At the same time, in the IAC base, Shi Luo received a friend request.
Shi Luo opened it and looked at it. The other party was the former deputy manager of NSN.
When Shi Luo first went to NSN, he and Zhou Huo were in the same club for just two months. Later, when Shi Luo moved, Zhou Huo went to another team not long after that. Since then, the two have never met again.
At the same time, Zhou Huo introduced him to his current situation. Only then did Shi Luo know that this was his future manager.
After two polite sentences with each other, Zhou Huo and Shi Luo raised the same live broadcast comments, and Shi Luo hesitated for half a minute and replied to Zhou Huo.
Yu Sui was contacting the headquarters of the FOG China Division to retrieve the game account that was cancelled that year. He opened the voice of the headquarters staff and typed back to Zhou Huo.
[Yu Sui]: [I don't accept it. ]
[Shi Luo]: [No. ]
Zhou Huo: …
Zhou Huo could understand that Shi Luo still had grudges as a victim, but Yu Sui didn't accept that he replied faster than Shi Luo, which is very confusing. Why is he? ! Zhou Huo quickly replied to Yu Sui.
[Zhou Huo]: [I don't know very well what is going on between you two, but the current situation is that both of your fans are very hostile to each other, and you will soon be on the same team. If you keep stalemate like this I don't work well here. ]
[Zhou Huo]: [The new team has just been established. As a manager, I need to do too much work, and many things need the cooperation of fans. ]
Yu Sui replied very happily: [Fans can refuse to accept it and not cooperate. ]
【Zhou Huo】: [… ]
Zhou Huo still has confidence in the performance of the team he is about to take over. Even if it is not the best in the future, it must be stable. The level of the four players is here, there is no doubt about this, but in the team's reputation, Zhou Huo Huo is sure that such a team of villains is absolutely not much better.
[Zhou Huo]: [Whisper, there is something I wanted to tell you many years ago, besides the championship trophy, you can actually give fans something else. ]
[Yu Sui]: [I can't give it. ]
[Zhou Huo]: [I ask carefully, Yu Shen, did you know that as early as two years ago, or even earlier, you had the nickname of a scumbag? ]
After the application was completed, Yu Sui saved the account, and when he looked at his phone again, Zhou Huo had already sent several messages.
[Zhou Huo]: [Let's not say that our chances of winning the championship this season are not high. Are we going to be torn all the way from the qualifiers to the playoffs? The players will be under a lot of pressure. ]
[Zhou Huo]: [Few people are like you, completely immune to negative remarks. Everyone cares about online remarks. Evil and Chen Huo have quarreled with trolls all the year round, so obviously they are easily affected. ]
[Zhou Huo]: [The work I have to do is not only to attract fans, but also to give players a relatively relaxed public opinion environment, and try my best to allow players to participate in the game without pressure. ]
[Zhou Huo]: [This is my responsibility. ]
[Zhou Huo]: [Of course, it's my job to try my best to improve the team's topicality and business value. Boss, you are my boss and my player. It's really difficult for me to do it. Can we make an appointment three chapters in advance? Regarding the operation of the team, please follow my arrangement, okay? ]
Just as Yu Sui was about to type and say no, he thought for a while and said: [As appropriate. ]
[Zhou Huo]: [… Okay. ]
Yu Sui put on his earphones and prepared to play games for a while, but the phone vibrated again.
[Zhou Huo]: [But for the follow-up work, I still have to ask one more question, have you ever been with Evil? ]
Yu Sui looked at the phone and smiled.
Is it because I did too many sins in the past, so I am being pricked one by one today
Yu Sui typed: [No. ]
[Zhou Huo]: [That's good, let's ask again without hope, do you really disagree with the live broadcast? ]
Yu Sui replied: [No. ]
[Zhou Huo]: [Can you give me a reason? ]
Yu Sui knew that Zhou Huo would not give up, so he simply said it. He was too lazy to type, so he picked up the phone and pressed the key to speak: "The live broadcast of true feelings must be without a word of communication throughout the whole process. Fans can't accept it, and they pretend to be teammates with deep affection. ... I can't pretend, I don't want to, and I don't want him to. It's boring and unnecessary.]
The top-level players who have gotten to this stage could not have been distracted by this kind of thing. Zhou Huo also understood that he had no choice but to give up.
After sending Zhou Huo away, Yu Sui put on his headphones, opened the client and debugged the basic settings, and arranged the game by himself.
After returning to China, Yu Sui applied for a trumpet in the national server when he led Wawa with the NSN team. These days, he has also entered the top 200 in the national server. He can barely play it. It is no longer a fish in a pond, but the higher the ranking The slower it got, Yu Sui waited in line, staring at the screen in a trance.
What about live streaming in the same frame? And Shi Luo pretend to let go of each other
Not to mention whether Shi Luo was relieved or not, Yu Sui himself did not.
Acting to appease fans
never mind.
Even if he didn't act, Yu Sui didn't want Luo to be in the same frame at the same time.
The game was finally ranked, Yu Sui glanced at his teammates, and said softly, "Fuck."
At the IAC team base, Shi Luo is usually not that active, but the more he wants to go, the more he feels that he should be a monk and hit the clock for a day.
After entering the game, the three teammates did not have a team in front of them, nor did they have familiar trumpets. It seemed that they were purely passers-by. Shi Luo looked at the opposite side, but there was an acquaintance on the opposite side, the medic Angel Sword of the Saint team.
Shi Luo team channel typing: [The medic on the opposite side is a professional player with a first-class milkman, try to target it as much as possible. ]
The two teammates made an "ok" expression. Only his medical doctor did not speak. Shi Luo was always tolerant to the medical doctor. He thought that he was praising the other side and made his medical doctor unhappy, so he typed again:
[IAC-Evil]: [Don't worry about doctor, you must be very good, follow me later, I will take care of you. ]
His own medical doctor still didn't speak. Shi Luo thought that the other party might be aloof, or a skilled girl who was embarrassed to speak. ]
After a full minute, the physician at home slowly typed: [Okay. ]
There is a general shortage of top medics in the professional world. Since Whisper left Europe, there have been even fewer top medics in the local competition, but Saint's Angel Sword is definitely one of them.
However, he is different from Yu Sui and Shi Luo in the past. The Angel Sword is a purely auxiliary medical treatment. It can spit out human milk. The Angel Sword will definitely not steal the head, and pay special attention to the position. It will stick to various angles to supplement the state at any time under the premise of giving him an absolute vision. When the shield is covered, he will spray medicine, and he will be slightly broken by the opponent. He will refill it immediately if there is a bloody skin, which is extremely considerate.
Shi Luo was recently hired by Varvara as a sparring trainer. Every time life was worse than death, he would think of the Angel Sword. What is nanny medical treatment? That's it!
However, Shi Luo does not have such high requirements for the medics in the platoon. They can not hang up, do not go shopping, do not block their vision, do not grab people's heads, do not waste the public economy madly, and can provide timely services when their shields are broken. Make up a shield, and you can replenish some blood in time when the residual blood is in urgent need of help.
With this mentality, Shi Luo took the medic forward to touch after the game, but the more he fought, the more surprised Shi Luo became.
My own medical doctor is more angel than the angel sword!
After the start of the game, his own medic first put a shield on the other two teammates, and then followed him throughout the whole process, but it was not a brainless follow. The FOG game character model is purely solid modeling, and players will not only squeeze each other, but each player does Actions and collisions with all items in the game map will produce sounds, and players can also judge the enemy’s position by capturing subtle sounds, so the meaningless sounds of teammates, such as repeatedly pulling the bolt and walking back and forth, will expose themselves. What Shi Luo was most afraid of was that a medic who followed too closely would reveal his position, but his own medic avoided this problem very well.
His own medical doctor's knowledge of the map is almost like a perfection. He can always find the most suitable bunker for himself, and he can always avoid the thorns, the vegetation that enlarges the sound of footsteps, and almost hides himself in the map.
Following him not too far away, he can always ensure that he is within the scope of his treatment, which cannot be more suitable.
Shi Luo took the head of the opponent's raider shortly after the start, and his own medical doctor also gained auxiliary points, and both of them were granted the authority to use the public economy, but his own medical doctor never took up half of the public economy. Resources, only consumes his own thousand economy.
The public economy is limited, and Shi Luo occupied almost all the resources that could be occupied, playing extraordinarily presumptuous.
The angel sword on the opposite side is very powerful. With his blessing, the other three people on the opposite side seem to have a lot of flesh, but Shi Luo is actually stronger than the passerby assaulter. When the game is 24 minutes into the game, Shi Luo has successfully cleared the fog all the way to the other side. The hinterland directly destroyed the reincarnation stone and won the game.
Shi Luo hasn't met such a good doctor for a long time. When the game ended, Shi Luo didn't withdraw from the picture. He added the other party's friend and typed again:
[IAC-Evil]: [Physician nb, go back and have a free team. ]
Unexpectedly, the other party did not accept friends directly.
The bullet screen on the live broadcast interface ran very fast. Luo only watched the bullet screen when the game was over. When the other party responded, he clicked on the bullet screen assistant and was stunned.
【Ah ah ah ah ah ah... 】
[666, the annual drama. 】
[Can the video of this game be submitted to the daily headlines of e-sports? 】
[After two years, a certain material library can finally have new videos. 】
【The annual drama, the annual drama, the annual drama... 】
[Evil can't see the barrage? I've been screaming for almost half an hour, and you're still saying hello to people, aren't you stupid! ! ! That's Whisper! ! ! 】
【Are you sure? There is no live broadcast over there. I scanned the live broadcast rooms of each NSN member one by one, and found no clues. It seems that Yu Shen is not at the NSN base. 】
[Whisper has moved to the base. 】
[This is definitely the Whisper trumpet. When Wawa was broadcasting live before, Whisper was on this account, and it was his own. 】
[I watched Wawa's live broadcast, and I was quite sure that this trumpet was Yu Shen, but now I am not so sure, Yu Shen can actually be so milky? 】
[It's not necessarily my account number, right? 】
[Same question, can Yu Sui play as a nurse? He didn't move his signature long dagger throughout the whole process, and he could hold back from killing, could this be Yu Sui? 】
[It's definitely him, the ability to control the map, there can be no one else except him. 】
[Again, I understand the truth, but Whisper can actually milk people? 】
[Who else could it be but him? Who will play his trumpet? Wawa is also impossible, Wawa is not so meticulous even in milk. 】
【Ah, ah, ah, I've been dead for two years, why don't you two let me go... 】
[Tears spilled over the Huangpu River, two years later, these two stabbed me together again. 】
Shi Luo looked at the barrage on the screen, all the details of the game just now flashed in his mind, and he was speechless for a while.
In hindsight, it was him.