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

Lin Yu roughly told what he had overheard, then took a peek at the coach who was still drawing the form, and obediently sat down in front of the computer, ready for the next move.

The other three had different expressions, but Meng Xing felt that the matter was not so serious. Now the captain and Xiaohe should both know how to communicate with each other, and the next move will not be difficult.Looking at the computer interface, Meng He took a deep breath, clenched his hands into fists, and encouraged himself not to drag his teammates down or implicate the coach because of his existence!

Lian Mu followed the reflection of the computer screen, glanced at the master behind him, didn't say much, but asked his teammates: "Get ready to start."

Lin Yu was worried that the captain hadn't heard it, and was about to ask a question, when he heard Lian Mu say: "From now on, it will be lower than the top three, and there will be one less training for one hour."

Meng He was the first to respond. Although Meng Xing and Lin Yu were reluctant, they didn't think it should be done and agreed.

Shang Lu, who was facing the writing board, smiled secretly when he heard the voices behind him, it's not that he couldn't hear them talking.On the contrary, this group of bear children may not know how loud they are talking with headphones on.

But since they knew his good intentions and knew that they had to fight hard, his original decision was correct.

Song Yu returned to the training room after being scolded by the leader. He sat on the rooftop for a while and didn't know whether he was right to believe that old man Shanglu.Disappointedly, he opened the live broadcast room of the ACD team, and found that they played another one. Counting the time he spent talking with the leader, it should be the third one now, and he didn't know how they played the second one just now.

Seeing that the barrage had nothing to say, Song Yu had a bad feeling. Just about to ask Shang Lushang about the result, he saw a new message in his phone.

"Manager's father: Play as early as the second game, and I won't argue with you so much."

Song Yu's eyes were dazed, and he confirmed again that this message was sent to him by his immediate boss, the club manager.

"Could it be..." Song Yu's eyes glowed, he jumped downstairs and ran into the training room. As soon as he entered the door, he went straight to the form drawn by Shanglu. He stared at the result of the game with wide eyes. It clearly stated NO for the second round. 1. Unbelievably grabbed Shanglu and asked, "Number one!"

Shanglu glanced at the writing board and nodded calmly. He was already happy just now, and now his mood has calmed down.

"They are all sensible, and they know what to do with a little mention, and they don't know what you are worrying about." Shanglu looked at Song Yu who was jumping up and down happily, his eyes were full of disappointment.

Others don't know, Song Yu still doesn't know?Shanglu looks calm now, maybe he will smile like a lottery winner when he returns to his nest at night.

"Speaking of which, if we knew it would work earlier, it would be nice to let the two of them switch seats to try." Song Yu looked at the player in front of him, and slowly let go of the stone in his heart.

Shang Lu snorted, he just wanted to put pressure on them, he and Song Yu have been spoiling them all this time, laying a good foundation for them, but he is not a loving person, he will go to the front line to hone after the foundation is laid , don't mess with him.

"There are people on the hillside at 235." Lian Mu immediately reported when he saw the person.The other three team members immediately reacted and attacked the enemy.

Although Meng He was cautious, the atmosphere of the team was improved. He also knew what information the players needed and reported it to his teammates in time.

From stumbling in the first round, and even changing the charge position and sniper position, to the second round, it was like fishing in a fish pond to get back [-]%.Many spectators who watched the game discovered the tricks in the middle of the third game. In fact, the players of the ACD team are all strong, but they don't seem to want to knock out their opponents so early.

However, the team members who were playing the game at this time actually started discussing on the microphone, which was simply a "small question-and-answer class".

Song Yu was a little thankful that he was worried that the team members were not in good condition, so the player microphones in the live broadcast room were always turned off, otherwise if others heard about it, it would be leaking the team's training information.

The reason for this incident was that Meng He didn't understand why the captain used to wait and see before calling. He muttered something silently. He thought he was the only one who heard it, but Lian Mu still heard it, so he stopped by to explain to him.

"The coach said a lot. Your skills in single row are very good. Few people can beat you in duel, but teamwork in four rows is very important. The footsteps you heard may be from several teams, so it doesn't matter. After confirming the situation on the field, don’t rush to make a move.”

Lian Mu seldom uttered such a long list of words, but since the rookie has doubts, as the captain, he is obliged to answer them.

Meng He probably understands that he is used to fighting alone. Solo row is different from double row and four row. In the case of the ground, falling to the ground does not mean that the head is yours, so there will be more things to consider than solo queue.

But in this way, he also had a chance to be pulled up.

Starting from this question, the four people will directly talk about any problems on the court.Meng He is not bad at pulling a gun, and he knows everything when asked by the team members.

Shanglu looked at the changed team members and nodded with satisfaction.In fact, no matter how the coach teaches, the four of them will play the game. How to cultivate a tacit understanding between the four and how to get along with each other depends on them in most cases.

Seeing that the situation was gradually improving, Song Yu hugged his mobile phone and watched the barrage in the live broadcast room. Seeing that the fans were discussing the game instead of the team members, he suddenly felt that he finally saw hope.

The four played according to their own wishes, Shanglu didn't control them too much, and watched them finish the remaining few games. There is no doubt that with the lessons learned from the first game, the subsequent games went smoothly.

"It's a good game this time. But you have to be clear, this time the online competitions are the substitute teams of various teams, or some online teams, which can't be regarded as the real level of competition. In the regular competition, you can no longer be like today Late state." Phytolaca gave a sweet date, and immediately poured a basin of cold water on them.

Song Yu couldn't stand it any longer. He felt that Shanglu was too strict. He ate four handfuls of chicken tonight and was targeted for one, but he still got the chicken. ass. butt. He has made great progress.Then he urged the team members to pack up and go to rest, but was stopped by Shanglu.

Song Yu, who was carried to the living room by Shanglu, never figured out why he was kicked out.Before he was kicked out, Shang Lu said: "They are about to resume tonight's game, you are too noisy, go out and stay."

Song Yu angrily waved an international friendly gesture upstairs, and then swiped his phone with the AD calcium milk on the table.

After all, Shanglu is an old professional player. He has his own style of play, is also familiar with the style of play of major teams, and is well versed in PUBG routines.He wrote on the blackboard as simple and understandable as possible, opened tonight's game video, and played it back frame by frame.

The review meeting didn't end until two o'clock in the middle of the night. Meng Xing came out of the training room with a dejected face, grabbed his younger brother's shoulder and sighed: "I can't think of it! The coach is too cruel!"

After resuming the game for one night, he was deducted 500 yuan.The rest of the team had more or less dunks, but not as many as him.

Meng Xing wailed and leaned on his younger brother, crying, "Brother, now you know what kind of misery my brother is living in!"

Meng He was looking at the notes he made tonight, rehearsing the mistakes made tonight in his mind, thinking about it a little bit.

"It's in dire straits?" Shang Lu raised his eyebrows, and leaned against the door with his pockets in his pocket, looking at Meng Xing who was acting like a baby with his younger brother. It seemed that the 500 yuan was a small penalty.

Meng Xing laughed dryly when he saw the coach, and hurriedly took two steps back, hiding behind Meng He, too scared to show his head. It felt as if the coach was carrying an AWM in his hand. As long as he showed his head, he would be shot immediately.

Shang Lu didn't see him like this once or twice, and shook his head in disgust.Shang Lu shifted his gaze to the notebook in Meng He's hand, walked up to him and asked in a low voice, "Are there any other questions tonight?"

Hearing the voice, Meng He raised his head and saw the coach right in front of him. He was so nervous that he dared not say a word, and even covered his face with the notebook to cover his hot face.

Shang Lu had tried to speak to the new member in a very polite tone, but saw Meng He refusing to communicate with him again.Is he that fierce?Why don't you see other people so afraid of him?

"Cough." Shang Lu scratched his eyebrows, reached out and took away the book that Meng He was covering his face, looked straight into his eyes, and said seriously, "In order to make the team more harmonious in the future, I think it is necessary to ask a question."

"Do you hate me?"

Judging from all the signs, Meng He has been avoiding him, his eyes dodged and he dare not look directly at him, and he is quite quick to talk to others, but when he talks to him, he speaks hesitantly.He doesn't remember when he offended this little friend, so why did he only deal with him?

Meng He retreated reflexively, but Meng Xing was standing behind him, and when he stepped back, he stepped on Meng Xing's foot.Meng Xing grinned in pain, pushed his younger brother to the coach, jumped to the stairs with his feet in his arms, and said to the coach, "Coach, Xiaohe stepped on me! But I don't want to teach my brother a lesson, so it's up to you!"

After finishing speaking, Meng Xing limped up the stairs, secretly clenched his younger brother's fist at the corner.Just as he was about to turn around and go upstairs, he bumped into Lian Mu who was standing by and observing.

"I like to be a roadblock so much, next time my aunt mops the floor and asks you to stick it here." Meng Xing looked up at Lian Mu who was blocking the way, but he still refused to leave.

Lian Mu looked down at Meng Xing's feet. Meng Xing only stood on one foot while the other was dangling in the air. He kept bouncing forward, and asked casually, "Does it hurt so much?"

Meng Xing was not so angry at first, but he was really angry when he heard Lian Mu's sarcastic remarks, and he wished to step on him to make him feel the same.But right now he wanted to go back to the dormitory, took off his shoes and rubbed them, then pushed the chain away with his hands, and limped back to the dormitory.

As he walked, he couldn't help complaining: "Xiaohe looked so weak, but he didn't expect that it would hurt so much to step on someone."

Lian Mu stood at the stairs and watched the door of Meng Xing's room close. He lowered his eyebrows and thought about something, and then walked back to his room.

Lin Yu was lying on the bed and checking Weibo. When he saw the captain come back, he asked, "Captain, why did you go out suddenly?" I didn't see him come back with something, what did he go out for?

Lian Mu turned his head and glanced at Meng Xing's room again. He didn't mention what happened just now, but just said: "Take a walk." After speaking, he went into the toilet.

Lin Yu looked at the captain, his face was full of doubts, did he need to take a shower and run out halfway after going out for a walk?

On the second floor, Shang Lu caught Meng He who was pushed over, and was about to pursue Meng Xing, when he saw him jump upstairs, so he looked at Meng He in front of him, and found that his cheeks were flushed, and asked, "Why do you Got a fever?"

Meng He quickly shook his head, wanted to speak but didn't know what to say, opened his mouth, but couldn't speak.

Seeing that he was a little repulsive to him, Shang Lu took the initiative to take a step back and explained why he was looking for him: "Actually, I am also very talkative. If you have any opinions on me, feel free to mention them! The main reason is for the future development of the team. We want to stay together for a long time, we stay together when we are happy, and we stay when we are unhappy, so it would be better to have a meeting."

"I don't hate the coach! I like it..." Meng He suddenly stopped and didn't dare to continue.He didn't hate the God of Shang, but was afraid that the God of Shang would hate him.

"Hi? What do you like?" Shanglu asked.

Meng He clutched the hem of his clothes tightly, and changed his words: "I like the ACD team, and I also like the coach. I don't hate you."

If he said that, the coach shouldn't think he's weird!

Shanglu was relieved when he heard what he said. He reached out and patted the kid on the shoulder, and said righteously: "Okay! Everyone has their own personality, as long as there are no conflicts, go back and rest!"

He said, and returned the notebook to Meng He.

Meng He quickly took the notebook away, turned around and ran upstairs, and suddenly heard Shanglu downstairs shouting: "You played well today, keep working hard!"

Hearing the sound of "da da da" going upstairs, Shang Lu smiled kindly. Although he didn't tell the team members directly, they have indeed made progress during this period.

With today's plan, the most difficult Lian Mu and Meng He have been settled. By opening up their chatterboxes, Meng Xing and Lin Yu can save one mind-reading skill, and they will be able to fight better in the future.

Downstairs in the living room, Song Yu swiped his phone until he was sleepy. He didn't know if the replay upstairs was over, and he didn't dare to go up to ask. He fell asleep while sitting on the sofa with a piece of potato chips in his mouth.