Chapter 827, Passion, the Goal of the Supreme Alliance

From his angle.

The boy was looking down and stirring something.

After a while, he asked him, "Brother Mo, I want to use your computer to receive the video data that Feng Yi wants to send."

"Yes." Qin Mo closed the magazine.

Bo Jiu put his phone aside, unlocked it, and the screen was still bright. The mobile page was a photo of the two of them on the bed.

Qin Mo watched the screen slowly darken, and his eyes finally warmed up.

Bo Jiu was a hacker who respected other people's privacy. When he saw that the notebook was locked, he turned his head and looked at Qin Mo first, then unlocked it with an itchy hand, and locked the computer again, and asked, "Brother Mo, what's the password?"

"Mo Jiu, spell it all." When Qin Mo raised his eyes, his eyes were hooked: "You just unlocked it once, didn't remember it?"

Bo Jiu: ... She just unlocked it for fun, and she didn't pay attention to the password.

However, Mo Jiu spelled it all... this password.

The boy paused for a rare moment, and began to tinker with it again, feeling like he was doing something with a stiff upper lip.

Fortunately, it was easy for Bo Jiu to receive a file.

"Is there a battle between foreign teams in this?" Bo Jiu looked at the document annotation, raised his eyebrows slightly, held up the notebook with one hand, and put it on the bed, and sat on it, so that Qin Mo could see it without getting up.

Qin Mo's eyes swept over the game characters in the video: "Japanese team."

It was obviously inappropriate to mention this team now.

Both of them still remembered the scene yesterday.

Fortunately, Qin Mo did not pause on this topic: "Step back and take a look at the operation just now."

Bo Jiu was naturally willing to do more and talk less.

Gradually, the attention of the two people was all focused on the operation analysis.

At the same time.

The Imperial Alliance team was also playing the same video.

After watching it.

The scene was silent.

Feng Yi pushed his glasses and turned off the instrument in his hand.

"Too strong."

Someone couldn't help but speak.

Even Yun Hu didn't refute this argument.

Feng Yi is a fox, whether in business or in meetings: "I let you watch this to make you realize that even if the resurrection match is easy, the national competition finals are never as simple as the resurrection match. You are the last team to qualify. Compared with the Imperial Alliance, each of the other nine teams should not be underestimated, not to mention the Japanese team on the international server. You are far from enough."

Be prepared for danger in times of peace.

This is what Feng Yi wants to tell them.

Feng Shang and Xue Yaoyao looked at each other and clenched their hands.

The stronger the opponent, the more it can stimulate combat effectiveness. This is absolutely true.

After watching the video.

The atmosphere of the Imperial Alliance team has changed.

Those who practice hand speed practice hand speed, and those who study tactics study tactics.

Feng Yi came out of the meeting room with a faint smile.

The club director who was following him was still worried: "Boss Feng, what place do you think we can get this time?"

Feng Yi stopped and said: "I thought Director Zhang always knew the goal of the Imperial Alliance."

Hearing this, Director Zhang was stunned for a moment and smiled bitterly: "Boss Feng seems to be always so confident. You just saw that the opponent is too strong."

"So what?" Feng Yi glanced sideways: "The Imperial Alliance team has always been stronger when facing strong opponents."

Better when facing strong opponents.

When Feng Shang and Xue Yaoyao walked out and heard these four words, their chests were hot.

That's right.

The Imperial Alliance should always be stronger when facing strong opponents.