Doggy players have no desire to survive

PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds Champions League (PUBG Champions League, referred to as PCL) is one of the competitions in the second stage of the PUBG international competition. PCL is not only a top domestic league, but also a touchstone for each team to enter the international arena.

From April 29th to June [-]th, the spring competition will be held on Monday, Tuesday, Thursday, Saturday and Sunday every week. Compared with last year, there have been a lot of changes. It is divided into three divisions——Ai Rung Island, Miramar Desert and Vikendi Snowfields.There are [-] teams in each competition area. Every week, the teams in a single competition area will play a five-round mid-week match. After the five rounds, the teams will be ranked according to the scoring rules.

The competition consists of two parts: the mid-week competition and the weekly final of each competition area. The five teams with the highest total points in each competition area of ​​the week will be shortlisted for the weekly final. The top six teams advance to the weekly finals.In the first week, the team with the best record in the PCLP division will have six places to advance to the weekly finals.There will be a total of eight rounds in the weekly finals (that is, four rounds per day on Saturday and Sunday), and the ranking will be based on points after the eight rounds of the week.

"In short, there are still sixteen teams participating in each game." Zhao Huachao summed it up briefly, throwing the new rules aside, "In addition, the teams participating in the weekly finals will get PCL league points based on their weekly rankings. One hundred for No.1, seventy for No.2, fifty for third to fourth, thirty for fifth to eighth, ten for ninth to twelve, and zero for the rest.”

After all the matches, the team with the most points in the PCL league will win the PCL league championship of the season.

Zhou Zheng asked: "It's less than half a month away. Has the grouping situation of each competition area come out? Our volunteers still fill in Allenge, right? Coach, you didn't write it wrong, did you?"

"That's right, it's still the old map of the island." Zhao Huachao ignored Zhou Zheng's snarky words, "Wait a while, it will be released tonight, you guys go to training first...Hey, wait, where is Yan Xiyue?"

"He...uh, he has a bad stomach." Chen Meiyi has been sitting on the sofa in the training room to listen, and now she raises her hand to show her presence, "Xiyue has diarrhea in the morning, it's quite serious. The berberine in our infirmary was useless, so I asked for leave to go to the hospital with me... probably because I ate too much pizza last night."

Zhao Huachao said coldly: "Isn't it?"

Chen Meiyi pretended to be stupid: "What isn't it?"

"You think I'm that Zhou Zheng who failed in biology? You didn't buy from a roadside stall, and your stomach hurts from eating pizza? Did he drink iced Coke?!" The writing board in Zhao Huachao's hand was slapped The owner fell on the table, and every piece of paper clipped on it had "innocent" written all over it.

Zhou Zheng, who was innocently cueed, was wronged by his mother, more wronged than the coach's writing board.

Zhou Zheng felt that Coach Zhao was probably confused. Drinking iced Coke could lead to diarrhea and diarrhea, and it wasn’t something taught in biology class... Although he had already given back to the teacher what was taught in biology class, he still had some basic common sense. some.

For example, biology class will definitely not teach mentally handicapped arithmetic problems like "4x2=6".

"Look, look, what did I say?" Zhao Huachao clapped his hands and said with a sneer, "Let you eat less junk food and drink less carbonated drinks—especially cold ones, you won't listen! There are still ten days left It's time for the competition, I'm sick at this juncture, will I be able to be more agile? Is it possible to wear diapers on stage?!"

A group of four imagines the scene and laughs sympathetically.

Zhang Ziyang hasn't been tortured completely yet, so at least remember not to cover his mouth over his head, so as not to laugh too unrestrainedly.

"...I'm going to tell you a joke, right?" Zhao Huachao's veins twitched happily.

Probably realizing that it was meaningless to preach to this group of animals, Zhao Huachao closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and turned to Chen Meiyi, "Did he go by himself?"

"How can it be? I called a life assistant to follow him, help him carry a bag, pour water and so on." Chen Meiyi is an honest person, and she pays attention to "seeking truth from facts" when she speaks, "so as not to meet Fly when I am in the hospital. Fans, break his hand again."

Yan Xiyue, who was on an IV in the hospital, took the millet porridge from the assistant and sneezed.At this time, there was a sound of "gurgling" in his stomach, and Yan Xiyue suddenly frowned - he was about to run to the toilet with the hanging bottle again.

But no matter how big the anger is, it is impossible for people to heal instantly. Otherwise, whoever gets sick in the future does not need to go to the hospital.

Yan Xi ran to the hospital with diarrhea, and Zhang Ziyang could only take the lead in the training match that afternoon.In the fourth row, Zhang Ziyang basically followed Shen Yao, unless the conductor gave other instructions.

——Using the evaluation of the trolls is "the best bodyguard in the 21st century".

But people are willing to be bodyguards, what do these trolls like Yu Nu have?

After the four rounds of training and the end of the rematch, it was already past 48:[-] pm, and the grouping situation of the competition area was also revealed. The official website had clearly arranged for the [-] teams, together with the scoring rules and competition system, it was also explained very clearly.

"Damn..." Su Luo scolded after just one glance, "This is the death zone!"

In the Allenge Division, there are four team badges in the first row, and the bright Fly, 66DS, EG, and QA are lined up in a row. Because of the layout, MST is placed in the second row, and you need to drag the scroll wheel to see it.

Fuck may be late, but never absent.

Su Luo breathed a sigh of relief, and asked, "There is one more troublesome thing, where is TML?"

"TML went to the desert region, it seems that they chose it themselves."

"What about the Sanhao team that always gives us head points?"

"You said AK4..." Chen Meiyi squinted at Su Luo, "Because of the contribution of some animals, their volunteers have been transferred to the snow."

A few people in the team were happy.

Players who have no brains are what they like to see the most, and AK4, a new team promoted from the PDL, was also assigned to Group A during the PCLP. Unfortunately, they collided with EG again and again. Basically, the top three After the circle, there was no such team on the field, so after three rounds of competition, the results would not be much better.

Yan Xiyue, who just came back from the hospital after finishing his IV drip, lay on the table half dead, and sighed: "It's a pity, it's a pity, there is no good person to give us the head."

The medicine prescribed by the doctor was brought back to the base by Yan Xiyue in a wholesale manner. Anyway, the doctor in their infirmary would also administer an IV drip, and put it all in the medicine cabinet in the infirmary, so as not to have to go to the hospital early every morning. take up position.

In the words of Manager Chen, it means "too lazy to die".

Captain Zhou was unusually quiet today. After watching the groupings, he didn't say a word. He turned on the screen recording of the training match and fell into meditation as if watching the game video. He only came back to his senses when Shen Yao called him to eat.

"Coach, tell me something." Zhou Zheng called Zhao Huachao to stop, and turned to send the others away, "You guys go first."

Zhao Huachao stopped inexplicably.

"Let's go, hurry up, the food will be cold later, today we have braised squab and honey sauce!" Chen Meiyi knew that they had something to say, and called the other four people in the group to go out first, and saw Yan Yan with sharp eyes. Xiyue swallowed his saliva, and stopped him aloud: "You can't do it! Don't people with gastroenteritis feel compelled? You can only drink porridge!"

Everyone laughed, and the atmosphere inside and outside the training room was full of joy, making Yan Xiyue's face wrinkled into bun folds very pitiful.

After all, Chen Meiyi is a woman, and it is her nature to be soft-hearted. Seeing Yan Xiyue looking at her pitifully, she hesitated for a moment, and then said, "Why don't you use your chopsticks to dip some soup and mix it with porridge?"

"Damn! Don't rookie players have dignity?!" Yan Xiyue turned his head angrily, and sniffed hard, as if he could smell the strong meaty smell of squab and barbecued pork on the lounge table.

Mmm, it smells so good.

After everyone had left, Zhao Huachao asked Zhou Zheng, "What's the matter?"

Zhou Zheng propped his chin, watched the video on the screen, and said after a while, "Let's play rotation."

Zhao Huachao immediately became impatient: "What are you kidding?!"

I have to say that the sound insulation in the training room of EG's first team is really good. Zhao Huachao's voice was six or seven degrees higher than usual, and the group of professional players with excellent hearing in the lounge next door couldn't hear anything.

Zhou Zheng was so impressed with himself that he thought of the sound insulation problem in the first place.

"I'm not joking with you. My state has declined obviously. Didn't you see it? In the last round of the training match just now, I saw that the opponent was about to shoot, but my hand was a step slower than my brain." Zhou Zheng signaled Zhao Huachao to come. Look, he pauses the video, drags the progress bar to the end, and plays it frame by frame, "Here—fortunately, Liu Jiangbei's gun is not good, there is only one bullet left in a broken Mini14, and I put another three-stage head on it, Otherwise, it's over... Well, it's good to be young."

Zhao Huachao took a closer look and found that it took about half a second from when Zhou Zheng turned around and the person opposite appeared in his vision to when he raised his gun and knocked Zhou Zheng down.

"But it's only half a second, and you can cover it up with your strength. If you don't plan to confront North with a gun, but lie down directly, maybe he can't hit you." Zhao Huachao frowned, not willing to accept this fact, "It's not obvious."

Zhou Zheng smiled wryly: "It's fine for me."

He just wanted to do a test - to test how much his state had slipped.

Ten years ago, if someone said to Zhou Zheng, "If you don't plan to confront people with guns", he would probably think that the other party was out of their minds.But the heroes don’t mention the bravery back then, not to mention the two tough men who stood side by side, face to face, one retired as a coach long ago, and the other became the world’s number one Voldemort—and they still have been in it for five years.

"It's only half a second...Eighteen days of full play - this is when we reach the weekly finals every week, a total of 78 rounds, adding up to 39 seconds - enough for me to be beaten by those who don't talk about brotherhood The guy has been on fire for a hundred and eighty times." Zhou is leaning in the chair and moving his hands, "Even if the state does not decline significantly this year, what about next year? What about the year after that? I'm afraid it won't be half a second, but half a minute."

Fatal mistakes will not be exposed all at once, they are all accumulated bit by bit, and the heavy burden is on the shoulders of people, and it will collapse when the last straw is put on it.

Zhao Huachao didn't answer.

Zhou Zheng said to himself: "It's time to train that kid, let him adapt to the big scene in advance, don't be like the day of the All-Star Game... Tsk, the first two rounds were a disaster. The mismatch between technical and psychological quality is a big problem." Trouble. But this year’s World Invitational is still for me—playing the whole course, and Zhang Ziyang is still a little too late to win the three consecutive championships. Let him grind for a few more months, and next year’s Asian Invitational will allow him to start participating in international competitions, and then..."

Zhao Huachao listened to Zhou Zhenghe making clear arrangements for the future as if he was explaining his future affairs, his face was a little ugly, and he interrupted him hastily: "Wait, aren't you injured?"

With the lessons learned from Lao Yang, the former captain of the Fly team, Zhao Huachao worried that Zhou would suddenly ask for a rotation because of a hand problem.

"Don't worry, aren't the results of every quarterly physical examination all healthy and uninjured? If you don't believe me, let's go to the hospital tomorrow, so you don't have to say that I spent money to find fake cases to fool you." Zhou Zheng waved his hand indifferently, and blocked Zhao Huachao with one sentence. All the rebuttals, "I'm not the same as Lao Yang - he just shot himself in the face and made a lot of troubles, but I don't. Otherwise, I wouldn't have been a Voldemort early, and put cold shots in people's backs every day."

A few years ago, when Zhou Zheng decided to change his style in order to prolong his professional life, he knew that there would be such a day. Seeing players of his own age disappearing in the professional circle one by one, it would be a lie to say that he was not sad.But now he has played two or three years more than the average professional player, and he may be able to play for one or two more years in the future, so he should be content.

Really, there's nothing to be unsatisfied with.

Zhao Huachao was not forced to retire because he couldn't move, but he left voluntarily due to personal reasons.He couldn't empathize with people like Zhou Zheng, Xie Bin, and Lao Yang, but as professional players, they all felt the same when they left the professional arena.

"Speaking of which, what should I do after I retire in two years?" Zhou Zheng stood up on the table, sighing half-truthfully, "Oh, I really don't want to go home and inherit the family business, my sister is enough It's gone. How about I follow Lao Yang and stay in the team as a coach..."

"You're dreaming!" Zhao Huachao interrupted him rudely.

"Okay, I know you won't give up your position." Zhou Zheng was thoughtful, "Then I'll ask if there are any positions in the public relations department. I heard that many of them want to resign?"

"...Why do you think they want to resign?" Zhao Huachao couldn't speak anymore, "The manager is next door, why don't you go and talk to her?"

Zhou Zheng was imagining what kind of expression Chen Meiyi would have, leaning on the table and bending over with an exaggerated laugh, tears came out of his eyes at the end.

Zhao Huachao frowned and looked at him for a long while, then finally let go: "Okay, although Zhang Ziyang is good in strength, he is far behind you in terms of experience. During this period of time, I will increase the amount of training for him as appropriate, so that he will not be on the court when the time comes. , in the eyes of other teams, it means that we have an extra shortcoming."

"Okay, you have the final say." Zhou Zheng wiped away the tears from laughing, and felt relieved, knowing that the coach had passed this test.

Now that Coach Zhao agreed, Manager Chen also half agreed.Chen Meiyi and the big boss of the club are in the same line, and they are not people who talk too much about the team's tactical arrangements. Zhou Zheng guessed that the most dissatisfied with this decision are those who insist on "playing more entertaining" and "why don't you jump?" Sponsor of Just Shoot at the Airport.

But what is a problem that money can solve?

Zhou Zheng raised the corner of his mouth.Anyway, his sister is definitely supporting EG, even if there is a day when he can't move anymore, as long as Zhou continues to cover EG as the biggest sponsor, at least half of the other sponsors will not leave.

Besides, the day came when he couldn't move...

Zhou Zheng turned his head, looked at the figures reflected on the frosted glass partition wall, and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

At that time, this group of people can also be alone, and they can go further with EG.

As for those idiots who are trying to command the experts, if they win, they will say that the game is not enjoyable, and if they lose, they will dislike it and have no results. Who cares about them?

Like to leave or not, their EG is too lazy to serve these uncles.

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Zhou Zheng: I want my wife to hug me and kiss me, huh~