It wasn't until Jiang Shaoyu turned to leave that everyone finally came back to their senses. Everyone looked at Lu Xingyun. They had never seen Lu Xingyun, who had always been arrogant and conceited, with such an ugly face. His expression was as if he had eaten a bad stomach and couldn't find the toilet - suffocated. , extremely suffocated!
Han Ting said timidly: "This coach Jiang is too fierce, and he doesn't give any face. Brother Lu, what should I do?"
"Shut the fuck up! What can you do if you get caught?!" Lu Xingyun scratched his hair irritably, took a deep breath, and turned to Coach Xu, "Old Xu, what's the matter with you? The national team coach is here to inspect. , I don't know what to say?"
Lao Xu wanted to cry without tears: "They brought a signal blocker, they suddenly attacked, and called us collectively to the conference room. I used my account to send you a notice. I want to tell you that it is too late, and the mobile phone information can't be sent out."
Everyone: "..."
This raid inspection is too scary! Also with a signal jammer
A group of people are a little confused. However, it's not a big problem for other players to be scolded, and they didn't have any hope of going to the national team. Lu Xingyun and Zhang Yue will be miserable. The members of the national team in the previous session will most likely be out of play this session.
Lao Xu patted Lu Xingyun and Zhang Yue on the shoulders and said with relief: "Don't worry, Coach Jiang is getting angry. We will try to find a way in a few days after he calms down... Sigh, let's go to training first."
Everyone had no choice but to turn around and return to their seats, turn on the computer and play the game in a dejected manner.
In the small conference room next to him, Jiang Shaoyu called by name: "Pang Yu, Si Wenhui, you come in with me first. Shu Chen wait a moment."
Shu Chen obediently stood next to him, and Jiang Shaoyu led the two players into the conference room.
Hug, Pang Yu, the sniper of TNG's home team; Si Wenhui, Sing, the scout of the home team, these two were temporarily changed to Team 2 in today's training match. They performed well, and they didn't scold their teammates when they lost. Instead, find ways to change tactics. The cooperation between the investigator and the sniper Miaoren was quite smooth. After being rescued by Shu Chen, they responded very quickly. Jiang Shaoyu could see that the talents, strength and mentality of the two were good.
However, Pang Yu is round and round, and his face is about to become square. When he laughs, his eyes are narrowed into slits, and he is almost invisible. He is very naive. As for Si Wenhui, he was as thin as a hemp pole, and felt like he could run away with a gust of wind. He looked a bit like the villain in the TV series, with his yellow hair dyed. In terms of looks, these two are indeed too far from Lu Xingyun and Zhang Yue.
The two walked into the office tremblingly, and bowed to Jiang Shaoyu: "Coach Jiang."
Jiang Shaoyu said, "Sit down."
The two looked at each other and sat down on the sofa.
Jiang Shaoyu said: "Pang Yu played well today, and the commander of several team battles is also very calm. You TNG usually play games, are you the commander?"
Pang Yu hurriedly waved his hand and said, "No, I usually command Brother Lu."
Jiang Shaoyu raised his eyebrows: "Commander Lu Xingyun? Then how did you win?"
Pang Yu and Si Wenhui: "..."
This sentence made people do not know how to answer. Pang Yu smiled dryly and scratched his hair, thinking carefully about the wording. Then, he heard Jiang Shaoyu say sharply: "Si Wenhui goes to investigate, you can kill the key people in seconds, and the rest are not too powerful, leave it to Lu Xingyun to collect the head, right?"
Pang Yu's eyes widened: "How, how do you know!" After he finished speaking, he realized that he had leaked something, and hurriedly lowered his head with a blushing face.
Si Wenhui was sitting beside him as if on pins and needles, also lowered his head and dared not speak.
Jiang Shaoyu said: "Don't worry, I'm not the coach of your club, I won't wear small shoes for you, you can say anything if you have anything to say. In fact, among the five members of the TNG home team, you are the best, but the club wants to support Lu Xingyun, so the game You can only ask someone to give him your head, am I right?"
Pang Yu and Si Wenhui looked at each other.
They didn't expect that Coach Jiang only came to TNG for one day and saw through the problems of their team.
In fact, Pang Yu's sniper level can also rank among the top few in the league. However, the club wants to support Lu Xingyun and does not pay attention to him as a fat man. In order to be the main force, he had to let Lu Xingyun be a "sub-attacker". "Let Lu Xingyun be the core. Sometimes he clearly can kill his opponent with a headshot, but if Lu Xingyun is nearby, he will maim the opponent and let Lu Xingyun take the head off.
Si Wenhui has a good relationship with him, and the two of them have this kind of consensus in private - just give a few heads to the army team, anyway, if TNG can win in the end, everyone is not at a loss.
Coach Jiang was absolutely right. The key to TNG's victory was his cooperation with Si Wenhui, which helped Lu Xingyun clear the obstacles in the periphery.
Pang Yu lowered his head and his voice trembled slightly: "Jiang, Coach Jiang, thank you for your concern for us, but we are used to letting him."
Si Wenhui also paled and nodded, and whispered, "That's right, I can't let him go. Lu Xingyun is the nephew of the investor behind TNG, and we dare not offend him."
Jiang Shaoyu narrowed his eyes: "It seems that he is still a rich second-generation? No wonder."
He paused and looked at Pang Yu: "You guys are stronger than him, but you have to let him all the time. However, in the fierce competition, it is clear that you can kill your opponent with a headshot and kill your opponent with a knife, but you still have to. Give Lu Xingyun a head start, you guys are very tired, right? Once you make a mistake, it is easy to lose, and then Lu Xingyun will scold you for not keeping up with the rhythm. You want to endure this kind of grievance all the time?"
Pang Yu and Si Wenhui looked at each other with mixed feelings in their hearts. Little transparent players like them actually don't get any attention, they look ugly, they don't have any background, the club doesn't pay attention, and the fans are pitiful, and no one has ever spoken out for them.
But today, Jiang Shaoyu, the head coach of the national team, actually cares about their situation in the team.
It was like a person who had been frozen for a long time in the cold winter and twelfth lunar month was suddenly stuffed into a heater, and both of them were a little overwhelmed.
Jiang Shaoyu looked at their panicked appearance, sighed in his heart, and said, "The national team will hold an open trial this year, you can come and participate if you are interested. Regardless of whether you can be selected in the end, you can learn from professional players of similar level. It’s also an opportunity to enrich the experience.”
The eyes of the two suddenly lit up: "I, can we participate too?" "Yes, can we qualify?"
Jiang Shaoyu nodded: "In the future, the selection of the national team will not be recommended by the club - every player is eligible to participate."
Two people: "..."
Every player is eligible! In the past, it was the club who pushed people over. People like them should not expect any national team at all. The national team is out of reach for them! However, Coach Jiang actually ignored the club's recommendation and wanted to make an open selection? Little transparent players like them will have a chance!
The two clenched their fists in excitement. Whether or not you can be elected is one thing, but whether you are eligible to run for election or not is the most important thing! Everyone competes fairly and enters the national team by strength, not by club relationships! This is true fair play!
Xiaopang bowed to Jiang Shaoyu: "I see, thank you Coach Jiang! I will definitely participate when the time comes."
Si Wenhui also bowed: "Thank you Coach Jiang, I will go too!" >
/> Jiang Shaoyu: "Well, let's go, let Shu Chen come in."
The two turned to leave and met Qi Heng at the door.
Chairman Qi leaned against the door with his arms folded, and said in a low voice, "The league opens the mid-season transfer window every June. Any player who doesn't want to stay in a certain club can apply for a transfer, and the club must not block it. "If the contract does not expire, the penalty will be deducted from the transfer fee or paid by the new owner, which is the league's rule."
The two looked at Chairman Qi in shock. The latter smiled and said, "I just read out the rules of the alliance, but I didn't say anything else. Understand it yourself."
The two nodded hurriedly: "Thank you Chairman Qi!!"
If they can't understand this, then they are both fools. Chairman Qi's meaning is obvious, you don't want to be buried in TNG, you can transfer. Players have the right to take the initiative to transfer. This is the regulation of the league. If the club maliciously blocks it, they can complain to the league, and the league will support them!
The two walked away happily as if they had won the lottery.
Qi Heng looked at their backs, a little funny. This combination of fat and thin is actually quite powerful, and he is indeed wronged at TNG. He believes that as long as the two children are not stupid, there is a high probability that they will reconsider their career issues. He is also a professional athlete, and he is really angry when he sees these outstanding children buried! Every time he came to inspect before, TNG showed a particularly positive attitude. It seems that he received the wind and played it to him in advance.
Or A Yu has a way to launch a wave of raids and directly expose the true face of some clubs.
Qi Heng looked at Shu Chen, who was standing obediently beside him, and said in a gentle voice, "Shu Chen, go in, he is waiting for you."
Shu Chen knocked on the door lightly, and heard a familiar voice from inside: "Come in."
He pushed the door into the room and met Jiang Shaoyu's gaze. After seeing him, the original Leng Rui eyes immediately retracted their sharpness and became very gentle.
Jiang Shaoyu motioned for him to close the door, then stood up and walked in front of Shu Chen.
I haven't seen him for a few years, and Brother Yu has grown a lot taller than before. Shu Chen is a Beta, and his height can only reach the bridge of his nose. Seeing the other party standing still in front of him, Shu Chen lowered his head and obediently called out, "Coach Jiang..."
Jiang Shaoyu raised his lips slightly, stretched out his hand, and rubbed Chenchen's head lightly: "It's just the two of us here. Are you still called Coach Jiang?"
Shu Chen's eyes were slightly red, and he choked up and shouted, "Brother Yu!"
Jiang Shaoyu sighed lightly, stretched out his arms, and gently hugged Chenchen into his arms.
This is the same person as his younger brother, the top medical soldier he dug out to play e-sports and trained himself! A well-behaved child with social phobia, can't speak, can't fight for their rights, only knows to silently follow behind everyone and quickly save people.
How many times has Shu Chen braved the hail of bullets to save Jiang Shaoyu across most of the map; how many times has he carried the gunfire from the opposite side and took the initiative to take bullets, and he was beaten into a hornet's nest just to win so much for Jiang Shaoyu. A chance or two.
Such a good medic, why was he bullied by TNG on the bench? !
Thinking of Shu Chen being scolded by his teammates in every training match, Jiang Shaoyu felt like he was being pricked by a needle. He rubbed Shu Chen's head distressedly, and whispered, "I have wronged you over the years."
Shu Chen held back his tears and hugged Brother Yu tightly. A word of "wronged you" is like injecting a warm current into his cold heart.
Brother Yu still cares about him very much. After being separated for many years, the friendship they established during ACE has not changed. Shu Chen is an orphan and has no relatives in this world. In his heart, he always regarded Jiang Shaoyu as his brother.
Jiang Shaoyu noticed that the guy in his arms was shaking slightly, and felt even more distressed. He let go of Shu Chen, took Shu Chen to sit on the sofa next to him, and asked softly, "Why did you sign for TNG in the first place?"
Shu Chen stammered: "He, they offered me a very high transfer fee, and they also promised me to play the main force. I signed it without thinking much."
Jiang Shaoyu raised his eyebrows: "And then? How long have you been the main force?"
"After I came to TNG, I played the main team for more than a year. Following that, Zhang Yue came to the club's youth training camp. Xiao Zhang is handsome, sweet, and can talk. The coaches like him very much. substitute, and then…”
"You were thrown on the cold bench?"
Shu Chen bit his lip and nodded.
In fact, this situation is very common. With excellent new players, the old players have to give way to the new players. If it is not as good as others, Shu Chen will recognize it. But obviously, Shu Chen felt that he was no worse than Zhang
After changing from the main force to the bench, he never had the chance to play again. He was at a loss. He didn't know where he was doing badly. He could only train more seriously, hoping that the coach could see his efforts. However, since the moment he sat on the bench, it seemed that he was doomed to never play again.
He waited for several years, but did not wait for the opportunity.
Shu Chen lowered his head and said, "They didn't let me play the main force, saying that my state was declining and I couldn't keep up with the rhythm. But... I think I can keep up."
Jiang Shaoyu listened to his aggrieved voice, and the more he listened, the more angry he became! What is a state of decline? All fucking excuses! The reason why TNG supports Zhangyue is very simple - Zhangyue is handsome, can speak, attracts more fans, and listens to Lu Xingyun's words very much, and can do business with Lu Xingyun.
Shu Chen, no matter how hard you work and how good you are, they won't be able to see it!
Jiang Shaoyu held back his anger and asked, "When will your contract with TNG expire?"
Shu Chen was stunned for a moment and said, "At the end of this year."
Jiang Shaoyu said, "Cancel the contract and follow me to the national team."
Shu Chen suddenly raised his head and looked at Jiang Shaoyu in disbelief: "National team?"
Jiang Shaoyu patted his shoulder lightly: "As the head coach of the national team, I have the right to directly transfer players to the national team's youth training camp. Besides, you are not the main force of TNG. If you leave, it will have no effect on TNG. "
Shu Chen said in a tangled tone: "But in this case, you will be scolded by them. They will say that you are favoritism and take your old teammates to the national team..."
Jiang Shaoyu said: "Don't worry, I won't let you enter the national team directly. Just like Xiao Pei, you should go to the youth training camp to practice first. At that time, the medical treatment will also be publicly selected. I believe that with your level, you can play by yourself. Come in, right?"
Shu Chen was relieved and nodded vigorously: "Okay! I will go to the youth training camp with Brother Yu."
Jiang Shaoyu said: "Go back to the dormitory and pack your bags. Come with me today. I will ask the lawyers of the national team to talk to them about the termination of the contract. You don't need to stay longer in this TNG club."
Shu Chen: "..."
Is it so vigorous and resolute to leave that day
Seeing Jiang Shaoyu's gentle gaze, Shu Chen laughed excitedly: "Okay, Brother Yu! I'll pack up and follow you now!"
Brother Yu is still the same as he was back then. Take him directly from TNG, he is really happy.
It had been a long, long time since he had shown such a heartfelt smile.