Krisna has been getting a little hot lately.

The three guys she paid the most attention to, Lu Wei didn't play for a minute, You Mo played for a total of 30 minutes, the table was really average, Kuka was even more speechless, and the two debuts made people doubt the head coach's vision!

The first two guys can find problems with Rehhagel, and where does the latter guy have any excuses?

The style is not tough enough, the running is not as active as before, there is no aura in front of the goal, and there is no offensive feeling like the whole team

The most hateful thing is that the nightly phone chat that I used to insist on for a long time has been cut off for a long time now!

Chrisna had just had a crush on him, had just gotten used to the nightly phone calls, and had just had a little hope for his growth, when she saw such a situation.

It's impossible not to have a fire in your heart!

In her mind, Kuka is a bit like a naughty brother who doesn't grow up. She can tolerate him making fun of herself, can accept the way he pursues herself, and does not hate his temperament, but the situation in front of her makes her a little unable to sit still.

Well, if you're a friend, you should also make a phone call to find out.

"What are you doing? What's going on around with all the noise? You've been playing a lot lately! Don't ask me why I'm calling, just look at your own watch! Did a winter break knock you back to square one? Yes, I have expectations for you, but that's just a concern between friends, you don't have to get me wrong! Well, you know for yourself, don't expect anyone else to really help you with anything! ”

Krysna threw the phone on the bed, reached out to pick up the mouse, shook it twice and didn't respond, picked it up and knocked it on the table a few times, and then frowned and looked at the screen.

There are too many messages on her post, and the reply is that she is not interested. The mouse is quickly pulled down, just to see if there is a point that catches people's eyes.

No, no, no, this seems to be good!

Chrisna leaned in and stared at the reply signed "Steward Lan".

"A team with a long-term plan. You can't put your hopes in one or two people, especially if they're not yet 18 years old. It is impossible for Rehhagel to ignore their appearance in the first half, the so-called stubbornness, in fact, is more of a protection! None of them are physically fit enough for the manager, so it's normal to sit on the cold bench. The most important question is how the team solves its dependence on them."

Chrisna's hand on the mouse didn't move for a long time, her expression changed from concentration to confusion, and then from hesitation to determination, so she got up. Grab your phone back.

"Who is Steward Lan? Is your girlfriend? Hahaha, I guessed right! It's the guy who put on the show with you, right? Tell her to change her name and be careful of human flesh! What, his girlfriend is coming? When? Call me at the party, and by the way, help me knock on the Kuka kid and see what the hell he's up to! ”

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Zheng Yan got a visa a year ago, and it was already the limit of patience to come over until the eighth day of junior high school.

That's what she wants to do. You may hesitate for a long time when you think about it, but once you make up your mind. That won't stop anything!

Tennis team, Chen Yuwen, former sisters, relatives, friends, family

None of them could shake her mind a bit.

With all her belongings: a small box and a backpack. After a long journey of 12 hours. She is finally going to see the person she thinks about day and night!

Lu Wei and You Mo both went back years ago, Wang Dan is not familiar with it and can be ignored, what really makes her miss is Jiang Xiaolan.

This sister whose parents died and who had no other relatives. In her heart, she is actually a sister-like storage zài.

Weak, kind, simple, sentimental

This kind of guy will be hit in tears every day in such a complex and unfamiliar environment, right?

After six o'clock in the afternoon, Zheng Zhi, who had been dizzy by jet lag, raised his wrist to look at the time that once belonged to him, and it was very strange that the unfinished light of the sunset on the horizon was very strange.

I pulled up the jacket and dragged the gift box, and I wanted to speed up my pace, but because of the numb and swollen feet, I could only move slowly and keep looking up.

As soon as the familiar four guys caught their eye, one of them jumped up and pounced on her, hugging her tightly.

hugged her for a while, chattered for a while, and then Zheng Lash had a chance to push her away and look her up and down carefully.

The figure has not changed much, the face is a little plumper, the eyebrows and eyes are stretched and soft, and the smile on the corner of the mouth is very real

"They didn't bully you?" Zheng Yan threw the backpack salute to You Mo, grabbed Lu Wei with his left hand, and Jiang Xiaolan with his right hand, and whispered to her closely.

"What's the matter, Momo won't let her bully me."

"What do you call each other? Eldest sister, second sister? Sister-in-law, second sister-in-law? Zheng Zhi relaxed a little and asked with a smile.

"It's so ugly, I call her 'Sister Dan', and she calls me 'Steward Lan'." Jiang Xiaolan pursed her lips and glared at Wang Dan, who looked at her with a wicked smile.

"You two seem to have a good relationship, why don't you feel like gunpowder?" Zheng Yan followed her gaze and turned her head back, her voice lowered, "It's like a vixen, can you be her opponent?" ”

"Yes," Jiang Xiaolan sighed lightly, "It's okay, she's not as domineering as you think." ”

"You and him, that one?" Zheng Zhi's voice was lowered, and he wanted to put his mouth on her ear.

Jiang Xiaolan instantly turned red, gritted her teeth and turned her head, ignoring people.

"Oh, what's the big deal, you're not positive, of course you're going to fall behind." Zheng Yan quickly saw the clue and reminded her triumphantly. "Isn't that right, Lu Wei?"

"To be merciful to the enemy is to be cruel to oneself, and when will the days of listening and not singing come to an end?"

"Huh?"

"Lu Wei, you've learned badly"

Wang Dan and Jiang Xiaolan didn't know what kind of distance to keep from Lu Wei at the beginning.

The two of them discussed it for a while and decided to demand themselves according to the standards of good friends. The scope of the joke, the scale of intimacy with another guy in front of him, has been strictly controlled. Save him from giving him an immodest impression.

But with the passage of time and the deepening of the relationship, the two women gradually ignored his gender status, and the jokes were boundless, and the scale of intimacy with another guy was no longer convergent. Of course, he didn't think about his impression of himself anymore.

Until today. He picked up another girl, and by the way, he talked about the topic of singing every night, and Jiang Xiaolan suddenly realized the problem: this guy lives with two young girls every day, often sees them making out with others in front of him, and occasionally listens to them talk about some obviously colored topics

Haven't you ever thought about anything else?!

"Get in the car, what do you want?" Zheng Yan opened the car door for a while, but still didn't see Jiang Xiaolan coming up, so he stuck his head out. Looking at the guy in a daze.

"Oh, here we are!" Jiang Xiaolan walked two steps quickly and got into the car, and as soon as the door closed, she leaned into her ear and asked, "What about you?" ”

"It's big, you car!" Zheng Yan looked left and right, put her arms around her neck, and replied casually: "You little fool, don't you let him touch you?" ”

"Not really! Are you really already? ”

"What's there before. I think it's so mysterious, after I have it. It's like eating and shopping, it's a part of life. You say that you don't have a long memory of how much you have lost! ”

"It's not what you think, I'm not embarrassed or don't let him make love, I'm afraid he can't stand it!"

"Row the day, how can you do it if you don't fight for it?"

"Well, come on, a carload of people heard what we were talking about"

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I didn't really plan to call outsiders. You Mo thought about it carefully and felt that it was still necessary to return the favor.

Chrisna helped herself with an idea, although it seems that she doesn't know if it's reliable or not, but she has this idea.

Kuka still gave him face, and he called over with a phone call. He didn't shout at the rest of his teammates. It's not that I don't want to, it's just that too many people will inevitably make a noise.

At half past seven in the evening, three men and four women began to clink glasses in the private room on the second floor of the Chinese restaurant.

Krisna lived far away, and when she arrived, she only had time to say hello, and she would have a chance to take a closer look.

A typical oriental woman has a three-dimensional facial features, slender eyebrows and eyes, a small nose, a slightly larger mouth, and a little shy when she laughs.

Didn't even wear makeup?

Krysna raised her eyes and looked at Wang Dan who was shining brightly beside Youmo, and after a little comparison, her doubts intensified.

Is there something wrong with that guy's aesthetics? Or is there something unusual about her?

"Chrisna asked me to call you too, tell me honestly, what have you been doing lately?" Yumo walked up behind Kuka with a wine glass and touched him on the shoulder.

Kuka was still a little distracted, and was actually taken aback at this time, "Ah, thank you, thank you for your concern, I'm fine, just a little tired"

Christina, who was separated from him, immediately raised her head and glared at him.

You Mo looked carefully, smiled and clinked glasses with him. After drinking, he patted him on the shoulder, bent down and whispered: "What a good opportunity, if you hold on hard, I'm afraid you're going to drive people away." ”

Kuka paused for a while, and the expression on his face changed a little, and he nodded slightly to thank him.

"Let's be honest!" Krysina didn't hear the conversation between the two of them clearly, but judged something by guò's expression, and came to verify it at this moment.

"Well, I've been hooked on baccarat lately"

Bet, there's an innate thrill to this kind of thing. Guys who engage in competition are naturally highly sensitive to winning and losing, and if you add that you are young and rich, make friends carelessly, and are deliberately guided, you will inevitably indulge in it, and you don't know when and where.

Money and time investment aside, gambling is a very luxurious expense for competitive athletes who are looking for extreme challenges!

If your mind is not on the field, where can you play well?

Krysna was not a child anymore, and when she heard this, she immediately became angry.

But angry is angry, and if she really wants to say something heavy, she hesitates again.

The two are just ordinary friends, and although he pursues her, he does not get her consent.

Is it to dissuade the runaway youth, to commit yourself to him?

Krisna isn't that noble!

After criticizing, stating the benefits and disadvantages, and then analyzing the current situation of the team, she has nothing to say.

Kuka knew that he was at a loss, and he didn't know where to throw away his previous bad boy style, nodded and bent over, gave up his hand to assure, and swore to pat his chest

On the surface, it looks good, but no one knows what the actual situation will be.

Including Kuka. (To be continued......)