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The group found a hotel in South Korea to stay, and then had a one-week training match in South Korea.

The object of training is naturally the teams that are nominated for S6 in the other major competition areas.

Undoubtedly, HIT, as the only team that has won a season, has definitely faced the most challenges.

But without exception, the teams facing them all came with their heads high and fled.

However, with the continuous replacement of versions, the growth of the rest of the team, and their research on HIT, is also constantly deepening.

In the later contests, although HIT also won, it was more difficult.

This is not bad news for HIT.

Because of the motivation to be chased, Zhang Huan can make timely adjustments according to the changes and targets of the remaining teams.

Just like the original IG almost turned HIT, but later HIT found a way to crack it, and eventually became more ferocious.

This training camp can actually be seen by a discerning person. It is a training for HIT.

Because they are too strong now that no one can match, the official fist team held this invitation training camp in order to prevent the game from becoming the home of HIT.

The purpose is to let the other big teams have a deeper understanding of HIT before the game.

Fighting requires communication. If you lose and I win, then there is a gimmick.

If all the teams are crushed by HIT all the way and directly defeated, then what is the suspense and spectacle, won't you just give them a championship award?

After a week of training, each team has a more accurate understanding of HIT. At least, in their hearts, they already have a preliminary confrontation plan.

For HIT, other teams are in their eyes, that is not the case!

The highest glory of this world competition, HIT is determined to win!

...

After the training camp, HIT's team did not return to China, but arrived in San Francisco, USA by plane. The time came to September 26, three days before the opening of the S6 World Championship.

Accommodation is officially arranged by Fist. It is a well-decorated four-star hotel, not far from the Wrigham Municipal Auditorium in San Francisco, and not much worse than domestic five-star hotels.

After a day of rest, on the 28th, at 9 am New York time, HIT's boss Zheng Hong and head coach Deng Haoran arrived in San Francisco by plane and checked into the hotel.

At ten o'clock, Zhang Huan brought a group of HIT team members to the Municipal Auditorium, and in accordance with the official requirements of the fist, took the pre-match promotional video.

The content is very simple, just show off the expression, do a few simple actions, and it's done.

Because Zhang Huan is proficient in English, communication is very simple, and the shooting process is relatively smooth. At one o'clock in the afternoon, the group returned to the hotel.

At this time, Zheng Hong slept, came out of the house, and just met Zhang Huan, and asked Xiang Zhang Huan, "How is the shooting?"

"It's done, it's easy!" Zhang Huan replied.

"Well, by the way, have you eaten lunch?"

"Not yet!" Zhang Huan shook his head.

Jiang Xiaotian curled his lips on the side and said, "Boss, it's okay to eat foreign food occasionally. If you eat too much, you don't have the energy. The steak here is not delicious. It is our Chinese braised pork."

Liang Cong said: "I can't get used to American food either."

Zheng Hong laughed and pointed at Jiang Xiaotian, "You two bastards, you want to kill me, right? No problem, let's go. I saw a Chinese restaurant when I came just now. Let's go have a taste."

"Okay, thank you boss!"

The group of people walked out of the hotel inviting them, but at this time, Ding Sisi seemed to be in a bad state, holding her abdomen with one hand, and looking a little ugly.

Zhang Huan walked over and frowned and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Ding Sisi shook his head, her face a little distorted, "Captain, I'm fine, you go first, I'll come later."

At this time, the others also discovered Ding Sisi's abnormality and cast a worried look.

After thinking for a moment, Zhang Huan asked Zheng Hong and the others to go first. Seeing this, the others didn't stay here much, but told them to come quickly, and then took a step forward.

Ding Sisi seemed to feel a little unbearable in pain. After Zheng Hong and his party disappeared, his body bent down.

Upon seeing this, Zhang Huan immediately went to support her, "Do you feel sick in your stomach?"

"Well, it hurts!" Ding Sisi nodded.

"Is the eldest aunt here?" Zhang Huan blurted out, telling the cause.

Ding Sisi's face was flushed, and he didn't respond specifically, and he said yes.

"I'll help you go back to the room for a break first." Zhang Huan thought for a while, and Ding Sisi couldn't go out to eat in this situation.

"Okay!" She nodded and did not refuse, but her body seemed to be really hurting, so as soon as she moved her footsteps, she whispered, frowned and looked a little sad.

"Can't move?"

"Well, it hurts when I move it!"

Hearing this, Zhang Huan took a closer look at her and saw that she didn't look like a lie. He sighed, stretched out his arm, hugged her up, and walked quickly to her room.

Being held in Zhang Huan's arms, Ding Sisi didn't mean to refuse, except that his flushed face became even hotter.

Entering the room, Zhang Huan took the door to the room and carefully put her on the bed, "How do you feel now?"

"It still hurts!" Tears flashed in her eyes, obviously really uncomfortable.

"Then you endure it for a while, I'll go out and buy you some medicine."

"Ok!"

Reluctantly, Zhang Huan could only leave Ding Sisi’s room quickly, went out of the hotel to a pharmacy, bought medicines for dysmenorrhea, and returned to the hotel.

After feeding her the medicine, Zhang Huan felt hungry. He said, "I haven't eaten lunch yet. You are hungry too. I'll go out and buy you something to eat."

With that said, he was about to leave.

But the next second, Ding Sisi suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed his wrist.

Zhang Huan was a little surprised. He turned his head and glanced at her suspiciously, and asked, "What's wrong, are you hurting again?"

Ding Sisi shook his head, bit his lip and said, "Zhang Huan, can we sit down and talk."

Before he was called the captain, but now he called his name directly, Zhang Huan felt a strange atmosphere lingering, and he suddenly grew big.

Ding Sisi came to HIT, he naturally knew what abacus she was playing.

In the past, I thought that the fate with her was gone, but now it seems that it has just begun.

"Of course, no problem!" Helpless, Zhang Huan could only sit on the head of her bed.

Glancing at him, Ding Sisi's pupils flashed an inexplicable joy, and then he twisted and asked: "You... Zheng Qing is now your girlfriend, right?"

"Yeah, why are you asking about this?" Zhang Huan nodded, then asked back.

"Nothing is just a little curious." Ding Sisi said.

"Haha!" Zhang Huan smiled.

At this time, Ding Sisi suddenly said, "I heard Xinyi say that she is also your girlfriend?"

"Uh..." Zhang Huan's smile stopped abruptly, and his expression became a little uncomfortable, and said: "How do you know about this, do you know Xinyi?"

Ding Sisi nodded: "I met her during the qualifying. We are now good best friends."

Speaking, Ding Sisi smiled and continued: "If you step on two boats, will they agree?"

"Let's not discuss this issue, will you succeed?" Zhang Huan didn't want to struggle with this.

"Suddenly I feel that you are so troublesome!" Ding Sisi said, "Your image in my mind has changed, bend!"

"It's twisting, don't use the word bending." Zhang Huan corrected, and he accepted Ding Sisi's comment frankly.

"At the beginning... when I was in Jiangcheng, thank you!"

Zhang Huan waved his hand and said, "You have said this many times, really don't need it, everyone is a friend."

"Yes, everyone is friends!" Ding Sisi said, "Are we good friends?"

"Of course!" Zhang Huan replied without hesitation.

"Do you like them both?" Ding Sisi suddenly returned to the topic just now.

"What are you asking this for?"

"No, just curiosity."

"I like it all!" Zhang Huan replied honestly.

"You are so sweet!"

"It's kind of!" Zhang Huan smiled: "So you don't want to find a boyfriend like me in the future."

"That's right, other people are not as special as you." Ding Sisi didn't say anything afterwards.

...

In this way, the two chatted for a long time, and it was not until Zheng Hong and the others came back from the meal that Zhang Huan left her room.