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"I've been to the top of the mountain and I've been to the bottom of the valley, and I've learned a lot from both."

This is the sentence that the media has used the most when referring to CO recently. It is not only a line of a hero, but also a summary and summary of the two seasons and the past year of CO.

If it is said that winning the German Cup and the [-]-game winning streak in the spring split gave them confidence, then the losing streak in the summer split taught them a lesson, allowing this offensive-oriented team to learn how to Facing headwinds.

The LPL No.17 summer regular season came to an end, and CO finally entered the playoffs with the third place in the Western Conference.

According to the alliance arrangement, after the end of the regular season, there will be a ten-day offseason for the playoff teams to rest.

"These ten days can't be wasted! You know...I've applied for a postponement with the platform for the live broadcast. You will practice hard for me at the end of this month and concentrate on practicing. Do you hear me? Take all other thoughts away and ask Practice results! Practice results!" Early in the offseason, the manager pulled out his small speaker and called people up for a sports meeting. It was as if he had been beaten, except for a red turban on his head. up.

"Wake up, wake up!" The manager poked a finger at the dozing Xia Yun's face fiercely, reprimanded, "What time is it? Ah? Look at the time! When is it time to sleep, others are starting to sleep?" Once you are ranked, you will know how to sleep!"

Xia Yun yawned and looked at him with tears in her eyes, "I'm wronged, brother, it's only 08:30, and we didn't go to sleep until two o'clock in the queue... Besides, who would let it go at this point?" Get up and play ranking if you don't sleep..."

"What happened at 08:30?" The manager asked back, "The ancients said that the plan for a day is in the morning, so the training is the same. What's wrong with getting up early, tell me?"

Xia Yun: ...

The manager closed his voice, and looked around the other people, and precisely locked on a small jungler who quietly closed his eyes. He took two steps towards Nan Yu, and raised his hand to pat him on the shoulder. was stopped.

"Hush." ​​Fang Bei glanced at Nan Yu who was leaning on his shoulder, shook his head lightly, and said in a low voice, "Let him sleep a little longer."

"..." The manager stared at him for a while, waved his hands helplessly, and said in a compromise, "Half an hour, I'll come back later."

After speaking, he walked out of the training room with his hands behind his back, and closed the door without looking back.

Xia Yun and the others quickly lay down on the sofa, and raced against the clock to get back to sleep.

Fang Bei and Nan Yu were squeezed together on a single sofa and couldn't lie down. He simply hugged Nan Yu and changed his position, letting Nan Yu's upper body rest on his lap, and his legs rested on the armrest of the sofa.

Nan Yu should be extremely sleepy, she didn't wake up after being tormented by him, and fell asleep obediently in his arms.

Fang Bei looked amused, and smiled when he heard his steady breathing, and then lazily leaned on the back of the sofa to doze off.

The curtains in the training room are all high-strength blackout curtains. When the curtains are closed in the clear sky and daytime, it is like midnight. But now it seems that the auntie deliberately left some space for ventilation when cleaning. The summer morning sun shines in through the gaps in the curtains. A moderately large spot of light just fell on Nan Yu's face.

Nan Yu frowned in her sleep, turned over and buried her face in the "pillow" beside her.

Nan Yu thought in a daze.

...The bed seems a little hard today.

Comrade Fang Bei didn't know that he was rejected, so he subconsciously tightened his arms.

After waiting for half an hour, the manager and Coach Tang pushed open the door of the training room together, and this was the scene they saw.

Four bachelors lay on the sofa in a haphazard manner and fell asleep until they fell into a coma. The two junglers slept intimately on the sofa by the window, exuding the sour smell of love all over their bodies.

The single middle-aged manager took a deep breath, stepped forward and began to beat the mandarin ducks.

Another single, middle-aged Coach Tang rubbed his forehead, and leaned helplessly against the door to wait for their quarrel to end.

"I'll count to three," the manager walked to the sofa and said calmly, "I haven't been sober to clean the toilet for a week."

"one."

Everyone: Zzzz

"two."

Crowd: ...

"three……"

Before the manager finished speaking, he saw that his team members sat up with their chests up and raised their heads like clockwork. Nan Yu also bumped into Fang Bei because of too much movement, and now they are covering their heads one by one Rubbing his chin, he couldn't laugh or cry.

The manager nodded in satisfaction, "This action is still possible, and I will follow Brother Tang's arrangements for the rest."

The manager told them a few more words not to be lazy, so he let them go and left the training room.

Coach Tang suppressed a smile and closed the door, and waved his hand casually, "It's all right, don't pretend to be sleepy, right?"

Several people responded weakly in unison: "Sleepy..."

"Lie down and listen first if you're sleepy." Coach Tang pulled up the gaming chair and sat beside them, and said with a smile, "I'm awake anyway, so let's get down to business."

Nan Yu was still sitting in Fang Bei's arms, and when she heard that she was about to get up and sit in another place, Fang Bei suddenly took a deep breath, "Hiss—"

"What's wrong bro?" Nan Yu hurriedly turned her head and asked him with concern.

"Your little head is too hard, and your jaw is almost broken by me." Fang Bei was miserable, rubbing his chin while raising his face to show him that it was indeed blushing, but he didn't know Was it hit red or rubbed red by him.

Nan Yu rubbed the top of her head guiltily, forgetting about changing seats, and muttered, "I'm sorry..."

"You kiss me once and it won't hurt anymore," Fang Bei said.

"..." Nan Yu blushed, turned her head dryly and pretended not to hear.

"Ahem." Coach Tang cleared his throat, "That jungler surnamed Fang over there, let's go for a while, don't make small talk."

"Good coach, no problem coach." Fang Bei said sternly, "I'll make small talk with this jungler named Nan after you finish speaking."

Nan Yu: ...

Coach Tang smiled and made a slapping gesture, "Just count your thick skin... Okay, let's get down to business, let's discuss the playoffs."

The CO is no stranger to the word playoffs. Ever since Fang Bei led the CO to rise, they have never missed the playoffs, but often the results are disappointing. The runner-up is more of the semi-finals, or even the first round of the playoffs.

Even the confident Spring Split failed to achieve satisfactory results.

"The place in the finals must be fought for, after all, it only happens once a year." Coach Tang said slowly, "I think everyone here knows the rules for the first, second and third seeds. You can win the championship or rely on points. Or play a bubbling match."

"Everyone prepares for the worst in advance. If we fail to get the first two opportunities and can only play the bubbling match, then according to the points, we have a high probability that we will not be the defenders, so it is either a series of twos or a series of threes. I don’t need to tell you about the difficulty, you all know it, right?”

"Let's talk about the No. 3 seed we won by points. We are No.17 in the Spring Split. Only TG and TEPCO are ranked ahead of us by points. After a simple calculation, if we want to enter S[-] by points, we must meet at least three conditions. ...One of TG and TEPCO won the championship, and the other couldn't make it to the semi-finals in the playoffs...and, we have to go to the finals ourselves."

"Not to mention whether we can enter the finals, it is not realistic to rely on TG and TEPCO to fall to the quarterfinals."

"So..." Coach Tang smiled, "Let's strive for the No. [-] seed. The goal is to match the summer championship."

After a while of silence in the training room, Xia Yun silently raised her hand to speak, "Tang Jiao, we discussed this issue last month."

Coach Tang: ...

Coach Tang frowned, nodded calmly and said, "Very well, then we can start discussing the ten-day training plan."

Training actually pays attention to a step-by-step process. Even in preparation for the playoffs, the amount of training should not be suddenly increased, so the coaching team focused on tactical training this time.

"Do you know the advantages of rotation?" Coach Tang asked suddenly.

Nan Yu thought for a while, "Because the styles are different?"

"You're only half right." Coach Tang stretched out his right hand with a smile, palm facing up, "You and Fang Bei are like the palm and the back of a hand, with different rhythms and styles, right?"

Nan Yu blinked and nodded, "Yeah."

"Actually, it's not just you who think so. The opponents also feel this way after the rotation time is long. Gradually, they can get used to your differences and find ways to deal with them. They will pay more attention to the advantages of the lineup." Coach Tang paused after speaking, and suddenly turned his palms with the backs of his hands facing up, "Then we will completely overturn their impressions and catch him by surprise."

Nan Yu froze for a moment, looked at Fang Bei, and said tentatively, "What does the coach mean, let me and brother play different styles?"

"Bingo." Coach Tang snapped his fingers, "What do you two think?"

Fang Bei spread his hands, "Listen to the coach's arrangement."

Nan Yu hesitated a little, and after being quiet for a while, she said uncertainly, "I can try, but... I don't know if I can do it to my brother's level."

Coach Tang waited for them to nod, and smiled with satisfaction after getting an affirmative answer, "This is not easy. In the training match tonight, you two will use each other's numbers to play a game and see if they can detect it."

The coach told the two of them separately about some things to pay attention to, and after arranging today's training schedule, they left the training room.

Nan Yu digested the news for a while, and it took a long time to realize that she had been sitting on Fang Bei, stood up like an electric shock, and was picked up halfway by Fang Bei with the speed of grabbing a dragon, and smiled softly, "I have been sitting for so long I just remembered? Huh? My sense of existence is a little low, isn’t it?”

His voice was not loud at first, but he couldn't keep the training room quiet, and the other four people listened to him. For a while, several single teammates looked at them without saying a word.

Song Lian didn't sleep well in the morning, and he didn't speak calmly as usual, so he rubbed his brows to hurt him, "Fang Bei, can you show some face, is the training room such a sacred place for you to show your affection?"

Fang Bei put his chin on Nan Yu's shoulder generously, smiled, and mocked, "That can't compare to the story of your love for a certain champion jungler that has been spread all over Hanbok."

Song Lian suddenly fell silent, his face changed from white to black, his eyebrows were twisted enough to kill a mosquito.

"Too lazy to have a baby with you." Song Lian gritted his teeth, got up and walked outside, "Brush your teeth and wash your face, come down to train!"

Nan Yu watched the captain leave blankly, and asked Fang Bei, "What's wrong with him?"

The smiles held back by the other three finally broke out after Song Lian's figure disappeared, Jiang Jiayi was especially exaggerated, he was out of breath laughing while pounding the sofa.

Fang Bei was already leaning on Nan Yu's shoulder, but now that Nan Yu tilted his head, he pouted lightly and kissed Nan Yu's lips.

Nan Yu opened his eyes wide and pushed him away, complaining softly, "Brother!"

"Shh." Fang Bei comforted him, "No one saw it."

"That's not okay, this is the training room." Nan Yu resolutely retorted.

Fang Bei stared at him twice, smiled mysteriously, and leaned into Nan Yu's ear, "When we have a chance, let's try playing in the training room..."

"Hiss—" Fang Bei rubbed his chin in pain, looking helplessly at Nan Yu who jumped up and sat down in his seat, with a bit of regret, "...there will definitely be a chance."

The author has something to say: Keep, a man whose description cannot be separated from the champion jungler.

Song Lian, a man who is usually indifferent and paralyzed, explodes when he meets Keep.

Fang Bei, a man who thinks about playing with Nan Yu all day long.

Nan Yu, a man who gradually developed resistance to Fang Bei's shameless scale.

The training room, a place that may be played at any time.