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There was almost no suspense about Xiao Zeyang's loss in this qualifying match, and there were many factors that contributed to this result: such as the ad who was so good at picking up blood, such as the mid laner who was always leading the lane crazily and not participating in the team, such as the mysterious and mysterious mid laner. Jing Fan and the sudden camera
If Xiao Zeyang can overcome the first two factors by relying on his own strength and actively communicating with his teammates, then the last one can be said to be a pure force majeure similar to earthquakes, tsunamis, and landslides.
It¡¯s not easy for me, the King of Heaven, to do that.
And to some extent, its effects seem to be more serious than the natural disasters listed above If you are not careful, it may cause a lifelong psychological shadow, so that every night after that, in the dead of night, Whenever Xiao Zeyang thinks of this incident, he might be so embarrassed that he can't breathe.
After watching the animation of the blue crystal exploding at his door on the screen, Xiao Zeyang stood up expressionlessly, opened the door and went out without even quitting the game.
He walked all the way to Coach He¡¯s office, which Jing Fan had just told him about, and knocked on the door. Xiao Zeyang dared to push the door open when he heard someone inside saying "Please come in."
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When he entered the office, Xiao Zeyang saw Coach He watering the flowers on the window sill, holding a small Watermelon Taro kettle in his hand. When he saw Xiao Zeyang coming in, he smiled and pointed to the chair by the window for him to sit down.
The atmosphere of this kind of conversation is completely acceptable to Xiao Zeyang. It feels like Xiao Zeyang can tolerate it as long as he doesn't sit on the sofa with a black face and ask him why he danced in the training room just now.
"Hey Zeyang, hand me the scissors on the table." Before Xiao Zeyang could sit firmly, the coach suddenly said, "There is a branch here that needs to be pruned"
"Coach, you are really free." This sentence was stuck in Xiao Zeyang's throat like a fish bone, unable to go up or come down.
In Xiao Zeyang's impression, Mo Yongsheng, the coach of their youth training department, looks exactly the same every day. He is busy jumping up and down, participating in online and offline competitions in non-professional leagues in various clubs. He has to participate. Basically, the busiest time is only 24 hours a day.
And now looking at the coaches in the league, the contrast is too stark.
Xiao Zeyang absently handed him the scissors that He Weiming had just asked for, and his eyes unconsciously glanced at the pots of succulents placed next to the potted plants. They looked like lotus flowers and were a little red.
"What are you doing? Do you think I'm too idle?" He Weiming took the scissors and asked Xiao Zeyang with a smile.
No matter how low Xiao Zeyang's emotional intelligence is, when faced with this situation, he knows that there is no second option except shaking his head and saying no.
"This potted plant actually belongs to President Feng of our club, and he said that he would leave it to me to take care of," He Weiming said as he carefully cut it twice. "It happened that I had nothing to do during the offseason, so I went to get it."
Xiao Zeyang said nothing, waiting for He Weiming to continue.
"Mr. Feng said that he spent more than 100,000 yuan to buy this potted plant, but he never took good care of it, so it lost all its shape. But in fact, I don't think it was worth the price in the first place," He Weiming sighed as he said it. , "I'm afraid I won't be able to save him, I just mess with it and come back in a few days"
Xiao Zeyang listened expressionlessly, but his heart became turbulent.
One stone stirred up a thousand waves. Just after He Weiming said the words "go back", Xiao Zeyang suddenly thought of the gangster brother who was the best at making puns in the Hong Kong movies he had watched before.
Just like He Weiming now, on the surface he is talking about potted plants, but in fact he might be a metaphor for Xiao Zeyang himself
It's not that Xiao Zeyang has many roles, after all, he really doesn't understand He Weiming. When I saw him at the celebration banquet, I thought he was just an older single young man who devoted himself to studying e-sports. Even Shen Zheng had described him this way before, But now it sounds like this person is not as simple as imagined
Xiao Zeyang didn't speak, and he didn't know what to say. At this moment, he had subconsciously felt that He Weiming must have watched his amazing performance during the trial training through the monitoring equipment, which was embarrassing.
"How did you feel about the trial training just now?"
This question was something Xiao Zeyang had expected a long time ago. Along the way, he had also thought about how to answer it so that it would not be enough.?He is also very objective and leaves a good impression on the coach.
It¡¯s just what He Weiming said just now
"Just" Xiao Zeyang's eyes began to look around as he spoke, and he was so flustered that he didn't know where to look, let alone what he should say now.
"Jingshen is very powerful"
It is both perfunctory and not objective.
This is the final answer that Xiao Zeyang thought about all the way.
He Weiming laughed out loud as soon as he heard this answer. He put the scissors aside and turned to look at Xiao Zeyang. He tilted his head and asked him: "Are you nervous?"
"Well" This time Xiao Zeyang nodded honestly.
"I feel like your tongue is almost tied," He Weiming smiled and patted Xiao Zeyang's shoulder, "It's nothing to be nervous about, I can't eat you."
Then you really might as well just eat me Xiao Zeyang couldn't help but think to himself after hearing this.
"I called you here just to inquire about your trial training. If there is no big problem, go back first and I will notify you tomorrow."
"Coach He."
"It felt like He Weiming was about to turn around to handle the potted plants again. Xiao Zeyang's tone of voice was unconsciously raised slightly, as if he was trying hard to attract He Weiming's attention.
Sure enough, He Weiming's eyes turned to him again.
"Coach He, if I fail the trial training, you don't have to waste time to notify me"
Coach He was stunned for a moment when he heard this, then nodded with a smile and said, "Okay."
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When Xiao Zeyang walked out of the Mag Club building, it was already past six o'clock in the afternoon. He took out his mobile phone and glanced at WeChat. His eyes stayed on the profile picture of a kitten for a long time.
This kitten avatar sent him nearly twenty messages in one afternoon. The contents are summarized as follows:
Is the interview over? ! How about it! ? Have you met Jing Fan? ? Call me back when it's over!
Xiao Zeyang hesitated for a while, and finally made the voice call.
More than twenty seconds later, the call was connected, and a crisp female voice came from the receiver.
"Xiao Zeyang!?"
The girl was very excited, and the sound of the keyboard was noisy.
But Xiao Zeyang could barely accept it.
"I'm out," Xiao Zeyang said as he walked towards the youth training building, "Why are you in the Internet cafe again?"
"Hey, I'm just idle. How are you doing? How was the trial training?!"
"Xiao Ru, let me tell you something," Xiao Zeyang rubbed his nose and took a deep breath, "I may not be able to pass the trial training."
Just as Xiao Zeyang expected before making this call, when Li Xiaoru heard this sentence, he fell into a long silence.
Xiao Zeyang didn't dare to guess what Li Xiaoru was thinking at this time. He could only stop and hold up the phone, waiting for Li Xiaoru to give him an answer.
"Are youseriously?" Li Xiaoru's voice was filled with obvious disappointment, like needles shining with cold light, which made Xiao Zeyang's heart ache.
"Kneeling four times in a row, there should be no hope"
Since this has already happened, Xiao Zeyang is not afraid to speak more directly.
As the saying goes, a dead pig is not afraid of boiling water.
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Li Xiaoru's silence made Xiao Zeyang panic. He had to find something to say What should he say?
"Then what you promised me before"
"That's impossible, Xiao Zeyang, don't even think about it." Li Xiaoru's attitude changed completely from when he first answered the phone. He turned around faster than turning the page in a book, "What I said at the beginning was that if you were After being selected as a starter, I promised to be with you, but now? Let alone a starter, you can't even be a substitute."
"Trash."
Li Xiaoru¡¯s words were heartbreaking. Although Xiao Zeyang felt aggrieved, he didn¡¯t know how to refute. Maybe he shouldn't have made this call just now, so he should have asked Li Xiaoru to wait wait until he was almost recovered enough to receive the second critical hit before making the call.
It¡¯s just that it¡¯s too late to say anything now.
Xiao Zeyang didn't remember what Li Xiaoru said after that. He didn't come back to his senses until she hung up the phone.
Qin Dong and Mao Weikun also asked him about the trial training situation on WeChat, and Guan Peng was probably discussing the rental period with the hng team, so they didn¡¯t have time to find him
Xiao Zeyang took a deep breath, calmed down and called Qin Dong.
"Hey brother! You're done!" Qin Dong's penetrating voice came from the phone.
"Um¡¡"
Xiao Zeyang bit his lower lip. Fortunately, it was Qin Dong. If he called his mother at this time, he might really cry.
Probably feeling that Xiao Zeyang's mood was not right, Qin Dong paused for a moment, holding back the "How do you feel?" that was already on his lips, and changed his words: "Go to Huangling Street for a drink tonight. ?¡±
"good."
As soon as Xiao Zeyang agreed, he suddenly remembered that he still had a live broadcast that had not been finished. He was about to change his mind and say no, but stopped again.
Forget it, fuck the live broadcast.
Xiao Zeyang raised his head: "Wait for me to go back and change clothes." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com)Zeyang took a deep breath, calmed down and called Qin Dong.
"Hey brother! You're done!" Qin Dong's penetrating voice came from the phone.
"Um¡¡"
Xiao Zeyang bit his lower lip. Fortunately, it was Qin Dong. If he called his mother at this time, he might really cry.
Probably feeling that Xiao Zeyang's mood was not right, Qin Dong paused for a moment, holding back the "How do you feel?" that was already on his lips, and changed his words: "Go to Huangling Street for a drink tonight. ?¡±
"good."
As soon as Xiao Zeyang agreed, he suddenly remembered that he still had a live broadcast that had not been finished. He was about to change his mind and say no, but stopped again.
Forget it, fuck the live broadcast.
Xiao Zeyang raised his head: "Wait for me to go back and change clothes." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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