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

Song Yu's face was not pleasing to the eye at all, and Shang Lu drove him away after a few more mouthfuls of food.

"You don't know how to drive Meng He away!" Song Yu held the lunch box, seeing Shang Lu mercilessly about to close the door of the ward, he hurriedly stopped him and asked.

"How is it possible?" Shang Lu blurted out, then thought for a while, and corrected, "He's not as shameless as you."

After Song Yu breathed a sigh of relief, thinking of Shang Lu's words, he said very dissatisfied: "Come on, we are each other. But you can remember that Meng He has performed well after joining the team. I plan to keep him for a long time. Cultivated, don't drive people away!"

Meng Xing always said that his brother had a stubborn temper, but his coach was also a donkey. Shanglu drove him away because he didn't like it. He thought it was possible for this kind of thing to happen.

Shang Lu frowned, apparently not wanting to continue talking about this topic with him, and then said: "No one of the team members needs to come over for the next game, you can go back and help keep an eye on it now, I don't worry if only the four of them are here."

There is no one else in the base except an aunt who cleans and cooks. He told Song Yu that he is the coach and manager, but in fact he is the assistant and nanny of the players.Especially during competitions, he and Song Yu always have someone to watch over, deliver water, and prevent other accidents.

Song Yu nodded in understanding and left. He didn't plan to stay here with the old man for long.

Shanglu was standing in front of the hospital bed to digest his food. It was fine to be idle anyway, so he turned on the computer and clicked on the ACD club live broadcast interface.

The sponsor of the live broadcast platform made a page for their team, and all the live broadcasts of the club can be seen at this time. Shang Lu hesitated for a while, and chose to click into Meng He's live broadcast room.

[I'm not mistaken, the prompt that just floated by is the God of Shang! 】

[God of Shang also came to watch the live broadcast? 】

[Shang God Shang God!I heard that you started playing games some time ago, can you also broadcast live next time you play! 】

Shang Lu put on his earphones, looked at the barrage, and commented: "I have something to do, check the team's game situation, and concentrate on watching the live broadcast."

After looking at it for a while, he probably guessed why Song Yu was not in a hurry to go back today.Today's game is the double row game he reported before. The four of them are divided into two teams, and they are not in the same game.

Because there are many foreign teams participating, let the players practice their hands.But the game was suddenly advanced, so Shang Lu didn't remember that there was a game today.

[The one who came from next door quietly asked: Didn't God Shang say to inspect?Why haven't we found Captain TheMoon's live broadcast?Could it be that I missed it? 】

【QAQ that the Star live broadcast room was not inspected】

[Fans from the Money live broadcast room also want to be cared for! 】

Shanglu didn't watch the barrage when he was serious, but he watched it for a while, and went to the other players' live broadcast room to watch. Although he was not watching in the training room, Shanglu still knew his responsibility as a coach very well.

Meng He was originally hiding in the building, facing each other with guns. He caught a glimpse of the manager coming back from the corner of his mind, and finally regained his senses. He manipulated the character to go downstairs and rushed to the enemy to shoot at him.

【He's coming, he's coming!He turned on the monitor to play games! 】

Seeing Meng He's sudden quick decision, Lian Mu raised his eyebrows knowingly, got up and walked towards the manager, and asked in a low voice, "How is my master?"

Song Yu waved his hand, "He was very happy in his childhood. He was raised fat and white in the hospital. Don't worry about it. He asked the doctor. He will have another checkup next week, and he will be discharged if there is no problem."

Lian Mu nodded slightly, but secretly wrote it down.

After the game, Meng He was about to resume the game when he heard the voice of the captain calling to stop him.

"Is the captain okay?"

Lian Mu nodded, handed him the folder in his hand, and said, "Take this with you when you go to the hospital tomorrow."

Meng He took the folder without opening it, put it in his backpack, and took it with him tomorrow.

But when Shang Lu got the folder, he was stunned for a while, "You said that Lian Mu asked you to bring it?"

While Meng He nodded, he carefully helped the coach set up the table, opened the lunch box, arranged the meals in front of him, and even bought the drink that the coach always liked very much on the way here.

Shanglu looked at the form in the folder, which is the KDI points from the moment he joined the team to the present, and he has been improving.And not to mention these statistics, from the perspective of consciousness and play style, Meng He is also better than when he was playing amateur.

He kept a bunch of words in his stomach for a long time, and when Meng He was about to leave after eating, Shang Lu finally said, "Come out for a walk with me!"

Meng He was stunned, and immediately went to the cabinet to get a coat and handed it to the coach. He was about to reach out to help him, but it seemed that he thought of something, and he retracted the hands he was about to reach out angrily.

Shang Lu and Meng He walked side by side on the path in the garden of the hospital. Seeing that the coach kept silent, Meng He became even more nervous.

"It's still the same question as before." Shang Lu paused, facing Meng He and said, "Is it just because of me to play this game and join ACD?"

Meng He nodded, then shook his head immediately. He thought for a while and replied, "It was you at the beginning, but I have persisted until now. I really like this game and the team."

He took the oath firmly, and fearing that the coach might misunderstand something, he added cautiously: "Coach, I really didn't say this because of other things, but because you asked, and I will answer seriously... I am very serious about things and people. !"

Shang Lu blushed, turned his head and coughed lightly, curious in his heart, but asked vaguely: "What do you like about me? If it's because of the game, I understand. After all, I was really handsome at the time." , but the point is that I'm retired now, shouldn't you be a fan?"

There is one thing to say, who didn't have a heroic young man, the key is that he is now going in the direction of old age, what exactly does Meng He like in him.To show him to be lazy, or to show him shameless?

"I won't take off my fans!" Meng He said firmly, and then explained: "Coach, I saw you when I was most helpless. Since then, you have been my motivation and the goal of my progress .”

"I like you, because you are not arrogant when you are standing in a high place, and you are not inferior when you sit behind the scenes. I like you, because you talk about dislike, but you are the one who cares about us players the most. I like you, because you are You. As long as I see you, I am happier than eating a hundred chickens!"

He said, sat down on the chair next to him, and said as if talking to himself, "Actually, before I came to ACD, I always felt that the appearance of the coach was my imagination, but every time I watched it through the video When you play hard and train hard, I know you're real."

"Complete a goal and reward myself to watch a coach's game. I have maintained this plan for three full years. I play games because I want to know what you like and what it is like. The original intention of coming to ACD is also because I want to get closer to you."

"But that's not all. I also like the passion of competition, the joy of winning with friends, and... making yourself better and being the one who takes care of you."

He said, looking sincerely at the coach in front of him.

After seeing Meng He's gaze, Shang Lu turned his head guiltily, "I'm ten years older than you, do you really mind?"

Meng He suddenly stood up from his seat, nodded heavily, "Yeah!"

It was only then that Shang Lu realized that the child seemed to have grown a little taller during this time, and he really couldn't just be treated as a child in the future.

He sighed lightly, and said bluntly: "You don't mind, but I'm afraid others will mind. I've retired, and it doesn't matter to me no matter how bad people say, but you are different. Playing games, you will be under a lot of pressure when you are with me."

"So it's not that the coach doesn't like me, but he's just worried about this problem?" Meng He verified with bright eyes.He asked the coach this question before, and he has been working hard since then, just to let everyone know that he and the coach are compatible.

But when I heard the coach say that today, it turned out that the coach didn't think he was unqualified!

Phantasia is speechless, wait!What do you mean you don't like it?Although it is true to say so, it always feels strange.

"not me……"

"Coach, I understand! Thank you, Coach!" Meng He suddenly understood, turned around and left with his backpack in his arms.

Shang Lu looked at Meng He with a confused face, looked down at the lunch box on the chair, bent down to pick up the lunch box, and wanted to run up to give it to Meng He.

After taking two steps, Meng He suddenly remembered that there was something missing, so he turned around and wanted to go to the garden.

Seeing Meng He suddenly stop and turn around, Shang Lu almost ran into him.In an instant, the distance between the two was shortened. Fortunately, Shanglu caught it in time and stood up right away without causing a major mistake.

The grandpas and aunts walking around are all watching, the influence is not good.If it really hits it, forget about the rest, the tooth can't be broken.This is a hospital, but don't go to the dentist if your hand injury doesn't heal.

Seeing the atmosphere getting more and more embarrassing, Shang Lu broke the silence and handed the things in his hand to Meng He, "Here, the lunch box."

Meng He was still in a daze because he and the coach almost had... just now, and felt a little tickle in his heart that made him want to laugh. He took the lunch box, bowed slightly and said, "See you tomorrow, coach!"

This time Chang Shanglu was stunned. He looked at the hand he had accidentally touched with Meng He just now, raised his eyebrows, and gave a low laugh.

Watching Meng He leave the hospital, Shang Lu went back to lie down again, saying that he was recovering from his injuries, but he really couldn't stay idle, and frequently appeared in the live broadcast rooms of the major teams. Just show up when he appears, Shang Lu can always pick out The operation of the anchor is wrong.

"CC.G-surprise: Caravan, show some face."

Finally, Shen Rong couldn't hold back, and criticized Shanglu's immoral behavior in the group, and now the group really exploded.

"QE-FF: Old man, believe it or not, I'm going to show my teeth and claws in the live broadcast room of your precious team member right now!"

Shang Lu raised his eyebrows and replied: "Trouble Captain Feng, Star and Money are thick-skinned, you can say whatever you want, but M.He is thin-skinned, you should speak softly, as for my apprentice, you are not qualified enough to teach him .”

"QE-FF: Hey! Can't understand people's words, I call it a threat! Very fierce!"

Shang Lu replied "I know", and then tipped a large amount in several of their live broadcast rooms.The faces of those people in the group changed instantly.

"QE-FF: Thanks Dad!"

"CC.G-surprise: Brother, let's go!"

"LM-Mingo: Money can make me grind, so I went."

Shang Lu then clicked into his live broadcast room, and found that several captains were really guiding, so he lay down on the bed leisurely and took charge of supervision.

What their team, especially Meng He, lacked most was actual combat experience and on-the-spot performance. It would be good for them to have these old fellows as their guides.

The author has something to say: Another day I want to press my head