Number one, please cooperate with my position

"Of course," Lao Chi put his hand on the conference table, this is his standard gesture for talking, I think he talked to Yu Zhe like this back then, "What do you think of our team?"

Yan Ran muted the phone, leaned on the chair: "I think it's fine."

"Fuck, fuck, watermelon, what the hell are you doing!" Hatata choked his throat in the training room, and almost hiccupped, "Are you mentally retarded! Didn't you see the head of a man by the window? I'm waiting for you to come out so I can kill you, don't come and help me!"

Watermelon silently moved a few meters away from Hataha in the game, waiting for the opportunity.

"My God! I hate you, come back!" Lin Zheng wanted to kill the captain of the second team for the nth time, "We are in duo, you plan to give the other side a head so that I can queue alone? Damn it! Not so powerful!"

It's not the first time that Yanan God's move has been complained about. He seems to have inherited the true story of Yanran, the mover madman.

Just as Yanyan let out a breath of relief, he was frightened out of his wits by Yu Zhe who turned on the full-frequency voice at some point: "Number two, I think you can blow yourself up to death."

Yu Zhe always scolds in a serious manner, even if the other party plays like shit, he will only say to let him kill himself.

At the end of the round, Yu Zhe took off his earphones and turned the gaming chair in a daze. Yan Ran must have talked with Lao Chi for at least an hour, and if he continued talking, his mind would probably be familiar.

He Jian went upstairs again after educating the youth trainees with a lengthy lecture downstairs, with his hands behind his back, and he felt that his voice was cadenced: "Comrades, it's time for the weekly meeting again."

Yanyan, the captain of the second team, jumped up from the gaming chair, and consciously pulled his team members to go downstairs, but was stopped by He Jian, "Leave Yanyan and Watermelon, and the others go downstairs."

Annoyed for a moment, he looked at He Jian in fear. Could it be that his technique is too bad and the coach told him to pack up and leave?

He Jian looked at the two with a smile.

Disgusted and terrified.Watermelon doesn't feel much, the only feeling is that he has someone to accompany him even when he gets out, and it's worth it.

The conference room is at the top of the third floor, and the furnishings have just been changed not long ago, Yu Zhe's fashion aesthetic.

Just when Lao Chi was about to tell Yan Ran that the food cooked by the auntie of the team was his mother's taste, Yu Zhe pushed the door open first and sat beside Yan Ran without explaining.

Lao Chi's eyes wandered, he kicked Yu Zhe, and returned to his main seat, the center of the entire conference table.

A group of several people sat down at the conference table one after another, Yannian pulled the watermelon and was terrified. He was the last one to enter the conference room and sat in the last seat.

"What are you two doing?" Hatata patted the table, motioning them to move forward, "Sit with Yu Shen, so that you can feel what a sense of security is."

As soon as the word sense of security was uttered, the two straightened their backs, looked at Yu Zhe in unison, and asked each other for their opinions.

"Come here." Yu Zhe laughed softly, with peaceful eyes.

The shivering two immediately rolled to Yu Zhe's side, casting panicked glances at Yan Ran on Yu Zhe's left.

They had too many scenes, Lao Chi knocked on the table a few times, opened the notepad in his hand: "There are three things I want to talk about today, listen to me."

Yan Ran lowered his eyes, and listened to the coach finish the polite words, and only raised his eyes when he heard his name, with a calm expression.

"First of all, welcome Moon to the team. From now on, he will be the assaulter of the first team. Please take care of me." Lao Chi nodded to Yan Ran and smiled, "After the meeting, when you broadcast live, let me know Well, whoever wants to become a shit-stirring stick will be killed by me."

Several people nodded and listened to the following.

"Secondly, welcome the two boys from the second team to the first team." Lao Chi's smile grew wider, looking at the two people who were trembling from the beginning to the end, "Although they are substitutes, you should work hard. "

"Damn?!" Yanyan was still obsessed with his own script and couldn't extricate himself. When he heard that he became a substitute, he seemed to be deaf, "I became a team member? Damn, I knew it. "

In contrast, Watermelon seemed much calmer, and quietly uttered a question: "In this way, I will be able to join the WeChat group of the first team in the future?"

He heard that the group of the first team gave out red envelopes at every turn, and they could gossip from time to time.