The regular season was finally over, and the team rankings were stable. The playoffs adopted a bubble match system. Free, the team with the most points in the regular season, would have to wait until half a month before its semi-finals. Zhou Huo and Lao Qiao were soft-hearted again and gave everyone a night off.
When you get home that day, you don't have to train and can do whatever you want.
"Evil, are you okay? I saw you sweating during the game just now." After dinner, Zhou Huo came back to the base and looked at Nolan Shi, feeling a little worried. "The temperature is still so low today, and you were blown by the wind while waiting for the bus. You won't catch a cold, will you?"
"It's okay." Nolan Shi said nonchalantly, "I haven't had a cold in several years."
Two hours later, Nolan Shi touched his burning forehead and thought hard but couldn't understand why he had to do such a bad thing to himself?
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