Little handsome guy, don't run away [e-sports]

Sitting next to Ye Qian was the jungler Fang Haoman, and on the other side was the substitute Pei Hong.

Everyone's seat order was completely different from that in the official competition, which surprised Ye Qian.

I always feel that for training, of course, the closer to the official competition, the better.

But after thinking about it again, it might not be so. If Ye Qian started to join the youth training until a few days ago, almost every training he experienced imitated the scenes and situations of actual combat almost invariably. But in the end, he still couldn't even make it to the invitational tournament.

Ye Qian laughed self-deprecatingly, letting himself stop thinking too much, and habitually checked the wiring and monitor of the machine after sitting down on the seat.

"Why are you thinking of changing positions?" When Ye Qian lowered his head to check, he suddenly heard Fang Haoman beside him asking softly, with a smile on his face, "So it's not by the window?"

"I..." Ye Qian was stunned when he was asked, he was wondering whether he should tell Fang Haoman, but suddenly remembered that Shen Youzhu and Fang Haoman had a good relationship, even if he didn't say it, Shen Youzhu would definitely not be able to keep his mouth shut door.

Besides, this is not something to be ashamed of, so what if you tell it.

"I'm a little afraid of heights." Ye Qian straightened up after confirming that the computer's wiring was fine.

"Then what do you do when you are in the room?" Fang Haoman cared about people, and his whole body began to emit a heat like a radiator after saying a few words, "The twentieth floor is not short anymore, and it is so inconvenient to move."

"It's okay," Ye Qian smiled, "It's fine if you don't walk towards the window."

As soon as the words fell, Peng Pai came in from the outside, holding a set of mouse and keyboard that was a little old but in good condition, raised his eyes and glanced at Ye Qian's position, walked over and put the things in Ye Qian's. On the desktop: "Coach Ming said that you didn't bring anything, so you can just make do with my spare. It's ugly, but it's not in the way."

Ye Qian just wanted to thank him when he took it, but Fang Haoman couldn't wait any longer, turned his head and raised his eyebrows to look at Peng Pai: "Hey, no, this is a product from our sponsor anyway, what is ugly is ugly Ah, how do you talk, kid."

"Okay, then I'll change it," Peng Pai showed a compromised face, and then reached out and patted Haoman's shoulders, his voice was earnest and thought-provoking, "Ugly is a bit ugly, but it's still a life, isn't it? Sitting here It's better to send people's heads in the wild like a dog than go out on the street to scare people. Whoever's family will die, it's not bad luck to scare you to death... Hey!"

Seeing that Fang Haoman stood up and wanted to kick him, Peng Pai hurried back to his seat, turned Hu Yiyao to cover himself with the back of Hu Yiyao's chair, and started sticking out his tongue at Fang Haoman.

Hu Yiyao was also taken aback, and the phone almost flew out.

……

"Peng Pai, you bastard, who are you taking along with you..." Fang Haoman looked at Peng Pai, who could be eight feet away from him in an instant, speechless and angrily. He couldn't find a single word, so he reached out and patted the table: "Brother Zhu scolded him!"

"I can't, but I can't scold you," Shen Youzhu lowered his head and was laying a napkin on the table to cut his nails. He didn't even lift his head, and imitated the Guizhou dialect that he saw on the Internet, saying, "It's scary. So scary, so ferocious."

Fang Haoman laughed angrily.

"The evening scene of the gold medal jungler is bleak." Hu Yiyao, who was eating melons all the time, smiled even more happily.

Ye Qian, an outsider, didn't say anything, but felt a little emotional for a while.

Peng Pai, like Ye Qian, was also promoted from the youth training department little by little. They are also of the same age, and Peng Pai is one month older than Ye Qian.

It's just that there is a saying that different people have different fates. Ye Qian can't envy this alone.

*****

The training room rented by TSG was relatively large, and it didn't look crowded after a few people sat down. Coach Ming casually moved the velvet chair for the grandpa and sat in the back, with a laptop and a notepad spread out on his lap.

"Let me tell you...you still have a few training games before the opening ceremony on the 26th." Coach Ming looked at the schedule, "The previous training games were not ideal, and I don't want to emphasize the problem of your bot lane. You can’t win the championship like this on the field.”

"I think it is possible to change the way of thinking... What if we try splitting?" Hu Yiyao said.

"European and American teams can play points, but the operation of the LCK will definitely not make you too comfortable. You can feel it in the training match with NNS before. If they want to start a group violently in the later stage, they are likely to be ended by a wave. .”

"Actually, I even think that [-] points is a bit of a reverse version. It's better not to use it during the game, it's not safe..." Pei Hong said.

"It's not the reverse version, but it's not the mainstream." Coach Ming scratched his hair, "Now you mainly need to adjust your competitive state... Let's start a game first. I wish you and Pei Hong lined up."

"Me?" Ye Qian was taken aback. Although he was still confused about what he was going to do with the keyboard and mouse just now, after Coach Ming gave the answer, Ye Qian seemed to be... more confused in an instant.

"It's not easy to sum up the problem if you don't cooperate in solo volleyball." Coach Ming smiled, "Just take it as a favor, please."

"Oh, good." Ye Qian nodded, naturally he had no objections in his heart.

To be honest, people so generously let me come here to visit the training for free, and I have to give something back after all. Now I just let myself sell my cheap labor force, which is already a very benevolent approach of the coach.

"Then what position should I play?" Ye Qian asked again.

"Ask Pei Hong which position is better for cooperation, and you can discuss it."

"Can you help?"

Pei Hong's tone was a little cautious, and he didn't know why, Ye Qian felt a bit cold to him, not easy to get in touch with.

Although Pei Hong also heard the few exchanges about acrophobia with Fang Haoman just now, the character setting imposed in the brain's subconscious has been unable to be removed from Pei Hong's cognition for a long time.

"it is good."

Ye Qian nodded in agreement.

Fang Haoman, who was sitting next to him, put his face up and smirked at the two of them. Pei Hong couldn't help frowning after realizing it: "Why are you always laughing, you took the wrong medicine."

"Hey, that's the attitude towards Ye Qian's gentleness and me," Fang Haoman was unhappy, and pouted, "He will be sad."

"Die..." Pei Hong sniffed, "Your head is squeezed against the door frame."

"Look, why don't you show Ye Qian the aura you had when you hit me with a paper towel earlier." Fang Haoman continued to yell, knowing that Pei Hong only looked fierce on the surface, but when he became really fierce, his whole body People still have to have a bit of a milky smell that is suspected of being cute.

"..."

"My little Honghong is still afraid of life."

"Hey, are you gay?" Pei Hong slapped the table and couldn't help laughing, "Don't bother..."

"I really miss the time when we first met," Fang Haoman sighed and shook his head, "At that time you still had the reserve and restraint you had as a human being."

"Now I have to get rid of you, uncle."

******

As we all know, TSG is a happy family.

Official players never bully substitute players...

***********

Although Ye Qian majored in mid laner and ADC when he was in the youth training department and the official team, but now if Ye Qian is forced to choose, to be honest, Ye Qian is very fond of support.

The feeling that after every game starts, I feel like I am playing a development game is simply not too pleasant.

Moreover, Ye Qian thinks that his team-starting ability and map control ability are very strong, and the support role is perfect. It's just that support heroes are more or less inferior to mid laners and ADs in damage. If it is impossible to fix a bug that is not a bug at all, then Ye Qian is confident that he will be the most handsome guy on the street.

"My mid laner will choose a hero with high explosiveness, so you need to cooperate with the roaming in the first, middle and last three rounds," Pei Hong logged into the account, and explained to Ye Qian some things that they always explain before training. "In the first 10 minutes of assisted vision control, if it is the red team, you should bring the real eye early. After that, change to scan and observe the middle lane. We'd better not delay this version until 10 minutes later, especially if it is a tailwind game and it goes too far. The later words show that the rhythm of the game is not good.”

"it is good."

As Ye Qian memorized, he was shocked at how a mid laner who was just a substitute could think and organize so clearly, and even knew the support route so well.

"I was afraid that the training methods and ideas of the two teams would be different, so I said a little more." After speaking, Pei Hong smiled at Ye Qian.

The reason why I will explain one more sentence is mainly because Pei Hong feels that a person who is a substitute is pointing and rambling to someone who was once the starter, which will definitely make him feel a little unhappy.

But as everyone knows, Ye Qian didn't take it seriously at all.

******

Although I have a natural liking for the support position, after all, the circumstances that allow Ye Qian to touch this position can be said to be very small. The hero pool is not that big.

At best, it feels like a hero well.

And because Thresh was ruthlessly banned by the opponent, the hero well in Ye Qian's hero pool instantly became a hero hole.

Fortunately, there is only one auxiliary position on the opposite side, otherwise it is not impossible to become a hero.

"Which assistant do you... want?" Although Ye Qian is really cash-strapped right now, he asked Pei Hong one more question out of politeness.

"It's okay, or you can see what Peng Pai is using," Pei Hong said while poking her head, and found that Peng Pai hadn't entered the game yet, so she laughed dryly, "Just... just use whatever you want, don't be too nervous about the first one. "

Ye Qian thought about it, and finally locked the steam robot.

In this version, the steam robot hero is actually not considered unpopular, but Ye Qian doesn't know if he will use it in terms of TSG, who doesn't play cards according to routines.

Let's choose first.

Peng Pai chose Syndra in the end, facing Swain and the vampire, both of whom were lit and didn't know who was going to go and who was going to go.

"A bull head with a 50.00% win rate in [-] games..." Ye Qian glanced at the data panel when loading the game. He felt a little dizzy for a moment, and couldn't help showing a wry smile on his face, "Take it seriously."

"It doesn't matter, my Sindra's game is higher than the opponent's."

"Five thousand games..." Not to mention not paying attention, Ye Qian was taken aback when he looked at it carefully, "Five... one, ten, one hundred, really five thousand games?"

"I've had to play twice a day since this hero came out," Pei Hong smiled, guessing what Ye Qian was shocked at the moment, so she quickly explained: "This is my own account, not the team's. Yes, so this data has been recorded since before I played professionally.”

"You worked very hard." Ye Qian exited to the game loading interface, the expression on his face was not at all restrained by Pei Hong's explanation.

Then he took another look at Pei Hong's career.

There is a whole page of floating green MVP data, from [-]:[-] p.m. to [-]:[-] a.m., with two half-hour breaks in the middle.

"Everyone in the team works very hard, and the substitutes are even less qualified to be lazy." Seeing Ye Qian studying himself, Pei Hong couldn't help but smiled and lowered her head, "And even if this is the case, I still don't have enough time to pick up bamboo shoots. Brother's class."

Ye Qian didn't speak, and subconsciously wanted to deny it, but after thinking about it, forget it.

Indeed, wanting to take Shen Youzhu's class... the pressure is too great.

And at the same time, Ye Qian suddenly understood why when Manager Xu contacted him before, he only asked if he was interested in the bottom lane and never mentioned the middle lane.

TSG has never lacked excellent people in the middle lane, let alone hardworking people.

Ye Qian is very envious of Pei Hong, because in his professional career, the kind of thing that was concealed by the whole team and bought a new player in order to force himself to sit on the bench may never happen to him...

There was a teammate whose game was loading very slowly. Ye Qian stared at the screen blankly with his face on his face, uncontrollably thinking about his evil old club in his mind.

To be honest, if he really joined TSG in the end, Ye Qian really wanted to see what kind of expressions those people would have on their faces.

what will happen...

*******

"Brother, I feel that TSG should be training at this hour. Can you send a message to Mingmao and he can reply?" Liu Xu asked with a worried tone while clutching the back of Coach Wang's chair from behind.

"Hey, do you still want to know?" Coach Wang was annoyed by Liu Xu's timid petty appearance at the critical moment, and couldn't help frowning, "Why don't we just stop messing around and wait for the official announcement? okay?"

"Don't, don't." Liu Xu hurriedly apologized and said that he didn't mean that, and then rubbed Coach Wang's shoulders twice, "You ask, you ask, I won't talk."

Coach Wang gave Liu Xu a blank look.

The content sent to coach Ming was very simple, just asking if the team had arrived at the hotel, whether the training was going well, and when the next training match was scheduled.

Coach Ming replied after 5 minutes, and patiently answered all the questions raised by Coach Wang.

Coach Wang saw that Ming Mao had time to reply at this time, so the routine began.

"Ah—Old Ming, I heard from Min Xi that your team is now recruiting substitutes. How is it now? Do you have any suitable candidates?"

Coach Wang uttered this voice, and the people behind him held their breath together. At that scene, it felt like Coach Wang was not asking questions to Coach Ming just now, but it was as if he was proposing to Coach Ming. , tense as if the end of the world is coming.

"Not really, what's the matter? Do you want to recommend someone for me?"

Coach Ming's clear and hearty standard ancient son's voice came from Coach Wang's mobile phone, and there were two pleasant chuckles at the end of the sentence.

This kind of words that were obviously joking with Coach Wang made Coach Wang take it seriously. He thought for half a minute and took out his phone again.

"I really have a suitable candidate—" He said, looking up at Liu Xu, Zheng Xiaotian and Jia Yin who were standing around him, and finally returned his gaze to the phone, "Our team just left a while ago. As a mid laner, in fact, he was only in the youth training before and also went down the road."

hiss--

If it was said that when everyone was waiting for Coach Ming's reply, everyone dared not take a breath, then after hearing what the coach said, the three of them directly looked at each other and gasped, almost sucking out the other's eyeballs.

Originally, at this stage, it was taboo to mention Ye Qian's name in front of TSG people, but now, not only did he mention it, but he also took the initiative to ask Ying to stick it on people's faces.

When Coach Wang heard the commotion behind him, he quickly turned around and signaled them to be quiet. After the voice transmission was finished, he frowned and said first: "What are you making such a fuss about! This is called playing hard to get, do you understand? You think I don't mention them. Can't you think of someone like Ye Qian?"

The three of them were silent this time.

Coach Ming replied quickly.

"Ah, you mean Ye Qian—? Actually, he is with us now, but I didn't tell you because he has already left the team. I'm really sorry."

really.

It was confirmed that Ye Qian was in TSG now, and the expression on Coach Wang's face couldn't tell whether he was happy or worried, and he didn't discuss with the players behind him, took out his phone and pressed the voice button.

"Ye Qian is a very good kid, and his skills have passed the test. We have also competed before, so you must know that this kid is... Sigh... Otherwise, we wouldn't let him leave the team like this. What a good seed. "

Coach Wang's unspeakable acting skills make people want to stuff Oscar statuettes into his nostrils to encourage him.

"What's wrong?" Coach Ming was really curious.

The three laughed behind Coach Wang, and they had a rough idea of ​​Coach Wang's routine in their hearts.

"Forget it, sit quietly and think about your own life, and don't talk about others' faults. The children have left the team, so I can't say anything else."

Play hard to get × 2

"Farewell, Brother Wang, aren't you a glutton for me?" Coach Ming said, "Although there is no horoscope now, if you want to recruit people in the team, you must understand the character of the players. Send someone to do more or less to understand the ears."

After listening to Coach Ming's voice, Coach Wang, who was caught in the middle, couldn't restrain the smile on his face, turned around and patted Liu Xu again.

"Hey, come here."

"Huh?" Liu Xuzhengmei heard the coach tell him to recover quickly.

"Didn't you say that you have a good relationship with Shen Youzhu? When you are free at night, go to fan Shen Youzhu's place again, and say that Ye Qian's conduct is problematic. The rumors on the Internet are not fictional. TSG's management is better than ours. The team is still strict, if you know that the people in the original team describe Ye Qian like this, TSG will not accept him."

Liu Xu was stunned for a moment, and then laughed amused by Coach Wang's ingenious trick of "three people become a tiger".

"No way, no poison, no husband," coach Wang shrugged, and let go of a long sigh of relief, "tolerance to the enemy is cruelty to oneself."

"For our team's summer championship, we have to do this."

The author has something to say: drop the update card~

Shuang is really gone_(:з」∠)_You little goblins!

But it can be thicker and longer, hehe~

Then I saw Shen Youzhu learning Guizhou dialect in the article. I saw it on Douyin. The blogger: @复亿和毛毛姐 saw the ghost story, made me laugh to death