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"Brother Tan, are you back?"

When Luo Juerao in the conference room saw Tan Heming suddenly appearing, he couldn't believe it for the first time, and then suddenly got up in surprise, wishing to pounce on Tan Heming. "Brother Tan, are you really back?"

Coach Su Yifeng also looked at Tan Heming in surprise, "Heming, are you back?"

"Brother Tan, Brother Tan!"

Apart from Ming Fuzhi and Duan Yuleng who were a little shocked, the other two teammates also looked at Tan Heming in great surprise.

We have played games together for several years, except for Duan Yuleng, who is such a white-eyed wolf, and Tan Heming, who has such a good temper, the other two teammates naturally have a good relationship with Tan Heming.

Tan Heming smiled and nodded: "Yes, I'm back."

He walked into the conference room and said bluntly to the coach: "I'm taking a rest this year anyway, and the higher-ups let me lead the team to review games and make decisions with you, the coach."

This is indeed a good thing, Tan Heming's ability coach Su Yifeng also knows it.

He just glanced at Duan Yu Leng and Ming Fuzhi subtly, and then patted Tan Heming's shoulder with a smile on his face: "Didn't I just say that before? But, it's fine if you come back."

Obviously, he never thought about whether Tan Heming had recovered his mental power.

Luo Jue-rao was even more surprised: "Really, Brother Tan?"

Tan Heming's eyes swept over Duan Yuleng and Ming Fuzhi calmly, seeing the subtle but obvious displeasure of these two people, and the Xuanwu in his body did not move at all, it seemed like what Jiang said In that case, he must find a way to prove it.

He looked at Luo Juerao and the other two teammates: "It's true."

Duan Yuleng said with a strange smile: "Brother Tan, your mental strength has recovered? Otherwise, when we fight, can your eyes keep up with the changes in our game?"

The observation ability of ordinary people is naturally not as strong as that of spirit card masters.

Luo Juerao's face turned pale and he was about to scold Duan Yuleng. During this time, they had quarreled with each other many times. If it wasn't for the competition, he would have put on a sack and beat the grandson to death.

Tan Heming spoke first, and wrote lightly: "Of course I have recovered. What am I going to do when I come back without mental strength?"

"what?"

"real?!"

"Really, Brother Tan?"

Talking about Heming's words caused shock in the meeting, both Luo Juerao and Su Yifeng looked at him in disbelief: "Heming, have you really recovered?"

On the other hand, Duan Yu Leng and Ming Fuzhi, although they tried their best to cover up, Tan Heming was always on them from the corner of their eyes, and they still noticed the ugly expression and subtle staring between the two at that moment.

It seems a little unbelievable.

Of course, it's unbelievable that he recovered his mental power, but everyone felt that his mental power would recover sooner or later.

The reason why these two people couldn't believe it was because they were really surprised, or...are they sure that he can't recover?
Tan Heming squinted his eyes, turned his head to share the joy with Luo Juerao and the others, and it took a long time before he heard Ming Fuzhi's slightly stiff smile, "Brother Tan, it's a pity, if you came earlier, the list hasn't come yet." Report it, and this output position will not be my turn."

Luo Jue Rao: Damn, you think we can't hear you, right?
Having been together for such a long time, Ming Fuzhi is even more disgusting to him than Duan Yuleng.

Duan Yuleng is obviously mean, and Ming Fuzhi likes to say something eccentric and let Duan Yuleng rush ahead.

In summary, two idiots.

Everyone thought that Tan Heming would just laugh it off, but who knew that Tan Heming looked at Ming Fuzhi and said seriously: "Yes, so this is the chance I gave you, you are lucky, I hope you don't let me down , Shan Gui won the third place under my leadership anyway, I don't ask you that much, I hope you will enter the top five this year."

Ming Fuzhi: "..."

The provocative words made everyone else stunned.

Luo Jue Rao was about to applaud Tan Heming, Tan Heming used to have a bad temper, and occasionally repeated two sentences because he would seriously criticize his teammate's mistakes, but he never cared about others' dissatisfaction with him verbally.

Unlike today, this remark can be considered harsh!

In fact, Tan Heming's words would not be so stinging, but he thought of asking Jiang. If he wanted to find out the problem, he would have to fire heavily at the problematic place.

He could see Duan Yuleng's dissatisfaction with him. He really didn't understand Ming Fuzhi, so he could only stimulate a little bit with words to see if the other party would show any tricks.

If it's okay, it's just that he's lost his mind.

In the end, it was Su Yifeng who came out to smooth things over, and managed to end the meeting peacefully.

After the end, Ming Fuzhi and Duan Yuleng took the lead to leave with green faces, while Tan Heming, the coach and others were discussing tactics and gossip about the flower in the mountains.

After all, Wen Jiang became an opponent, so this is something that must be taken seriously.

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"Hold!"

Back in the dormitory, Duan Yu coldly scolded: "Why is he so arrogant? Seeing that my mental strength has recovered, I feel that everything will be fine?"

Ming Fuzhi pursed his lips and did not answer.

Duan Yuleng looked back at him, and comforted him: "Fuzhi, it's okay, this position is still yours now, as long as you perform better than him in the competition, Shan Gui will not replace him next year."

Ming Fuzhi's brows showed a trace of sadness: "What he said is actually true. He won the third place before anyway. I'm afraid he can't perform better than him."

Duan Yuleng didn't speak for a long time.

After a while, Duan Yu coldly said, "Then what if we win the championship?"

Ming Fu's heart skipped a beat.

But they both knew that it would be impossible to defeat the temples and divine punishment with this team alone, not to mention that Shanzhonghua had a king bomb today.

If Jiang is a perverted figure like the Great Emperor, there are more than two mountains above their heads.

Ming Fuzhi slowly opened his lips, "It's too dangerous, let alone... talking about Heming shouldn't be..."

"Shh."

Duan Yulen put his index finger between his lips, and there was a smile on his face: "It is indeed difficult, but there is always a way, isn't it?"

Ming Fuzhi's heart beat faster and faster, but he didn't continue to speak.

"But talking about Heming is really weird." Duan Yu said coldly, "It seems that I need to ask."

He said, and said to Ming Fuzhi: "I'll go home, you help me guard here."

Ming Fuzhi nodded.

Duan Yu Leng smiled at him.

After Duan Yuleng left, Ming Fuzhi sat on the bed in the dormitory, thinking about what Tan Heming said today, and played with the phone in his hand expressionlessly.

Losing mental power is still too kind.

It would be great if Tan Heming died, but it's a pity that this idiot still doesn't dare to do it.

Soon, in Shan Gui's coaching room, Su Yifeng answered the phone and said to Tan Heming and others, "Yan Zhonghua called to make an appointment for a training match. The final roster will end tomorrow. It won't be our turn so soon for the trials. I agree." , the time is set for the day after tomorrow, just to meet Wen Jiang after the promotion, is it more terrifying, or..."

"Nothing unusual."