Report, coaches produce and sell themselves [e-sports]

As Shangshen spoke, he became stern. Fans yelled, "It doesn't taste good", but they also knew that the manager of the ACD team was upstairs. If Shangshen continued to hide, he would still be beaten.

The game ended after only three rounds. Among the 9 participating teams, the ACD team only ranked fourth in total points. Although it is not an ugly result, if they go to PCG, it is basically hopeless.

Although they won the QE team, the score has been bitten by the ACD four. They are all veterans, but they were held back by a newly formed team. It was quite embarrassing. I took my teammates back to do a review.

Shang Lu put away his laptop and walked up to the second floor, looked at the players in the training room who were checking the replays, and asked, "Do you know where your level is?"

Lin Yu nodded his head. The three games just now were just fights of gods. "The reports of the seniors are more accurate and faster. I almost lost the captain several times."

Shang Lu nodded. Lin Yu is a sensible person. As long as he has a better understanding with the three teammates, there will be no big problem. Then he looked at Meng Xing.

Meng Xing immediately understood that he didn't need the coach to tell him, he had already figured out how to punish him, "Coach, I will train for an hour every day."

His marksmanship must be quite accurate, but he is not stable, and he is not as good as his younger brother when he pulls the gun. When he meets those old foxes who are a little bit out of the way, it is difficult for him to follow the gun.

Meng He lowered his head and thought about his mistakes, and when he was about to speak in a low voice, he heard the coach say: "The Moon, review the game for them."

Meng Xing immediately understood what the coach meant, and expressed his opinion and complained: "Coach, the captain and brother are thin-skinned, so why don't we both lose face?"

Shang Lu silently gave him a positive look, turned and left the training room.

Meng He didn't see the coach again for a few days, and the team was always managed by the manager and captain. He didn't even see the coach when he ran in the morning.If he has nothing to do, he will stand at the window of the training room on the second floor, maybe he can see the coach come back.

Song Yu saw that he had nothing to do, so he went to the window and stood there. He didn't understand what he was doing, but Meng He trained very hard and kept catching up with the progress. The plan Lian Mu made for him was overfulfilled every day, so he didn't care about him wandering around. thing.

"Go down to eat later." After Song Yu finished speaking, he went downstairs to arrange dinner.He used to think it was a trivial matter, but now he has to lead the children to eat and drink, choose what they like to eat, and maintain a balanced nutrition, so he feels too tired!

When Shanglu was a member, the team was very casual. They would eat whatever the aunt did, or just order a takeaway.Later, because the team members had acute gastroenteritis after eating spoiled takeaways, Phytophthora would choose a time to specify the menu every week.

Now all the people living in the base are teenagers in their 20s, and Shanglu’s menu is now healthier than before.Song Yu is used to Shanglu doing it himself. Now that he does this, he feels that he has lost a few more hairs.

When Meng Xing and Lin Yuyi heard that it was time for dinner, they quickly finished the game and left the training room to go out to play.There are only two people left in the training room, Meng He and Lian Mu.

Lian Mu looked at Meng He who was still standing at the window, cleaned up the table and was about to go downstairs. Before leaving, he looked at Meng He who was in front of the window and said: "You just came here, so I don't know. The coach two months ago I made an appointment with a doctor to check my wrist, and he should be in the United States now."

Meng He turned his head to look at the captain, wondering if he had discovered something, so he said, "I just stood by the window to breathe."

Lian Mu responded lightly, walked towards the door, and said casually: "Next time, open the window for ventilation."

Meng He looked back at the closed window stiffly, a little annoyed at what excuse he just made.

There is training after dinner, which usually ends at 12 o'clock, but Meng He knows that his level cannot keep up, so he stays a little longer every day.In the past, the coach would urge him to go to bed early at night. The coach was not at the base these days, and Meng He didn't check the time during training. When he realized it, it was already three or four o'clock in the night.

"No wonder I haven't seen the coach recently, so I went to review." Meng He went downstairs and poured a cup of hot water, remembering that the coach usually stood here waiting for the hot water to boil, and when he was in a hurry, he would lie on the window and play with his mobile phone, thinking of him like that I think it's kind of cute.

He inexplicably has a selfish desire to know what the coach is doing now. He knows that such possessiveness is not good, but he just can't help but want to spy on it.

Meng He slapped himself on the forehead in frustration. In order to prevent himself from overthinking, he played a game to divert his attention. He didn't notice a figure walking by in the training room.

After staying outside for a week, Shanglu calculated that the time for the game was very close, so he hurriedly finished his work and came back.Before approaching the base, I saw that the lights in the training room on the second floor were still on.Without even thinking about it, he knew it was Meng He who was staying up all night training again.

Shang Lu originally wanted to go in and teach him a lesson. Children don't know the value of hairlines when they are young, but when he stood at the door and saw Meng He staring at the computer engrossed, he didn't have the heart to go in and disturb him.

He went upstairs to pack his luggage, then went downstairs to warm up a glass of milk and returned to the training room. He put it gently on Meng He's desk and said, "Drink a glass of milk after beating this, and then go to sleep."

When Meng He saw the milk suddenly appearing on the table, if the game hadn't reached its peak, he would have stood up excitedly.Because the coach said, "No matter what kind of situation you encounter in the game, you can't touch the yellow and red lines. This is the basic quality of a professional player."

Shang Lu sat casually in Lin Yu's position, watched Meng He continue to fight, and saw that he started to be reckless again, hitting anyone he caught, without any panic, and the game ended soon.

If you ask him, Meng He is really talented in the game, much more talented than his brother, but he just formed his own style of play, which is a bit difficult to cooperate with other players.

Meng He held a milk cup in his hand. Although the game video was replayed in front of him, his eyes kept looking at the coach's hand. He asked if it was any big deal!

"Coach, how is your hand?"

Shang Lu stared blankly at Meng He, and suddenly laughed. Meng He looked a little flustered, wondering if he had said something wrong.

Shang Lu waved his hand, looked at him and said, "I remember, the most complete sentence you said the first time you saw me was this sentence, 'Is your hand okay?'"

Meng He pursed his lips and smiled, and said in a low voice, "I dare not say anything else."

Shanglu didn't hear clearly, and asked, "What did you say?"

Meng He immediately shook his head, raised his head and drank the milk in the glass, and hurried downstairs to wash the glass.When he came back, he saw that the coach was still in front of the computer, and he turned on Senior Lin Yu's computer.

Shang Lu looked at Meng He and asked, "Are you sleepy?" Seeing Meng He shaking his head, he continued, "Hit me."

Meng He was surprised at first, then worried. He looked at the coach's hand and asked, "Coach, do you really want to fight?"

Shang Lu looked at the computer interface. Lin Yu memorized the passwords for all the login methods, and he could log in directly. When he spoke just now, he had already opened Lin Yu's game account and sent a game invitation to Meng He.

"Just hit it, it's no big deal."

Meng He sat in front of the computer hesitantly and accepted the coach's invitation, but still couldn't help worrying.

Shang Lu saw that he was frowning, looking like he was about to cry, the first thing he thought in his heart was that the kid was worried about him!

So he said in a strange way: "When there is a fight, children, remember to protect me, an old man."

Unexpectedly, Meng He agreed immediately: "I will definitely protect the coach!"

Seeing the determination in Meng He's eyes, Shang Lu was a little dazed, smiled in a low voice, and started the game.

In this game, Meng He almost didn't let Shang Lu do anything. He put all the good equipment he found at his feet, as long as Shang Lu clicked the F button and it was over.

When he met someone, Meng He was about to rush forward with a gun in his hand, and he had to say to Shang Lu when he turned around: "Coach, you stay here well, and you will come out after I finish fighting!"

Shanglu squatted behind the stone, only to hear a chug-chug sound, followed by Meng He's voice of "Coach, come and lick the bag".

"You don't let me fight, what am I doing with so much equipment?" Shang Lu looked at his equipment interface, he was wearing a third-level armor and a second-level head, carrying a full-stuffed third-level bag, and his hands were full of equipment. Automatically loaded the gun and AKM, but Meng He didn't give him a chance to shoot.

Meng He's shy laughter came from the earphones, and he said, "Coach, you should take good care of your injuries!"

Shanglu was speechless, picked up the SLR and shot at the enemy who was staring at Menghe on the hillside for a long time, and his head exploded. He said without any pressure: "I retired because I couldn't play games for a long time because of my hand injury. It’s not like you can’t beat it all.”

I think back then he was nicknamed "The Walking Hanger". Although he is not as good as before, he is not much worse.

Meng He's eyes lit up as he watched Shangshen shoot and take away the other side in an instant.Before retiring, Shangshen was good at shooting and sniping. Later, Captain Lianmu joined the team. Shangshen wanted to train new players, so he gave up the best sniper position to Captain Lianmu, but he once set a record. The good results are still not forgotten.

Unexpectedly, Shangshen's technology is still there after such a long time!

"It's rare for me to fight once, so you won't fight me well?" He could see that the kid was nervous, but how could the kid be so afraid of him all the time?

Meng He unconsciously squeezed the mouse tightly, sat upright, and said seriously: "Okay! Coach, be careful yourself."

Shang Lu responded, seeing him frozen in place, he said, "You command."

"Ah?" Meng He's mind suddenly shut down, and when he heard footsteps slowly approaching through the earphones, he immediately said, "Coach, there are people at 65."

The place where they are staying is the top of the mountain, and this area is a forest. They are easy to hide, and the enemy is also easy to hide, so be more vigilant.

"Yeah." He heard it too.

Meng He glanced at the small map and said, "There should be two people on the opposite side. One will circle around from below and hit from our left, and the other will approach us and may throw thunder."

Shang Lu waited for a while, and there were indeed footsteps on the left. Meng He was worried that the coach's pistol would cause an accident, so he immediately went around to the left to beat someone.After Meng He left the bunker, the enemy hiding directly opposite them also appeared, and Shang Lu immediately shot, preventing the opponent from hitting Meng He.

"Thanks."

"Thank you coach!"

The two almost blurted out, turned their heads and looked at each other, the smiles in their hearts were beyond words.

It was getting late, and as soon as the game was over, Shang Lu urged Meng He to go back to sleep. He lay on his bed, staring at the ceiling and thinking for a long time.At first they all felt that Meng He's experience in team battles was poor, but after he joined the base, he spent almost all his days in the game, as if practice made perfect.

Unexpectedly, he found another genius!I have to treat Meng Xing better in the future.