The air pressure in the training room dropped for a while.

This time, not only Zhao Qichen, but even the trio who had always obeyed the arrangement in the past did not look particularly good-looking.

"If it was my decision-making mistake, why did you bring it up now?"

Zhao Qichen has tried his best to control his emotions.

The old wolf, who had the most gentle temper in the trio, was the first to stand up this time.

"Captain, we can't keep up with your rhythm lately."

Zhao Qichen has been overloading his solo show with every game in the past few days, and the problem of the players' information not getting feedback has now been exposed.

After the old wolf said this, Zhao Qichen actually realized his problem.

"Isn't that how we came over in the Elites?"

Zhao Qichen was unwilling to admit that there was anything wrong with his approach.

"Yes, but that doesn't mean it's still going to fit into the pre-game – captain, don't forget, you said our goal was the championship. In the current state, I don't even feel like we're playing the same game. ”

The horse monkey stood up, dropped the sentence, and walked straight out of the training room.

The atmosphere is now more tense.

"Captain, I feel like I'm useless now. As an assault position, there is basically nothing else to do with me in the game except for reporting directions. ”

Xiaopang was not as excited as the horse monkey, but looking at his expression, he didn't say this sentence with a pleasant face.

This statement really made Zhao Qichen speechless.

For so long, Zhao Qichen has been juggling both sniping and assault tasks.

Although it has never been said on the table, this has long been a fact of the team's legalism.

Zhao Qichen often prefers to perform it alone rather than convey instructions to hand over the task to his teammates.

He just thinks that this way everyone will not be troublesome.

Forget that what he was playing was a team game.

Seeing that Zhao Qichen didn't say a word, Xiaopang sighed slightly.

With a slightly heavy step, he walked over to his computer desk and pulled his gaming chair open.

As soon as he sat down, Chubby turned on the computer by himself.

Leaving the old wolf standing in place at a loss.

He first looked at Xiaopang and found that the other party had completely forgotten about himself, so he touched the back of his head curtly:

"I'll ...... I'm going to call the horse monkey back......"

After speaking, he hurriedly ran out of the training room.

All the situations that are happening now are completely unexpectedly expected by Zhao Qichen before he opened his mouth to ask.

He thought that the players were at most training too intense before the game, and the pressure was a little high, and he wanted to do some mental dredging for them and it would be over.

As a result, there was such a situation that was difficult to end.

Was it he who did it wrong all along?

Zhao Qichen, who has always been firm, finally couldn't help but start doubting himself.

……

At lunchtime, Lin Qiuran had already felt the strange atmosphere among the team members, but at that time, she had been thinking about other things in her heart, so she didn't pay much attention to it.

I thought they were just in a hurry to go to the training room to train, after all, the atmosphere in the base was not particularly high these days.

The real discovery was when she had finished eating and went back to the house to take a lunch break for more than an hour, and went downstairs to drink water and sober up and prepare to start working.

Zhao Qichen was leaning against the iron fence of the balcony, smoking a cigarette with his back to Lin Qiuran's direction.

In the smoke, Lin Qiuran couldn't even see his side face clearly.

But she knew that she hadn't seen Zhao Qichen smoking alone with such a decadent appearance for a long time.

The last time I came to the base, the team was facing the fate of falling apart......

Walking over gently, Lin Qiuran patted Zhao Qichen's back.

"What happened?"

Zhao Qichen's shoulders stiffened at first, and after seeing that it was Lin Qiuran, his back softened again.

Knowing that Lin Qiuran hated the smell of smoke, he extinguished the cigarette butt that smoked sparks.

"Cub, what the hell is ......"

Without waiting for Lin Qiuran to finish asking, Zhao Qichen leaned his head on Lin Qiuran's shoulder.

"Don't talk, Ranran, let me rest for a while."

Zhao Qichen's tone was mixed with powerlessness and uneasiness.

Such a man made Lin Qiuran feel uncontrollable distress.

But at this time, he can only stay quietly on the side and accompany him quietly.

The irritability and complex emotions in Zhao Qichen's chest slowly subsided at this moment.

It seems that no matter how bad the mood is, as long as Lin Qiuran is by his side, these negative effects will be purified little by little.

Lin Qiuran stretched out his hand and caressed Zhao Qichen's back for a while.

Lin Qiuran suddenly felt that being with Zhao Qichen was really a bit like raising a large dog.

It's the kind of big dog that is sometimes clingy, sometimes domineering, and sometimes even hurt.

Just like now.

Zhao Qichen's movements seemed to be curling up and licking his wounds.

Although he doesn't know exactly what happened, just looking at Zhao Qichen's current performance, Lin Qiuran knows that something has definitely happened in the team recently.

The competition is imminent, and Zhao Qichen's emotions as the captain have fluctuated, not to mention those team members.

What went wrong?

Just when Lin Qiuran was thinking about this problem repeatedly, the day ended in the low pressure of the base unconsciously.

Everyone acted as if nothing had happened, training, eating, bathing, and resting as usual.

No one put on the table what happened in the training room this morning.

But everyone knows in their hearts how festering the wound is under the hidden scar.

……

The next day.

Lin Qiuran got up early in the morning, went into the bathroom and turned on the faucet, picked up the cold water and slapped it on his face.

The late autumn of Linjiang was about to come earlier, and the biting coldness passed through Lin Qiuran's skin and went straight to the bottom of his heart.

After his mind was completely clear, Lin Qiuran stared at himself in the mirror for a long time.

His eyes were bloodshot, and his undereyes were blue.

Last night, in order to find a way to adjust the atmosphere in the team, she had insomnia until the early hours of the morning.

At this moment, she can no longer put all the pressure on Zhao Qichen alone.

Thinking about the habitual wake-up time of the team members, Lin Qiuran had prepared a rich breakfast before this.

Chubby walked out of the bathroom looking for the fragrance and stared at the dining table for a long time.

"Sister Ran Ran, what did we eat in the morning, why is it so fragrant?"

Lin Qiuran was wrapped in an apron, and he stroked his hair with a mysterious expression.

"I'll tell you when everyone is ready."

Xiaopang saw that Lin Qiuran was still selling guanzi, and he was even more curious.

Could it be a special day today?

Chubby smacked his lips, and just smelling the smell, he couldn't help but look forward to it.