Everyone in Fengyue waited anxiously in the dressing room. The manager felt that he had waited for a child to be born before the door slowly opened.
The makeup artist came out first. She pulled Shen Huai out and asked, "How is it? Does it look good?"
The manager's eyes suddenly widened, and his mouth opened in an O-shape.
How about it
Not only is it beautiful, it is simply stunning!
Shen Huai was originally good-looking, and just taking out any of his facial features can make ordinary people stand out from the crowd. Without makeup, he has already killed all the male gods in seconds, not to mention wearing such delicate makeup now, which simply magnifies all his advantages. , Just seeing his face, there is no more room in his eyes.
The corridor was eerily silent for a minute. Shen Huai was a little embarrassed. During the process of applying makeup, he realized that the makeup artist had completely used his skills. There is a fight.
Although he reminded him to wear light makeup several times, the make-up artist's serious attitude as if he was betting his career made him unable to resist. Now that he saw that his style was completely different from others, he really regretted his momentary soft-heartedness.
Shen Huai gave Song Xueyang a look for help, but Song Xueyang raised the corner of his mouth and said, "It looks good."
Shen Huai: "..." I'm asking you to think of a way, not letting you express your opinion!
Song Xueyang came over and helped him trim his hair, "He looks so good, I'd be so sad if it was dug up by another team."
Hai Xing ruthlessly complained, do you think that all the other teams are poaching people like us
Shen Huai was stunned. A picture suddenly appeared in his mind. In the picture, he was lying in Song Xueyang's arms, holding his hand and saying something, and then Song Xueyang bent down and gently kissed his forehead.
This unfamiliar picture is so realistic, as if it really happened at a certain moment, he subconsciously stroked his forehead.
Song Xueyang squeezed his hand, "You won't promise them, will you?"
Shen Huai didn't know what he was referring to at all, just followed his words and replied, "No."
"Let's go!" The manager squeezed in front of Shen Huai and looked him up and down for a moment, "The price of this year's team uniforms will definitely be doubled! This is the same style as a star!"
Only then did everyone realize that Shen Huai was still wearing the team uniform.
As a star team in the professional team, Fengyue pays great attention to the design of team uniforms every year. This year's team uniforms are mainly in white and orange-red maple leaves, which makes the skin tone even and fair, and the neat tailoring makes the legs seem to be long. One centimeter, a group of people standing together is a dazzling red ocean, and when viewed separately, it looks tired and peaceful, like a wandering fairy under the red leaves and maple.
It's just that the person's appearance is good to a certain extent, so no one pays attention to what he wears. Just seeing that face seems to be lost. If the manager reminded them, they would have thought that Shen Huai was wearing High-end fashion, as if such a look should be so glamorous.
The makeup artist director is also very satisfied with his craftsmanship, "Do you need me to follow the makeup?"
Shen Huai hurriedly took a step away from her, "No need, we'll take pictures very quickly."
The manager thought about it seriously, "We have to take pictures anyway, why don't we take two more pictures today, and let Shen Huai come to the background board of the online store next month."
Shen Huai stared, completely not expecting that he would start to contribute to the team's endorsement before he even played an official game.
Seeing the panic in Shen Huai's eyes, Song Xueyang finally found out with conscience, "Brother Kun, it's more appropriate to wait until the professional league is over."
The manager immediately returned to the basket rationally, and yes, no matter how good-looking Shen Huai is, he has never played a game.
As soon as the propaganda poster came out, it was uncertain how big a storm would be on the Internet. At this time, using his photo as the background board would probably attract a lot of black fans to the team. When the professional league is over, everyone will see Shen Huai's strength and the effect will be good.
"No, we're in a hurry. I'll find you next time I need makeup."
Shen Huai hurriedly got into the car under the regretful eyes of the makeup artist. The moment he closed the door, he saw his delicate makeup from the window, and he hurriedly stopped as if seeing a monster.
As soon as he turned his head, he heard a "click", Song Xueyang raised his head from the phone and emphasized it again.
"nice."
What kind of team did he get into
Shen Huai was angry and ignored him all the way.
The photographer had been waiting for them at the shooting location for a long time. He didn't see Shen Huai from a distance, only a little girl in a skirt.
"That's right, there's a new talent this year? It's the same number every year, a little bit of freshness..." Halfway through his words, he saw Shen Huai approaching, and suddenly slapped his thigh, "Freshness is dead!"
The manager has a good relationship with him, and he laughed when he saw his reaction, "The makeup artist director just saw us Shen Huai and said that his career is complete, what do you want to say?"
The photographer held up his work card and kissed it, "I feel like my career is finally about to start!"
Fan Jingming grimaced, "You've changed, and you said before that your photography path pointed at me to shine."
The photographer patted him on the shoulder, "Your battery is running low, I'll replace it with Shen Huai first."
Shen Huai: "..."
Who did he meet today
The photographer was very motivated, took off his vest and threw it aside, "It's not too late, start now!"
The propaganda posters are not like the fixed makeup photos of the entertainment industry to pursue artistic conception, as long as they can shoot a vigorous mental outlook.
The photographer took a group photo of them first. The seven people just stood in a V shape. Song Xueyang stood in the center, with the old Fengyue players on the left, and the newcomers this year on the right. This arrangement just made Shen Huai stand. beside him.
After taking the group photo, I have to take a separate photo for each of them. Fan Jingming was the first to take the stage for proofing. As a part-time model, he was full of aura as soon as he came on stage. Any pose is full of shots, and his legs are long beyond the sky, charming His eyes looked like he was taking a beach photo.
Song Xueyang nodded his finger on the table, "Keep it."
"Oh."
Fan Jingming straightened his crooked arms.
Hai Xing came to the stage with the mentality of early death and early life. The little guy played the game very fiercely. When it came to the camera, he was as stiff as a puppet. The photographer personally adjusted the pose for him.
Everyone was on camera one after another, obviously they were already very familiar with this kind of thing. The last person to be on camera was Shen Huai.
Shen Huai stood in front of the background board, put one hand in his pocket at will, raised his eyes slightly, a pair of star eyes firmly locked the camera, if he had a real look, he would blushed and heartbeat, as if he was about to fall into the sky. In those deep, indifferent eyes.
A group of people were stunned, and even the staff raised their heads one after another, as if they had forgotten the work in their hands.
At this moment, Shen Huai was like a cheetah locking on his prey, and he was indifferent like a powerful lion. There was no expression on his face, but that indifferent expression made people think of evil.
Shen Huai saw everyone staring at him blankly, their posture unchanged, "Aren't you going to shoot?"
"Shoot, shoot!" The photographer hurriedly bent down, and when he met Shen Huai's eyes from the lens, his heart couldn't stop trembling.
He has photographed many plane models, but he has never photographed celebrities. He always thought that there was no difference between the two, but today when he saw Shen Huai, he found that there were too many differences.
Shen Huai seems to have innate nobility, his arrogant and indifferent temperament in his gestures, and his ethereal and indifferent character are all expressed in this Pose's eyes, and the excellent camera sense makes him want to 360 degrees Shooting without blind spots.
The photographer took more than ten pictures in a row, and he couldn't put it down. The more he looked at it, the more regretful he felt. How could such a beautiful person be such a pretentious person? With such an eye-catching skin, anyone with a little bit of skill can set off a wave of star chasing across the country.
Song Xueyang's eyes dimmed as early as the moment Shen Huai took the stage, and Shen Huai's figure filled his deep eyes.
He saw that Shen Huai shocked everyone, saw him dazzling under the lights, and the surrounding background suddenly transformed into the podium of the global finals, Shen Huai raised the trophy symbolizing the championship to the cheers of fans from all over the world , in an instant, the style is full of beauty, peerless.
The corners of Song Xueyang's mouth lifted slightly, and the faint arc was hidden under his smiling face.
"Take a picture for us both." He stepped onto the stage and took Shen Huai's shoulders. The same height made their hearts fall on the same horizontal line.
Shen Huai didn't have any restraint either, and leaned lightly on Song Xueyang's shoulders. Just from the gesture, he could see the absolute trust between the two.
After taking the posters, everyone drove back to the team. For the official team battle training that was finally about to start, everyone was eager to try, and they pestered Song Xueyang to ask him how he wanted to fight. for too.
Song Xueyang just shied away and said three or two sentences that he couldn't explain clearly. He wanted to talk about it during training at night. Shen Huai was also very curious. He leaned over and asked in a low voice, "How do you want to fight?"
Everyone in the car pricked up their ears secretly, Song Xueyang replied with a smile, "Guess."
The others gave a disappointing cut, but Shen Huai thought carefully because of the seriousness in Song Xueyang's words.
After dinner in the evening, it was rare for everyone to sit in the training room early, waiting for Song Xueyang to reveal the mystery to them. They were so curious about a teamfight style that a pure tank professional didn't have.
Song Xueyang didn't sell anything, he simply pulled out the whiteboard and asked Shen Huai before starting, "Did you guess it?"
Shen Huai began to think from the moment he got in the car, and even ate dinner in a daze, and finally realized what Song Xueyang said at the dinner table yesterday, and was even more impressed by Song Xueyang's bold tactical style.
He looked at Song Xueyang with admiration in his eyes, "The idea of a team fight is not to fight."
"Do not hit?"
Everyone was stunned. Could it be that Song Xueyang really planned to rely on the ring match to decide the outcome
The three modes 1V1, 2V2 and 6V6 in the arena of "City of Despair" are also the three events of the official competition. In the normal BO3 format, all three modes will appear in random order, while in the BO5 format there are two extra rounds. It is also a arena and a team battle. It is true that as long as 1V1 and 2V2 do not lose, whether it is two wins in three games or three wins in five games, they can win the final victory.
It's just that there are not a few professional teams that are good at the arena. It is impossible to win these two modes without mistakes, and it is too risky.
Shen Huai could see their doubts, "The captain is not trying to give up the 6v6 teamfight, but the core of the teamfight is not to fight."
Song Xueyang smiled and picked up the whiteboard pen, "The 6V6 team battle has three modes: offensive and defensive, hostage rescue, and head of state battle. In terms of our team's lineup, hostage rescue is our strength, and offensive and defensive battle and head of state battle are the rules. It is a model that relies heavily on teamfights to win, especially the battle of the heads of state, which will be the biggest shortcoming in our lineup, so.”
He turned around and drew a map on the whiteboard, carefully explained the tactical ideas and key points of play, and even clearly divided everyone's responsibilities in the team.
From the seriousness at the beginning to the stunned, and then to the admiration and admiration later, when Song Xueyang put down his pen, a common thought emerged in everyone's heart—
It's great that Song Xueyang is their captain and not the enemy!
Even Hai Xing was very fascinated by this style of play, "If you play this way, those teams probably don't even know how they lost!"
Zhou Jing rarely complained about him, but repeatedly remembered her responsibilities in her heart. Shi Yi was amazed at Song Xueyang's tactical command, and finally understood why this man could lead a team like Fengyue to occupy a place in the top eight teams gathered with experts. .
Everyone excitedly discussed the new tactics, and they all praised Song Xueyang for his foresight in career matching.
Only Zhou Ning and Shen Huai knew that Song Xueyang didn't choose these teammates because of tactics, but because he had to come up with such tactics.
As he once said in front of reporters, "Even if I lose the game, I will not give up the team."
He gave everyone the opportunity to prove themselves, and as long as they have the strength, they will take it all.
On his shoulders has never only been the glory of the team, but also the future of each player.