Nba: Most Talented

Wang Shuo said with a sad face, "Honestly speaking, I also told myself that it's no big deal, just bring out my best strength, but there is an invisible pressure on learning, as if I can't breathe gone."

The other team members also nodded, thinking they were the same as Wang Shuo.

"Then don't think about how strong they are, just treat them as an ordinary team."

"But in our minds, they are like gods."

Yang Xu regretted telling them the news so early.

Seeing the lack of fighting spirit of the players, Yang Xu thought, if he competed in this state, it would not be a matter of losing, but a miserable loss.

He couldn't imagine that when facing Miss Yang's team, his players would be abused like elementary school students.

He thought about it and decided to use the aggressive method. "I, 017, tell you that seven of you are usually dissatisfied and eight of you are not angry, but you've become so cowardly before you start talking about it?"

The team members looked up at him, but lowered their eyes again.

"Hey, where is your usual fighting spirit? Although the opponent is very strong, it's just a legend, and you haven't dealt with them before. Isn't there a situation where the name doesn't match the truth?"

Wang Shuo didn't want to talk at first, but he couldn't bear to hear him say that, "Coach, don't comfort yourself, you should know better than anyone else whether it's a legend or not."

Yang Xu almost laughed out of anger.

Isn't it? Does anyone know better than him?

"That's right, they are very strong. Just because they are strong, can we only look up to them? We are also very strong. You have forgotten that we also started from Xiaobai back then. We have also defeated all the way to the present. Lots of opponents."

The team members looked up at him, and then returned to their lifeless appearance.

Yang Xu felt like he was talking and drawing on himself.

No matter what he said, he couldn't mobilize everyone's fighting spirit.

"You are a bunch of mud that can't support the wall.

Even if what he said was ugly, the team members were still indifferent.

Seeing their drooping heads, Yang Xu seemed helpless.

"Hey, don't you guys want to play this game?" He asked the players to have a good talk.

"Coach (bjef), it's not that we don't want to fight, but that the gap is too big, and the feeling of being hanged and beaten is not good."

"You haven't fought yet, how do you know the gap is too big?" Yang Xu said angrily, "Didn't you think that there will be a miracle? As long as you fight with your heart."

"How can there be so many miracles in real life?" Luo Sheng said, "It's not that we can't afford to lose. When we play against teams with similar strength, even if we lose, we can accept it."

"The word counterattack, you should have heard of it?"

The team members seemed to think his words were too unrealistic [and didn't even bother to say anything to him.

"Forget it, I don't want to tell you anymore." Yang Xu seemed disappointed with them.

The players twitched the corners of their lips one by one, their faces full of helplessness.

Yang Xu opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.

I have already made an appointment with miss Yang, do I want to go back on it?

In terms of his relationship with Miss Yang, it was just a matter of a phone call, but what should I say?

It's too embarrassing to be frightened by someone's name without any comparison, right?

Just when the atmosphere was extremely embarrassing, Yang Xu's cell phone rang. He picked it up and saw that it was Miss Yang calling.

After a little hesitation, he still answered. .