"Seven o'clock tonight, Zhenzhou yellow rainstorm warning."

Hard suddenly said something extraordinary, like a ripple on the water, which quickly dissipated in the quiet of the lounge.

The delivery man knocked on the door and the ordered dinner was delivered on time.

Yu Wenwen took it out one by one, put it out, distributed the tableware to the team members, and took away the fruit lying on the conference table.

"Mubei, don't you eat it?" Yu Wenwen grabbed Mu Bei, who was about to walk away, her haggard face made her feel distressed, and her tone was surprisingly gentle, "Tell me what you want to eat, and I'll give you some." ”

"No, I'm not hungry."

Mu Bei smiled softly and shook his head.

Yu Wenwen blocked his way, looked into his eyes, and threatened him viciously, "If you have a stomach problem on the field, I won't spare you!" ”

"Do you know!"

She deliberately raised her clenched fists.

Mubei's stomach disease will be committed as soon as he starves, and the pain will be so pale.

Once on the field, it is impossible for him to take medicine halfway, unless the referee allows it, and doing so will also cause bad public opinion.

"Yes."

The smile on Mu Bei's face was a little reluctant.

Yu Wenwen still looked fierce, took his arm familiarly, pressed him to the chair, moved the rice and utensils, and ordered him, "You go back for me to eat well." ”

"Aren't you going to eat?"

Mu Bei obediently picked up the bowl and ate.

Yu Wenwen replied confidently: "I'm not hungry. ”

"Goo-goo-goo......"

The embarrassed belly screamed to make Yu Wenwen's face hot.

She touched her unassuming belly, trying to maintain the calmness on her face and the majesty that didn't exist.

Mu Bei didn't make fun of her, sensibly handed her the tableware, sandwiched a crayfish in her bowl, and recommended: "It's delicious, not very spicy." ”

"Hmm."

Yu Wenwen replied in agreement.

The lounge was also quiet for dinner. 596

Until the staff of the alliance came in, Yu Wenwen put on his work card, filled in the relevant documents, and counted the team members.

She patted the shoulders of the team members one by one and made cheering gestures-

"Come on, Mubei!"

"Come on, Hard!"

"169 come on!"

……

"Come on, Suma! You are the best! ”

"You're the best, too."

Su Ming touched her head, the tension on her face eased a little, and she seemed to have a little bottom in her heart.

Yu Wenwen nodded, a smile on his face.

She believes in her players and coaches and believes in their quality.

With the introduction of the host, the HG players came to the stage one by one, and Yu Wenwen stood behind the scenes, watching their backs and watching them climb onto the arena that countless teenagers yearn for.

She turned and walked back to the quiet lounge, staring intently at the screen.

Today's match between HG and SHG is a life-and-death battle on their way to the world championship, because of the three consecutive defeats on the first day, HG is ranked as last as MTG.

In the second round of the KPL World Championship Qualifiers, ten teams will have a single round-robin BO1, and only the top four teams in the points ranking will qualify and advance to the group stage.

Only by winning this game will HG have a chance to qualify.

"Buckle Buckle ......"

"May I come in?"

Yu Wenwen followed the sound and saw Ke Zhiyuan standing at the door.

"Welcome, welcome!"

She immediately got up and brought a chair to Ke Zhiyuan.

Ke Zhiyuan didn't see it either, and went straight to hug the soft and cute fruit.

Yu Wenwen glanced at the time, there were still a few hours before the time they agreed, and asked tentatively, "Don't you need to broadcast live?" ”

"I'm on leave today, and I'm not broadcasting."

Ke Zhiyuan responded as a matter of course.