"Baili keeps the promise? Playing the support position?" Zhou Mo blurted out when he heard He Yu's answer to the hero.
"Well, although Baili's contract-keeping support is rare, it's not unheard of, especially in KPL, for example, that year..."
"That's enough, there's no need to quote scriptures, we know." Gao Ge interrupted He Yu directly.
"What do you think, senior sister?" He Yu looked at Gao Ge.
The hero Baili Shouyue has indeed appeared in many positions. But if you want to use kpl as a reference, at present, most of them appear in the jungle, followed by the middle. The sidelines that often appear in player matches are relatively rare in professional games or high-end games with higher ranks. Obviously, after reaching a certain level, everyone's understanding of this hero tends to be the same. This is a shooter who needs flexible support, not a suffocating development.
As for assisting Baili to keep the promise, it really needs to be quoted. This kind of special usage, if it is not for the special purpose of well-trained professional teams, it will hardly appear in normal games. And He Yu didn't refute Baili's commitment to playing support. Judging by his posture, he really wanted to go the wrong way.
"Tell me how you practice first?" Gao Ge was more curious about this question at this time. After all, this is an unconventional usage. In the passerby game, if you choose Baili to keep the contract and tell your teammates that you play support, it is possible to be scolded on the spot when you encounter a bad temper. And this kind of unconventional usage does not need to pray for any coordination or routines in the passerby game. Does anyone have experience in this alternative style of play
"It's unbearable to look back, it's unbearable to look back." He Yu said again and again, it seems that during this period of time, Baili's contract-keeping assistants in the passerby bureau have been scolded a lot.
"How many stars did you drop?" Gao Ge asked. This is what is good about competition. No matter how extravagant the hype is, the bloody record is the best reflection of the real effect.
"That can't be, there are still a few stars! Otherwise, how dare I show it?" When He Yu said this, there was a hint of complacency in his eyes. It seems that the grievances of Baili's assistant during this period of time have something to do with it. Yes, but there are also bright moments.
"Okay, let's play a game and see the effect of your Baili support." Gao Ge acted decisively without asking too many questions, wouldn't you know everything after playing a game
"Only one round? How many more rounds will it take for a comprehensive investigation, Senior Sister." He Yu said hastily.
"Understood, let's all enter the game." Gao Ge greeted, and another day of training began like this. After a few rounds of investigation, He Yu's Baili's contract-keeping support was recognized, and Wave 7 also began to practice some play styles that this hero could implement after joining. Because there is only the finals left, everyone took more time to train this week, but Mo Xian was an exception. Even the finals did not disrupt his learning pace in the slightest. Even on the last night before the competition, because he was going to visit some experiment of a certain professor in a department, he directly missed the training for this day.
The game is of zero importance to Mo Xian, which he expressed when he first joined Wave 7. From his consistent attitude, everyone has no doubt that if this experiment is the next afternoon and crashes with the final time, Mo Xian will give up the final without hesitation.
Therefore, everyone was not surprised that Mo Xian was absent from training, even if it was the last important joint training before the finals, and Zhu Jiayin only had some regrets about Mo Xian's absence.
"Mo Xian is not here, let's practice the routine of the three of us cooperating more today." Gao Ge said.
He Yu and Zhu Jiayin nodded. The three people mentioned by Gao Ge refers to the three of them. Nakanosuke's linkage can be said to be the most common rhythm pattern in the current game.
So the training went on as usual, and Zhao Jinran reluctantly took over Mo Xian's absence. This player is currently obsessed with bronze trumpet matchmaking, and has no intention of changing his playing style at all. Asking Zhou Mo less and less, firstly, I am indeed more proficient, and secondly, due to his level, it is indeed quite easy to play the games he often plays now, and often kills all sides.
But this time keeping up with the big team and playing high-level rounds, Zhao Jinran suddenly revealed his true colors. In particular, his mentality couldn't be adjusted for a while, and the mentality of sweeping thousands of troops with the bronze game, what a disaster in the bottom lane. Basically, it would crash within two or three minutes of the start, and the game experience was extremely poor, which made Zhao Jinran quickly surpass Zhu Jiayin and became the person who most hoped that Mo Xian would come back quickly.
But Mo Xian had already agreed today that he would not come again, so after five rounds, the ashen-faced Zhao Jinran refused to play with everyone, so he quickly changed back to his trumpet and went to the bronze match to find confidence. A hearty smile quickly returned to Zhao Jinran's face, but the other four had no choice but to match up. In the end, they found a passerby in the bottom lane, and the situation was much better than that of Zhao Jinran, a teammate. The four of them were kind, so they didn't use this to provoke Zhao Jinran.
Mo Xian was absent from this day's training, so he didn't extend it much. There was nothing new to say about the next day's final. Gao Ge and Zhou Mo have already introduced the situation of the Suger team to everyone. During this period of time, the Suger team did not watch the battle, so there is no new information. What kind of tactical lineup Suger will adopt tomorrow can only be relied on. The usual understanding is guesswork.
This is the situation, but after the agreed last game, no one left immediately. Everyone's movements became very slow, Zhou Mo's schoolbag seemed endless, Gao Ge seemed very tired, he poured a glass of water and drank slowly, Zhu Jiayin held his mobile phone, as if he was about to deal with something good to go...
He Yu was very relieved to see a few of them like this. He finally knew that he was not the only one who was a little nervous about facing the finals. Especially Gao Ge and Zhou Mo, they are serious about the game, so in exchange for the cold eyes of the king circle in the school, they are surrounded by everyone, waiting to see their jokes. And this kind of joke, they have been making trouble for two years. They never gave up, and they were actively looking for teammates at the beginning of the new semester. Then they had He Yu, Mo Xian, and Zhu Jiayin...
For the first time, they had reliable teammates around them, and for the first time, their wave 7 was no longer a joke, and they reached the finals in an upright manner.
That's right, it's just an interschool league, it's just a club activity. But everyone's dedication to this is real, and the hardships and sorrows experienced from it are also real.
He Yu couldn't fully understand the feelings of the two of them. He thought this was probably similar to his brother Yu Yu who had never been successful in the professional circle!
And this semester, whether they will be successful or not, it is now the last kick to the door, so the mood of these two people at this moment is probably much more complicated than that of He Yu and Zhu Jiayin.
No, Zhu Jiayin has finished fiddling with her mobile phone and got up with her bag. But Gao Ge was still drinking water, and Zhou Mo was still packing his schoolbag.
"Then what..." He Yu said.
Everyone looked at him, concentrating on singing while drinking water, and Zhou Mo, who was frantically packing his schoolbag, turned his eyes very quickly.
"To have a late night snack?" He Yu said.
"Wait for me at midnight, wait for me! It's over, finish it right away, I treat you, treat me!" Zhao Jinran yelled, the voice of a person without pressure is particularly loud.