Chapter 963
The Boss Lost His Memory and Only Remembers Me
Wen Qiao heaved a sigh of relief. Wen Chi and the others know about the reorganization of team VR, right? â
they all know that theyâve been training like crazy recently. Everyone has been training for more than 16 hours.
âBrother Dong, you have to urge them to strike a balance between work and rest, donât work too hard,â Wen Qiao said.
donât worry, Iâm very strict about their work and rest. I also have a professional counselor and nutritionist. They wonât have any problems with their bodies.
yes, I think the current combination is good. Xia Bo has good strength and is very hardworking. Gu Xiao was injured before, and I donât even know where he is now. Moreover, we canât just rely on one player.
Brother Dong: â yup. Fortunately, our Wen Chi is very outstanding. Heâs the backbone of the team and not Gu Xiao. As long as heâs here, this team has infinite possibilities.
When he returned to the training room, he saw Xia Bo running out. Wen Chi took off his headphones and followed him.
whatâs wrong? â Wen Qiao was a little confused. whatâs wrong? â
Shen Tian: â itâs nothing much. Xia Boâs last shot was not properly placed. Itâs not a big deal, but he seems to be blaming himself.
Wen Qiao followed him out.
Xia Bo sat on the steps of the small courtyard while Wen Chi leaned against the wall with one hand in his pocket. âWhat are you doing? No oneâs blaming you, isnât that how you play games? who can stand tall and not fall?â
Xia Bo secretly wiped his tears. I didnât think of standing tall and not falling.
Wen Chi rubbed his hair in frustration. âWhy are you still crying? How big of a deal was this? You played so well that even the top ten players in the country are secretly wiping their tears. Are you f * cking giving them a way out?â
Xia Bo,âbrother Chi, Iâm under a lot of pressure.â
big my ass. Just play as you should. If you win, weâll celebrate together. If you lose, weâll continue to work hard. Why should we feel pressured? â
Xia Bo: â a talented player like you will not understand me.
Wen Chi wanted to kick him,âcan you stop babbling? Do you want me to cheer you on every day? Youâre very strong, donât belittle yourself, okay?â
Xia Bo did not say a word.
Wen Chi: â you see, thereâs nothing that canât be achieved through hard work. I even know how to use idioms to comfort people now. In the past, I wouldnât have dared to think about it.
Xia Bo still did not say a word.
Wen Chi was so irascible that he really wanted to kick someone, but Wen Qiao pulled him back. âWhat are you doing?â
Wen Chi: â this grandson is always being sentimental. Iâm annoyed by him. Iâm going to teach him a lesson so that he wonât dare to do this again in the future.
tsk! Wen Qiao let out a soft âtskâ. go in and train. Iâll have a chat with Xia Bo.
âCan you do it?â
Wen Qiao narrowed her eyes. Wen Chi hurriedly said, â you definitely can. Thereâs nothing you canât do.
The flowers in the courtyard were in full bloom, and an elegant Sparrow was perched on a branch. Wen Qiao slowly sat down.âI think I know why youâre so stressed out.â
Xia Bo secretly wiped away his tears. It was too embarrassing to cry in front of sister Qiao.
âWhy?â
âBecause every move you make is based on Gu Xiao. Youâre not fighting alone, but two people. Youâre also carrying Gu Xiao on your back. Every time you play, youâll think, if it were Gu Xiao, how would you play here? How will he perform, when to shoot, and when to use the sniper.â
Xia Boâs eyes flashed. Sister Qiaoâs analysis was on point.
He was indeed like this.
Gu Xiao had caused him a huge psychological burden.
He had no choice but to think this way, because he wanted to be like Gu Xiao, standing on the highest podium with the other members of the af club.