"I'm not interested in touching your ribs." Su Chen smiled and shook his head, then turned over and lay on his back on the bed, looking at the white ceiling above his head.

Xiaotian is indeed right, the difference between the Asian Games and the professional leagues is indeed huge.

On the one hand, the players shoulder the honor of the entire country. On the other hand, this Jakarta Asian Games also has far-reaching historical significance.

If they lose to the Hanguo team in the first tournament, it is not difficult to imagine that there will be strong reactions from all aspects.

"The main thing is that I don't feel very stable. In YM, I feel like I can play in any game, but here, sometimes I don't know whether I should speak or not..." Xiaotian said hesitantly.

"Are you talking about communicating with Uzi?" Su Chen asked more directly.

"Well, yes, I don't feel dare to talk to him directly." Xiaotian nodded angrily.

His status here is different from Su Chen.

Uzi and the factory director are LPL living fossil level players. For him, they are seniors who need to look up to him. Only Su Chen, who has received full honors this year and has been friends with the two before, can communicate more directly.

But even so, Su Chen knew Uzi's character very well.

He is a player with strong self-esteem and has high demands on himself. It is difficult for him to accept being marginalized in a team.

It's okay on weekdays, but once on the court, Uzi will enter a somewhat paranoid state and is not particularly easy to communicate with.

Will this become a hidden danger in tomorrow's final? Su Chen actually doesn't know whether to communicate with him directly.

He pinched his eyebrows, picked up his phone again, and scrolled through WeChat updates aimlessly.

The prompt sounded. Su Chen looked over and saw a little red dot with a "1" under the "Tom Cat" chat window.

"Good luck in the finals tomorrow." Lin Chu said.

Su Chen's expression softened a little, and he turned over and typed the nine-square grid on the screen.

"You posted it so late? I thought you had forgotten it."

After posting this line, he also opened his emoji collection, and when he was thinking about which one to post, the reply had already popped up.

"So you didn't sleep. I planned to see you only tomorrow morning, so I would be the first person to send you cheers tomorrow. What a pity." A Tom Cat shaking his head emoticon was also posted.

come over.

Su Chen glanced at the bathroom, where Xiaotian was humming a song and taking a shower, so he safely chatted with Lin Chu about some daily life in Jakarta, without mentioning anything about the team.

After Lin Chu listened silently for a while, he suddenly asked: "Are you struggling with something?"

Su Chen was stunned for a moment, then asked: "Why do you say that?"

"It's just intuition. Normally you wouldn't tell me so much. When people don't understand something, they would want to find someone to chat with," Lin Chu said.

Su Chen was silent for a moment, and then said what he was thinking about in a rather vague way.

"I might want to do something radical that I haven't done before, but I'm still not sure..."

"When I was at ym, I felt that this was my own team, and I could take responsibility for winning or losing. But here, I don't know if I should stick to my own approach. After all, the outcome of the Asian Games depends on so many aspects..." Su

Chen said slowly.

After sending this message, Su Chen couldn't help but shook his head.

Perhaps he shouldn't have said these things to others.

The chat interface was quiet. After a while, Lin Chu's reply was sent.

"I believe you will definitely win tomorrow's game, but I hope you will be happy in this process and do what you want to do, just like you told me before, without leaving any regrets."

"Before you win the championship, be yourself first."

Seeing Lin Chu's words, Su Chen was silent for a moment and smiled in relief.

Then he stood up firmly, opened the door and walked out.
Chapter completed!