Desert Ruins is a 5-star difficulty map.
From the background introduction, it used to be an oasis for human beings to survive in the desert. Later, due to the rapid spread of sand, the oasis was submerged by yellow sand, leaving only some broken walls.
The ruins of the town located in the desert are desolate and dilapidated. During the competition, players can hide behind these dilapidated buildings. Every once in a while, a wave of sandstorms will appear, obscuring the players' vision, which is equivalent to a pure natural "smoke | bomb" on the whole map. Coupled with the howling wind in the desert, hearing will also be affected.
The foundations of the desert are not strong enough, and all buildings on the map may collapse when bombed. The combination of various factors has also turned this map into a "nightmare mode" in the five-star difficulty map. It has almost never appeared in the professional league. There are too many uncertain factors and it is difficult to play.
Desert ruins map, the team is limited to 5 grenades | However, the training software of the national team will not tell you these rules. There are 10 grenades in the whole map | bombs are randomly dropped, and the difficulty is more than doubled compared to the usual game!
What's more, in the usual games, grenades|bombs will not be thrown from all directions, but the grenades|bombs of the training software appear randomly.
After being blown up three times and buried twice in a row, Ye Qingming sighed helplessly: "This is not scientific at all, how could there be 10 grenades thrown together to blow up people in the competition?"
Pei Feng analyzed it carefully: "Increase the difficulty during training, and you can hide from the official competition."
The truth is correct, but increasing the difficulty does not mean that you directly turn your daily training into hell mode, right? Ye Qingming rubbed his temples gently: "I must pass the eighth level today."
Next, Pei Feng, Lao Lin, Xiao Zhou, Shu Chen and other players who had received the devil training of the ace team also quickly adapted to the rhythm of the new software, and successively passed the stormy streets of the seventh level and came to the eighth level. , continued to be tortured by the sandstorm.
Liu Shaozhou's reaction speed is extremely fast, he has rich experience in the competition, and he quickly cleared the customs smoothly.
Qin Xueyao is a reconnaissance, flexible, and very good at dodging enemy fire. After getting used to the dim light of the rainy night map and the sound of the rainstorm, she moved as fast as she could to dodge, and finally reached the end without any damage.
Shi Xiaobin's ability to master maps was excellent, and he quickly passed the seventh level.
Mo Hantian and Xia Li fumbled for a while, and finally passed with difficulty.
In the end, only Huaran was repeatedly bombed on the rainy night map.
At 3:30 in the afternoon, Jiang Shaoyu sat in the office, opened the management screen and watched everyone's training interface. 10 of the 11 people cleared the level, and Huaran was still playing the seventh level.
He clicked on Huaran's avatar with the mouse, and Huaran's computer interface was enlarged on the screen.
I saw Hua Ran hiding behind the building at the fork to observe left and right. There was a loud "Boom" from the front right, and the fire from the explosion of the grenade | bomb illuminated the screen, Huaran immediately rushed in the opposite direction, but unfortunately he rushed into a narrow alley, and rolled in front of him again. Come over with a grenade | bomb, he had nowhere to hide, and was directly blown away!
Hua Ran scratched her head, smiled and said to Shu Chen, "Brother Chen, this level is like a parkour game. If only there were no limit to the number of grenades in the game, I could blow them up into a pile. Meat puree!"
He went on to say: "The black hand | Lei is hard to see, it would be better if it were replaced with colorful lights."
Shu Chen was wearing headphones and didn't remember hearing his voice.
Hua Ran talked for a long time and found that Brother Chen didn't respond, so he had to press "Continue" and restart the training.
After being blown away for two consecutive rounds, a cold voice suddenly came from Hua Ran's earphones: "Hua Ran, you are the only one who didn't pass the seventh level. What are you doing? You are bombed to death again and again, and I don't know how to sum up your experience. ?"
Hua Ran was taken aback.
Why did Coach Jiang's voice suddenly appear in the earphones? Did he hallucinate
Seeing that the little boy didn't respond for a long time, Jiang Shaoyu said coldly, "Come to the office on the third floor to find me."
Only then did Hua Ran come back to her senses, pause the interface, and turn around and walk out the door.
Ye Qingming's position was relatively close to the door of the training room. The moment he saw Hua Ran walking out the door, he couldn't help but gloatingly said to Pei Feng, "The first victim has been summoned."
Pei Feng coughed lightly: "Huahua is not a professional player after all, and the foundation is not solid enough."
These professional players sit in front of the computer every day to train. For them, daily training is as common as eating. Change to another training mode, even if it is more difficult, they can quickly adapt.
But flowers are different. He is the king of passers-by who emerged from the Nova Cup, with outstanding talent and special style, but his foundation is the worst of all.
That's the difference between "professional" and "amateur".
During this time in the national team, Pei Feng took him to practice, and he had been using the old version of the training software, which was much simpler than the new version. Hua Ran has adapted to the old version, and the acceptance of the new version is not so high.
He was the first to be taught by the master, which was also expected by Pei Feng.
In the conference room on the 3rd floor, Jiang Shaoyu had a pot of tea on the table, watching the video while drinking tea.
When Hua Ran walked into the office, she was still moved and thought: "Coach Jiang is really serious and responsible, and keeps an eye on the training situation of the team members. When he found out that I didn't pass the customs, he also asked me for counseling alone!"
The coaches who provide "poor students" with small stoves are more gentle than the head teacher in high school.
With this thought in mind, Hua Ran knocked on the door of the office with a bright smile: "Coach Jiang."
Jiang Shaoyu said blankly, "Come and watch the video of your training."
Hua Ran walked over quickly, stood beside Jiang Shaoyu, and looked at the video on the big computer screen.
Jiang Shaoyu's computer can directly log in to the training software with administrator privileges. There are two monitors connected to the host computer, and the screen can be split at any time.
At this time, the players' avatars and corresponding small boxes are displayed on the split screen on the left. The team's training interface is being displayed in real time in the small box about 10 cm, which is as advanced as the police surveillance video.
On the split screen on the right, Huaran's computer interface is enlarged. Jiang Shaoyu clicked "playback video", and then there were clips of Huaran being blown away in the first few rounds.
For the first time, I was killed by a grenade | bomb that rolled over from the left in a narrow alley.
The second round was blown away by a grenade | bomb behind you...
Hua Ran was a little embarrassed when she saw the tragic picture of her repeated death, scratched her head and said, "Coach, am I very good?"
He thought that Coach Jiang should comfort him gently at this time, saying, it doesn't matter, you are a rookie after all, and there is still room for improvement, so you can improve slowly. I came to you just to counsel you alone.
Just as he was thinking about it, he heard Jiang Shaoyu say coldly, "You also know that you are very good?"
Remember Huaran: "...?"
Something seems wrong
Jiang Shaoyu looked back at him and said mercilessly: "Other players can pass the seventh level, but you are still stuck in this rainy night, so you don't feel any nervousness?"
"You are not an e-sports player. You have poor foundation and weak adaptability. I can understand. But have you been serious and rigorous in your attitude?"
"Where do you think the national team is? Chatting with people while training, being bombed to death, not knowing how to sum up and reflect, and laughing and joking there! Are you traveling to the national team?"
"When you get to the World Championship in the future, when you are bombed to death, you have to walk over and tell your opponent that changing to a grenade with colorful light effect will not kill you?"
"Tangling with fancy skins every day, this is a shootout game, not a dress-up game! Do you have any self-awareness as a professional player?"
Hua Ran was scolded and dumbfounded, and stared blankly at the "gentle" coach Jiang in front of her.
Jiang Shaoyu's eyes were sharp and his voice was terrifyingly cold: "I chose you to the national team because of your talent. But don't forget, everyone in the national team is very talented, and some people's talent is even stronger than yours. Many. They all work harder than you, so what qualifications do you have to be slack here?"
Hua Ran realized that Coach Jiang was really angry, and immediately lowered her head and said timidly: "Yes, I'm sorry, I have never practiced the map of Rainy Night, the light is too dark, I am not suitable..."
Jiang Shaoyu said: "I know you like fancy lighting effects and colorful maps. However, the game will not choose maps based on your personal preferences. In the future, this map will appear in the World Series. What do you say? The light is too dim. Now, let the referee brighten it up for you?"
Hua Ran: "… "
"Since you have entered the national team, you go abroad, and you represent the highest level of the Chinese gun king e-sports player. You are not serious with such a hippie smile, will you be embarrassed to go abroad in the future?"
"The national team has already started training, so you should take the attitude of a professional player. Look at you, how many times have you died in a row in one picture? Haven't summed up the experience yet? What are you doing?"
Hua Ran was scolded by Coach Jiang and her face was red, and she was completely unable to refute.
He has been the darling of his parents since he was a child. He has a good family and good grades in school. In addition to his outstanding talent in art, he won numerous awards when he was young, and was successfully admitted to the Academy of Fine Arts of Imperial College.
After he arrived in college, because of his warm and cheerful personality, he made many friends and became the president of the Jagged Legion. Every time he took his classmates to the rankings, everyone would praise him as "so handsome" and "hot"!
From childhood to adulthood, he has been smooth sailing, and he has hardly suffered any setbacks.
Is this the first time that I have been taught face-to-face by someone
Hua Ran's brain was buzzing, and she didn't know what expression to make.
"Go ahead, do the review carefully, summarize the characteristics of this picture, and give you two hours to pass the seventh level. Remember, you are a professional player of the national team, not a passerby who plays qualifying casually and doesn't care if you win or lose. !"
Jiang Shaoyu looked at the confused young man, raised his eyebrows and said, "Do you hear that?"
Hua Ran scratched her purple hair and said tremblingly, "I-I see."
Jiang Shaoyu said: "Write a 1,000-word review tonight, reflect on it, and correct your attitude. Give it to me before lunch tomorrow."
Hua Ran's eyes widened: "Huh? Review, review? I've never written a review..."
Jiang Shaoyu: "Then start today and learn how to write."
Hua Ran: "..."
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