I cried, I pretended [e-sports]

The next day's training continued as usual, but Ning Yue went downstairs but did not see Mu Xi in the training room.

"Where's Yeti?" Ning Yue sat down in his seat and asked.

He got up a little late and missed the time for his aunt to prepare breakfast.Yi Baixun next to him handed him a carton of milk, and told him, "Go to the hospital. There is cereal in the kitchen. If you're hungry, make it yourself."

"Hospital?" Ning Yue directly ignored the last sentence, he was really startled, and said, "How to go to the hospital, didn't you feel fine last night?"

He still wants to play two matches with Mu Xi, and the game he lost to him last night has been played repeatedly in his mind many times. If he does it again, he knows that he may not lose.

But who knew that the people disappeared early in the morning.

Yi Baixun saw that he stared and refused to pick it up, so he took it back and pulled out the straw for him to plug it in.

Then stuffed it into Ning Yue's mouth, "Go for a physical examination, he just came back from abroad, the team needs his physical examination report."

Only then did Ning Yue fall silent.

At the same time, he noticed the plastic tube touching the tip of his tongue, and reached out to take it and hold it himself.

He was thinking, isn't the team arranging physical examinations for the players every year?Why does Mu Xi want to go alone.But since he really just came back, Ning Yue didn't bother with this issue.

Yi Baixun dealt with his question, then turned around and sent a message to Cui Ge.

Yi Baixun: "How is it?"

It took a while for Brother Cui to reply.

Brother Cui: "It's really serious. Surgery is basically impossible. You can only do physical therapy and acupuncture first, but you should also know that this is just to relieve the pain, and recovery is impossible."

Yi Baixun: "Yeah. He knows it himself, try to find the best doctor, and the percentage of recovery counts."

Brother Cui: "Lao Yi, what are your plans? I mean Mu Xi's position. He hasn't issued an official retirement statement yet, and many people are still waiting for him to play. I mainly have concerns about the position behind the scenes of our club. There is, but I always feel a bit condescending for him to do that."

Yi Baixun: "Are you afraid that his fans will tear you apart?"

Brother Cui: "...Can't we show some respect to each other?"

Yi Baixun: "Whether it is Qu Cai has the final say."

Brother Cui: "What do you mean?"

Yi Baixun: "Leave this matter alone, and come back early after the inspection."

Brother Cui: "It's rare, do you still care if I come back too late?"

Yi Baixun: "Not really, the main reason is that the kids in our team are very vindictive. Remember to think of a good excuse to cover it up. Don't let others know about Mu Xi's hand unless he tells it himself."

Brother Cui: "...you know how to embarrass me."

After a while.

Brother Cui: "Don't worry, I know the severity."

Yi Baixun replied with a hmm and turned off the phone.

As soon as he put the phone on the table, there was the sound of sucking an empty milk carton next to him.Ning Yue sucked up the milk box and looked at the computer while pinching the box, his eyes were almost stuck on the screen.

"Are you nearsighted?" Yi Baixun asked.

Ning Yue said "Huh?" and turned his head: "No."

"Then don't get so close." Yi Baixun said, reached out and took the box from Ning Yue's hand, and threw it into the trash can next to him.

Ning Yue: "..."

Just embarrassing.

Yi Baixun: "Like to drink? There's still some in the refrigerator."

Ning Yue shook his head, and unconsciously rubbed his palms on his trouser legs.

Yi Baixun looked at him for a while, nodded, and the two returned to training.

For the first time, Ning Yue formally lined up with the rest of the team.

Yi Baixun is still in command, but compared with the casualness between the two in the double row, Yi Baixun is very comprehensive and strict in the formal training.

Just started.

Yi Boxun: "Devil, report your location."

"Eve is going to assist Ning Yue, and pay attention to whether there are people in front of you."

……

After one game, it feels very difficult.

It's not that anyone's technology has more problems, it's that the tacit understanding is not enough.

When Yi Baixun was alone with Ning Yue, he would pay attention to following his rhythm, so Ning Yue didn't feel that there was anything wrong, but with King and the others, Ning Yue obviously felt that there was a problem with his cooperation.

On the way, Eve was killed by an enemy titan. Ning Yue was less than ten meters away from him at that time.

Ning Yue immediately said, "Sorry, my fault."

Eve: "It's my own problem, I didn't notice anyone coming."

Yi Baixun frowned for the first time that day.

He said: "That's because you and King are used to playing. At that point just now, he will help you lock in the position in advance, while Ning Yue pays more attention to concealment and breakthrough, ignoring the team situation."

King grinned and laughed.

"Where is this going? Isn't this game over yet? We can still win."

Yi Baixun: "Stop talking nonsense, Ning Yue will train more tonight."

Eve: "Captain..."

Ning Yue interrupted Eve's pleading, nodded and said, "Okay."

Eve turned her head and smiled helplessly at Ning Yue and said, "Okay, then I'll accompany you tonight, we can just try double rowing together again."

While operating, King immediately said: "What do you mean by double rowing together? Shouldn't I be added to this kind of thing? They are both on the same team. If you want to be punished, you must be punished together."

Yi Baixun didn't comment.

No comment means no opinion.

When Brother Cui and the others came back, the training was in full swing.

Wang Quanchao's voice alone could knock off the roof of the base.

"Back, back!!! Damn, how did this man fall off the roof, I forced the dog. Ning Yue!! I just called you for a long time, why didn't you come over?"

Of course Ning Yue would not give in at this time.

If it was his pot, he would hold it carefully, if it wasn't his pot, he would definitely take it back on the spot.

Sarcasm: "I fucking told you not to go up, you will send it, you will send it!! At least two teams of people will come over there, their brains can't work, and their ears can't hear? Whoever wants to come to rescue you, I don't even bother to give it to you!" Would you take."

We rowed together for a whole morning, and the effect was remarkable.

Except that Ning Yue almost fought Wang Quanchao countless times.

"Yo, the record is good."

When it was over, Ning Yue was looking at the record list of the fourth row in the morning, and this sentence came from behind.

Mu Xi wore a sweater, and looked much younger than the rigid outfit yesterday. He ignored Ning Yue's gaze when he turned his head to look at him, and opened one of the rounds for him with one hand.

He watched for a while, then stood up straight behind Ning Yue with his hands folded.

"This game is a bit outrageous, the output is less than [-]%, why did you go?" He said and asked Yi Baixun next to him: "You taught me to play like this?"

It was time for Yi Baixun to stand up from his seat.

Standing behind with Mu Xi.

He looked at Ning Yue's computer interface for a while, and seemed to think about which game this was.He has a good memory, so he remembered it quickly, and sneered, "Well, he and King practiced fighting together, and was stuck in the wilderness by a wildman team, and was almost not blocked. When he said this, he raised his eyebrows: "Also, I didn't teach them this kind of extreme operation, it's really eye-catching."

Ning Yue sat in front: "..."

Mu Xi nodded: "Indeed, it hurts my eyes too much."

Ning Yue continued: "..."

The two talked about Ning Yue's performance all morning with a calm demeanor, as if no one was there.

Then we went out to eat together.

It took Ning Yue less than 10 minutes to finish lunch at noon, and then sat down in front of the computer.

The existence of Mu Xi is like a wake-up call, reminding him constantly that it is not enough, far from enough.

He must practice all the time, practice hard, and break through his limits.

Another point is that he is so jealous.

Jealous of having another person who can stand beside Yi Baixun like that.

They have known each other for a long time, appreciate each other, and know everything that the other is good at and not good at.Knowing the past, even the future seems to be together forever.Ning Yue always had the feeling that they were hiding some secret together, which made them seem so in harmony.

The two, looking for an excuse to go out for lunch, found a Chinese restaurant.

"Can you eat spicy food?" Yi Baixun looked at the menu and asked the distracted person on the opposite side.

Mu Xi looked away, "Yes."

Yi Baixun nodded: "I thought you would throw up after eating kimchi abroad, so I want something light."

"Who would eat that thing every day?" Mu Xi said angrily.

Yi Baixun called the waiter, ordered a few dishes and handed over the menu.

"This restaurant tastes good, you can try it later." Yi Baixun picked up the teapot on the table and poured Mu Xi a cup, pushed it over, and raised his eyes: "Not in a good mood?"

"That's it." Mu Xi sighed: "Chinese medicine and Western medicine all say the same thing, I'm used to it."

Yi Baixun picked up his own cup and continued pouring a cup.

"But you still can't avoid affecting your mood." Yi Baixun hit the nail on the head.He continued: "We have talked more than once, and I called you out today to confirm one thing with you."

Mu Xi seemed to know his purpose, and smiled when he thought of something: "It's for the kid in the team again, right?"

"You saw it too, what do you think?"

Mu Xi: "As I said before, he is very strong. When I was his age, my level was not as high as his, and I heard Brother Cui once said that he was in a professional team?"

Yi Baixun nodded, "When I was in Europe."

Mu Xi: "The training methods in foreign countries are still somewhat different from those in China. It can be seen that his style is a bit wild, and it doesn't look like the usual style of play of foreign teams."

"His situation is a bit complicated." Yi Baixun frowned: "Let me put it this way, you can completely regard it as the result of his personal efforts."

"That's amazing." Mu Xi is very sincere: "It's not a one-sided operation, nor is it the result of a processing factory. It has high talent, great room for improvement, and a promising future."

Yi Baixun laughed when he heard this.

He leaned back in his chair relaxed.

"Then are you interested in creating a future star yourself?"

Mu Xi was stunned for two seconds before she understood: "You want me to take him?"

Yi Baixun nodded.

Mu Xi: "Are you serious? Why don't you bring it yourself? And there is Mo Shen in the team."

Yi Baixun: "He is more like you when you were young. His talent in poaching is almost in line with yours. You have suffered from what he has never suffered, so you know what kind of training is the most effective and best for him. Yes, it can maximize the value of a professional player while minimizing the damage."

Mu Xi looked at him and didn't answer for a while.

"Old Yi." He paused for a while before saying, "You really... took great pains."

Yi Baixun narrowed his eyes slightly, as if feeling a little emotional.

"He is very smart, and he can definitely go beyond e-sports." Yi Baixun said: "Since I have brought people in, I have to be responsible to them."

Mu Xi didn't answer directly.

"Come on? Assistant coach." Yi Baixun said to Mu Xi: "Or call you Ning Yue's exclusive coach, I need such a player, a devil who is enough to rival and surprise people in this year's competition. You Like me, you have expectations for him, don't you?"

Mu Xi put her elbows on the table and grabbed her hair.

After a few seconds, he suddenly looked up.

"You're ruthless." Mu Xi said, "I agree."

Yi Baixun seemed to have expected this result early on, and was not surprised at all.

He picked up the teacup and smiled: "You won't regret it."

Mu Xi looked at him, picked it up and touched him, "I know."

In the middle of the meal, Yi Baixun's cell phone rang.

Picking it up and looking at it, I laughed.

"Whose news?" Mu Xi asked.

Yi Baixun replied a few words, put the phone back and said, "Ning Yue, you know, you are his number one rival now."

Mu Xi was speechless: "Is it wrong or not?"

In fact, the news lying quietly in Yi Baixun's mobile phone is more than that.

Ning Yue sent it.

"The more you think about it, the angrier you get. Hurry up and get Mu Xi back after dinner. I want to solo with him."

Just a few seconds every time.

"Don't answer me? Are you two talking about my food? It's Wang Quanchao's fault that the output is so low!"

"Forget it, I was full at noon and didn't eat. I'm so hungry."

"I want to eat the duck neck on Yuning Road, it's spicy."

"Brother Yi."

"Brother Yi."

"team leader."

"elder brother."

Yi Baixun returns.

"Okay, stop making trouble."

"Bring it to you."