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Chapter 849 I can still see sigh standing on the field!

Mu Feisheng had nothing to love and said: "I feel like I'm going to shit. I have no rest from now on, I can't watch the live broadcast in the training room, I can't play low-end games by playing fish, and the days when no one cares about me are going to end. Are you going back?"

Jiang Huaichu: "No, is it so scary?"

Mu Fei sneered: "As a person who is covered by the news team and doesn't know the sufferings of the world, you have no right to speak."

Jiang Huaichu: "..."

In fact, fans are very concerned about what DFG will do in the future.

A few days later, the official blog officially responded.

[Thank you for your support and love for DFG as always. Please look forward to the Huaguo Finals before the PGL match at the end of April, and compete for the PGL participation place. We will definitely live up to our high expectations. 】

The following is the original DFG team photo.

It is said that the C position is closed.

Sigh fans instantly exploded.

[Ah, ah, in my lifetime! !I can still see sigh standing on the field! ! 】

[Grandma wake up, your favorite contestant is finally back! 】

[sigh! sigh!Trying to call like crazy! ! 】

[I can see my Xishen's cold and handsome face in front of the screen again hehehe. 】

【Wake up, his fiancée was still sitting by the side during the competition. 】

【Ah, I'm a little worried about sighing. After all, I've been a coach for so long and haven't trained. I'm sure I lost my muscle memory. 】

[Indeed, generally speaking, if you don't keep training for a year, your strength is definitely not as perfect as your peak state. There is less than half a month before the national competition. Can you really come back from training? 】

【Believe in sigh! Sigh itself is a miracle!There is nothing you can't do! 】

[Don't over-exaggerate people, they are human beings but not gods, have you seen any athlete who hasn't trained his muscles for a year and can still maintain his original shape. 】

……

No matter what comments are made on the Internet now, the fact that Wen Fengxi will return has already been decided.

Fortunately, the national competition is also held in Linchuan, so there is no need to travel all the way like other teams.

It's the first time to play a game after a year of news, and the popularity of the star player ranking first is not covered.

The attitude of the fans is even bigger than when they qualified No.1 in the secondary round.

A group of people struggled to squeeze into the backstage of the arena, and saw Zhou Hang sitting in the lounge, Xu Xin helping Zhou Hang massage his pig's paws like a little wife.

It's so hot to the eyes of a single dog.

Han Yue didn't see it, and patted Jiang Huaichu: "Sister-in-law, I fully support your decision to knock Zhou Hang's head off. When the time comes, there will be no bullets or guns on the field. I will be the first to hand it over to you with both hands and kill him He counted me an assist."

Jiang Huaichu felt that the best friend he had raised for so long was raped by the pig, and the pig was so arrogant that he asked her best friend to pinch the pig's paw for him.

Jiang Huaichu immediately sneered, handed the peripheral bag to Wen Fengxi to take it away, and then walked over, "Yo, what a coincidence."

Xu Xin happily greeted Jiang Huaichu, "You are here on the first day of the junior high school too."

Jiang Huai smiled at the beginning: "Yeah, you are pinching it wrong. This is how you relax your muscles before the game. Come on Xing Xing, let me pinch for Zhou Hang."

Xu Xin let go of Zhou Hang's hand suspiciously: "Ah? You pinch it, I'll learn a little bit, Zhou Hang's hand hurts a lot during training recently."

It's okay, it will hurt more later.

Jiang Huaichu smiled and took Xu Xin's place just now.

Zhou Hang's heart skipped a beat at the time, and he felt something was wrong, so he quickly said, "No, no, no, you let it go on the first day of junior high—"

Before he finished speaking, Jiang Huaichu directly pinched Zhou Hang's left hand at the tiger's mouth, and Zhou Hang's screams like killing a pig scattered from the entire backstage of the contestants.

(End of this chapter)