"The training results are very good. From a macro perspective, you can probably beat 1.56 of your past self. If you calculate psychological factors, you can probably beat 5.00."
Jiang Han lay in the hot spring, squinting his eyes and regaining his strength.
Cat Doula was holding the tactical board beside her and chanting.
The cat touched its paws: "The willpower and mental power are much stronger than before."
"...After all, this is what you have trained."
He didn't even have the strength to speak louder, but Jiang Han still struggled to laugh out "meow haha".
This is the aftereffect of training.
Use willpower to overcome fatigue.
Don't think about topics like 'I'm so tired' and 'I need to take a rest after fighting all day'.
As long as you let out a loud laugh of "meow hahaha", you can struggle to stand up and go to the next battlefield. Getting up at the limit of exhausting your attention and willpower again and again is the best way to exercise your willpower and willpower.
The manner of battlefield daring.
Jiang Han has been able to use his head to twist magic missiles, and he will no longer jump to the side with big movements like in the past, and run away like a meow as if his morale has collapsed.
"With 16 wins and 31 losses, you have given a very satisfactory answer."
Alessa, who was wearing a bathrobe, said in a gentle voice beside her: "Your opponents are mainly the three of us, and you will deal with the three of us in a knockout match. Although the three of us are all imitating Josephine, in the end
He will still come up with something different, even if your giant cat Dora is watching..."
(‘Meow!’ Cat Dora yelled angrily, glaring at Alessa with an angry expression of ‘The cat has done its best!’)
"Yes, the three of us tried our best." Lin Zhaojun said.
(‘The cat tried its best’ Cat Dora was biting her tail next to her)
"There are three of us studying you, and you are fighting three of us. It is not easy to get a certain winning rate, especially since we don't use top-notch equipment except for the equipment. We basically go out in full gear."
After Lin Zhaojun said this, Jiang Han felt a little happier and said with a smile:
"I hope I can have a good result tomorrow."
"No regrets." Lin Zhaojun paused and said, "Although this opportunity is rare, I still want to remind you that your career has just begun, and you are still a young witch. Don't focus on the strongest and most powerful witch in history.
Compare the almighty witch. Anjie was able to win the championship at a single-digit age because she is a bug, and you are still young and your talent cannot match Anjie."
"..."
Jiang Han knows this, but he always has this expectation and similar thoughts of comparison. Just like when he plays some games, he always thinks, "I want to compete with the best player."
", but the actual experience, hehe!
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Back at Mao Bookstore, Jiang Han heard the sound of Du Lingxuan sleeping soundly.
Tomorrow is Xuanbao's first match, and it was really difficult for her to beat Wei Changqing. So she also practiced for a very long time today, so she must be sleepy, right?
Jiang Han will play in the middle game tomorrow. By the way, the disadvantages of the contract signed by Du Lingxuan have finally been revealed.
Xuanbao originally didn't think he could qualify, so he signed a commentary contract with Irene.
As a result, after she finished playing tomorrow, whether she was laughing or crying, she had to go to the commentary box to explain, which was really miserable.
Jiang Han changed into her nightgown, but couldn't sleep, so she simply went for a walk outside by the lake.
Late at night.
Many cat lanterns have meowed and fallen asleep, and the light on their bodies has become dim.
But there are also many cat lantern night owls floating around leisurely by the lake, calling cats and raccoons, playing witch card games or space running group board games. Cat lantern has always been this kind of [personal resource accumulation game]
Loyal fans of Mao Lan. Most of them like this fair and unfair game where everyone collects resources, collects wonderful treasures, and competes in card battles.
I have to say that the cat lanterns still have this kind of pedigree.
Jiang Han did not disturb these cats. She hid the light of her tail and ears and walked slowly along the lake.
I probably strolled around for a while.
She was found by Chen Ligu who came out with a cat lantern. She was wearing pajamas with cute cat head prints, cat slippers on her feet that were not afraid of getting dirty, and a pair of hooded hats on her head that matched her serious appearance.
Completely inconsistent cat purring hat.
Chen Ligu's expression was serious,
Therefore, the cat snoring hat that looks like a cat lying on its belly and constantly making a weak "meow~ooooooo" sound becomes even more cute and unspeakably funny.
"I found you." Her voice was a little tired, "You are so sure about tomorrow's game?"
"Why?" Jiang Han could understand, but still asked.
"It can be seen from the fact that tomorrow is the competition day and you are so tired today but you haven't gone to bed yet. I don't mind that you are eliminated, but in general, I..." Chen Ligu paused and looked up at the moon.
The moonlight shone on her face, bringing her a moon-white mystery, "...but I mind if you show an unhappy expression, if you are unhappy, I care of your mood."
"If you say to me again, 'Can I hold your face?', in this atmosphere, I will let you hold it, right?" Jiang Han smiled, "Who are you talking to?"
Did you learn it from Anjie?"
"I think it's you."
Chen Ligu smiled, her expression no longer serious. She looked at the lake in the distance, "It's nothing, just because you are here, I couldn't help but say it."
"My fault?"
"your fault."
Chen Ligu, who advocates rationality, seemed a little unreasonable.
Jiang Han half-closed his eyes, moved his face closer, and stood on tiptoes: "Then, can you hold my face?"
"..."
Can it?
Can't?
The witch always thinks deeply, but after hearing what the person in front of her said, she couldn't help but answer directly: "You can give it a try."
She felt her strange heartbeat.
Hold the other person's face gently and steadily with both hands.
There is something beautiful in peace.
Chen Ligu saw her own reflection in those eyes.
Does that look like what I am now in the eyes of Yongjie? It doesn’t look right.
Feeling this unique emotion, she raised the corners of her mouth a little, revealing her true emotions for the rare occasion.
A gentle, calm emotion.
"my friend."
she says:
"I am your fan."
She paused and continued:
"So tomorrow, go to victory, go to glory, go and make me proud, okay?"
"as you wish."
Jiang Han pressed his cheek, which was a little red and hot, with one hand.
