To play is to win!

Guan Hong likes Su Wenle very much.

Talented, willing to work hard, not infected by complicated society, possessing the simplicity and innocence of his age.

Although occasionally silly.

With the consent of the master, Su Wenle came in and sat on the edge of the bed.

He said, "Quickly tell me, what is an owl?"

"The Overwatch League is an Overwatch game similar to the traditional sports competition system. Have you ever watched the NBA? Just like the NBA, each team has a fixed seat, and there is no promotion or relegation, only winning or losing."

A game without elimination is even crueler than an elimination system.

Teams outside the league were rejected, and only the best players were admitted.

Nearly two hundred players competed and fought in the same environment.

It's like raising Gu, everyone is forced to be strong, in order to be able to fight to the end.

However, Guan Hong didn't want to tell Su Wenle about all his worries and worries.

"This is the best competitive arena for Overwatch. Excellent players from all over the world will gather here. High-intensity training and competition can make people grow quickly and burst out with amazing potential. Owl is such a place. The endless loop of battles, Avoid unavoidable opponents. If you have any weaknesses, you will be studied by more than a dozen opponents, and then they will come up with a way to defeat you the next day. It is more terrifying than ordinary leagues. Because your opponents are all experts "He said, "However, for players, if they go there, they can play well, and if they don't, they can play well in China. They are all competitions, and there is no difference."

Su Wenle seems to understand but not understand.

He thought he could hear the grand plan of a small goal of [-] million, but Guan Hong said that there was no difference.

He asked, "But why does Brother Meng say despair?"

The game should bring people dreams and hopes.

Su Wenle remembered Meng Beichuan's sigh.

It's not like the feedback that can come from a hot-blooded event.

Guan Hong smiled, and reached out to pat Su Wenle's head.

He was still immersed in doubts about Overwatch's biggest league, and suddenly got a mess of hair.

"Don't treat me like a Shiba Inu!" Su Wenle fought back angrily, reached out and touched his wet short hair, "Say! Do you often rub glitter eggs!"

Guan Hong's wet hair became more messy, and he let Su Wenle take revenge. With his messy hair on top, he laughed and said, "Well, because it's cute. If you don't like me touching your hair, then forget it. Sorry, I'm used to it. gone."

Habit is why habit, Su Wenle doesn't even have to think about it.

It must be because of Chai Chai.

Su Wenle stood up and said sternly, "I'm going back!"

When I got angry, I didn't understand anything, and I was slapped.

Does short hair have no dignity? He will fight to the end!

"Don't stop, I was wrong." Guan Hong quickly pulled him back and sat down, "Because your contract hasn't been signed yet, so I shouldn't tell you according to the rules."

This statement is exactly the same as Zheng Xi's.

Without signing the contract, there is no right to know. Su Wenle doesn't understand why this matter has risen to such a level.

Although he was a little injured, at least he is a person who understands the law, and he expresses his understanding even if he is reluctant in his heart.

He said, "Okay, I won't ask, I'm leaving."

His tone was sad and low, how could Guan Hong let go.

Guan Hong said: "Rules are rules, but I can share a little secret with you."

Su Wenle's secret radar was erected, and he looked at Guan Hong curiously.

Even though he thought "Guan Hong should not be allowed to violate the regulations", his curiosity could never be stopped.

It's just a league, why is it so mysterious!

He said: "We have indeed won the owl seat, and will enter the preseason in December. Active ms players will all sign with the company... It is not our Morningstar company, but the new project team of Yinchuan Real Estate Company——Xiu District In the name of Morningstar."

Just adding the city name of Xiu District before the name of Morning Star, it seems to be completely different.

Guan Hong said with a serious expression: "But not all teams are as lucky as us. After they can't find a suitable buyer, they have no way to go to the owl stage. There will be no international leagues with a hundred flowers blooming in future competitions. Only Owl, the World Cup, and the secondary league are left. There will be no more teams like MS who have experienced consecutive defeats and grown up to stand on the stage of Owl. Because the next MS will not be as lucky as us, who owns Yinchuan Real Estate The power of capital can only be sold to other capital, and other teams will select personnel. Maybe in the eyes of many people, some outstanding players are enough to enter the owl, but the owner of the team controlled by capital does not necessarily think so. Some teams with potential , for many reasons, seeing a hopeless future for them, they had to disband. Therefore, many people in the ms second team this time were recruited from the disbanded team."

"Brother Meng and Teacher Yang went to some players to talk about the future, but they are only a very small part of the disbanded team."

The strength of professional players will always be pyramid-shaped.

The best occupy only the pinnacle.

It is also the place where owl gets new blood.

And what ms can do is to select and train potential players from the top down.

owl will be a place full of dreams and despair.

Hope is the dream of outstanding players who stay, and despair is the despair of players who choose to give up.

Su Wenle realized that owl has a high threshold.

This is not only the threshold of the ability of professional players, but also the threshold of the capital strength of professional teams.

If it's just an ordinary entrance fee, it's absolutely impossible for a group of teams who are keen on competing to leave.

It is only possible that what Xie Qi said is true.

Su Wenle said confusedly: "The money for the owl seat is really... [-] million?"

"To be exact, it's 2000 million."

"Oh." Su Wenle thought to himself, Xie Qi really lied to me.

"Dollars."

"..."

"^_^"

For the first time, Su Wenle felt that Guan Hong owed a fight.

He gasped for breath when he spoke, probably showing off mysteries, and also had a gentle and kind face on his face, making it impossible for people to complain.

The poor Su Wenle felt that his brain couldn't make up his mind.

2000 million US dollars is rounded up to [-] million.

As expected, Brother Chi is still well-informed.

"I also have a secret to tell you." Su Wenle said with a sad expression.

"Ok?"

"I always thought that ms was very poor, and you were helpless. I even made up my mind that the team ate bread for lunch, slept in a black Internet cafe, and didn't finish my last meal... Then you suddenly said that the boss of ms spent [-] million to buy it. Seat, in my heart..."

I feel a little sad, but also a little happy.

It's sad why so much money is needed to participate in a competition.

The happy thing is that fortunately, ms doesn't really have to run around for money.

His vision of ms once soaked all his sympathy.

Su Wenle was even moved by herself.

He wanted to come to ms because they were isolated and helpless, and they couldn't even get together at the critical moment, so this task fell on him.

Guan Hong really wanted to touch the top of Su Wenle's head.

He thought for a while, Su Wenle might be unhappy, so he clenched his fists and forcibly endured it.

He said, "Thank you."

Su Wenle:?

"Thank you for caring for us."

The ms used to live very hard, with no worries about food and clothing, but the grades were a mess.

Now ms has survived and become a world-class team with the best players, and is about to embark on the journey of internationalization again.

A thriving faction does not mean that he has completely forgotten the past.

"You have seen it with your own eyes now. We are doing well and will be even better in the future. I hope you can rest assured and stop worrying about things other than the game."

Guan Hong spoke seriously and solemnly, and Su Wenle suddenly became at a loss.

If he randomly guesses MS's past like this, even if he gets a burst of ridicule and a slap in the face with money, it should be done.

But Guan Hong said thank you, I hope you can relax.

"I didn't worry about it...I was afraid that you would worry about it." Su Wenle sighed, "You are the best player. What you should think about every day is how to defeat the opponent and how to lead us to victory, but now, you are still always in the game. Worry about me."

"It doesn't take much trouble to worry about you." Guan Hong said with a smile, "The floor space is only about a dozen kilograms, so I feel light in my heart, and it doesn't weigh the scale at all."

More than a dozen catties... Su Wenle rolled his eyes at him, "You treat me like a flashy egg?!"

"Whether it's Chai or you, they are the little Lele I worry about the most."

Guan Hong was rubbed.

deserve it.

His messy hair was almost bald by Su Wenle.

While retaliating, Su Wenle said viciously: "If you use me again as firewood, I will, I will rip your hair off!"

The top of his head was ravaged crazily by Su Wenle, Guan Hong shook his head from side to side and laughed.

"I'm the first bald-headed contestant in China with my hair pulled out. It sounds pretty good hahaha."

No face, no skin, giggling.

Su Wenle couldn't win.

He pinched the end of Guan Hong's hair, tied it with a little chirp, and threatened him not to move, then took a photo for the file.

Su Wenle said: "If you touch my head again, I will post your photo in the group and destroy your fame for the rest of your life."

Guan Hong laughed tremblingly, and even the ends of his messy hair trembled.

"Okay, okay, otherwise I won't cut my hair, and if it grows longer, you can tie it more smoothly."

Make an inch of it, don't take it seriously.

Su Wenle lost completely.

He thought, why is Guan Hong like this? If he wants to bully him, he won't be able to bully him no matter what.

The victim didn't struggle, fight, and it wasn't fun at all.

Guan Hong didn't know about it, and said cheerfully: "Tomorrow, I will take you to apply for a passport and apply for a visa to accompany us to Los Angeles. Just think of it as getting used to the atmosphere of the competition before going to the Owl."

The World Cup is a place where players from all over the world gather. Every country will send the best team, and they can also compete with future owl opponents in advance.

Guan Hong was very sorry.

If Su Wenle had been dragged into the abyss of professional e-sports earlier, maybe he could still participate in the World Cup.

"It's not like you can get a visa if you think about it..." Thinking of this, Su Wenle asked: "...Do you know that Zheng Xi won't go to Owl?"

The top league, the best free agent, gave up the stage that suits him.

It is impossible for Guan Hong not to know.

It is impossible for the coach not to know.

Kesu Bunraku wondered why.

"know."

Guan Hong's smile was very weak, a little forced.

He said: "Zheng Xi has two regrets so far. One is that he did not win the international competition and the other is...not being able to see his father for the last time."

These are two regrets superimposed together, and it even makes people regret "why don't you give up".

Zheng Xi has been in the international arena for more than half a month. If he does not go to the United States, he will definitely see his father for the last time.But he went and still didn't win the championship.

"But..." Su Wenle didn't understand, "Wouldn't it be his third regret not to go to the owl?"

Guan Hong leaned back a little and looked at Su Wenle.

He said: "I hope not. Zheng Xi seems to have given up, but I haven't given up yet. Persuading him to come back is already the first step of victory, and there will be a second and third step. He is very young, he hesitated so much It's not a waste of a month, and it will make him more mature. I've already made two plans—"

"Plan A was to use owl to get Zheng Xi back, but he refused as soon as he heard it. After half a month abroad, he faced a farewell, which was a big blow to him. Owl had to go abroad for more than half a year, and he resolutely refused."

Guan Hong sat lazily on the bed, with Su Wenle's disheveled hair on his head, he said: "So we asked him to come back to bring newcomers, play a dozen domestic games, and allow him to go home at any time to have a look, no longer long distance Trek away from the country, after all, the secondary league, most of the time is played online, he goes back occasionally, as long as he goes online during the game, or we can find more substitutes to replace him."

"Is this plan b?"

"Correct."

Su Wenle is smart, he has grasped the essence of plan b.

Put Zheng Xi in his favorite arena, even if his heart is still, seeing exciting and fierce battles can rekindle his love for sports.

There is no contestant who does not yearn for a stage full of struggle and glory, not to mention, the road leading to this stage is at his feet.

Guan Hong really thinks highly of Zheng Xi.

Zheng Xi should be his favorite player, even more so than Lin Xiaoke and Zhang Si.

He was a little complicated.

As Guan Hong's favorite Lele, he seemed to feel a little bit of displeasure.

However, Zheng Xi was his teammate with the deepest affection.

Moreover, it would be a pity if Zheng Xi left the professional stage.

Su Wenle thought about it, and his mind wandered.

Suddenly I heard a sentence——

"Lele, do you want to consider sleeping with me?"

Su Wenle was still evaluating Zheng Xi's position in Guan Hong's heart when he heard this sentence suddenly.

He looked at the bed in horror, then at Guan Hong, "What?"

Guan Hong actually sent out an invitation to sleep, and Su Wenle gave an exclamation point.

What the hell? !No injury or illness, why did Guan Hong want him to sleep with him!

Guan Hong was amused by his expression, and he said, "What are you thinking?"

"You, what are you thinking?!" Su Wenle warned, "I told you not to treat me like a Shiba Inu. If you want to catch a pet to accompany you, then drag your fluffy Lele to sleep!"

"Hahaha." Guan Hong couldn't hold back and laughed out loud.

"What are you doing!" Su Wenle didn't know where he was smiling again.

Guan Hong said: "I'm not talking about sleeping with you, what were you thinking just now! It's sleeping in the same room!"

"Why, why? My room has a better orientation, better sunlight, and a better bed than yours!"

Guan Hong really wanted to rub him.

What are the reasons for refusal, why do you still look terrified.

It seems to be molesting good women and men.

"Did you listen to me carefully?" Guan Hong didn't know what he was thinking before, "Because the second team will be here soon, there are not enough rooms, and the single rooms will be adjusted."

"Now there are only Brother Meng, Teacher Yang, me, you, and Zheng Xi in a room alone. We are going to Los Angeles. It is better to sleep together. The room is vacant for the second team."

"what……"

"Do you understand?"

"Oh." Su Wenle nodded.

"And, don't you think, the few days when we slept together, we had a tacit understanding?"

He was talking about those few days in Jiangcheng's domestic league.

Su Wenle didn't think there was anything special, how Guan Hong yelled and how he did it.

Every command and every movement are all cultivated through training and playing games.

It doesn't matter at all to sleep with.

"I don't think so..." Su Wenle said honestly.

Guan Hong raised his eyebrows, "Then we need to train them even more."

Su Wenle knew that the treatment and the treatment lived together to cultivate a tacit understanding between the two assistants.

Living with tanks and tanks is to cultivate a tacit understanding between the two front rows.

"Brother, one of us is tank and the other is c, what tacit understanding is there to cultivate?"

"Of course there is." Guan Hong was categorical, "What you have cultivated is the tacit understanding that you protect me."