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    After the opening game, the mag team¡¯s next game will be postponed to next week.

    A full week is enough for mag to make a complete tactical analysis of today¡¯s and even the next few games between other teams.

    "Heydoes any of you want to eat something?"

    While sitting on the bus, Gao Yuqi lay on the edge of the bed with his face sideways, looking longingly at the fleeting shops on the street, such as Yunnan Cross-Bridge Rice Noodles, Xinjiang Chicken, Steamed Kung Fu Buns, and Sanzhi  Stew pot

    It is no exaggeration to say that I am so greedy that my mouth is watering.

    Although it was a bit awkward at this time, it was too late to have dinner and too early to have supper, but Gao Yuqi just couldn't control his restless stomach.

    "I, I, I, I want to eat!"

    Yan Fusen next to him seemed to have been waiting secretly for a long time. When he heard Gao Yuqi ask, he immediately raised his hand and said, "One vote for the spicy roasted tripe!"

    "One vote for the fried snails!"

    Lu Cong, who was already a little drowsy sitting in the last row, became eager to eat when he heard that he wanted to eat.

    "Haidilao one vote, what about you two?" Gao Yuqi raised his hand and quickly turned around, looking seriously at Xiao Zeyang and Jing Fan who were sitting in a row directly behind him, "Do you want to eat something?"

    "I" In fact, Xiao Zeyang wasn't very hungry at first, but he couldn't help Gao Yuqi and the three of them talking like this, and Xiao Zeyang's stomach suddenly started growling: "I just want to eat a bowl of egg fried rice"

    "Pfft our assistant is really easy to support." Gao Yuqi laughed after hearing this.

    "I'm not saying that your tickets are too scattered," Jing Fan held his face beside him and clicked his tongue, "Yan Fu Sen and Lu Cong can just go to the street food stalls if they make do."

    ¡°We¡¯ll eat at a food stall after we win the opening game¡± Gao Yuqi sat back in his seat with some disappointment, ¡°Just Haidilao, it¡¯s still close, and there¡¯s no need to queue at this time.¡±

    "That's okay," Lu Cong was easy to talk to and yawned as he sat in his seat, "Anyway, it's Brother Qi's turn to treat. Brother Qi has the final say."

    ¡°It¡¯s my turn again?!¡±

    When Lu Cong said "That's okay" just now, Gao Yuqi was still a little complacent in his heart, but after hearing the words "It's Brother Qi's turn to treat", his face suddenly turned pale.  A ten-degree turn.

    It¡¯s so quick to collect it.

    "Ah, yes, you forgot the crayfish Jingshen invited last time." Lu Cong nodded.

    "Is this happening?"

    Gao Yuqi suddenly felt like reneging on his debt. He lowered his head and looked at Jing Fan's face, blinking his eyes as if to signal Jing Fan to cooperate with him a little.

    Unexpectedly, Jing Fan raised his eyebrows at him first, then raised the corners of his mouth and smiled: "You ate the most last time."

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    In the end, Gao Yuqi came to the door of Haidilao with an extremely sad and complicated mood.

    And this is also the first time in his life that he has such a deep and clear understanding of the sentence "dig your own holes and jump out of them."

    To be honest, my heart is very tired.

    However, He Weiming did not act with them this time, not because he wanted to save Gao Yuqi money, but because he had other things to go back to the base to work on, so after sending them to their destination, he left directly on the bus.  .

    He Weiming seems to have been so mysterious recently. He rarely acts with everyone and has no idea what he is busy with. No one in the team dares to ask, and those who dare to ask have no interest in asking.

    But it feels like it should be his own private matter.

    ****

    After the group of people got off the bus, only He Weiming, the team photographer and the team¡¯s assistant were left on the bus.

    Everyone was a little tired after a busy day, and we didn¡¯t say much to each other, so we returned to the base in silence all the way.

    "Then Coach He, let's leave first. I'll sort out the photos and send them to Mr. Meng when I get back"

    After getting out of the car, the photographer Xiaobai who was with the team finally spoke to He Weiming.

    He Weiming nodded: "Thank you for your hard work today."

    "It's okay."

    "Then Coach He, I will go back first" You can even see Xiaobai.I don¡¯t know how to figure it out that this is a misunderstanding.

    unless¡­¡­

    Unless this is not a misunderstanding at all!  !

    Xiao Zeyang tried hard to restrain his urge to scream. After taking two steps back, he ran quickly towards his bedroom.

    There are only two words in my mind: fear.

    I¡¯m really scared.

    It was completely different from the feeling after hearing the voices of Jing Fan and Gao Yuqi before, because at that time Xiao Zeyang seemed to only be angry in his heart, but now it is too complicated.

    Because this is the first time Xiao Zeyang has heard the live version of this kind of sound, and they are still two people he is familiar with

    At that moment, Xiao Zeyang suddenly felt that his hair was standing on end.

    After running all the way back to his bedroom, Xiao Zeyang sat on the ground panting.

    Three minutes have passed

    Five minutes have passed

    Ten minutes have passed

    The turbulent mood did not improve at all.

    Xiao Zeyang took a deep breath, charged the phone with trembling hands, and pressed the power button.

    After that, I found a series of numbers in a panic and dialed them directly.

    "Hello?"

    The connection on the other side was very fast, so fast that even Xiao Zeyang was not prepared.

    "Jing, Jing Fan Jing Fan" Xiao Zeyang tried to calm himself down, but found that it often had the opposite effect.

    "What's wrong?"

    Jing Fan, who noticed something was wrong with Xiao Zeyang, immediately became vigilant.

    "JingI"

    "Tell me slowlywhat's wrong? Are you in the room now?"

    "Jing Fan" Xiao Zeyang tried hard to restrain his trembling voice and called out Jing Fan's name.

    "I, I'm afraid"

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