After hearing Qian Ruoyu's arrangement, Yu Qiao, who had followed to join in the fun, interrupted in surprise: "Isn't Song Da's Lou Cheng said to have unlimited physical strength? If he can't beat him, he can't beat him in a wheel battle..."
Before he finished speaking, he received four stern looks, his voice became smaller and smaller, and finally stopped abruptly.
These four looks came from Jiang Dingyi and Feng Shaokun who were sitting on both sides of Qian Ruoyu!
Damn it, I was mentally ill back then. Others were jealous of me and they were playing house, but I had nothing to do with it. It was a waste of time and life... Yu Qiao didn't have the guts to angrily criticize the two flower guardians, so he could only complain about himself.
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He has just turned twenty-two and is a first-class amateur. His father is Qian Ruoyu's father's junior brother. He is not a bad person, but he is relatively uncertain. He used to want to read gossip, but Qian Ruoyu joined the team as soon as he was invited. Now he regrets it.
My intestines are all blue.
Qian Ruoyu put on a serious face and explained seriously: "I have consulted the elders at home, and they unanimously judged through the game video that Lou Chengde can only do restorative exercises in the next two days. If he is forced to play, there will be quite a lot of flaws on the right side.
We have repeatedly targeted it, but it is not hopeless."
"Well, junior sister is right, but I didn't think clearly." While Yu Qiao answered "sincerely", he silently recited "He who knows the current affairs is a hero"!
To be honest, my junior sister has a pretty face and a good personality, but she is a bit spoiled. Sometimes she is too greedy, and sometimes she likes to pretend to be an adult.
Seeing that Senior Brother Yu was persuaded by him, Qian Ruoyu suddenly smiled, showing the youthfulness and naivety of an eighteen or nineteen-year-old girl. He looked at Panshenghui and said: "So, our vanguard must be the type who is good at making quick decisions."
After hearing this, Feng Shaokun volunteered: "Everyone has seen how my tiger and crane are doing, and I won't give them a chance to wander around and fight."
He has a good skin, but his nose is slightly hooked, showing a bit of unruliness and frivolity.
Without waiting for Qian Ruoyu to answer, Jiang Dingyi retorted: "If you don't wander around and fight, you can fight quickly? The gap between amateur first-class and second-class amateurs is not that big! Blizzard's twenty-four strikes are not a breakthrough."
Ruoyu, let me do it. I am tall and strong. As long as we seize the opportunity and force them to fight head-on, the Earth Splitter Palm can definitely resolve the battle quickly."
He is nearly 1.9 meters tall, with strong muscles, like half an iron pillar. He has a fairly calm personality and can be relied upon, but he is rather dull and not very good at talking.
After a quick brush, Feng Shaokun stood up and said with a sneer: "In the past few games, how many times did you win a quick fight? Being beaten to a quick win is pretty much the same!"
Due to the conscious or unintentional care of the organizing committee, their opponents in the first two games were not strong, which gave them the process of accumulating confidence and improving their strength. However, no matter how much care they took, they still encountered a professional ninth-level player, Jiang Dingyi, in the second game.
He tried to wear down his opponent head-on, but the enemy seized the opportunity and took him away in a wave.
Hearing Feng Shaokun's ridicule, Jiang Dingyi stood up and glared at him: "Didn't you lose in the end?"
Seeing that the two boys were about to start a fight, Qian Ruoyu stepped in between them, covered her head and said:
"I'll fight in the first game..."
I can't live this day!
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At Songdai Martial Arts Club, the atmosphere is completely opposite.
"Oh no, I have to call Coach Lou today?" Sun Jian said angrily and funny.
Coach Shi is too irresponsible!
Next to him, Lin Hua blushed inexplicably. It was embarrassing enough to ask for leave because of his aunt, but in the end, the person asking for leave was not the old coach Shi who was not surprised at all, but a junior who was two years younger than him!
Since she wanted Yan Zheke to take over, she had just given a few explanations to the other party, but she specifically told her not to tell the boys. Now it seems that the school girl should have relayed her words and asked for leave for herself...
Thinking of this, she couldn't help but look at the floor intently.
Li Maoze took off the hot towel from his face and said in shock: "Coach Shi just left when he said he was leaving?"
Does he really not care about the outcome of this game?
"Yeah, it's a game where we gain practical experience anyway. It doesn't matter who is the coach. You can just tie up the dog." Lou Cheng deliberately made a fool of himself in order to help Li Mao relieve his tension.
Pfft... everyone immediately laughed, and Yan Zheke even slapped Lou Cheng.
Seeing that no one paid too much attention to it, Li Mao breathed a sigh of relief and his body was no longer so tense.
Lou Cheng was about to arrange the order of appearances when the door to the dressing room behind him was suddenly pushed open, and Lin Que walked in wearing a dark sweatshirt.
"Lin Que, why are you here?" Sun Jian asked in surprise.
Lin Que said calmly: "Isn't there a competition today?"
"But you can't play?" Li Xiaowen thought Lin Que was trying to be brave.
Lin Que looked at the corner of the locker room and said expressionlessly:
"I can come and cheer..."
Uh... Lou Cheng and Yan Zheke were stunned for a moment, then looked at each other and smiled, feeling Lin Que's change.
"After what happened last week, my cousin seems to have a sense of collective honor!" Yan Zheke leaned into Lou Cheng's ear and said excitedly and happily, unable to restrain himself.
Lou Cheng was a little confused: "He used to have a sense of collective honor, right? When he lost the game last semester, wasn't he sad and painful?"
"How to explain this... He used to only value the martial arts club because of my uncle, but for him, he is the only one in this group. When he can't play, he won't care if others live or die.
I care, well, I just look down on you like this~" Yan Zheke said with a low smile, the hot breath from his mouth brushed against Lou Cheng's ears, making him tingle.
"Itchy..." Lou Cheng tilted his head and laughed softly. The others were shocked by Lin Que's performance and were dumbfounded for a moment, only watching the spectacle.
When will the lonely Lin Shaoxia cheer everyone up?
Yan Zheke smiled softly and said: "I want you to do this every time you talk in my ear!"
Lou Cheng laughed dryly, not daring to take the blame, and instead said: "In last week's competition, your cousin and I worked together without any reservations, and we won the final victory. Maybe it was because of this that he
There should be more of a sense of collective honor, hehe, how should you thank me?"
"Do we still need to thank each other?" Yan Zheke deliberately opened his eyes wide and answered innocently.
Seeing Sun Jian and others looking over, Lou Cheng put away his flirting thoughts and said seriously:
"I will arrange the order of appearance today. Senior sister Lin Hua was injured during the training, so Yan Zheke will take the place. She has never participated in the previous university martial arts meeting, nor has she played in any group competitions. The Dream Team has no intention of doing anything to her.
She must not know the details, so she will have a chance to win by surprise, so Yan Zheke, you are the first one to go on stage."
Yan Zheke nodded seriously and replied:
"good."
Her body trembled slightly, more excited than nervous, while Lin Hua breathed a sigh of relief and expressed deep gratitude to Lou Cheng for his carefulness.
When Guo Qing, Li Xiaowen and Li Mao were surprised by Yan Zheke's replacement, Lou Cheng continued: "Brother Sun Jian, you are the leader today. You are the last to hold the line. Haha, the burden is all on you."
He said this deliberately just to make Li Mao less nervous.
"No problem!" Sun Jianhao replied cheerfully.
Lou Cheng then looked at Li Mao: "Senior Brother Li, you are the second one to appear. Please observe your opponent more later."
At this time, he stopped saying words to let Li Mao relax, lest he become nervous because of the special treatment.
"Yeah." Li Mao was much less nervous than before.
After arranging the order of appearances, Lou Cheng looked at the time and said:
"There will still be a while. Let's make preparations. You can close your eyes and adjust your breathing."
My master has already discussed the opponent's situation in the morning. I will give you secret instructions based on the enemy's specific order of appearance later!
As soon as Lou Cheng finished speaking, Yan Zheke picked up the bag and said hurriedly: "Senior Sister Lin, Ah Qing, help me put up my hair..."
In competitions where they are not too important and have confidence in themselves, female warriors usually put their hair in a ponytail and go on stage. But in fact, their best choice is to have short hair or a bun to avoid being affected by their hair during fierce confrontations.
Or the enemy may attack you at this point.
Since Yan Zheke's family background is well prepared for his possible appearance today, he has brought the corresponding items relatively complete. Under the guiding principle of not seeking good looks but only convenience, with the help of Lin Hua and Guo Qing,
She quickly fixed her hair and stood in front of Lou Cheng.
Seeing that the girl's neck was white and slender, with graceful lines, and her hair was tied up, Lou Cheng couldn't help but praise her in a low voice: "She's so beautiful!"
Yan Zheke's facial features are more beautiful and her temperament is more elegant, but when her hair is tied up, she gives people the impression of bright eyes and white teeth.
"Am I not beautiful usually?" Yan Zheke hummed in a low voice with joy in his eyes.
Lou Cheng chuckled and said: "Different and beautiful..."
Yan Zheke pursed his lips and smiled, without saying much. He stretched out his hand, straightened Lou Cheng's collar, patted the dust, and said softly:
"You are the coach, you have to be more energetic, you know?"
"Understood, Coach Yan!" Lou Cheng replied with a smile, turned around and clapped his hands:
"Go out. Among amateur warriors, the difference between one and two grades is really not that big!"
After saying that, he walked towards Lin Que who was at the door, smiled and extended his fist.
Lin Que was stunned for a moment, but finally he clenched his fist, touched him, and whispered:
"come on……"
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The audience in the martial arts venue was obviously unorganized. When they saw the home team coming out, they only sparsely shouted cheers.
Taking advantage of the fact that no one here knew him, Li Liantong waved his hands at Yan Zheke like a madman, venting the pressure he had accumulated in daily life.
When she saw them approaching the home team seat, she said in shock: "Baicai, Ruru, they don't seem to have a coach?"
In her impression, the coach of the martial arts club was an old man with white hair.
Zong Yanru stretched her neck to look, and was suddenly stunned:
"Lou Cheng is sitting in the coach's seat..."
"What? He is the coach today?" Li Liantong and Shi Xiangyang were both shocked.
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At the Dream Team seat, Qian Ruoyu pouted slightly and said unhappily:
"Songdai Martial Arts Society looks down on people too much, right?"
My elders have repeatedly emphasized that the coaches of the Songda Martial Arts Club have a profound background and high strength, and told me and others not to cause trouble. If they are dragons, they will be coiled, and if they are tigers, they will lie down. As a result, the coaches simply refused to come, and let the so-called building be fooled.
Coach directs!
We really think we are children!
"Hmph, I have to show them some color." Feng Shaokun and Jiang Dingyi also felt that they were being despised, and their expressions were full of fighting spirit.