God Yan anchor has been sealed again

The results of the youth training period came out on the third day, and the league transfer period was also delayed by five days because of this matter.

"Damn it, obviously I didn't make it to the first team, and I'm still in the youth training camp. Is the national team so ruthless?"

"It's too ruthless. As far as I know, there is only one professional brother who got a B+ rating, and the rest are a bunch of C."

"What's going on with the youth trainees this year? None of them can fight?"

The national team officials also updated the starting list of the first national team. Sure enough, there were small fans of star players who failed to make it to the explosions, but these small explosions failed to attract anyone's attention-everyone's attention was on other people's hearts. The place.

Everyone can see that in the new national team roster, Wen Man has disappeared from the coaching position of the youth training camp.

The rhythm suddenly took off.

At the training base of the national team, someone knocked on the door of Wen Man, and the voices of the teenagers were a little hesitant: "Team Wen. Don't we need to talk in the team today?"

Today, on Thursday, the national team meets at a certain point every week. Wenman will catch people to spur and summarize. Thursday is also called "Death Thursday".

Wen Man casually flipped through the files without even raising his eyelids: "I don't agree with you, retired, married. Go and earn money for me, don't bother me."

A group of teenagers fell silent.

They are all starting players brought up by Wen Man's hands, and the oldest is only 19 years old.

"I only listen to the newcomers laughing, and don't hear the old ones crying. It's miserable, miserable." Alan was writing a tactical report opposite Wen Man, with a dark circle under each eye, and he carefully asked him to confirm, "After you are sure Just take that one youth trainee, right? Is that going to be taken over? Have you read his contract?"

"I'm watching." Wen Man said.

What he had in his hand was the EGT contract dug out of the documents at the bottom of the box. When they transferred to the training team, the national team would also pay their salaries, and they would know about any personnel changes.

Xuewei's contract was obviously signed before that, and the national team has no backup.

Wen Man flipped through the registration form for the fixed-stage youth training competition. Xue Wei reported her name through the club channel, and filled in the ID of EGT's resigned captain.

He left no personal contact information.

Xuewei fiddled with the live broadcast equipment for most of the night before falling asleep.

At noon the next day, Zhao Xiaoyi got up and yelled strangely, waking everyone up: "What's the matter, didn't you make it to the national first team? Damn, it's too hot, it's thanks to the captain who is Wenshen, if the captain is someone else, The official account has long been smashed by fans."

As if Xuewei had just remembered, she logged in to check her results in the fixed-stage competition.

The page was refreshed, but instead of seeing the results of the fixed segment, it was a red data registration page.

A line of prompts popped up above: "After verification, the ownership of the account you selected is not your own, please fill in the account information again."

On the other side, another teammate of the team, Wan Shi, leaned over to take a look: "How did it turn out?"

Xuewei showed him the page: "It seems that the information has not been filled in, maybe it has not been passed."

Stubborn Stone: "That's a pity."

Xuewei filled in the information of the new account registered yesterday.

【EGT. Now】

I don't know why, but this information form is different from the one he filled out at the beginning. In addition to ID age positioning, he also asked some other information, such as training content and living arrangements.

There are also some strange questions such as "recent favorite food", "recent drinking frequency", "whether you are single or not".

However, there is nothing wrong with asking about these situations. There are many professional players who have fallen from the altar because of their chaotic private lives.

Xuewei casually filled in "No" and opened the live broadcast page.

He didn't turn on the camera, and changed the title of the live broadcast room to: [New professional sniper, from zero to master, everyone is welcome to watch]

Soon a person entered the live broadcast room, the ID was [Micro], Xuewei said, "Welcome."

However, this person does not send barrage or respond, and looks like a system robot.

Xuewei played a few times, got on the real-time recommendation of newcomers, and slowly, live people began to come in to watch.

"Is the anchor professional? EGT team, never heard of it."

"It's just a shabby team that can't make it to the regular season. I advise the anchor title to keep a low profile. If you can continue to fight, I will do a handstand XX."

Xuewei said: "Well, it may take two weeks. Let's score 1500 points today."

His voice was clear and indifferent, but there was an undeniable vigour.

"Shut up the anchor."

"The anchor, take it easy, cheating has been strictly checked recently."

"I won't hang up."

Xuewei had obviously never seen this group of gleeful people in the barrage, her voice was slightly cold.

He went straight to the qualifying match without a new account, chopped melons and vegetables all the way, and soon rose to the [-]th rank.

In fact, there are quite a few people in this rank who will come down to fry fish, but Xuewei has been winning all the time—one afternoon and one night, he has won [-] consecutive victories, added more MVP and personal points, and his rank has improved by leaps and bounds.

At this time, his winning rate is 100%.

In the evening, the number of people watching his live broadcast increased—although there were only a little over 1000 people, there were more friendly bullet screens, and people gradually chatted with him.

One viewer said: "The anchor has never seen it before."

Xuewei said, "Well, the newcomer."

He had a nice voice, and more than a dozen people followed him one after another.

He looked at the live broadcast guide on the side, and thanked casually: "Thank you for your attention."

A viewer asked: "What gun does the streamer like to use?"

"AWM, TRG-42." Xuewei said.

Netizen: "It's interesting to play sniper, and the lone wolf's style of play."

Immediately, some viewers said: "The lone wolf's style of play is too good, and the bad one is the orphan's style of play."

Xue Wei did not reply.

Netizen: "The anchor is so indifferent."

Xuewei raised her eyelids and paused for a few seconds, as if she hadn't thought about whether to reply or not.

The netizen: "I like it."

Xuewei: "..."

He squeezed his cool fingertips, and then entered the game again.

His teammates were extremely unreliable in this round, and the 4V4 round seemed to be 1V7.

At this point, players in the southern hemisphere of the international server are active, and there is a high possibility of ranking Chinese.

Looking at their IDs, all three of them are national server players, and two of them are couples.

The first three, because of the existence of Xuewei, won the score, but the cost-effectiveness of the win is not high-the economic advantage he finally gained was all taken by his teammates to buy expensive firearms, and then repeatedly sent to death-captured by the enemy cycle.

After the fourth game, Xuewei's teammates managed to do it successfully, allowing the enemy to have a big sniper, and they were poor and useless.

Teammate No. [-] also realized that he was one of the economic black holes in this game, and typed: [QAQ brother, I’m sorry, I’m so stupid, I’m really sorry.I won't go out to give away the head anymore, I will give you all the money.The number was purchased, but I made a mistake today to make a ranking. 】

ID: Strawberry Oolong Jelly

Barrage: "Cookie is not worthy of playing games."

"What do you need the police to do if an apology is useful? Substitute the anchor, my fist is already hardened."

"Desperately work 1V4, teammate and enemy equipment library."

"Look at the ID, it's a girl again. To be honest, girls are not suitable for FPS games. There are many pitfalls for female players. When we see a girl, we usually vote out directly."

"Hehe, is a girl with a map gun considered a man? If a man dares to fight into this kind of economic black hole, will he be voted out?"

"+1"

"+2"

The barrage was on the mouth, and Xuewei replied unexpectedly: "It's okay."

He blocked the IDs of the little girl in the live broadcast room, then glanced at the economy of the other three teammates, and said to the teammates: "You guys go to ECO. Play as usual, it's okay."

ECO, a general tactical term for international servers, means that when the economy is backward, choose not to buy /guns/armors/throwing objects, and wait for the economic situation to improve before buying expensive armor or weapons in one go.

[Strawberry Oolong Jelly]: "Okay."

Sure enough, she didn't choose anything, but followed Xuewei with a small USP in her pocket: "Boss, I don't bother you, I can help you open your eyes."

Xuewei: "No, you protect yourself."

He really doesn't need to be followed.

[Strawberry Oolong Jelly] Maybe I was afraid that I would be slowed down, so I went to talk to those two couples as before.

However, the conversation between her and Xuewei just now seemed to have frustrated the male player in the young couple.

He didn't dare to offend Xuewei, and turned his finger on this 【Strawberry Oolong Jelly】.

[Waste to lie down] Typing on the public screen: "Show me you're kidding, you still know you're useless, 0-4 garbage, don't follow me as a waste. The seat next to me belongs to my girlfriend, understand?"

【Come and lie down】: "Bitch, get out."

Xue frowned slightly.

[Strawberry Oolong Jelly] As if she had no temper, she desperately apologized: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I came up in a group queue, and I haven't played solo queue before. I'm really sorry."

She stopped and spun around on the spot without moving.

Xuewei typed: "Come here, follow me."

[Strawberry Oolong Jelly] is here.

[Waste to lie down] Mai Liang stood for a while, then suddenly said: "You guys actually know each other, right? How many times did you sell that strawberry before you got into this rank?"

There was silence on the system channel.

[Strawberry Oolong Jelly] No more talking, stopped moving.

Xuewei turned on the mic suddenly: "Wait a minute, hide behind this door and wait for me, don't move."

【Strawberry Oolong Jelly】Finally got moving and walked into the place he said.

On the map, Xuewei suddenly turned around and left, heading for the spot where the young couple was.

Three seconds later, the system prompts: [EGT.Now] Killed our teammate with USP silencer [Waste to lie down]

【EGT.Now】Used USP silencer to kill our teammate【Come and lie down】

System warning: You attacked a teammate in the game just now!If all votes pass, teammates can kick you out.

He retracted his gun and skillfully blocked his teammate Mai: "Okay."

The couple really went crazy, and started insulting on the public screen, Xuewei ignored it, and killed the enemy cleanly with a few shots.

There was one enemy left, and before he could find it, the system suddenly prompted: [Strawberry Oolong Jelly] killed an enemy.

It turned out that she hid behind and kept silent all the time, and just happened to kill a passerby.

[Strawberry Oolong Dongdong]: "Big brother, little brother, I found a gun, come and get it."

Xuewei went over and saw that the gun the girl handed in was none other than the TRG-42 he was saving to buy.

Xuewei typed on the public screen: "Excellent, thank you."

The girl's mood obviously improved, and she was no longer sad. She typed to thank him: "I want to thank you."

This round is over, and the next round begins.

Holding the TRG-42, Xuewei was thinking about how to use the saved money to buy some throwing objects in the mall, when he heard a few gunshots, and he lost a little blood.

He turned his head and saw that the male player in the couple was going crazy, bought a gun and shot him directly.

Xuewei closed the system mall.

Shot, aimed, backhand kill.

Scope, aim, kill X2.

His movements are smooth and smooth, in stark contrast to the situation where the male player has been sweeping him for a long time but has not killed him.

Xuewei typed slowly, and said to [Come and lie down]: "Your boyfriend, Zhencai."

"You too."

After a suffocating silence, the two lovers retreated silently.

There were some different voices on the barrage: "Laughing to death, it is conservatively estimated that we will quarrel for three days, it is so embarrassing, that man."

"Be bold and break up when you go out."

"Playing the game map by yourself and hitting all the female players, you deserve it."

"The anchor is really handsome!!! Girlfriend fans come here uninvited."

"How can a male player admit defeat, even a male player is not invited."

The next game went smoothly, [Strawberry Oolong Jelly] followed behind him, gave up beating people, and was responsible for supplies, and Xuewei carried all the guns on his back.

Xuewei is equivalent to a person who has double equipment slots.

There was peace in the barrage studio.

"Fuck, it's so cool, there is a teammate who will help you carry the supplies."

"This combination of play is a bit like the spotter-sniper duo that was popular in ancient times."

"That's right, I was just thinking about it, it seems a little familiar."

"Why is no one playing this style of play now?"

"Because the observer is not easy to fight, there are only four people in total. The observer followed the sniper, leaving two teammates, one assault and one freeman. It often becomes two-on-four. This is a cancerous style of play."

The game was won with a clean sheet.

After coming out, [Strawberry Oolong Jelly] sent a friend request.

Xuewei clicked to reject, and then logged into the player's black market page by herself, and began to look at the skin.

Barrage audience: "?"

In the game just now, the TRG-42 that Xuewei got had an enemy player's skin on it, a very beautiful jewel color, and it was an out-of-print skin a year ago.

The black market price is fifty thousand.

He was looking at the skin here, and the barrage sent out question marks one after another: "? Don't you even think about rejecting a girl's friend application?"

"Lone wolf operation, well-deserved reputation."

"The anchor's operation makes it look like he doesn't have a girlfriend."

"The anchor chose to be single for a lifetime."

"Anchor, where's the anchor? Good guy, don't talk again, right?"

"If the anchor has a girlfriend, I'll do a handstand and pull X live."

"Excuse me, is this an AI anchor? May I ask how much krypton gold can make him speak?"

At this moment, the Micro who had entered the live broadcast room from the very beginning and had been silent all this time suddenly asked, "Do you have a girlfriend?"

At the same time, a special effect drifted through the system. [Micro] Reward ten deep-water torpedoes to the anchor.

Xue was startled for a moment: "...Thank you."

He said, "No."

The system drifted through the special effects again. [Micro] Rewarded him 1000 yuan again and asked.

"Do you have a boyfriend?"

Xuewei: "Thank you. No... yes."