Glory

When Ah Sleep first joined the team, Leng Feng personally reviewed it.

At that time, Zhou Xuehai saw Ah Shui's face, and immediately proposed at the meeting: "I signed it!"

Ah Sleep was born very well, and she also had a lot of characteristics: clean complexion, lazy eyebrows and eyes, always looking like she couldn't wake up, and she was sluggish with a unique sternness unique to young people.

With this face, coupled with that considerable record, there is hope of being signed by any team.

It's okay if you can't get results, and you can make money and increase popularity for the team if you support the live broadcast.

Leng Feng and Zhou Xuehai have different ideas. Compared with commercial value, he pays more attention to strength.

"Cong Yi is a very good player. He has a good overall view and awareness. He is now in the support position, but his hand speed evaluation is very high. It is not impossible to switch to other positions."

These coaching staff all agree, Zhou Xuehai said: "Cong Yi can also sign." The value of the auxiliary position is slightly lower, but the price is not high, and the income is not bad.

Leng Feng didn't look at him, and changed the topic: "I don't recommend signing Ah Sleep."

Zhou Xuehai turned to look at him: "Ah Sleep's standards are higher than Cong Yi's in all aspects!."

Leng Feng hit the nail on the head: "The plasticity is too poor."

Zhou Xuehai was irritable: "How can you know that he has no plasticity before you start training?"

Leng Feng and Zhou Xuehai have worked together for many years, and he is very clear about this guy's temperament: "We are not in the entertainment industry."

What's the use of just looking at the face?

No results in e-sports is the original sin, why don't fans chase stars if they want to see their faces?

In the entertainment circle, there are many boys who look better than Ah Sleep!

Zhou Xuehai was not convinced: "He plays thieves very well."

Leng Feng: "The jungle position needs coordination the most. How can he cooperate with his teammates without saying a word?"

Zhou Xuehai hesitated.

Leng Feng knew what he was envious of: "Even if there is a live broadcast, fans won't buy it if it's a boring gourd."

One sentence convinced Zhou Xuehai.

He only thought that Ah Sleep was good-looking, that he could play games well, and that he would start a live broadcast to attract fans, but he forgot to be an anchor, and his words were more important than anything else.

Under Leng Feng's sharp comments, the final decision at the meeting was to sign Cong Yi Fang A Sleeping.

Unexpectedly, Leng Feng had just informed Cong Yi, and Cong Yi said without hesitation: "No."

Leng Feng thought he was playing childish temper: "I know you and Ah Sleep have a good relationship, but don't give up your future just because of your friends."

Cong Yi shook his head: "I came with him, and I will not leave him behind."

Leng Feng stared at him, his gaze was full of reading: "I appreciate your seriousness, but Ah Sleep is not suitable for playing professionally."

Cong Yi looked up at him: "Why."

Behind Leng Feng was the sand table. He pointed to the jungler and said, "Glory is a team game, and the canyon is a battlefield for five people. A player who can't communicate with his teammates and can only fight himself is not worthy of the game."

Cong Yi could not refute.

Leng Feng continued: "Ah Sleep is very strong personally, and I feel sorry for him, but you know his situation better than anyone else. Do you really think that he is qualified for this position? Do you really think that a person who can't communicate with others can lead the team? To win?"

Cong Yi frowned tightly, and there was some childish stubbornness in his tone: "He can."

Leng Feng looked at him silently.

Cong Yi gritted his back teeth, clenched his fists, and confronted Leng Feng.

After a while, Leng Feng sighed softly: "Cong Yi, e-sports is cruel, a person with an unstable mental state...is not suitable for this place."

He said that was already crossing the line.

Cong Yi: "Sleeping is in a good state of mind!"

Leng Feng: "..."

Cong Yi raised his voice unconsciously: "He has no problem, he just doesn't like to communicate with people!"

Leng Feng: "..."

Cong Yi realized that he had lost his composure, lowered his eyes and said, "Sorry."

Leng Feng really appreciated Cong Yi, otherwise he wouldn't have said so much: "If you were really good for him, you shouldn't let him enter the professional arena."

Cong Yi lowered his head and didn't make a sound for a long time, until his voice was hoarse, and he choked out a sentence in a very soft voice: "...but he likes glory."

These words stabbed Leng Feng fiercely.

The emotions in Cong Yi's eyes were completely blocked by broken hair, only his shoulders trembled slightly: "He has grown so big, he only accepts glory, this is the first time he has come out on his own initiative..." Walking out of his own world, Walking out of the quiet and silence, I tried to get in touch with the outside world.

Leng Feng couldn't say anything.

Looking at him from Cong Yi, the young man's eyes are full of questioning and longing: "Can't we really give him a chance? I believe he can. He plays games differently than usual. Maybe he... maybe he can learn to be peaceful in glory. people communicate."

Leng Feng couldn't bear it, but had to tell him the reality: "The game won't wait for anyone." It won't wait for you to grow, it won't wait for you to change, and it won't wait for you to learn.

Without full preparation, if you step into this circle, you will only be torn apart.

The color in Yi Yi's eyes faded: "Sorry."

He was naive. What the club needs are mature players, and what they need are ready-made results, not an ambiguous future.

Seeing him like this, Leng Feng felt a stab in his heart: "I can give you a chance."

Cong Yi suddenly looked up at him.

Leng Feng knew that he shouldn't be soft-hearted, but his heart has never had anything to do with his last name: "I can't guarantee whether this is good or bad for Ah Sleep."

"I understand!" Cong Yi bowed deeply to him: "Thank you!"

Leng Feng made the decision and signed Cong Yi and Ah Sleep.

At first, he was most opposed to signing Ah Sleep; later, he was most looking forward to Ah Sleep.

Zhou Xuehai only cared about the commercial value of Ah Sleep, but Leng Feng was always waiting—waiting for Ah Sleep and Cong Yi to break out of their cocoons and become butterflies.

The five members of 3U lined up until twelve o'clock, and the assistant coach came to remind them: "Let's get here first today."

Li Chun, who was almost out of breath after staying up for several hours, got up and said, "Captain, Brother Yi, then I'll go back to the dormitory first."

Cong Yi: "Go."

Ah Sleep nodded very lightly.

The top laners and shooters in the team also got up one after another and said goodbye together.

In the huge training room, only Ah Shui and Cong Yi were left.

Cong Yi let go of the mouse and looked at him: "Double rows?"

Sleeping: "..."

Cong Yi stood up and said, "Wait for me to smoke a cigarette."

Sleeping: "..."

Cong Yi knows that Ah Sleep doesn't like him smoking, but this is Yishen's rare "don't know".

Ah Sleep was the only one left in the room, and his demeanor did not change at all. He would not become more active because of the large number of people in the training room, nor would he become depressed because he was the only one left.

He sat in his seat, staring at the Rongguang Canyon with a limited map, feeling very at ease.

A fixed map, every familiar corner, even the location of wild monsters remains the same.

But in such an unchanging canyon, there are completely different battles every time.

Ah Sleep likes here——

I like the unchanging and ever-changing, familiar and strange, limited and free Glory Canyon.

He opened the training camp casually, stabbing the red wild monster one after another.

The professionalism of the jungler is to build a good relationship with the red and blue fathers, how to avoid their attacks as much as possible in the early stage and save your blood volume, how to control their blood volume to ensure that your maximum output is sufficient in the early stage, and even how to use Good smite (active skills that deal damage to monsters) are crucial.

As soon as Ah Sleep knocked down Papa Hong, the cell phone rang in his ear.

A recognizable female singing voice sounded, Ah Sleep looked sideways at Cong Yi's phone.

Cong Yi hasn't come back yet, it's impossible for Ah Sleep to answer the phone for someone else.

It's twelve o'clock in the morning, is there something urgent?

Ah Zui exits the training camp, picks up her phone, and prepares to go out to meet Cong Yi.

When he picked up the phone, he inevitably saw the caller—Professor Zhang.

Ah Sleep was taken aback.

At this time, the incoming call was cut off, and a message popped up: "Compared to Ah Sleep, you also need to pay more attention to your own state."

When Yi pushed the door and came in, what he saw was Ah Sleep who was sitting blankly in the gaming chair.

"What's wrong?" No one else could understand Ah Sleep's emotions, but Cong Yi knew at a glance that he was in a bad mood.

Ah Sleep shook her head.

Cong Yi glanced at his mobile phone, then looked at Ah Sleeping: "Professor Zhang is calling?"

Ah Sleep nodded.

Pick it up from Yat and see the message.

Ah Sleep stared at the computer screen without squinting.

Cong Yi smiled: "See?"

Sleeping: "..."

Cong Yi put down the phone and said indifferently: "Professional players sometimes have bad conditions."

Ah Sleep looked at him.

Cong Yi smiled: "Don't worry, I'm just being troubled by the new competition system."

Ah Sleep softly said: "No..."

Cong Yi knew what he wanted to say: "I'm not afraid, there's nothing to be afraid of."

Sleeping: "..."

Cong Yi entered the game: "Okay, I know you are good, you can beat Yue Wenle, you can beat Quiet, and you just beat the big devil."

Ah Sleep: "Yeah."

The two lined up for two hours, Cong Yi yawned and said, "Go to sleep."

A sleepy didn't move.

Cong Yi looked at the time: "Then you play for a while, I'm going to sleep."

Ah Sleep: "Good night."

Cong Yi: "Good night."

A good night at two o'clock in the morning is not much different from a good morning.

Ah Sleep played in solo queue on the professional server until seven o'clock in the morning.

"All night?" A private message popped up.

Ah Sleep saw the blind ID —— favorite Close.

I still like Close the most in the opening game, and this will become my favorite, as expected of you Quiet.

Ah Sleep doesn't like to talk, but typing is okay: "You didn't sleep either?"

Favorite Close: "What are you thinking, my brother wakes up early." My boyfriend went for a morning jog, and I was so lonely sleeping by myself.

Ah Sleep: "You wake up very early."

Wei Xiao yawned and teased him: "Nervous?"

"What are you nervous about?"

"I hit my dad in the semi-finals."

Sleeping: "..."

Wei Xiao likes to tease Ah Sleeping: "Scream Dad, during the game..."

Sleeping: "..."

Wei Xiao finished typing: "It's impossible to spare your life."

Ah Sleep: "..."

Wei Xiao smiled and opened the room: "Solo?"

Sent him the room number.

Ah Sleep didn't want to talk to him, but couldn't resist the temptation, so she searched for the room number, who knew that the room number had a password.

Wei Xiao chatted with him privately: "The password is 'brother'."

Ah Sleep: "...it's you."

Wei Xiao: "Come, come, wait."

Ah Sleep entered the room and picked a hero in seconds.

Wei Xiao casually took a rain hunter.

Ah Sleep didn't say much, entered the game, bought equipment with some skills, and attacked Rain Hunter in stealth.

The new Solo mode is very different from before.

Supplies?unnecessary.

development?no need.

The start is full of gold coins, full of gods, full of levels, and only players can fight.

Ah Sleep took the Hidden Thief, and Wei Xiao took the Rain Hunter.

Although the Thieves beat the Hunters, the Rain Hunter itself has the attributes of an assassin, so it's really hard to tell who wins and who loses.

Wei Xiao spread raindrops on half the screen, trying to stimulate the invisible Ah Sleep, who knows that the essence of Ah Sleep's positioning did not touch half of the raindrops...

The sound of whoosh sounded, and Wei Xiao was stabbed in the back.

The hidden thief landed from the phantom, and the dagger stabbed hard into Yu Lie's back.

Wei Xiao stepped on the raindrops to escape, and still had time to type: "Brother Sleeping, a man's waist can't be hurt."