To play is to win!

Every magician is a scholar with rich theories.

Mr. Guan Hong, a 21-year-old magician, certainly does not live in a vacuum.

Only the gender of the subject has changed.

The textbook selection area will be much narrower.

But it doesn't matter, stepping over the wall and going out is a vast new world.

In the process of broadening his horizons and enriching his theoretical posture, Guan Hong became more aware of his own pickiness.

Not just textbooks.

And lecturers.

Minsu Bunraku with a soft body is cute.

The fair-skinned Meisu Bunraku is masculine.

Even if he saw him blushing and couldn't help looking away, he still had to criticize in his heart: his voice was not as good as Su Wenle's.

Obviously never experienced anything.

But as experienced.

Stubborn as hell.

With the lights off in the attic, the atmosphere is dark and private.

He can do whatever he wants.

But within an hour, he knew almost all the routines.

The first step, the second step, and the third step, turned Su Wenle over and over in his mind, and completely evolved into what he thought was an indifferent ghost and beast general attacking money.

It's just that the feet are a little soft.

The adaptability that Guan Hong is proud of is fully reflected from life to competition.

He was clear-headed, and when he touched Su Wenle's short hair, he could still think: it feels good and soft, and the guys in the video are nothing compared to it.

He is well-dressed on the face, but full of beasts in his heart.

Who would have thought that he could smile lightly, and his mind was full of philosophical exchanges.

The mere "feed me" is no longer a wave he can't resist.

Perhaps only when Su Wenle took off his clothes on the spot, his whole body was red and his sensitive cheeks were red, and he panted and moaned in a low voice, "Feed me" could shake a new and old driver like him again.

"what."

"Ok?"

Su Wenle opened the client and found that Guan Hong beside him suddenly laughed.

In Su Wenle's pure and innocent eyes, Qinshou smiled softly and said, "I suddenly felt that maybe it would be interesting to use four tanks to fight battles later."

Guan Hong thought, fortunately, human thoughts are not transparent.

Otherwise, he will definitely be locked up as a pervert.

The integrity training team led by the perverted old driver started the first training in Nepal.

Since he wants to play an interesting four tanks, of course he can't break his promise.

However, as soon as he entered the hero selection interface in Nepal, Su Wenle took Zarya.

"I want to try, just one round."

High-intensity training matches show more shortcomings than usual ladders.

Su Wenle wanted to know how much worse he was than Guan Hong in the team.

"Row."

Guan Hong is happy to see the success.

Not to mention a round, Su Wenle wanted to take Zarya for a day, and he didn't even refute it.

"Then Li Qin dva, Zhang Si Winston." Fortunately, teammates have enough hero pools, Guan Hong is used as a practice hand, and he doesn't insist on winning.

So, he took out Roadhog.

"Four tanks."

Winston, dva, Zarya, Roadhog, a nondescript combination, with nondescript players, appeared on the snow in Nepal.

Zhou Anming twirled the ring on his ring finger, feeling extremely nervous.

"My friends, I just got married and finished my honeymoon. My hands are not warm yet. I'm under a lot of pressure when you play like this."

"Hmph." Lin Xiaoke turned around and changed to Moira, "Traitors are not worthy of sympathy, I'll take Moira."

How can a group of single dogs sympathize with a married old man.

No matter what Zhou Anming said, he couldn't wake up the love of his teammates who had gone far away, so he had to accept his fate and take out... Lucio.

"Dotan, right?" He dialed Lucio's hand-held loudspeaker, listening to the drum-beating music.

Zhou Anming imitated Lucio's tone and said, "Oh, then follow my rhythm!"

All ms members are not the best heroes.

He also brought in heroes such as Guan Hong and Su Wenle.

You don't need to guess the ending.

It's a pity that everyone is very happy.

"Forget it, Brother Meng, forget it." Teacher Yang listened to Meng Beichuan's hey with a smile, and hurriedly reminded, "Let them relax when the World Cup is back."

It's good to be energetic.

Although the lineup is messed up, it's just a training match, and it's over with a smile.

Meng Beichuan was regarded as a villain before his shame. He educated the people around him: "Am I so unreasonable? I think Su Wenle might be suitable for taking Zarya. But Guan Hong's Road Hog is not good. .”

Although Guan Hong is known as a super free man, Road Hog is simply his number one rival in horizontal development.

At the beginning, Genji was at a trough, but he finally got out of practice.

But Junkrat and Roadhog simply can't do it.

It is impossible for a free man to be proficient in all heroes, so there must be trade-offs to keep the feel.

In the positions of Junkrat and Roadhog, Guan Hong has never been able to reach Meng Beichuan's bottom line.

That's why there are Zhang Si's Junkrat and Zheng Xi's Roadhog.

"Let him try again." Teacher Yang is always optimistic, his confidence in Guan Hong is beyond imagination, "I always feel that if there are truly all-hero proficient players in the world, Guan Hong must be among them."

When he speaks, he doesn't look at the distance, but only at the data.

Even though Genji used to do roller coaster bungee jumping, Guan Hong is still invincible now.

His current strength is far from reaching its limit, and there is still huge potential and room for appreciation.

In the expectation of the two coaches, ms randomly assembled the lineup, accompanied by the acceleration buff, and jumped out bang bang bang.

As soon as he entered the combat security area, a blood-red ice wall came in front of him.

"Damn!" Zhang Si exclaimed, "They actually brought Xiaomei?!"

In the map of Nepal, only the insane team will take Mei in this version!

Although Xiaomei can milk and output, but the efficiency is not high, occupying the output position but not as powerful as Tracer and Widowmaker.

However, Zhang Si's exclamation has not yet received a response, and the battle's crazier moves have appeared.

Biubiubiu jumped and attacked with a string of bullets, and the black shadow flashed for an instant, and was hooked by Guan Hong.

With one shot, he knocked out the rookie black shadow, glanced at the id, and was startled.

"Kang Ting?"

"...you want to play the battle?" Lin Xiaoke tossed the ball, really unable to understand the opponent's death lineup.

However, their nondescript four-tank monsters seem to have no qualifications to say that they will die in front of each other.

Nepal is supposed to be a place where blood collides and old friends reunite.

Unexpectedly, the first meeting turned out to be a pecking game.

The player on the opposite side is holding an unfamiliar hero, and the new ms hero here is sharpening his sword.

They play more interesting than competitive games.

Sexy Roadhog stumbles online.

The mentally handicapped black shadow came to deliver invisibility.

Su Wenle's Zarya turned the tide when Guan Hong stumbled and fell off the cliff.

"I have a big move!"

His Graviton Surge hurls forward, grabbing all opponents.

When the entire ms team was about to rush forward to give the battle an intimate moment, they suddenly heard a "freeze, don't leave"!

"Run!" Zhou Anming immediately cut out the speed and gave them a tough one.

They are all a group of short hands. If you step on the fire battle, you will be frozen into an ice sculpture by Xiaomei's big move.

The scene was so stupid that he didn't want to watch it.

He still had the advantage just now, and the ms who wanted to wipe out the battle immediately ran away.

The whole scene was extremely chaotic, not at the professional level at all.

Guan Hong saw that Li Qin, who was in a panic, escaped by flying, and hated that iron could not be made into steel.

"What are you running for? Just rush over and kill them all and freeze them into ice sculptures?"

There are still a few seconds left for the blizzard to freeze the hero.

With the firepower of the remaining five of them, it would be easy to take down Battle.

However, the dragons have no leader and have no intention of fighting.

Everyone who ran to the safe area suddenly realized "Oh!", and the time for Zarya's ultimate move was over.

You may realize that this is a friendly relaxation exercise for both parties, and the mind is not on winning at all.

Su Wenle also laughed and said, "I forgot about it, I just ran for my life."

Guan Hong was so stupid that his heart was soft and his mind was full of notebooks.

"It's okay." Guan Hong, who returned to the rebirth room, took out Widowmaker, "Let's practice slowly."

With Widowmaker in the lineup, both the enemy and the enemy gradually changed out of the regular lineup in the midst of death.

Lance to Lance, Tracer to Tracer.

Zarya on... dva.

"I, I, Zarya can do it!" Su Wenle was dying, biting the bullet and being tough with Wood, "Nurse me, milk me, milk me!"

After Su Wenle joined MS, "milk me" learned very well.

A high-powered Zarya, eating the resources of the whole team, provoked the opponent face to face.

Judging from the battle situation, Su Wenle really has the potential of a first-class Zarya.

Don't be afraid of death, dare to rush, and bravely kill the enemy with a shield on.

And then died out of what the front row should look like.

In a game against Nepal, winning or losing is meaningless, and Meng Beichuan couldn't stand it anymore.

"Okay, okay, just play for a while, let me play hard in the next picture Eichenwalde." The coach said, all laughing and laughing were silent, waiting for the arrangement.

"Zhang Si Winston, Li Qin dva, Su Wenle Zarya."

"Can I continue?" Su Wenle was full of joy.

"You continue." Meng Beichuan said, "I'll see how long you can live."

Su Wenle:? ? ?

He thought that he could continue to play super god, let the coach see the star of tomorrow.

What does "how long can I live" mean?

This is looking down on his [-] blood!

Guan Hong found that Su Wenle's high-spirited appearance was very interesting.

Speech can become aggressive.

The game will also take the initiative to carry out simple tactical arrangements.

He seemed to be inspired by Meng Beichuan's words, and he must live to the end.

Zarya relies on energy as her combat power.

The longer Zarya lived, the thicker and more lethal the energy beam.

The high-energy Zarya, attacking in close quarters is tantamount to riding the face of a fortress, killing whoever she sees.

Su Wenle is a talented player. After two maps, he can basically save a big move in a stable wave of team battles.

This works well enough for new heroes.

At least, he wasn't the first to die.

The training with the battle was very enjoyable.

Guan Hong played very easily.

You can arrange tactics while thinking about Su Wenle in your mind.

5 minutes to fight, 1 minute to think about firewood.

It's as beautiful as if you don't know it.

"It's okay, Zhou Anming's ability to escape has not been lost, and Su Wenle is alive and well. I'll check the data and review it for you."

Meng Beichuan's voice came clearly through the microphone, and he seemed very satisfied.

The team has played steadily, with only a few minor issues left to be resolved.

"Guan Hong come here for a while, the others are playing sports and taking a rest."

The roll call asked Guan Hong to meet in Xiaoheiwu, which aroused the infinite reverie of his teammates.

"New tactics?"

"No, no, I guess the captain needs to devote himself to cultivating Roadhog."

Coach comments are basically public, and rarely date alone.

The protagonist of the incident is very calm.

"Play with you." He smiled and patted the back of Zhang Si's chair, implying a warning, "I'll be back later."

As soon as he arrived at the lounge, Guan Hong received serious gazes.

Teacher Yang still smiled gently, Meng Beichuan's face was a little dark.

"Is there something wrong?" Guan Hong remained calm.

"Guan Hong, are you playing seriously, or are you practicing casually?" Teacher Yang asked.

"Hit seriously." Guan Hong's heart skipped a beat, but he still maintained a thick skin like a city wall.

"Seriously?" Meng Beichuan slapped him on the back with a slap, "You might as well say that you are playing."

In Nepal, the two sides are indeed making trouble with each other, purely for entertainment.

But in the following picture, the normal lineup, with Su Wenle who practiced Zarya.

Guan Hong should not be this kind of output data.

If it had only dropped by a little bit, they would never have had such a serious interview.

The stable performance of ms is based on Guan Hong's stability.

Without Guan Hong's star ball, ms is prone to make mistakes after the elder brother clicks.

Therefore, it seems that the players are indulged in leisure and entertainment, and the coach is still closely monitoring Guan Hong's state.

When Meng Beichuan said what he said, Guan Hong was surprised.

He didn't feel like he wasn't doing his best in training.

Whether it is training or game competition, every time he takes a shot, it must be a routine operation and will not fall below the bottom line.

In today's training, he devoted at most one percent of his mind to thinking about the happy Su Wenle.

Guan Hong's frown is very telling.

Teacher Yang pointed to the screen and showed him the roughly extracted training data just now.

Seeing the classification statistics of heroes given by Mr. Yang, his heart sank.

Even if the training game doesn't care about winning or losing, it must value data.

The Widowmaker used by Guan Hong in this training has a hit rate of less than 40% and a headshot rate of less than 20%.

Tracer's reaping efficiency is less than half of normal, and even has a lower-than-average kill/death ratio.

Any output from the top [-] competitive games can hit a value that crushes him.

Having just finished the World Cup, Guan Hong wouldn't be so raw.

It's more terrifying than that.

It's that he's unaware of it.

The training process was relaxed and happy, and Guan Hong was still living in the feeling of "my hand feels good".

He was even secretly delighted that he was clever enough to fight poison with poison.

Feelings can be deceiving, data is not.

It was hard for him to keep a gentle smile on his face as his face was sore from the data.

"You're not in a good condition today." Meng Beichuan wasn't too harsh.

He still remembers the abnormality that Guan Hong didn't eat at noon.

"What's the matter, let's talk about it and let's solve it together. Don't hide it when you feel uncomfortable. The Owl preseason is about to start, and the eyes of the whole world are staring at us. Let alone crushing the opponent all the way, at least, we can't play too badly."

E-sports speaks with strength.

No matter how strong the capital behind it is, it cannot withstand the consumption of defeat.

The league goal of Morning Star in the show area is to keep the second and compete for the first.

Even though the official has not publicly issued a military order, this requirement has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the coaching staff.

To climb to the top, Guan Hong must not make any mistakes.

On the day ms got up from the trough of defeat, Guan Hong had a clear realization.

He still vividly remembers the establishment of the core of the team, the key to the style of play, the necessity of command, team building and atmosphere adjustment, all the preparations for victory.

Even if your eyes are red when you lose, you still have to smile and encourage your teammates the next day, saying that it’s okay, with me here, we will definitely win back.

Take the pressure and be everyone's shoulders.

Guan Hong, who was complacent before, suffered a heavy blow to his heart.

He was so arrogant and conceited that he almost forgot what was most important to him.

"I'll adjust."

He knows what the problem is.

It's easy to get rid of... too.