In the gym, Zhou Yi put on the baby sandbag that Guo Nu lent him and ran on the treadmill.

Guo Nu was on a treadmill next to him and ran with Zhou Yi.

Yang Muge looked at the two people and asked Sun Pan: "Don't you run away?"

"Why am I running? Isn't it me who is exhausted?" Sun Pan spread his hands and curled his lips. "Besides, I am the goalkeeper, what do I need to do with such a high physical ability?"

"Just be accompaniment to Zhou Yi." Yang Muge advised.

Sun Pan shook his head like a rattle: "No!"

Seeing that Sun Pan was determined this time, Yang Muge took the treadmill on the other side of Zhou Yi and ran with Zhou Yi, but the speed he set was not fast, just jogging. It was completely different from the running speed of Guo Nu.

When Sun Pan saw that all three of them were on the machine, he did not stay, but instead put his hands behind his head, whistled and turned around and left!

"Damn!" Zhou Yi said angrily when he saw Sun Pan leave, "This kid is really not interesting enough! Damn it!"

Guo Nu reminded Zhou Yi next to him: "Run, run, don't shout loudly when running, small, be careful of shadows, affect the rhythm, messy, and the breath is messy..."

Zhou Yi turned his head to look at Guo Nu, and opened his mouth wide in surprise: "This has a great impact. As soon as he opened his mouth, his breath became messy..."

"I, I, I...I am stuttering!" Guo Nu blushed.

"Ah...uh, sorry, sorry..." Zhou Yi quickly apologized.

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Just as the three of them were running on the treadmill, Sun Pan, wearing slippers in the hotel room, walked with eight-character steps, "pinching" a small ceramic cup, and reappeared in the gym. Because the cup was small and his hands were big, he clamped the cup handle with his fingers and thumb, which looked similar to pinching the cup.

There was still heat in the cup. Sun Pan walked to Zhou Yi, sniffed hard, and exclaimed: "The coffee in this hotel is really good, it smells good!"

Zhou Yi turned his head and looked at him without saying a word.

After smelling it, Sun Pan took another sip, then smacked his lips and sniffed: "Well—this is the smell!"

Zhou Yi's breathing had become thicker, but when he saw Sun Pan's behavior, he couldn't help but complain, panting: "You, are you drinking...Kang, Master Kang braised beef noodle soup!"

After he said this, Sun Pan couldn't pretend anymore. He looked down at the coffee in the cup, as if he really smelled the braised beef noodles.

This is really a savory word...

He rolled his eyes, then ate the noodle soup left in the cup in one breath... No, he drank all the coffee.

Then he looked at Zhou Yi who was panting on the treadmill and laughed happily: "Retribution, retribution. When you were drinking coffee leisurely on the sofa, we must have never thought that you would have today, Zhou Yi!"

Only then did Yang Muge understand why Sun Pan didn't stay with them just now, but insisted on leaving. He was going back to make coffee to take revenge on Zhou Yi!

Next, Sun Pan sat on the ground and "appreciated" Zhou Yi's running posture while he was breathless on the treadmill.

After running for about thirty minutes, Zhou Yi began to feel a little unable to hold on. His breath was heavy and messy, and he lowered his head as if he could collapse to the ground at any time.

Originally, I just finished a game today and my physical fitness was almost exhausted. Now I'm running on the treadmill for 40 minutes. I was really tired, and the other legs were still tied with heavy sandbags, which made Zhou Yi feel that he was clearly on the treadmill, but he seemed to be running on the beach. Every time he lifted his legs, it seemed to exhaust all the strength he had on his body.

Zhou Yi held the handrails on both sides with his hands, and finally did not fall down to support his body. His legs were carried by the treadmill and continued to run. He wailed in his mouth: "No, no, no, no!"

"Men can't say no!" Sun Pan sneered beside him, "Continue! You gave up in just 40 minutes, how can you be a professional player!"

Hearing Sun Pan say this, Zhou Yi gritted his teeth and released the handrail and continued to run.

Ten minutes later, Zhou Yi's steps became messy again, and he had to continue holding the handrail.

"No, no...no!"

"You have the strength to howl, why can't you do it? Keep running! How can you hold on to a ninety-minute game with your strength? If you still want to be replaced only at halftime, then you can get off!"

"Damn..." Zhou Yi was exhausted and had no strength to scold Sun Pan. He felt that Sun Pan must be taking the plane to retaliate against him and insisted on special training in his room.

But Sun Pan's words were like a **, which accurately hit Zhou Yi's heart.

With a bang, it exploded in his heart, causing his heart to be bloody and bloody.

The feeling of sitting on the bench during the day was blown up again.

He also played the bench, but he had played the bench for four games before, which was completely different from the bench in this half.

It’s obvious that we don’t have to lose so badly, maybe we can still score goals, and we can score more than one.

But all of this disappeared as I was replaced during the halftime break and became a "if" - if I hadn't been replaced at the beginning, the game might have developed so much.

Zhou Yi felt that he felt good after changing to the midfield. Head coach Hao Dong said it well. He was more suitable for playing in the midfield. He also fell in love with the kind of organizational offense. He sorted out his teammates in order, used passing and running positions to mobilize the opponent's defense, and then found a gap and a fatal feeling of one pass.

But all of this was restricted by his physical strength.

If you can't run, no matter how far you see, it's just a matter of talking about it.

Every time I get replaced during halftime, or is he satisfied with being a super substitute?

Super substitutes are worthy of respect. For example, Solskjaer, whose final hit from the bench in the 1999 Champions League final has become an eternal classic.

But Zhou Yi is unwilling to be just a super substitute. Since he has such ability and gold fingers, he is just a super substitute. Isn’t it too inferior?

Physical energy, physical energy, physical energy!

I want to have the ability to support me in running for ninety minutes!

Thinking of this, Zhou Yi suddenly used force when he grabbed the handrail of the treadmill, and then he raised his head and shouted, "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Then he let go of his hand and ran wildly on the treadmill.

Zhou Yi's crazy look scared all the three people around him. Yang Muge even forgot to run and almost staggered by the treadmill.

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Sun Pan, Yang Muge and Guo Nu squatted into a triangle, and in the middle was Zhou Yi lying on the ground with all the backs.

Zhou Yi fell to the ground after getting off the treadmill, which scared the three of them. Fortunately, the carpet was laid in the hotel gym, and it didn't hurt even if it fell down.

"Die or faint?" Sun Pan asked.

"It's just... I'm too tired, I'm asleep, right?" Guo Nu guessed nervously.

Yang Muge bent down and listened to Zhou Yi's nose, then said, "I fell asleep, I heard him snoring, very mild."

Guo Nu then breathed a sigh of relief, and then became worried: "How can I get him back?"

Yang Muge pointed at Sun Pan: "Sun Pan, please carry Zhou Yi back."

"Ah? Why is it me?" Sun Pan was not happy.

"Who told you to keep trying to stab him?"

"Go, if it weren't for my spur, he would have given up half an hour ago!" Sun Pan said this, but he leaned down and pulled Zhou Yi up, "You two, come and help!"

Yang Muge and Guo Nu pushed Zhou Yi onto Sun Pan's back. Sun Pan stood up and walked out with Zhou Yi on his back. Guo Nu and Yang Muge were two of them, one left and one right, holding Zhou Yi behind, for fear that he would slide down.

"Ah, my whole body is watery, my clothes are so disgusting! My clothes are also useless!" Sun Pan, who was carrying Zhou Yi, couldn't help complaining on his mouth. He added force to stabilize Zhou Yi, which was sliding down, and the muscles on his arms bulged.

And behind them, where Zhou Yi was originally lying, there was a dark human-shaped trace on the light-colored carpet.

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He Ying was reading a book in the room when a knock on the door suddenly sounded, which surprised him.

Because few people come to visit his door. If it is Zhou Yi, he has a room card himself and just swipe the card to enter the door, so he doesn't have to knock on the door at all.

Although strange, He Ying put down the book and got up to open the door.

As soon as I opened the door, I saw Sun Pan's tall body blocking the door, and blue veins were rising on his face.

Seeing that He Ying was stunned after opening the door, he shouted loudly: "Give it up!"

After saying that, he squeezed away He Ying and rushed into the room. He Ying flashed and saw that there was another person behind Sun Pan...

It was his roommate Zhou Yi.

There were also two people following Guo Nu and Yang Muge. Yang Muge saw He Ying who was giving way sideways and nodding at him with a smile, saying hello.

Sun Pan threw Zhou Yi on Simmons' bed and then let out a long sigh: "This kid slept as heavily as a dead pig, and didn't use any force at all, so I was so tired! Okay, go back to sleep!"

After saying that, he turned around and walked out without even looking at He Ying or greeting him.

"Are you sure you can fall asleep, Sun Pan?" Yang Muge walked out behind his butt and asked at the same time.

"What's wrong?"

"Didn't you have a cup of coffee before?"

"Uh? Damn! Lock down!" Sun Pan suddenly shouted, "Damn, I'm just stimulating that boy, I forgot this!"

"If you can't sleep, try not to disturb me."

"Then you have to lend me your PSP to play!"

"Okay..." Yang Muge sighed.

Guo Nu glanced at Zhou Yi and ran out, but he had not forgotten to close the door for He Ying.

He Ying didn't react at all. What was going on? Suddenly, knocking on the door sounded, and suddenly Sun Pan rushed in with Zhou Yi on his back, suddenly put Zhou Yi on the bed, and then the three people suddenly left... He Ying didn't even understand the conversation between them.

He turned around and looked at Zhou Yi who was sleeping soundly on the bed.

Although Zhou Yi came back very late every night before, he was at least he jumped back alive. Why did he have to carry it back this time?

If he hadn't been sleeping soundly, He Ying would really think he was going out to fight with someone...
To be continued...