In the battlefield, Chu Qianze opened a separate room, and all the conditions and parameters simulated the league standard.
After the establishment was completed, he sent an invitation to Zong Xinjue.
[Player Zong Xinjue, enters the room. ]
Chu Qianze waved his hand at the person and sent the set parameters: "This should be OK, right? I'm not sure about the specific data, so I can only follow it roughly."
Zong Xinjue slightly compared and nodded: "There should be no problem."
"Then let's practice against each other according to the plan, find out each other's weaknesses and areas that can be corrected, and then make further adjustments." After opening the panel, Chu Qianze flipped through the plan that had been imported before, and roughly simulated the tactics in his mind.
Without further ado, Zong Xinjue raised his hand and equipped the giant shield: "Let's start now."
Seeing that the other party directly raised the giant shield and rushed towards him, Chu Qianze jumped back and landed on the circular pillar.
"In such a hurry? Then I'm welcome." The voice fell, and the surrounding metal quickly appeared and moved, assembled into a firearm, and the bullets quickly ejected and fired at Zong Xinjue.
In the face of the incoming attacks, Zong Xinjue did not panic, raised his giant shield and resisted head-on.
[Skill: Block]
…
[The battle is over, the player Chen Qianli wins! ]
The mechanical wings converged, and Chu Qianze fell from the air and came to Zong Xinjue's side. "How is it, great, right?"
"Your skills are too cheating." Zong Xinjue was a little depressed. How to fight this? Complete self-restraint.
"This is also in the arena. In order to ensure the relative fairness of the game, the league officials will definitely adjust the attributes of my character." Chu Qianze felt that it didn't matter. Some things were engraved in his mind. Even if the skills are adjusted, they can still be used.
With a smile, he closed his body mechanically and switched to the Poison Master profession. "Okay, now change your career, you can analyze the difference between the two."
Zong Xinjue's expression became serious, "Okay."
[The second fight, start! ]
…
[Congratulations to the player Chen Qianli for winning! ]
His pupils shrank, and Zong Xinjue didn't react until the end of the game. What was that skill just now
It's over too quickly, and there's no way to get enough information.
"Come again!"
[Congratulations to player Chen Qianli—]
Zong Xinjue took back the giant shield he flew out: "Continue."
…
[Congratulations to player Chen Qianli—]
I don't know which game is over, Zong Xinjue slumped to the ground without caring about his image.
"Where do you get your skills from? Professional skills are really terrible."
Chu Qianze sat next to him: "Drinking water?"
"Have a bite."
Zong Xinjue sat up, took a sip from the cup, and then continued to slump to the ground with large characters.
"The difference between holographic online games and keyboard competition is too great. Although they are both games, the points that need attention are completely different. When I first started playing this game, I even thought about using it to continue my competitive dream. It's not a competition at all." Zong Xinjue looked at the sky in this posture.
How can this sound like a retreat
Chu Qianze glanced down at the person, only to find that the corners of his eyes were raised, and the corners of his mouth and even his entire face seemed to glow.
"It's so interesting." Zong Xinjue murmured.
Hearing this, Chu Qianze was a little surprised.
"Because of the holographic technology, the overall quality is more tested. There are too many places to train and pay attention to. It is full of uncertainty, but it also becomes more interesting." Zong Xinjue sat up and took out his backpack to recover. The potion, gulping down.
Standing up and throwing the potion bottle to the recycling place, Zong Xinjue was full of fighting spirit.
"Come on, let's continue!"
"Adjusted?"
"It's adjusted, hurry up! No matter what, I have to beat you once!" Zong Xinjue seemed to have flames burning in his eyes.
I thought it would be sluggish for a while, but this kid just hit me on the head.
Chu Qianze chuckled lightly, stood up and patted his clothes: "Then I'm going to get real, don't be beaten and cry."
"Cry your nose?" Zong Xinjue laughed, "This sentence is for you."
Chu Qianze: "Then let's get started."
[Compared to the battlefield, the nth matchup officially begins! ]
Chu Qianze wins.
[The n+1 matchup! ]
Later, when another round of fighting between the two began, it simply did not make a sound.
Chu Qianze looked at Zong Xinjue, who was constantly charging towards him, and a hint of satisfaction flashed in his heart. He had to say that he just liked this kid's hard work.
"Would you like to take a rest?" Chu Qianze persuaded after the fight was over.
"No, let's start directly." Zong Xinjue put his hands on his knees. Even after drinking the stamina potion, I still feel exhausted. It is true that the character's various indicators have recovered, but his mental fatigue will not subside.
The speed of this person's actions and reactions dropped significantly. Seeing that the other party was still thinking of continuing, Chu Qianze sighed and stood there without moving.
The giant shield in Zong Xinjue's hand stopped in mid-air, frowning slightly: "Why don't you move?"
"I've been practicing for a long time before. If you continue, it won't have much effect. Why don't we analyze the data first." Chu Qianze suggested.
"It's over after this game."
"How many times have you said this?"
Raising his hand and pressing down the giant shield suspended above his neck, Chu Qianze stepped forward and came to the other side. "I feel very tired, can I take a break?"
Liar, obviously so easy.
Lies that are visible to the naked eye are not distracting at all. After coming into contact with Chu Qianze's smile, Zong Xinjue withdrew the giant shield, "Then stop fighting and do other things."
The tone was a little reluctant.
[The battle is over, please leave as soon as possible. ]
The prompt jumped out quickly, as if impatient. If you can anthropomorphize it, it's probably like: oh my mother, you guys are finally gone. Hurry up, hurry up, don't stay here anymore.
Zong Xinjue didn't care about the panel prompts at all, he had already opened the panel at this time, and began to record his mistakes and advantages in the battle just now, and reflect and summarize respectively.
"This is the beginning?"
Chu Qianze leaned over and took a look. The other party marked them with different colors, and at the same time marked the combo effect of skills, blast rate, and mix and match moves. He also made several mind maps, and all the information was clear at a glance.
Zong Xinjue hummed lightly, his hands kept moving. After roughly recording the situation, he switched to the page dedicated to feedback. At this time, a general summary of the battle had been written on it. When he felt that it was almost the same, he spread it out in front of Chu Qianze.
"What else do you think I can do?"
"ask me?"
After roughly browsing the information, Chu Qianze thought for a moment, "I feel that your condition is already very good, your skills are not bad, your reaction speed is well trained, what else can you improve, then... Real body."
"In reality?" Zong Xinjue's eyes moved slightly.
Chu Qianze: "Although the actual physique does not have a large reference in the game, since your training has reached a bottleneck and the character's data has been saturated, it is better to try to start from this aspect. While maintaining the current reaction speed training , how about increasing the time for realistic training?"
This sounds a bit sophistry, but it makes sense when you think about it.
"Then according to what you said, I will go to the gym to train in the future."
"Just go to the gym? You're too relaxed." Chu Qianze folded his arms, and the mechanical metal slowly swam beside him.
"In terms of reaction training arrangements and physical exercise arrangements, let's add a morning run by the way."
"Morning run?" Zong Xinjue's expression changed slightly, wouldn't that mean getting up early!
"Yes, morning jog. What time is it now, and you still stay up late every day. It is very important to develop good work and rest habits. Do you understand
No, your body is not very good now, what kind of flexibility is that? When I was doing massage before, it was so stiff that I couldn't bear to look directly. "Speaking of this, Chu Qianze couldn't help but complain.
Hearing this, Zong Xinjue was not happy, "I at least insist on going to the gym every week to exercise."
"So you also practice morning jogging?"
Chu Qianze spread out one hand and put the other hand on it: "Could it be that you don't even want to get up early because of your competitive dream?"
Zong Xinjue gritted his teeth: "Okay, just run in the morning."
Chu Qianze: "At least half an hour, this is not too much."
It takes an hour to go back and forth a few times a day.
"Yes." Zong Xinjue agreed.
The reaction also has to get up early, and how long it takes to run is not a problem.
After the first thing was settled, Chu Qianze calmed down, "What else is there now?"
After flipping through his files, Zong Xinjue said, "Relevant data collation, as well as tactical discussions for each team."
"It's quite time-consuming. How about going to the fashionable wine vortex for afternoon tea and discussing while eating?" Chu Qianze suggested.
Leaving the Arena, the room will automatically close.
"I want a strawberry mousse, a cup of chocolate roasted milk. What are you going to order?" After Chu Qianze planned the desserts he needed, he looked back at Zong Xinjue, and saw the other party's face and brows furrowed. , as if he was thinking about something.
Looking at this, 80% still think about the fight just now.
Seeing that there is a big pillar in front of him, and the man still has a tendency to move straight forward.
Chu Qianze slowed a few steps, straddled a little to the right, and stood directly in front of Zong Xinjue.
Unexpectedly, Chu Qianze would suddenly change lanes. Zong Xinjue saw the situation, but his body still moved forward according to his habitual thinking.
"Be careful." Chu Qianze supported the man, so that he did not fall. Although according to the trend just now, Zong Xinjue can stabilize himself even if he doesn't take action himself.
"Are you back to your senses now?"
Zong Xinjue blinked, the image he had just simulated was still stuck in his mind, what did he get after the combo
He responded slowly: "Well, I'm back to my senses."
This answer is really inconsiderate.
Chu Qianze pursed his lips, bent down and used his hands to directly put the person on his shoulders.
Zong Xinjue was stunned. He was lying on Chu Qianze's shoulder at this time, his feet were hanging in the air, mainly because his stomach was numb.
"Wait, what are you doing?!"
"I don't even look at the front when I walk. In order to prevent you from bumping into something later, I decided to carry you like this." After that, he led people forward like this.
"I've been watching the road!"
"Yeah, the left eye goes in and the right eye goes out, but it's just the brain."
This kid is a workaholic. It’s still the kind of person who will die as soon as he enters the job. From signing up to now, he is in contact with people every day. He is either analyzing data, researching strategies, or simply combining the two and mixing other things. Do together.
"I saw it at the time, you put me down first!" The first time I was carried like this, I was ashamed.
"Put it down?" Chu Qianze sneered, his voice not in a hurry or slow: "Just in front of it was a pillar with a power grid wrapped around it. If I wasn't in the middle, would you just walk in by yourself?"
"No, do you think I'm a child?"
Chu Qianze: "You are too underestimated, they all know how to detour."
Zong Xinjue was silent for a while, "Aren't you by your side?"
"...Okay, that's over. Let's change the subject, when was the last time you ate?" Chu Qianze asked, then added: "To be honest."
"Noon today, around one o'clock in the afternoon." Zong Xinjue thought for a moment.
"what did you eat?"
"...a piece of chocolate." Sensing that the atmosphere was not right, he added: "And a glass of water."
"Is this your lunch?"
Can this thing be eaten for lunch
Chu Qianze twitched the corners of his mouth, "How about breakfast?"
"… "
In the eerie silence, Chu Qianze understood the truth. "You didn't eat, did you?"
"A little bit, not much to eat." Drinking water should count.
Zong Xinjue has an inexplicable guilty conscience.
Chu Qianze laughed, unable to hear any emotion. "Where are you now."
"...in-game."
"I mean, where are you in reality?"
"my home."
"Go offline immediately, order a takeaway, and we'll talk about other things after eating."
Not hearing anyone speak, Chu Qianze said angrily, "Why, how many times do you want me to say it again? How can you be like this, and you're not afraid of tossing your stomach."
"It's always been like this, and I haven't seen anything wrong. I exercise regularly, and it's not that easy to get into trouble." Zong Xinjue buried his head, he no longer expected Chu Qianze to put himself down.
"Then should I praise you?"
Chu Qianze rolled his eyes: "If you don't pay attention now, it will be too late when something really happens. If you don't know how to cook, just order takeout. You know this, right?"
Zong Xinjue responded,
"Do you know about the takeaway page? Pasta, rice, fried chicken and barbecue, just order one. No, fried chicken and barbecue is not the main meal, you can choose at your leisure."
"I ordered it." Zong Xinjue acted very quickly and ordered an order that he had bought before, without considering new varieties at all.
"So fast?" Chu Qianze walked forward and flipped the next person.
"What did you buy?"
Zong Xinjue signed up for the name of the dish.
"Can you let me down now?" The tone was somewhat pleasing.
"The takeaway hasn't arrived yet, so what's the hurry." Chu Qianze directly activated his mechanical wing skills and flew with Zong Xinjue, the posture was like carrying a sack.
"Hey, at least change your posture!" Zong Xinjue put his elbows on his shoulder blades and straightened up, trying to get himself down.
The front is the public area, full of people. I was carried over like this...
The scene was unbelievable.
At this point, the panel lights up, indicating that a new message has appeared. Seeing the information, Zong Xinjue's eyes lit up. "Takeaway is here!"
Chu Qianze flew slower: "Now?"
"Yes, it was just delivered to my door, and now I'm going to get it."
After speaking, he patted Chu Qianze on the shoulder, "Can you let me down now?"
Chu Qianze used a force in his hand to get the man off his shoulders. "Have a good meal and talk later."
"Got it," Zong Xinjue rubbed his wrist, "just like the old mother."
Chu Qianze narrowed his eyes slightly and sneered: "That's how I can live. You want to be like others, and people don't care about you. If I continue to talk, I will directly carry you to the public area for a walk."
"Go away!" Zong Xinjue scolded angrily.
Laughing and playing, all for his own health, which made him feel a little strange.
"Go offline first."
"Let's go, come over after eating, see you at the same place." Chu Qianze watched people disappear, and went to the dessert shop to reserve a seat, and began to enjoy leisure time.
After eating two cakes in his hand, Zong Xinjue went online.
"Finished?" He picked up a napkin to wipe his mouth, and said slowly.
"I just finished it." Zong Xinjue pulled out the chair and sat down. At this time, the table was full of snacks.
"Did you read those documents?"
Seeing this person entering the state, Chu Qianze didn't talk nonsense, put the spoon aside, "Go through it. Regarding the physical fitness training you mentioned, I have a set of methods, and the effect is very good, but the process will be a bit difficult. Do you want to? Learn about?"
Zong Xinjue moved the document a little and looked at Chu Qianze, "What is it."
In the gym, Chu Qianze was sitting on the equipment next to him. Seeing that he was hanging on the bar and motionless, he still didn't get up for ten seconds. He lit his brain and reminded him, "Don't stop, there are ten more."
Zong Xinjue held the horizontal bar with both hands and crossed his legs. He exhaled, too lazy to talk to anyone.
"There are only ten, come on, do it in one go, persistence is victory!" Chu Qianze encouraged by the side, come on.
Zong Xinjue held his breath, his biceps tightened, his waist and abdomen strained, and he wanted to get up straight.
Seeing that this person was already in midair, Chu Qianze sighed: "Very good, only nine left—"
As soon as the nine-character sound appeared, Zong Xinjue fell again.
It is a pity that it failed in the middle, and the progress bar just moved forward is now retracted.
"Ten more! Work harder." Chu Qianze sat on the chair and took a sip of sour plum juice.
"I know!" Zong Xinjue's face turned red, and he did five pull-ups with a burst of energy.
Chu Qianze leaned on the back of the chair next to him, with one leg bent over the place next to his feet, counting the numbers.
After finally finishing the remaining few, Zong Xinjue released his hands and panted on the armrest.
"Congratulations, you have successfully achieved 40 pull-ups." Imitating the tone of CCTV's announcement of good news, Chu Qianze passed a towel over by the way.
Zong Xinjue took the towel, he really didn't have the strength to speak. After a while, when I felt better, I said, "Next time I train, you can roar more."
"Why, do you feel more motivated to exercise with my encouragement?"
"A few more times, I definitely want to hit you." I was exhausted, but there was someone sitting next to me drinking a drink. It was too much to clean up.
Zong Xinjue pulled out a smile: "With the blessing of hatred value, I might be able to win you a few times more than when we meet in the arena."
"You want domestic violence?" Chu Qianze was shocked, his eyes were slightly open, full of disbelief.
"Just kidding." Zong Xinjue exhaled, stood up and started stretching.
Chu Qianze pressed him next to him, and after a while he said, "Did you pull the ligament in advance today?"
"No, why are you asking that?" Zong Xinjue changed his hand and stretched out to the front, stretching one muscle.
"I feel that the ligaments in your legs are much better than before. Before, they were as straight as a bamboo tube, but now they are probably bendable bamboo poles."
After a pause in the original stretch, Zong Xinjue buried his head and changed his direction: "I do exercises at home, and I have been paying more attention to this aspect of training recently."
Originally, Chu Qianze didn't care much, but when he saw Zong Xinjue's performance, he felt that things didn't seem so simple.
Just pulling the ligament
Zong Xinjue didn't say anything about it, and he didn't know either.
Letting go of his hand, Chu Qianze took a step back: "It's almost there, let's start the next project."
"Understood." Zong Xinjue sat on the cushion with his legs bent after wiping his sweat.
Chu Qianze turned his back to him directly, and sat up on his feet: "This is not many, just 100. Let's start!"
…
After finishing a series of projects, Chu Qianze stood beside him, looking down at Zong Xinjue lying on the ground, a little funny. "It's tiring, but it doesn't have to be like this, right?"
Is that a little tired
Zong Xinjue was soaked all over at this time, paralyzed and had no strength to speak, so he could only roll his eyes silently.
"This set has to be practiced consecutively to be effective. Rest now, and the effect will be halved." Chu Qianze reminded.
Zong Xinjue took a deep breath and got up from the ground, "Continue."
Although the other party is acting according to his own words, his enthusiasm is not high at the moment. This plan is a bit strict, but if you stick to it, it will definitely work well.
The first week is the hardest, but once you get used to it, you'll feel a lot better.
After thinking for a moment, Chu Qianze squatted down, propped his chin and said, "If we can persist this week, we will go on a date."
Zong Xinjue's eyes froze, and he suddenly turned to look at Chu Qianze.
"Are you serious?"
It seems quite effective.
Chu Qianze raised a smile: "Of course, I don't lie."
"All training lasts one week? Just one week?" Zong Xinjue confirmed again.
Is this too little
Although the original intention was to just stick to gym training for a week, but since the other party is so looking forward to it.
Chu Qianze nodded: "That's right."
"It's a word!" The mood that had been sluggish just now turned into excitement in an instant.
During this period of time after that, Zong Xinjue became very active, and every time he asked for training in advance.
The morning of the seventh day after the appointment.
Chu Qianze, wearing sportswear with one hand in his pocket, stood at the crossroads, waiting for Zong Xinjue to arrive.
A few days ago, the other party would arrive early, but now it is almost the appointed time, and there is still no shadow.
Feeling strange, he sent a message directly to the other party.
[Do you remember running this morning? ]
[Just squeak]
[I won't oversleep (sweat)]
[There are still three minutes, and if there is no news, I will just leave. ]
When the promised time is reached, there is still no one waiting. Chu Qianze thought for a while and called the other party directly.
The call was connected, then hung up immediately.
After a while, there was a message back there.
Zong Xinjue: [Sorry, I didn't see it just now. ]
[Go for a run first, I may not be able to go today. ]
Chu Qianze frowned slightly and called the other party directly. He didn't get through for a long time, and he sent a message to someone.
[Answering the phone. ]
The light screen showed that the other party answered the call, and Chu Qianze connected it to his Bluetooth headset. "Why didn't you come all of a sudden?"
Hearing the silence over there, he scratched his head: "Speak, you."
"It's nothing, it's just that something happened suddenly, you can't go for a morning run, you go first." What's the difference between Zong Xinjue's voice and the usual one.
"Number 675, come with me to the reception room No. 3!"
Just as Chu Qianze was about to say something, he heard a voice over there.
Admissions room...
"Are you in the hospital?" Chu Qianze's brows twitched, and he made a decisive decision: "Tell me the location, and I'll see you later if you have anything."
The author has something to say: This world is almost over, and it will look like two or three days later.
Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: Mo Ran Yan Yi, 1 Bai;
Thanks to the little angel who irrigated the nutrient solution: 10 bottles of Aurora; 3 bottles of who am I; 1 bottle of Little Clown, Sixty-One, Yueyin, and Gongzi Wuji;