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

After several proofs, Shang Lu can conclude that Meng He only isolated him.

Thinking about something wrong, Shang Lu directly dragged Meng Xing to the rooftop while Meng He was not around.

"Meng He...what's going on recently?" Shang Lu asked, coughing uncomfortably, pretending that he was really just asking normally.

Seeing the coach's expression, Meng Xing immediately thought of something, but he didn't say it immediately, but instead said: "Coach, my brother is very normal recently!"

Shang Lu was stunned and dissatisfied: "If you have something to say, your brother will tell you everything."

"That's not true, we still have a little privacy." Meng Xing corrected, but seeing the coach was really worried, so he said frankly: "Oh! What the coach said is that my brother has ignored you recently. Bar!"

"I asked my brother about it, but he didn't say anything."

"Hey, coach, with my brother's stubborn temper, once he decides on something, it's useless for anyone to say, but..." Meng Xing said, looked at Shanglu, and sighed: "He hasn't insisted on it recently. I'm flattering you, it's probably because he was hit by something!"

"Why don't I remember what I did." Shang Lu thought carefully, but he didn't think of anything disgusting.

But listening to Meng Xing's words, Shang Lu felt that something was wrong, and asked, "Why is he trying to please me?"

Meng Xing curled his lips, "Coach, you are actually quite unpleasant, only my brother, that idiot, would like you."

"Yes, maybe to you, he is a player, and he came in through the back door. But coach, I am his brother, and I watched him get red eyes for ranking, because your sentence is unqualified and not good enough. , he can keep it in his heart for several days, and he won’t relax until he’s finished fighting and getting your approval.”

"Everything he does is just to get closer to you. He wants to become stronger, so that you will be happy when you see him. Isn't that flattering?"

Meng Xing used his words vigorously, and at the end, he grabbed Shanglu's collar with all his might, panting angrily.

Looking at the face in front of him that was very similar to Meng He, Shang Lu hesitated. He knew that Meng He had been working hard, but the more Meng He worked hard for him, the more he felt burdened and wanted to stay away.

With a sullen face, Shang Lu pulled off Meng Xing's hand and said, "Don't change the subject, I'm asking what's going on with him recently."

Meng Xing turned his head away and said angrily: "I don't know, if you want to ask clearly so much, go find him!"

After speaking, he turned his head to look at the coach, and said with a chuckle, "Or are you afraid to find the coach?"

Hearing Meng Xing's words, Shang Lu was stunned for a moment, then frowned and said, "How dare you dare, I'm just asking routine questions, you go to training!"

As he spoke, he turned and faced the outside of the rooftop, staring blankly at the greenery downstairs, and didn't notice when Meng Xing left.

Disappointed because you didn't get a response?

"No one stipulates that if you like it, you must give a response!" Shang Lu said, nodding in conviction.But he still felt a little inappropriate to comfort himself in this way. He touched the back of his neck helplessly, and went downstairs to watch the players train.

But when he was going downstairs, he happened to meet Meng He. As soon as Shang Lu asked Meng He for questioning, he saw Meng He who had just left the room and turned back to the room, obviously avoiding him.

"You are not big, but you have a big temper." Shang Lu shook his head, and he didn't owe anything, so there was no need to chase after him and ask.

The two had been deadlocked for several days. Meng He didn't like to talk, so Song Yu didn't think much about it, but Shang Lu didn't talk much recently, so he felt a little strange.

Reminded by Lin Yuyi, Song Yu finally found out that there was a conflict between the two of them, so he asked Meng He cheekily, and it turned out that he didn't speak no matter how he asked Xiao Mianhulu.

So he went to Shanglu and got a perfunctory answer.

"Who did I provoke?" Song Yu said angrily, and he didn't let go.

The ACD team is the champion of the summer split, and can directly enter the PGC without playing the next Masters.There are still half a year before the PGC World Championship Finals. Phytophthora rejected the interesting games that are not of content, and mainly reported a few friendly matches with domestic and foreign joints.

Although it is still half a year away, they are about to face PGC, and the training intensity of the team members has also increased a lot during this period.

Phytophthora usually wakes up at 02 o'clock in the evening, goes downstairs to drink water, and covers the children with quilts.But tonight, he stayed up until 30:[-] because of filling in the form. He stretched himself, picked up the thermos cup and wanted to pour water, but found that the cup was already out of water.

Thinking of going downstairs to pour some water and coming back, he saw that the lights in the training room were still on, and the sound of typing on the keyboard could be faintly heard from inside.

Because the training intensity during the day is already high enough, he has long said that it is forbidden to stay up late, and he must sleep well at night, so who is in the training room now?

Shang Lu stood in front of the door, before opening the door, he thought of who would be inside, hesitated for a while outside, seeing that the time was about to be three o'clock, and the people inside didn't know how to rest, so he pushed away the training room angrily the door.

Meng He was concentrating on his own affairs, and didn't hear the sound of the door opening at all. He didn't realize that someone was coming until his earphones were taken off.

He turned his head and saw the coach right behind him, and quickly turned off the game. He faced the coach, bowed his head and did not speak like a child who did something wrong.

"What did I say before? I told you to have a good rest, you won't listen? If you really want to play, you need to stay up late at night so diligently if you really want to play during the day?" Shang Lu said, turning off the power of Meng He's computer mainframe.

Meng He pursed his lips, and said nervously, "I just can't sleep at night, so I get up for a while."

Seeing him like this, Shanglu couldn't believe that he was telling the truth.When he was asking for proof, he heard Meng He's cell phone vibrate on the table.

Shang Lu took Meng He's mobile phone away and unlocked it with Meng He's hand. He turned on the alarm clock and saw that there was an alarm clock at [-]:[-] in the morning, and he set a daily reminder, which made him even angrier.

"Can't sleep? You can't sleep every day? You know I have the habit of getting up at night, right? Set the alarm clock in advance and turn off the lights to lie to me?" Shanglu said, returned the phone to Meng He, and asked, "Meng He, you When did you learn to lie to others?"

He was angry because Meng He was disobedient and secretly stayed up all night. Such things like staying up late are overdrawing himself. For the competition, for a trophy, staying up so late is not enough!

But if it's because of this, he won't be so angry. Meng He often gets up secretly for training. He doesn't know it.But Meng He actually chose to lie to him.

Meng He is still young, as a coach, he has the obligation and responsibility to teach this child well, but now Meng He even lied to him.

"I'm sorry." Meng He lowered his head and looked at the alarm clock displayed on his mobile phone. He had indeed been training secretly for several days. He was worried that he could not play well, so he wanted to practice for a while longer.

Shang Lu didn't say that to Meng He because he said sorry, "You didn't feel sorry for me, you were sorry for yourself. Go back and rest first, I don't want to see you break the ban again."

"Also, come find me tomorrow, I have something to ask you."

He wanted to make it clear with Meng He, but now it's getting late, let the children go back to rest first, and talk about other things tomorrow.

Seeing that the coach left just like that, Meng He summoned up his courage and said, "If you have anything to say, coach, it's not too late."

Shang Lu paused, turned to look at Meng He, and asked in a cold voice: "Is it not bad for a while, or do you not want to look for me again tomorrow?"

Meng He clenched his fists tightly. He wanted to be strong, but he didn't dare to look up at the coach. He just said in a muffled voice, "Isn't the coach not wanting to see me? I won't bother the coach in the future, shouldn't the coach be happy?"

Shang Lu was choked by his words, and suddenly realized that it was really inappropriate to ask him this question now. Shang Lu thought about it, then changed his words and said: "We are all in the same team, and we can't make it so embarrassing."

Meng He looked at the person in front of him, pursed his lips and smiled, "Okay, no embarrassment, from now on I'm just a team member, and you're just a coach. What I said to the coach before, the coach will treat me as a child and ignorant, forget it." Bar."

He knew very well that his body was trembling when he said this, but he didn't want the coach to underestimate him, so he resisted the soreness of his nose.

"Forget it?" Shang Lu chuckled, "Okay, forget it!"

After he finished speaking, he turned around and strode out of the training room, and walked up the stairs.Watching the coach leave, Meng He finally couldn't hold back his emotions, and squatted weakly on the ground, burying his head between his arms.

Shang Lu had a sharp mouth and a bean curd heart, and regretted it after speaking hard. He waited upstairs for a long time but did not wait for the child to come back to sleep. He went downstairs to peek in doubt. He slapped himself on the forehead.

Phytophthora, Phytophthora, how old are you, what do you care about with children!Be quick to talk for a while, it's all right now!

The child had strong self-esteem, and Shang Lu didn't go down immediately to call for someone. He hid until Meng He finally stood up, tidied up the training room and went upstairs before he returned to the room.

"I must ask him to apologize tomorrow!" Shang Lu stood behind the door and blamed himself. He claimed to be a principled man. Even if Meng He treated him so little, as an elder, he should correct him instead of blaming him when he came up. .

Determined that he will talk to Meng He again tomorrow, but he can't be kept in the dark by the child, Shang Lu finally lay down to go to sleep, but he couldn't fall asleep no matter what, and regretted why he said such harsh words at that time.

Shanglu tossed and turned all night, not knowing why he fell asleep afterwards.There was no training match on the second day, so he planned to take the players out to exercise first, and then bring them back for training.

When it was time for lunch break, he must make it clear to Meng He.

Seeing the restlessness on the master's face, Lian Mu looked at Meng He who was running ahead, and seemed to see that Meng He's footsteps were a little out of order, but he didn't seem to be wrong when he looked again.

During training time in the morning, Meng Xing looked at Meng He many times, and finally couldn't help asking: "Brother, this is essential oil, not face cream. It's not good for you to keep sticking on your face."

Lin Yu also smelled the scent of wind oil all morning, and smelt it with concern: "Little brother, you didn't sleep well last night?"

Meng He smiled ashamedly, put away the balm, and took the cup to go downstairs to pour water.But when he got up, he suddenly felt that the sky was dark and he fell down. Before he lost consciousness, he heard the coach calling his name.

The author has something to say: Whenever this time comes, I will say: Hurry up!This time it was really fast, hahahaha.