Fang Zhenliu has never been a substitute since the first day of KW trial training. He used the jungle position to rank first in the national server. His talent is extremely high. In the first trial training, he did not fall behind in the first trial training. Feng, you must know that there is a barrier between the passer-by king and professional players. It doesn't mean that you can play well in professional games if you are strong in ranking, let alone the jungle position that is a test of game sense.
As if the club had won a treasure, they signed a five-year contract with Fang Zhenliu in one breath, and the price they paid was also at a level that was completely unimaginable for newcomers.
Although no promise was made, both parties agreed that unless Fang Zhenliu's state really declines, Fang Zhenliu cannot have a substitute.
Fang Zhenliu put down his chopsticks, and said coldly, "You think I'm not pleasing to the eye, so you want to avenge yourself?"
The rest of the people were silent, and said in their hearts, Ye Wang started a group, Yu Feixiang licked the tips of his teeth with great interest, and surrounded him with his arms folded.
The manager didn't say anything, because Yin Letian had told him in advance that if Fang Zhenliu had any objections, he would not speak, and Yin Letian would solve it alone.
Le Tian lazily raised his eyelids, "Why do you think I don't like you?"
Fang Zhenliu snorted coldly, and raised the corners of his lips mockingly, "Do you dare to do it or not?"
Le Tian was expressionless, "I don't see you at all."
Fang Zhenliu got up and slapped the dining table violently. Song He shook the bowl in his arms. Seeing the fish soup spilled out on the table, his heart ached. He planned to eat QAQ with fish soup.
Fang Zhenliu didn't bother to say any more, he shook his face and went upstairs directly.
The manager looked back at the stairs, then at Yin Letian who was still eating calmly, and said in a low voice: "This..."
Le Tian continued: "Eat."
Yu Feixiang also got up, "I'm full."
Le Tian said: "It's just right," pointing to Mo Huan who was standing on the side in a daze, "Come and eat."
Yu Feixiang chuckled, glanced at Mo Huan, raised his eyebrows in disdain and went upstairs.
The training match in the afternoon started on time at 2 o'clock, and Le Tian went upstairs at 1:55, opened the door of the room and said to the square pillow lying on the bed: "Come down to watch the game."
Fang Zhenliu didn't lift his head, and played a single-player game on his mobile phone with one hand.
"Five minutes later, if you don't show up downstairs, I guarantee that your career will be over from today onwards. You should know that I have ruined a talented ADC once, and I have the ability." Le Tian said calmly.
Fang Zhenliu raised his head abruptly, his eyebrows tightly twisted into a ball because of anger.
Le Tian: "Woohoo, you're even more handsome when you're angry, hum, come and fuck me if you don't agree."
System: ... It must be what it wants to do.
After Le Tian finished speaking, he directly closed the door and went downstairs.
About 30 seconds before 2 o'clock, Fang Zhenliu walked down step by step with a dark face. Mo Huan had already sat down in front of his computer and installed his own mouse and keyboard. Fang Zhenliu stared at the computer with his name written on it. The seat looks ugly.
Le Tian sat in front of the big screen and said lightly, "Sit next to me."
While everyone was watching, Fang Zhenliu sat next to Le Tian with a stiff face.
The training match started, and the team replaced by Mo Huang lost the core of Fang Zhenliu. The whole team ran around like headless chickens, and suffered a disastrous defeat in the first game.
Fang Zhenliu looked at the bright red record in front of the big screen and sneered.
Le Tian turned to look at him, Fang Zhenliu also turned to fight with his eyes not to be outdone, Le Tian said lightly: "Go get a glass of water."
Square Pillow Flow:…
Fang Zhenliu, who was so angry that he was about to vomit blood, stood up and poured a glass of water under Le Tian's unsalty gaze, and placed it heavily in front of Le Tian. A puddle of water spilled out of the glass. He picked up the water and took a sip, and said to the five quiet players: "Replay the game by yourself, and prepare for the next move."
Mo Huan was very embarrassed, and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry, I have some food."
Song He quickly smoothed things over and said, "It's okay, you just aren't very familiar with our rhythm yet."
Mo Hua scratched his head, "If you need my support online, just say so, and I will come according to your rhythm."
The other four were a little confused, their rhythm? Their rhythm is square pillow flow.
Chen Xueqing said calmly: "I will give you more feedback in the next round, and our middle and field try to open up the rhythm."
Mo Hua nodded, "Okay, I will try my best."
"come on."
The five of them shouted cheers together, took a break and prepared to drive the next one.
The second one was still a fiasco.
There was no smile on Fang Zhenliu's face, and there was a coach who avenged his personal revenge, which really made him unable to laugh.
There will be an hour gap between the next training match, Le Tian said to the five: "Tell me about your feelings."
Mo Huan stood up and admitted his mistake first, "Coach, I have a problem with my rhythm, and I also have a bad coordination with my teammates. Both of these are mine."
Song He spoke on behalf of the bot lane. Before he spoke, he glanced at the black-faced Fang Zhenliu before saying in a low voice: "The rhythm is a bit messy. Maybe we have cooperated with Brother Fang for a long time. We don't know when to fight in the bot lane. It's time to retreat, I'm a little flustered."
Le Tian continued to remain silent, and Yu Feixiang said directly: "I have nothing to say about being a single orphan."
It was Chen Xueqing's turn. As the name suggests, he gave people a feeling of being as light as water and as immobile as a mountain. He is an old player, and he is the oldest among the five. generally."
Letian opened his mouth, and cast his gaze directly at Chen Xueqing, "Say your but."
Chen Xueqing was slightly taken aback, pursed her lips and looked at Yin Letian, Yin Letian's hair was a little long, almost covering his eyes, and his whole body was as hazy as a flower in the mist, looking like an artist, not like a phone call at all. He is not a competitive person, but his eyes are so sharp at the moment, as if he has seen through Chen Xueqing.
Chen Xueqing hesitated for a while, but still said the words, "I feel like I'm fighting with Mo Huang, and it's quite comfortable for me to fight in the middle."
The team room fell silent.
Le Tian turned his face to Fang Zhenliu, "It's your turn to speak."
Fang Zhenliu's expression was not emotional, he just said: "I have nothing to say."
Le Tian didn't scold anyone, but nodded, "Continue after the break."
Mo Huan insisted on playing with the first team for an entire afternoon of training games. People are stupid. The level of the training team he came into contact with when he was in the second team was completely different from this level. He was still beaten by the opponent's jungler in the last fight The mouse scrambled and kept shouting: "Middle Road! Middle Road, come and help me take a look!"
It may be because only Chen Xueqing showed a little affirmation to him, and Mo Huan was particularly dependent on Chen Xueqing.
Unknowingly, Chen Xueqing took the lead in that game. Chen Xueqing, who was not talkative at first, almost took over the command position because he had to give feedback. He has rich experience and probably has a basic judgment on the game situation. Mo Huan followed him, and in the end he actually won the game. Although it was a miserable victory, he still won.
The moment they won, the five of them burst into loud cheers at the same time!
"Nice!" "Nice!" "Mid lane carry!"
Mo Huang's personal record was 2/15/46. He took two heads and died 15 times. The remaining 46 times were all assists. He was not depressed at all, but pulled Chen Xueqing and shook him desperately, "It's too fierce!" Brother Chen is too fierce!"
Chen Xueqing, who had been helping Mo Huang to roam around, took thirty heads and died seven times. This beat him heartily, with a rare happy expression on his face, and said with a smile: "It's okay."
The moment Yu Feixiang won, he also slammed down the table, his eyes sparkled and he said: "Fuck, Chen Xueqing, you are too fierce, your mother will come with me to the bathroom for a urine test later."
The long-lost joyous atmosphere was stirring in the team room, and Fang Zhenliu was out of the affair with mixed feelings. He was very uncomfortable, but he couldn't describe the specific feeling, as if he felt that his need was reduced by 100% for a moment. Fifty.
He is not indispensable.
Le Tian stood up and said, "Yu Feixiang, get out."
Yu Feixiang was happy when he was called out suddenly, and he still said 'get out', he said with a full face, "Is there anything you can't say here?"
Le Tian waited for him to say this, his face turned cold, and after three seconds of accumulating power, he started spraying, "On the road of a single orphan? It's really easy to understand, no wonder you play like an orphan all day long, and grow up with others on the road for ten minutes. People can play 30% of the output when they play in a group. What are you doing when you are in a group? Going shopping to buy cards for yourself? All teammates are dead, and you are still calling 'what's wrong, brothers', something happened at home. , Shanglu is an orphan, understand?!"
Yu Feixiang was scolded until his face turned red and then pale, and his chest heaved violently. If the person in front of him was not a coach, he would have punched him down. He cursed angrily: "You know what! The hero I chose is to resist pressure and absorb damage How to play output! Have you ever played the top order, just be there!"
Letian sat down directly, and neatly entered the account password in front of the computer, entered the game interface, and jumped out of an international server account. The account name was in Chinese—"Look at your mother." Put all the top orders.
Ten top laners chose ten different heroes, including output type, anti-pressure type, and assassin type, all kinds of dazzling, won seven out of ten games, and lost three, but the record was good. .
Le Tian said: "I have fought, can I force you? Orphan on the order?"
Yu Feixiang's eyes widened. This "Look at your mother" is a well-known account on the international server, because the owner of the account often plays in various positions, and each player has its own strengths. It is suspected that it is either a shared account or a Power leveling number.
"This is your account?" Yu Feixiang couldn't believe it.
Le Tian couldn't hold back anymore, took out the cigarette case from his pocket, pulled out a snow-white cigarette with his slender fingers, put it in his mouth and did not light it, and said lightly: "Would you like me to open one for you?"
Yu Feixiang knew that what he said was to humiliate himself. Yin Letian would not hit him in the face with an account that did not belong to him. Yu Feixiang said awkwardly: "The competition is different from the ranking."
"Indeed," Le Tian took out the lighter, flipped it on, and lit the cigarette near his lips. He took a deep breath, leaned back, and breathed out a smoke ring comfortably. Seeing his slumped look on the side, he couldn't help frowning, Le Tian didn't care about other people's gazes, and slowly took another puff of cigarette, "In the competition, the upper unit should be more carry than the ranking."
"This game doesn't need orphans," Le Tian turned his face away, the white smoke wrapped around his bright red lips and refused to leave, his eyes slid over Yu Feixiang and Fang Zhenliu, "Because, this is a team game."
Yin Letian has been playing support since the first time he came into contact with this game. He likes the position of support because the support is able to strategize and win thousands of miles. It seems inconspicuous, but in fact it is the glue of the whole team. The direction of the team, if the support plays well, the whole team will be revitalized.
Dai Dangyun used to be the only ADC who understood him, and Dai Dangyun would encourage him to wander in other ways, "Don't worry about me, don't worry, I'm fine, do what you can, so that the support position can also shine! "
But later he couldn't bear the pressure of public opinion, so he chose to tie up with Dai Dangyun in the bottom lane, protecting Dai Dangyun to death, and Dai Dangyun also understood.
What Yin Letian regrets the most is probably that he didn't persevere at the beginning. If he persisted in his own style, would the ending be different
This point, Yin Letian would think of it almost every time when he dreamed back at midnight, but this world did not start again.
Dai Dangyun died, and he exiled himself for eight years, now, it's time to find himself back.
Le Tian looked at Yu Feixiang, who was hanging his head, and Fang Zhenliu, who was looking at him with his lips pursed, and said lightly: "I forgot to tell you, I am coming back to coach this time, and my goal is to win the international league championship."