Chapter 152: Wei Xiao, can you stop messing around! (2/2)

Chen Feng: “……”

Wei Xiao: “I promised the captain that we’d take first place.”

Chen Feng said euphemistically, “But there’s no need to feel too much pressure about it.”

Wei Xiao said earnestly, “Coach, I don’t feel any pressure.”

Chen Feng: “…………”

At the end of the day, Coach Chen wasn’t a counselor nor was he like Teacher Yuan who’d read seven or eight psychology books, so…

He lost the battle.

Forget it, he’d leave this kind of thing to the professionals. Tomorrow just so happened to be their physiotherapy day, and he’d just have their psychological counselor come in to help the four little ones with any emotional problems at the same time.

When the counseling was over, Chen Feng received the players’ reports and had serious doubts about the psychological counselor’s abilities.

That was it?

That was it?!

Wei Xiao’s psychological state––’Excellent’, in capital letters.

He was even more ‘excellent’ than Bai Cai or Tang Chen, who were both supposed to be the most stable.

Chen Feng became even more worried. Could it be that Wei Little Xiao had hidden himself that deeply?

Was he able to keep it hidden even in front of a senior psychological counselor?

Chen Feng hesitated over calling Lu Feng about it: Coax your little lover, he’s so stressed that his mentality is about to collapse!

However, Chen Feng ultimately didn’t make this call. Lu Feng was far away in North America, and peace of mind was the most important thing when it came to treatment. He shouldn’t disturb him with this matter.

Besides, Wei Xiao’s state hadn’t yet reached that point.

There wasn’t much of a difference between FTW taking first place or second place in the group. They would still be able to enter the winners group in the playoffs.

Since he couldn’t call Lu Feng about it, Chen Feng focused on Bai Cai instead.

As Wei Xiao’s best friend, Bai Cai may be able to get him to open up his heart.

Chen Feng sought out Brother Cai for a private chat, which made Brother Cai incredibly nervous.

As FTW’s number one zen brother, Bai Cai had almost never entered this ‘little dark room’––the private conversation room.

He was surprised to be called in by the coach, and Bai Cai’s legs were a little soft: What was going on? Had his slacker ways of leeching points in the ranking matches been discovered? Or had he been too wasteful lately? It couldn’t be because his identity as the Gossip Emperor had been discovered, right?!

Brother Cai cowered.

Chen Feng tapped on the table, and Bai Cai sat down.

Chen Feng sighed.

Bai Cai: “!”

Chen Feng: “When you have a chance, try to talk to Wei Xiao and tell him not to put too much pressure on himself.”

Bai Cai was stunned for a moment.

Chen Feng continued, “Wei Xiao doesn’t have it easy. This regular season has been very tense, and he shouldn’t be so nervous now that it’s about to end. FTW won’t fall out of the winners group…”

Chen Feng spoke seriously, starting from the start of the regular season until now. He spoke about each game, each match, and his speech was very emotional.

This cub, Wei Xiao, was very good.

After holding it together for so long, it was time for him to relax.

Chen Feng hoped that he could put down his burdens and enjoy the last few games.

Seeing that Bai Cai didn’t show any response after he’d spoken so much, Chen Feng looked at him. “Do you understand?”

Bai Cai: “…………”

Chen Feng summarized it, “I know that the two of you have a good relationship. Please help advise him.”

Bai Cai’s lips were twitching hard enough to fly up to the sky.

Chen Feng: “It’s not a problem, right?”

Bai Cai was expressionless, “No problem.”

When Bai Cai came out of the little dark room, he just wanted to find a tree hollow and roar into it––to hell with pressure, to hell with his mentality, to hell with his burdens!

That beast was clearly proudly in love and frustrated on the battlefield!

Was Wei Xiao under pressure? Had his mentality collapsed? Was he physically and mentally tired out?

Bai Cai: “Ha ha.”

All of that was bullshit!

That brat felt no pressure, his mentality was too good, and his shoulders felt too light. He was totally floating!

Bai Cai sniped at him, “Where’s your nine light arcs? How long has it been since you brushed them out?!”

When it came to this… Wei Xiao was worried about it too, “I’m practicing…”

Bai Cai: “So can you do it yet?”

Wei Xiao sighed, “No.”

Ever since Bai Cai learned about his relationship, he’d also understood the mystery behind his nine light arcs.

Wei Xiao had brushed it out for the first time when he learned about his captain’s shoulder. Later, he was able to brush it out because the captain had almost given up on treatment. Now…

Bai Cai scolded him, “Can you f*cking stop messing around!”

Wei Xiao was very ashamed. “There’s good news from the captain every day, I can’t help it.” The check-up reports from the past two weeks were so beautiful that Wei Xiao wanted to mount them up at the head of his bed.

Brother Cai: “……………………”

The final game in the last week was FTW against RR, and they would be fighting over who would win first place in the group for Group A.

At the same time, Lu Feng had also gotten approval from the doctor. He was allowed to touch the mouse and log into Glory.

His physiotherapy wasn’t over yet, but he could try and get a feel for the game again.

He hadn’t shared this news with Wei Xiao yet when another piece of news sent Close up into the hot search.

Glory’s big brawl mode would be launched in three days, and the new competition system for the single player competition would also be announced then. The global competition committee sincerely invited 16 star players to participate in the opening match.

This stunt that they pulled for the opening kick-off game was very exaggerated.

All 16 players were famous god-level players. The former Team of Gods and current up-and-coming stars were all invited. The list of names that was released almost blew up the entire Glory circle.

Yan Jiang, Xie He, Kim Sung-hyun, Yuan Ze… and Close.

Old fans of the Team of Gods cried so hard their eyes were blurred.

The rules for this chaotic brawl competition were very interesting. Not only had they invited star players, they’d also selected 20 top anchors from each competition zone, top passer-by kings from the international servers, and even fans who’d won a lottery.

It would be a 100 person brawl, and the one still standing at the end would be the real king!