God Yan anchor has been sealed again

Sure enough, no one dared to make a fuss on the floor where the national team was located, and it was quiet all night.

The four of EGT didn't go out for dinner at night, they ordered takeaways, and after eating, they got together to play training games.

Stubborn Stone said: "There used to be performances in training matches. If we come, they will arrange this session."

Xuewei looked for the previous videos of exhibition matches.

The so-called training game performance is nothing more than showing the highlights of certain star players and star teams.

Of course, it is not interesting to demonstrate alone. You also need a display object, a control group and a background board.

In the autumn game of the previous year, the training team accompanied the four star teams to perform all the performances. They could actually show their tactics and operations-but their coaches left, and there were no decent tactics. The audience only saw them being beaten Scenes.

Among them, when Dangdang beat a free agent, he killed a star player, and was chased and scolded by fans for many days, saying that the training team exceeded his authority and that the exhibition match was serious, so he couldn't afford to lose.

"I don't know what will happen this year. There will be a change to the traditional game system. I don't know if we still have a chance to play." Zhao Xiaoyi restarted the computer. "If there is, at least it won't be like last year. Losing must be more dignified."

Only Xuewei didn't play games that night.

He sat on the bedside, watched last year's and the year before last's All-Star Game, and then searched the foreign teams and leagues.

When it was twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, he fell asleep.

The next day, at seven in the morning, there was a knock on the door.

Xuewei rubbed her eyes and got up, the first thing she saw was that there was no one in the room——Yanshi was in the same room as him, and the quilt on the other side of the bed was messily folded.

The staff outside asked: "EGT? EGT came to draw lots individually, where is your captain?"

EGT has no captain.The previous captain was a sniper and had already retired.

Xuewei put a coat over her pajamas, opened the door and went out.

His cold brown hair was messed up in sleep, with a few strands blown up and flying on top of his head. His pajamas were the thickest pajamas with an old man's head. His skin was cold and fair. At first glance, only a pair of indifferent eyes attracted the most attention.

I didn't sleep well, and the corners of my eyes were a little red.

The staff obviously hadn't seen him, so they were stunned for a while, and then repeated after a long while: "Are you from EGT? You come and draw lots individually... The teams have already come out for the round-robin exhibition."

Xuewei was still sleepy, she nodded and raised her hand to close the door.

The staff couldn't stop it in time, Xuewei stopped suddenly a second before closing the door, and asked, "Where are you going to smoke?"

His voice sounded like a gossamer, and the staff suspected that he might go the wrong way: "It's in the lobby on the first floor downstairs. Do you know XXX? Look for him." He reported a well-known event organizer in the league. name.

Xuewei: "I don't know."

He grabbed his hat and gloves from the cabinet by the door and went to brush his teeth.

The staff member hanging by the door: "..."

The weather was cold, Xuewei didn't bother to change out of her pajamas, so she went on like this.

There were many people in the lobby on the first floor.The content of the star game on the first day was variety show interaction and fun competitions. It was the turn of the exhibition game on the second day, and everyone was called down to draw lots at this moment.

Xuewei's cell phone "ding-dong".

Stubborn Stone: "Where are you? We went to have breakfast and brought you pancakes and soy milk."

Xuewei: "I'm drawing lots on the first floor."

Stubborn Stone: "What lot to draw?"

Xuewei: "I don't know."

Stubborn Stone: "..."

Xuewei looked around.

He doesn't know most of them, but there is a team that is easy to recognize.

National team, red and white sportswear, black long coat.The four people in the first team and the seven people in the second team gathered together to listen to Alan standing by the sofa.

Xuewei walked over.

Alan was pointing at the PAD in his hand, and he was still talking endlessly: "...so don't underestimate the enemy this time, these entertainment competition systems represent the most likely situations in the arena, which are not encountered in general training matches... "

Xuewei leaned in, ready to wait for him to finish speaking.But he didn't expect that the people around him would automatically give way, allowing him to directly break into the national team center.

A dozen pairs of eyes stared at him neatly, and Alan also stopped and looked at him.

The man sitting on the sofa surrounded by the crowd also raised his head.

Wen Man was sitting on the sofa by himself, crossing his legs and flipping through the materials. He didn't see him before he came.

Xuewei: "."

Xuewei raised her head to look at Alan, her eyes were black and shiny, and explained the facts: "They asked me to draw lots. I don't know where to draw."

Alan turned his head and glanced at Wen Man, who lowered his eyes and made no comment.

Alan then handed the tablet in his hand to a team member: "Come here, I'll take you there."

Behind them, there is still a line of sight.

All eyes were on this, the only boy in the hall in pajamas with an old man's head, a hat and a mask.

"I haven't seen it before, is that Alan's illegitimate child?" Someone whispered around, "Coach Alan is amazing."

"Fart, how is it possible."

Alan led Xuewei into the side room on the first floor, and said as he led the way: "I didn't notify you of this in advance, it was a temporary adjustment made by the competition committee, you may not know it when you first came here, before EGT was only responsible for the domestic team exhibition match, Generally, you don’t need to fight against each other.”

"But there are four teams coming from abroad this year. We have adjusted the competition system to draw lots in groups. Each team has a chance to draw lots. We only have three teams in total, one less, so we plan to bring you here."

"Teams drawn from each other will be drawn again by default."

Alan pushed the door open, and the people inside stood up one after another.

"Okay, it's all here, it's ready to smoke."

The people in the lottery room were representatives of each team.

The representative of the European Division is Knife. Everyone else was silent. He raised his emerald green eyes and greeted Xuewei with a smile: "Hi, Prettyboy."

Pretty Boy.

pretty boy.

Or, Pretty Boys.

Xuewei: "Hello. I'm Now, EGT, Now."

As soon as he finished speaking, several foreigners did not understand or respond, and several people in the country raised their heads to look at him.

They knew that EGT had posted a street photo with a face that didn't show their face in the past two days. The popularity of the photo on the subway has surpassed that of Ming Xu, and more or less people in the league have seen him on the homepage.

And now, they all know this person.The passerby king who came out of the training team, the national team offered the highest price in the history of the league to buy back the second national team.

It's actually... the same person.

Black hat, black mask.The exposed eyes are very beautiful.

It's the pajamas with the old man's head on him... which is a bit inconsistent.

Ming Xu sat on the other side, exchanged a look with his manager, feeling a little uneasy.

The person in charge said, "It's time to smoke."

Representatives of the eight teams present touched a note and unfolded it.

The first national team was drawn to the North American FNC division team.

The second national team drew the first national team.

The next schedule is that the first national team will play against the second team and the North American FNC respectively.

……

Several other groups published their results one after another.

Ming Xu unfolded the results after drawing, and cursed: "Damn, that's it."

Mingxu is the representative of the All-Star team—and the All-Star team is all SSQ members.Their team has the four most popular players in the CHNC league.

He said with disinterest, "EGT."

EGT first match confirmed: against SSQ.

At the end of the announcement of the results, Xuewei was left alone.

Xuewei unfolded the note: "We are against the European FEC."

In the European FEC, Knife's team is just because of the All-Star Game, not all members of the team are members of the Triple Crown team that Knife is in. They are several popular players after the disruption of the European division.

One of the most feared enemies, the team that knocked the Chinese team from the championship several times, was actually selected by EGT, a small training team.

The two games of EGT are thus determined.

The times are on the third and fourth days of the All-Star Game.

The competition committee will announce the results of the lottery at the same time.

There was an uproar on the Internet.

"Damn it, the first national team is against the second team, it's an infighting."

"How did an EGT get mixed in this year? Are you kidding me?"

"Maybe this is a special treatment for the training team? Anyway, the training team seems to be... a part of the national team, right?"

"The funniest thing is not that EGT got mixed in, but the result of their draw, not only against SSQ, but also against the European team... I can imagine the scene at that time, it's horrible. It's a shame."

After several members of EGT came back, when they heard the news, they all felt as if they had been hit by a bolt from the blue.

"No, what kind of luck is this... Naozi, how did you get the European team in one draw?" Zhao Xiaoyi's voice was trembling. "We haven't played in the playoffs yet, so we're going to play the European team directly?"

Xuewei kept a low profile: "I'm lucky. I wanted to draw the European team, and I got it."

He continued to keep a low profile: "I play games, and guessing the enemy's position is generally more accurate."

Zhao Xiaoyi: "..."

Stubborn Stone: "..."

Dangdang: "..."

Zhao Xiaoyi collapsed: "No trouble, can't you think of something better?"

The child had never been beaten before.

Or the kid just likes to be beaten.

"You like to play exciting games, don't you?" Stubborn Stone is gearing up, "Coincidentally, I also like to play exciting games."

He was so excited that his whole body was hot, and after two years, he heard the sound of blood surging again.

Two full years.

EGT's chance to see the light of day again.

There will be a total of three games in the afternoon and evening of the second day, the first national team will play against the second national team, Europe will play against the first national team, and Russia will play against South America.

The match is BO3 (two out of three rounds).

The first national team's exhibition matches were played today, and the whole day, the floor where EGT was located was empty, and the air was extremely silent.

All three of them were training in the room, but Xuewei was the only one who went to watch the game.

He took a small notebook.

Everyone else's focus is on today being two games for the national first team.

And in his notebook, only the names of the two teams were written.

SSQ.

European FECs.

These two teams have a game today.

SSQ's last game ended late, and it was already nine o'clock in the evening after he watched it.

All teams were working overtime overnight to discuss tactics.

After Xuewei returned to the room, she wrote something by herself for a while, and then sent a message to Alan: "Coach, are you free now?"

Alan replied quickly: "This side just finished, what's the matter?"

"I want to come and see you, it may take up to 10 minutes of your time." Xuewei typed.

He sent the message quite well, but Alan couldn't hold back a smile on the other side, and replied, "Come here directly, I'm in Wenshen's room."

Seeing this line of writing, Xuewei paused for a moment, then grabbed the notebook and went out the door without changing her expression.

The door diagonally opposite was open, and there was some smoke smell inside.

Xuewei knocked on the door frame, and Alan's voice came from inside: "Come in."

As he walked in, the other two in the room looked up at him.

Wen Man and knife.

The two of them seemed to be talking, and the two of them paused briefly, then both fell silent and stared at him.

Xuewei turned to Alan without looking sideways: "Coach A, I want to ask you for some information about our team."

"Uh... the second national team?" Alan asked.

"EGT." Xuewei said, "I want to see their positioning and statistics two years ago. Also, I think, if you are free, I would like to report our tactics to you."

He was well-behaved, clasped his hands, and although his face was expressionless, he stood like a kindergarten kid.

"Uh...ah." Alan's eyes became flustered, he glanced in Wenman's direction again, and then said bravely, "Okay, of course. You can tell."

Xuewei glanced at the knife next to him, quite seriously: "It's not convenient to talk about it here."

Knife: "………………"

Alan raised his hands in surrender: "Okay, let's go to the next room. Wait for me, I'll help you print the materials first."

"Yeah." Xuewei put her hands in her pockets and waited around Alan.

On the other side, Wen Man and knife continued the conversation.

Their voices are very low and light, and they don't mean to shy away from others. It's just that both of them speak German, English and Chinese, which makes it hard to hear.

Xuewei stood quietly and waited.

It's just that he felt that the eyes of the two people next to him seemed to fall on him from time to time.

Not knowing what knife said, Wen Man said flatly, "Yes...he was young at that time."

The knife was also changed to Chinese, although it was blunt, but still fluent, he said with a smirk, "Now? I think..."

Wen Man leaned over to get a cigarette: "It's not too big now."

Xuewei felt that they might be discussing which player of the national team.

The printer buzzed a few times, and Alan handed him the warm paper: "Okay, let's go there."

Xuewei then followed Alan to the past.

At three o'clock in the morning, Alan came back to the room with a sore back and a sore back: "Hey, it's finally finished, Brother Wen, your little guy is very energetic, he caught me and asked me a lot of details, you should bring it yourself anytime. him."

"You think I'm not taking him?"

"I took him in a double row and opened a personal sandbox for him." Wen Man smashed the cigarette into the ashtray, with a half-smile, "I also want to know, why does he always look for you?"

"because……"

"I took care of his affairs before. Didn't you go to City C to ask for a contract?" Alan suddenly realized something, "He thought I was his head coach???"

Wen Man ignored him, and picked up the training materials by himself to read.

Dying.

The first one, instead of Wen Man, fell in love with Alan's national team.

The first player ignored Wen Man and instead chased Alan around.

Alan wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, he was hurt internally.