[2] GLORY

Chapter 292

Won!

Not being 3:0, not being eliminated, FTW has hope!

The advantages of home games are undoubtedly evident in the shouts of the audience!

After winning this third game, the audience off the court was even more excited than the players on the stage, and the emotional out of control even hugged each other and cried.

It was only 2:1, FTW only won one round, and every one after that was still a last-ditch fight, which was still extremely dangerous.

I understand the truth, but emotions cannot be restrained.

In the wild screams of the audience, the players waited for the intermission.

Taking off the headset, they got up one after another and walked backstage one after another.

There is a long and narrow aisle from the stadium to the lounge. The lights are very bright and not dark, but after many times, I feel that the road is very long.

It's very long before the stage and very long during the break.

I am afraid that it has no end, and I am afraid that it is already an end.

In the old days, when walking on this road, Wei Xiao would make a few jokes, but today all five people were silent, and there were only footsteps.

The one walking in the front is Close. When he opened the door of the lounge, Wei Xiao whispered to him: "Captain."

Lu Feng's hand holding the door handle visibly stiffened: "Huh?"

Wei Xiao looked at him with a straightforward vision: "I have something to say to you."

Lu Feng loosened the door handle and turned around: "Come here."

Wei Xiao had something to say to him, and he also had something to say to Wei Xiao.

The conversation between the two fell into the three little ears, and Cai Ge's heart flicked. Only then did he notice the strangeness, and he was a little flustered-don't go wrong at this time!

Ning Zhehan and Yue Wenle looked at the captain and Wei Xiao. They didn't know what happened, but they felt that the atmosphere was not right.

Chenfeng in the room greeted everyone in, without looking at Wei Xiao and Lu Feng.

All he can do is hold the three little ones, trust Wei Xiao.

I believe this little madman can support Close!

There were many rooms in the logistics area of ​​the venue, and Lu Feng took Wei Xiao to a vacant room next door.

When the lights came on, Wei Xiao looked straight at Lu Feng and asked straightforwardly: "Who made the call before the game?"

In the three games, no one could see the difference between Quiet and Close, and no one thought there was any problem with their performance.

But it's just a calm sea level, and only they know how torrents are underneath.

In the face of Y1, what they need is not only normal performance, not error-free, what they need is extraordinary performance, is the consciousness of letting go and fighting back!

Only in this way can we hope to win the championship!

Lu Feng didn't want to hide it from him. He didn't say it just now, just because there was no chance: "Qing Lei."

Wei Xiao's pupils shrank. He had guessed it, but he could not suppress the anger that surged into his chest. He clenched his fist and cursed, "Fuck!"

The biggest joke in the world is that any kind of scum has the right to be a parent!