How to Lead a Talented Team

"It's really the prince's nemesis." Di Xin said in surprise.

He Yuzheng turned his head and realized that he had been cheated. The door of the classroom was empty, and Jiang Fang didn't come back at all, so he took out a carton of milk and threw it at Di Xin.

Di Xin reached out to catch it: "Thank you, Prince, for the extra meal."

In the morning class, He Yuzheng completely lost his usual mischievous vigor. As long as Jiang Fang sat in his seat, he would just sit there without saying a word or turning his head away until lunch at noon.

"Let's go, Jiang Fang, I'll take you to the cafeteria." Qi He stood up, patted Jiang Fang's table, then turned to look at He Yuzheng: "Let's go?"

"Don't eat." He Yuzheng said in a muffled voice.

In the classroom, the sound of the collision of tables and chairs and the sound of footsteps gradually weakened, until the sound was completely silent, He Yuzheng turned his head, and the "grunt" sound of his stomach sounded at the same time, so he continued to drink coconut water depressed.

"He Yuzheng, I brought you a croissant." Lu Yang returned to the classroom with a few boys from the e-sports team, and put the bread he bought along the way on He Yuzheng's table.

He Yuzheng picked up the bread and took a big bite, saying vaguely, "Thank you, my savior."

"You're welcome, eat less, I see that Qihe...is also packing lunch for you." Lu Yang said.

He Yuzheng swallowed a piece of croissant in two or three mouthfuls, and began to imagine: "I hope he can bring me chicken wings."

Lu Yang sat back to his seat with a deep look in his eyes: "Anyway, I packed a lot of dishes..."

After learning that he had other lunches, He Yuzheng didn't eat any more bread, and just sat and waited for Qihe to come to feed him. Sure enough, someone soon entered the classroom with a special lunch box for the cafeteria.

He Yuzheng, who was looking forward to it, was caught off guard and froze. Jiang Fang walked towards him, bringing a gust of whirling wind towards him.With a "click", the orange bento box was lightly placed on the corner of his desk.

The aroma of butter overflowed from the box first, followed by the smell of sweet and crispy meat, mixed with a hint of hot and sour aroma. He Yuzheng swallowed, and his unsatisfied stomach gurgled again.

"He Yuzheng, I brought you lunch, eat it while it's hot." Qi He's voice came from the door a minute late, and after reminding He Yuzheng, he continued to stand in the corridor and chat with Banhua next door.

"Eat your head..." He Yuzheng murmured with his head down, and took another bite of the bread that Lu Yang was carrying.

"Are you planning to stop going to the stadium?" Qi He couldn't help asking when he looked at He Yuzheng, who was walking and eating with two roasted sausages in his hand, during the class break in the afternoon.

"Which team chairman have you ever seen run to the stadium every day to play with the players? We are all busy with everything, okay?" The future chairman said with greasy mouth after biting a piece of grilled sausage.

"That's right, it's really not free to be lectured by the teachers of the three courses in turn to make up lessons." Qi He teased.

"I won't go if he's around. I told you at the airport that I won't talk to him again." He Yuzheng felt sour in his heart. He seemed to have something to say, and he seemed to be choking on the sausage. After waiting for a long time, he said: "Anyway... just ignore him."

Later, several players, including Shang Yihao, sent messages to He Yuzheng, asking him to come to the stadium to play with them, but He Yuzheng refused all of them.And He Yuzheng didn't hide in the river for a long time, because the team's first game of the new season was about to start, and the training intensity increased, and the football players had no time to come to class.

He Yuzheng came to the sports center again five days before the team's first game. He was called by Tan Xianglun to discuss the public relations plan for this game. He Yuzheng rushed over immediately after class, and went straight to the office at the sports center Lou, without even looking in the direction of the training ground.

It was already dark after the plan was over. Tan Xianglun suggested that everyone go to dinner together, but He Yuzheng received a message from Qi He, asking him to help him go to the dormitory to get a coat and send it to the training ground. He Yuzheng just wanted to refuse, but Qi He’s side As if he knew what he was going to say, he said again: "Don't worry, Jiang Fang is not here."

He Yuzheng had no choice but to decline Tan Xianglun, and went downstairs to the football team's dormitory.

The football team’s dormitory is not far from the A training ground, but the training ground is brightly lit and the floodlights are as bright as day, while the dormitory building is dark except for the street lights.

Qihe's dormitory is on the fifth floor. He doesn't usually live here, only when the game is intensive. He Yuzheng knows his password to open the door. He went upstairs and quickly found his coat, but suddenly left his room. Heard some noise in the building.

It stands to reason that the players should all be on the training ground now, and He Yuzheng stopped curiously, wanting to hear the sound coming from which room.But as soon as he stopped, the sound disappeared, as if he was just an auditory hallucination.He Yuzheng's elevator had just arrived, and the sound of a group of people's chaotic footsteps came from the corridor again, but it was not on the fifth floor, like on the second floor...or the third floor, the sound was muffled and chaotic.

He Yuzheng pressed the button on the second floor, intending to find out. The game is coming soon, and he is a little worried that some extreme fans or the opposing team will secretly cause trouble. Only at ease.

The second floor was the same as what he saw when he first arrived, except that the lights in the corridor were turned off on the entire floor, and it was obvious that the team members who lived here hadn't come back yet, could it be the third floor?He Yuzheng thought, but just turned around to go to the third floor, when he suddenly found that there seemed to be a figure on the public balcony at the end of the second floor.

He Yuzheng walked over quickly, and before he got close, he could clearly see the people standing on the public balcony. They were probably a few members of the football team B. Although their backs were facing him, they should all be smoking on the balcony.

He Yuzheng breathed a sigh of relief, at this time a team member said viciously: "Are you planning to leave the team by yourself or we will leave your legs with a broken leg!!!"

He Yuzheng opened his eyes wide in disbelief, and pushed open the balcony door.

A group of people were more or less frightened by the movement behind them. They turned their heads and wanted to be rude, but when they saw someone coming, they swallowed their words abruptly.

"What are you doing?!" He Yuzheng looked at the members of team B calmly and seriously. He didn't expect such a thing as bullying within the team to happen in Shenghe. He was so angry and shocked that he didn't even want to touch them. After a while, he said coldly: "Get out of the way."

A group of Team B members who secretly had a bad situation had no choice but to lower their heads and spread out to both sides.

The person trapped in the middle by the members of Team B sat down on the ground with his head down. There were countless shoe prints on the jersey, which was extremely dirty, and blood spots dripped on the floor. through.

Tan Xianglun received a call from He Yuzheng on the way to the Lu Chuan shop. He Yuzheng didn't give him a chance to speak, and his voice was tight: "Go back to the sports center immediately."

"Now go to the office building and wait for Tan Xianglun, and tell him what you have done." After hanging up the phone, He Yuzheng turned around and said to the group of team members with a blue face.

Some team members wanted to argue, but were quickly stopped by others. A group of people left the dormitory building silently and timidly. The lights on the public balcony on the second floor were dim. He Yuzheng was still standing straight, holding his phone tightly, and The wounded people sitting on the ground confronted each other.

Hearing He Yuzheng's breathing sound getting longer and longer, Jiang Fang finally raised his head, looked at him with that colored face, and said in a low voice, "Can you call the team doctor for me?"

He Yuzheng's eyes were red, and his dark eyes were fiercely bright. He gritted his teeth tightly and tried his best to control his emotions, for fear that he couldn't help but punch this person twice.

Twenty seconds later, the mobile phone that had dialed the team doctor's number was thrown in front of Jiang Fang. Jiang Fang picked up the phone with bloody hands, and explained his location and injury to the team doctor in a hoarse voice.

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Fang raised his arm and handed the phone to He Yuzheng: "Thank you."

He Yuzheng looked down at the phone, but didn't answer it.Silence spread on the balcony. He tried his best these days to suppress the loss of control and trance when he saw Jiang Fang again, and made himself act like a normal person who didn't care. In the beginning, he was flustered, bewildered and bewildered.

"Tick tock" a drop of liquid fell to the floor and dissolved in the dragged blood, diluting the crimson.

"He Yuzheng." Jiang Fang stood up with difficulty while supporting the wall, walked to He Yuzheng who was still silent, and said softly, as if deliberately lowering his voice to shorten the distance: "I'm sorry."