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Xiao Zeyang feels that he seems to be in bad luck recently, committing crimes against villains, and especially against villains that he can't even afford to offend.
When Jing Fan forcibly pulled him back to play the third game, Xiao Zeyang had gradually begun to feel that his mentality had gradually become an extremely strange calmness from the initial explosion.
Calmly sit down again.
Enter the game calmly.
Face the line calmly.
Being beaten peacefully.
Xiao Zeyang has almost written the word calm in every pore of his body, so that he now looks a little stunned.
Xiao Zeyang is not stupid, and he knows very well in his heart that if he wants to seize this opportunity to become a true e-sports player, the most important thing is to adjust his ups and downs first. .
An unstable mentality is a common problem among almost all new e-sports players. They have not been tempered by the league's mechanism and trolls from all walks of life to make them invulnerable, so their mentality is always easy to collapse.
Unsurprisingly, Jing Fan won the third round. Xiao Zeyang's Vayne was blocked in the corner by Jing Fan's Vel'Koz using R skills and sprayed to death.
After that, I saw Jing Fan quit the game and write something in the notebook beside him. While writing, he would occasionally raise his head to glance at the computer.
It should be something the coach asked to record after the trial training, but Xiao Zeyang no longer cares. Although Xiao Zeyang's damage was one or two hundred higher than Jing Fan in the third game, it was no longer enough to make him feel happy.
"Can I go?"
"What about the team competition?" Jing Fan did not look up at Xiao Zeyang when he was talking, he was still engrossed in writing.
Yes, there is also a team competition.
Xiao Zeyang, who was already standing at the door, slapped his forehead.
It always felt like a century had passed since he played these three games with Jing Fan, so long that he had completely forgotten that there was still a team match to play.
"You hit me," Jing Fan stood up after writing the last few words, picked up the phone on the table and put it back into his pocket, "I'm avoiding him."
Xiao Zeyang didn't say a word and took it as acquiescence.
He actually doesn¡¯t object to playing games in front of others, but if that person is Jing Fan, then it¡¯s a different matter.
¡°After all, after today¡¯s trial training, Xiao Zeyang finally had a new understanding of Jing Fan, ¡°Fuck the aloof man Jing, he is just a wretched pretender¡±.
****
After Jing Fan left the training room, he went directly to Coach He's office.
Coach He said before that he was going to meet a few guests today. Calculating the time, he should have left by now.
When Jing Fan entered the office, he saw He Weiming bending over to clear away the disposable paper cups on the coffee table, which must have been used by the guests just now. There were two more cigarette butts that had been squeezed out in the ashtray.
He Weiming himself does not smoke, so as long as he is not receiving guests, the ashtray on the coffee table will always be clean.
"Hey, isn't this our Jing Mengmeng, off work?" He Weiming said with a smile as he threw the paper cup into the wastebasket.
"Why don't you go to the reception room?" Jing Fan ignored He Weiming's words, which could be regarded as a protest against the nickname "Jing Mengmeng", "The windows are not open either."
"We just turned on the air conditioner," He Weiming said, "the living room looks very open to the public."
Jing Fan didn¡¯t say a word, and poured out the ash and cigarette butts from the ashtray on the table, and then flushed them with water.
"How was the trial training?" He Weiming straightened up and put down his rolled-up sleeves, "You didn't bully me, did you?"
""
"Yes," seeing Jing Fan's reaction, He Weiming couldn't help but smile and sat on his seat, with a knowing look on his face, "How did you get bullied? Kneel down three times in a row?"
"" Jing Fan wiped the water on the ashtray with a paper towel and put it back.
"Actually, it's normal." He Weiming smacked his lips, took a portfolio from the table and handed it to Jing Fan, "To tell you the truth, my guest just now is the manager of the hhg team, and he asked me to learn about Xiao Zeyang If you feel that the training situation in the youth training department is not good, transfer Xiao Zeyang to hhg before he has even played on the court, they are asking a high price."
"Whatever," Jing Fan didn't even think about picking up the file that He Weiming extended. He smiled at He Weiming and said, "Just don't regret it in the future."If you complete it successfully, you might end up wasting a flash.
Calculating this, this should be the first time Xiao Zeyang has successfully won a kill through this operation. Before, either he failed to connect to the second stage Q, or the jungler's cooperation was not in place.
¡°I¡¯m really awesome, really awesome, really awesome, really awesome¡±
Xiao Zeyang sang the two lines above with the chorus melody of "Golden Cudgel", while shaking his head and snapping his fingers a few times. He looked intoxicated and was about to let himself go completely, when suddenly Jing Fan opened the door and came in.
As the singing stopped suddenly, the two people looked at each other awkwardly.
"" Jing Fan hesitated for a while at the door and pointed at the record book on the table over there, "I forgot to take something"
""
Xiao Zeyang felt his face turn red instantly. Saying something means nothing, and not saying anything means nothing.
"That" Jing Fan held the record book in his hand, turned around and looked at Xiao Zeyang, hesitant to speak, but finally pointed to the southwest corner, "There are cameras in the training room"
"oh¡¡"
Xiao Zeyang tried his best to look calm, staring at the game that was still going on on the screen. His disconnected thoughts made him a little confused about where to go now. His mind was full of "Why the fuck are there cameras? Where are the cameras?" Here comes the camera!¡±
I was so panicked that I even forgot to insert the two real eyes I just bought.
"After the game, go to Coach He's office on the fourth floor. He will look for you." Before leaving, Jing Fan reminded Xiao Zeyang.
"good¡¡"
Xiao Zeyang sat with his pen pointed straight, stared at the screen and nodded seriously.
"Then go on" Jing Fan followed Xiao Zeyang's example and snapped his fingers twice, and finally clenched his fists, "Come on."
Boom!
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