them in a team battle for a while." ”

Everyone: "......"

The corners of Li Li's mouth couldn't help but curl up when he listened.

Once upon a time, playing with this group of people was something he couldn't have imagined, and his world was supposed to be all about music.

But now he has become one of them, and he is one of the main forces to be relied on.

Li Li clearly remembers the bits and pieces since he became a professional player, whether it was the days of pretending to be Li Li, or the time when he was himself, looking back, it was like a world away, and it seemed like it was just yesterday.

He was wandering out of the world when he suddenly felt that someone had bumped him with an elbow.

Li Li opened his eyes and looked at Li Li: "What are you doing?" ”

"I thought you were asleep, today's game is crucial, show some momentum." Li Li said solemnly.

"What's wrong? Are you nervous? Li Li asked with a smile.

"Just kidding, this is the day I've been waiting for." Li Li said confidently.

……

Inside the runner's tunnel.

The players of the Chinese team and the South Korean team lined up separately and prepared to play. The players of the two teams did not understand the language, and they couldn't even communicate before the game, so they could only look at each other without saying a word.

Although no one spoke, Li Li keenly noticed that the Korean player's mental outlook was not good, and he seemed to be a little nervous and uneasy.

After a moment of silence, Lee Jae-hee suddenly said something to Kim Sung-hyun, and then motioned for him to translate to his opponent.

Jin Chengxuan glared at Li Li and the others, and said after a while: "Good violinist." ”

Li Li frowned.

It is common for both sides to put some cruel words before the game, and even the confrontation of psychology and rhetoric can play an important role, but there is no need for "praise" like Kim Sung-hyun.

Could it be that there is any conspiracy?

To imply us, they have found a way to crack the luthier?

Li Li looked over.

"It seems that you watched our match with the Sky Wolf, are you quite afraid of the luthier?"

Kim Sung-hyun choked.

"You really should be afraid," Li Li pointed at Shen Han, "Our two tricks haven't been used yet." ”

Kim Sung-hyun's chest rose and fell a few times, and he patiently translated Li Li's words back, causing a commotion in the Korean team. He crackled and spoke Korean for a while, and muttered a few words of Chinese for a while, what "destroys the balance", "what hides the head and shows the tail", and the sour breath is flying all over the sky.

Kim Sung-hyun's Chinese level is really anxious, the Chinese spoken is all lacking hands and feet, and the Chinese national team feels that it is a waste to refute him - he can't understand it.

Li Li frowned and listened, and soon became impatient.

"It doesn't matter if you don't accept it, fight until you obey." He said.

Lee Jae-hee raised his hand, stopped his teammates, and then said a few more words.

"No one has ever served anyone on the field, if you are convinced, what kind of game will you play! The real strong man is not pretended to be by lip service, it is just ......"

Kim Sung-hyun thought about it for a long time, and finally easily thought of a word: "Imposter." ”

"Huh."

Li Li smiled, strangely feeling that the last sentence was very interesting.

Imposting used to be his "old business", but he has long since washed his hands.

It's time to show the real technology.

"On the battlefield, the loser has no position to say, 'Accept or disagree'."

Li Li said firmly, "Wait to lose." ”

"See you on the field."

"See you on the field."

The lights are on.

The channel is open.

The game is about to begin.

(End of book)