[Han Zhang] One thought

02.

The day Zhang Xinjie reported to the Tyranny Youth Training Camp was a sunny day in July. The scorching sun made his skin burn, but the hall of the Tyranny Club was cool, but it was noisy—countless children of the same age were crowded in the hall. , eagerly discussing their upcoming training camp career and the glory career that seems to be within reach.

The Tyranny team can be said to be one of the first teams in the entire league to conduct institutionalized management. One year after the establishment of the club, they established a youth training camp to select young people of the right age for cultivation.Zhang Xinjie huddled in the bustling hall, filling in forms, posting photos, and confirming registration according to the procedures...

He obviously looks a lot more stable than the peers around him, and he seems to be enveloped by a different kind of aura.Therefore, there was no one in the entire hall to talk to him, and everyone chatted in groups of twos and threes. Soon, the hall was full of voices, and the staff shouted their voices, but they could not drown out the noise of the crowd.

"Just be quiet for me!"

A mid-air roar suddenly ran through the entire hall, and for a while, the room was completely silent.Zhang Xinjie was also taken aback. When he turned his head and looked back, he saw Han Wenqing appearing in a corner of the hall at some point.

Zhang Xinjie recognized the angry-eyed Captain Tyranny almost immediately, the character who often appeared on the posters beside his bed and in the e-sports magazines he collected.He originally thought that Han Wenqing's ferocious appearance in the photos was due to his lack of photogenicity, but at this moment, he found that this was not the case.

Obviously, the rest of the students also recognized Tyranny's captain, and they all waited with bated breath for him to say something, but Han Wenqing turned and left after yelling, leaving only the people in the room alone. A straight back and some faces looking at each other.

But Ji Leng, the deputy captain at the side, quickly spoke up: "Everyone, don't be impatient, first hand in the registration forms in order, and the staff will show you around the club soon..."

The atmosphere of whispering was restored in the hall, and Zhang Xinjie keenly caught a trace of wry smile in Ji Leng's eyes.However, the good-tempered vice-captain didn't seem to mind the commotion at the scene. He even noticed Zhang Xinjie in the corner of the hall who was out of tune with the surrounding people, so he greeted the staff around him, separated from the crowd and squeezed to Zhang Xinjie's side. He patted him on the shoulder kindly.

"How is it? Kid, is there anything I can help you with?"

"You're welcome, Deputy Captain Ji," Zhang Xinjie nodded politely at him, "My name is Zhang Xinjie."

This is just the most common self-introduction, Zhang Xinjie's tone is also very flat, but in the current context, it is like throwing a stone on the lake, and the voice of whispering spreads like ripples in a small space , even Ji Leng was taken aback.

"Hello, Xiao Zhang," Ji Leng quickly recovered his smile, "Are you a local?"

"No - I'm from City X."

"Oh..." Ji Leng showed a look of astonishment, "That's quite far...how did you come to Tyranny?"

"Because I like Tyranny." Zhang Xinjie replied firmly.

Ji Leng's expression was even more astonished, but the child in front of him really didn't look like he took this sentence as a stepping stone, or in other words, he couldn't see the sophistication and tact that was eager to flatter him, but he seemed very sincere.

It's a straight boy.

To be honest, Ji Leng appreciates such a character very much, but the current situation is that he can't show such admiration on his face, but can only pat the other party's shoulder lightly again: "Work hard, everyone has a chance .”

He raised his voice a little for the second half of his sentence, obviously speaking to others in the hall.But Zhang Xinjie who was facing him still had that calm look on his face, and I don't know if he could hear Ji Leng's implication.

Ji Leng explained a few words to the staff and then left. A group of teenagers wandered around the club shoulder to shoulder under the leadership of the staff.Zhang Xinjie didn't think he was disobedient when he was pushed to the edge of the crowd, he just moved along with the flow of people.It is also difficult to organize so many people to visit. A group of people went upstairs slowly, walked through the corridor for a while, and came to the door of the training room.

At that time, Tyranny's training room looked no different from an Internet cafe. Through the glass curtain wall, the teenagers could have a clear view of the scene inside.The regular players of Tyranny seemed to have just finished a training match and were in the middle of a replay—Han Wenqing's roar pierced through the thin glass curtain wall, shaking everyone in the corridor.

Zhang Xinjie in the corner looked at everyone in the training room—Needless to say, Han Wenqing naturally still had the same glaring look before, as if he was very dissatisfied with the results of this training match; Ji Leng still maintained a smile, but The curvature of the corner of his mouth seemed to be a little stiff, and it could be seen that he was trying to squeeze out a smile; then his eyes fell on Tyranny's priest in the corner of the training room. The tired look on his face in the corner also made him completely out of everyone's eyes, but it is obvious that he is by no means an insignificant person to Tyranny - the most obvious evidence is that Han Wenqing scolded After Ji Leng immediately scolded him.

In order not to hinder the normal training of the players, the teenagers from the youth training camp did not stay at the door of the training room for too long. They were taken to visit the club's cafeteria, dormitory, fitness center and other places. In the training room just now, in a short glance, he has deciphered many things that have not been reported.

There is no doubt that Han Wenqing is the absolute core and spiritual leader of Tyranny, and also a strict "supervisor" of the captain; and Ji Leng is the "lubricant" of the team, which has something to do with his gentle personality. It is also related to the flexibility of the assassin profession; and the priest player, seemingly inconspicuous, is actually an important "supporter" of the team - the other players, Zhang Xinjie, have no time to take a closer look, but these three are enough to outline The rough outline of Tyranny's team building philosophy.

Tyranny is definitely not Han Wenqing's team alone, just as Excellent Era is not Ye Qiu's team alone.

He buried this conclusion in a hidden corner of his mind, and continued walking aimlessly with the flow of people like a fish in an ocean current.

The hostility between the teenagers came and went quickly. After the group had dinner, Zhang Xinjie's companions had already put the small disturbance in the hall to the fore. A group of people gathered in the dormitory to discuss their respective occupations, The character I like and the little ambition that shines in the dusk and night.

Zhang Xinjie didn't talk much, but he listened very carefully, and only answered a few sentences when asked occasionally.When he confessed that the profession he used was a priest, he inevitably drew a slight smile-it has almost become a norm for young people to be obsessed with strong DPS professions.

But Zhang Xinjie was not angry or confused by this. He had his own plan and was able to follow the planned route step by step.

He could even make fun of himself amidst the laughter of the crowd—but his tone was still calm, and there was no intention of grandstanding. Soon, everyone's attention turned to a young man who claimed that he had been stuck with the account of Desert Dust for a long time. , Zhang Xinjie was submerged in the hustle and bustle, so he stopped talking, and only cared about making his own bed.When everyone laughed at the "unknown" young man, they were surprised to find that Zhang Xinjie had cleaned up the entire dormitory completely.

"My God... you are too capable! You will be the labor committee member of our dormitory from now on!"

The teenagers burst into laughter, but Zhang Xinjie nodded unhurriedly: "Okay, then I'll draw up a sanitation plan for the dormitory. Wait a moment, and I'll come up with the plan in 20 minutes."

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, but Zhang Xinjie had already started to act. After 20 minutes, a densely packed schedule, accurate to each specific time slot, appeared in front of them.

"My God..." The student who had previously assigned Zhang Xinjie to be the "labor committee member" covered his face at this moment, with a look of unbearable look on his face.

In fact, this harmonious atmosphere did not last long. After the training camp officially opened, people quickly noticed Zhang Xinjie's "differentness".

He rarely talks on weekdays, and he has no interest in social activities outside of training. Even the only female student in the training camp came to him, and he looked uninterested—this really made other students feel angry. .

What was even more unexpected was that Zhang Xinjie's hand speed was very fast.

How fast is it?On the first day of the camp, the coaches of the training camp were shocked.And this kind of "fastness" is not created by random typing on the keyboard, but his effective operating hand speed has indeed reached an astonishing level.

"This hand speed is more than 300?"

"do not know……"

"Not only?"

People around were whispering, but Zhang Xinjie turned a deaf ear and continued to complete the training tasks assigned by the coach step by step.

The coach is also someone who has "experienced the world" - he was the "old partner" who pioneered online games with Han Wenqing at the very beginning. Due to his age, he couldn't become a registered professional player, so he took on the mission of cultivating newcomers for Tyranny .But at this moment, Zhang Xinjie's hand speed still surprised him. He suppressed his surprise, wrote down the student's name and occupation, and began to assign new training tasks.

In fact, many people join Tyranny's youth training camp just for the sake of freshness, or treat the youth training camp as a "summer camp", without a clear understanding of the future "career planning", and the boring training will soon be exhausted. Let them complain.There are very few students who can persevere in all the training items every day without complaining.

The coach sighed and understood the hardships inside. He paced back and forth in the aisle of the training room, inspecting the completion of each student's training. Suddenly, he stopped in a corner of the training room.

"Have you finished your training?"

"It's done." Zhang Xinjie put down the pen in his hand and turned to face the coach.

"what are you writing?"

"The record of the training project just now."

He handed the notebook on the table to the coach—it recorded the completion of each training item today, and there were some notes on it with a pen of another color—where there were mistakes, and the mistakes were caused by What caused it and how to avoid it in the next training session.

The coach nodded, put the notebook back on his desk, and continued walking forward with his hands behind his back.Some students had already turned their heads to look in Zhang Xinjie's direction curiously, but he had already turned back, leaving his peers with a silent back.

The training room quickly returned to silence, and only the sound of everyone typing on the keyboard, the coach's unhurried footsteps, and the hum of the air conditioner in midsummer could be heard in the entire space.Zhang Xinjie was still writing hard, raising his head from time to time to think for a while, but inadvertently met the coach's gaze.

A look that made him feel that he was "seeing through".

That was the first time he realized that while he was watching Tyranny, Tyranny was also watching him in another way.

TBC