Soon, the tournament organizers reconfirmed the official time of the competition, and Mo's team was scheduled for next week, and the new format will be more stringent.

Mo Fengze, who got the news, was obviously a little disappointed, and returned home listlessly.

"What's wrong? The fairness and justice of the game have been ensured, why are you still unhappy? ”

Qiao Nai happened to come to Mo's house for dinner, and when she saw him like this, she smiled and spoke.

"For professional players, the most important thing to win a game is of course their own excellent skills, but it will also rely on some other things, such as the enthusiasm for the game, we just played two games, the passion has just come up, and we were notified that we will not be able to play the next game until a month later, which is undoubtedly a basin of cold water poured from the beginning, and now everyone's mood is not very good."

Mo Fengze sighed and explained to her the stakes in a rambling manner.

I see.

Qiao Nai nodded knowingly, understanding what she meant.

"But you think like this, your skills are already very good, you will win no matter what, don't put too much pressure on yourself."

She knew that he had been under a lot of pressure during this time, including from his family, fans, teammates, etc., but he didn't say a word, and this time he finally had a chance to prove himself, but he was messed up by those who had no taste, and everyone would be unhappy.

"Don't worry, it's okay." Seeing that she was so worried, Mo Fengze hurriedly pulled out a smile, but comforted her.

Qiao Nai shook his head helplessly, "You, you just like to hold everything in your heart, and I don't know how to enlighten you, in short, you can study tactics with your teammates this week, and look forward to your victory." ”

"Thank you." Mo Fengze finally laughed from the bottom of his heart and spoke with relief.

Back at the base, Mo Fengze found that the atmosphere was inexplicably a little low.

"What's wrong? Haven't you been happy with one more chance? Sitting in his place, he smiled and looked at the people around him and asked.

"What's so happy, I really didn't expect Liuyun to do such a thing, I still regarded them as seniors before."

"Yes, I respect them a lot, and one of them is real, and I watch every game of his game carefully."

So why is that? Is it because of old age? Will we be like this in the future? ”

The team members complained one by one, lamenting the impermanence of the world.

"Okay, if you have this spare time, you might as well play a few more training matches, don't complain here all day long, next week will be a tough battle."

Mo Fengze was almost amused by them, he simply admired the imagination of these people and pulled their thoughts back.

Tong's

Tong Yeqing sat in the office, and his worried hair was a few more gray.

"Mr. Tong, what should we do now?" The assistant stood aside, and when he saw that he was slow to speak, he spoke tremblingly.

Just now, they lost an order again, and the other party found a loophole in their contract, and now they are suing them for breach of contract and the company for compensation.

"Don't make noise! Wait for me to think about it. Tong Yeqing shouted angrily.

The assistant didn't dare to say any more, and stood aside obediently, not daring to breathe, for fear that he would accidentally become his punching bag again.

Tong Yeqing put his hands on his forehead, and he really couldn't think of a way.