Good luck: The fresh meat husband is so fierce

Seeing that the pre-match game was about to start, Zhao Qichen's team members had more or less understood the situation of the whole network being hacked, and rushed back from home one after another to cheer up his troubled captain.

Zhao Qichen can't see anything unusual on the surface, but Lin Qiuran knows that Zhao Qichen has a very bad temper, that is, he will choose to bury sad things in his heart.

When everyone is here, there is only one week left before the group stage of the pre-match match.

The venue of the game is Las Vegas, and the players are all looking forward to their debut in the World Championship.

"Captain, don't disturb your mentality because of these things."

Ma Hou was very worried about Zhao Qichen's situation. When he was in rank these two days, he clearly felt that Zhao Qichen had lost his usual focus.

It seems that even tapping the keyboard and clicking the mouse are exhausted.

"Yeah, yeah, captain, the world championship is over, even if we don't get very good results in the first year, we still have to work hard to break the previous record of Mars."

It was rare for Xiaopang to look serious and comfort him.

"Senior sunshine, come on."

Even Mao Yu, who has always been reticent, couldn't help cheering Zhao Qichen up.

Zhao Qichen smiled weakly, his eyes slightly tired.

"I know, you don't have to worry."

Having said that, the facts are not optimistic.

The players set off three days before the official start of the game, leaving a day to beat the jet lag.

A little time, it sounds really hasty.

For Zhao Qichen, it was simply a worse situation.

The knockout match schedule was determined long before they arrived in Las Vegas. HG stood out as the third seed. As for the fourth seed, they just packed up and went home.

There are a total of [-] teams in the group stage, which are divided into four groups of ABCD, and the grouping situation is determined by drawing lots. The premise is that the teams in the same competition area before the semi-finals cannot meet.

Sixteen teams compete at the same time, but the top two are selected according to the ranking in the group.

This also means that a large part of the reason for qualifying in the group stage is related to luck.

If too many strong teams are drawn, qualifying for the group stage will be a problem.

The results of the two matches on the first day did not meet Lin Qiuran's expectation at all, they were a mess.

The operation methods that SOD is good at have not been brought into play at all.

Anyone with a little knowledge of the game knows that the command position is definitely at fault for these two games.

That is Zhao Qichen.

Weak decisions, indecisiveness, and small mistakes lead directly to losing the game's edge.

Lin Qiuran watched from the sidelines, feeling disappointed in Zhao Qichen's performance.

He knew that Zhao Qichen had a problem with his mentality these days, but he didn't expect that he collapsed so completely.

At the end of the first day, in the hotel, Lin Qiuran and Wen Zhouxing held a meeting respectively.

"What did you play? Is your performance today worthy of the days and nights you have been training for the past few months?"

Wen Zhou's words were heavy, and he didn't show any mercy to the team members.

"And you, as the captain, can you have something to do?"

Wen Zhouxing originally wanted to scold Zhao Qichen, but knowing what happened to Zhao Qichen recently, she couldn't criticize anything harshly, so she could only sigh helplessly in the end.

Although he will no longer be seated in the competition, as long as he is in this specific environment, the feeling of excitement will eventually return.

"Qichen, let's end the game and summarize your mistakes first, Maoyu, you will play in the two games tomorrow."

When everyone bowed their heads and said nothing, Lin Qiuran made such a decision.

Not only the other team members, but even Maoyu's eyes widened in horror.

"Sister Ran Ran, I... can't..."

Lin Qiuran stared at Maoyu:

"Do you still remember what your senior Tibetan and Yue told you before sending you here?"

"If you continue to be afraid, and dare not shine in the light of your predecessors, no one will know your story, and you will always be just a substitute for SOD who has never been able to make a move."

"But... the captain is the assault position, and my specialty is the sniper position."

"Can't you make an assault?"

Can't play well?Impossible, professional players can basically play in all positions, but they specialize in skills, and they will be even better in their original positions.

Maoyu shook his head.

"If not, then don't hesitate."

Lin Qiuran didn't give Maoyu a chance to say more.

"I hope you can think about it carefully, what is the purpose of you coming to our SOD?"

After finishing speaking, Lin Qiuran directly took Zhao Qichen out.

The few remaining people were left staring at each other.

"Let's train, according to the grouping of tomorrow's game."

Although Wenzhouxing also felt that Lin Qiuran's decision to temporarily replace Mao Yu was too bold, but according to Zhao Qichen's current state, tomorrow's game is basically a rhythm of packing up and going home.

In danger, he was ordered to fight to the death.

If Maoyu can really stand up at this time, the baptism of the competition will definitely help this young player a lot.

Wen Zhouxing can feel Lin Qiuran's good intentions.

As for Zhao Qichen.

Although Wen Zhouxing was not very happy after learning that Lin Qiuran and Zhao Qichen were in the same team, but after all, it was Zhao Qichen who made the move first, and he was still his teammate fighting side by side. Not very good.

"Hey, really, why are there so many bad things this year?"

The chubby kicked the bench angrily.

"It's a new year now, you should say last year."

After correcting Xiaopang's mistake, Mahou also kicked the bench in his likeness.

Only the old wolf was still calm, persuading his teammates not to worry too much.

Maoyu was on the side, tightly clenched fists.

Not so long ago, he encountered almost the same script.

The leader of the team was unable to play because of a situation, and he was moved out to start as a "savior".

What Lin Qiuran said reminded him deeply.

He came to SOD to fulfill the will entrusted to him by senior Zang Yue. He came to grow up, not just shrinking behind the senior.

"Seniors, let's start training."

All that can be done now is to seize the last moment and improve your assault feel.

Seeing the tenacious expression on Mao Yu's face, the team members who were still full of frustration seemed to be ignited.

"let's start."

Wen Zhouxing nodded, and he acted as a supervisor throughout the whole process, guiding on the side.

"The boss is gone, who will make team decisions?"

The horse monkey asked such a question.

It stands to reason that this heavy responsibility should fall on Mao Yu's shoulders, but after all, he usually has no commanding experience, and everyone is worried that he will not be able to bear too much burden on Mao Yu at once.

"Let me do it."

Maoyu's soft and waxy voice sounded unprecedentedly firm at this moment.