"Donglin King's Cup?"
It is not a secret to organize a new club activity, and the news began to spread from the participants not long after the conclusion meeting. However, what He Yu heard was from his brother He Liang who worked in the student office, and the news was more convincing. He didn't stop the chopsticks in his hand, but continued to ask doubtfully: "Isn't there already a competition?"
"The inter-school league is for students to form teams spontaneously. The Donglin Kings Cup will be signed up on a department-by-department basis." He Liang explained.
"Oh." He Yu understood immediately. These activities are not the monopoly of the university. When he was in middle school, the school also had various student competitions. Although there are no departments, there are classes, and the reason is the same.
"The school doesn't seem to have a big problem. It should be approved to hold another event like this." He Liang said.
"What about the current game?" He Yu asked.
"Let's do it together. If the competition is based on the department, the team will not be too many. Our school currently has 18 colleges and more than 50 professional departments. It is not yet confirmed whether the college is the unit or the subordinate professional departments. As a unit, in short, there may only be more than 50 teams. The competition system is still uncertain, but it should not take too much time." He Liang said.
"Oh." He Yu nodded. I didn't take it too seriously at first, but in a blink of an eye I realized another problem.
"Many of the teammates in these teams may not be from the same department, right?" He Yu said.
He Liang nodded: "Yes, most of them met through associations, not necessarily in a department."
The other team, He Yu, didn't care, but immediately thought of them, Lang 7, and immediately opened their WeChat group on their mobile phone.
The small group now has five people, and it originated from the dinner that day after defeating the Dynasty team. Zhao Jinran invited guests, but Li Sijie didn't come, but the four of them chatted happily. Zhao Jinran didn't know if he saw the disapproval of A Ke from the crowd after posting on the forum, and finally he was no longer so proud and complacent. During the meeting, he was quite modest, overheard that there were still teams, and asked to join.
Of course, no one would refuse, but Zhou Mo felt that Li Sijie couldn't be left out in the cold, and even Li Sijie pulled back when he invited him. In the end, both of them joined, but compared to Zhao Jinran's activity after joining the group, Li Sijie basically didn't say much.
At this time, when I opened the small group, I saw that several people were also discussing the Donglin King's Cup. The victory over the Dynasty seems to have completely ignited Zhao Jinran's enthusiasm for the glory of the king, and he also showed considerable enthusiasm for the new competition. Li Sijie, who hadn't spoken much all this time, finally erupted for the first time at this time, and a basin of cold water was poured on his head: "The five strongest people in the department will be selected for the department competition. Don't worry about your level." Do you have this heart?"
"Cut, how can you be better?" Zhao Jinran dismissed it. Ever since there was a little conflict that day, Zhao Jinran didn't have much respect for the big brother who used to lead him to the top. In the past few days, the two no longer advance and retreat together. Li Sijie still didn't come to practice together with everyone, but Zhao Jinran was more active, showing up on time every day, I don't know if it was a three-minute fever.
After being retorted by Zhao Jinran, not only Li Sijie, but also Gao Ge, Zhou Mo, and He Yu who was about to speak fell silent. The group was silent for a while, and He Yu silently closed the group.
"What's the matter?" He Liang, who was sitting across from him, looked at his expression and asked while holding vegetables for him. As two brothers, since He Yu entered Donglin University, it has become a daily routine for them to have dinner together every week.
"It's nothing. I just thought of our Wave 7, I know that senior sister Gao Ge is also from our physics department, but what about senior brother Zhou Mo?" He Yu said.
"After playing together for so long, I don't know what he's specialized in?" He Liang said.
"Hey, just pay attention that he is a unit and a hero he is good at." He Yu said awkwardly.
"Yang Jian played well that day," He Liang said.
"Have you seen it?"
"Well, I've paid more attention recently." He Liang said.
"Then... have you followed the KL game?" He Yu asked. KL Autumn started the first round when they started school, and there were games every week after that. After He Yu played Glory of Kings himself, he naturally refocused on professional games. But what about brother? The two of them watched a match that happened to be natural selection during the meal in the cafeteria on the first day. Did my brother watch the match after that? It was the first time He Yu had asked until now.
"I have to watch some." He Liang said.
He Yu pondered over his vocabulary, thinking about how appropriate to ask his brother's opinion, but He Liang asked him first: "Have you watched the natural selection game?"
"Ah? Yes..." He Yu froze for a moment, then nodded.
"What do you think?" He Liang asked.
This was the question He Yu wanted to ask his brother, but he didn't want to be asked back by him first. In fact, he has thought about the answer to this question many times in his mind, so he doesn't need to think too much, he opened his mouth and said: "Natural Selection seems to be the two output cores of the mid laner and the shooter, but more often it is just around one The point is playing. In the first round, it seems that the shooter is developing rapidly, but in the next few rounds, it is playing around the mid laner. Zhou Jin’s Zhuge Liang is sent to the AN position. His current style of play is compared to before. The change is obvious. Most of the heroes are chosen as go-getters and winners, and they can play amazing output every game...uh... "
"What's the matter? Go on..." He Liang said after glancing at He Yu.
"The problem of harvesting still exists. This is also a big problem that I thought natural selection existed in the past. It often kills the opponent, but cannot complete the harvest." He Yu said.
"But it doesn't seem to be a problem now, does it?" He Liang said with a smile.
"Yes..." He Yu nodded, "During the period of time when the opponent has been disabled and must return to the spring water replenishment state, natural selection is used extremely fully, and after almost every wave, there will be a certain economic gap with the opponent. And The Shangui team's game was particularly obvious, so that the head ratio at the end of the game was only 4 to 1, and three of the heads broke out when the last wave rushed to the high ground. In other words, the natural selection did not The absolute advantage is established when the number of kills is completed."
"So, they found a solution to your so-called flaw?" He Liang said.
"Yes..." He Yu nodded unnaturally. According to his previous thinking, the person who needs to solve this problem is his elder brother, and what needs to be done is natural selection to give He Liang more trust, and let his assassin hero complete these harvests.
But now, the Tianxuan team didn't need He Liang, and they didn't use the method He Yu envisioned. They used their own means - precise operation to make up for the regret of "nearly hurt".
Almost hurt
Then let the economy lead a little further.
"Many teams are now studying their style of play, and it already has a name called Persuading Tui Liu." He Liang continued, "Glory of the King is after all a tower-pushing game, not a killing game."
"But killing is also one of the ways to win, isn't it?" He Yu suddenly looked up at his brother and said, "It's just the way of play, who is better than whom? If you can win the victory, you are right!"
He Liang smiled bitterly. In fact, he had already seen He Yu's thoughts, the determination hidden in his heart after playing King of Glory. He didn't want He Yu to be burdened with these, but it seemed difficult to convince him. But looking back and thinking about it, why not myself? If it weren't for the obsession in my heart, why would I have to persist in natural selection for five years trying to prove myself
Unfortunately, he ultimately failed.
Especially after he retired, Tianxuan immediately won the championship, which made him have to doubt whether his persistence all the time was correct.
If you can win the victory, you are right!
That's what he thought for a while.
But he forgot. There has never been a 100% absolute victory, so there has never been a 100% correct way of playing.
This matter has nothing to do with right or wrong at all, and some are just winners and losers.
I have lost, failed.
But what about your own style of play? So is it going to be totally denied
no! My own style of play is not invincible, how could it be completely denied like this
So it’s really what I’ve been saying all along: I’m not good enough.
But someone might do it better.
"Let's eat!" He Liang suddenly picked up the bowl and said to He Yu with a smile.
"Ah?" He Yu was stunned.
"I hope to see your murderous victory." He Liang said.