[Han Zhang] One thought

28.

In fact, Tyranny's road to "changing formation" was not smooth, and the six seasons failed to leave them with any good memories. Instead, they ruthlessly targeted the Blue Rain team that they had studied to win this season. The champion can also be called extremely ironic.

"It was my mistake—" At the season-end summary meeting, Zhang Xinjie unceremoniously covered everything, "My estimation of Team Blue Rain was off from the very beginning."

Everyone in the meeting room had already started exchanging terrified, confused, and incredulous looks, but Han Wenqing just folded his arms calmly, signaling him to continue talking.

"Blue Rain is more flexible than we imagined. We are changing formations, and they are also changing, and they have become more timely and effective than us. I originally thought that Huang Shaotian's dissociation from the entire tactical system was due to his character, or his The style of play is limited, and now that I think about it, this should be part of their tactical system."

"You mean, Huang Shaotian did this on purpose?"

"Not necessarily, but Yu Wenzhou is fully capable of integrating Huang Shaotian into their tactics. From our point of view, Huang Shaotian seems to be running around the field, but the fact is that he is the one who connects the entire Blue Rain team's tactical configuration."

Han Wenqing nodded solemnly: "This person is more difficult than we imagined."

"When I was in the youth training camp, I dealt with him once," Zhang Xinjie said slowly. "The scariest thing about this man is that the still water runs deep. He is always scarier than you imagine."

Han Wenqing glanced at Zhang Xinjie in surprise, as if he didn't expect him to give such an astonishing evaluation.

"No matter how terrible the opponent is, we have to deal with it."

"Of course, I just remind everyone not to underestimate this person at any time."

The conference room fell into silence again, while Zhang Xinjie quietly opened the videos of Blue Rain's several playoff games and began to analyze them for everyone.

I don't know when, the players of Tyranny have become accustomed to Zhang Xinjie commenting on the team's games, and Han Wenqing's duty is to scold everyone before Zhang Xinjie's comment begins, "knock the mountain and shake the tiger".

But when Zhang Xinjie started to comment, he didn't say a word. Unless Zhang Xinjie gave him a look asking for advice, he would say a few words briefly, and then nodded to signal Zhang Xinjie to continue.

"Let Xinjie talk about it" became his new catchphrase, and even to Tyranny's team, this was a reassuring signal.

But the bitterness of failure still takes time to digest. After the meeting, Bai Yanfei asked Zhang Xinjie insincerely if he wanted to go out for supper together. Zhang Xinjie glanced at the background of Han Wenqing's hasty departure, and rejected his teammate's kindness.

"I don't have the habit of eating late at night. Go on your own. Be careful on the road and don't drink too much alcohol."

Bai Yan also dismissed this idea, greeted a few other teammates resentfully, and ran away without a trace.

Zhang Xinjie watched them disappear around the corner of the stairs, not knowing where he should go for a moment.

Are you looking for Han Wenqing?He thought so from the bottom of his heart, but there seemed to be no legitimate reason for chasing after him rashly now.

He just wandered around the corridor at a loss. After walking for a while, he saw Han Wenqing suddenly appearing at the corner in front of him. He was startled suddenly, and his footsteps stopped involuntarily.

"Aren't you going to have supper with them?"

"I'm not hungry." Zhang Xinjie answered bravely. As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a "gurgle" in his stomach, which almost resounded through the entire corridor.

This was almost the most embarrassing moment in Zhang Xinjie's life, but Han Wenqing just gave him a flat look: "Can you fill your stomach by being brave?"

Zhang Xinjie opened his mouth silently, as if he wanted to defend himself, but Han Wenqing had already waved at him: "Come with me."

He followed Han Wenqing downstairs in a daze, turned around in the club building, and finally came to the door of Han Wenqing's dormitory.

When Han Wenqing took out the key to open the door, Zhang Xinjie was still puzzled. Han Wenqing greeted him into the room, told him to sit by the bed first, and then took out a rice cooker and a handful of dried noodles from the cabinet. And a lot of bottles and cans.

Zhang Xinjie sat on the edge of the bed and stared at Han Wenqing rummaging through the boxes. This was the first time he entered Han Wenqing's dormitory, and he never expected to witness such a shocking scene.

"You...can still cook?"

"What's so strange," Han Wenqing rolled his eyes at him angrily, "It's just cooking noodles, it's not difficult."

"Why is there a pot in your dormitory?"

"I still have an induction cooker."

Han Wenqing made the noodles quickly, stared at the boiling water, and raised his eyes to glance in Zhang Xinjie's direction from time to time.

"Do you often cook for yourself?"

"During the offseason, I was too lazy to go to the cafeteria, so I started the fire myself."

"Isn't it more troublesome to cook by yourself?"

"I'm not going to be a Man-Han banquet, so where can I get into trouble if I cook noodles?"

Zhang Xinjie gave up arguing with him, and stared blankly at him stirring the noodles in the pot with his chopsticks. The mist rose from the boiling water and rushed straight to Han Wenqing's face, enveloping his face in mist, causing him to be stunned. Zhang Xinjie had an illusion as if in a dream.

In the end, Han Wenqing served him a bowl of steaming hot noodles with a thick layer of beef sauce poured on it, which smelled very fragrant.

"Where did you get the beef sauce?"

"It was given by my father's old comrade-in-arms," ​​Han Wenqing replied sullenly, his voice raised a few degrees, "what's the matter with you? You usually eat quietly, but today you talk a lot? Eat quickly, it's cold It won't taste good."

Zhang Xinjie had no choice but to bury his head in eating the noodles. After taking a few mouthfuls, he suddenly remembered something, and suddenly looked up at Han Wenqing: "Aren't you going to eat?"

"I'm not hungry."

Zhang Xinjie blinked at him in a daze, still looking as if he was in a trance.

"What's the matter? Isn't it delicious?"

"No." Zhang Xinjie quickly shook his head, "I just didn't expect you to be able to cook."

"When I was young, my parents were away for many years, and there was no one else at home. I had to figure out a way to survive, right?"

Zhang Xinjie nodded hesitantly, lowered his head and continued to pick and pull the noodles, but Han Wenqing suddenly started talking, telling Zhang Xinjie about his childhood.

"When I was a child... I was a wild child. I made my own food, and no one took care of me at home. Every day after school, I and a group of brothers in the courtyard would go up the tree to dig birds and go down to the ground to irrigate crickets."

"Pouring?"

"It's just pouring water into the cricket's hole to flood it out."

"What are you doing out there?"

"Tie grass to play with your hind legs, or raise them to fight crickets with others."

"Can it still be like this?"

"Well, I'll give you one in two days."

Zhang Xinjie's eyes widened, and he seemed to be stunned by Han Wenqing's imaginative proposal. He imagined the scene of Han Wenqing squatting on the ground feeding crickets, and couldn't help laughing out loud.

"What are you laughing at?" Han Wenqing turned his head and glared at him.

"I... can't imagine you playing with crickets."

"I was young too," Han Wenqing replied old-fashionedly, and glanced at Zhang Xinjie incidentally, "What did you play when you were young?"

"Play with Lego." Zhang Xinjie tilted his head and thought for a while, then answered honestly.

"That's too boring."

"Actually, Lego is quite fun," Zhang Xinjie defended himself earnestly. "I used Lego to build a big Transformer, and it's still in my house."

Han Wenqing imagined the scene where Zhang Xinjie was seriously putting together Lego, and laughed along with "Puchi": "Can you use Lego to make a stone without turning?"

"It's a bit difficult." Zhang Xinjie rested his chin on his hand, as if he was carefully thinking about the operability of Han Wenqing's proposal, "But I can give it a try... Maybe I can fight for you."

"Forget it," Han Wenqing quickly waved his hands, "What are you doing all this for?"

"Just for fun," Zhang Xinjie showed a very relaxed smile, "Let me buy some and let's fight together?"

"I'm not this material."

"Can we start with something simple... put together a Tyranny team logo first?"

Zhang Xinjie's seemingly nonsensical proposal failed to materialize in the end.During this offseason, all professional players have received an amazing news-Glory's professional level cap will be raised to level 70.

For players, the new level cap means new skills and new styles of play; for professional players, it means that the tactical system of the entire team must be adjusted accordingly; material requirements.

Although rumors about the increase in the level cap have long been released, when the exact information was released, the online game was full of mourning—for the Great Guild, this meant that the endless "World War" would begin again; For small guilds, this meant that wild map bosses basically had no chance with them.

Baqixiongtu's guild is not having a good time. The guild's management has just undergone a personnel change. The new boss, Jiang You, is impatient. When commanding team battles, he often yells in the channel when there is a disagreement, causing complaints from all over the guild. , the team's hearts are not in harmony, and there are naturally many obstacles to grab the wild map boss.Jiang You had no choice but to ask for help from the team again, and bravely went to the captain's office to ask Han Wenqing for help.

"What do you mean 'it's hard to lead a team'? Is it harder for you to lead a guild than it is for me to lead a team?"

Han Wenqing's reaction was obviously angry, but Jiang You could only bite the bullet and argue: "I don't know what's going on...but the guild is obviously not in the same mood right now..."

"Why?" Zhang Xinjie asked suddenly.

His tone was obviously much more relaxed than that of Han Wenqing, and Jiang You seemed to be grabbing a life-saving straw, and quickly explained: "Maybe the demand for materials is too much pressure recently..."

"It's possible," Zhang Xinjie nodded calmly, but he didn't give Jiang You a chance to continue explaining, "But judging from my experience in commanding team battles during the offseason in previous years, this possibility is not great—usually Sometimes, the pressure of a higher level cap will only strengthen the cohesiveness of the team, and players will even be more motivated when they realize that their efforts can help the team."

"Maybe... the team's recent record is not good..."

Before he finished speaking, Han Wenqing slammed the table, and a loud "bang" made Jiang You tremble with fright.

"You can't handle the internal affairs of the guild well, and you still rely on the team?"

Jiang You was so frightened by his furious aura that he fell silent, and looked at Zhang Xinjie again, hoping that the good-tempered vice-captain would come to his rescue.

"What do you mean by poor team performance?" The opponent still looked at him calmly, but his tone was very strong, "Since Tyranny won the championship in the fourth season, Tyranny has never missed the semi-finals in the fifth and sixth seasons. If this can also be called poor performance , sorry I can't accept it."

Jiang You felt like he was sitting on pins and needles at the moment, and the shirt on his back was soaked with sweat. Zhang Xinjie turned his head to look at Han Wenqing, and continued, "I'll go to the online game to have a look tonight. If there is really a need, the team will naturally help— —However, I hope that the team and the guild will support each other and overcome difficulties together, instead of blaming each other and blaming each other."

"Do you need me to take a look?" Han Wenqing asked suddenly.

"No, you just need to focus on the team."

Jiang You stared blankly at Zhang Xinjie, then secretly glanced at Han Wenqing, his mind was full of absurd and chaotic thoughts——

Why do you feel that the vice-captain is more terrifying than the captain?

TBC