High cold male god, sweet and warm

Chapter 621
I saw the juvenile's twinkling eyes, the eyes flashed, and the faint water flowed in the depths, "Is that so...then we understand to continue?"

A few people's inner OS: OK, tomorrow!Tomorrow we won't be able to ask for leave... Hey, the deputy team's style of play, if it continues, I'm afraid it's the rhythm of wanting them to die!

It's just that there are all kinds of laughing and joking on the face——

"Thank you, deputy team!"

"Vice team, you are so kind!"

"We'll treat you to dinner another day!!"

just.

It took only a few seconds for a few people to feel happy in their hearts, and the sound of the good words just fell.

All he saw was the young man in front of him stretching out a white, tender and slender hand.

The slender fingertips and the index finger raised up and moved to the lips, making a silent movement.

A few team members who were okay to talk about suddenly stopped.

Then the boy withdrew his hand, and stood there lazily with one hand in his pocket, his clear voice contained a bit of carelessness.

That pair of twinkling and beautiful eyes glanced at several people lightly, and the pale pink lips moved four words: "Don't dream."

Several team members: "..."

Maybe petrification on the spot can no longer describe that kind of mood.

Anyway...

Very complicated.

Simply want to.

The tengu swallowed the moon and woof woof.

Several team members were in complicated moods and wanted to cry.

A burst of hearty laughter suddenly came from above the few people.

They looked up almost at the same time.

Make eye contact.

The boy raised his eyebrows, and then he spoke with a slightly teasing tone, "Captain, you're so funny, isn't it good?"

Mo Cong also raised his eyebrows, "Jianxiao? My deputy, you seem to underestimate your ability."

This surprised Lin Zhaoxia a bit.

"My ability?"

Mo Cong propped his chin, and his delicate face was pleasing to the eye, "You are omnipotent, and some of the styles of play you master are not conventional. But they are not the same. Although they are all kinds of sports specialties, every day My personal style of play is all in accordance with the rules, even if there are a few that are not, it is still very difficult to keep up with your fast-paced aggressive style of play like Lin Zhaoxia. What's more, your style of play is still various Unpredictable, random, capricious?"

These words made the corners of the boy's lips curl up, "Captain's words are absurd."

"No, you can afford it."

Mo Cong didn't feel that what he said was too serious for the young man.

in contrast.

But he felt that the young man could afford it completely.

"Step by step, even if it is not as good as expected, there is no fault. Shengyuan must win. But we must also pay attention to the rhythm and grasp it well. If we are injured, it will be a loss. "

Probably the captain is really the core of a team.

Mo Cong thought of everything.

And very comprehensive.

All aspects have not been taken into consideration.

player's body.

The pace of training.

The glory of Saint Yuan.

these.

It all needs to be done together.

Lin Zhaoxia blinked.

indeed.

What Mo Cong said was right.

Maybe she was a little impatient.

Not everyone can keep up with her pace.

These all need to be done bit by bit to reach some expected periods.

"I was too impatient," Lin Zhaoxia put one hand in his pocket, turned around and walked back, "It needs to be done little by little, even if you are impatient. We want to win, but we can't ignore our own physical comfort. This point, It’s still what the captain thinks comprehensively.”

(End of this chapter)