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Chapter 310 2021.8.10 Team Awareness and Self

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    (Summary: For our small team, I feel a little guilty.)

    Yesterday, I dreamed again In a spacious place, I formed a team with a few friends and participated in the team competition with some other teams.  There is a rectangular wooden table in front of each team, lined up.  Some distance away from these wooden tables is a swing rack that is also lined up facing each table.  Members of each team need to take turns to sit on the swing facing their team, and then other members go to the tool rack on the side to select tools and return to the table, and then forcefully throw those tools to the swing rope.  The rope must be broken.  Finally, see which team finishes this in turn the fastest, and that team wins.

    The game has already started, and everyone is playing the game nervously and lively.  Our table was placed on the far right side, one of us was already sitting on the swing, and my other partners and I stood at the table and grabbed the props on the table and threw them towards the swing rope.  After a while, I found that most people would choose bows and arrows to aim at the rope and shoot arrows. The advantage of this is that the rope can be broken quickly, but the disadvantage is that it is not easy to aim.

    As the game progressed, everyone took turns to sit on the swing, and I was the last one to sit on it.

    Instead, I went to the tool shelf to pick out things that could be thrown. I saw frisbees, bows and arrows, and others.  I saw the Frisbee, and thought it was better than a badly aimed bow, so I went for it.  According to the rule that I can take two at a time, I started to choose the next one, Then I found that there was a discus on this tool shelf!   My heart was hot, I wanted to take it, but then I thought it was impossible and gave up. Although the discus has weight, but the edges are smooth, it is impossible to break the rope with this, so  If the heavy mass falls on the teammate, it will be injured.  So I started to look for other things again. I chose to go back a few steps and felt that it was not enough, so I turned back and chose again. I was stumped by these for a while.

    Time waits for no one, everyone is rushing to make progress, but I am dragging my teammates down.  The more you don't want to hold back, the more you want to choose a suitable tool, the more you want to choose a suitable tool, the more you hesitate, and the more you hesitate, the more you hinder your teammates.  This inexplicable endless loop is the reason for the stumbling.  

    I turned my head to the right to look at my teammates on the right back, and found that they were also looking at me, and the look in their eyes meant that I should choose one to go back and continue.

    Then some of my classmates and I stood at the back door of the classroom and looked into the campus. The game just now was over, and the sky was a little dark. Those rectangular wooden tables were still there, a little more than before, surrounded by a word  lock up.  I saw two young girls with pigtails sitting at the table we had just been talking to.

    I was dissatisfied when I saw this situation, because the table belonged to our team, what was the matter with the two of them sitting there occupying the table, Then I walked straight towards the two girls from the back door of the classroom.

    When I got to the two of them, I first explained that this table belonged to our team, and motioned them to sit elsewhere.  It stands to reason that everyone would get up and leave, but these two were a little bit competitive. Not only did they give reasons not to let me go, but they also refuted me with impolite words.

    When I heard this, I became angry in my heart, and then I said a few words to them sharply, and the two got up obediently and left.  Counting my persuasion just now, I only spoke three sentences to them. I think these three sentences are still in the context of step by step, which is quite weighty.

    The operation on my side was seen by my friend Pigeon (code name) in the distance, and she found it amazing.  But due to the distance, she didn't hear what I said clearly, and she was curious, so she came to me and asked me what I said to those two young girls just now, and then I told the story to  The pigeon listened.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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