There must be one every two or three days on average.

No, this kind of thing can't happen anymore. Ten hours of training is already tiring enough, but now we have to allocate time to answer questions...

The more Yan Die thought about it, the more distressed he became.

But he couldn't just tell these people that they had problems, keep them in their minds, and solve them themselves.

By the way, isn’t there still a coach? Even if the coach is not good, there is still him.

Yan Die instantly had an idea in his mind.

At the same time, those teammates also began to believe in Yan Chumiao.

But the specifics have to be looked at later on.

After all, strength proves everything.

This is eternal.

Yan Chumiao did as they wished, and used his strength to completely prove that he was Jiuchu.

After being thoroughly confirmed, it was more or less unbelievable in the eyes of these people.

She didn't hide anything about her heart disease.

This was what Yan Die hoped for, so before entering the base, he asked her specifically.

He knew all the people in the base and there was no bad character. He told them this and asked them to be careful when they act in the future and not to scare people at will.

After all, these people are so careless, what if one day their brains twitch?

So he had to guard against it.

Yan Chumiao settled down in the base.

Except for one trip back on Saturday and Sunday, I spend the rest of the time at the base.

As time went by, everyone became more and more nervous.

It’s for the competition in one and a half months.

It is done once a year, but it is the goal of almost all professional players.

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Chapter completed!