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Chapter 188 Little Sun and the Loveless Little Painter 3

Mo Heng was neatly dressed and in high spirits, while the players across from him had disheveled hair, dejected demeanors, and their uniforms were all uniquely theirs. As the team captain and owner, Mo Heng felt a pang of dismay watching this.

"Ahem, comrades, a year's plan begins with spring, and a day's plan begins with the morning. This weekend is the first PDL match. Whether our team can qualify for PCLP, PCL, PGS, and PGC depends on this match! Do you have confidence?"

If it weren't for protecting his teammates' hearing, Mo Heng would definitely use a megaphone to teach these guys a lesson.

"Yes~" The team members were still blindfolded, and their voices were uneven.

"It seems that everyone is confident. So, I'll be in charge today. Let's run one more lap today, just to encourage everyone." Mo Heng pretended to be pleased, and put one hand behind his back while speaking, pretending to be a forty-year-old leader in front of the team members.

The team members pricked up their ears and shouted at the top of their lungs, "Have confidence!"

Sure enough, for children, running is the primary productive force, and even their voices become energetic.

"That's right! Let's run three kilometers as usual today." Mo Heng nodded. He looked around at the dozen or so young boys and pointed at one of them. "Xiao Lin is late today. Run ahead of me."

"Ah~" Kobayashi wailed when his name was called.

Running ahead of the captain means there is no chance to take advantage of the situation, and the captain has to rush you, so you can't slow down your pace at all.

Xiaolin felt aggrieved, but he didn't say anything.

Three kilometers was not difficult for these young people who had just reached adulthood. They all finished the run in half an hour.

The training time is coming soon, and the team members go back to the dormitory to pack up and prepare to start the day's training.

The four people in team one fell swoop because they had to stay behind and run one more lap, so they fell behind the main group.

After the four of them finished running, they stretched their leg muscles and prepared to go back.

On the way, Yao Wang yawned and looked at his captain: "Brother Mo, no matter how late you go to bed, you are always energetic the next day."

"Of course I have to, otherwise how could I be the captain!" Mo Heng took the towel handed to him by Yao Wang and wiped the sweat off his head, saying it with a "wicked smile", his expression looking a bit like asking for a beating.

Yao Wang was allergic to this smile and raised his leg to hit his old teammate.

Mo Heng laughed, dodged Yao Wang's flying kick, and ran away to get out of Yao Wang's attack range.

Noticing the surroundings were somewhat quiet, Mo Heng glanced around. Sure enough, he didn't see the other two members of the team. He asked in confusion, "Where are Xiaoye and Wangwang? They were here just now."

"They went back to clean up after they finished running. Didn't they lose the practice match yesterday? The two little guys were holding a grudge, and now they are very motivated." Yao Wang's Foshan Shadowless Kick was finally defeated, and he had to withdraw his offensive.

"Yeah, it turns out that young people are full of energy~" Mo Heng folded his arms, looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle, and sighed.

Mo Heng's expression was filled with worry, as if he was about to burst into tears in the next second.

"Hey, then, excuse me, you elderly man who is already 21 years old, why don't you go take a shower? Otherwise you will miss the training time." Yao Wang looked at his watch and reminded an elderly man who was still acting.

Mo Heng looked at the watch on his wrist. It was almost ten o'clock. "Oh, it really is. I'll be leaving first!"

After he finished speaking, he ran back to the club in two steps. As the captain of the team, how could he be late for training?

You are not allowed to do that. You are not allowed to do that.

When Mo Heng finished showering and getting ready, he arrived at the training room. All the team members were already training diligently. Xiao Ye and Wang Wang were staring at the monitor with murderous intent, as if they were staring holes in their targets.

He walked over to the two men and watched them practice the basic maneuvers.

"team leader."

"Brother Mo."

The two team members noticed the captain next to them, took off their headphones and greeted him.

Mo Heng placed one hand on the back of one person's chair, bent over, and said to them in this position: "You guys continue practicing, I'll watch."

Neither Wang Yue nor Ye Chi Ning were in a very good mood. The opponents in yesterday's practice match were only of lower-average level in the country. Logically speaking, it should have been easy for them to win.

However, they were badly beaten by the opponent and the game ended at halftime.

Both teenagers realized that in yesterday's game, they were defeated as soon as they faced the opposing team. If it weren't for Brother Mo and Brother Yao to save the situation, they would not have lasted until halftime.

Ultimately, it was these two people who held everyone back.

Now, Brother Mo was watching them practice from behind. The teenager thought more and felt that the captain must be disappointed in them.

Random thoughts will certainly affect the quality of your practice.

Wang Yue was controlling the gun left and right, and the density of bullet distribution was quite ugly. However, the worse the condition was, the harder it was to adjust. Later, the trajectory became more and more erratic, and it was impossible to watch it at all. It was probably worse than even a novice.

"Stop it."

Mo Heng's voice came from the headset, and it was impossible to tell whether his tone was good or bad.

Upon hearing this, Wang Yue and Ye Chi Ning stopped what they were doing, took off their headphones, and waited for the captain to give them a lecture.

Both of them are 18 years old this year, actually only three years younger than Mo Heng, but it seems like there is an insurmountable mountain between them.

However, their captain Mo Heng had already become the captain of a top domestic team when he was their age.

Not only that, he also led the team to overcome all obstacles and won the championship of PGC, the highest PUBG global event that year, on behalf of Country C. Mo Heng himself also became the youngest Country C player to enter the PGC Hall of Fame.

However, at the age of 18, they have not even beaten a second-rate domestic team, which has seriously hindered the team's performance.

"If Kang Ge and A Lan Ge were still assistants, this wouldn't have happened." They both thought at the same time.

However, Wangwang and Xiaoye were still too young to fully understand Mo Heng's train of thought.

Mo Heng looked at the two men's listless appearances, patted their shoulders and said, "It seems you haven't woken up yet. Your hands are shaking like this. Go run a few more laps outside and then come back for training."

"Huh?" There was no longer any random thought in the two children's minds. All they could think about was "run two laps", "run two laps", "run two laps"...

Mo Heng nodded at them and gestured outside.

Wang Yue and Ye Chi Ning had no choice but to accept the bad news of being punished by running, and left the training room under the sympathetic gazes of Brother Yao, Brother Kang, and a group of other team members.

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The boy's face still had baby fat, making him look particularly young. He was wearing an exquisite sailor suit, the blue and white stripes against his fair skin made him look particularly cute.

His large, bright eyes were now glistening with tears, and the glistening tears slid down his beautiful cheeks, making one feel pity for him. The young boy pursed his lips slightly, as if trying to suppress his emotions, but his trembling shoulders betrayed his vulnerability.

Chu Jun was crying as she spoke, comforting herself: "I'm not afraid, I'm not afraid, it's okay... woooooooo"

However, the essence of horror games lies in their ability to give players visual impact.

On the screen, the game screen suddenly jumped to a stop. Chu Jun looked completely unprepared. He was so scared that he closed his eyes and covered his mouth tightly with his hands.

"Woo! I'm crying so ugly, you are not allowed to look at me!" A vague voice came out from the palm of his hand.

Perfect acting, Your Highness.

[I'm an acting talent, and I already know what kind of character Xiao Chujun is. Pino, just wait and see, I won't be OOC again.]

The camera clearly recorded the boy's tears, which made the fans outside the screen heartbroken and they kept posting comments.

[Bad ghost! That's good! I won't cry anymore]

[Hug Yunyun baby, mommy feels bad]

[I admit I'm a bitch. When I see Yunyun crying, I...]

[I don’t know how this crybaby became a top anchor]

[I can't do anything except crying]

[You are not allowed to look at it yet. Who wants to see you cry?]

[Did Yun do something today? Haha, I love watching anchors do something.]

[Having a face is amazing! Even this can scare me]