When Yan Zhun returned to the base, the others were still training. The PUBG team issued an announcement this morning, and the schedule will resume next Wednesday.
Yan Zhun didn't plan to live here at first. First, he didn't want to disturb their training. Second, although the base and the school were close to each other, it still took time to go back and forth. It would be more convenient to rent a house near the school.
The coach said it several times before he nodded.
"Brother," Lin Xuhuan saw him through the glass, and took time to wave at him vigorously, "Come here!"
Strictly put the luggage on the sofa and entered the training room.
It was close to ten o'clock in the evening, and the training game had already ended.
He sat on the chair behind Lin Xuhuan and lowered his hair.
Lin Xuhuan killed the last enemy, jumped out of the chicken-eating page, and snorted coldly: "I said it all, my quadruple AK, no solution."
After speaking, he took out his mobile phone and took a picture of the computer screen.
The assaulter asked in disgust, "Where are you from, you have to take pictures when you eat chickens?"
Lin Xuhuan said, "I'll show it to my new apprentice."
"Who is so unlucky to become your new apprentice?"
"I am darling."
As soon as Lin Xuhuan's voice fell, his head was slapped lightly.
He was stunned for a while, then turned his head in confusion: "Brother, what are you doing?"
"He has a name." Yan Zhun glanced at the screen and snorted, "Four heads, is this your quadruple AK?"
When Lin Xuhuan was quibbling, the coach came in with a late-night snack.
"Eat something and practice again." He raised his chin and said to Yan Zhun, "I let them package yours individually, without adding spicy food."
Yan Zhun said, "I have eaten."
The smell of barbecue is fragrant, and the others can't stand it as soon as they enter the room, so they all turn off the game and gather around the table.
"Brother, you and your girlfriend came back after supper?" the commander asked, "What did you eat?"
Yan Zhun said: "Face."
"Eating out?"
Yan Zhun knocked on the phone, and asked without raising his head, "Have you changed careers to be a paparazzi?"
The assaulter giggled and lowered his head to concentrate on the string.
While waiting for the news, Yan Zhan licked his lips.
The scallion oil noodles for supper, a ten-year-old shop in front of the school, it is rare to avoid queues tonight. But now he only had the taste of toffee in his mouth, which he had tasted at Pei Ran.
The table is talking about the topic of the game. After a period of off-season, many teams will change their play styles. The coach is predicting the skydive locations of several strong teams.
Chatting and chatting, someone suddenly stood up on the table, and the others couldn't help but look over.
He is the sniper and commander of the team, and the big brother of the team. He picked up the lighter on the table and said, "I'm going out for a cigarette."
Lin Xuhuan glanced at the table in front of him, there were only two bamboo sticks on it: "Vege, are you eating this?"
"Well, I've had a very full dinner," Vigo said. "Eat yourselves slowly."
When he passed by Yan Zhun, Yan Zhun raised his eyes when he heard the sound, just in time to see his hands shaking while taking out the cigarette.
Yan Zhun's heart sank, and he called out to him. Vigo subconsciously put his hand into his pocket: "What's wrong?"
Strictly look at him for two seconds, then say, "Slow down."
On Wednesday, the official PUBG tournament was restarted, with strong teams gathered, the audience was full, and the live broadcast room of the official tournament also climbed to the top of the popularity list.
On this day, Pei Ran was stopped by the teacher just after school, and told him a few words, and then waved his hand to let him leave until the other students were gone.
Pei Ran went out with his bag on his back, standing with his back to the classroom door, wearing one earphone, and looking down at the live game on his mobile phone.
Feeling that someone was coming around, Yan Zhun rolled his eyes and relaxed a little: "Detained?"
"Well." Pei Ran lowered his eyes, "Is it a TZG game? Is the situation bad?"
Which is just bad.
This is the third round, and TZG has not been in the top five in a single round.
Yan Zhan picked up the other earphone: "Want to listen?"
"it is good."
As soon as Pei Ran finished speaking, Yan Zhun helped him put on the earphones, worried that he would be uncomfortable, and adjusted the position of the earphones several times, rubbing his fingers lightly against the auricles.
Yan Zhun stood outside for a while, his hands a little cold.
In the headset, the commentator is talking.
"The TZG state is not good, was the training too relaxed some time ago?"
"I haven't sniped on the opposite side. What happened to TZG's snipers? It seems that things have been going wrong in these rounds... It was made up."
"TZG started three-and-four. Too bad a team on the right heard gunshots coming. TZG is going to be trapped!"
"TZG was destroyed by the group and won... sixth place."
Strictly remove the earphones.
He was about to say something when the person around him grabbed his hand.
Pei Ran stayed in the studio all afternoon, his hands were hot. Yan Zhun held him back, and just as he was about to speak, he heard the door open behind him.
The teacher walked out of the studio while talking on the phone, and when she saw the people standing outside the door, she was stunned for a moment, and when she looked down at the hands they were holding, she stopped even halfway through speaking.
Yan Jun let go.
But Pei Ran still held it.
"Goodbye, teacher." Pei Ran said.
The teacher came back to his senses and nodded to them: "… Well, go back early."
After the teacher left, Pei Ran asked, "Have you waited for a long time?"
Yan Zhun came early, and there was a piece of glass on the back door of the studio, just in time to see Pei Ran and his paintings.
But he didn't peek for a long time, then leaned over the fence to watch the game.
What he saw a few days ago left a lump in his heart, not sure, he was not at ease.
"Soon," he said.
Pei Ran looked down at the mobile phone in his hand that was still playing the game: "Don't watch?"
"Still at halftime, go to dinner first?"
Pei Ran said yes, walked down two steps, and couldn't help but said: "They have always been ranked very high in the overall ranking. They can play well in the next round and they can still return to the top three."
Yan Zhen was silent for a while: "I can't fight anymore."
Pei Ran: "What?"
"There is a problem with Vigo's hand, and he can't fight anymore." Yan Zhun said.
Yan Zhun found out some clues in the training games in the past few days, and it became more obvious after he entered the game.
The opening of the mirror is slow, the moving target has not hit a few times, and even picking up things is a little slower than usual... making this sniper the most obvious shortcoming in the team.
Pei Ran was dumbfounded.
In the last game of TZG, Vigo was not seen, and he was on the bench. Lin Xuhuan performed extremely well in this game. He worked hard to get to the third place when three teammates were killed.
As soon as the two came out after dinner, Yan Zhuan's phone rang.
In a serious tone, the coach asked him to return to the base.
"Then go quickly, I'll just go back to the dormitory by myself." Pei Ran said.
Before Pei Ran turned around, Yan Zhun reached out and grabbed the dangling strap of his backpack.
"Is there a class tomorrow?" Yan Zhun asked knowingly.
Pei Ran said, "No."
Yan Zhun hummed and asked, "Would you like to visit your boyfriend's room?"
After losing the game, everyone in TZG still looked at ease. Those who were training still squatted in the training room, and those who couldn't train went back to the room to take a bath and rest.
After playing for so long, the mentality is not so bad.
However, there was a difference. When Lin Xuhuan and the assaulter were in a row, they frequently looked to Vigo's closed door.
When Yan Zhun came, the two of them happened to take a break and lay dead on the sofa in the living room. Seeing Yan Zhun come in, Lin Xuhuan sat up in a hurry: "Brother... darling!"
Strictly put the box on the table: "Pei Ran bought the dessert. Where's the coach?"
"The review room, it's been two hours." Lin Xuhuan opened the dessert box and said something sweeter than the puffs inside, "It looks delicious, but the baby is really good."
Yan Zhun was too lazy to correct his name, so he turned his head: "You go up first? The room is the first one on the third floor, turn left, and you can use whatever is inside."
Pei Ran shook his head: "I'll wait for you."
When Yan Zhun pushed open the door of the review room, the big screen was on, and the last game of the day was displayed on it.
He closed the door, sat next to the coach, and watched with him.
"The reaction is too slow." After the camera showed the substitute who played today, the coach said, "It often appears in places where it shouldn't appear."
Yan Zhun hummed lazily: "I should have practiced sniper for a long time in private. The shortcoming of melee combat is too obvious."
Coach: "Can't keep up with the rhythm of the team."
Yan Zhun said: "But the instant sniper is okay... one second."
"There are four people in the team, and it's useless to knock down one and make up for it."
While the substitute was killed, the coach raised his hand and pressed pause.
"Don't watch?"
"Come back and fight."
The two spoke at the same time, the voice fell, and the room fell silent.
Yan Zhun sneered: "Are you crazy?"
The coach took a sip of tea and said, "I'm not crazy."
"Awei's hand has been around for a while, and he was closed a while ago, and he wanted to finish this competition, but it seems that it is not good. During this period, I have contacted many people, and this year, I have worked hard to train three batches. Youth trainees, none of them can be used directly, the second team's assaulters are okay... But I don't have any shortage of assaulters now."
Yan Zhun's smile faded and he said, "I'm also a raider."
"You're different," the coach said. "You can play free agents."
Freeman, the fourth position of the team, tests the player's comprehensive ability the most. Not only do you need excellent skills, but you also need to judge the position of the team when you kill people, sweep the tail to prevent sneak attacks, do everything you can, and find a way to do it if you can't. In many teams, the free man is the commander.
In these few years of competition, TZG is the only team in the strong team that does not have a free agent positioning.
Yan Zhun was silent for a moment, helpless: "I haven't played in a long time, there are so many outstanding newcomers, you don't need to recruit the old, the weak, the sick..."
The coach interrupted him: "Can you play, I'm the coach, I know better than you."
"I know it's difficult for you to give up your studies, and your uncles and aunts may not agree." The coach was obviously prepared, and he opened the documents on the table, "But I have to give it a try."
"The annual salary is not as high as Lin Xuhuan and the others for the time being, but it is definitely the best price among the newcomers of all teams. Five insurances and one housing fund are included, two free trips per year, advertising fees and live broadcast fees are not included, and food and accommodation are included. , everything is included, as long as you are willing to arrange an arranged marriage for you."
"The team has physiotherapists, masseuses, nutritionists... Every game is accompanied by a doctor. Wrist wear and tear is unavoidable, but the team will try their best to protect it. Other problems, such as your stomach problems, will not be repeated. Let you do it."
"As for your studies... The training is still necessary, but the base is close to your school. If you can bear it, I will not force you to drop out."
"Strict." The coach closed the document and pushed it in front of him, "I now solemnly invite you to join TZG, I hope you will consider it carefully."
Yan Zhun looked down at the document on the table, pressing his fingers on it, so hard that his fingernails turned white.
Finally, he moved the file a little to his side.
"let me see."
The coach breathed a sigh of relief and said, "If you have any other requirements... you can talk about it."
Before going out, Yan Zhun turned around and asked, "What's your plan for Vigo in the future?"
"Get behind the scenes and be an assistant coach."
Yan Zhen nodded and closed the door of the review room.