League of Competitive Era

Chapter 67 Untitled
The time for entertainment is always so short, before you know it, it's already night.

Chen Mo stretched his waist, yawned and said, "That's all for today. It's boring to spend an afternoon and add an evening's food!"

They played a total of fifteen games, and each game was a crushing game. The average game time was only 10 minutes.

"Tch, who was killing so hard before? I don't remember you saying you were bored at that time." Qin Jie rolled his eyes speechlessly and complained.

On the other side, Li He smiled softly, and said happily: "That's all for today, let's double row together next time... Also, the game the day after tomorrow, you all work hard!"

After finishing speaking, he exited the game, leaving Chen Mo and Qin Jie alone in a daze.

Before the game, he played black with his opponent, and then cheered for his opponent after the game. How did he feel that Li He had the potential of a second-to-fifth kid.

"Maybe he doesn't care about the result of the game at all." Chen Mo thought silently in his heart.

Rubbing his neck, Chen Mo stood up from the gaming chair.

Sitting on a chair for more than ten hours in a row, no matter how strong your body is, you will inevitably feel back pain.

Professional players will more or less have some occupational diseases. It is no wonder that they are in good health after facing the computer and sitting for a long time.

Being a pro gamer isn't as glamorous as it looks to the outside world, as many might think.They just play the game and make millions every year.

But few people know that they train more than ten hours a day, and their lives are boring.

Therefore, if you want to wear a crown, you must bear its weight. Everything has two sides.

If time goes back to the past, Chen Mo will still choose to embark on the career path.

Although the training is boring and tiring, but when standing on the stage and enjoying the cheers of countless people, hard work seems not so important.

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After finishing the rank training, according to the usual practice, they have to conduct a daily summary.

Several players from Huaqing, including the coach and manager, sat together to discuss how to play the next game.

When Chen Mo and Qin Jie walked into the conference room, others were already waiting there.

"Ahem, well, everyone is here, let's start the meeting." Coach Xu coughed and said when he saw Chen Mo and the two coming in.

Today's meeting is to summarize the previous games and discuss how to beat their final opponent.

"Let me come first." Zhao Binjie volunteered to raise his hand.

"First of all, I played very badly in yesterday's game. I was suppressed during the laning phase, and I basically failed to achieve output results. In the game against Heshan, I will try my best to ensure that the bottom lane does not blow up..."

Then there is Townsend.

"In the previous game, although Chen Mo helped me establish an advantage, but he didn't expand the advantage, and he didn't support the other two teams in time. I will try my best in the game the day after tomorrow..."

Tang Sen frowned, looking very nervous.

Indeed, the match against Heshan put him under the greatest pressure.

The opponent is the most promising draft pick today, and he is just a freshman who has just touched the game.

Next, others summed up their shortcomings one after another, even Chen Mo was no exception.

Although he was the carry in the previous games, he also had problems.

As a jungler, Chen Mo believes in himself more than his teammates, which is why he often takes kills by himself and wants to carry himself.

Moreover, his style of play is too aggressive, and he often makes some risky moves. Although these risks are all successful, what if?
If you fail, the game is over.

Seeing that everyone had a clear understanding of him, Coach Xu showed a gratified expression on his face.

"For a freshman team, your performance is already very good, so don't have too much psychological pressure."

"That's right, that's right!" Manager Wang then added: "Don't forget, our initial goal was only the top eight. At this point, we have already overfulfilled the task."

Hearing what the coaches said, Tang Sen and Zhao Binjie breathed a sigh of relief, and felt less stressed.

"That's the end of the summary, let's talk about something happy."

Manager Wang took out six red envelopes from his pocket and distributed them to the six players.

Chen Mo took the red envelope and opened it to see that there was a thick stack of money inside.

"This is a reward from the school, [-] each, as a scholarship for your outstanding performance."

"Wow!!"

Tang Sen excitedly opened the red envelope, counted the money inside, and all the worries in his heart were instantly wiped away.

"1 yuan! How much delicious food can you buy!"

The others also looked happy, and put away the red envelopes one after another.

Only Shang Cheng hesitated, and put his red envelope on the table.

"I can't take this money. I basically didn't do anything in the entire college league. Let the money go to Chen Mo."

As the team's substitute jungler, Shang Cheng only played a few times in the group round robin. Although he played well in those few games, he did not attract the attention of the draft media.

So until now, Shang Cheng's draft ranking still hasn't entered the top [-].

But fortunately, the LSPL club that invited him to join before still did not give up recruiting him.

For Shang Cheng, Chen Mo felt very complicated.

If it wasn't for him, there would still be no problem for Shang Cheng to enter the top [-] in the draft.

But with his presence, Shang Cheng rarely had the opportunity to play. Even later, he basically never played again.

But this is the rule. Chen Mo is more powerful than him. When making a choice, Coach Xu must consider him first.

For the money Shang Cheng handed over, Chen Mo naturally would not accept it, and he pushed the money back.

"You take it yourself, even if you don't play, you are still a part of us, and you deserve the reward from the school."

Seeing this, other people also opened their mouths to dissuade.

Finally, Shang Cheng nodded, lowered his head and took the red envelope.

Seeing that everyone has accepted the money, Manager Wang clapped his hands: "Since the money has been accepted, we must work hard for the next competition. I assure you that if you win the final, the reward you will get is only There will be more, no less."

"There are red envelopes!"

"More rewards!"

"For the red envelope, we must win!"

The crowd cheered.

After the meeting, Manager Wang and the coaches all went to the dormitory, but Chen Mo left Tang Sen and the others behind. As the game was approaching, he felt that he should do something to ease the pressure on his teammates.

The five people sat together, Chen Mo propped his hands on the table, and said mysteriously: "Don't you think our previous game was too boring?"

The others look at me and I look at you, they have no idea what Chen Mo wants to do.

"Think about it, our previous game was too boring, why don't we make some gimmicks to make the game more interesting!"

"For example?" Everyone was full of curiosity.

Chen Mo stretched out his head and whispered something in everyone's ears.

"No, it's too messy, others will definitely think we are a group of gods!" Qin Jie shook his head and said.

Chen Mo patted the table, a smile appeared on his face: "It's such a happy decision!"

(End of this chapter)