"He obviously can't afford to lose, sneer......... What does it mean to be unable to react for a while and not be able to accept this blow? ”

"Please, go check Mu Ziang's game records, he has played more than a dozen games since the beginning of the year, and there are any games that have been won or lost, and this kind of thing has happened to him."

"Why can't he accept it? It's not because you don't take your opponent in your eyes and feel that you are sure to defeat him...... I didn't expect it hahaha! ”

Ye Zhao was solving a physiological problem in the cubicle, when he suddenly heard someone walking in while talking on the phone.

Hearing Mu Ziang's three words, he withdrew his hand when he wanted to push the door out.

The person outside hadn't walked into the next door, but was just standing in the toilet and spitting fog, not knowing what the person on the phone had said, and the person laughed.

"Why do you think he can't accept it? He just looked down on his opponent too much, he didn't take the other party in his eyes at all, and felt that he had won steadily, but he was embarrassed and lost to Ye Zhao! ”

"Losing to someone he looks down on, this is the real reason why Mu Ziang can't accept defeat, he feels that Ye Zhao is not his opponent at all, or he is not qualified to fight him at all, you didn't come to the scene to watch!"

"Mu Ziang's kid is very arrogant, he won the first game and started to float in the second game, and he was directly killed in the third game, that kid usually looks very hypocritical, and he always looks like a humble son, oh, I want to vomit when I see it!"

The people outside finally finished smoking, and Ye Zhao heard the sound of the next compartment ringing.

"Okay, okay, I'll pee first, and I'll continue with you later."

Ye Zhao pushed open the door and came out, walked to the sink and squeezed a little transparent hand sanitizer to rub the rich foam in his palm, and was flushing his hands under the faucet.

The door of the cubicle behind him rang again, and Ye Zhao washed his hands while looking up at the person who came out of the mirror.

The four looked at each other, and the atmosphere was suddenly a little awkward.

Ye Zhao lowered his head and washed his hands without greeting him, and Mu Ziang also didn't say hello, and walked to the next place to squeeze hand sanitizer.

Just as Ye Zhao was about to leave, the door of the cubicle behind him rang again, and the person who had just called also came out.

Ye Zhao glanced at him, and Mu Ziang also looked back at him.

This man was one of the fencers, and he couldn't remember exactly which school, but what he did remember was that this man was a defeated soldier under Mu Ziang.

In this bathroom, it was like a movie screen was pressed and paused, and the first person to walk out of this stillness was Ye Zhao, who nodded and greeted the boy who had just come out, and then walked out with his feet up.

After walking out of the bathroom for a distance, Ye Zhao slowly had an expression on his face, heh, everyone can see that in the three games just now, Mu Ziang's biggest problem is that he is too confident in himself.

If he hadn't played so lightly in the second game, he wouldn't have lost in his own hands.

The boy who called just now said that Mu Ziang was not unable to accept his defeat, but that he could not accept that he had lost to the opponent he despised.

At this time, only Mu Ziang and the boy were left in the bathroom, and the boy didn't expect such a coincidence, he made a phone call in the bathroom, and he could still meet two parties.

He hurriedly rushed down and ran away with his head down.

Mu Ziang was left standing alone in front of the washstand, he faced himself in the mirror, the masseter muscles on both sides of his cheeks gradually tightened, he took a deep breath, and then slowly calmed down his emotions.

What a damn one!

It didn't take long for the two sides to meet again on a narrow road.

Ye Zhao was holding flowers in his arms, his sister and the coach were on both sides, he was holding his sister's hand while listening to the coach say: "There will be an interview later to see if you want to play, this is set before the game, if you don't want to go on it, I will find someone to push it." ”

It just so happened that at this time, Mu Ziang and his coach also came out from behind, and they who walked behind naturally heard what Ye Zhao's coach in front said to Ye Zhao.

Mu Ziang's face was a little gloomy, this interview was originally scheduled for him, just waiting for him to win the championship.

But I didn't expect that now......

Ye Zhao replied lazily: "I don't want to take any more interviews, I'm tired from playing all day of games, I need to find a place to sit down and eat now, it's best to go to a hot spring after eating, take a break, and wait comfortably to go back to class in two days." ”

The coach couldn't bear it anymore and punched him on the shoulder: "No one is as lazy as your kid, interviewing these things, some people can't wait if they squeeze their heads, and they can't seize this opportunity, so you kid will hide from me every time." ”

"Please, coach, I said that you don't believe it, all of our family members are allergies to this kind of thing, right?"

Lebao nodded vigorously and agreed: "Yes, yes! Our whole family felt uncomfortable when they heard the words of the interview. ”

Ye Zhao sighed: "No way, this is a genetic disease." ”

Lebao also sighed in a good way: "There is no way to inherit the disease." ”

The corners of the coach's mouth couldn't help twitching: "And this genetic disease?" It's the first time I've heard of it in my life. ”

Ye Zhao: "You are lonely. ”

Lebao: "Coach Uncle, you don't listen too much. ”

Listening to the two brothers and sisters singing and harmonizing, the coach waved his hand irritably: "If you don't go, you won't go, what's wrong." ”

There was a distracting laugh behind them, and the three of them turned around together, only to find that Mu Ziang and his coach had been behind.

Ye Zhao's coach thinks about Mu Ziang's coach. It seems that I am very interested in this post-match interview, but people want to but don't have this opportunity, standing in the back and listening to them chat, is there a Versailles feeling.

Ye Zhao's coach thought about it and jokingly asked, "This kid is not interesting, don't we want to take an interview together?" ”

The two coaches are usually quite familiar with each other, and it's actually nothing to joke with each other.

So Mu Ziang's coach responded with a smile: "Okay, why don't we just go on the mirror together......

Before he finished speaking, he was coldly interrupted by Mu Ziang: "Coach, I'm afraid it's not appropriate to take an interview at this time, right?" ”

The joke between the two coaches was interrupted for a while, Mu Ziang glanced at the two of them, and said to his coach: "He originally made an appointment with TV to be a champion interview, you want to appear, and you will also appear as a champion coach, with my record today, aren't you afraid of being laughed at?" ”

Coach Mu Ziang's face was suddenly ugly, and Mu Ziang's emotions were rising at this time, and the words he said did not go through his brain.

Ye Zhao: "I think it's also very suitable for your coach to be on camera, after all, everyone in the fencing world now knows that there is an excellent player Mu Ziang." ”

Losing to Ye Zhao, hearing him say this, Mu Ziang felt that he was sarcastic.

The muscles at the corners of his mouth twitched: "Excellent player? Don't exalt me, will I lose to you if I'm really good? ”

This sentence also annoyed Ye Zhao, and he raised the corners of his mouth: "What's so strange about losing to me?" ”

(End of chapter)