My villain cub is the protagonist [Quick Transmigration]

God T's eyes fell on his hand unknowingly, staring at that poor crayfish, feeling that it would never have imagined that it would be tortured like this even in death.

"Don't worry too much, and don't need to be too anxious now, after all, there is still a long time before the World Championship."

"Okay, I just want to tell you this news in advance, so that you can make preparations. It's getting late, so I'll go back first. It's late, and my daughter is clamoring for her father again."

Xian Mo nodded, cleaned up the rest of the things, and threw them into the trash can not far away.

On the way back to the dormitory, he couldn't help but recall what God T had said to him before.

In fact, he can also feel that his training has become a lot more difficult, especially in some areas, those targeted training, now that he thinks about it carefully, it is more like a test for himself.

Lao Wang is indeed not young, and he has been praying before the end of his leisure, hoping that Lao Wang's retirement time can be later, so that he can stay on the professional stage for a longer time.

He still remembers that when he first joined the first team, Pharaoh did not target him at all because he was his substitute, and even often dragged him to train together.

Occasionally, when the coach didn't see it, he quietly gave himself some of the snacks he hid.

For Xian Mo, it was like secretly eating snacks in class when he was in school. He himself knew that this was a bad behavior, but he couldn't help but feel that it was very good.

The next day, when Lao Wang entered the training room with his own snacks, he saw Xian Mo walking towards him with red eyes as soon as he walked up.

"Mo, is it someone who bullied you? Why are you crying so early in the morning? You are so grown up, how can there be so many tears, you call your dad to complain, and ask your dad to beat you back!"

Lao Wang sat on the sofa, tore open his own snacks, and gave some to Xianmo out of habit.

They all entered the team and started training in their teens. They are not as mature as others, and their personalities are a little more innocent. They stay in the training room all day, and one of the few pleasures is to eat something.

"Brother Wang, you, can you not leave, I..."

Before I could finish my last sentence, I couldn't help sniffing.

He came to the training room early in the morning, staring at many familiar scenes in the training room, recalling the past in his mind.

When Brother Wang was drunk, he was the one who brought people back to the dormitory. At that time, Brother Wang told him drunkenly that even if he died, he would die in the base.

For him, apart from e-sports, there is nothing worthy of his love.

"It was the coach who told you the words, right? I wanted to tell you myself, but I was worried that I would not be able to speak clearly."

After realizing the reason why he was feeling uncomfortable at the end of leisure, Brother Wang didn't like before, he put the snacks aside and sighed.

In fact, if he had a choice, he would prefer to stay on the professional stage all the time, but the facts simply don't allow it.

Since he started the official game until now, he has not been said a few times, and he himself had the idea of ​​​​retiring when he was scolded last time.

That's right, he's not too young now, so why should he stay here forever.

"Brother Wang, you are obviously playing very well now."

Xian Mo's emotions have been controlled, but he is still a little sad, and there is a little nasal sound when he speaks this sentence.

"Is that me playing well? No, it's because my teammates played better than before after I was scolded last time, and they are using their methods to cover up my mistakes."

Every time Brother Wang thinks about this, he feels very uncomfortable. At the beginning, he obviously took care of them, but now he didn't expect it to be the other way around.

"Don't you still think that the reason for my retirement is you because of what you did before?"

Brother Wang thought about the fact that he had been worried that he would affect God T in his spare time before, and he was afraid that he would have the same thought on this matter now.

"My retirement is my own idea. You become the next starter. That is the decision of the coaching staff. They are all non-interfering. You don't have to think too much."

Brother Wang stretched out his hand and patted him on the shoulder. At first he also thought this child was innocent, but after getting along with him for a long time, he knew that he had a good father, so he couldn't help but take care of him a little bit more. .

That is to say, at the end of the day, he didn't know in his heart, but in fact, his father arranged countless benefits for them behind the scenes.

There will be all kinds of things sent over during the holidays, whether it's because of the gifts from his father, or because he is cute and lovable at the end of his spare time.

In any case, they will take more care of the child.

Other things are easy to talk about. The gifts they give are at most to make them happy. In fact, the most important thing is that although Xian Mo's father is the major shareholder of the club, he has never used this status to ask for it. what are they doing.

In the past, in their circle, it was not because of their status that they forced others to retire and let that person with background go up to the game.

"Let me tell you the truth. Anyway, when you become a starter in the future, don't read those random comments on the Internet. I'm at this age and people scold me. Those words can't be listened to at all. "

"If you can become RD's next starter, that's entirely due to your own strength. Why do you think so much? Could it be that if you don't become the starter, I won't retire?"

What Brother Wang said was very straightforward, he didn't want to use this matter in exchange for Xianmo's guilt towards himself.

They are all from the same club. Since this kid joined their first team, he has been taking care of him by himself. If I really want to talk about it, I am the last person who doesn't want to see him sad.

"Okay, okay, the rest of our team will come over later, do you still remember that big mouth? If you don't wash your face now, tomorrow you will cry even if the cleaning staff in our club Aunt knows."

When Xian Mo heard this, he stood up hurriedly, turned his head and went to the bathroom.

Brother Liu Wang sat there by himself, stuffed some snacks into his mouth, and smiled with the corners of his lips.

Retirement is the result of his own deliberation, and it has nothing to do with anyone, but it's really sad after being disturbed by Hanmo.

Because this kid has a good father, he is spoiled a little naively, so he is not afraid that he will really not retire after being persuaded by him, and let him continue to be a substitute in the club.

After Brother Wang complained about Xianmo in his heart, he inexplicably felt that if this was the case, maybe Xianmo himself would be quite happy.

In the World Championship, they entered the finals without any pressure. During the semi-finals, Han Mo was also brought to the scene, sat in the lounge, and watched Brother Wang standing there wearing their team uniform.

"coach……"

"Watch the game, don't worry."

T looked at him distractedly. As a former retired player, he can completely understand what Lao Wang is thinking now.

At the same time, this is the game he is least worried about. They will definitely win the final championship.

Lao Wang himself does not want to leave regrets in his career, and his teammates also do not want this to happen.

Since they were able to use their better methods to cover up Lao Wang's occasional mistakes because they didn't want others to insult Lao Wang before, they would not have any accidents under such an important situation.

Originally, everyone was very confident in this game, but they didn't expect that in the semi-finals, their jungler suddenly couldn't continue to play due to physical reasons.

The player in the jungle position didn’t have a good stomach before, and he was prone to motion sickness, and taking motion sickness medicine didn’t help. Although the road to the venue was not far this time, he still didn’t eat anything because of motion sickness. They all vomited out.

During the intermission, the jungler was sitting on the sofa, clutching his stomach, his face was pale, and his forehead was covered with sweat.

At this time, the coach no longer asked him if he could continue, but directly called the ambulance and asked him to be sent there first.

A game is still not as important as his life. If this player really had an accident because of this incident, he will never forgive himself in this life.

The two substitute players in the jungle position were there, and the other jungler was still there. After looking at the three of them, God T almost wrinkled his brows together.

No, neither is very good.

Their opponents are very strong, and the opponents encountered in the semi-finals are not much different from the finals.

It is definitely not good to underestimate the enemy, not to mention that among the remaining three people, the number of times they played against a few players from the first team is not as much as that of idlers.

Every game they play is different, and now it can barely be regarded as a wild-core version. The remaining three players have good technical awareness, but they just can't bring the rhythm.

It's definitely fine in normal games, but in such an important game, facing an equally good opponent, not being able to bring up the rhythm will definitely be a fatal flaw.

Those who can reach the semi-finals are not stupid and sweet, even with their toes, they know to target this flaw.

"Coach, I'm sorry."

The other starting jungler lowered his head and said this sentence. His main style of play is a tool man, giving up most of the economy to his teammates, and playing a supporting role with the least economy. He can be regarded as a No. [-] support Bit, enhance the team's fault tolerance rate.

He is not suitable in the current version, and the jungle position in the current version is too important.

At this moment, Xian Mo's cell phone rang, making T God's attention fall on him.