Ye Chong opened his eyes unconsciously, then stretched his waist and yawned again.

Comfortable.

Warm, cozy and relaxing.

It was like after eating and drinking, I lay carefree in the cradle and took a nap.

At this moment, Ye Chong's mental exhaustion had already been wiped out before going to bed.

“As right, deep sleep is the most ideal way to restore physical data.

The human body is like a complex and sophisticated instrument, or a meticulous and magical system. After a failure occurs, just stop, refuel, recharge, and restart, and you can recover as before.

Qi, blood and body recovered slowly, but the spirit recovered very quickly.

However, the premise is deep sleep. If you just sleep lightly, it doesn't make much sense.

Well, it's already past seven o'clock in the evening, so it's time to eat something.

hehe.

The Yangwu Conference has made quite smooth progress in the past two days, and it is full of talents, which is very stance to attract all the best martial arts warriors in the country.

Of course, this cannot be separated from Zhang Mingyang's layout and mobilization.

However, I cannot deny the important role I played.

hey-hey.

If I hadn’t been righteous, sacrificed myself, provoked and angered the warriors in the world, how could the Yangwu Conference cause such a big sensation?

But……

Zhang Mingyang has completely forgotten me these two days. Do you really treat me as an abandoned son?

If you don’t say anything else, it’s okay to treat me to a meal. There’s no need to separate yourself from me so quickly, right?

If I don’t help, I can’t call me and express my gratitude to me. After all, I helped him get into martial arts…”

Ye Chong rubbed his croaking stomach while muttering toward the phone, and continued to think randomly:

Since Zhang Mingyang is not invited, I will not be polite. Take advantage of the opportunity to live in the presidential condom and order more delicious food and drinks, so as to reward yourself.

When Ye Chong picked up the phone, he remembered that the phone line had been pulled out, but now he was so hungry that he was too lazy to pay attention to who had called before.

Soon he called the front desk and asked for a moonfish sashimi.

There was a Mask Martial Arts Dining Table last night, but there was no reason for the Expert Apartment to not have it.

After all, the Mask Martial Arts Club was held in the underground square of the Expert Apartment, and the supply channels for ingredients and other products should be the same.

In addition, he ordered three bottles of red wine and eight hot dishes, and ordered some roasted wax and staple food.

If you don’t want to be idle, you should be kind to yourself. How sinister the world is, it’s not about spending your own money anyway.

Just put down the phone.

Dingling.

The phone started to explode like crazy.

"What does it mean?" Ye Chong smiled and muttered, "Do you think I ordered too much, or it's too expensive?"

As soon as I answered the phone, Tao Xiangru's voice came over: "Captain, are you finally back?"

"I'll go back..." Ye Chong was slightly stunned, and then smiled, "Yes, Xiangru, I'm back."

"Haha, the captain is so amazing. He actually made Yang Ying the number one in the 235 team," Tao Xiangru's voice filled with a smile, "Captain, what are you doing? Is it fun?"

"It's so fun, that's all?" Ye Chong smiled slightly, "Haha, do you think Yang Ying's shocking success is a little envious, jealous and hateful?"

"Hehe, I'm not envious anymore, I won't be jealous, I just hate it a little," Tao Xiangru's voice had a sour smell, "I hate that I was not able to be assigned to the same group as the captain, otherwise, hum, maybe I can advance to the second round of group stage."

"Well, you didn't advance?" Ye Chong sighed and then said, "It's okay. I just broke through the warriors. There is no need to pursue results. I can experience valuable things in the group stage. Even if it is successful, by the way, you... are not injured, right?"

"I'm not injured, captain," Tao Xiangru said with a smile, "Actually, I think so too. Even if I see Yang Ying being able to advance, I can't help but feel a little dissatisfied with myself."

"Everyone has a different understanding of martial arts," Ye Chong said calmly, "Although Yang Ying's strength is worse than you, she has a sense of persistence in her heart, full of desire for victory.

Sometimes, even though she knew that she was not strong enough and was even powerless, she would still try that one percent chance, hoping that her efforts would be able to get the mercy of God.

hehe.

She is a bit like Lin Xiaonuan.

And you...

Too soft.

Speaking of which, it’s okay to be gentle on the outside, but the gentle on the inside will inevitably make people look forward to the journey of martial arts and have many constraints.

After all, martial arts is not a literary path. Only by forging ahead in a cruel and passionate battle can we create glory step by step.

In fact, sometimes you are kind to others, you are cruel to yourself.”

"I know," Tao Xiangru's voice sounded a little sad, "So, in our 008 team, only Liu Pingping and I were not promoted to the next round..."

"What?!" Ye Chong couldn't help but be stunned, and then his lips curled up, "What you are talking about is... In addition to Yang Ying, Lin Xiaomei, Lin Xiaonuan, Zuo Xiaoqian and Li Aifang have also qualified in the group?!"

"Yes, captain, hehe," Tao Xiangru smiled, "I am the only one who failed, Liu Pingping, is the captain happy?"

"..." Ye Chong's head was covered in black lines, his face was speechless, and he felt that there were traps and traps everywhere, "What's the matter with this?"

One code is unified.

Everyone’s actual situations are different and their needs are different. As long as they realize what they think at the Yangwu Conference, they will be considered successful.

From this perspective, Xiangru, you have gained what you want, and of course you have succeeded."

"Actually, I don't want to lie to myself. Everyone wants to enter the next round. If nothing else, the reward amount will be different." Tao Xiangru said softly, "Liu Pingping just tried too hard. Unexpectedly, all of her group were hard to crack. Otherwise, even if she didn't advance, she wouldn't be injured."

"Injured? Is it serious?" Ye Chong frowned.

"Pingping is very hard-working. She has suffered three injuries, one heavier every time. However, now the game is over, we should have a rest for a while." Tao Xiangru sighed quietly, "In fact, Zuo Xiaoqian, Li Aifang, Lin Xiaonuan and Lin Xiaomei were also injured, and Zuo Xiaoqian and Li Aifang were seriously injured. Fortunately, they advanced, and their efforts were rewarded."

"We are fighting on the ring, we are all going to the death, and we are going to do our best. It is inevitable to be injured," Ye Chong nodded and continued, "You are not injured and you got what you want. It's really good. Okay, take me to see Liu Pingping and the others."

"No, captain." Tao Xiangru said hurriedly, "Liu Pingping is in a bad mood now, she is afraid of meeting people, and even more afraid of meeting the captain.

There were five of them, all of whom were recovering and practicing in the dormitory, preparing for tomorrow's competition, otherwise, they would have called the captain long ago.

Actually, I didn’t want to bother the captain, but I was afraid that the captain would be worried, so I made a rash call.

OK, Captain, I won’t bother you anymore.
Chapter completed!