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

"You are the coach, you have the final say." Shang Xun spread his hands.

Seeing that he did not refute, Shang Lu said fawningly: "After all, I still have to inform the boss."

Shang Xun is light, don't think he doesn't know, this stinky boy Shang Lu has already let Meng He try the command position, and he is not sure that he will not let Meng He show it in front of him.

Wasn't Meng He allowed to participate in the afternoon game just to show off how correct his decision was?The brat is still young!Choosing him to be the coach of the team is not because he is making a bet with other senior executives of the club.

Liu Pinfeng thought that Meng He said that he could cook just as a way to start, but he didn't expect that this kid really could cook, and the stir-fried dishes were quite neat, so for the New Year's Eve dinner, all the stir-fried dishes were made by Meng He. It was Liu Pinfeng who made the move himself.

Shang Lu and Shang Xun drove to the mall to make purchases according to the order given by the two cooks. Meng He was afraid that the coach would not be able to carry things, so he ran to the gate of the base early to wait for the time.

Shangxun is raised by his wife so that he basically buys vegetables without bargaining, and he doesn't know how to choose vegetables. He just buys what others buy when he sees it.Fortunately, Shang Lu is more self-reliant than his father, and he is very skilled in picking vegetables and bargaining prices.

Seeing that his son was so proficient, Shang Xun was puzzled and asked, "When you were at home, you saw that your ten fingers were not in the sun, but when you came out to live by yourself, you would do this?"

Shang Lu glanced at his father lightly, and asked back: "How long have you been at home? How many times have you seen me?"

His parents prefer to spend time on their hobbies, and they don't care much about him when he is still young, that is to say, the two elders finally retired from the stage and are willing to stay at home, so they are willing to spend some time on him.

He learned to be independent by himself, and later he became more proficient in these things because he took care of the team members.

Shanglu finished shopping quickly, and when he pushed the shopping cart to check out, he found that there was an extra dozen of beer, and asked his father to put it back.The business inquiry was passed directly to the shopper, and he said, "It's not too much to drink some beer for Chinese New Year's Eve!"

"But..." Shanglu thought that there was still a kid in the base who couldn't drink, but his father was so good that it was unfair to refuse, so he changed his words and said, "Go get two bottles of juice."

Meng He waited for a long time, and finally waited for the coach's car to come back, and immediately stepped forward to help get things.

"Xiaohe is here to help, so you don't have to get down, and park the car later." Shang Xun opened the trunk to get things while talking.

Meng He's hands were quickly filled with large and small bags, and Shang Xun was also full of things. He walked into the base and reminded: "Let's go in, don't make your godmother wait."

Although Meng He responded, he still watched the coach's car drive into the garage before leaving.The coach was woken up by his mother, so he still looks sleepy now. I saw him lazily leaning on the back of the chair, controlling the steering wheel with one hand, and skillfully driving the car into the garage.

No matter when the coach is so confident.Thinking about it, Meng He involuntarily raised the corners of his mouth.

Through the rearview mirror, Shang Lu saw the child standing at the door for a long time, his face was full of doubts, and he couldn't help shaking his head: "When did the old man become so attractive, and where did he attract the child?"

Apart from this handsome face, he didn't even know that he had other advantages.

Today's Spring Festival, the taste of the year is not as good as before, that is, decorating red lanterns and pasting couplets, you can vaguely see a little taste of the year, but it still lacks flavor.But as long as the family is together, this year is complete.

The dishes on the table are very delicious, but Meng He always feels that something is missing in his heart. He has always celebrated the New Year with his elder brother since he was a child, and the two brothers except for the family reunion when they were very young, and then never again. there is none left.

Unlike the coach's family, warm and happy.Godfather and godmother treated him very well, but they were not real family members after all, and Meng He still had regrets in his heart.

Shang Lu didn't drink much, but he drank two glasses under the inducement of Shang Xun. He knew how much he was drinking, and he would definitely not drink the third cup.

He turned to look at Meng He beside him, why didn't the kid speak all night?

Until the end of the New Year's Eve dinner, Liu Pinfeng did not have the habit of staying up late, so he would not sacrifice his beauty sleep time to watch the New Year, so he went upstairs after watching the gala for a while, Shang Xun followed his wife upstairs, and the living room downstairs Only Shanglu and Menghe were left.

The two watched the gala on TV, but didn't listen to it at all.

Shanglu couldn't help but asked, "Miss your brother?"

Meng He shook his head, "With the captain here, my brother should be very happy, as long as my brother is happy."

"Then you look bitter and hateful?" Shang Lu watched the program on TV, probably lost the taste of the year when he was a child, and this year's program was not very good, so he swiped his phone and watched the program Make complaints.

Holding a pillow in his arms, Meng He was silent for a while, then whispered, "Actually, I'm just a little envious."

His voice was very soft, trying not to disturb the two elders who had gone upstairs to rest.

Upon hearing this, Shang Lu turned his head to look at Meng He, only to see the light of the TV shining on his face, no matter how festive the color was, it seemed incompatible with him.

Seeing the coach looking at him, Meng He's sadness disappeared immediately. Instead, he looked at the coach with a smile and said, "Coach, I'm fine."

Shanglu picked up the remote control and turned down the volume of the TV. Looking at the smile on Meng He's face, he felt a little distressed. This child...in fact, there is no need to bear these burdens.

"Envy?" Shang Lu repeated Meng He's words, and asked him: "Your brother said, you really like what I said after returning from the first hand injury?"

Meng He nodded when he heard the sound, and when he thought of the coach at that time, he felt a surge of enthusiasm in his heart.

Shang Lu smiled, and suddenly talked about his past, "My parents used to be negligent in disciplining me, and their minds were almost all on the game. They said they believed that I could be self-reliant, but in fact it was because I didn't have time to manage my life. Me. Later in high school, I left home to live in a dormitory, and I had even less contact with them.”

"I'm not convinced, I'm their son, but they don't even know which high school I'm in." Shang Lu said, laughing, lamenting that his parents were like this from beginning to end Not reliable.

Meng He had never heard of these things, and he was a little surprised. He thought that the coach played so well, he should have been trained by his parents and godmother.

So he asked, "How did the coach come to play games?"

Shanglu shrugged and replied: "It's very simple. I want to follow their path and make them have nowhere to go. It's actually a way to prove myself. I don't want to admit defeat. I want my parents to respect me."

"But I was underage at the time and couldn't enter an Internet cafe, so I hung out with street gangsters, and through them I had opportunities to play in Internet cafes."

"Among the gangsters, there are some who are good at playing, and some who are of average level. I found a few who were good at playing, and formed a small team. Starting from the Internet cafe game, it gradually expanded to city-level competitions and provincial-level competitions. The members of the team gradually stabilized, which became the first generation of ACD.”

"I was discovered by the old merchants because I participated in the same competition as them, but at that time I had already used the prize money from the competition to help the team open a small studio, and I was already well-known in the circle."

Meng He pursed his lips and asked, "Is this a match-fixing match?"

Shang Lu chuckled, but he didn't expect the children to be quite law-abiding, so he replied: "It was not like now, and many regulations at that time were not perfect, and minors only needed to obtain parental consent to participate in the competition. But I also said , my parents don’t care about me, so it’s up to me to participate or not.”

Meng He nodded to express his understanding, and continued to wait for the coach's next words.

"What happened later was actually quite simple. They agreed with me to continue playing, and the veteran Shang also contributed money to support our team, so the shareholders said it. But it was precisely because of this that it was exposed that I was inquiring about my son." Entering the e-sports circle with my dad’s influence, and having a place in the circle’ are becoming more and more popular.”

"No matter how hard I put in, for a long time to come, it all depends on relationships." Shang Lu said, suddenly thought of something, looked at Meng He with a little apology, and said, "Speaking of it, In fact, it's the same situation as yours, I shouldn't say you are young."

Although Meng He had a grievance in his heart, he didn't mind this matter so much anymore. Sometimes what the coach said was unintentional.

But Shanglu doesn't think so, he should be responsible for his words and deeds.After apologizing, he continued: "After school was over, I basically lived in the team, closed myself, and played games wholeheartedly. I didn't listen to the opinions of the outside world. I don't know if it was my ability that was finally seen, or because of my parents. They gradually receded, anyway, those who said that I was fighting for my father gradually decreased."

"No!" Meng He let go of his promise, sat upright and faced the coach, and said seriously, "I don't know your past, but I can see that you are working hard to become the person you want to be! You are not afraid of falling and Injured, even if there are setbacks, will stand up again!"

"Coach, I said that you are the light, not a lie. Because you let me know that a person who is brave and shining is indomitable and invincible."

His God of Shang was not born as a light. Before becoming a light, he had to go through many collisions, frictions, and bumps. He didn't envy the God of Shang standing in the light, but loved his way of becoming a light.

He regards his youthful love as his lifelong faith.

Shang Lu stared at Meng He intently, just now when he heard his words, his heart suddenly felt warm, as if a small flame secretly raised his salary, faintly rekindled.Since retiring, his life has gradually become more comfortable. The time when he trained hard and strived to stand on the top of the podium is no longer in the past, and his blood is not as boiling as before.

In these recent times, it seemed that it was Meng He who caused the turmoil in his heart.

"Am I as good as you said?" Shang Lu smiled bitterly, but waited until Meng He responded without thinking: "You are fine!"

Shanglu opened his mouth, and all the words he wanted to prevaricate Meng He turned into a low smile with a sigh, "Thank you."

Meng He suddenly knelt down on the sofa, hesitated but couldn't help but want to test, and gradually narrowed the distance between the two.

Shang Lu wanted to back away for a while, but seeing the kid throw himself into his arms, he wondered what he wanted to do.

"Why aren't you two asleep?"

Suddenly the light in the living room was turned on, and Liu Pinfeng looked at the two big boys face to face in a daze, not knowing what they were talking about.She just came down to drink water, but she didn't expect the two children to be asleep.

"Cough." Shang Lu coughed lightly, bounced off the sofa, and was relieved to see Ms. Liu go upstairs after drinking the water. He turned to look at Meng He, who was buried in the sofa, and asked :"How are you?"

Meng He felt like an ostrich, and said in a muffled voice, "I'm fine, coach, go to bed early! I'll be back in a while."

Shanglu couldn't help laughing out loud, but he said something sincere: "Actually, you are pretty good. The reason why I rejected you is very simple, because you are a team member, a player who is on the rise. I don't want you to be with me. Same, live in the light of others, you are you."

The author has something to say: Hurry up, the old man is indeed moved.

I feel that the progress is a bit procrastinated. It may be that there are too few articles written. I have to sort out the plot and speed up the next progress!