[Han Zhang] One thought

16.

The deeds of Zhang Xinjie and Han Wenqing "talking about life in the toilet" quickly spread throughout the Tyranny Club. For a moment, everyone looked at him with funny and strange eyes. A temper tantrum——"Two big men will be nagged by you for a long time when they go to the toilet, there must be something wrong!"

This "turmoil" was also quickly exposed. The first game of the new season is just around the corner, and everyone has entered a state of "preparation".

In fact, Team Tyranny, who "resigned from the old and ushered in the new", had an astonishing record in the new season. They made rapid progress all the way and won seven games in a row. It was not until the eighth match against their old rival Excellent Era that they first tasted defeat.

Although Zhang Xinjie quickly integrated into Tyranny's system, due to the special nature of the priest profession, he did not gain media attention as quickly as other players of the same period.On the contrary, it was this "losing battle" that drew the media's attention to this seemingly "immature" rookie pastor.

For a while, he received a lot of arbitrary attributions—it seemed that he was the culprit of this failure, the "main responsible person for the accident".

Zhang Xinjie had never been accused like this before, and even though he had a strong psychological quality, he was a little dazed for a while.

Before the team started the official replay, he had replayed the game several times in his mind - it seemed that the healing technique was cast at an inappropriate time; here, his skill casting was delayed by Dancing Rain's firepower In this place, his connection with Ji Leng was severed by One Autumn Leaf, causing Ji Leng to become the target of the opponent's entire team; this place...

Countless episodes flashed in his mind one after another, so that at the beginning of the review meeting, he almost took the responsibility on himself: "It was my mistake..."

"What?" Han Wenqing couldn't recover for a while.

Zhang Xinjie was thinking about how to explain his many "mistakes", but Ji Leng had already said: "The media is trying to let you take the blame, don't take everything to heart..."

"But I think I did make a lot of mistakes in this game..."

"What's wrong? Tell me about it." Han Wenqing asked suddenly.

"I didn't choose the right time to cast the skill. I was delayed by the opponent several times. The connection with my teammates is not close enough, and..."

"It's good that you know," Han Wenqing interrupted him, and opened the game video, "Let's start the replay."

Zhang Xinjie was taken aback for a moment—Han Wenqing didn't seem to care about his mistakes, but soon he realized that he was wrong. During the progress of the video, whenever he made a mistake, Han Wenqing would inevitably be punished. scold.

Zhang Xinjie was not the only one who "enjoyed" this treatment, the whole team was like this. Han Wenqing scolded him, including his own mistakes.

In fact, he didn't need it at all-but it was this kind of impartial "indiscriminate attack" that made everyone in the team feel very convinced and at ease.

Zhang Xinjie carefully wrote down these words in his notebook, but he didn't necessarily see clearly in his heart—he had some subtle thoughts, which he couldn't express at the moment.

Immediately afterwards came more intense training and competitions. After winning two games, Tyranny lost again to his old "enemy" Team Hundred Blossoms.

When shaking hands after the game, Zhang Jiale on the opposite side even winked at Han Wenqing: "Your pastor is good, where did you find him?"

In the face of this disastrous defeat, this compliment sounded a little ironic, but Han Wenqing still replied seriously: "Training camp."

Zhang Jiale seemed stunned for a moment, then smiled and shook hands with the rest of Tyranny, and when he came to Zhang Xinjie, he patted him on the shoulder pretending to be friendly: "Good job."

Zhang Xinjie nodded calmly: "Thank you, senior."

Zhang Jiale let go of his ridicule, so he didn't compete with him any more, instead he teased Li Yibo and Ji Leng, two good-tempered people. Li and Ji laughed and laughed with him. After a set of Tai Chi, neither of them got anything. Cheap.

The subtle relationship between Tyranny and Hundred Blossoms, which is both an enemy and a friend, also opened Zhang Xinjie's eyes - the captains of both sides were not very willing to mix, but it did not prevent the team members from making jokes and teasing each other.

However, after entering the player channel, several Tyranny players began to scold Zhang Jiale for being "shameless", and even Li Yibo spat: "This guy is really interesting. It's a good thing he has such a good personality to make fun of Xiao Zhang. Thick-skinned."

"Hey, trash talking, of course I'm going to use the newcomer, but Xiao Zhang ignored him, hahahaha." Ji sneered, and reached out to pat Zhang Xinjie on the shoulder. Turning around, he looked at Ji Leng innocently.

Ji Leng was completely unaware of his glance, and still teased Li Yibo: "Xiao Zhang has a good mental quality, don't follow his aggressive tactics."

Zhang Xinjie hadn't had time to answer his criticism, but Han Wenqing, who was walking in front, suddenly turned his head and gave Ji Leng a look: "He doesn't pay attention to Zhang Jiale, what are you talking about here?"

For a moment, there was silence in the contestant passage, and Zhang Xinjie returned to the state of racing with his mind full. This time, he was not in a hurry to take the blame for himself, but sorted out the whole game from the beginning in his mind.The idea that sprouted at the beginning became more and more clear - the problem was not with him, but a problem with Tyranny's overall tactical thinking.

It sounded like he was shirking responsibility, but the more he thought about it, the more firm and clear the idea became.

But how do you let your teammates know?

Zhang Xinjie sat in the team bus and looked towards his teammates.Not far from him, Han Wenqing and Ji Leng were discussing the details of the match. Zhang Xinjie watched from a distance for a while, not knowing how to join them.

This time, after the team returned to the club, they were not in a hurry to start the resumption. Han Wenqing asked everyone to go to eat first, and he plunged into the training room without looking back.Ji Leng was stunned for a moment, then turned his head to greet Li Yibo and Zhang Xinjie to go to the cafeteria together.

Ji Leng and Li Yibo have always been regular "dinners", and Zhang Xinjie is the key "take care" of Ji's deputy team, but today Zhang Xinjie unexpectedly refused to have dinner with Ji and Li, and disappeared at the corner of the stairs in a flash place.

"This child...wouldn't be too exciting for Zhang Jiale, would he?"

"That's not enough...I think he probably went after Lao Han."

"What is he trying to do? Are you rushing to scold me at this time?"

"He has something to say to the Korean team."

Ji Leng's guess was right, Zhang Xinjie followed Han Wenqing's footsteps all the way to the training room, but he couldn't see him.He stood at the door and thought about it, and suddenly remembered the scene when he ran into Han Wenqing in the common room in the second season.

After making up his mind, he turned around and walked towards the lounge. When he opened the door, he found that Han Wenqing was indeed sitting on the sofa, holding a notebook and flipping through it.

The other party obviously heard the movement and raised his head to glance at him.

"Do you like standing at the door in a daze so much?"

"Captain... I have something to tell you."

"Then come in."

He walked into the lounge, sat down on the sofa beside Han Wenqing, and carefully turned his head to look at the captain beside him.

He seldom had the opportunity to observe Han Wenqing so closely, even if he occasionally sat next to him on the bus, he would still sit upright.But at this moment, Han Wenqing was sitting less than 10 centimeters away from him, looking much more relaxed than usual - he could even feel the astonishing body temperature emanating from the other person.

For a moment, he felt as if he was a scientist on a field trip, observing some dangerous animals, such as tigers, lions and other ferocious beasts.

This thought made him lose his mind for a moment, but Han Wenqing's voice quickly brought him back to reality: "What do you want to tell me?"

He collected himself, and carefully chose his words: "Captain... I think, our tactical thinking—seems to be something wrong?"

"What's the problem?" Han Wenqing raised his head and looked at him.

The coercive eyes made his words choke in his throat, but soon he read another meaning from Han Wenqing's eyes - not to stop, but to encourage.

"I think..." He instinctively raised his hand and made two gestures on his chest, but Han Wenqing shoved the pen into his hand, spread the notebook on his knee, and continued to speak without saying a word. look at him.

Zhang Xinjie was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head and began to write on the notebook: "I think our thinking may not be right—from today's match, it seems that you want to fight together Dazzling Hundred Blossoms and Chaos Blossoms?"

"What's the problem?"

"I know you used this method to defeat them before, but today is different," Zhang Xinjie continued to draw various lines and arrows on the notebook, "On the one hand, the tacit understanding of the combination of 'Flowers and Blood Scene' The level is far better than before, on the other hand, back then you were a Jedi counterattack, and now there is no need to take this risk..."

"why?"

"We can play more safely..."

"How to play more safely? Do you have a plan?"

"For the time being there is no—"

"Think about it if you don't have one." Han Wenqing turned around, leaned back on the sofa, and closed his eyes. "I'll give you time. Before you fight Baihua next time, tell me how to fight more safely."

Zhang Xinjie was completely stunned. Just like when he was told that he would take over the stone in a year, he was still as shocked as before—he originally wanted to provide Han Wenqing with some ideas, but he didn't expect the other party to directly take over this hot hand. The yam was thrown back at him.

"Is there a problem?"

Han Wenqing still had his eyes closed, and looked more relaxed than usual, but his face still had the same frown.For a moment, Zhang Xinjie felt a sudden impulse to stretch out his hand to smooth the gap between his brows.This thought just passed by in a flash, and his mind was only focused on finding a way out of this difficult situation, but Han Wenqing had already asked again: "Is there a problem?"

"No." He replied in a strange way, his voice sounded quite determined.

"Ah."

TBC