Who says therapists can't carry the whole game [Esports]

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Have the ability to compare?

On the other side, Gu Yanheng looked at the question mark in the dialog box, thinking that the other party thought he was a liar, so he typed quickly:

"We are indeed a VK team. In this online battle, your operational awareness and judgment execution ability are quite outstanding. If you have this intention, you can..."

"Yanheng!"

Just as Gu Yanheng was considering his reply, suddenly Ning Zhi hurried into the training room and patted him on the shoulder.

"I came here just after seeing the end of the game on my mobile phone. How is it? Did you find something suitable?"

While talking, Ning Zhi looked at Gu Yanheng's computer screen, and saw his dialog box all at once.

"Consciousness is quite outstanding... Hey, it seems that he does have something for you to give such a high evaluation."

"Well," Gu Yanheng nodded and continued typing, "The operation is very unique, and it is really rare to have other judgments integrated in the therapist's consciousness."

He typed the last word of the entire sentence, and when he was about to click send, a message from the other side suddenly made his fingertips avoid the keyboard abruptly.

"I'm a therapist for PAC."

Gu Yanheng stared at this sentence for a full three seconds, then decisively pressed the delete button, deleted all the words, and exited the chat box neatly.

"Ah, haha, ha," Ning Zhi silently took a step back, and said in embarrassment, "It's really a fate."

As soon as the words fell, Gu Yanheng suddenly raised his head and met his eyes. At that moment, Ning Zhi felt his hairs stand on end.

He quickly made a zipper movement around his mouth, turned around and was about to leave the training room, but before he could take a few steps, the people behind him stopped him: "Wait a minute."

Gu Yanheng opened the list of all the serial numbers for the 3v3 online battle, waved to Ning Zhi, and signaled him to come over.

"Go and contact this person." Gu Yanheng clicked on the id of tracking 31, "His sniper skills are good, he is a good seed, you go and ask him if he is interested in becoming a professional."

"Ask what the sniper is doing, isn't there one in our team..."

In the middle of Ning Zhi's words, he suddenly thought of something, quickly changed his tone, and agreed: "Okay, I will contact him now and ask if I can come to the trial training, and I will give you a message later."

"Okay." Seeing that Ning Zhi agreed, Gu Yanheng got up and left the training room.

The 3v3 online competition has attracted much attention over the years, and this year is no exception. As soon as the full video of the official game is released, the comments under the reposted videos start to rise.

[It's not in vain I've been staying in front of the computer, the full video is finally out! 】

[That matchup with the sniper was too cool, that skill, on the 23rd, it looked like Gu Shen! 】

[This year's Gu Shen is still playing steadily, as long as he makes a move, he will definitely be recognized. 】

[No, don't you pay attention to the healers on the same team as Horizon?It's too good for a therapist to have such awareness and operation skills! 】

【You in front are not alone!And judging from his operation, he doesn't look like the familiar people in the professional team. It seems that he should be a dark horse! 】

[At this time, it is estimated that some teams are already contacting him. Does this mean that we may see him in this year's Spring Split! 】

[I don't know which team can sign him, it will definitely be a variable. 】

[Wait a minute, wait a minute, don’t you guys think that the two guys who fought with Horizon and the others at the end of the game are also very powerful? To be honest, watching Horizon games in the past few years, I am the only one who can save people from his hands I can count them. 】

[Brother in front, I think so too, the sniper was able to kill two people under Horizon's nose, indeed he had two brushes. 】

The heated discussions continued, and the popularity of the competition continued to rise. It didn't take long for it to reach the top of the hot search list.

But all of this is irrelevant to Ji Ling.

After he forwarded the contact information of the therapist he had just obtained to Feng Yuan, it didn't take long before Feng Yuan took a stack of materials and walked to Ji Ling and sat down.

"Look, this is the healer at the end of today's game. My God, it's really tiring to go to track the alliance."

As he said that, Feng Yuan bent down and poured himself a large cup of wolfberry tea, and drank it all in two or three sips.

Ji Ling picked up the information and glanced briefly at it. When he finally turned his attention to the basic information, he subconsciously raised his eyebrows.

"A 17-year-old kid, he looks pretty good, but he's a little skinny. Basic pistols, flashbangs, and blood recovery agents are best at assisting offense and are flexible in operation."

The file was closed with a snap, Ji Ling put it on the table, looked at Feng Yuan and said, "It's indeed similar to my judgment, it's a good seedling, has anyone got in touch?"

"We got in touch," Feng Yuan patted his head and wiped the sweat off his forehead, "That kid does have the intention of playing professionally. I also told him about our team, and he agreed. He will be able to come around tomorrow." check in."

"It's fast enough," Ji Ling said with a surprised expression, and smiled, "But that's also good, the earlier you come, the easier it will be for you to get used to it."

Unfortunately, the ideal is always beautiful, but the reality is often skinny.

At noon the next day, Feng Yuan brought the child into the training room, and when he was about to introduce to everyone, the child's face suddenly changed.

He stared closely at Ji Ling, who was sitting on a chair with a lollipop in his mouth, and said something with a bit of gnashing of teeth: "You are Ji Ling?!"

"Yo," Ji Ling raised his eyebrows slightly, took out the lollipop from his mouth, looked at him and said, "Know me? I didn't expect that after two years, someone would recognize me at a glance. Why, are you my fan? Come, come, brother, I will sign an autograph for you, and I will definitely let you have a face."

"Why do you still have the face to come back!"

As soon as these words came out, the smile on Ji Ling's face froze in an instant, and even the other members of the team showed shocked expressions, and all looked at the kid who had just entered the gate of the base.

But at the moment, his attention was all on Ji Ling, and he didn't notice any changes in others, his eyes turned red after a while.

"So the therapist you mentioned who only signed for one season and asked me to be his backup is Ji Ling? Bah, you deserve it too!"

"You didn't play in the finals back then, there was no reason to retire without a reason, you patted your ass and left, and now you can still lick your face and turn professional and come back! Just like you, you are the scum and scum of this circle!"

"Whether PAC is blind or has its brain kicked by a donkey, it dares to sign someone like you. They think their team has lived too long!"

"What did you say!"

Keke, the youngest, couldn't sit still for the continuous abuse. He stood up abruptly, pointed at the boy's nose and said sharply: "I advise you to pay attention to what you say, you are still in PAC. In the team base, don't say you haven't signed a contract, even if you signed it, you don't have the right to talk to Ji Shen like this!"

"Oh," the boy sneered, and cast a sidelong glance at Ke Ke, "I didn't expect there to be Ji Ling's blind fans among the professional players, what kind of ecstasy soup did he give you to make you protect him like this?" ?”

"If I had known that Ji Ling was here, let alone signing a contract, I would not even step into the gate of PAC's base!"

After finishing speaking, the boy immediately picked up the bag on the ground, turned around and was about to walk out the door.

But before he could touch the doorknob, Ji Ling behind him suddenly said, "Your name is Jiang Miao, isn't it, id Momo? A 17-year-old boy who is full of enthusiasm and wants to join the team to play, but as soon as he enters the door, he sees You are quite angry for such a scum like me, right?"

Hearing this, Jiang Miao suddenly stopped, turned around and looked at Ji Ling coldly and said, "So what, why, do you want to take revenge on me? Or are you planning to play tricks?"

"How can I, I don't have that ability." Ji Ling bit the lollipop three times, five times and two times, and then drank several sips of water to dilute the sweetness in his mouth before continuing, "I just think your skills are quite good in competitions. Well, how's it going, Bibi?"

"Compare with you?"

Jiang Miao looked at Ji Ling from top to bottom, and said with disdain: "Comparing with a scum like you is my disgrace."

"Tell me again, boy! Do you think I..." Ke Ke, who was on the verge of being violent, was about to rush out, Ji Ling quickly reached out and grabbed his arm, pulling him back.

"Don't be impulsive, don't be impulsive, just a child, besides, he doesn't dare to compare with me, and he is not a person who can become a big climate. Let him go if he wants to go."

"What did you say?"

No matter how mature a sixteen or seventeen-year-old child is, he still has a youthful spirit in his bones and the vigor to be competitive. Jiang Miao couldn't stand it when Ji Ling said such a few words.

"I dare not compare with you? Are you kidding me!"

"Since you dare to compete with me, then come and try. Just use your position as a therapist to fight with pistols. Don't say that you dare not even agree to a scum like me."

"Compare to compare!"

For Jiang Miao, the method of provocative generals has been tried a hundred times, and he immediately forgot the reason why he didn't want to compete with Ji Ling just now, dropped his bag and walked in front of Ji Ling.

"I have one more request."

"Tell me."

"If I win, you have to scold all your previous actions online, then apologize to everyone on the Internet and quit this circle completely!"

"Ji Shen!"

Seeing that Ke Ke was about to stand up again, Ji Ling quickly pressed his shoulders, then looked at Jiang Miao and said, "Yes, but what if you lose?"

"If I lose..."

"If you lose, you have to sign with PAC honestly and come back to me."

"How about it, dare you?"

"What am I afraid of!"

Jiang Miao pulled back the chair and sat down in front of the computer, stared at Ji Ling closely and said, "Then let's start."

The author says:

Next, Ji Shen will harvest the second little fan besides Ke Ke.