Chapter 1713
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In many people's hearts.
They were really a group of Gods.
They gathered the best esports players in China and formed a Chinese team.
Just looking at the photo and name list would make people want to know about the month before the start of the World League.
How would they live?
Everyone must be handsome.
Zhao Sanpang did think he was handsome.
But!
"Scheming Qin, are you serious? You want us to wake up at 8: 30?"
Zhao Sanpang looked at the time table in front of him, feeling as though he had entered a thief's nest.
Qin Mo's voice was calm. "For the sake of everyone's health, we will wake up at this time in the future."
"Hehehehe, you must be joking." Zhao Sanpang turned towards the person beside him. "Ask them, how many of them can wake up?"
Bo Jiu raised her hand lazily, smiling devilishly. "I … can't wake up."
Zhao Sanpang shouted, "Look!"
Qin Mo glanced over.
Bo Jiu had a serious expression. "Think about it, if someone can guide me every day, I can still wake up. After all, it's never dreams that wake me up, it's beauty."
Zhao Sanpang's mouth twitched. He shouldn't have relied on Little Spade to rebel!
How could she say something like that!
"Esports doesn't wake up early." Yin Wuyao indicated that this matter had to be discussed.
Coco let out a yawn to express his thoughts.
Qin Mo glanced up. "At the latest 9 am, I want to see you in the living room. You have already washed up and are having breakfast."
"I've been on a diet recently and won't eat breakfast. I should be able to wake up later." Zhao Sanpang was trying his best to sleep a little longer.
Qin Mo sat there, nonchalant. "I heard you don't like bitter gourd, is that right, Almighty Fatty?"
"No one likes bitter gourd, right?" Zhao Sanpang blinked. "Why? Scheming Qin, are you trying to change our meals? "
At this moment, Lin Feng and Yun Hu were exceptionally quiet.
Mmh, they didn't speak.
They quietly watched as the world's most handsome fatty jumped into the pit.
Actually, Lin Feng had wanted to speak at the start.
He wanted to talk about fitness. Was it true that he had to do forty push-ups every night?
Just as he was about to speak, Yun Hu grabbed his wrist.
Yun Hu grabbed his wrist and arched a brow.
He wanted him to observe first.
Think about it before bringing up your ideas to the captain.
Zhao Sanpang said fearlessly.
He even admitted that he didn't like bitter gourds.
Did Zhao Sanpang not know?
Don't expose your weakness in front of the captain.
Because he would definitely make good use of the captain, and then …
Before Lin Feng could even finish his thought,
"It's fine if you don't want to wake up early. From tomorrow onwards, I will get Bey to prepare three cups of bitter gourd juice for everyone. Those who haven't woken up by 9 am can just drink it."
Three cups … of bitter melon juice?
Zhao Sanpang's expression changed.
This must be a joke!
"Ten days of closed-door training, starting at 9: 30 am, training at 12: 00 pm. During the afternoon break, it's fine if you don't want to run. You have to drink three glasses of bitter gourd juice and do push-ups at night …" Qin Mo glanced at the people opposite him. "Since we are representing China, we have to look good, don't you think so?"
They said it was a den of thieves!
Zhao Sanpang and Lin Feng looked at each other.
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