18-year-old mid laner wants to play professionally

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"Is it the tiredness I understand?"

"The anchor takes care of Master, don't make him so tired."

"6666"

"Very tired."

"excuse me."

Zhong Chenming looked at these bullet screens, smiled, and didn't say anything. It's normal to be ridiculed, and no one will do anything because of these ridicules. Besides, some teams are now selling CP. CP, everyone knows that it's just a good relationship.

Zhong Chenming lined up, and it took another 10 minutes to get in, so he went to the bedroom to see if the Master was asleep.

Master was lying sideways on the bed, still holding the mobile phone, but the mobile phone had dropped on the bed and fell asleep.

Zhong Chenming picked up the Master's mobile phone, the video on the mobile phone screen was still playing, and the soft voice of the commentary was already summarizing, Zhong Chenming turned off the video, took down the mobile phone and put it on the cabinet next to the bed.

He glanced at the sleeping Master, thinking that the power of this hypnotic commentary was indeed not fake.

The Master was indeed very sleepy, and fell asleep straight into the night. Zhong Chenming didn't wake him up, and he broadcast it for a day. He didn't broadcast live during the promotion match before, and now he has to make up for the time owed.

At night, it was almost dark, Master finally woke up, looked at the time, got up from the bed immediately, rubbed his messy hair, went to the living room, and asked Zhong Chenming: "Why didn't you wake me up? Is it full of wind?"

"Fengmanlou" was the restaurant they had discussed before. Zhong Chenming replied to him while playing the game: "It's the same tomorrow, and I won't run with long legs. Are you hungry?"

Since he said he couldn't speak before, and he didn't turn on the microphone, the audience didn't hear Zhong Chenming's words, and everyone still watched Zhong Chenming play games quietly.

They are on vacation, and the cooking aunt is also on vacation, so now there is no one in the team to cook. Douzhi is ordering takeaway every day. Zhong Chenming has been out with Master these two days, and has never worried about eating.

The Master didn't get up at noon today, so Zhong Chenming ordered Doujuice to order an extra takeaway. The Master woke up at this point, and they didn't have anything to eat here.

"Go out and eat." Master went to the toilet to wash his face. He had been familiar with the team for the past few days, and now he was in the team as if he were at his own home. As he was walking, he asked Douzhi, "Will you come to the jungler?"

"Ah?" Douzhi heard someone calling him, looked up from the screen, looked at the Master, looked a little embarrassed, trembling, "I, can I go?"

"Wild God told you to go." Although Zhong Chenming didn't look back to see what was going on with them, he knew that Douzhi was timid again from the sound, and said directly, "Don't worry, I won't ask you to treat me."

"Okay..." Douzhi said, "Then I'll finish this one."

Zhong Chenming just happened to be finishing this game, and Master needed to tidy up his personal image. After all, he has a lot of hair and bangs.

When the master finished tidying up, Zhong Chenming hadn't finished beating yet, but he had finished bean juice and went to wash his hair. This dead house wants to go out and also needs to tidy up his personal image.

Zhong Chenming belongs to the type who organizes his personal image immediately after waking up. He can leave as soon as he finishes playing, and he is not in a hurry. The Master continues to draw his cards beside him.

This time the Master woke up and saw that the Master was refreshed and drew cards. It seemed that there was no problem. Zhong Chenming heaved a sigh of relief. He looked at the cards drawn by the Master during the game and found that none of the cards were useful, so he asked him. : "You play like this, don't you think it's a waste of money, and this game is boring."

"It's really boring." Master said, "But decompression, just smoking casually is very decompression."

Zhong Chenming really couldn't understand Master's way of decompression by throwing money into the water. During the time he played this game, he saw Master draw money for two meals, which made him terrified.

After playing the game, the three of them went out to eat. The small restaurant downstairs was recommended by Douzhi. The price was cheap and the taste was delicious. Followed by a small restaurant.

During the meal, a few people were talking about the game and the team. They had nothing else to talk about except this. While talking, the Master and Zhong Chenming suddenly changed the topic to Douzhi and asked how Douzhi was playing recently. .

Zhong Chenming went out to play with the Master these two days, and he didn't pay attention to Douzhi's personal training, so he just wanted to find out at this moment.

Douzhi originally thought that he was just a loafer, so it was good to support them. He was used to not talking at ordinary times, but suddenly everyone looked at him, and he was still not used to it. After a while, he replied: "Yesterday, I reached 200 points for the master. It dropped to 100 again today."

"That's not bad." Master said, "No amount of LPL players can beat your score."

Douzhi was even more embarrassed when he heard this, and quickly shook his head: "No, I'm still far behind them."

"Your score, you are rushing to get it in the youth training." Master said, "Don't be so nervous, you play very well, why are you so cowardly."

Zhong Chenming said: "Leave him alone, he's used to it, and he can let it go if he fights a lot. If he has strength, he's almost sharp."

Master caught a piece of meat and thought for a while: "Actually, it doesn't have to be aggressive. His style of play is quite good. He is a running jungler and the core of the team. If he plays well, it is not a problem for a weak team to beat a strong team."

"Really?" Douzhi felt that what they were talking about was not him. He just felt that he was doing what he should do, and he didn't think about operations or anything.

"What are you doing lying to you?" Master said, "It's not like carnivorous junglers are popular. If you want to win, you still have to rely on your brains, not on killing people. I remember the UKW a few years ago. Give it to the opponent, but it's a pity."

"NGG's operation is very strong now." Zhong Chenming received, "But they are not only strong in operation, but also strong in every position, which makes their operation easy to be ignored."

"NGG is an exception." Master shook his head, "Their commander is Miracle."

Miracle, a veteran support, is still considered one of the legends of LOL. He has played in NGG for five or six years. He has played in the world championship and relegation match. He is an experienced player. He has his own unique ideas in the game and often surprises him. The command and routine, and the understanding of the game are beyond the reach of most professional players.

Zhong Chenming thought about it, Miracle still looked young in his impression. NGG, which Miracle entered behind him, always regarded him as a senior, and asked him more opinions during the game.At that time, their team intended to train Miracle to be the team commander. When he left the team, Miracle was just able to hold up the situation. Unexpectedly, he has become a veteran support now.

Thinking of this, Zhong Chenming smiled and didn't talk too much. Judging from the recent games, Miracle is indeed strong, and there is nothing to say.

"You can learn Miracle's operation." Zhong Chenming said in another way, "Although he is a support, anyone can learn from the overall situation. If you want to take the road of operating jungler, you can study Miracle."

After listening to what they said, Douzhi nodded and said, "I used to play support and studied Miracle. I really learned a lot. I'll go back and study it again."

When it comes to playing games, Douzhi has always worked very hard. Although he doesn't like to talk, he does the most homework and practice most seriously. He seems to put all his enthusiasm into this game. No mention, he just did it himself.

This kind of research on the playing style of each position is already very common in Douzhi. Unlike some players, he just needs to play comfortably on his own. He treats the game as a subject and generally studies it seriously.

Zhong Chenming felt that this person might achieve great success in games. Even the Master was willing to teach him, and everyone liked hard-working students.

After a meal, Zhong Chenming discussed with the Master about Douzhi's training plan. Everyone was on vacation, but Douzhi was arranged for extra training. He didn't complain at all, and even offered to train more, as long as he could improve.

In the next few days, Master and Zhong Chenming went out to play, and Douzhi was training at the base. The two of them didn't go out to play, and Douzhi was still training at the base. He didn't seem to know what it was to be tired, and he didn't have the slightest intention to play.

Master still doesn't like to play games, he spends every day playing boring and money-consuming mobile games and watching Zhong Chenming's live broadcast.

Thanks to the hypnosis anchor's video, Master was finally able to fall asleep at night. Zhong Chenming was also a little happy to see his condition slowly improving, as long as he walked out.

On this day, Master and Zhong Chenming went to a local cultural attraction. It happened to be afternoon, and the sunset slowly sank into the horizon, covering the field of vision with golden brilliance.The two of them walked slowly by the lake, the sunlight scattered into fragments, jumping in the lake water, and the gentle waves rippling.

Master looked at the cruise ship on the golden lake, and the white cranes flew over the lake, he suddenly said: "Actually, I wanted to retire before."

Zhong Chenming turned to look at him, and the Master said again: "Now I suddenly have some expectations. Whether you are my teammate or opponent, I want to meet you on the field."

Zhong Chenming smiled.

Master asked him: "When are you leaving?"