In the car returning to their home base from the Saint Stadium, the four players rested on their own. There was nothing for a while. Lao Qiao kept looking at his mobile phone, taking screenshots from time to time. After driving for almost half an hour, Lao Qiao put down his mobile phone and rubbed it. Rubbing his eyes, he asked, "Can we start?"
Yu Sui opened his eyes and frowned slightly.
Zhou Huogang used Free's official blog to apologize to fans, and he said blankly, "What to start?"
"Oh, you don't know." Lao Qiao said slowly, "Old FS's habit is a necessary part after losing the game, the pot-sharing conference."
"What's the point?" Zhou Huo received a lot of dazzling comments just after posting on Weibo. He tried his best to soften his tone, "Although I'm not very good at playing this game, but I will watch it. If it doesn't work, I will listen to the commentary. It's not a big sin to lose a regular season game today under such circumstances, right? What's the matter? Can't you lose yet?"
The team official Bo is usually in charge of Zhou Huo. Just now, since the first game of the regular season, when Free is slightly disadvantaged, there have been trolls commenting on the official blog. Some words are simply unreadable. Brainless trolls do not consider what Saint is hiding. Tianke Free's tactical arrangement does not consider whether the player is a human or a machine. In short, if you lose, you will be sprayed.
The most important thing in the league is the brainless trolls. Free finally lost a game. Originally, it was not pleasing to the eyes of Free or the sunspots of a few players could finally have a good year. The fans who responded under the Free official blog Faster.
Zhou Huo thought that fortunately, Guan Bo was in charge of himself, but he couldn't help but get angry. Now, when he heard Lao Qiao's "splitting the pot" in this game, the fire that had been held for a long time was finally uncontrollable, and he said, "Yes. There are losers in the game, who stipulates that our team can't lose?! We just lost a game, and those who have won in a row can't see it? Can it all work? This is just a regular season! I don't understand Well, how come other teams don't feel pain when they lose, and it's our team's turn to die? Did our team get more league money than other teams or something?! Who do we owe something? The players are awesome, but a good team is a mistake, right? A team like this can’t lose, right?!”
After Zhou Huo finished speaking, the quiet needle drop in the car could be heard.
Zhou Huo has always been talking about people talking and talking about ghosts. This was the first time that he was so emotional that everyone in the car was stunned.
"Uh..." Lao Qiao looked at Zhou Huo carefully and hesitated, "Manager Zhou, we didn't know each other very well before, and I don't know your resume very well. You are..."
Old Qiao asked more and more carefully, "I'll ask with a big face, is it your first time running a super first-tier team?"
Zhou Huo: "… "
Zhou Huo said aggrievedly, "I used to be a deputy manager in NSN, and there are no more famous teams than NSN."
Zhou Huo admitted reluctantly, "I have a general understanding of the game, and the professional work is basically still in operation. I really don't care about the real game."
"I see." Puppy took off his earphones and stretched his waist. "Welcome to the realm of the gods, there is a saying that you are right, the team's good results are your original sin. point."
Lao Qiao glanced at Shi Luo, then looked at Yu Sui with a consulting look, Yu Sui leaned on the backrest, and said after a moment of silence, "Read."
Chen Huo took off his earphones and said helplessly, "Come here."
Zhou Huo was still completely out of his condition, and looked around at everyone, "What are you doing?"
Shi Luo opened his kitchen knife eyes, gathered his short hair, and looked at Lao Qiao with a bad expression.
"Let's start, Puppy is the most poisonous, let's read Puppy first." Lao Qiao looked at the screenshots of the forum he had taken, and read aloud without emotion, "666 can't do it during live broadcast all day long, it's really time for the game. It's too late, the first game is to let a novice go to the sniper position, you should know that you should support it as soon as possible, right? Waiting for the grave later?"
"Puppy originally had the characteristic that his marksmanship was stable, but now he is getting more and more fishing, which is too good. The older he is, the more conservative he is, and it feels like he is treating Free as a pension team."
"Puppy has a fart feature. How many years has he been blowing impulsively? How many years are you going to blow? Also, who uses him?"
"After being sold to Holy Sword, it's not without reason that Puppy was listed first. What kind of players are reserved for Holy Sword, everyone knows it."
"Puppy is indeed the best of Free, right? I must say..."
"Wait a minute." Zhou Huo interrupted Lao Qiao in a stunned voice, "What are you doing?! When other teams lose the game, they ask the players to block all public platforms and open social software. Don't watch or listen. Read it to them?! The mentality of your own team to make your own team?"
"That's right." Old Joe's face was as usual, and he asked back, "otherwise? When they were surfing the Internet, they accidentally saw the sudden collapse and couldn't stand it? What if they came into contact with these before the next game? Who is responsible for the sudden collapse before the game? "
Zhou Huo was speechless and said after a while, "That can't be..."
"Do you think..." Old Joe paused and asked, "Today, they encountered such a big accident in the first game, and they lost, and they were able to quickly get rid of their negative emotions in the second game. How did they do it? "
"How do you think the big hearts of all our villains are trained?"
Zhou Huo was suffocated.
Recalling the scene in the early days of the team, when everyone said that there was no need for a psychological counselor, Zhou Huo suddenly tightened his throat.
Old Qiao calmly said, "It is said that he is a veteran of the first team, but the oldest is actually only twenty-one, so he is so young and old, and a few years ago, we still had a team of minors. The oldest is only seventeen years old, and I need to adapt to any situation as soon as possible, relying on a big heart and being able to pretend."
"Why do you have a big heart?" Lao Qiao shook the phone in his hand, "Half natural, half practice."
"Are you still afraid that they will be rhythmized by the trolls?" Lao Qiao laughed, "It is true that some players have poor psychological quality, and after being told by a thousand trolls that he is a jerk, he really loses confidence in himself and becomes stubborn. The food is compulsive, but don't worry, a few of them won't be crippled by the trolls, they can stand it."
Zhou Huo's throat choked, he instinctively wanted to protect a few players in his family, but he endured it for a while and didn't speak any more.
Zhou Huo is good at the operation of the team. He is a layman in the part that is really related to the game. As a manager, he really has no right to intervene in how the coach trains the players.
Listening to what Lao Qiao means, this is the team's consistent training mode, and it can't be ignored.
Zhou Huo gritted his teeth and turned his head to wink at the team's camera.
Lao Qiao continued, "It's Chen Huo below..."
"Is Chen Huo only rushing without a brain now? The second round of rushing and rushing is endless. Did the angel sword green his wife?"
"Although I haven't played the game a few times, but I have watched a lot of games. Anyway, I didn't see any tricks in the two rounds. I just watched Chen Huo donkey rushing."
"In the early stage of the second game Free was draining Saint's economy, but I always felt that Chen Huo was on top, not draining the economy at all."
"Fucking consumes the economy, Chen Huo likes to be impulsive, no one will let him rush, he is willing to do so."
"I didn't win in the end, what's the point? Don't push the pot to the angel sword. Good luck, luck is also a kind of strength, right?"
"So, can Chen Huo be more detailed?"
Old Qiao turned around again and said, "Chen Huo's gone."
Chen Huo sneered, "This year's trolls can't do it, I just said this back and forth, and after so many scoldings, none of them really pierced my heart."
"And then Shi Luo's..." Old Joe paused, looked at Yu Sui again, and hesitated, "Read?"
Shi Luo said coldly, "Read."
Yu Sui didn't speak, and acquiesced.
Lao Qiao took a deep breath and said slowly, "I'll tell you one thing, is Shi Luo a cancer of the team? In the second game, he was the worst looking."
"Shi Luo's mentality, is he sure he can go to the World Championships? After losing the game, he has a dark face and can't see it."
"Show your face to his fans, otherwise why do female fans feel distressed? Shizai is the heart of sister fans. Since being sold by Whisper that year, he has attracted enough female fans in the rice circle, so he relies on making female fans. They feel bad for being popular."
"I don't know how long it will last because of being handsome and attracting fans."
"Although Shi Luo didn't make any mistakes in the second game, who can guarantee that if he had a better mentality, he wouldn't be able to show off for a long time? It's not like he can't show off!"
"The other three adjusted their emotions very quickly, but Evil can't. It's not that I'm mean. At a glance, I know that he can't stand the World Championships."
"Reasonable analysis, Whisper bought Evil into the team with an old love, yes... yes..."
Lao Qiao glanced at Shi Luo, coughed and said, "There's nothing down there..."
Shi Luo said, "Finish reading."
Shi Luo is the youngest and has never experienced this kind of psychological training in FS before. Old Qiao was still a little soft on him, and when he saw Shi Luo insisted, he continued to grit his teeth and read, "Whisper bought Evil into the team with his old feelings in mind, and he will be the whole team to the end. Did it help?"
"Fuck it! Help the fuck!" Zhou Huo finally couldn't bear it any longer, "Last season's No. 1 assaulter in the national service, tell me if you can help?! Tell me! No, I can't help it, you post the screenshot I'm going to tear him up with the trumpet! Fuck, you give me a screenshot!!!"
"No one says it's right for a troll." Lao Qiao was helpless, "Isn't this desensitizing them? What are you trying to do with a mindless troll? I have more outrageous and nonsense here, I don't think it's necessary to read with Shi Luo, do you want to listen?"
Zhou Huo said angrily, "Don't!"
Shi Luo took a light breath.
From the time he got in the car to the present, Shi Luo repeatedly recalled one sentence in his heart:
"This is what Yu Sui has experienced."
Now I am suffering the hardships he has suffered and the sins he has suffered.
My boyfriend, long ago, single-handedly resisted these.
At that time, Whisper was still very young, alone, without himself, without his current teammates, only Ji Yanhan, a Sima.
What about yourself? He was several years older than Yu Suixu at the time, he had a team to live in, a teammate he could trust, and a boyfriend who was trying to comfort him...
What can't you bear
At his age, his boyfriend was already able to confront Ji Yanhan's stubborn pen.
It's too cheap for me to be swaying for this bit of compulsion.
Thinking about this repeatedly, Shi Luo has almost resolved his negative emotions.
It's disgusting to listen directly to the trash talk of trolls, but it does work for the mentality of exercise.
His team is full of heartless big hearts, all perverts who can quickly adjust their state during the game, and they can't be worse than others.
Shi Luo was really not afraid of anything at this moment. He looked at Lao Qiao and said, "You keep reading, it's your grandson who can't stand it."
"Don't read it!" Zhou Huoqi's face turned pale, "I killed this group of idiots, why do I scold my players like this?! He didn't pay the players' wages!"
Shi Luo frowned and said coldly, "Read, I hear what's more outrageous."
Old Qiao looked back and forth between Zhou Huo and Shi Luo, and finally looked at Yu Sui.
Yu Sui lowered his eyes, "Read."
Others don't know the relationship between the two, but Zhou Huo is very clear about it.
Yu Sui spoke up, but Lao Qiao didn't care. He flipped through the screenshots and continued to read: "Evil doesn't make any mistakes, so he can stop spraying? What kind of mentality does he have? He can't lose like the other three. Point? Smile? A little bit of the air of a first-tier team? Psychological quality is not good at all."
"After the second round, Evil's mentality collapsed when he saw it, and he couldn't be reassured. The most speechless thing was that he had to let Whisper wait for him in the back. What's wrong with the young master?"
"Looking at Evil with a sullen face, I got angry. Whisper looked at him with a worried look from the back. I don't know if anyone paid attention. The two have been making eye contact. Damn, I don't know what the hell is going on."
"Anyway, I believe more and more of those female fans now, maybe Shi Luo and Yu Sui are already together!"
Shi Luo choked violently, he turned his head to cover his mouth with the back of his hand, and coughed a few times.
Zhou Huo: "… "
Yu Sui's face also became unnatural for a moment.
Lao Qiao spread his hands and said bluntly, "If you are so angry, you also want to listen? This is completely nonsense."
"The grass is paralyzed..." Shi Luo's lips moved slightly, and he muttered to himself silently, "Scary brush sprayer, blinded a pair of eyes that found beauty..."
Zhou Huo's anger instantly halved, he moved uncomfortably, and said, "It's alright, you... You can read Yu Sui again."
"I was about to read, didn't you interrupt me?" Lao Qiao said dissatisfiedly, "Yu Sui."
"Although Yu Sui didn't make any obvious mistakes, he didn't expect Saint's prepared tactics, so he shouldn't be spraying it? Besides, why didn't he leave after the game? He actually went to wait for that young master Shi Luo! Damn, dog boy !Pooh!"
After Lao Qiao read it, he looked at a few people with a blank look on his face, "You... why aren't you angry anymore?"
Yu Sui, one of the dog boys and boys, said sincerely, "The trolls are scolding well, they are justified, and I have no face to be angry."
Lao Qiao nodded, relieved a little, "Keep this mentality, alright, you'll have to listen to it, you'll be at the base soon, what should you do?"