Good luck: The fresh meat husband is so fierce

Of course Lin Qiuran knew what Zhao Qichen was worrying about, so he patted him on the shoulder lightly without saying a word.

"We should be thankful now that the chubby guy is fine."

Up to now, Lin Qiuran can only comfort her in this way.

No one could have predicted such a situation.

Zhao Qichen still didn't look up.

Lin Qiuran walked to the chair beside the bed and sat down, looking at Xiaopang's sleeping face and his bloodless lips, she seemed to have a firm idea in her heart.

"Tomorrow... I'll play for Xiaopang."

"Come on, Mars..."

"SOD must win..."

The huge competition venue was full of voices.

It was the first time for Lin Qiuran to experience this scene while sitting on the competition seat.

After he announced his decision to replace Xiaopang, Zhao Qichen was stunned for a long time, but finally his eyes burst into brilliance.

Although it sounds daring and adventurous, this is also the last way of desperate situation.

Zhao Qichen and Lin Qiuran were worried last night that Xiaopang would wake up in the middle of the night and no one would be by his side, so they could only make do with another empty bed in the ward for the night.

The environment is relatively harsh, and you have to listen to the movement around you all the time.

Both of them were light sleepers, not sleeping peacefully.

Fortunately, Xiaopang was relatively honest all night, and nothing unexpected happened.

Woke up early in the morning and hastily arranged Xiaopang's ward care for the next day, and left a note on his bedside to briefly explain the situation, and the two hurried back to the hotel.

Because the distance is relatively short, they did not delay their trip.

There is still half an hour before the official start of the game.

At this time, the horse monkey and the old wolf were already waiting anxiously at the door of the hotel room.

The mobile phones of the two were handed in during the game, and they could not keep in touch with Lin Qiuran and the others in time without the mobile phones.

After seeing the voices and shadows of the two, the old wolf finally couldn't help but see a few tears from his reddened eyes.

"Where's the little fat?"

The horse monkey looked left and right, but did not find Xiaopang.

Without time to comfort her, or even explain the current situation, Zhao Qichen made a straightforward decision.

"Xiao Pang can't play, and Ran Ran will start as the starter for today's game."

The explosive decision made the horse monkey and the old wolf startled.

Lin Qiuran didn't have time to say anything more, after changing the team uniforms, they hurried into the stadium.

Until now, Lin Qiuran himself has a very unreal feeling.

"Sister Ran Ran, don't be nervous, just take it as if we were hacking at the base..."

The horse monkey laughed lightly, while comforting him.

After accepting the status quo, he also felt that there was no way around it.

"Yeah, yeah, don't be nervous..."

The old wolf also echoed.

As everyone knows, he is the most important among the four.

"As long as we play, we will be able to maintain our position in the top four... As for the championship, let's go and fight."

Rarely, it was the first time Zhao Qichen said such words in the team voice before the game.

Looking at Zhao Qichen who was sitting beside her, Lin Qiuran turned her head slightly.

The eyes of the two met, looking at each other's black eyes, the meaning in the eyes was self-evident.

Where no one noticed, Zhao Qichen gently shook Lin Qiuran's hand.

"come on."

In the headset, a word of encouragement came from Zhao Qichen.

Lin Qiuran has never been a character who retreats in spite of difficulties, and she finds the current situation novel and exciting.

There is also a sense of belonging in my heart.

Although she knew it was difficult, she still wanted to try it for the championship.

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lounge.

Quan Cheng was frowning at this moment, looking at the competition area on both sides.

The assistant next to him stood quietly aside with a pen and paper in his hand.

He still doesn't know the situation when Xiaopang was replaced by Lin Qiuran.

"So tenacious, you still want to play?"

Hearing the doubts coming from around him, the little assistant said in time:
"Manager, don't worry, SOD is supposed to guarantee their place in the semi-finals. As for the championship, they won't be able to win."

As Quan Cheng's personal assistant, the little assistant knows what Xiao Yu and Quan Cheng do.

Quan Cheng was not moved by this sentence, but snorted lightly.

"Four finals? Even this Internet cafe team, which doesn't even have a substitute player, deserves to go to the World Championship?"

When the little assistant heard this, he didn't dare to answer.

"It's always not so smooth to ask others to do things. If you don't do it, just be more agile. Do you want me to teach you the principle of long nights and dreams?"

Hearing that Quan Cheng pointed the finger at Xiao Yu, the little assistant said calmly:
"Actually, I can't blame Xiao Yu for this matter. If Zang Yue hadn't been absent, you wouldn't have had so many worries, manager..."

When mentioning Zangyue, Quan Cheng gritted his teeth tightly.

"I really take myself seriously. It's been three days and I haven't answered a single phone call. I don't think he has taken me seriously."

This is true.

As a veteran of Mars, Zang Yue has always dismissed some evil spirits in the team.

Especially Quan Cheng, the manager.

After Mars' poor performance in the last World Championship, the original manager was dismissed by the upper management.

Originally thought that a savior who would lead Mars out of the fog would be replaced at such a critical juncture, but unexpectedly, an idiot puppet came.

The environment of the club changes little by little at a visible speed.

Since Quan Cheng joined Mars, he has always complained about Zang Yue.

But he is a veteran after all, and he has a little foundation in the club.

The two of them stated that they had a relationship between the manager and the players, but secretly they had a feeling of incompatibility.

But after all, his performance depends on the performance of the team members, so Quan Cheng kept silent and endured it for a year.

Until the inexplicable disappearance of Zangyue before the game.

"Winning the championship, without his participation, it's time to settle the accounts between us."

Quan Cheng's tone was harsh.

This time Tibetan Yue was absent for no reason, although it caused trouble for himself, but at the same time, he also grasped the means to deal with him.

"Yeah, as the captain, Zang Yue's behavior this time is enough to shake his starting position."

The little assistant hinted at the side that Quan Cheng could start from Zang Yue's starting position.

The corner of Quan Cheng's mouth curled into a cruel arc.

"Starting position? Doesn't he boast that he has the attitude and spirit of a professional player? If that's the case, then I'll let him have a taste of what it's like not to be a professional player..."

As soon as the words came out, the little assistant immediately understood the meaning of Quan Cheng's words.

Although he agreed with his mouth, the little assistant also recognized the man in front of him's vengeful character and almost cruel way of doing things.

It's really not something that a little assistant like him can easily provoke.

"I'd like to see how this group of rotten fish and rotten shrimps of SOD will do this final struggle..."