Lost...
This is not the first time I have lost, and I was even prepared for the current situation.
After all, according to the relationship between "Lin Changlu" and Wang Feng, the latter was naturally among the 80% of teams that had arranged a friendly match with Tianque. Even when Zhou Shi did not play because he was still recuperating, they still lost more than they won.
But being mentally prepared is one thing, and actually losing is another.
There was silence in the lounge backstage.
The members of Tianque are generally young, even the oldest, Liang Qixian, is only a little over 20 years old (although his behavior often makes people suspect that he is 5 years old at most). Boys of this age have very little time to sit quietly, and therefore the team is often noisy, and there are almost no times as quiet and depressing as they are now.
Lou Shao was a little uncomfortable with this atmosphere, but he also knew that this kind of losing start was a bit of a blow to these teenagers, and they would probably need some time to accept it.
He clapped his hands, trying to attract everyone's attention. "Today's performance was good, with almost no mistakes. Everyone did a good job."
These words obviously did not comfort the group of teenagers, but instead made the atmosphere even more depressing.
——Yes, it was not their "mistake", in fact it was a rare performance that could be described as "perfect".
They just... lack strength.
Lou Shao continued to speak a few more words, but did not achieve the expected result.
He sighed, thinking that this was not an area he was good at. He looked down at the time on his laptop, "10 minutes. I'll give you 10 minutes to rest. After 10 minutes, pack up and prepare to leave... Director Lin will be back soon, follow him."
Lou Shao himself had to rush to accept the post-match interview.
He could have brought his teammates with him, but Lou Shao looked around and found that no one was in the mood to deal with the media with him, so he had to go alone.
His words finally received a weak response.
Liang Qixian, who was slumped in a chair next to the door with his face covered with a towel, raised his hand to indicate that he heard it.
Lou Shao glanced at him, wondering if the boy had just started crying.
But he was in a hurry after all, and young people's self-esteem... If he really exposed it, the kid would be furious.
He didn't say anything in the end and turned to leave.
The door of the lounge closed with a click, and silence fell inside again.
Liang Qixian kept his face covered with a towel, lying "peacefully" motionless, Tong Yizhou frowned as he wrote and drew in front of the computer, Zuo Shenyu held the water cup in both hands and stared at his reflection on the water in a daze, Le Yuanfan's eyes were fixed on the void, no one knew what he was thinking, and the other team members were in a similar trance-like state.
In such silence, the sound of knocking on the door was particularly obvious.
It’s not Lin Changlu. After all, they don’t need to knock on the door when they come back from coaching. They should be the staff of the venue here.
This unexpected sound finally caused the team members to have a brief eye contact, but no one showed any intention of going out to open the door.
The door was knocked on three times in an extremely polite manner, and then paused. After a few seconds, the sound of "dong dong dong" of knuckles hitting each other was heard again.
As the only conscientious person in the team, Little Brother Zuo was the first to react. He put down his cup and prepared to go over and open the door.
However, before he could move, Liang Qixian, who was closest to the door, had already flipped over and sat up. With one hand, he grabbed the towel that had slipped down due to gravity and rubbed it roughly on his face several times, making his skin red. Then he hung the towel around his neck and reached out to open the door.
But no one expected the person outside the door.
"... Zhou, God?!"
Someone in the team cried out in surprise.
As a top player in the professional league, Zhou Shi has won numerous championships since his debut. He has also won numerous personal awards such as the best MVP of this season and the King of Singles. He has always been known as the "number one" in the other world. Not to mention fans outside the circle, he has many admirers in the professional circle. He has been asked for autographs during the competition. Of course, there are also such admirers in Tianque, who are generally younger in age. You can tell from the "God Zhou" he blurted out just now. However, in this atmosphere, probably no one is in the mood to ask for autographs.
Liang Qixian didn't really care about his teammate's "surrendering to the enemy" behavior, but looked at Zhou Shi in confusion, "Captain Zhou, is there something that you suddenly came over for?"
——Although he has always been criticized by Tong Yizhou as a "fool" and his evaluation in the team is "5 years old at most", but after several years of competition training, Liang Qixian is still able to support the captain's role outside.
I don’t know if it’s because of the god-like aura around him, or if it’s just his natural appearance, but this young man who looked “unapproachable” fell silent for a moment, and looked even more aloof.
Liang Qixian: "..."
To be honest, he was a little scared standing face to face with such a famous master.
However, I obviously won't admit it.
He showed a bluffing expression of impatience and asked the same question again.
Zhou Shi: "I'm looking for...the captain..."
The great man's voice was as cold as his appearance, but at this moment it had some unsmooth pauses. Liang Qixian even had the illusion that the other party was more nervous than he was.
But, looking for the captain?
Liang Qixian: "I am...you..."
Is there anything you can talk to me about?
He swallowed the second half of the sentence.
After all, they shook hands before the game. Even if this great player is forgetful, he would not forget that he is the captain of Tianque. So when the other party said this now, it was obvious that the "captain" they were looking for was not him.
While he was confused, Tong Yizhou came over from behind and asked, "Captain Zhou, are you here to see Director Lin?"
Liang Qixian: ???
Looking for guidance?
!!!
——Yes, their instructor used to be the captain of Wangfeng!!
Not to mention how Liang Qixian felt when he first learned the news, but at this moment his alert radar was beeping non-stop.
What does this person mean?! So many years have passed, and Brother Lin has been away from Wangfeng for so long, why is he still called "Captain"?! Is it okay for him to call him "Captain"?
What does he want to do? Come here to poach people? ! Impossible! ! Brother Lin is now the instructor of their Tianque!
In just a few seconds, Liang Qixian had brainstormed an entire TV series.
If he were a cat or a dog, all the hair on his body would probably stand up, but the situation is similar now, and his vigilance and alertness are almost written on his face.
Liang Qixian: "Why did Captain Zhou come to us for instructions?!"
He pronounced the four words "our guide" particularly clearly, as if he was afraid that the other party might not hear clearly.
As he said this, he very deliberately straightened his team uniform which was wrinkled from lying on his back just now, and particularly awkwardly exposed the position of the team logo.
Because he was close, Tong Yizhou saw Liang Qixian's actions from beginning to end: "..."
Before his captain could embarrass himself by pulling the team emblem and shoving it into the eyes of the opposing player, he quickly grabbed the man and took over the social responsibility.
"Director Lin just went out. He should be back soon..."
Before Tong Yizhou finished speaking, he heard a puzzled voice outside asking, "Why are you all at the door?"
This familiar voice made Tong Yizhou breathe a sigh of relief. He finally didn't have to worry about not being able to control the idiot captain at home by himself, resulting in embarrassment at someone else's doorstep.
"refer to……"
He just uttered a word, but when he saw the other person's clothes under the light, he was stuck.
This Master Zhou should have come here not long after the game ended. He had not yet changed out of the eye-catching red Wang Feng team uniform. Behind him, their coach was holding a bag of snacks and drinks in his team jacket and only wore his private clothes inside, which were also of the same red hue. Even the flame pattern on the clothes subtly resembled the Wang Feng team emblem.
If you really want to say, in fact, the colors and shapes are not that similar, but Tianque's uniform is white, so the difference is particularly obvious. In addition, their coach is standing behind the captain of the opposing team and facing them...
Tong Yizhou: "..."
He felt that his mind must have been polluted by Liang Qixian's deliberate display of his team uniform.
Apparently, Tong Yizhou was not the only one who thought this way, because of the deliberate emphasis in Liang Qixian's words just now, everyone in the lounge couldn't help but have a subtle feeling.
And Liang Qixian himself.
His pupils trembled and he took a big step back as if he couldn't accept the reality.
He even rubbed his eyes, trying to characterize the situation in front of him as a "hallucination", but this move obviously failed. In the end, he had a look of despair on his face, and the light in his eyes gradually lost.
Chu Lu walked over and saw Liang Qixian's expression:???
Was losing this match such a big blow? This was much more serious than he had expected.
Chu Lu looked at the snacks he brought back hesitantly.
——If that's the case, you might need to double the amount...
Half a minute later, the door of the lounge closed. The atmosphere in the room was no longer as depressed as before, but it was filled with an unusual solemnity.
Just now...
They watched helplessly as their coach put down the snacks and followed the opposing team's captain away! !
Liang Qixian: How can I tolerate this?!
This must not be tolerated!!
——This is much more serious than losing a game!!!
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