[Han Zhang] One thought

08.

It is not easy to digest the word "experience" in Han Wenqing's mouth. Fortunately, he still has more time.

Life in the youth training camp has gradually entered the right track, and his companions have gradually adapted to his peculiar way of working and resting—every day, he gets up at 6 a.m. for a morning run, washes up and goes to bed at 11 p.m. "Eat without talking, without sleeping".But he is still a "heterogeneous" who is incompatible with the people around him-he seems to lack interest in socializing, and he is indifferent to group activities such as watching movies and having dinner in the training camp, and often spends time outside training. I locked myself in the house on weekends, not knowing what to study.

The coach also noticed his "unfitness", but he didn't take this matter to heart. The personality of the students is not something he needs to worry about. Afterwards, "not fitting in" wasn't a big surprise for him.

But after entering the team training stage, Zhang Xinjie's personality caused him a lot of trouble - in team battles, he, a priest, hardly had any communication with his teammates, even though he could seize the opportunity to heal immediately , and cast skills accurately, but he also often acts out of the command of the captain—when he thinks that his own judgment is more accurate, he will forget all the commands of others.

This is no longer a simple indifference or aloofness, but a kind of conceit taken to the extreme.

The coach is already scratching his head—such an ego seems reasonable in a talented player, but it is extremely dangerous in a priest.

Fortunately, Han Wenqing did not forget his promise - on a certain weekend, when Zhang Xinjie came back from a morning run, he suddenly found Ji Leng standing at the foot of the stairs, beckoning to him with a smile.

"Deputy Team Ji, what do you need from me?" Zhang Xinjie walked over and stood in front of Ji Leng in a well-mannered manner.

"You don't have any other arrangements, do you? If not, I'll take you to practice."

"Huh?" Zhang Xinjie couldn't recover for a while.

"I promised the captain, I will take you to practice."

"But now I'm sweating all over..."

"What's the matter?" Ji Leng looked at Zhang Xinjie with a serious face, and shook his head with a smile, "Okay, okay, go back and clean up, come to the training room to find me...the captain is here too."

"Team Han?" Zhang Xinjie was completely stunned.

"Yes, don't dawdle, you have to know that the time of professional players is very precious."

When Zhang Xinjie quickly took a hot shower and rushed back to the training room, he saw Ji Leng and Han Wenqing waiting for him in the training room. Obviously, the stern Han Wenqing and the smiling Ji Leng are the "examiners" today.

Zhang Xinjie had already defined today's experience as a "test". Although his operations were careful enough, after the simulated team training, he was inevitably scolded by Han Wenqing.

"Why didn't you follow the command? What happened to the big healing technique? Who told you to use it?"

Zhang Xinjie stared blankly at the computer screen, and was about to explain when Han Wenqing cursed again.

"You think your judgment is right, why didn't you tell me?"

Zhang Xinjie turned his head suddenly, his eyes were full of surprise. Obviously, this sentence was completely unexpected.

"I - I don't know how to say it..." Zhang Xinjie replied hesitantly.

"What do you mean 'I don't know how to say'? You can't type? What is the team channel for? Even if you don't have time to type, I'm sitting next to you, why don't you speak? Are you dumb?"

Zhang Xinjie froze in place as if he had been struck by lightning. Ji Leng stabbed Han Wenqing with his elbow, but he continued unmoved: "What do you think of the team? What do you think of the team today? It's just a simulation, we have four people, the opponent is a system NPC, when you become a professional player in the future, a team of 6 people, the opponents are all living people, you still compete like today? Don't you think you have a healer role You can save the world without saying a word, right? You are a healer, and your responsibility is to protect the whole team. You can’t even communicate with your teammates. What else can you do? Watch the whole team wipe out?”

Zhang Xinjie's mind was buzzing, as if struck by lightning, but Han Wenqing didn't give him much time to think, and a new round of training had already begun.

This time, Zhang Xinjie tried to force himself to observe the connection between his teammates instead of just capturing healing opportunities.But he still rarely used the team channel, until an enemy NPC tried to sneak attack Han Wenqing, and he hurriedly typed the word "be careful" in the channel.But when he pressed Enter to send, Han Wenqing had skillfully manipulated the character to avoid the blow, and he punched the opponent accurately.

"Do you need to remind me of this level of sneak attack?" Han Wenqing reprimanded directly, "Can you use your attention where it is necessary?"

In the next half of the training match, Zhang Xinjie played like walking on eggshells—Han Wenqing would scold him severely at almost any time, but after the training ended, Han Wenqing got up uncharacteristically and left the training room with Ji Leng without a word.

Zhang Xinjie watched them leave in a daze, but the coach came over at this moment and patted him on the shoulder wordlessly.Ji Leng walked to the door, turned around suddenly, smiled and blinked at him.

Obviously, it was impossible for Zhang Xinjie to live comfortably this weekend. He spent a lot of time lying on the bed with his hands folded behind his head, staring at the snow-white ceiling, thinking about the few words Han Wenqing left behind.

Communication with teammates is necessary, but it cannot be "ineffective communication", because every second counts on the field.

So what exactly is effective communication?

After watching the movie, the roommates returned to the dormitory together, chattering about the plot, completely ignoring Zhang Xinjie, the "invisible man".Zhang Xinjie sat up suddenly at this moment, startling everyone.

"Sorry..." He groped out of the bed, put on his glasses and shoes, and rushed out the door without a word.

Behind him, the roommates looked at each other, and later gave up trying to figure out what this person meant, and then started discussing the plot.And Zhang Xinjie ran all the way to the stairs along the corridor, rushed downstairs quickly, and rushed out of the club.

He almost ran all the way, making seven turns along the street, and came to a park.He sat down on the bench, took out his cell phone, and dialed a number.

"Hello?" The voice from over there was still sleepy.

"Headmaster, it's me, Zhang Xinjie...Are you free? I'm at the park...well, I'll wait for you."

The boy who arrived 10 minutes later was none other than Zhang Xinjie's former "dormitory head" and the student who assigned him to be a "labor committee member". At the moment, he was wearing the school uniform of Q City No. [-] Middle School, looking out of breath. Came here.

"Why did you suddenly call me out when you have time?" He casually sat down next to Zhang Xinjie, patted him on the shoulder, and was surprised to find that his former classmate didn't look energetic, "What? Got into trouble in the training camp? "

"I can't say..." Zhang Xinjie frowned and nodded, then shook his head again, "I'm thinking that maybe my own decision was wrong..."

"What decision? Dropping out of school to fight for Glory?"

"It's not...it's about my style of play."

Zhang Xinjie briefly described his current situation to the former head of the dormitory, as well as Han Wenqing's accusations against him. The other party shook his head and smacked his lips from time to time.

"It shouldn't be...you weren't like this before."

"I didn't mean to be out of gregariousness...but I was also very distressed. I really couldn't take care of so many interpersonal things if I wanted to focus on training. And I really didn't know what to do in the team. How to communicate with teammates, because I have no way to distinguish what kind of communication is effective..."

Zhang Xinjie talked a lot. He was alone in Q City thousands of miles away from home, and this "former dormitory head" from Q City was almost the only person he could confide in.

"Hey, listen to me," the head of the dormitory put his arms around Zhang Xinjie's neck, interrupting his lengthy narration, "No one is born to be a team player. If you don't know how to communicate, just learn it. Look at your bully. Figure out the game, see how they play team battles, if it doesn’t work, ask the coach, ask the captain, ask the pastor of your team...you are so smart, you can always learn.”

Zhang Xinjie stared straight at the other party, and blinked silently: "Is that so..."

"Have some confidence in yourself, okay?" The other party showed a look of resentment, and rubbed the top of Zhang Xinjie's head vigorously, "I think Tyranny should think highly of you... Think about it, training Is there any other student in the battalion who has been personally instructed by the captain and vice-captain? You are so listless, do you live up to other people's expectations?"

Zhang Xinjie was startled, and laughed out loud.

"Okay, okay," the other party showed a relieved smile, and patted Zhang Xinjie's shoulder, "Let's have dinner together, and I'll go back to school in a while...you go back and think about it, our head teacher said, life It’s just a process of trial and error, if this path doesn’t work, then try another path.”

"Thank you." Zhang Xinjie looked straight into the eyes of his former classmates and nodded solemnly.

"There is nothing to be thankful for," the other party stood up suddenly, and patted the ashes on his buttocks, "Let's go to eat."

Zhang Xinjie sent the head of the dormitory back to school, and when he returned to the Tyranny Club, it was already evening, and the roommates were nestled in their respective beds, playing with their mobile phones, or watching videos with earphones plugged in.Zhang Xinjie greeted them in a low voice, then sat back at his desk, opened the webpage, and started searching for Tyranny's game videos.

What is effective communication?Zhang Xinjie stared at Tyranny's team channel all night, but found almost nothing - except for Han Wenqing's few instructions and Ji Leng's few reminders, there was almost no superfluous words in the channel.

Is the communication still out of the channel?

Zhang Xinjie pulled the progress bar of the video back to the beginning, focused on the game itself, and carefully observed the cooperation of Tyranny's team.

TBC