I heard that the wild area is assigned to [e-sports]

Why can't Nan Yu come on.

Coach Tang couldn't say that.

He looked at Nan Yu hesitantly, and the words stuck in his throat, and he didn't want to say it or not. In the end, he could only sigh to comfort Nan Yu, telling him, "It won't affect the game, don't worry."

Although Nan Yu was puzzled, she just nodded and said, "Okay."

"Fang Bei," Coach Tang called Fang Bei again, "You go to the training match."

Fang Bei looked at Coach Tang and then at Nan Yu, frowned slightly, but there was no other reaction. He sat back in his seat and logged in to the game. Nan Yu sat beside him and watched.

Minutes before the game, the training room was eerily quiet.

Even the BP session was a little more depressing than usual, and the analyst was quite helpless. He patted Coach Tang on the shoulder and said in a low voice, "If you persuade them more, I won't be here to get in the way."

After finishing speaking, he quit the trainer and closed the door intimately.

Usually, the manager would come to watch during the training games, but I guess he was busy today, so he didn't come.

There were only seven of them in Nuo Da's training room, and no one spoke. The sound of the mouse and keyboard was particularly prominent, and the whole room became dull.

Coach Tang still sighed, and before the game started, he pulled a stool and sat behind Fang Bei and Nan Yu, and lowered his voice, "I can't do anything about it, the higher-ups have spoken."

Fang Bei paused for a while while holding the mouse, and sneered.

Coach Tang continued, "Do you know why the training match was brought forward? It was the manager who took the initiative to contact them."

Fang Bei is a smart person, he already understood without coach Tang explaining.

The so-called top is actually the management.

Most likely because his fans on Weibo couldn't control it, they came up with such a way to fool him.

It's just a show.

"I shouldn't have told you these things, but I also came from a professional player, and I know that if I don't say it clearly, it will affect the performance of the entire team." Coach Tang smiled bitterly, "The management doesn't know what kind of stimulation it is. , keep putting pressure on the team, let us find a way to appease your fans, there is no way, the manager discussed with them and came up with such a compromise method for the training match."

The so-called method is to let one of Tepco's players intentionally leave a record before the end of the training game, and then the CO will find some sailors to post the screenshots of the training game to Weibo Tieba and other places, and then create two fan accounts to publicize Let's just say that Nanyu didn't even play in the joint training league, and Fang Bei must be the starter in the playoffs.

Although the method is stinky, it is also the biggest concession that the management is willing to make.

After finishing speaking, Coach Tang was silent for a while. Seeing that they still didn't respond, he sighed again, "Don't be too dissatisfied with the club, they also have difficulties... If you want to have the right to speak for yourself, give them good results look."

After speaking, he patted Nan Yu again, and said softly, "I just wronged you recently."

Nan Yu was taken aback, then shook her head, "I'm fine, thank you coach."

"Well, I know you are the most reassuring." Coach Tang smiled, stood up and clapped his hands, and raised his voice, "Okay, let's talk about it later, let me win the training game now, do you hear me?" ?”

Fang Bei turned his head to look at Nan Yu and saw him quietly looking at his game interface, so he raised the corners of his mouth and said with a smile, "I heard—"

Perhaps because of the concern that the first training game would leave a record, TEPCO chose a very conventional lineup. From the perspective of the team, the two sides are already on the same strength, but the CO state of the winning streak is better. After 40 minutes of fierce fighting, they won the game without any risk.

The second one was far beyond their expectations.

TEPCO took a slant on the BP and chose a pure output lineup without a front row. Even the support is a crispy hero with output ability.

While recording something in the notebook, Coach Tang asked them, "Have you encountered the hero Zyra in ranked recently?"

Jiang Jiayi was originally a support player, but he shook his head and clicked the mouse on the frame of Zyra's avatar on the opposite side, "No, this hero hasn't appeared in a year or two, right? Nobody usually uses this in ranking. , Even if it is strengthened, if you choose this one, you will be scolded to death by the passer-by AD."

"Strengthened?" Song Lian also pays attention to Zyra. They actually hate the support heroes who have such explosive output on the opposite side. Not only can they consume online, but sometimes there will be support heroes who can kill AD solo in the early stage. Condition.

"Yes, isn't it the 17.7 version? I took a look, and there is a Zyra in the support. The base damage of the E skill is higher, and the CD is shortened, but I feel that it is still not very useful in the arena."

Coach Tang looked at Jiela thoughtfully, and added a few more strokes in the notebook, "Okay, let's play seriously, the opponent's lineup is difficult to drag to the late stage, and the front will definitely move too much, Fang Bei, pay attention to the opponent's fight." Wild movements, save the road."

"Ah."

TEPCO's BP really has something. It brought a lot of trouble to the CO in the early and mid-game. Under Fang Bei's special care, Song Lian could not avoid the fate of being flash-killed as soon as the team started, so he had to force it. Avoid fighting and fighting, and try to drag back.

"Can you do it? I wish I could die twice?" Fang Bei teased.

Song Lian stared at a pair of dead fish eyes with nothing to love, "Come on, let's try another hero."

Jiang Jiayi is also very irritable, and has a bad premonition, "Why does my right eyelid keep twitching? Could it be that I'm going back to the version where AD died?"

"Shut up." Song Lian was speechless, "Can you hope for something better?"

"It doesn't make sense," Jiang Jiayi complained, "Is it okay for you to die every day? Don't you have to protect you like your grandson?"

Song Lian didn't want to talk to him, so he rolled his big eyes.

As a result, within a few minutes, the poor ADC fell to the ground and watched a black and white movie.

Song Lian: "..."

Nan Yu has been observing Fang Bei's jungle perspective.

This time, no one on both sides chose AD to play the jungle, so there were many collisions in the jungle in the early stage. Fang Bei personally took the lead in the jungle due to his personal skills. The mid laner Moran also quickly supported him. Their linkage between the middle and the wild has always been Very well, even Jiang Jiayi often wanders over to help.

But Nan Yu himself prefers to make troubles in the upper half of the field. Among them, the Ueno almost walked sideways throughout the spring regular season, which is also an important reason why the economy was able to take the lead 15 minutes before the CO.

When Fang Bei entered the game state, it was different from his usual one. He was very quiet, and he would only speak to communicate when necessary. Occasionally, he would joke when the wind was strong, but most of the time he was quietly doing his own thing.

In fact, many teams used to have some minor problems during the game. For example, everyone has their own ideas, and they are all in command. When it comes to team fights, they talk at the same time. It is easy to make people dizzy. There is a situation where the purpose is not clear. In recent years, the clubs have focused on cultivating conductors, and this situation has improved.

Fang Bei used to be the commander of the CO, and he had to take care of San Lu by himself and take care of the opponent's jungle activities, but after Jiang Jiayi came, he had a leisurely time, handed over the command to Jiang Jiayi, and only occasionally offered suggestions. .

Looking at Nan Yu, he frowned.

It's not because of Fang Bei, the problem is still with the opposing lineup, even if the CO team loses one of the C positions in seconds, the remaining four still have enough output, but the CO's main skills are almost used up , even if the team was successful in starting the team first, they were still beaten one by one for three, and lost the dragon, and suffered a blood loss.

"Tsk." As soon as Fang Bei was revived, he rushed out of the spring water, and made a good view of the ancient dragon, avoiding the direct opposite of the Shuanglonghui.

Although he struggled for a long time in the second game, he was finally taken away by the opponent after Song Lian died again.

But Song Lian can't be blamed entirely, after all, he is a very fragile ADC and has no life-saving skills, so there is nothing he can do if he is targeted by the opponent.

After finishing the three training games, CO2:1 won TEPCO, but it does feel more difficult than when we played TEPCO in the regular season. If we meet in the playoffs, we need to be more careful.

Fang Bei was still angry, and when he slept at night, he hugged Nan Yu and complained, saying that I really want to come out now, and if I want to scold, I will scold us together.

Nan Yu looked at him warily, "No."

Fang Bei pinched his nose, annoyed, "You can't do it if you say no, then how embarrassing am I?"

Nan Yu felt uncomfortably pinched by him, she shrank back a bit, speaking in a nasal voice, "I need to clean the toilet."

"Then you have to sweep with me," Fang Bei said.

Nan Yu made up the image of the two of them wearing team uniforms cleaning the toilets in the competition venue, followed by a group of onlookers taking pictures, and shivered, "...Is it okay?"

In the end, the toilet was still not cleaned.

Because Fang Bei was rarely quiet for the entire offseason, and he didn't make any troubles again, and he continued to train in a regular manner until the day before the game.

The manager found it strange, and joked, "Is the sun coming out from the west?"

Fang Bei was very indifferent, "Don't look at me, my Weibo has been uninstalled for more than a week."

The manager nodded again and again, "Uninstall it, you should also uninstall it, and the post bar will also be uninstalled together, in case we meet again in the playoffs... Bah, bah, bah, I didn't say anything, anyway, I will uninstall everything if I can." Well, the rhythm of the playoffs will only be more or less than the regular season, so watch them less, so as not to affect your mentality."

While playing the game, Fang Bei pretended to be nonchalant about the manager's words, "What's going on in the playoffs, shall we still play the rotation?"

"Of course..." The manager suddenly got stuck in the middle of the sentence, coughed and said, "I'm not responsible for who you play, you must follow the arrangement of the coaching staff."

"So Nan Yu can still go?" Fang Bei asked.

The manager smiled twice with sloppy eyes, and went out with his hands behind his back.

Fang Bei put down the mouse lightly, visibly unhappy.

Nan Yu's own game was about to pick up the group, and she couldn't talk to Fang Bei immediately, so she had to finish the group as soon as possible, and then approached Fang Bei when she had time to return to the city, and said in a low voice, "Brother, don't be angry."

Fang Bei frowned, "If you don't play well, let alone them, I can hold you to watch the water dispenser, but of course I'm not happy to not let you play because of such crap. "

Nan Yu also frowned, and thought that Coach Tang had told him before that it would not affect the game, so she felt relieved and comforted, "It won't."

"It's better not." Fang Bei snorted coldly.

In the manager's office, Coach Tang lost his temper rarely.

"Why do they disagree?!" Coach Tang shouted, almost slapping the notebook in his hand on the table.

The manager sat on the edge of the table and sighed, clasped his hands in front of his legs, and looked at Tang him helplessly, "I've communicated with them, but it's useless, and they still have to threaten me with sponsors, shit..."

"The management interferes with the arrangement of the coaching staff, and it is a joke to say it!"

"Don't worry, there are two days left before the competition, I'll try to communicate again."

"How can I not be in a hurry." Coach Tang rubbed his temples, "Manager, don't you understand if they don't understand? At this juncture, let me tell them that Nan Yu will not play in the playoffs, do you think it's appropriate? "

Coach Tang laughed at himself, "They are businessmen who only care about the interests of the club, but we have to look at the dreams of those kids in the team."

"I understand what you said, but..."

Before he finished speaking, the landline beside him started beeping.

The manager smiled wryly, pressed one hand on the landline, and almost couldn't help but hang up directly, "Here it is again, the third call today."

Coach Tang stood up suddenly, walked to the manager, gritted his teeth and said, "I'll pick it up."

"Don't quarrel with them again." The manager was not at ease.

Coach Tang took a deep breath and tried to calm down his tone, "I have only one attitude, it is impossible for Nan Yu not to play."

The author has something to say: Ding—a belated update!