Mecha little prince

The people who were startled by the bad news and were too scared to jump by the "good news" helped each other out of the analysis room.

The data analyst pushed the door open, and the bearded coach was ordering today's game video from the commissary guild on the screen.

"Have you started studying your opponents in the regional competition so early?"

The coach rubbed his brows, and finally showed a bit of fatigue that would never be shown in front of the players: "Plans are worse than changes. We have planned for a whole year, and finally formed today's team, thinking that we can rush into the professional team in one go , but encountered a black swan event like 'Lin Chen's return'."

He laughed self-deprecatingly: "Maybe I really don't have this life."

The data analyst sat down beside him and patted his thigh: "Lin Chen hasn't played a game for a few years, so he may not have the same strength as before."

"He played outside."

"what match?"

"Central European semi-professional, Rot."

The data analyst stared wide-eyed, "Who is this?"

The coach said: "This is the ID he used to play games in his spare time when he was studying in the Central Europe area. The winning rate is 90.00%. It's been buzzing around for a while."

The data analyst was surprised: "Why didn't I hear the wind?"

"Maybe because you are not good at German, French or English."

"..."

On the screen, the game begins.

The coach and the data analyst sat shoulder to shoulder, calmly, in sharp contrast to the screaming scene on the screen.When the game was over, it was nearly midnight, and the two sat in silence for a while.

The coach rubbed the sore back of his neck: "How is it?"

The data analyst smiled wryly: "Lin Chen is stronger than before."

The times are advancing. Lin Chen, who was like a fish in water back then, may not be invincible now. However, Lin Chen has also improved.

The coach glanced at him: "Go to the cafeteria for some supper?"

"Let's order takeout," said the data analyst.

"Don't you think takeout is unhealthy?"

"Old Liu came to me during dinner and said that the children have a lot of food recently and they want to raise their money next month."

The coach was silent for a while, then took out his mobile phone: "What takeaway do you want?"

The data analyst patted him: "Forget it, save some money. If we fail to qualify this time, we will have no sponsors, and we will have to tighten our belts."

Without sponsors, do they still have belts?

The coach is not optimistic.

They are no longer a small guild that has its ups and downs and no one cares about it. If the sponsor withdraws its capital this time, many guilds and teams will surely gather around like hungry wolves and hunt sheep, and divide up the team he has managed to pull together. clean and dry.

He didn't want his team members to face the test of choosing between future and loyalty.

So I can't lose, I dare not lose, and I don't want to lose.

He stretched his neck: "If you don't order it, don't order it. I'll watch the game again and use it as a supper."

The contestants woke up the next day and swept the cafeteria with the mentality of eating a buffet.Next is a tough battle, and food reserves must be in place.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but the little prince always feels that the person in charge of the cafeteria looks a lot thinner than when he first met.He shared this discovery with Yang Huacheng, and worried about the guild's financial situation, otherwise why the person in charge seemed so stressed.

Yang Huacheng didn't care: "He may have lost weight successfully. It's good to lose weight, to prevent high blood pressure and high blood fat."

The little prince who has always believed that obesity is a symbol of wealth and honor is struggling to reverse his concept - in today's society where material life is greatly enriched, people regard thinness as beauty.

When the players who couldn't eat and wanted to walk around walked into the training room, they were ready to be bombarded indiscriminately. However, the coach changed his usual yin and yang and asked everyone if they slept well last night.

The contestants were flattered, and Chen Jinghui was the first one unable to withstand the pressure, and said with a mournful face, "Coach, why don't you scold me? You are so gentle, you look like a pervert!"

coach:"……"

And then he got his wish - after being scolded hard, he was sent to the corner to do basic exercises.

The others shrank their heads like quails, waiting for the coach to continue exerting strength.But the coach held back again, and just asked everyone to practice for practice, for confrontation, for those who want to watch the game, go to the analysis room to watch the game, everything is as usual.

Everyone passed the day anxiously, and did not breathe a sigh of relief until they received the notice to go to the analysis room after the meal before dinner.

Along with the notification, there are also warm tips from data analysts: eating too much dinner can easily lead to obesity, poor sleep quality, acute pancreatitis, diabetes, chronic enteritis, and bowel cancer.

Everyone: "..." What a scary look.

That night, the Shenlong Descendants Guild collectively lost their appetite.

The cafeteria prepared an excessive amount of food this time, but the supply exceeded demand. It was not easy to stay overnight in summer, and the refrigerator couldn’t fit in it. The person in charge was so angry that he almost pierced the calculator. , causing great physical and mental trauma to the cafeteria staff... Plus money!Add money!

The so-called one blast, then decay, and exhaustion.

The players had done too many mental preparations, and in the end they were all broken. Everyone consciously sat in various corners, hoping to disperse the coach's firepower for a while and prevent the target area from being too concentrated.

The little prince handed in his homework before the coach entered.

Originally, he planned to study Yanghuacheng, and he downloaded an article on Fanwen.com, copied and revised it, and made up an experience, but when he really opened the webpage, the poster of seeing Lin Chen for the first time appeared in his mind strangely. , Then remembered Zhen Ping'an and his teammates' compliments to Lin Shen.

...I always feel that if I copy it, I will admit defeat.

Therefore, he spent a day carefully watching the game from beginning to end twice, combined with the basic exercises of these days, and seriously wrote an original experience.

But I don't have the confidence I had when I handed in my homework last time.

At that time, he really felt that the essay he wrote criticized Lin Chen for nothing.

When the coach answered, his expression was not very good-looking. He probably thought that he must have used improper means to hand in so early, but after seeing the familiar obscure words, he was satisfied.

"The words used in the future can be more colloquial."

The little prince: "..." How can the coach believe that this is already a word of mouth within his ability.

Before the official analysis of the game, the coach read the little prince's article aloud in public.

Knowing that everyone's level was about the same level, the little prince didn't feel shy, looking at the coach with anticipation and fear of being hurt.

Coach's comment: "The basic exercises are not in vain. I know when to use skills and why to use skills. The progress is very fast!"

The little prince opened his eyes wide in disbelief.Is this being praised?

Yang Huacheng looked at his glowing side face and sighed in his heart.I still remember that at the last experience review meeting, the simple roommate was the only one who was praised by the coach, and then...

The little prince obviously also thought of this, and his smile gradually froze.

Next, the data analyst made a professional comment on yesterday's game.From the team to the individual, from tactics to techniques, all aspects were analyzed in detail, and the little prince was dizzy.

It turns out that the experience after the game... Do I have to write such a long article?

Holding the mobile phone, the little prince hesitated for a long time, and whispered to Yang Huacheng: "How about you give me the website of Fanwenwang again." If I knew it, I wouldn't delete it.

The 4V4 and 10V10 matches made the most mistakes, and the three main players, Chen Jinghui, Yang Haiwei, and Du Rui, couldn't hold their heads up.Everyone else thought that the coach must be furious this time. After all, the coach of the descendant of the dragon is famous for his violent temper, so that it is very difficult for them to poach people.Unexpectedly, the coach lightly asked everyone to go back and reflect, and the matter passed by like this.

Until they left the analysis room, Chen Jinghui and the others were in a trance, and couldn't believe that they just came out like this.

Du Rui wiped off his sweat: "I thought we would definitely perform Agatha Christie's "And There Were None" this time."

Chen Jinghui said deeply: "According to the principle of 'everything is abnormal, there must be a demon', do you think the coach will...be taken away? His soul may be suppressed somewhere in his body right now, screaming bitterly. His only My hope is that we can see the difference between him and the one who seized the house, and find a Taoist monk to rescue him."

Shan Menglong pushed him: "Then go and save him."

Others egged on.

Chen Jinghui shrunk his shoulders and leaned against the wall, as if a root had grown from the sole of his foot, he was motionless: "I haven't finished yet! What we never expected is that we fell in love with the new coach and lived happily ever after with him. Together."

"What are you talking about at the door?" The coach poked his head out from inside.

Everyone hurriedly stood up straight.

The coach looked at Du Rui.

Du Rui replied eagerly: "It's nothing, it's just that Gray God wants to live peacefully with you."

……

All sounds are silent.

Looking at Chen Jinghui's terrified face, the coach smiled slowly: "Okay, come in, let's have a good talk."

No one sleeps tonight.

Everyone silently guarded the door of the analysis room, in the name of protecting their teammates, but in fact they wanted to see the good show as soon as possible.

Chen Jinghui went in for more than half an hour before coming out with weakness in limbs, sweating profusely, and staggering steps.Shan Menglong helped him, and Chen Jinghui simply leaned up, as if he didn't even have the strength to stand up.

Yang Haiwei bit his fist: "What happened to you? Tell me, let us help you cry together."

Everyone else pricked up their ears curiously.

Chen Jinghui said weakly: "It's nothing, just watching the game video."

so easy?

"By the way, do a hundred sit-ups."

"And a hundred push-ups."

"Squat another 10 minutes of horse stance."

Everyone: "..."

Crying in unison: "Grey God, you really died a miserable death."