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

Recalling that the last time Ye Qian was in the starting lineup was several months ago.

At that time, Ye Qian was still wearing the SFG team uniform, he was still playing in the mid laner, the person he was thinking about was still Liu Xu, and the coach was still that unlucky Wang Weichuan...

After a few months, everything changed completely.

Hu Yiyao was finally diagnosed with acute gastroenteritis, and because of some motion sickness after being sent to the hospital, the symptoms he showed were a bit serious, so he needed to stay in the hospital for glucose infusion, and by the way, observe whether there are other symptoms after that.

It doesn't matter what happened to Hu Yiyao here, but Ye Qian's little classmate who was four blocks away at the base suffered.

I felt that I was still the team's starting jungler and the master's mid laner in the first minute, but now I was assigned to the quasi-starting position in a blink of an eye and couldn't move. I didn't even have a chance to say "no".

Who can stand this.

Judging from the current situation, Ye Qian feels that it is not an exaggeration to be described as a dead body with two lives.

It's just that Hu Yiyao must have an opinion after listening to it.

But if Ye Qian is now taking over the mid laner position, then he must have rolled up his arms and sleeves, raised his hand without even knocking, but now... so coincidentally, the one who needs to take over has to be It's an ADC.

Ye Qian scratched his hair in despair, looked at his screen, and then at Coach Ming.

"Look, look, you can show your superiority when you are ordered in danger, understand?" Coach Ming knew what Ye Qian was worried about. Although he could understand it in his heart, he still didn't intend to encourage Ye Qian's thoughts to continue. Breeding on the Internet, "To save some people from always calling you a noob."

"..."

Shen Youzhu was worried about Ye Qian's first start just now, and was thinking whether to apply to the coach to let him go down the road with a try mentality, but now he was suddenly misfired by Ming Mao's cue Don't even talk, I don't even dare to fart.

Hiding in a corner shivering.

During the meeting just now, Ye Qian rolled his eyes straight at him, but now Ming Mao is fanning the flames and watching the excitement, which is no big deal.

After hearing Ming Mao's words, Ye Qian didn't fluctuate much. He turned his attention back to the computer screen, and scrolled the mouse up and down to look at these messy heroes.

"pity."

Suddenly, Cheng Yaofei, who was sitting on the farthest side, said something without beginning or end, causing everyone to turn their heads away.

"It's a pity that Hu Yiyao can't start." Cheng Yaofei seemed to sense that everyone was watching him, so he added a few more sentences, "It's a pity that our opponent in the next game is not SFG."

These two sentences were all spoken to Ye Qian's heart.

Although it is said that Ye Qian has already passed the age of suffering from the second disease of middle school, but he has to admit that once upon a time, Ye Qian also fantasized with an extremely sincere heart that after he came to the TSG team, his opponent in the first match happened to be The famous scene of the SFG team with all the original players except the mid laner.

Sitting face-to-face with the five of them and their coaches on both sides of the stage, watching their contemptuous and disdainful eyes become tense and dignified like frost-beaten eggplants in less than 10 minutes of the game.

It is better for their mid laners not to choose heroes like Galio or Karma, and take an out-and-out explosive output position, so that it will be more ironic after they are defeated.

But as expected, there are still too few such coincidences in the world. There are only twelve teams in LPL. Even if they are divided into two groups, TSG itself is excluded, and the probability is only one in five.

20.00%, less than half of it, it's just too normal to miss it.

But it doesn't matter, it's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years.

"Don't think about those unnecessary things," Ming Mao tapped the notepad in his hand, interrupting Ye Qian's random thoughts, "League of Legends will soon update a new version, and the awkward position of ADC will recover. At this time, our tactical changes should not be too small... When will the game come?"

"Next Saturday," The Paper said, "at five o'clock in the afternoon."

"Eight days of preparation time," Ming Mao glanced at the notebook, "Listen up, the next match against TNG is only the top eight of last year's S8 Summer Split, and this season some players have just been promoted from the youth training , so in this game, for those of you who have been struggling in the professional league since your debut, you are only allowed to win and not lose, and you can't play three games, understand?"

……

"If it's really the third game..." Ming Mao hesitated a moment when he said this, "Then Pei Hong and Shen Youzhu will have to replace them."

"Ah?" Fang Haoman stared, and the rest of the people were also quite surprised after hearing it.

Even Pei Hong and Shen Youzhu were involved.

Not only because Shen Youzhu's hand injury has not completely healed, but the most important thing is that if it is necessary to make personnel changes in this level of competition, the wounded have to be brought up to fight... It will inevitably be criticized by others.

"Shen Youzhu and Ye Qian have cooperated many times, and every time they train the two substitutes, they train separately, haven't you noticed..."

Without waiting for Ming Mao to speak again, Peng Pai explained first: "Of course, the more secure the match point, the better, but if Hu Yiyao has good physical fitness and recovers quickly, our team may not be able to reach this point... I I really want to see Shen Youzhu and Lai Ziyi line up."

"The recovery period for acute gastroenteritis is about two to three days, and it may take four to five days if it is serious." Ignoring the topic of Lai Ziyi, Pei Hong said with a serious face, "but there are still about two weeks of follow-up. Treatment, and most importantly... If Hu Yiyao doesn't keep up with the four or five days of training, there is no guarantee that his state will not decline."

Ming Mao sighed.

It is sad to say, because this is not the first time he has faced such an embarrassing and helpless situation in the team.

That year, Ming Mao was only an intern assistant of the team, and Shen Youzhu was still a little-known little substitute. At that time, the jungler Chen Geng in the team had a heart attack in the training room and was sent for rescue. There was a very important game, Shen Youzhu was appointed as the starting jungler as a substitute mid laner, and finally won the MVP with a 13-2-4 record at the match point.

That was also the first time Shen Youzhu appeared in the public eye, and it was also the only time in Shen Youzhu's career as a jungler so far.

In retrospect, six or seven years have passed.

So history will always be surprisingly similar.

Mingmao took off his glasses and rubbed his eyes: "It's best for Hu Yiyao to recover, if he can't recover... just do as I said just now."

No one else said anything.

At times like this, apart from training well, adjusting themselves to the best condition and being ready to play at any time, any other words are futile.

"Take Braum first, Ban Morgana, the ADC needs a small cannon or EZ, and the line clearing and mobility are higher. Before the version is updated, you still need life-saving skills."

Ming Mao took back the glasses that he took off just now, sat down on his seat, lowered his head and opened his notebook, as if he had left all the troubles behind him.

**********

Seeing that the fourth round of the game was coming to an end, it was completely dark.

"Small Pao, change the line, Aoun is going down."

"Is Aoun big?"

"The cooldown should be about ten seconds, but his TP is still more than two minutes away, so don't panic if you go up there with peace of mind."

"it is good."

The cooperation between Ye Qian and Peng Pai in the bot lane was quite tacit. In the first 10 minutes or so, the opposite bot lane tower was demolished, and the rhythm was a few minutes faster than Ming Mao predicted.

And these few minutes are enough to create more benefits for the team.

Seeing that Ye Qian was in good condition, Mingmao felt a little more at ease in his heart than before, but he also knew that such things as condition would be accompanied by a little chance, and there was no guarantee that there would not be a 180-degree turn after eight days.

Eight days, long or short.

On the other side, Shen Youzhu, Fang Hao, Man Cheng Yaofei and his group of three irascible older brothers performed fairly steadily.

In this round, Shen Youzhu chose Kuqi, who had a relatively low priority in the version, but through the cooperation with Fang Haoman, the damage was considered sufficient, and it happened that the ADC they encountered in this round was a professional player from the Korean REG team. I have seen it in the World Championships, and the strength is not bad.

Although there is no blackmail between them, it does not hinder the formation of a double C linkage situation.

Shen Youzhu took a pack of explosives from the spring and double-teamed Xiaolong. Fang Haoman's praying mantis was already waiting for an opportunity behind the dragon pit. The eye position was inserted by AD before, and it happened to be able to detect Xiaolong's blood volume.

800 blood, 500 blood, 200 blood...

Fang Haoman's praying mantis suddenly flapped its wings and jumped into the dragon pit. The ADC's life master and at the same time, the R skill made a perfect curtain call and opened from the bottom lane. With the gorgeous BGM, he faced the output of the AD Picheng policewoman standing behind the dragon. Just two shots, half of the blood disappeared, but the remaining two shots were blocked by the assistant Nami.

Fortunately, Fang Haoman took advantage of the chaos and finally snatched the fire dragon with a punishment.

"Don't go, don't go!" Fang Haoman, who saw the cheapness, turned around and was about to slip away. Cheng Yaofei, who had already handed over his TP, hurriedly shouted twice, "Miss has already stolen a mid laner, where are you going!"

Anenemy has been plain!

Sure enough, as soon as Cheng Yaofei finished speaking, the enemy's mid laner, Syndra, died on the way to support Xiaolong. After the TP was released, the R skill was used directly to the policewoman and Nami.

Nami's R skill was aimed at the mantis with relatively low blood volume, but it happened that Fang Haoman's flash had finished cooling down at this time, and one flashed outside the dragon pit, breaking the formation.

Tsk, why didn't he play like this in the first match.

Mingmao sat on the chair and rested his chin, thinking dissatisfiedly.

If the first match was played like this, how much less anger would I have to feel.

On the other end, Ye Qian's Mai Lin Gunner used his R skill to catch the golden body and blasted away the tricky enchantress who was rushing close to his face, and then avoided a set of output from the jungle blind monk. After the cooldown was over, he assisted Lulu's R skill to connect Knock the blind monk into the air directly.

Seeing the opportunity, Ye Qian opened a short distance with his W skill, then turned on EQ and hit the blind monk with A three times in a row, and his blood volume reached nearly one-third in an instant.

The blind monk panicked, but the support on the opposite side was still in the wild. After a long-distance redemption was put down, the blind monk panicked and handed in the golden body before returning to a mouthful of blood.

Redemption is empty.

"This cooperation is also perfect..." Ye Qian showed a look of incomprehension, but Peng Pai laughed beside him.

Waiting for the blind monk's golden body to end, he originally wanted to go forward to peel it again, but the enemy's Ornn arrived in time.

"What the hell?" Peng Pai felt a little disappointed.

"Shut up, Peng Pai..."

Ye Qian felt his conscience hurt a little. The jungler on the opposite side could clearly tell that he didn't belong to this division's level of strength. He probably borrowed someone else's account to play.

So seeing Peng Pai teasing him all the time, Ye Qian was a bit sick.

"Let's push it directly, their ADC seems to hang up."

"Listen to you." Peng Pai rubbed his hands while returning to the city, "If this is Hu Yiyao, he must dance more happily than me."

"If he has acute gastroenteritis, his character will be ruined." Ming Mao couldn't help snorting behind him when he heard this.

Because Ming Mao is usually the person who is most opposed to mocking the opponent in the game, so now he will naturally speak to Ye Qian.

After finishing speaking, he suddenly felt that something was wrong, and quickly took out his mobile phone from his pocket to look at it: "I told Lao Zhou to call me before returning from the hospital, why is it still here... "

"There's a traffic jam..."

"Maybe I forgot."

Everyone guessed one by one, Mingmao's phone rang suddenly.

Leader Zhou.

"Hey?"

"Coach Ming, where are you now?"

"The training room, where else can I go."

"Is it convenient to talk?"

Ming Mao couldn't help frowning when he heard Zhou Hechen's question.

"what do you want to say?"