Hearing such an exciting speech, the teammates said that their ears were blind.
Qian Bao glanced at the screen and suddenly said, "Oops!"
When Lu Zhe was telling the story before, she thought that there were some kind of grievances and hatreds that were not suitable for fans to hear, so she subconsciously blocked the microphone, and there was only the background sound of the songs she ordered in the whole live broadcast room.
Now the public screen of the barrage is chatting and spanking, and there are people who are extremely bored analyzing what is being talked about in the DG base based on her expression.
She looked at Lu Zhe regretfully: "Captain, I forgot to tell the fans about your sweet teenage story."
Lu Zhe was silent for two seconds, then pulled the corner of his lower lip to Qian Bao, and replied in a tolerant tone:
"It's ok."
"Be careful in the next life."
Qian Bao: "...?"
Qian Bao: "As expected of you, Lu Gou."
Seeing that they were about to start a new round of mouth escape, Manager Zhou suddenly patted his forehead: "Tsk, I almost forgot about the business—"
"The schedule of the summer split has been arranged. Our first game will be against HCG on June 3, and the second game will be against LAG on June 7. The BO3 format, double round-robin in the group and single round-robin outside the group."
"The league has officially released the schedule. You can all look back. If you have time on Weibo, you can repost the club's news."
"In July, our regular season and intercontinental competition are going on at the same time. You all pay attention to your state recently. If you have free time, go to exercise and eat less takeout. Don't have any shit before the game. You will catch a cold and have a fever and stomach aches as soon as you play."
Hearing Zhou Dazui's cliché, the old snail Erhua replied in a long tone, "I see."
Qian Bao continued her live broadcast, and by the way reminded fans that the schedule was out, and the barrage was full of joy.
Zhou Dazui only stared at Lu Zhe. After a while, he was still worried and patted the back of Lu Zhe's chair, "No, Captain Lu, come out with me."
Coach Fang happened to bring the analysts in. Seeing that Zhou Dazui was going to pull Lu Zhe to open a small stove, he did not forget to remind: "The training is about to start, you have something to say quickly."
Zhou Dazui waved his hand: "I see, I just told him."
…
Lu Zhe followed Zhou Dazui through the corridor all the way to the office.
Standing in front of the white desk, Zhou Dazui paced to pour water for him. When he got up from the water dispenser and came back, his face was inexplicably solemn.
"Lu Zhe."
He handed the water cup to Lu Zhe's hand, looked up at Lu Zhe, who was a bit taller than him, with full seriousness in his eyes.
Lu Zhe took the water cup, his crow feather-like eyelashes hung down, covering half of his dark pupils. He looked at the plastic cup in his hand, and suddenly cut off Manager Zhou's words:
"I know what you're going to say."
"DG bought him for good results, not for any messy scandal."
Manager Zhou was snatched by him, but he was not annoyed at all, and there was even relief in his expression: "You understand, I don't want to interfere with your mate choice, it's just that our professional situation is like this, performance trumps everything, and we win. All is well said, lose..."
If he loses, Shen Qiao will be the one who gets scolded.
Fans will compare his performance with DG's performance when Yu was there, throw all the faults on him, think that his strength is not worthy of DG at all, and let him retire with all kinds of ridicule and sarcasm.
Imagining the picture from Manager Zhou's unfinished words, Lu Zhe's eyes darkened.
He drank the warm water in the cup, and the empty plastic cup was easily deformed in his palm because of his strength. When he looked up at Manager Zhou, the usual warm smile on Lu Zhe's face disappeared, his expression was light, but It also showed solemnity.
He said slowly, "I understand."
DG won the World Championship last year, and this year's Spring Championship should not have been lost under the condition of maintaining the state.
It's a pity that no one expected the unexpected situation of the fish, so the team could only regret to stop in the top four.
Fans are desperate to see DG back on top.
—Summer split is their most visible opportunity.
If Lu Zhe can't lead the team to glory, then the newcomer Shen Qiao will become the target of the fans of the team.
"DG needs a championship, so does Jojo - don't worry, I won't affect his form recently."
As soon as Lu Zhe said this, Manager Zhou immediately stabilized his heart.
Although this guy Lu Zhe usually speaks irritatingly, his guarantee is still very effective.
Manager Zhou nodded in agreement, glanced at the memo on the table, and said casually: "Okay, then you go back to training first, by the way, tell Xiaolang that his team uniform may not be available in the short term because of the recent sponsorship. There are changes in the business, and when the time comes, we will replace all five of you with a new set."
Lu Zhe nodded: "Okay."
After answering, Lu Zhe turned around and walked out, throwing the plastic cup in his hand into the trash when he went out.
At this time, Zhou Dazui's voice sounded from behind again:
"Hey, I'm gossiping for personal reasons—"
…
Ten minutes later, in the training room.
Coach Fang took the record form and said to the five people: "You guys have been in a good solo lineup recently, but the rhythm of the team still needs to be grasped. I made an appointment for WTG's training game at 9 o'clock tonight, and they are now preparing. The group stage of MSI must be at its peak, isn’t it exciting to think about it?”
Hearing WTG, Qian Bao and others showed a bit of excitement on their faces.
Previously, they played against WTG in the semifinals of the spring split, and this practice match was a small shameful opportunity for them.
An unpredictable smile appeared in Lu Zhe's eyes, and he asked Coach Fang, "BO1?"
Coach Fang nodded and showed a troublesome smile: "One match will determine the outcome, do you like it?"
Lu Zhe chuckled: "If I remember correctly, the first team they faced in the group stage was a team from the North American Division. That team played similar to ours. In the early stage, we focused on the advantages of each of the three tiers, and played as a jungler. Linkage - WTG wants to use us to sharpen the knife first?"
Coach Fang shook his head and corrected him: "If we play well, then let the other side use us to sharpen their knives. If we don't play well, we can at best help them maintain their feel before the game."
Hearing this, the five people's eyes lit up with fighting intent, listening to Coach Fang's next arrangement of today's training content.
"Let's talk about you going down first, Lao Wo and Er Hua have been fighting fiercely recently. No matter what lineup, you are thinking about the second-level strong kill - the one yesterday afternoon was even more strange, Er Hua went to kill, Lao Wo put it there to fight the tower, Are you two going to switch positions?"
Lao Woo touched his nose, Erhua looked up at the ceiling.
Coach Fang gave them a professional smirk: "Tell me, is there any surprise waiting for me today?"
The two shook their heads honestly, trying to adjust their expressions to be well-behaved, sensible, and obedient.
Coach Fang continued: "I have no opinion on the PK in the early stage, but pay attention to the lineup. If you can't win it, retreat decisively. Don't give the opposing jungler a chance to gank."
After he finished speaking, he looked at Qian Bao again, and analyzed the mastery of the new hero he had recently practiced with her, and finally turned to Shen Qiao—
"...Little Wolf, be steady in the early stage. When the game comes, they will definitely gank you first. I'll ask the training team's junglers to hit the road more during training. Lu Zhe, don't go to the road to help you today."
Shen Qiao nodded: "Okay."
Lu Zhe glanced at him and asked with a smile, "Can I see wolf cubs fighting one another today?"
Shen Qiao took a look at the training table on the table and said to him: "Today you can see that I have a dozen of five - after three-thirty, my content is a big fight with weight training."
As soon as Lu Zhe heard it, he knew that Coach Fang had taken great pains to improve Shen Qiao's survival rate in the top lane.
If Shen Qiao can improve his awareness of laning against two or more players at the same time while playing his original strong style, even if Lu Zhe doesn't go to the top to help in the game, he will not be caught too easily by the opposing jungler. Death, but also can get used to the rhythm of reinforcements under high pressure.
"Lu Zhe's training content remains the same. The regular training is until four o'clock, and then you can arrange it freely."
Coach Fang's voice fell, and everyone had no opinion.
Lu Zhe is the ceiling of the LPL jungler. Even if he is allowed to arrange freely, his training intensity is not lower than others.
—Because this man is always worthy of being trusted by his teammates.
Coach Fang finally added: "We resumed the games before WTG at 7:00 p.m., so that we can familiarize ourselves with the style in advance for the practice game in the evening."
…
The sunlight outside the window gradually slanted westward.
The fiery golden color softened unconsciously, sneaked in through the window by the corridor, and lingered by the door of the training room, unwilling to leave.
The door was suddenly pulled open from inside—
Erhua stretched her waist and said to her teammates, "Let me first explore the dinner dishes in today's cafeteria for everyone."
"Father Hua will try the poison first, and I will be here later." Lao Wo was addicted to Hanbok recently, and he replied without raising his head.
Erhua scolded him with a smile, Qian Bao passed by him when he was talking, and stepped upstairs in three or two steps to take a bath and relax.
inside the house.
Lu Zhe asked Shen Qiao, "Although it's not your first training match tonight, WTG is stronger than BLX after all, and it's still BO1. Are you nervous?"
Shen Qiao just finished a big fight, and was looking at the data of his own, when he heard the words without raising his head, he spit out a word: "No."
Lu Zhe nodded slightly and said nothing.
When Shen Qiao got up from his seat, Lu Zhe suggested going to the cafeteria downstairs for dinner.
The two walked out one after the other, and when they reached the corridor, the sunlight fell in pieces from the grid windows. Shen Qiao stared at his glowing back, and for some reason had an impulse—
He took a step forward and said to Lu Zhe, "I suddenly feel a little nervous."
Lu Zhe was about to turn his head, but the person behind him had already taken a step forward, and a slightly itchy feeling landed on the back of his neck, where the glands were.
Shen Qiao took a sip of Lu Zhe's cedar-flavored pheromone at close range, then took another step back, pretending that nothing had happened, and looked at him with one hand in his pocket, with light in his eyes, like a twinkling smile.
With a wicked smile, he said:
"Well, now I'm fine again."
Lu Zhe: "..."
He took a deep breath, as if a storm could be brewing in his black eyes at any time, he slowly opened his lips for a while:
"Did I forget to tell you—"
"It's easy to get caught by teasing me before the game."
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Jojo, you can't be this sub! Boys, be more reserved!