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Chapter 944
Gu Cen snorted and snorted, and said calmly, "I'll come out to watch the fun, the last show, Lao Jiang asked you to go back early."

When the words fell, Gu Cen made a gesture to turn around, but suddenly remembered something, he paused, and pointed at Qi Ye: "By the way, Sister Zhou asked me to watch you, I will definitely sue this matter, you should be mentally prepared Prepare."

"Damn, come back!" Upon hearing this, Qi Ye immediately had no time to care about Pino and the female contestants on the police, and quickly caught up with Gu Cen's back.

After a few seconds, Luo Xia's gaze returned to the police car, and the policemen had already boarded the car one after another, as if everything had been arranged properly by Wen Xun.

At this moment, Luo Xia's eyes moved, and he said resolutely: "The situation and judgment of these female players must not be exposed to the media, otherwise, for them, the privacy will be too harmful."

Wen Xun nodded slightly, and said in a reassuring voice: "Understood."

Rorschach put his hands into the pockets of his coat, and watched the police car take Pino away, feeling nervous for some reason.

Pino's departure seems to mean the end of another game. The countdown to the finals is about to turn to the final climax, and the most important game is coming.

"The next game is going to play the US team, right?" Luo Xia frowned slightly, staring at the back of the police car leaving, his breath was a little unstable for a while.

The scene of yesterday's exhibition game still lingers in Luo Xia's mind. When her teammates are no longer by her side, the whole team's hopes are placed on her alone, but Ci Yijing is really like a devil in the MW League In the end, she still failed to defeat him.

The captain of the fault champion in the five-time league is not for nothing. Ci Yijing's ability has been taught by Rorschach. Compared with his strength, he has more years of experience. This may be something that Wen Xun can't match.

What would she do if today was going to have a moment like the exhibition game?In terms of one-on-one strength, she couldn't even beat Wen Xun, so how could she go head-to-head with Ci Yijing?
Wen Xun seemed to have noticed Luo Xia's emotional changes, reached out and patted her shoulder lightly, and said very calmly: "Normal heart."

Luo Xia swallowed, raised a smile, and joked to Wen Xun: "Why didn't you tell me to leave it to you this time?"

Hearing this, Wen Xun frowned, glanced at Rorschach, and replied truthfully: "The players in the US team are not vegetarians, if I watch Ci Yijing play today, no one can control the rest of them. "

"I can clean up the others for you, but Ci Yijing needs you to fight on your own." Wen Xun was also very serious about the game, analyzing every sentence to the point.

Originally, Luo Xia was just teasing Wen Xun, but who knew that he was really serious, which made Luo Xia's smile disappear instantly, with a slightly sad expression, and he said aggrievedly: "Why put so much pressure on me..."

But in fact, Luo Xia also knew in his heart that every word Wen Xun said was the truth. Naturally, it is impossible for two assassins to fight against each other in a match. This is too cost-effective, but if someone else is used to target Zi Yi Jing, either is too brittle and easy to be seconded, or the output is not high and cannot be beaten.

Looking at it this way, Luo Xia is the only one on the Chinese team who can challenge Ci Yijing.

Wen Xun's hand on Luo Xia's shoulder slowly touched her head, patted it lightly, and said like a father to his daughter: "Aren't you a so-called pressure player? This is what your fans summed up. The more pressure you have, the better the final operation."

"Who said that, I'm clearly an inspiring player." Luo Xia curled his lips, and the more he thought about it, the more pitiful he felt: "It's just that you don't praise me every time you finish the game, otherwise I am more capable now."

Upon hearing this, Wen Xun snorted slightly, his voice was a little cold, but it was not difficult to hear the hint of teasing: "I may not be good at boasting, but you are my captain in this game."

Hearing this sentence, Luo Xia's ears warmed up, and for some reason, he suddenly became excited, his chin raised a little arrogantly: "Really?"

"Of course." Wen Xun's voice was deep and magnetic, always melodious: "After all, this finals mainly depends on you, and I will be a little brother from now on."

It's not easy to tell the truth from Wen Xun's mouth. Luo Xia straightened his shoulders, put his trouser pockets in and cleared his throat, shrugged his shoulders and started to turn around and walk back. After walking for two Bu still forgot to say with great pleasure: "With such a powerful little brother, I can really be a turned serf and sing today."

When the two came back, Jiang Lang was trying his best to make everyone relax.

In fact, Jiang Lang has done a lot of preparatory work to deal with the US team. Up to now, the few lineups that can be used have not yet been finalized which one to use.

Because there is a very important point in the finals, that is, the performance of the players on the day. These lineups may have the best one. Not safe enough.

After listening to Gu Cen's explanation, Luo Xia nodded slightly, and looked at Jiang Lang who was doing ideological work for Jiang Nan.Needless to say, in terms of the stability of his performance, Jiang Nan must be the strongest in the entire Chinese team. There is no reason not to let him play in the last game.

"Then how does Lao Jiang tend to fight now?" Luo Xia asked leaning against the wall.

Gu Cen turned around on the swivel chair in the lounge, and after a moment of silence, he lowered his eyes and said indifferently: "Actually, to be honest, my mentality has always been my shortcoming. I was still a little confident in the first few rounds. This last round I'm not sure how far I can go."

Fans say that Rorschach is a pressure-type player. In fact, there is nothing wrong with it, because most players' ability to withstand pressure is relatively weak.

Luo Xia experienced some of Gu Cen's minor problems in the domestic league. He would be irritable when he was under pressure. This defect is familiar to everyone else in the team.

Gu Cen seemed to be a little bored now, he stood up all the time, pursed his lips and said: "After discussing with the coaches, the team has the most RY79 players, enough to play together, and the lineup can match. "

"You are more familiar with each other, and most importantly, you have played in the finals together, so you will be more stable in mentality." Gu Cen stared into Luo Xia's eyes and frowned, "This is the coaching staff. The current thinking is also a suggestion after consultation among our players."

At this moment, Qi Ye also came over, he had subconsciously planned to put his hand on Gu Cen's shoulder, but it was obvious that the two had not eased the conflict just now, Qi Ye coughed and took his hand off.

"Just play like the domestic finals." Qi Ye can maintain confidence at all times, and he still hasn't forgotten to blow his bangs right now.

(End of this chapter)