God, hold your little vest

Chapter 337 Lost the game and still have the face to eat?

Forget it, if you lose, you lose, and your skills are not as good as others.

But it doesn't matter if you lose, it doesn't matter.

They can also play a resurrection game.

But the key point is that Zhang Zehui has been out of form recently, and Qin Jinnian is faintly worried that the rematch may also be lost.

Thinking of this, Qin Jinnian was really angry and anxious.

And Zhang Zehui looked at Qin Jinnian's distraught appearance and couldn't vent his anger, and slowly lowered his head, with a hint of guilt in his voice: "Sorry, I will make good adjustments next time."

Zhang Zehui knew very well that most of the reasons for losing this game were because of himself.

Ever since he found out that the coach of the DM team is Ares, he has fallen into a state of anxiety and guilt, unable to extricate himself.

No matter how much he adjusts, he will never be able to return to his best state.

Two years later, whenever he thought about that incident, he still couldn't forgive himself, and his conscience made him unable to let go.

He wanted to apologize to Ares, but how could Ares forgive him?
Thinking about it, Zhang Zehui lowered his head, and there was a deep sense of guilt in his eyes.

Qin Jinnian was not so angry when he saw that Zhang Zehui lowered his head and seemed to know he was wrong.

Although not so angry.

But Qin Jinnian still spoke very hard.

"You make adjustments for me. If you lose again in the rematch, you can see if I'm not skinning you!"

After finishing speaking, Qin Jinnian did not forget to glare at Zhang Zehui.

"okay, I get it."

Zhang Zehui nodded weakly.

And Zhou Yu, who was on the side, saw that Qin Jinnian didn't seem so angry anymore, and opened his mouth quickly.

"Okay, okay, don't be angry, it's a game, it's normal to win or lose."

"That's right, let's go, let's go to dinner, my treat!"

Chi Mu also followed suit.

When Chen Jingxuan heard this, a bright smile appeared on his face, and his eyes sparkled.

"Eat, I like it."

Qin Jinnian glanced coldly at the crowd and sneered.

"Hehe, I lost the game, so I still have the face to eat? Ah! What are you going to eat if you don't go back to training?!"

When Chi Mu heard this, he touched his nose indifferently: "People are iron and rice are steel, you have to eat enough to have the strength to train, right?"

As soon as Chi Mu said this, Chen Jingxuan immediately raised his hand in agreement.

"I agree!"

Zhou Yu also smiled and said, "That's right, Jinnian, let's go eat first."

Qin Jinnian was even angrier when he saw that the three of them were smiling so brightly, without any annoyance and self-blame after losing the game!

"All of you are idiots! You know you've lost! If you lose the game, why can't you reflect on yourself?! Ahhhhhh!"

"Ouch, reflect on yourself while eating." Zhou Yu smiled, not afraid of Qin Jinnian at all.

Qin Jinnian was just having a temper tantrum, and they all understood.

When Qin Jinnian heard this, he was taken aback for a moment. After thinking about it carefully, he felt that...it also made sense.

Reflecting while eating is also a good choice.

"Okay, let's go!"

"Okay, let's go." Chi Mu responded.

After that, the group packed up their things and walked out of the lounge.

And Zhang Zehui was still sitting in the lounge in a daze.

When Qin Jinnian saw it, his fiery temper came up again.

"Let's go, eat! It's useless to sit here and reflect, reflect while eating!"

Zhang Zehui was immersed in his own thoughts at first, but was frightened back to God by Qin Jinnian's roar.

"understood."

Zhang Zehui spoke lightly, and after finishing speaking, Zhang Zehui got up, took the good things over Qin Jinnian, and left the lounge.

Qin Jinnian walked behind Zhang Zehui, glaring at Zhang Zehui all the way.

(End of this chapter)