This operation is familiar

The team's training time is posted in the most conspicuous place in the rest area on the first floor.

From 06:30 am to 1:1 am, rest for an hour at noon, from 1:[-] pm to [-]:[-] pm, after dinner, you can be free for a period of time.If it is during the game week, all members need to go to the strategy discussion room to analyze opponents and discuss tactics after [-] o'clock. Finish.

This period of time coincides with the start of the regular season. Teams will play about 3 games a week for points ranking. The top eight teams with the highest points will enter the spring finals held in March-April next year to compete for the final championship. champion.

Although tower has won the championship for 6 years, the points will be cleared every year, so everything has to start from scratch.

Song Weisheng spent a week in Storm Ocean's youth training camp. He knew how long the training time of professional players was, and he also knew that the environment of the champion team should be more difficult than that of other teams.

Although he was mentally prepared, after the first day of team training, he was still a little overwhelmed. During dinner, his hands trembled and he could hardly hold the chopsticks.

Yu Jie had discovered this problem a long time ago, and took out a bottle of medicated oil from his pocket and handed it to him, "Use this to wipe off when you are resting, it will be like this at first, just get used to it slowly."

Short-knife assassin belongs to the melee profession, and there are only a handful of them in the professional arena. Yu Jie is one of them who has performed more stably. Although he is not as dazzling as FX and Li Fanxi, his strength is not weak at all, and his adaptability is very strong.

Song Weisheng took the medicine oil and said thank you, "Thank you for practicing with me for a day today. Although I was mentally prepared, I really didn't expect you to be so good."

Yu Jie sat across from him with a dinner plate, and took off the black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose.

Only then did Song Weisheng see clearly that there was a deep scar on the corner of his left eye, which almost hurt his eye.He glanced hastily and didn't dare to ask in detail, for fear of mentioning the sad past of his teammates, so he buried his head and worked hard to eat.

Yu Jie wiped his glasses clean, and when he saw Song Weisheng choking on his chest from eating too much, he joked, "The injury at the corner of your eye didn't scare you, did it?"

Song Weisheng shook his head immediately: "No, I didn't pay attention."

Yu Jie pushed the mineral water on the table to him, and said proactively: "This injury was caused by running around and bumping into a piece of broken glass when I was a child. At that time, I had to sew many stitches. Although the eyes were rescued in time, the visibility was very low. , can hardly see anything."

Song Weisheng was surprised: "Can't you see clearly even with glasses?"

Yu Jie nodded, "Only my right eye can see, so when I joined the team, Manager Bai didn't want me at all."

"Then how did you..."

"It's all the captain's insistence." Yu Jiehan laughed twice, "So don't just listen to FX and they say that the captain has a bad temper. Although the captain doesn't like to talk, he doesn't have a bad temper. I put all my enthusiasm on the field, so I don’t have much effort to get along with everyone.”

It is incredible that Yu Jie, who is almost one-eyed, can become a professional player. Normally speaking, with his conditions, he would not be invited by any team. It would be even more impossible to sign up offline, because his eyes are only one of His hand speed is what matters.

Song Weisheng practiced with him for a day today, and he didn't feel the pressure for a few minutes, but gradually, he found that Yu Jie's advantage was not speed, but a strong psychological quality, and he could see the overall situation with one eye view.

Sometimes he even wondered if there was a huge data network hidden behind Yu Jie's thick glasses. Where he landed and where he floated was all under his control. Close strangulation.

After dinner, there is an hour of free time.

Song Weisheng sat in front of the computer for a whole day. At this time, he stretched his muscles and muscles, stood outside the restaurant door, walked around to the opposite side of the club building, followed the street lights that had just been turned on, and walked to the residential area not far ahead. .

He remembered that there was a small park over there, and there were some small restaurants on the opposite side of the park. These restaurants were specially opened for office workers nearby. At night, there was basically no business. The owner of the fast food restaurant was leaning on the rocking chair by the roadside Taking a nap, the eldest brother from the rice noodle shop next door squatted on the steps in front of the shop, washing the vegetables for tomorrow.

Song Weisheng walked around the park. In order to familiarize himself with the surrounding terrain, he wandered around this street again. He may live in this place for a long time in the future. Although he is usually busy with training, there are not many opportunities to come out. If you want to improve your food in the future, you must first understand what is delicious around here.

Four or ten minutes before the night's strategic discussion, Song Weisheng walked halfway along the road, turned in a different direction, and prepared to go back.

Although more than ten minutes is enough to walk here from the team, but he officially joined the team on the first day, so it's better not to be late.

Moreover, it was said that Jiang Yiyao was also there when discussing tactics, if he felt that he had no sense of time and tried to bribe him with potato chips, that would be a disaster.

The more Song Weisheng thought about it, the more he felt that if these two things were really connected, it would be very damaging.

Even if he doesn't know Jiang Yiyao, a rookie who has just joined the team must abide by the minimum team rules.

In mid-October, the temperature starts to cool down.

On the way back, there was a sudden gust of cool wind.

In order to show passers-by that he is a member of the tower team, Song Weisheng only wore a black T-shirt given to him by Shen Huai. At this time, few passers-by met him, but the evening wind brought him to stand by the side of the road He sneezed twice.

Rubbed his nose and wanted to leave, but hit two more?

Song Weisheng hastily took out the only tissue from his trouser pocket and wiped his nose. Just as he was about to run back quickly to add some clothes, a jacket with the tower logo appeared directly in front of him, "Put this on."

Song Weisheng raised his eyes and saw Jiang Yiyao coming to his side at some point, "Captain...?"

Jiang Yiyao held a packaged takeaway in his hand, and handed the clothes to Song Weisheng, "Let's go."

Song Weisheng held the clothes and didn't move.

Jiang Yiyao glanced at him, "Get dressed."

Song Weisheng immediately put on the clothes that were two sizes too big, and said "thank you" to him.

"How was your training today?" Jiang Yiyao waited with downcast eyes for him to zip up, lit a cigarette, and walked in front of him.

Song Weisheng was half a step behind, and immediately said: "Yu Jie is very strong, although my hand speed is faster than him, but for him, this is not an advantage at all."

Jiang Yiyao nodded, "Tomorrow is Liu Shubai. During this period of time, you should first grasp the strength and characteristics of your teammates before you can cooperate with them."

Song Weisheng responded, "The deputy team told me that I will work hard."

Jiang Yiyao wanted to ask something else, but suddenly found that Song Weisheng had stopped in his tracks again, so he turned around, his hand shook, and the half-burned soot almost hit his feet wearing sneakers.

Song Weisheng didn't do anything else at this time, he was standing behind him, hugging his clothes... sniffing hard...

Jiang Yiyao hesitated for a while, "What are you doing?"

"Ah?" Song Weisheng raised his head and hurried over, "It seems, it smells a little like smoke."

dislike?

Jiang Yiyao's expression was about to crack.

Song Weisheng immediately explained: "But don't worry, I don't mind! I just want to make sure if it's the smell of this dress."

After all, in addition to a faint smell of tobacco, there is also a pleasant smell of mint in this dress.

Jiang Yiyao was silent for a few seconds, then raised the corners of his mouth and gave him a meaningful look.

Song Weisheng met his eyes, and immediately understood what those eyes wanted to express, "I'm not a pervert."

"En." Jiang Yiyao lazily replied, turned around and left.

Song Weisheng followed quickly, explaining in a broken way, "I'm really not a pervert, Captain, you trust me!"