Chapter 180

Xie Qingming's eyes haven't blinked for nearly a minute - except for professional actors, it's not something normal people can do.

He sat there like he was petrified by Medusa.

If it wasn't for the tangled, angry and shrinking light in his eyes, he would be no different from a statue now.

His lips pressed tightly, because they were too tight, and soon became the deep purple color.

But his face was gray, not the morbid flush when he was stimulated, or the white when he was scared, or the most dim color of burnt paper.

From his throat, he unconsciously uttered a very low, indistinguishable monosyllabic.

In the minute that he was staring at without blinking, there were two more games.

Seven to eight.

In the last two innings of the first half, the score was held fast!

Optics Valley is only one point behind in seven.

At the end of the first half, the erudite middle school was not satisfied with the score.

They have made sufficient targets for Chen Yao's useless use, but they have not received the effect they expected.

"There's something wrong with the rhythm of the war of ridicule. If you know that, Luo team should slow down the taunt war a little bit and leave Xie Qingming to send more games on the field Tian min said irritably.

“……” Xie Qingming's body was shaking again.

With such a large air conditioner on, and wearing a long sleeve school uniform, his back has been soaked with sweat.

I'm not satisfied with erudite middle school

In fact, at the end of the first half, seven will not be satisfied, right?

Xie Qingming buried his head between his arms in pain.

Erudite middle school has been forced to take a main force by Zhang Ning's off-site, the lineup is messy, how much advantage do they have?

Chen Yao is very familiar with maps, she said. But how can Chen Yao be more familiar with maps than Xie Qingming?

How much training has he done on this map?

Moreover, it's not only the map factor - he is hundreds of times more familiar with his gun and the tactical position of the first assault than Chen Yao!

Chen Yao's strength is above him. He has lost anyway, and the team leader has also called him. Even if he loses face, he has to admit it. But the current situation is not a matter of strength.

If it was him who stayed on the court in the first half

"Captain."

"How's the captain?"

"I saw that the last two shots were a little shaky..."

"The second half was hard work!"

"Is a cold compress useful?"

As soon as I put down the mouse, everyone turned to Chen Yaowei.

Chen Yao looked at them inexplicably: "why?"

The whole team was a bit of a drummer.

In the second half, they will be the bandits and the main attackers of this map to enter a more intense battle.

I don't know how long the short half-time is enough for Chen Yao to recover.

Zhang Ning is more worried about whether Chen Yao's whole career will be affected by such a practice match.

"Listen to me," Zhang Ning stopped the others. "I saw in the first half that you can hang up intermittently, but on the one hand, the other side is obviously aiming at you, and you don't have much" intermission "time. On the other hand, your injury is old, and intermission hang up doesn't work. If you continue to fight, it may cause irreparable damage... "

Chen Yao looked at him innocently and doubtfully: "why?"

Zhang Ning's eyebrows jerked up. Why? It needs to ask why. Injuries have long been a problem for coaches of professional teams. A little tenosynovitis and improper treatment may lead to the retirement of a star player, not to mention Chen Yao's life-threatening injury.

"Why is it irreparable?" Chen Yao continued.

"Well." Zhang Ning cited the tragedy of many players who had to fall because of injuries.

"It's going to be worse than it was when I was injured?" Chen Yao asked.

“……” Zhang Ning was asked.

"Can't the damage be more serious now?"

"That won't..."

"Since we were able to recover then, why not this time?"

“……” Zhang Ning's lips moved twice.

Chen Yao is wrong!

But I can't seem to find any logical loopholes?

As a result, Shen Zhaolou, who has the most direct brain, finds out what's wrong with Chen Yao's words: "dare you go on the stage with the mentality that there will definitely be damage, go to fight?"

Chen Yao nodded innocently.

Shen Zhaolou was infuriated by him.

No, thirty feet!

She picked up the mouse pad and smashed Chen Yao's head several times: "what the hell are you thinking? Next week is the professional competition! Do you want to pass? ""There is a professional competition every year, but it's the last time to play with erudite." Chen Yao replied quietly.

Xie Qingming stares at Chen Yao.

Chen Yao then explained: "after today, they are not qualified to be our opponents."

They don't have the problem of coming down to the team.

Up, challenge, all kinds of stronger, impossible team!

Until we get into the A-level League and get on the real first-class professional stage.

"But this is not a time of personal heroism..." Pei pengtian said.

"Hero?" Chen Yao was confused again, how could he not understand what they were saying.

"There's something wrong with Xie Qingming, you want to save the field..." Han Xiao added Pei pengtian's meaning.

"I have the same problem as him. Who is the hero?" Chen Yao's words directly hit the essence.

Xie Qingming had a problem, so that the tactics could not be carried out smoothly.

But he also had problems.

After all, no one is in the rescue field, no one is a hero.

Two of the strongest people have problems, leading to the beards on the field. They need to take more responsibility on the field. They are the heroes!

The firelight of Xie Qingming's eyes is more intense.

"Don't you blame me?" he said in his hoarse voice

Chen Yao's eyes were more confused.

How do you feel that you are not in the same world with all your teammates today?

"I blame the sow." Chen Yao answered without thinking.

Poof

Shen Zhaolou was just holding his head, but suddenly he couldn't help laughing.

That's enough!

In her short 16 years of life, there has never been such a strange feeling that she wants to cry and laugh at the same time!

Reasonable, the most strange, as if it is really the head of the damn sow!

But she may not think that if Chen Yao had not been injured at that time, where he would be now.

Xie Qingming's fingers couldn't help moving.

It's like knocking on the keyboard, with a sharp rhythm.

But his feet couldn't move a step.

Although in the past seven did not win the school team, but Xie Qingming is always the best one on the field.

If he loses, he can blame his teammates. He can't fight, he can't walk, he can't cooperate.

And the whole seven, even by his spray a mess of teammates, also think the same, think that the reason is not to lose Xie Qingming, because his own food drag Xie Qingming such a quasi king of the master.

Xie Qingming won't have a pot. It's all his teammates' pots.

"Captain. Let me Go ahead. " Xie Qingming said in a shaking voice, "at least, if I lose, I'll take the pot."