Jin left to Italy, Jiang Fu back to the dormitory.
Qin Zhan is waiting for her in the lounge. Fat man, thin monkey and human demon Cui are already there.
"Xiaowu, come here. I have the schedule for the next competition."
"Is there a game so soon?"
Jiang Fu closes the door with her hand and sits on the single sofa. The fat man is looking at her with playful eyes.
"Yes, in the National Club fraternity competition, lock drew lots for the KT team."
When Qin zhancai finished speaking, Cui turned his head with great disdain. The fat man slapped his thigh and scolded:
"these turtle grandsons, if they don't ask Korean foreign aid, I'll beat them like chopping melons and cutting vegetables, one by one!"
Seeing Jiang Wu's confused face, Qin Zhan explained to her:
"KT is a domestic club with average level of members, but likes to hire South Korean foreign aid, which forcibly improves the combat effectiveness of the team. It is good at individual combat, and the team cooperation is not satisfactory."
Jiang Wu nodded, South Korea's Alliance level is on the high side as a whole, which is an indisputable fact in the competition circle for many years.
Only in the era of Jiang song and crazy Xiaobai, lock team has the ability to win the world championship! Now most of the domestic clubs are crushed by the strength of South Korea, only lock can compete with them.
"It's said that the assistant of the first round is a Korean beauty, fat man, don't let go of water."
Cui, the human demon, had a deep smile.
"Bah, is Lao Tzu such a person? Korean plastic surgery woman, what's rare! Is our Jiang charming? Goddess of beauty, whether it is beauty or technology, all hang dead Korea
Qin Zhan smiles calmly and doesn't retort. He only says with Jiang Fu:
"the public opinion will definitely compare you. The choice is up to you. If you don't feel ready, I can go to group B to adjust the alternate position."
"No, I'll fight."
Jiang Wu didn't hesitate:
"that's what my parents gave me. In the war, there's no reason for me to fall before fighting."
"Wow, the goddess is one meter eight today!"
The fat man clapped her heartily.
Qin Zhan nodded and said:
"OK, let's study the tactics first, then practice in a planned way, cooperate on the next road, Xiaowu. When we are on the line later, I'll tell you alone."
"Good!"
Jiang Fu took a bite.
Five people nest in the lounge, the KT recent game video back and forth again and again.
Qin Zhan immediately worked out three sets of corresponding tactics, but he also said frankly: This is a friendship game, which means that the organizers are not allowed to make any unconventional rules to please the audience and take care of the audience rating.
So tactics are dead, people are alive, and we'll be ready to change.
After two days of intensive training, the lock team drove to the live broadcast hall in the center of the city.
The two teams go to the drawing room to draw the blue and purple side of the game.
The players of both sides met each other, and the fat man nodded lazily. It was a polite greeting.
"Are you Jiang Wu?"
Opposite came a long legged, nine headed beauty with a devil's figure and an angel's face. It's not too much to use on her.
Listening to her poor Chinese, Jiang Wu thinks that she is the new beauty of KT in South Korea.
With a smile, Jiang Wu reached out her hand and said friendly:
"yes, I'm Jiang Wu. Hello."
South Korean beauty complacent smile, throw out a pile of Korean, the players behind her laugh, eyebrows are disdain.
The fat man was impatient. He pulled Jiang Wuhu behind him and said in a loud voice:
"what are these tortoise grandsons talking about? I don't think it's a good thing! Qin Zhan, you translate for me