My villain cub is the protagonist [Quick Transmigration]

After the mobile phone rang, Xian Mo hastily pressed the mute button, smiled apologetically at the coach, turned his head and went to the corridor outside.

"Hey, Dad, what's wrong?"

"Aren't you going to play today? I waited for a long time and didn't see you. The voices of young people nowadays are so loud."

Xianyu sat on the floor for a long time, but he didn't see the person he wanted to see appearing. Instead, he was agitated by the excited shouts of the fans.

"Dad, I'm just a substitute now, how can I play? If you want to dislike being noisy, why don't I ask the manager if you can come and sit in our lounge for a while?"

When Hanmo went to some games with the first team members, almost every time the screams of the fans overshadowed the conversation between each other.

Fans responded most enthusiastically to the game, screaming almost through the sound-isolating headphones they wore at the game.

"Forget it, I'm a bit noisy here and can't hear what you said clearly, so I'll hang up first."

After Xianyu finished speaking, he hung up the phone, stretched out his hand and gently rubbed the center of his brows, but this time he miscalculated, he didn't ask the people in the base clearly before, but he just heard that Xianmo also came here, so he took it for granted He'll play a game or two.

For such a long time, Xianyu has also reflected on himself, whether it is good or bad to bring the little tiger from his world to his own.

He was originally an immature tiger cub, but in these worlds he will grow up and become an adult.

After thinking about it, the idea of ​​not letting the underage tiger cub fall in love is extremely firm, so I can only spend more time with him and use double the affection to fill his emptiness in other things.

Fortunately, he was not the only one this time. In the flower shop, he met someone whose child was also a professional player. The old couple picked out the flowers with a serious face, and told the clerk of the flower shop to wrap the flowers in a more beautiful way.

Xianyu stared at the bouquet of sunflowers in his hand, wondering whether he could give it to his son as an excuse for the good weather today.

I also know his father at the end of the day, and he doesn't know anything about consciousness manipulation. It will definitely be boring to watch professional games without him playing.

So he just sat there and opened the social software to send a message to his father.

Another coach saw God T staring at the back of Xian Mo going out, guessed his thoughts, frowned and reminded: "This is too hasty, he just played a few times."

"But he's played really well in those games, and... he's got better integration with the rest of the team than anyone else."

Due to the version, these three players who couldn't adapt to the version for the time being have been half-eliminated. They couldn't keep up with the rhythm, and they might not be able to win the occasional training with the sparring staff.

If they are really required to play, whether they can enter the finals is completely unknown.

If you put it before, you can give it a try. Maybe they will explode with new potential in a more important situation, but this time the game is really too important for Lao Wang.

He couldn't let him leave with a regret when the professional game was about to end.

If they didn't make it to the finals this time, some people may think that Lao Wang retired because he felt that his strength was not good enough, and they would even make assumptions about whether Lao Wang would have won if he hadn't played.

Xianyu, who originally wanted to chat with his father, could vaguely hear the coaches talking about himself, and looked up curiously, only to find that almost everyone's eyes were on him.

"what happened?"

They won three games in the first half, and as long as they win another game, they can directly enter the finals.

The head coach thumped the sofa hard at this time, and couldn't help but wonder why today, the former jungler said that he was a little nervous last night and slept late so he wanted to catch up on sleep in the car.

In addition, he said that he thought such a short distance was okay, so the head coach agreed. Who would have thought that he would vomit when he got off the car, and he couldn't eat anything, and his stomach was empty and sick.

"Let the substitute come on."

They only need one more win, one more to take this one.

The original jungler's sub had the same jungler style as the jungler who just went to the hospital, but he was not too young, and he hadn't gotten along well with the other players in the first team before.

Therefore, the previous coaches were very hesitant, but now after the head coach has settled on this matter, even God T didn't speak anymore.

He is not the head coach in RD, and he can only make suggestions on many things. In the end, the choice of who to play depends on the head coach's own plan.

Although Xian Mo didn't understand why the others were looking at him just now, but now after they stopped looking, he just bowed his head to chat with his father.

It just so happened that he himself was also very nervous, and wanted to use this method to relieve himself a little.

【Dad, the jungler in our team went to the hospital because of his health. I don’t know if the new substitute can play well. 】

Xianyu really couldn't appreciate the performances during the intermission. After seeing the message sent by his son, he thought carefully before replying.

[It should be fine, haven't you already won three games before? 】

At the end of the day, he didn't reply anymore, he unscrewed a glass of water and handed it to Brother Wang. Among these people, Brother Wang would definitely be the one who was most nervous about the result, so he didn't say anything now.

But in fact, he knew very well that although he had temporarily won three games, it was not hopeless that his opponent would win four games in a row.

If this is the case, even if Brother Wang is not responsible, as long as he announces his retirement, someone will attack him and he will be responsible.

After taking a sip of water, Brother Wang smiled at Xianmo. He would never have thought of such a scene before, but now he began to comfort others.

"It's okay, I'm not nervous, the rest time is coming soon, let's get ready to go on stage."

At the end of the day, he saw Brother Wang's bravado at a glance, and after pulling the corners of his lips, he said cheers.

This time the atmosphere in the lounge was not what it used to be, everyone was nervous staring at the big screen.

Prior to this, several coaches had started looking for new players, but unfortunately there were no suitable ones. Like the jungler in their team now, there are not many in the entire e-sports circle.

God T also picked one from the youth training team. His personality, style of play and talent are all okay, but it's a pity that he is only 16 years old.

Even if he stays, he will have to wait another two years before he can play.

As everyone had guessed before, the opponent team kept staring at the jungler, and when other teammates wanted to help, they completely lost their rhythm.

From the anti-wild at the beginning, it exploded until the crystal exploded.

The assistant in charge stared at the screen in silence for a long time. He had to admit that his teammates, whom he often disliked before, did not follow orders and fought randomly, but they were an indispensable part of their entire team.

He seeks stability when commanding, and resolutely gives up if the risk is too great, but the teammate who was sent to the hospital was able to catch the last glimmer of hope in a desperate situation, and repeatedly relied on his courage to bring the dawn of a comeback.

"Captain, I'm sorry."

The substitute jungler was under a lot of psychological pressure, and his hands were even shaking slightly. He clearly felt that he was holding back.

They haven't run into each other, and many times they don't stand well, and they don't play the role that the jungler should have at all.

"fine."

When the head coach came up, he asked someone to say that he wanted to rotate, and replaced the other jungler from the first team.

The opponent is a team that has thoroughly researched them. After seeing the players that have been rotated, they removed the assassins who were very suitable for occupying vision and not economical in the ban position.

The meaning is obvious, it is to catch their flaws and fight to the end in the jungle position.

Xian Mo watched from below, his palms were already covered with sweat. More than anyone else, he hoped that Brother Wang would have the best ending, ending with a golden rain.

It's not about regretting walking to the stage and bowing goodbye to those who supported them all the way.

The current Wang brother will not play another game, they can meet each other on any other field, but it is impossible to be on the professional field.

God T leaned on the back of the sofa, closed his eyes and stretched out his hands to cover the harsh light.

He has played countless games as a player, and also coached countless times as a coach. According to his intuition, this one is still difficult for them.

Versions make heroes, and absolute techniques may go against the version.

However, when the gap between the junglers and the junglers is too large, the probability of winning is about 30.00%, or even lower.

T himself was once so arrogant that he carried the sewer hero to the whole audience, but at that time, he knew very well that it belonged to the era of development, and his sense of technique could completely crush the opponent.

After the head coach returned to the waiting room, he just received the news from the hospital, saying that he was on the drip and needed to rest for a few days.

"T, you think the same as I do, don't you?"

What the head coach said sounded like he was questioning, but in fact he was very sure. They knew better than anyone that this game was too difficult to win.

"Maybe a miracle will happen."

T said this in a hoarse voice, and the head coach replied after sighing: "If a miracle happens so easily, it's not a miracle."

In this game, from the beginning to the end, the idle eyes did not move away from the electronic screen.

We are in the same team, we practiced together a lot, this time it was not that difficult, the rhythm was almost the same in the early stage.

But in the middle and late stages, the jungler's economy is even lower than that of the support. When controlling the dragon, because of insufficient damage, after losing the dragon, he was wiped out in front of the highland tower.

Xian Mo watched the crystal explode, and then the director showed the camera on Brother Wang, and it was obvious that there were tears in his eyes.

Before the head coach took the stage, T stopped him and said in a low voice, "Why don't you try? We still have a chance to try and make mistakes."