Chapter 966

On Saturday morning, in addition to the staff, there were only four people to welcome the Sansheng team, one coach Zhang Ning, one team leader Shen Zhaolou, one team leader Chen Yao, and Huo Xiaoyi, who hasn't played with Sansheng team for N years, is still an old friend.

When they arrived at the Qingchuan Pavilion for about ten minutes, they saw the players of the Sansheng team boarding the ship.

Today's weather is not very good, no sun, a bit stuffy, a bit like a shower.

There are seven people in Sansheng.

One of the girls should be the team leader. Then, there are only six people who come to participate in the competition.

Five candidates, one substitute?

If Chen Yao didn't know that all of their five primary candidates had nine classes, he would have thought that they would come out to compete like this, which seems to be worse than the dictatorial team

Wang Guyi, the leader of Sansheng team, is very tall and thin. His hair on his forehead is in his eyes and he can't see his face clearly.

He wore a pure black Sansheng uniform with only three slanting white lines, and put it on the platform to spread his wings to find the Black Hawk in his own sky.

Compared with the uniforms of other teams, Sansheng team's uniforms don't follow the line of sportswear, but are more self-cultivation.

Their current team emblem is very casual, a simple eagle's head.

When they stood together, Chen Yao found a detail.

The slant angle and length of the slant lines of the five selected uniforms are different

If you put the diagonal lines on each person together, it should be the shape of the eagle's wings.

Of course, it only has one wing.

"Welcome to the Qingchuan Pavilion." Chen Yao stares at them all the way up. He goes over and holds out his hand to Wang Guyi.

When they visited Sansheng's falconry platform, Wang Guyi told them how they struggled in the b-league, broke through the professional nine, and returned to the A-League stage.

This team has only one wing.

Because the other wing, has been folded in the B League.

Everyone in the team is still at the peak of their career.

"How are you?" After all, Wang Guyi is a senior in the professional circle. After boarding the ship, he asked, "where's Xie Qingming?"

"OK, no problem." Chen Yao replied.

Wang Guyi should be one of the few people in the professional circle who clearly knows the cause and effect of Xie Qingming's illness.

Because, Xie Qingming's dingduan was made by him.

Twice.

One time, Xie Qingming was designed by Luo Jingzhi and killed by five people on the transport ship. That year, before the Sansheng team was demoted, Wang Guyi took part in the final stage for the last time.

Another natural time was when Xie Qingming was assigned to the second stage of his career.

It was the first time that Wang Guyi participated in dingduan after Sansheng team returned to A-League.

Therefore, Xie Qingming left a deep impression on Wang Guyi.

People may not be able to remember other people's special times, but they must be able to remember those "others" they met in their own special times.

"Let's go in and check the process." Chen Yao said.

"Well." Wang Guyi, they follow in.

Before the arrival of Wang Guyi, Chen Yao had recited the whole process, and now he is quite skilled.

If it's another team, maybe you don't need to listen to Chen Yao.

But Sansheng team has not played with dictatorial team in Qingchuan Pavilion for a long time.

After half an hour's communication, Wang Guyi and Wang Guyi finished the details of the venue layout, entrance and exit of this evening's competition, and they stayed in the players' lounge.

Chen Yao, they have to go back to the team base to make final preparations.

"Dare you win tonight?" Huo Xiaoyi smiles a little threatening.

"Dare not, won the game will be your rogue fans, directly into the Yangtze River." Wang Gu Yi narrowed his eyes and replied, "but it's a pity that we lost the first home game in Sichuan Road. In the second game, even if we die, we can't fail to win."

"Oh, risk your life to win the game?" Huo Xiaoyi of course knows that he is joking.

The authoritarian fans are a little grumpy.

But competition is competition, team win or lose can not rise to personal attack.

"What can I do?" Wang Gu Yi looks embarrassed.

"Ha ha," Huo Xiaoyi is also impolite, directly to his sarcastic throw up, "please us. Ask us two maps to abuse you back. Maybe our autocratic fans will not only throw you away in the Yangtze River, but also invite you to have a supper or something? "

Wang Gu Yi's face has long been ground to see no emotion.

He laughs and returns to Huo Xiaoyi, saying: "of course, it's interesting to eat yours for supper!"

In the kitchen of Qingchuan Pavilion, cakes are very famous.If the authoritarian team wins the game, all the spectators on board can divide the cake, but if the authoritarian team loses the game, the visiting team will pack the cake to show irony.

Huo Xiaoyi's pupil shrank slightly.

Wang Gu Yi!

I'm a lot older, but I still have a good memory.

Sansheng team has not been on the Qingchuan Pavilion for so many years, but they are still thinking about their family's things!

……

Sansheng team arrived in Jiangcheng on the day of today's competition. Moreover, after the competition tonight, they are ready to leave. The whole schedule is very compact.

The main reason is that the climate conditions and diet structure of Jiangcheng city do not need anything to adapt to. It's OK to come and go on the same day.

Chen Yao's afternoon training was as usual.

At more than five o'clock in the afternoon, they set out again for the Qingchuan Pavilion.

There was no sign of the sun setting, but the wind had cooled down and there were more people on the dock. The seats inside and outside the taverns and cafes along the river were being filled one by one.

Qingchuan Pavilion is too small.

The sea blue stadium can hold 40000 people, and the Qingchuan Pavilion can only hold about 400 people

Woo -

a long whistle.

The Qingchuan Pavilion is anchored.

The rest room of the dictatorial team.

"It's time to go." Looking at the clock has gradually pointed to seven, Zhang Ning said to Chen Yao, "come on, give me some mobilization before the war?"

Chen Yao was slightly stunned.

In this week, they overcame the pressure of losing the game, endured criticism from all sides, summed up the experience of the battle with Longyin, and completed a lot of advanced training. What else can he say?

The rest depends on the state.

The whole team's eyes were directed at Chen Yao alone.

He stood in the middle for a long time before telling his teammates in his usual calm voice, "we can win."

“……” Zhang Ning asked him to do pre war mobilization, not pre war prediction

Well, there's no better mobilization.

Chen Yao said he could win!

His teammates stretched out their hands and laid them on his hands.

Whether it's a primary or a substitute, they hold each other's hands tightly.

The whole team pressed their hands down and yelled, "come on!" .