He Changkong hesitated for a moment and said, "Not really, we knew each other in the past. In fact, you should know him too."
This time it was Shen Yanming's turn to be surprised: "I know that too?"
Of course he knew. Everyone knew the contestants with higher scores and more characteristics. And they had discussed this person before. So when He Changkong said "know", it didn't seem like this was what he meant.
Could it be that this was also a contestant? If so, why didn't He Changkong just say it last time
But now is not the time to dwell on this, because the opponent will soon be matched and the game is about to begin.
The other player was also an old acquaintance. After entering the room, the player with the id xxl_westx2 started shouting in the public channel. In fact, there was no voice function in the channel, but westx2 used too many exclamation marks, which made it look very noisy.
[xxl_westx2]：chaos? Chaos
[xxl_westx2]: Brother Chaos! ! ! ! ! !
He Changkong said: "He recognized this ID as yours right away."
Shen Yanming was not stingy in praising his former friend: "Xixizi is quite smart. After all, he is my good brother. Follow me."
I also praised myself at the same time.
He locked the character he wanted to play, and then started chatting cordially with Zhang Xixi in the public channel.
[tmm_chaos]：Xixizi, long time no see
[xxl_westx2]: Long time no see, you really went in
[tmm_chaos]: The word used for entering is =. =
[xxl_westx2]: By the way, there is something I want to tell you. When can you accept my friend request!!! Vx friend!
[xxl_westx2]: We agreed to go solo after adding each other as friends, but you ignored me[/angry]
The chat in the public channel can be seen by everyone. He Changkong was speechless for a while after seeing this conversation: "Good brother?"
Plastic brothers.
However, upon learning that others had gone through so many twists and turns to add Shen Yanming as a friend, He Changkong inexplicably felt a lot more balanced psychologically.
Shen Yanming casually flipped through the new friends in his address book and found some that he had missed.
He went to watch the game that day. Someone added him on the spot and someone added him backstage. There were too many people adding him, so some of the verification messages he received were flushed. He didn't think about Zhang Xixi much at ordinary times, and there was no time when he needed to contact her. For a moment, he really forgot that they had agreed to perform together solo.
Shen Yanming was a little embarrassed and typed quickly in the channel.
[tmm_chaos]: The verification information has expired. Please add me again later and we will finish this game first.
After both teams had chosen their lineups, they entered the game after the countdown ended. Before they officially set off, He Changkong asked, "How did you get to know Zhang Xixi?"
Shen Yanming tilted his head: "I forgot too. Maybe we often arrange solos, so we become familiar with each other after playing together many times."
"Well," He Changkong said again, "then will you solo with me later?"
Shen Yanming didn't think much about why He Changkong's invitation came so suddenly, and subconsciously responded: "Of course! Brother, hit me!"
Meng Yan, who was in the same training room, couldn't stand the dirty talk any longer: "Dingjiang, are we all going to have to endure this kind of mental pollution from Luanjiang from now on?"
Pudding: "Stop talking nonsense, someone is coming at three o'clock."
…
Time flies when he is focused on training. After the free schedule in the afternoon, he played a training match with the team from other regions in the evening. After reviewing the game, it was almost time to finish, so Shen Yanming pulled He Changkong to play solo with him again.
The battle was brutal, and we lost three out of four games.
But the loss was not in vain. After each game, they would do a simple review, and He Changkong would point out some small problems that Shen Yanming usually didn't notice when he was playing on his own.
Moreover, Shen Yanming was not suppressed unilaterally. Sometimes he almost fought back, but unfortunately he was still a little short of the mark.
Therefore, even if he lost more than he won, Shen Yanming became more and more addicted to the game. Firstly, he could learn something, and secondly, he also had a bit of a gambler mentality, always feeling that he might win in the next round.
However, when he wanted to play the fifth game, Shen Yanming looked at the time and it was already twelve o'clock, so he swallowed the words "one more" that were about to come to his lips.
Twelve o'clock at night was very early for him, but he knew He Changkong's regular work and rest schedule. It was so regular that he didn't look like a gamer, and he didn't even look like a contemporary young man. Twelve o'clock was the beginning of the night for some people, but for He Changkong it was time to lie down in bed and sleep.
Shen Yanming also knew that he should pursue sustainable development. He couldn't squeeze his air brother dry on the first day of training together. There was still a long way to go.
So although he was reluctant, he still said to He Changkong: "Is that all for today?"
He Changkong had no objection: "Okay."
Shen Yanming stood up and stretched his muscles, then said, "Brother, are you ready to go back and rest?"
He Changkong took off his headphones and stood up: "Yes. Are you going back too?"
Shen Yanming sat back down with a smile: "I don't want to go to bed so early, let's play for a while."
He Changkong didn't say much. Most of the players in the base went to bed late. Even if they didn't train, they would still be busy until late at night. Some went to bed early at one or two o'clock, and some went to bed late at three or four o'clock.
Patting Shen Yanming's shoulder gently, He Changkong said, "Don't be too late."
Shen Yanming answered loudly: "I understand."
After watching He Changkong leave, Shen Yanming turned his attention to the other two people who remained in the training room.
He played a lot of games with He Changkong in the professional server today, and also played a training match. Although there were no problems in general, there was no outstanding performance. It can only be said that he did not drag the team down. And in the subsequent solo, he also found a few noteworthy points.
Of course, the coach also praised him after watching them practice. From the coach's attitude, we can tell that they all think that as long as they can play steadily and without making big mistakes in such a championship team and can also cooperate with teammates to do some other operations, it is already a remarkable performance.
But Shen Yanming felt that it was not enough.
Strength is a relative concept. Shen Yanming himself knows that he is at the top of the mountain, but he is still some distance away from the real peak. One cannot lose his enterprising spirit just because he has surpassed most people, nor can he become a slacker just because his teammates can carry him.
The time for the points race is getting closer and closer, and he has already wasted a lot of time. He can only race against time in the coming days and improve as much as possible.
-After all, He Changkong had to go through great pains to get him into the starting lineup.
He could imagine what kind of bloody storm would happen under the official blog when the roster was announced, and how much pressure it would bring to the team if he didn't do well.
Shen Yanming first took a look at Pudding and passed him over. He was a half-disabled person, so it was better not to make things difficult for him.
Then Shen Yanming turned his attention to Meng Yan: "Yan-chan, do you want a passionate one-on-one?"
Meng Yan: “…”
Pudding: "Am I not standing high enough? Why don't you ask me if I want a passionate one-on-one?"
Shen Yanming explained: "You should get some beauty sleep. If you don't, you'll get acne on your face and gain weight. Then when you put on makeup, you'll have to apply tons of powder on your face, and you won't be able to squeeze into a skirt..."
Meng Yan was surprised and asked, "How do you know so much?"
Shen Yanming: "My mother often complains like this at home."
Pudding was successfully intimidated, so he packed up and left quickly.
In the end, Meng Yan, the tool man, was left behind to play a few solo games with Shen Yanming.
By two or three o'clock, Meng Yan couldn't hold on any longer and slipped away. In the end, Shen Yanming was the only one left in the training room.
He was still very energetic and entered the professional server again by himself. Although it was late at night, there were also players from other time zones queuing.
They fought like this until the morning glow broke through the clouds.
Others would feel refreshed when seeing the morning sun, but Shen Yanming began to feel sleepy as he watched the red sun rise. He finally turned off the machine, turned off the lights in the training room, and once again wandered around the base early in the morning.
This time, before he reached the door of his residence, he met He Changkong on the path outside.
He Changkong waved to Shen Yanming from a distance and asked him to stop. When he got closer, he asked him, "Are you staying up all night again?"
Shen Yanming even saw He Changkong's brows slightly furrowed.
Well, I was caught by the teacher for doing bad things in school before, and now I am caught by Brother Kong. I can’t escape the fate of being caught in the act.
But in fact, this is not a bad thing. In his previous life, when he first joined the professional team, he trained even harder than he does now. He basically stayed in the training room for 18 hours a day. This is normal. Players who want to fight and improve will train more.
Shen Yanming should be able to speak out his thoughts with confidence, but when he looked at He Changkong's face, he suddenly felt guilty, as if he had really done something wrong. He finally had to promise: "I will definitely go to bed early tomorrow."
He Changkong didn't buy his trick: "You must be thinking in your heart that you should avoid the time when I go out for a run tomorrow and don't bump into me."
Shen Yanming: "... I didn't expect that my brother is also very good at reading minds."
He Changkong sighed: "Go back to sleep, I'll call you for lunch."
Shen Yanming felt as if he had been pardoned. He thought He Changkong would say something to him, but he didn't expect that he would let him go so easily. He ran back to his room as fast as he could, took a shower, and fell asleep.
This kind of life continued for several days. Shen Yanming used his previous experience of fighting wits and courage with teachers in school. In order to prevent He Changkong from asking Meng Yan and others, he would go back to the room at one or two o'clock, take a shower, and then sneak back to the training room after everyone else was silent.
And he would slip back again at around five or six in the morning when He Changkong was still asleep.
Like a thief.
But sometimes, one gets so absorbed in the game that one can't help but forget the passage of time. On this day, Shen Yanming was matched with a very good player from another region. After being teammates with him for a while, he was still not satisfied and asked to play solo again. After playing with him for a while, he said that he had something to do. Shen Yanming said byebye in his plastic English to say goodbye to him before reluctantly logging off.
When I looked at the time, it was already nine o'clock!
Shen Yanming was shocked, thinking that He Changkong might push the door open and come in to practice the next second.
He was anxious, thinking that if he met He Changkong, he should tell him that he also got up early
…It’s too fake, He Changkong definitely won’t believe it.
But I don't know if it was luck, Shen Yanming stayed in the training room for a while and didn't see He Changkong coming. After packing up and leaving, he didn't run into anyone.
He was frightened and felt like a real thief. He walked carefully in the corridor and suddenly heard footsteps.
He thought, what was coming had to come, so he should bravely admit his mistake to Mr. Kong... Just be careful not to let him catch him next time.
Shen Yanming looked in the direction where the footsteps came from, but what he saw was not He Changkong.
It was the young staff member who had brought him in, and she was followed by a non-mainstream guy with thick bangs.
Well, with his white hair, he doesn't seem to have the right to say that others are non-mainstream.
The non-mainstream also noticed that there was someone in front of him and raised his head. Only then did Shen Yanming see his appearance clearly.
Non-mainstream gave a shy smile and greeted Shen Yanming with a strange accent: "Ni, Nihao."
Shen Yanming: “!!!”
Shen Yanming was shocked and asked: "Sunday?"
The cute little eyes of the non-mainstream opened a little wider, from squinting eyes to thicker squinting eyes: "Do you know me?"
Shen Yanming: “…”
Sunday, broken down into sun and day, literally means day.
This legendary Liu Ritian turned out to be the Sunday he knew!
At this moment, Shen Yanming felt that he had gained enlightenment.
He understood everything.