I use Alpha as a stand-in?lied to him!
Chapter 43
Zhang Ping came to the base the next day without saying a word, first pulled Xia Xingchen into the training ground and practiced with him five solos, and he had to wear him down before letting him go.
It's too arrogant. On the first day of the playoffs, they didn't train hard at home, so they went to live broadcast to seek marriage?
Do you want to pass the handle to the opponent?
In this case, most people watch SQG jokes. As long as Xia Xingchen makes a slight mistake in the subsequent games, he will be pulled out of the live broadcast to flog his corpse. It is too easy to black him out.
And Cheng Shen was able to fool around with him.
It was rare for Zhang Ping to go home once a month. He had just checked his daughter's homework last night, and the dizziness hadn't gone away. He turned around and received a link from his former comrades-in-arms. He was almost so angry that he drove back to the base in the middle of the night to teach Xia Xingchen a lesson.
But anger is anger, this kind of single practice is not a serious lesson, just let him remember it long, after all, Venus is the most talented and self-motivated player he has taught for so many years, but...
The dinner was delivered by Aunt Sun. There is a small room next to the training room of the first team on the third floor. There is a dining table, a refrigerator, and a microwave oven. It serves as their dining room and storage room. After eating, Zhang Ping patted Xia Xingchen on the back: "Come out here." .”
Xia Xingchen was still watching the game recording while eating. There were two games today, and the first team to advance had already come out. SQG hadn't confronted them. He wanted to study the tactics first, so as not to make any mistakes when the time came.
When Professor Zhang called him, he had been chewing that veggie for about 2 minutes. Hearing this, he quickly swallowed it, took out a piece of tissue paper and wiped his mouth. Seeing that Zhang Ping had gone out again, he turned around and opened the refrigerator to take out the bottle. Coke opened the lid and took a sip before going out to find him.
Zhang Ping frowned, the air pressure in his body was a little low, Xia Xingchen was startled, and then laughed: "What's the matter, Teacher Zhang? I shouldn't be bad at playing this afternoon, right?"
Zhang Ping glanced at his hand, but his words froze for a while and he didn't make a sound.
This kid is particularly afraid of the cold. In winter, as long as there is someone in the training room, the air conditioner has never been turned off. As a result, what he drank after eating was iced Coke. Zhang Ping couldn't understand it.
In winter, Ice Coke is served for hot meals. Do you want to have diarrhea?
He frowned, staring at the can of cold drink that was still fizzing in Xia Xingchen's hand, his eyes flicked to his wrist covered by his clothes.
After looking back and forth two or three times, he asked, "What happened to your hand?"
Xia Xingchen was slightly stunned, took a sip of Coke, and almost subconsciously glanced sideways at the restaurant.
Zhang Ping was sure that there were some uncontrollable problems, otherwise he shouldn't care about his teammates' sight.
Xia Xingchen smiled at Zhang Ping after finding that no one followed him, "It's a little problem, I'll watch it after the fight."
"Have you seen it?" Zhang Ping's voice became hoarse unconsciously, and his nervousness overflowed.
"I've seen it before I went to Finland." Xia Xingchen waved his hands indifferently, and switched the can to the other side to hold the top half: "It's just a little tenosynovitis, it's not a big problem."
Professionals have some problems more or less, the most feared is problems with the lumbar spine and spine, which is easy to get, but it is not the most difficult to cure.
It's just that Xia Xingchen acted too calmly, and Zhang Ping didn't know whether to believe it or not.
He looked at Xia Xingchen suspiciously, and said in a deep voice, "Are you lying?"
Xia Xingchen raised his eyebrows: "Why should I lie to you?"
"Then why did you dismiss the captain so easily?" Zhang Ping asked again.
Xia Xingchen was immediately amused, and asked him, "Didn't it be arranged by the team?"
His reason is very clear.
It was arranged by the team, that's why he wasn't the captain, so now he has to turn around and ask him why he agreed to the adjustment so easily.
Zhang Ping actually knew that he was asking some logical questions, but it was hard for him not to think in detail.
It was because it was so logical that he had to suspect that Xia Xingchen agreed without any hesitation. In fact, to some extent, this arrangement was in his favor.
As for why?
Is it because he is tired and doesn't want to take on such a big responsibility, or there are other reasons, Zhang Ping is hard to say, sometimes it is difficult for him to see whether his ace player is perfunctory or serious.
Cheng Shen came out after eating, and picked up the empty can in Xia Xingchen's hand as he passed by: "Coach, let the stars come back early, you've been training people all afternoon."
"My motherfucker is also called Xun?!" Zhang Ping got angry immediately, and retorted Cheng Shen.
Cheng Shen smiled: "What? Is it reasonable for you to be biased?"
Zhang Ping: "..."
This coach can't go on.
He waved his hand: "Go back to training, don't start the live broadcast."
Xia Xingchen smiled and agreed to go back, Cheng Shen walked beside him, sat back in his seat and asked, "What's wrong?"
"It's okay." Xia Xingchen shook his head, "I guess Teacher Zhang is not satisfied with the bad game this afternoon, so I'll practice again."
This is nonsense. The whole team knows that the coach is most satisfied with Venus. To others, even if he is a star player with millions of fans, if he makes a mistake, he will still play the clip of the game error on the screen in the lobby on the first floor for public execution. To Xia Xingchen even Saying "what's the matter with you" is considered serious.
How could he be singled out for training because he didn't play well.
But Xia Xingchen deliberately concealed it, and Cheng Shen would not pursue it.
In the next few days, things went smoothly within the team. On the fifth day of the playoffs, it was finally SQG's turn.
They had the home court advantage, and they were the champion team. The enthusiasm was unprecedentedly high, and there were even more people watching the game than the opening day of the first day.
Xia Xingchen casually put a small piece of bread on the field before going on stage, took a sip of water, and when he sat in the chair lined up by the competition side, he took out his keyboard and unconsciously froze for a second.
It was the one he didn't return to Jiang Shuo.
He suddenly remembered that during Jiang Shuo's susceptible period, he really had to participate in a game, and ran out while Jiang Shuo was asleep.
In fact, this is a prerequisite that is difficult to achieve. Mr. Jiang's sensitive period is different from ordinary people, and it is difficult for Xia Xingchen to make any moves to escape under his nose.
That time, after feeding the man and obediently lying down to sleep, Xia Xingchen dragged his exhausted body out of the gate.
For a time, Xia Xingchen couldn't understand Jiang Shuo's...discriminatory feelings towards professional players.
It may be inaccurate to say emotion, it is simply this person's view of e-sports.
If he doesn't support it, he does allocate a large amount of money from Yaoshi's turnover to SQG's operations every year; but if he supports it, he hardly comes to meetings, regardless of the club's operating conditions, and he doesn't care Which players will the team sign, and who will change jobs?
He just signs the money.
The most obvious thing was that he didn't support Xia Xingchen's path at all.
But this person gave him a very exquisite keyboard in a very contradictory way.
Xia Xingchen felt that he hadn't been sure about him in the past three years.
Mr. Jiang is as arrogant and conceited as every Alpha in this world, but he is as fragile and naive as a child who lacks love.
He can always relax before the critical point of making Xia Xingchen angry, and give him a reason to continue the relationship.
After installing the keyboard and mouse, Xia Xingchen tested it for a while, then let go of his hands, and looked up habitually at the auditorium.
He used to do the same thing. Every time before the game, he would glance at the audience. At first, he simply looked at the fans who supported him. Later, his gaze would be fixed.
Venus will take a look at the sponsor's seat first, the Yaoshi representative's seat is over there.
Jiang Shuo had only been here once, but he couldn't help but look at it. He couldn't tell what he was looking forward to, since Jiang Shuo and Lin Jiu didn't look alike at all.
Xia Xingchen sometimes felt that he was looking at him because he wanted to dispel some thoughts and end the relationship.
Because Mr. Jiang really doesn't look like his brother at all.
But if Jiang Shuo didn't come, he wouldn't be able to smash the bubble he created in the arena he called his dream.
And after the game, the unshakable phone call made him think again and again that the person on the other end of the phone was really Lin Jiu.
Naturally, Jiang Shuo didn't come this time, he was in the susceptible period.
On the sponsor's seat was a middle-aged Alpha man who looked a little familiar. Xia Xingchen took his eyes off him as soon as he fell over, and it was no different from every game in the past three years.
Now we are playing eight to four, and the opposing team doesn’t know whether it’s because of the psychological pressure or because they haven’t practiced well during this period of time. They made several mistakes frequently, and when they were about to score an embarrassing 0-3, Coach Zhang frowned before the start. He coughed heavily several times.
So Cheng Shen and the others understood and gave way.
This is not considered a match-fixing match. Firstly, it is not a match against a foreign team. Secondly, the outcome of this situation is already obvious. If the dominant side does not give in, it will be said that there is no competitive spirit.
After a few minutes of post-match interviews, Xia Xingchen originally wanted to hide and let Cheng Shen deal with it alone, but the teacher from the official preparation team chased him to the rest room.
...that's pretty fucked up.
Xia Xingchen took off his team uniform as soon as he entered the lounge, his sleeves were rolled up to his elbows, and he was bending over to take a bottle of mineral water. When the door was opened and someone came behind him, he didn't realize it, so he just looked back in this posture.
Seeing the camera, I unconsciously blinked twice, not quite understanding what this operation was.
Qing Tuan got close to him, looked at the camera and stared at the stars, his expression changed, he walked quickly to his side, stretched out his hand and grabbed the hem of Xia Xingchen's sweater, pulled it down, lowered his voice and whispered in his ear : "You didn't wear autumn clothes today?"
It is not an exaggeration for Xia Xingchen to say that he wraps himself in a snowball when winter comes, but he always wears light clothes when playing games. Today he only wore a hooded sweater under his team uniform when he went out. The air conditioner was turned on all the way, and when I took off my coat at this time, I looked extraordinarily thin.
The position of the camera just after entering the door, if Qingtuan has the right experience, it will almost be able to capture the star's abs.
... The free benefits mean that I don't know how many fans will lick the screen.
Cheng Shen went to deal with the interview, Xia Xingchen raised his head and took a sip of water, picked up the team uniform and put it on again, sat and played with his mobile phone while waiting for the captain to finish the interview and go back together.
It's a pity that after playing for a while, the camera came to his face.
Xia Xingchen raised his eyebrows, and looked up at Cheng Shen, who smiled helplessly.
Xia Xingchen couldn't help but sighed secretly in his heart, put away his phone and sat up straight, putting on a business smile.
The interviewing teacher was a Beta woman, and her words were gentle. The whole process was about the game just now, and she didn't ask too sharp questions. As for the usual trash talk, she didn't guide them to say it.
Xia Xingchen randomly picked out a few trivial questions and answered them, and then wanted to make a conclusion, but the young lady said, "Mr. Xia, before we interviewed you, we asked questions about recruiting fans on the Internet. Could you please answer them?"
Xia Xingchen was speechless, the camera is here, can he say it's inconvenient?
"Ask," he said.
The young lady smiled, inexplicably a little shy and shy: "It's like this, everyone noticed that you started a live broadcast a few days ago..."
Xia Xingchen: "..."
It's over, is the coach there? He's going to die.
"About the requirements for choosing a spouse, is it convenient for you to disclose in detail?" The interviewer paused, and then smiled: "Because we have received thousands of emails and voice messages from fans, all of which are always...applied for your partner. of."
Xia Xingchen: "..."
The invincible Star God seldom rolled his Adam's apple in shock, and looked at Zhang Ping innocently.
He didn't want to either, people came to find him.
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I'm writing the second update, I'm writing, I'm writing
It's too arrogant. On the first day of the playoffs, they didn't train hard at home, so they went to live broadcast to seek marriage?
Do you want to pass the handle to the opponent?
In this case, most people watch SQG jokes. As long as Xia Xingchen makes a slight mistake in the subsequent games, he will be pulled out of the live broadcast to flog his corpse. It is too easy to black him out.
And Cheng Shen was able to fool around with him.
It was rare for Zhang Ping to go home once a month. He had just checked his daughter's homework last night, and the dizziness hadn't gone away. He turned around and received a link from his former comrades-in-arms. He was almost so angry that he drove back to the base in the middle of the night to teach Xia Xingchen a lesson.
But anger is anger, this kind of single practice is not a serious lesson, just let him remember it long, after all, Venus is the most talented and self-motivated player he has taught for so many years, but...
The dinner was delivered by Aunt Sun. There is a small room next to the training room of the first team on the third floor. There is a dining table, a refrigerator, and a microwave oven. It serves as their dining room and storage room. After eating, Zhang Ping patted Xia Xingchen on the back: "Come out here." .”
Xia Xingchen was still watching the game recording while eating. There were two games today, and the first team to advance had already come out. SQG hadn't confronted them. He wanted to study the tactics first, so as not to make any mistakes when the time came.
When Professor Zhang called him, he had been chewing that veggie for about 2 minutes. Hearing this, he quickly swallowed it, took out a piece of tissue paper and wiped his mouth. Seeing that Zhang Ping had gone out again, he turned around and opened the refrigerator to take out the bottle. Coke opened the lid and took a sip before going out to find him.
Zhang Ping frowned, the air pressure in his body was a little low, Xia Xingchen was startled, and then laughed: "What's the matter, Teacher Zhang? I shouldn't be bad at playing this afternoon, right?"
Zhang Ping glanced at his hand, but his words froze for a while and he didn't make a sound.
This kid is particularly afraid of the cold. In winter, as long as there is someone in the training room, the air conditioner has never been turned off. As a result, what he drank after eating was iced Coke. Zhang Ping couldn't understand it.
In winter, Ice Coke is served for hot meals. Do you want to have diarrhea?
He frowned, staring at the can of cold drink that was still fizzing in Xia Xingchen's hand, his eyes flicked to his wrist covered by his clothes.
After looking back and forth two or three times, he asked, "What happened to your hand?"
Xia Xingchen was slightly stunned, took a sip of Coke, and almost subconsciously glanced sideways at the restaurant.
Zhang Ping was sure that there were some uncontrollable problems, otherwise he shouldn't care about his teammates' sight.
Xia Xingchen smiled at Zhang Ping after finding that no one followed him, "It's a little problem, I'll watch it after the fight."
"Have you seen it?" Zhang Ping's voice became hoarse unconsciously, and his nervousness overflowed.
"I've seen it before I went to Finland." Xia Xingchen waved his hands indifferently, and switched the can to the other side to hold the top half: "It's just a little tenosynovitis, it's not a big problem."
Professionals have some problems more or less, the most feared is problems with the lumbar spine and spine, which is easy to get, but it is not the most difficult to cure.
It's just that Xia Xingchen acted too calmly, and Zhang Ping didn't know whether to believe it or not.
He looked at Xia Xingchen suspiciously, and said in a deep voice, "Are you lying?"
Xia Xingchen raised his eyebrows: "Why should I lie to you?"
"Then why did you dismiss the captain so easily?" Zhang Ping asked again.
Xia Xingchen was immediately amused, and asked him, "Didn't it be arranged by the team?"
His reason is very clear.
It was arranged by the team, that's why he wasn't the captain, so now he has to turn around and ask him why he agreed to the adjustment so easily.
Zhang Ping actually knew that he was asking some logical questions, but it was hard for him not to think in detail.
It was because it was so logical that he had to suspect that Xia Xingchen agreed without any hesitation. In fact, to some extent, this arrangement was in his favor.
As for why?
Is it because he is tired and doesn't want to take on such a big responsibility, or there are other reasons, Zhang Ping is hard to say, sometimes it is difficult for him to see whether his ace player is perfunctory or serious.
Cheng Shen came out after eating, and picked up the empty can in Xia Xingchen's hand as he passed by: "Coach, let the stars come back early, you've been training people all afternoon."
"My motherfucker is also called Xun?!" Zhang Ping got angry immediately, and retorted Cheng Shen.
Cheng Shen smiled: "What? Is it reasonable for you to be biased?"
Zhang Ping: "..."
This coach can't go on.
He waved his hand: "Go back to training, don't start the live broadcast."
Xia Xingchen smiled and agreed to go back, Cheng Shen walked beside him, sat back in his seat and asked, "What's wrong?"
"It's okay." Xia Xingchen shook his head, "I guess Teacher Zhang is not satisfied with the bad game this afternoon, so I'll practice again."
This is nonsense. The whole team knows that the coach is most satisfied with Venus. To others, even if he is a star player with millions of fans, if he makes a mistake, he will still play the clip of the game error on the screen in the lobby on the first floor for public execution. To Xia Xingchen even Saying "what's the matter with you" is considered serious.
How could he be singled out for training because he didn't play well.
But Xia Xingchen deliberately concealed it, and Cheng Shen would not pursue it.
In the next few days, things went smoothly within the team. On the fifth day of the playoffs, it was finally SQG's turn.
They had the home court advantage, and they were the champion team. The enthusiasm was unprecedentedly high, and there were even more people watching the game than the opening day of the first day.
Xia Xingchen casually put a small piece of bread on the field before going on stage, took a sip of water, and when he sat in the chair lined up by the competition side, he took out his keyboard and unconsciously froze for a second.
It was the one he didn't return to Jiang Shuo.
He suddenly remembered that during Jiang Shuo's susceptible period, he really had to participate in a game, and ran out while Jiang Shuo was asleep.
In fact, this is a prerequisite that is difficult to achieve. Mr. Jiang's sensitive period is different from ordinary people, and it is difficult for Xia Xingchen to make any moves to escape under his nose.
That time, after feeding the man and obediently lying down to sleep, Xia Xingchen dragged his exhausted body out of the gate.
For a time, Xia Xingchen couldn't understand Jiang Shuo's...discriminatory feelings towards professional players.
It may be inaccurate to say emotion, it is simply this person's view of e-sports.
If he doesn't support it, he does allocate a large amount of money from Yaoshi's turnover to SQG's operations every year; but if he supports it, he hardly comes to meetings, regardless of the club's operating conditions, and he doesn't care Which players will the team sign, and who will change jobs?
He just signs the money.
The most obvious thing was that he didn't support Xia Xingchen's path at all.
But this person gave him a very exquisite keyboard in a very contradictory way.
Xia Xingchen felt that he hadn't been sure about him in the past three years.
Mr. Jiang is as arrogant and conceited as every Alpha in this world, but he is as fragile and naive as a child who lacks love.
He can always relax before the critical point of making Xia Xingchen angry, and give him a reason to continue the relationship.
After installing the keyboard and mouse, Xia Xingchen tested it for a while, then let go of his hands, and looked up habitually at the auditorium.
He used to do the same thing. Every time before the game, he would glance at the audience. At first, he simply looked at the fans who supported him. Later, his gaze would be fixed.
Venus will take a look at the sponsor's seat first, the Yaoshi representative's seat is over there.
Jiang Shuo had only been here once, but he couldn't help but look at it. He couldn't tell what he was looking forward to, since Jiang Shuo and Lin Jiu didn't look alike at all.
Xia Xingchen sometimes felt that he was looking at him because he wanted to dispel some thoughts and end the relationship.
Because Mr. Jiang really doesn't look like his brother at all.
But if Jiang Shuo didn't come, he wouldn't be able to smash the bubble he created in the arena he called his dream.
And after the game, the unshakable phone call made him think again and again that the person on the other end of the phone was really Lin Jiu.
Naturally, Jiang Shuo didn't come this time, he was in the susceptible period.
On the sponsor's seat was a middle-aged Alpha man who looked a little familiar. Xia Xingchen took his eyes off him as soon as he fell over, and it was no different from every game in the past three years.
Now we are playing eight to four, and the opposing team doesn’t know whether it’s because of the psychological pressure or because they haven’t practiced well during this period of time. They made several mistakes frequently, and when they were about to score an embarrassing 0-3, Coach Zhang frowned before the start. He coughed heavily several times.
So Cheng Shen and the others understood and gave way.
This is not considered a match-fixing match. Firstly, it is not a match against a foreign team. Secondly, the outcome of this situation is already obvious. If the dominant side does not give in, it will be said that there is no competitive spirit.
After a few minutes of post-match interviews, Xia Xingchen originally wanted to hide and let Cheng Shen deal with it alone, but the teacher from the official preparation team chased him to the rest room.
...that's pretty fucked up.
Xia Xingchen took off his team uniform as soon as he entered the lounge, his sleeves were rolled up to his elbows, and he was bending over to take a bottle of mineral water. When the door was opened and someone came behind him, he didn't realize it, so he just looked back in this posture.
Seeing the camera, I unconsciously blinked twice, not quite understanding what this operation was.
Qing Tuan got close to him, looked at the camera and stared at the stars, his expression changed, he walked quickly to his side, stretched out his hand and grabbed the hem of Xia Xingchen's sweater, pulled it down, lowered his voice and whispered in his ear : "You didn't wear autumn clothes today?"
It is not an exaggeration for Xia Xingchen to say that he wraps himself in a snowball when winter comes, but he always wears light clothes when playing games. Today he only wore a hooded sweater under his team uniform when he went out. The air conditioner was turned on all the way, and when I took off my coat at this time, I looked extraordinarily thin.
The position of the camera just after entering the door, if Qingtuan has the right experience, it will almost be able to capture the star's abs.
... The free benefits mean that I don't know how many fans will lick the screen.
Cheng Shen went to deal with the interview, Xia Xingchen raised his head and took a sip of water, picked up the team uniform and put it on again, sat and played with his mobile phone while waiting for the captain to finish the interview and go back together.
It's a pity that after playing for a while, the camera came to his face.
Xia Xingchen raised his eyebrows, and looked up at Cheng Shen, who smiled helplessly.
Xia Xingchen couldn't help but sighed secretly in his heart, put away his phone and sat up straight, putting on a business smile.
The interviewing teacher was a Beta woman, and her words were gentle. The whole process was about the game just now, and she didn't ask too sharp questions. As for the usual trash talk, she didn't guide them to say it.
Xia Xingchen randomly picked out a few trivial questions and answered them, and then wanted to make a conclusion, but the young lady said, "Mr. Xia, before we interviewed you, we asked questions about recruiting fans on the Internet. Could you please answer them?"
Xia Xingchen was speechless, the camera is here, can he say it's inconvenient?
"Ask," he said.
The young lady smiled, inexplicably a little shy and shy: "It's like this, everyone noticed that you started a live broadcast a few days ago..."
Xia Xingchen: "..."
It's over, is the coach there? He's going to die.
"About the requirements for choosing a spouse, is it convenient for you to disclose in detail?" The interviewer paused, and then smiled: "Because we have received thousands of emails and voice messages from fans, all of which are always...applied for your partner. of."
Xia Xingchen: "..."
The invincible Star God seldom rolled his Adam's apple in shock, and looked at Zhang Ping innocently.
He didn't want to either, people came to find him.
qaq
The author has something to say: Xing Xing: I didn’t know it would happen, I’m so innocent~
I'm writing the second update, I'm writing, I'm writing
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