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

"Go down the road, go down the road!"

"Come in!"

"Jhin has two seconds to revive, do you think you can tear down the front tooth tower?"

"Aoun went down the road to dismantle it, and waited for the super soldiers to take them away in one wave."

The game dragged on for nearly four or ten minutes, and the mentality of the ten players on the field was more or less tired, and their tone gradually became irritable.

At this moment, Peng Pai, as the conductor, has fully realized that the rhythm of this game is not right. The huge advantage gained in the mid-term has not been used to speed up the progress of the game. Obviously, things that can be solved within 10 minutes It has been delayed to 10 minutes, and the refresh of the ancient dragon has also added too many unknowns to the game.

However, because the energy on the field is too limited, Peng Pai has no intention to review what went wrong just now, and then thinks that Ming Mao must have been blown by himself in the audience at this moment. , the analysis in his heart will definitely be more comprehensive than his own, and he can't wait to pick the bones in the egg.

So I simply don't think about it now.

Getting the game over as soon as possible is the top priority.

"Hey Pei Hong!"

While Peng Pai was thinking about it, Cheng Yaofei's sudden howl pulled Peng Pai's thoughts back forcibly, and at a glance, he saw Pei Hong, who was clearing his field of vision in the enemy's jungle area, caught by the enemy ADC.

I screamed badly in my heart.

The ADC on the opposite side is followed by the support Janna, seeing that Pei Hong is going to be taken away by both of them, Cheng Yaofei, who was the first to find out, is about to break out in a cold sweat.

However, Pei Hong was extremely calm. The snake girl turned over with an R skill to freeze the two of them, W to slow them down, and then quickly ignited the AD.

After that, he moved to avoid Fengnv's Q skill, turned around and chased Jhin for QE twice, and flashed directly to the bottom of the dragon pit, and evacuated safely.

Then the jungler Fang Haoman, who happened to come to support, easily took the ADC's head.

Originally, this should be regarded as a very exciting extreme escape operation, but Ming Maoqu in the background still frowned, pouted like Mount Fuji, pointed to the screen with a pen and said to Zhou Liang behind him: "If I didn't replace the resurrection armor with a banshee before, wouldn't the AD's head be taken down?"

"Hey, it's a team game, the same goes for the jungler." Zhou Liang waved his hand, which can be regarded as a kind of relief to Ming Mao.

"It's the same fart. In the later stage, the blind monk can take 1 heads and still not match a super soldier." Ming Mao rolled his eyes, then stretched out his hand and pointed to the screen, "And look at Peng Pai's expression, he must know that the rhythm is out of order , I started to panic, see?"

"Yes, everyone knows they were wrong, so don't throw and hit after a while." After hearing Ming Mao's words, the team leader Zhou Hechen prepared to be a peacemaker in advance. Build up some confidence."

"Anyway, all of you are good people now, and I'm the only bad person." Ming Mao looked at Zhou Hechen, couldn't help but sighed while holding his head, and waved his hands, "Forget it, when you come down later, you say, I shut up, I don't deserve it." A thankless takeover."

After finishing speaking, he closed his notebook and pushed his glasses calmly, as if he had been reborn from the ashes in an instant.

TSG is still persuading Ming Mao not to lose his temper after they come down for a while, but the rainbow fart on the commentary side has already stepped up and arranged it directly. Pei Hong's beautiful escape is enough for them to have a good time Blow for a while.

"This wave is really too thrilling. If Pei Hong made a slight mistake in her position just now and was caught by Feng Nu's Q skill Q, then the rhythm of the game may be slowed down again."

"Yes, if it is delayed, it means that NYG's chances of a comeback will increase, and TSG's advancement will be more difficult."

"Regular, as Myth's substitute, actually has a lot of pressure on his shoulders, but judging from the operation of this game, his on-the-spot adaptability and reaction speed are indeed inspired by Myth, and he deserves to be the number one in the TSG Summer Split. The starting mid laner in the field."

"It seems that the TSG team has always been very strict about the position of the substitute, and recently a new young player has been added since the summer split... and this young player seems to have a little relationship with the TSG team."

"Yes, the finals of the spring split."

When the two commentators said this, they looked at each other and smiled with a standard "you understand" expression.

Ye Qian sat in the background with an embarrassed face, desperately wondering when the stalk of the spring competition would pass.

*******

"The middle push is over." Seeing that Pei Hong didn't die on the spot, Peng Pai quickly sent two signals to the middle, "Pei Hong, you go to make up your condition, hurry up, don't delay any longer."

"En." Pei Hong nodded, knowing in her heart that the encounter with the enemy in the jungle just now was due to her own negligence and lack of care, so now she obeyed Peng Pai's words.

"Let me tell you," Peng Pai assisted Hu Yiyao in cleaning up the pawn line in the middle, while lowering his voice and computer, "The coach is probably blown up. Let's go back to Cheng Yaofei and go to the front. Do you understand?"

"Why me?!" Cheng Yaofei, who was suddenly cueed, stared blankly.

"You gave me the first blood," Peng Pai said directly, "and Miss Shen is not here now, you are the longest in the team, you have to cover our group of younger brothers, we are still children."

"Let your conscience be eaten by the dog..." Cheng Yaofei was so angry that he couldn't refute it, just like Tom the cat in "Tom and Jerry", who was wronged by his master but was speechless, and saw that other people didn't seem to speak for him The meaning was even still snickering, so he simply turned his gaze back to the screen, "Push first, push first."

"Won."

The surging Tam came to Hu Yiyao's Han Bing with the Snake Girl who had repaired her condition in the spring water. The three of them led the super soldiers all the way forward, without waiting for Cheng Yaofei's Ao En to come and meet, they successfully gave the crystal to Hu Yiyao demolished.

The heavy stone in her heart finally fell to the ground. During the commentary "Congratulations to TSG", Pei Hong took off the earphones with difficulty and let out a long sigh of relief, closed her eyes and reached out to pinch the sore bridge of the nose.

"You did a good job. It's like your master." Fang Haoman smiled at Pei Hong, and reached out to rub Pei Hong's smooth hair, "Come on."

"...don't praise me," Pei Hong murmured dejectedly as she walked to the opposite team bench to shake hands, "I'm sure you'll be the first to scold me when I get backstage, I've been mentally preparing for a long time gone."

"No," Fang Haoman waved his hand, "No matter what, Peng Pai must be the first one, so you don't have to compete with him."

"What do you think I'm deaf..." Peng Pai turned his head displeasedly and pouted at Fang Haoman.

Then in the next second, he quickly shook hands with the NYG players with a smile on his face. The skillful switching between the two expressions made people feel distressed.

*********

The post-match interview for this game was Fang Haoman, so the others went back to the waiting room first.

Fortunately, Mingmao's mood was more stable than expected. Sitting on the seat, his face was a little red, and he kept turning the ballpoint pen that had followed him for several months and changed countless refills.

"coach……"

"Why are you all downcast as if you've lost a battle?" Ming Mao lifted his chin, the white light of the overhead light reflected from the lens of the glasses made his eyes completely invisible, which made him look even weirder.

"Coach, I'm sorry... I was really lost in the last wave in the wild, and I won't do it next time."

Pei Hong walked over blushing and took the initiative to confess to Coach Ming, as if she was about to cry anytime and anywhere.

Ming Mao didn't say anything, but raised his head, his expression was a bit like the boss in a Hong Kong underworld movie, as if he could pull out a gun from somewhere in his body anytime and anywhere.

Ming Mao tilted his head, looked at Pei Hong, and shook his finger: "Let's talk about your business when we go back. If it doesn't work, go back and teach me how to run the map like FPS. Peng Pai comes and comes, you come here first, leave I'm closer."

To be honest, Peng Pai already knew that he was doomed today, so when Ming Mao mentioned his name, Peng Pai felt a sense of relief in his heart.

He raised his leg and walked through the crowd to Mingmao's side. Peng Pai lowered his head and scratched his eyebrows, and said without waiting for Mingmao to speak: "Coach, you don't need to say anything, I know I missed the mid-term rhythm... At that time, the team The internal communication is a bit messy, and my thinking as a conductor is not clear, so I will definitely pay attention next time."

"Your attitude of admitting mistakes is very positive," Mingmao held his face, "How many times is this the same mistake? Huh?"

Peng Pai bowed his head and remained silent.

"I'd like to see how many times this same boulder can trip you up," Mingmao said, putting his arms around his chest, "You still haven't been hit by the spring finals, So it’s really not a good thing to win a game sometimes, and you will have a long memory if you lose miserably another day.”

"..."

Peng Pai blushed from the chanting, and quickly turned his head to look at the team leader Zhou Hechen, hoping that his dear brother Zhou could help him.

It turned out that Zhou Hechen was still staring at Fang Haoman's post-match interview on the TV screen, watching it with great interest, as if he didn't know Fang Haoman at all.

Peng Pai looked back speechlessly.

"I said a thousand words and ten thousand, but I didn't take what I said before." Mingmao sighed, threw the notebook on the table next to him, and stood up, "I know, you all want to count on it now." Shen Youzhu has developed a dependence, and now I feel that Shen Youzhu's hand is injured, and you are more inconvenient than him."

……

From the impression that Ye Qian had never seen the atmosphere in the team like this since joining the team, it was also the first time he saw Ming Mao lose his temper in the training room, and then he was alone after the players came back. Quietly suppressed the anger that had not been vented, and spoke in a calm tone.

If the same thing were replaced by Wang Weichuan, Ye Qian couldn't even think about it.

"Go back to the base at night and add two hours to the original training plan." Ming Mao looked around with his hands on his waist, but when he saw the tired and wronged eyes of this group of people, his heart was slightly touched. "One and a half hours, no less."

As a witness of Ming Mao's transformation from calm to anger from the beginning of the third match, from anger to even more anger, and finally from angrier to calm again, Ye Qian suddenly wanted to laugh.

He didn't know that the half-hour pardon was made after several rounds of struggles in Mingmao's heart.

He was quietly being a melon-eating crowd next to him, when suddenly Ye Qian's cell phone rang.

He took it out and took a look, and found that it was Shen Youzhu.

Because the game is over now, and there is no need to worry about disturbing other people's thoughts, so Ye Qian directly connected the phone in the lounge.

"What's wrong?" Ye Qian's tone was flat.

"The game is over?"

"Well, two to one," Ye Qian said, "I'm still interviewing after the game, and Ming Mao is lecturing in the background."

"Let's not talk about the competition," Shen Youzhu said, "I'm going to see Xiao Ke and my mother later...I'll pick you up in the evening."

"pick me up?"

"Otherwise, do you want Li Molin to drive you back?"

"No, can't it?" Ye Qian looked blank.

"Impossible." Shen Youzhu said while sniffling, and then suddenly laughed: "Good boy, be obedient."