Chapter 212 Excessive Target

"Liu Yuexin, Zhang Zhengyi..."

Huo Siyang looked at the name on the file and read it slowly.

"These two people, like Jing Cheng, are freshmen. Liu Yuexin's strengths are in command, while Zhang Zhengyi's personal strength is relatively strong. This just makes up for the slight poor personal strength of the military soul and the weakness of the fighting team, making their strength rise in one fell swoop.

Big brother introduced again next to him.

"What are we going to do?"

Ren Jingcheng raised his head from his laptop and asked the eldest brother.

"This is also where we are worried. To win the league championship, we are bound to kick away these two roadblocks, but so far, it seems that our club's strength is still not enough."

Big brother sighed, and it seemed that there was nothing he could do.

That's right. When it comes to the field, it's all made by real knives *. The so-called mules come out. No matter how many ideas there are, the team members have the strength to realize them. The gap between the flying tiger and the military soul and the fight is still very big. It's really difficult to win.

Unless it's cheating...

"Well, it seems that I was happy too early. I thought that with your joining Jingcheng, our club is bound to win the first place and win the league championship this year. Now it seems that this goal cannot be achieved."

At this time, the eldest brother has to face the reality. He is not afraid of god-like opponents but pig-like teammates. Although the people of the Flying Tiger Club are all pig teammates, he also buys a way to give more support to Ren Jingcheng on the field.

When Ren Jingcheng heard the eldest brother praise him so much, he suddenly felt a little embarrassed. That's why he suddenly flashed in his mind and remembered something.

"Brother, I think our goal is too high."

Ren Jingcheng turned his eyes and said as he thought.

"Too high?"

Big brother doesn't understand what Ren Jingcheng's sentence means.

I think we should focus on the playoffs before entering the playoffs to qualify for the championship. Yes, the current strength of our club is not enough to compete with the strength of the military soul and fighting club. However, for such a long time from the league to the playoffs, our club is not unchanged. Maybe we will be stronger than them at that time, not to mention if we are lucky, the military soul and fighting in the season. If we meet earlier than us in the playoffs, there will be at least half less pressure, right?

Ren Jingcheng coughed softly and said his thoughts carefully.

The people in the room listened to Ren Jingcheng's words, and then lowered their heads and thought about it carefully.

The more the big brother thinks about it, the more he feels that he is too eager for quick success. After all, Ren Jingcheng is not a god. His strength of joining the Flying Tiger Club has improved a lot, but the school league is by no means a stage for all the club members to perform their strengths. He just wants to rely on Ren Jingcheng alone to change. He is so naive to change the face of the whole club.

Alas, it's all caused by the club's championship trophy!

Big brother is quite emotional.

Fly Tiger Club is the champion of the second season of the school league. Now five years have passed. The results of the Flying Tiger Club in the league have declined year after year. The championship trophy has long been dusty. The eldest brother has taken over the Flying Tiger for more than two years. Unfortunately, last season, it almost did not even enter the playoffs. This time it was not easy to have Ren Jingcheng gave him a little hope of winning the championship, and he was inevitably a little anxious.

"Ok, according to the scenery, we will shift our goal from the champion to the playoffs. You can play this game as much as you want. Just try your best."

Big brother's words set the tone for tonight's game.

After such a game, Ren Jingcheng, Qin Zhengshi and Huo Siyang lost a lot of thinking about going out to play. Originally, they wanted to go back to the room and hold back, but when the eldest brother heard that they were going out to play, they strongly supported it. The meaning was also obvious. Anyway, he didn't care about winning or losing this game. Then it's okay for everyone to go out to play. Because I went out to play, I lost the winning game!

With the big brother's speech, others naturally agreed happily. By the time to finally walk out of the door of the Yanqi Hotel, the team of amusement has grown to thirteen people.

For good, there is a senior who is a native of Q City, who is familiar with the road and leads everyone to have a fun.

At 4:30 p.m., everyone returned to the Yanqi Hotel on time, waiting for the military soul club to send a car to pick them up at the competition venue.

At five o'clock sharp, the bus arrived on time and picked up everyone and set off for the destination.

"We went to a school training base in the suburbs this time. The place is a little remote. I hope you don't mind."

In the car, Qi Jiaying, the manager of the Military Soul Club, said with a smile.

How can others care about their home court? Can they not play the game?

Except for Li Cuiyun, who politely said "No, no", others had no special reaction to Qi Jiaying's words.

It didn't touch a soft nail, and Qi Jiaying stopped talking.

So he was silent all the way to the competition venue prepared by the Military Soul Club.

How desolate!

After getting out of the car, the flying tiger couldn't help frowning and sighing.

Ren Jingcheng is naturally one of them. As Qi Jiaying said, this place is really too remote. If he raised his eyes, there were few dusty street lights on the roadside, Ren Jingcheng would doubt whether anyone would come to this place.

Just got out of the car, Qi Jiaying took out her mobile phone and made a phone call. After waiting for a while, four figures in the distance quickly came over.

"Long time no see!"

When he approached, the leader walked to the eldest brother and stretched out his hand and said.

"Long time no see!"

Big brother smiled, reached out and shook his hand with the other party a few times, and said friendlyly.

"Come on, let me introduce you. This is Cai Zhiyan, the captain of the military soul."

Big brother let go of the other party's hand, turned around and pointed to it, and then said.

Ren Jingcheng, a freshman who had never heard the name of the military soul captain, were suddenly stunned when they heard the name. They looked at the five-three thick man in front of him and took a feminine name, but they suddenly wanted to laugh, but they didn't dare to laugh in the face of the parties.

Cai Zhiyan looked at the people who wanted to laugh but did not dare to laugh. They knew that the eldest brother was absolutely intentional. His name was indeed a little feminine. I don't know how many times he had been laughed at. He was a little used to it.

However, Cai Zhiyan was still a little unhappy about his face-to-face criticism. Unfortunately, they are now in an opponent's relationship. It is understandable for the elder brother to do so. While telling the joke of his name, he can strike the momentum of the military soul and relax the team members. Why not?

I'll let you know the power of our military soul later.

Cai Zhiyan lowered her head slightly, and a trace of unhappiness flashed in her eyes.

Under the leadership of Cai Zhiyan, it can almost be said that they walked over the mountains for more than 20 minutes before they arrived at the competition venue prepared by the Military Soul Club.

Ordinary college students can't catch up with these military academy students physically. As soon as they get to the ground, they don't care whether the ground is dirty or not. They gasp and pat their buttocks on the ground anymore. Even Zhou Ting and Tao Jing, two girls who are usually extremely particular, can't care about their images at this time.

"Damn, these grandchildren don't want to exhaust our physical strength first and then clean us up easily!"

A senior sitting on the ground couldn't help muttering.

This sentence has been approved by everyone.

Ren Jingcheng is fine. After all, after three days of almost abnormal training in C City, he has never relaxed his physical training. This time he is relatively relaxed.

His performance attracted the attention of a person on the side of the military soul.

"Hello!"

The man came over, smiled kindly at Ren Jingcheng and said hello.

Ren Jingcheng looked up at the man and was stunned.

"Hello!"

Ren Jingcheng replied.

"Do you know me?"

The man looked at Ren Jingcheng's expression and said with some understanding.

Ren Jingcheng smiled mysteriously and did not answer.

"Zhang Zhengyi!"

"Ren Jingcheng!"

The two exchanged names with one voice.

"You are the second person I have ever met who has the same characteristics as my master."

The upper and lower boys looked at Ren Jingcheng carefully, and Zhang Zhengyi said slowly.

"Thires?"

Ren Jingcheng didn't understand and looked at Zhang Zhengyi.

"The trait of becoming a master."

Zhang Zhengyi smiled and replied.

Ren Jingcheng was stunned when he heard the words and subconsciously looked at himself, but did not find any ghost characteristics.

"The first is my younger brother. He is now a professional player, and he will play as a starter next season."

Zhang Zhengyi ignored Ren Jingcheng's reaction and said to himself.

"Do you also want to be a professional player?"

Ren Jingcheng heard a trace of envy in Zhang Zhengyi's words.

"I really want to have such an opportunity to give up under the pressure of my family, but now when I see you, that feeling is back."

Zhang Zhengyi nodded unexpectedly and said without concealment.

"Is it really that good to be a professional player?"

Ren Jingcheng was stunned for a moment and recalled that he met someone. It seemed that everyone was dreaming of becoming a professional player, which made it difficult for him not to think about it. It was really so good to be a professional player, which attracted almost everyone to pursue it crazily.

Ren Jingcheng has considered becoming a professional player, but he is not out of dreams. His eyes are more like wanting to change the current single lifestyle and find the second goal of life.

"Good or bad is completely a personal idea. It's hard to say clearly."

Zhang Zhengyi thought for a moment and answered such a sentence.

"So you also know me!"

Ren Jingcheng suddenly took a look at Zhang Zhengyi and said clearly.

"Ha ha, although I went to a military academy, I also have Pioneer Weekly to read."

Zhang Zhengyi smiled cheerfully and nodded.