A group of players are making trouble together. The official personnel of the Chinese division league must have to intervene. Zhou Huo was prepared and explained the cause and effect of the incident as soon as possible. By the way, he also explained it to several other teams. No disciplinary violations, no fouls, scolding trolls on the public platform is just the player's personal behavior, and he is forced to fight back. It does not violate any regulations of the league itself.
However, the league officials still sent official notices to Free, Saint, and Yizhan Club, asking the club to regulate the behavior of players, prohibiting the club from expanding its influence, and persuading the club management to cooperate with the official and try to maintain the positive image of the players.
After all, the players didn't really violate the discipline, and the officials couldn't impose any punishment, so they could only give a warning. Zhou Huo has probably been with Yu Sui and this group of villains for a long time recently, and he has grown in temper. He has lost his usual slickness. He is neither humble nor arrogant when replying to league officials. Still won't suffer after getting angry.
After dealing with the official side, Zhou Huo felt refreshed when he pressed the send button. How could he feel that he was young and dangling, even if he dyed white hair, Shi Luo seemed to be able to spray all over the national clothes. Invincible.
After having a small meeting with a few staff on the base, Zhou Huo put his mind at ease and let everyone go to rest. He checked the time, it was past one o'clock in the morning.
Zhou Huo walked out of the conference room on the first floor and walked around the first floor of the base without seeing anyone. He only met Old Qiao who came downstairs and waited for takeout. Zhou Huo asked, "Where are the others? Are you asleep?"
"I don't know, I just washed my clothes." Old Qiao rolled up his cuffs, "I'm sorry to let Auntie wash my pajamas and panties. It's been a week and I just finished washing them. What's wrong?"
"What's the matter? I'm happy to be a troll." Zhou Huo straightened his neckline and smiled, "It's really cool, I feel like I'm a few years younger. Are they sleeping or playing? I'll report the final article. I fell asleep too."
"I don't know, they were still in the training room before I washed the clothes. Chen Huo and Puppy seemed to be on, I don't know what they were doing, Yu Sui and Evil were on the sofa." Speaking of this old Joe frowned, "How do I feel... Yu Sui and Shi Luo have always been together recently? How did they get closer than others since they reconciled? "
A secret smile flashed in Zhou Huo's eyes, "It's a good relationship, Shi Luo has that temper, when he hates Yu Sui, he almost fights with Yu Sui; It's youth."
"Okay." Old Qiao shook his head indifferently, "In FS, he was only Nian Yusui."
The deliveryman came to ring the doorbell, Lao Qiao hurried to open the door, and Zhou Huo went upstairs to find someone by himself.
He had already dealt with what he should have dealt with. Zhou Huo wanted to tell a few players that this was officially over, but Zhou Huo still couldn't hear people when he walked to the second floor, and there was no sound outside the dormitory door of several people. , Zhou Huo pushed open the door of the training room and saw that the four people were full, without exception, all in his seat.
No one is broadcasting live, no one is playing anything else, they are all training their own as usual.
Originally influenced by several team members, Zhou Huo, who felt very good about himself and felt that he had returned to the rebellious period, stood in place, and his throat was a little tight for a while.
Just two hours ago, the trolls on the forum were still sneering at these people, saying that they prostituted Internet celebrities, slept with fans, mixed wages on the field, and played one by one when they got off the field.
Many players don't know the situation, and they believe it. They feel that this group of players with an average age of just over 20 is just relying on their talents to be a little higher than ordinary people, and they can easily earn millions of annual salary. The game makes money, and the life should not be too moist.
Shi Luo and several people are used to being sprayed, and they are also used to spraying people. There is no problem with the group of hard-headed people. They can't lose to anyone when they are poisoned, but none of these people will buy miserably.
No player has explained to himself that the annual salary of tens of millions is not so easy to get.
Abandoned studies, cut off the way back.
Sacrificing youth, sacrificing health, sacrificing the time to accompany family members, sacrificing the best love time.
There are many troubles from the outside world, the competition is very stressful, and the competition in the circle is very strong.
It takes a lot of hard work, it takes hard work, and it wants to win more than anyone else.
I don't want to win too much, who would temporarily suppress their anger after being splashed with sewage and not wash them clean, and not even waste one or two hours of training time.
At least an ordinary person like Zhou Huo couldn't do it. He wasn't really in it, and he was still so mad at the moment that he wanted to fight the trolls for another 800 rounds.
But these players did it.
After spraying and scolding, taking the time to flirt, and seeing if there is still time, I still need to train for a while.
Even if the coach has said you can rest, even if it's just an hour or two.
Zhou Huo stood outside the door of the training room, calmed down by Shi Luo's second brain fever, and for the first time felt that his team, this group of villains, had more professional ethics than anyone else.
Zhou Huo didn't enter the house again to disturb everyone that the official side had closed the case. He took a few photos for everyone outside the door.
The official side has dealt with it well. Zhou Huo originally wanted to inform everyone and then use the official blog to post a Weibo of the trolls to end this matter, but now it seems that he has a small structure.
Zhou Huo logged on Free official blog and posted a Weibo post with the photos.
[Diaozzi is serious, and he is serious about wanting to win. 】
As soon as it was posted on Weibo, there were thousands of comments, and fans who really liked Free players were completely proud. Fans who originally worried that a few Free people would lose their fans because of their smearing are no longer unfounded.
Players who I have liked for so many years will never disappoint, say the most poisonous swear words, play the most serious games, do not conflict, and do not need trolls to point and point.
The turmoil gradually subsided after a few days. Although it was unfortunate that it was almost unclean, Zhou Huo's management team was completely successful with the Free players after this battle.
Zhou Huo is no longer obsessed with managing the popularity of the team, nor does he insist on maintaining the perfect image of the players.
"It's also good, so that everyone is not tied up. It's not an idol, or something with a bad attitude. What's the matter with us, that's how we are, and the number of fans is still crushing others."
At noon, Zhou Huo, who held a meeting for several people while everyone had breakfast, relaxed and said, "With us proofing, the other teams are also tough. I heard that ROD's state is completely adjusted. He said it during the live broadcast yesterday, looking forward to it. Play another game with us in the playoffs and be ashamed."
"Okay, okay." Puppy said lazily, "Young man, you have to be sprayed a few times to train his mental quality. This time he was attacked by the Internet, it will not be easy for him to be deformed due to the pressure in future competitions, hey. ... This time we are all training for NSN, and it's a loss."
"Reminder, ROD is the same age as you, just one year younger than Yu Sui, and one year older than Shi Luo." Old Qiao said and sighed, "It's still miserable for us, the four active starters are the oldest. Twenty-one, basically all poisons are invulnerable."
Chen Huo took a bite of the pickled cucumber and sighed, "What has this world done to us..."
"Speak well." Shi Luo frowned, "Don't be sour and disgusting."
"Look, Gu Ying's self-pity is going to be sprayed." Chen Huo touched his face pitifully, "Aren't wicked people worthy of being pampered?"
Yu Sui slowly took a mouthful of porridge, "It's not worthy."
"Old Joe is in charge of the training, the coach is professional, and the data analysis team is also professional. I won't talk about these things. In short, NSN, which is the No. 2 in the regular season, has been inexplicably won. Now, here's Saint. It's not many days. The data analysis of Saint this season is estimated to be given to you. Angel Sword is still the first nurse's treatment. Their style of play is actually quite good for us. , the self-supplement is self-supplement, and I won’t say much about what I don’t understand.” Zhou Huo took a notebook to write and draw, “You don’t need to worry about the management of the team, just say one thing and ask everyone’s opinion. ."
Zhou Huo put down his notebook and looked at everyone, "Holy Sword."
"This forced team doesn't know what to do crazy, and has been staring at us all the time. I have already scolded them twice on the official blog. Liang Zi is really forged, and it is impossible to have peace with each other. I'm done." Zhou Huo asked the crowd, "I want to ask you former Sacred Sword players, if I turn around to make their mentality, is it possible to do it?"
Old Qiao glanced at Zhou Huo unexpectedly, "It's amazing, are you infected by a few of them?"
"It's also infected, and I'm really fed up with this broken team, half and half." Zhou Huo asked, "Anyway, I can understand their games without translation, and I can also watch their forums. It's impossible for the team not to lose all the time, would it be useful if I taunted a few words when they fell down?"
Yu Sui shook his head, "It's useless."
Puppy followed up, "Impossible, one is the cultural difference, they are more open to it, and the other is that their business philosophy is different, even if a player's mentality collapses, they will be replaced immediately, and it will not interfere with the whole. ."
"It's not surprising that they targeted us." Chen Huo looked at Yu Sui while chewing on the cucumber, "Yu Sui didn't renew the contract, and this one thing offended them completely. Puppy and I went back to China together. Being counted on Yu Sui's head, they all hold grudges at the top."
Zhou Huo frowned and said, "Is it disgusting from the top management? Their players are also disgusting. Do you still remember the previous round of Angel Sword and Wawa? Their players also posted screenshots of the medics in the round of our division to show off their power on Twitter, what kind of thing? Son."
"I know about this." Shi Luo took a bite of the fried dough stick. "When I win the World Championship, if I can meet them, I can make an appointment with those players to cancel the number."
Yu Sui's eyes lit up slightly, looked sideways at Shi Luo, and smiled.
Chen Huo gasped and looked at Shi Luo up and down, "Evil, we shouldn't play so much."
Shi Luo wiped his mouth until now, "I make an appointment myself, you don't have to participate."
Zhou Huo looked dazed and looked at Lao Qiao beside him, "What is the battle of deleting accounts?"
"Black talk." Lao Qiao smiled, "It looks like it came from a black Internet cafe..."
Lao Qiao put down his spoon and explained to Zhou Huo, "Delete the account battle, some players used to play it a long time ago, and there is a deep hatred in the game for various reasons, which can't be solved at all. Someone will make a life and death match, Those who win are fine, and those who lose will delete their accounts."
"It's not easy to maintain an account. I won't say how much it costs to recharge to buy skins. Many skins are out of print. Now you can't buy them even if you have money. And you have a record of playing one game at a time every quarter. Then They're all iron medals." Lao Qiao looked at Shi Luo, "Not to mention the value of professional players' accounts, in terms of money, they don't even count the recharge, and they close their eyes when they spend money on their wives, one by one. Those who have topped up tens of thousands of dollars are considered few, so what about emotional memory?”
"On the personal account, I remember every friend they added, as well as every in-game chat record with their friends. Their friends are basically professional players, many of them are retired, and any records in the game are not cleared. Yes, isn't that all memories? There are also records of each game, and everyone who retires in the future has a look, this is what he has built." Lao Qiao recalled the bits and pieces before his retirement and sighed, "Just a few months ago When the team was founded, the official took care of Yu Sui so much, and was willing to provide any help, Yu Sui didn't ask for anything, he only opened up to the official once, that is, to the account we canceled back then, why do you think it is?"
Zhou Huo froze in place, looked at Shi Luo, and smiled dryly, "Then... there's really no need to play such a big game."
"It doesn't matter, I wanted to make an appointment earlier, but at that time..." Shi Luo paused and didn't say anything further.
Zhou Huo didn't react, and asked curiously, "Who did you want to date?"
Yu Sui's eyes moved, and he looked at Shi Luo, "Me."
Shi Luo looked left and right, didn't speak, and acquiesced.
Chen Huo clapped the table with a smile, "I don't even remember, the first medic in our division was our Luoluo, alas, it's not me, really, Shiluo, you really should have been before you changed jobs back then. I'll make an appointment with Yu Sui, and I'll be happy if you two delete your account!"
Yu Sui looked at Shi Luo steadily, "...Why didn't you make an appointment?"
Shi Luo glanced at Yu Sui, and after a moment of silence, he said vaguely, "We were both new numbers at that time, so it would be meaningless to delete it."
Yu Sui knew that this was not the answer, so he was jealous of the people beside the table, so he didn't ask any further questions. After finishing the business, everyone dispersed. Shi Luo went to the terrace to smoke alone, and Yu Sui followed.