Miss Lady Professor

Gong CE's account number brings a lot of stimulation to N1.

Or he did it on purpose. He usually trained everyone to have trumpets, but he deliberately showed his tuba in front of Ye Chengxin.

You know, Mars became famous in the game of miracle.

This is his home court.

When ye Chengxin saw the name, he was not calm.

The name is enough to make people lose their sense of war, especially for him, and miracle is not his best.

"You hid your identity in the first place just for now. If I knew you were Mars, I would give up." Even though he was not reconciled, ye Chengxin judged the situation and said something soft.

"You didn't ask at first." Gong CE's innocent face is not what he wanted to compare at the beginning.

However, at this stage of the matter, ye Chengxin said that no comparison can be made.

Mars, he never competed with foreign players.

So, this may be Mars' first battle at home.

The N1 players are excited as witnesses.

"Let's have a look. We haven't seen Mars's on-site operation. We just have a look at it."

"Yes, it's not a shame to lose!"

"Yes, yes, after all, Captain MRAS is home to this game."

……

The noise of the uproar continued.

It's hard to ride a tiger.

Ye Chengxin once again understood the meaning of these four words, especially in the current situation, which did not allow him to escape.

He had to be tough on the other side.

Let alone let alone, ye Chengxin couldn't even touch the other party's position. On the contrary, Mars appeared behind him several times like a ghost. Before he found out, the sound effect of being killed had already dropped in his earphone.

Holding the mouse hand constantly tight, the arm has begun to stiff, but ye Chengxin's speed still can't keep up.

Twice, three times, he has been killed four times, but he can't even touch a hair of each other, enough to show the gap between them.

The number of deaths is more, the economic gap between them is more, the defense tower has been pushed, and there is only one crystal left.

Ye Chengxin stares at the three leaping figures on the screen, and the position he hardly gets is going to let go?

"Lost me." Ye Chengxin takes off the earphone.

After hearing this, they all look at him. The record on the screen has come out. Ye Chengxin points to surrender, and he gives up the position of captain.

Some people take it for granted.

Who is Mars? How can ye Chengxin be his opponent.

"It's Mars, the God of war. You are the new director of N1. We are convinced." Ye Chengxin gets up from his position and suppresses his unwillingness. He reaches out to Gong CE with a handshake.

"Hi..." Gong CE took a look at his movement, directly from his body, obviously did not shake hands with his meaning: "former captain, don't tell me that your strength is the strongest in the team."

Youth's words are full of disdain.

Ye Chengxin looked embarrassed. He took back his hand, but he still tried to show the meaning of not being humble or arrogant: "you are the captain now. What you have to do is not only play well by yourself, but also gather the confidence of the team. This is not a game for one person."

Gong CE looked at Ye Chengxin, looked him up and down: "you didn't answer my question is acquiescence, condense team confidence?"

Gong CE snorted coldly, turned back and sneered directly at the manager who brought him over, "if N1's strongest strength is just like this, N1's strength is such a little bit, there is absolutely no possibility of winning in the competition. Gather confidence?! There's no need for me to waste all my time

He said it without ceremony.

When the young man put away his lazy smile, the spirit of his body was suddenly sent out, and the powerful atmosphere suppressed the whole audience.

"If you don't like what I say, you are welcome to show me that I'm wrong!" Gong CE Mou Guang swept in the face of the team members one by one.

He seems to be looking forward to someone coming forward.

However, there was silence.

Ye Chengxin, who has always been proud of himself, is so gloomy that he can almost lower his ink.

Not only did he take his place, but what he did was to look down on him.

However, at the moment, people have no time to pay attention to Ye Chengxin's mood. Their attention is on Mars.

The new captain, with a strong stance into N1, his doubts make everyone nervous.

It's a dangerous omen of a time of great war or imminent elimination.

Gong CE looked disappointed and looked at the manager of the club: "this is the team that once won the world championship?! This is the team of dream number one?! How ridiculous"With all due respect, I don't know how the domestic competition is, but if it comes to the international competition, these people will not be able to watch it at all."

He didn't come back for failure.

He's going to win!

Win the championship!

Win the contest!

The training area was silent.

"In fact, it's good that we can win the national championship, and the international competition is too far away."

"Yes, N1 has not won the championship for a long time. I dare not think about it in the international competition."

"It's good to win a national championship first."

……

The low voice gradually sounded, which was the complaints of the players after repression.

In their opinion, it's good to be the national champion.

"Ha ha!"

It was gong CE's sneer that responded to these voices.

"Tut Tut, you see, this is the first team built by Qiaobei generation!" Gong CE disdained to look at the side of the manager, and then looked at the front of the team members: "you can be worthy of the name of this team?! This is N1! Be the first if you want to do it

"I quit my contract to return home to join N1, not to lose to others, to do the best!"

Young people with a person can not be wrong with the purpose of conceit, he seems to be born with that kind of arrogance, no one doubts that his words are just words.

He wants to be the best.

Then it must be the strongest.

"If you don't want to win with me, quit as soon as possible! What I want is a strong team mate, not a burden

Gong CE's words are almost merciless crushing.

But this kind of words, on the contrary, arouses the wild hope that people always feel stupid and dare not think about.

It's a distant fantasy.

As well as the extravagant hope of persuading oneself to give up.

No one is really willing to be mediocre, and no one wants to be a stepping stone for those with outstanding talents in the first place.

However, the reality is the most cold-blooded audience, responsible for giving you one bloody bad comment after another.

Over time, people become numb and shrink back, nest in the safest field and refuse to take any risks.

Now, when severely beaten, the armor and shell are broken, but released to suppress the original heart that they have forgotten.

Win, they want to!

They want to be masters!

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