Good luck: The fresh meat husband is so fierce

"The semi-finals of the Asian League were held as scheduled. After nearly two months of selection, the four strongest teams were finally selected. I don't know which team will win the championship in the end? We will wait and see."

"I heard that this time the Asian League has specially set up a single-row competition. All team members will participate in this single-row competition. No.1 symbolizes the highest honor in the Asian division. Who will fight to become the god?"

"Let's introduce these four teams in detail. First of all, the dark horse that broke through this knockout round, DS team. This is a brand new team launched by X Group this time. In the knockout round, it is also a few points away from the well-known team Mars. Just short of advancing to the final, the strength should not be underestimated..."

"Mars has also undergone a big change. I don't know maybe the Ds team is lucky. If it was Mars before, maybe there won't be such a difference..."

Zhao Qichen sat in front of the machine, with his legs crossed, wearing a uniform with sunshine on his body. After several matches, the sponsorship logo on the SOD uniform became more and more, and the colorful logo on the chest was very clear on the black uniform .

The two hosts on the monitor were still discussing this year's competition. Zhao Qichen sighed and simply turned off the computer. The old wolf next to him was still practicing solo row and turned to look at him from time to time.

"Is the country starting to analyze the war situation again?"

Zhao Qichen nodded. After all, this time the local team entered three, of course the TV station will broadcast it on a rolling basis.

"Hey... I don't know what the forum said..."

The old wolf knocked down a person with his mirror, hid behind the bunker and sprayed medicine, and turned his head to talk to Zhao Qichen in a few seconds.

Zhao Qichen looked at his current ranking, there were 20 people left, tsk tsk tsk, I have to say that the old wolf has really worked hard recently.

Tomorrow is the semi-final match. After several days of practice, Maoyu finally stopped today, and is sitting below eating fruit with the little chubby horse monkey.

There were only Zhao Qichen and Lao Lang in the training room.

The live broadcast stopped, and Zhao Qichen has also stepped up his training every day recently, switching back and forth between four rows and one row.

"How much do you think our team's highest ranking can be achieved?"

The old wolf spoke suddenly, and Zhao Qichen was taken aback for a moment, watching the old wolf finally quit the game in third place, and said something casually.

"I don't know, just don't take the last one."

The old wolf smiled and took his hands off the keyboard.

"Don't worry, our team...you must be the highest ranked."

Zhao Qichen shrugged, and left the training room with his mobile phone.

The slender body is leaning against the railing on the second floor, holding the mobile phone in one hand and sticking it to the right ear, while propping the other hand on the railing.

Ma Hou looked up and saw such a scene, couldn't help but imitate Zhao Qichen and put on the team uniform, and was dragged off by Xiaopang.

"The completion of fashion depends on your face. You look like a village head when you wear it."

Mahou glared at him immediately after speaking.

Lin Qiuran went out again early in the morning. After resting for a few days, she was busy with work again.

"are you still working?"

The sound of flipping through the book came from the phone, and Lin Qiuran hummed lightly.

"Tomorrow's semi-final, don't you forget? Can you come?"

The sound of flipping the book stopped abruptly, Lin Qiuran stopped what he was doing and looked at the time.

Before she knew it, it was already this time, and she didn't even have time to eat lunch.

"Of course I remember, I will go no matter how busy I am as a manager, don't worry."

Zhao Qichen smiled, and wanted to say something, Lin Qiuran on the phone said that he was going to eat, and hung up the phone in a hurry.

Silently looking at the disconnected call, Zhao Qichen pouted, he could understand Lin Qiuran.

"You have to get up early for tomorrow's game. None of you are allowed to stay up late today, let alone overnight. After the meeting, you must go back to your room to sleep. If I see that one is absent, this month's salary will be deducted."

The horse monkey wailed, and the others fell silent.

Wen Zhouxing led several people to review the recent games one after another, emphasized several problems, and dissolved the meeting.

He is not just a coach now, he has to take care of the manager's affairs.

Seeing several people leave the conference room, Wen Zhouxing picked up his mobile phone, contacted the administrator of the official blog, and sent a message about tomorrow's game.

Sure enough, the following Yishui encouraged the team to comment.

"Come on, SOD! Call Brother Chen!"

"Climbing to the top is just around the corner!"

"I bet on SOD, it's okay to say I'm a fan of brains, I admit it."

"I am also optimistic about SOD, solo row Saichen brother will win!"

"Why is Brother Chen brother Chen, can you care about the other team members?"

"The top is covered in black and don't show rhythm. The relationship within the SOD team is very good. Is it your turn to dictate?"

Zhao Qichen looked at these comments and raised his forehead. He was very grateful for the fans' love, but he really couldn't understand the frequent quarrels.

At night, when Lin Qiuran came back, it was already midnight, and Aunt Chu had already rested.

The rooms on the second floor were all dark, only Zhao Qichen's room was lit.

Looking at the time, Lin Qiuran frowned. According to Wen Zhouxing's personality, they would definitely have a good rest the day before the game.

If he found out that Zhao Qichen's light was still on, he might be punished.

Lin Qiuran didn't go upstairs immediately, but silently poured a glass of water, and slumped on the sofa exhaustedly and drank it.

The villa is very quiet, only the sound of the alarm clock "da da" around.

Su Xinrui was probably annoyed by Dandong's behavior last time, and recently she has devoted herself to work crazily. Lin Qiuran finally saw the legendary President Su's resolute appearance.

Today alone, Lin Qiuran followed her to meet three directors. Fortunately, most of these people have been with her for a long time. Since Su Xinrui asked, these people have no intention of disobeying.

It's just that the conditions were a bit tricky, they asked Su Xinrui to make a profit that was [-]% higher than last year.

This is simply impossible. Although the profit of Meiyu Group has increased significantly today, it may be even more difficult to achieve [-]%.

Su Xinrui still didn't handle Dandong's contract. If she wanted to know the news there, she could only ask her assistant to check it.

While busy dealing with the board of directors, and thinking about how to fight Dandong, Su Xinrui couldn't do it alone, so it made Lin Qiuran suffer.

Fortunately, Su Xinrui considered her physical condition, and Su Xinrui granted her leave without hesitation in the team's match tomorrow.

Looking at the dim lights around her, Lin Qiuran was drinking water when suddenly the light on her phone came on and a message came in.

Zhao Qichen: Darling, the old man Wenzhouxing urged us to go to bed early again, I can't sleep.

Lin Qiuran couldn't help laughing, and moved her fingers to reply.

Lin Qiuran: Coach Wen is also doing it for your own good. He will wake up early tomorrow, so go to bed early.

Zhao Qichen: But I miss you, are you still working?
Lin Qiuran looked around, curled her lips, and replied: No, I have already replied...

There was a light coughing sound from above her head, before Lin Qiuran could send it, she looked up and saw Zhao Qichen looking at her with a smile.