[Han Zhang] One thought

06.

What does it mean to officially become a member of Tyranny's youth training camp?For Zhang Xinjie, one of the most urgent agendas is that he must drop out of school and devote himself to glory training.But when he took advantage of the weekend to talk to his family, he found that his parents had only suspended him from school, and the school still retained his student status.

"We also want to leave you a way out. You don't dare to guarantee that you can become a professional player [-]% right now?"

Zhang Xinjie was silent.In fact, his parents were enlightened enough, at least they didn't block him from going to Q City to join Tyranny's youth training camp.

His father is a university professor, and his mother is an attending physician in a hospital. His education has always been "stocking up" and he only provides advice and does not participate in decision-making.For example, at this moment, on the basis of fully respecting his choice, his parents also provided him with an "alternative plan".

This indeed solved Zhang Xinjie's worries, but his future still had to be fought for by himself.

After the official training in the youth training camp was on track, Team Tyranny also officially started the second season. To the coach's surprise, the momentum of the team was extremely astonishing, and there was no hidden worry about the previous cold season. It seems that the agreement with the coach has also been thrown out of the blue.But the coach still pays close attention to all the "potential" seedlings in the training camp, and even Aicai eagerly "starts small things" for them.

However, the strict and honest style inherited from the coach and Team Tyranny caused some students to complain endlessly. Zhang Xinjie keenly sensed something unusual in all kinds of complaints, both open and secret.

What surprised him even more was that this unusual atmosphere coincided with his assumption - Tyranny was facing a crisis.

To Tyranny, he was just an insignificant student, but he regarded himself as an observer. This child from a family of scholars directly regarded Tyranny's team as his research object.

Soon, his idea came true - when the coach had almost forgotten about Ji Leng's coming, the other party suddenly appeared in the youth training camp and brought Tyranny's captain, Han Wenqing.

They came in quietly, and when the students noticed their tracks, several students could not restrain their exclamation.

But Han Wenqing had already unceremoniously thrown a sniper in the past, and the impatient student was taken aback suddenly, shaking the hand holding the mouse, and directly threw the character on the screen off the cliff.

Similar tragedies happened frequently in the training room. In the end, even the coach couldn't stand it anymore, and yelled, "Give me a well-behaved training! You don't even have this psychological quality. What glory is there?"

Calm was barely restored in the training room, but as Han Wenqing walked around the room, many students fell into a panic again. Characters falling off the cliff, circling in circles, throwing skills...it was really horrible.

"Is this the outstanding student you mentioned?" Han Wenqing asked the coach sharply.

The coach's face was also a little uneasy, but because he cherished his talent, he didn't answer Han Wenqing's words.Just as the coach and Han Wenqing were staring at each other, Zhang Xinjie in the corner suddenly said, "They're just nervous."

"Nervous? What's there to be nervous about?" Han Wenqing glared angrily at the "pretentious" student, "I'm nervous now, what should I do when I play in the future?"

Zhang Xinjie was stunned, but Han Wenqing still looked like he was going to continue to scold. At this moment, Ji Leng pulled the hem of his team uniform from the side, brought it close to his ear, and whispered something.

Zhang Xinjie only felt that the gaze cast on him suddenly became as sharp as a knife's edge, sweat dripped from his back unknowingly, and for the first time in his life, he felt a feeling of "being seen through".

Fortunately, Han Wenqing quickly turned around and walked away, continuing to inspect the training situation of the students in the training room, Zhang Xinjie also turned around and focused on the next training items.

The difficulty of the training he is doing is not low-it is a project specially designed by the coach for him to improve reaction speed and micromanagement, and it is transformed from a cliff in the game.He must maneuver his character to dodge the rolling rocks on the cliff, while maintaining fast progress to reach the finish line within the allotted time.

His operation can also be regarded as being familiar with the road, and the time-consuming to reach the finish line was within the time stipulated by the coach, but he was still inevitably hit by two stones.This map is not a high-risk map, and the result of being smashed is nothing more than a layer of blood, but it is obvious that Zhang Xinjie is not satisfied with this result. He buried his head in the notebook at hand and wrote something quickly. After a while, it was quickly crossed out, and a few words were rewritten on the side.

"Do you know where your problem is?"

A voice suddenly came from behind.

It wouldn't be too much to say that he was frightened, but Zhang Xinjie's right hand holding the pen still visibly froze for a moment. He calmly covered the cap of the pen, turned around, looked directly into Han Wenqing's eyes, and replied, "I think I There may be a bottleneck in the training, the Korean team."

"Nonsense," the other party seemed impatient, "What is the bottleneck, tell me."

Zhang Xinjie lowered his eyelids and blinked lightly, as if he was thinking carefully about how to speak.

"I've been practicing micromanagement very hard, but I always feel that...my reaction speed is not fast enough..."

"Because you think too much," Han Wenqing didn't seem to want his answer. "How can you have time to think so much during the competition?"

"I—" Zhang Xinjie was rarely forced to ask at a loss for words, "I just want to avoid accidents as much as possible..."

"So? Did you make it?"

"No—but if I train harder..."

"Your name is Zhang Xinjie, right?" Han Wenqing interrupted again, "The victory or defeat is not hypothetical, nor is it something you came up with here. If these things cannot be translated into actual operations, then it is worthless."

"But--"

He still seemed to want to defend himself, but Han Wenqing had already turned and left, leaving him with a straight back.

He froze in place, his mind was buzzing, the coach slowly came over and patted him on the shoulder, and whispered something in his ear, but he couldn't hear a word.

His dazed state lasted until the end of the training in the morning, and he was still able to complete the following training items as usual, but his results were very mediocre and did not meet his expectations.Han Wenqing's words kept lingering in his ears. To be honest, he didn't agree with Han Wenqing's point of view, but he also couldn't find a reason to convince himself.

The coach saw that he was out of his mind and told him to take a nap before continuing training.

It was obviously too late to go back to the dormitory to sleep and then return to the training room, but he really needed to take a break and clear up his chaotic thoughts.After hesitating for a moment, he decided to borrow the common room on the second floor of Tyranny Club and take a nap on the sofa - at this point, all the official players of Team Tyranny should be eating, and no one would appear in the lounge.

But when he gently pushed open the door of the lounge, he was surprised to find that Han Wenqing was leaning on the back of the sofa in the lounge with his eyes closed, and he wondered if he had fallen asleep.

He froze at the door, in a dilemma for a while.Han Wenqing suddenly said, "Go in if you want to go in, and go out if you want to go out. Don't block the door."

After hesitating for a moment, Zhang Xinjie opened the door and came in. He walked to Han Wenqing cautiously, and sat down on the sofa opposite him.

This was the first time he observed Han Wenqing up close, the person who used to only appear in TV cameras, posters, and e-sports magazines—he was surprised to find that even with his eyes closed, he could still make him feel With such a strong pressure, he felt a tightness in his chest, as if the air pressure in the entire room had dropped.

"How is Da Chao? Have you talked to him?" Han Wenqing asked suddenly.

Zhang Xinjie was stunned—obviously, Han Wenqing mistook him for someone else, but before he could open his mouth to defend himself, Han Wenqing had already spoken on his own.

"I know he's in good shape now, and the team's results are passable, but the schedule has just begun, and no one can tell if he will lose the chain halfway like last year..." Han Wenqing paused, his brows furrowed tightly. Gathered together, but did not open his eyes, "His own state - he should be aware of it, but we still have to talk about it, at least let the teammates have a mental preparation? We are not going to shift the responsibility to him , to help him find a way to solve the problem."

Zhang Xinjie was completely stunned, his mind turned quickly, and he quickly figured out the ins and outs of what Han Wenqing said, but he was even more stunned.

"Big super" refers to Meng Chao, the operator who should never change. Zhang Xinjie always pays more attention to this "same professional" player. Zhang Xinjie was also aware of the fluctuations in his state last season, but he I didn't realize that the situation had gotten to this point.

He also did not expect that Han Wenqing had such a meticulous and prudent side—in his previous cognition, the name Han Wenqing was always associated with sternness, even fierceness, when Han Wenqing said "Help him find a way Solve the problem", he just felt sour on the bridge of his nose.

This is the captain of our Tyranny—even though he is only a member of the youth training camp, but at this moment, this feeling is so real and intense that it is rare for him to be at a loss.

"Ji Leng?" Han Wenqing, who hadn't been able to wait for a long time to reply, finally called out with an emphatic tone.

"Team Han, Vice Team Ji is not here." Zhang Xinjie quickly explained.

Han Wenqing sat up straight suddenly, opened his eyes, and glared at the person in front of him.

"It's you..." There was a rare look of embarrassment on his face, as if he couldn't hold back, "Don't talk about what happened today..."

"Yes." Zhang Xinjie nodded solemnly.

Han Wenqing breathed a sigh of relief, sat in a daze for a long while, looked at Zhang Xinjie again, and said slowly, "Your talent is good, but the direction of your efforts is wrong..."

He stood up and patted Zhang Xinjie on the shoulder: "Let me tell Ji Leng to take you to practice when he is free. Then you will know that real competitions are full of surprises, not All things can always be under your control, no matter how precise your calculations are, there is a possibility that you may miss it.”

After speaking, Han Wenqing turned around and walked out. Zhang Xinjie quickly raised his voice and asked, "So what should I do?"

"Experience," Han Wenqing turned his head at the door and looked directly at the young student who was half a head shorter than himself. "What you lack is experience. I can't teach you this stuff. You can only accumulate it by yourself. You are smart. Brain is certainly very valuable, but experience can save you energy and allow you to use your mind in the most critical places instead of wasting it in unnecessary calculations.”

TBC