The most popular anchor training manual [E-sports]

Yu Zhen got off the boat almost as soon as it stopped. A few bullets barely grazed his third-level head, splashing a line of loose sand on the ground beside him. Then he saw that the rich tree was one step faster than himself, and had already moved close to the boat. The hull side of the cliff.

"I'll draw the gun line for you, you look for opportunities to go up!" Yu Zhen poked his head out, roughly traced the opponent's position, and fired a burst of shots.

"One shot!" Seeing the opponent being shot in the waist by himself, Yu Zhen thought to himself: Professional teams are nothing more than that...

Putting on the bullet, Yu Zhen probed again, and the gunshot rang out almost at the same instant, and he seemed to hear the rich tree say "No!"

Before he had time to raise the gun, he heard two crisp M24 mufflers... Looking at himself lying on the ground, Yu Zhen didn't come back to his senses for a long time: What happened just now?

The speed with which Yu Zhen was so proud of was eclipsed by the opponent's gun.

The Fortune Tree, which had rushed to the bottom of the ridge, turned back to the side of the boat despite the hail of bullets.Yu Zhen was almost moved by his selfless teammate feeling, but this feeling of gratitude died under a medical box...

"I'm going to die, I'm going to die... Hey!"

Yu Zhen finally lay down next to Fa Caishu and turned into a corpse... Fa Caishu took 9 seconds to finish the medical kit, and ignored the desperate wailing of his teammates from the beginning to the end, and now he was squatting on Yu Zhen's body without saying a word. Ghost animals move on the remains.

Seeing the rich tree on the screen licking his 98k and 98x mirror, it was difficult to leave the bunker.Yu Zhen took off the earphones, rubbed her red ears indiscriminately, and said angrily——I told you not to help me!let you lick me!Now, you sunset red, wait for death with [-]k!

Some are not tasteful, Yu Zhen picked up the mug on the table to pour water.

When I came back again, I didn't see the expected settlement ranking interface, and the game was still in progress!The fortune tree is going up the cliff at the moment.

Yu Zhen almost turned his face on the screen - there was a kill prompt in the upper right corner lululululu used 98k headshots to kill TB_YORK.

In just over 30 seconds, what did he miss?

Yu Zhen pulled the earphones on and put them on, opened the team voice and said tremblingly, "Brother Shu...you...the one who cheated on you was discovered by the official but will be permanently banned...even your teammates..."

The other party hummed vaguely. Normally, the jealous Yu Zhen greeted the whole family when he saw the hanging B, but this time, the object was the money owner after all... He swallowed and was scared.

There were only 4 people left on the field at this time, and YORK did not jump to kill after being knocked down. From this, it can be inferred that he still has teammates alive, so besides the rich tree, there is also a lone wolf in the finals.The current safe zone is already very small, but due to the harsh geographical location, the visible field of view of the rich tree is very narrow, and it is impossible to distinguish the location of the opponent.

Yu Zhen originally wanted to suggest that he give it a go, and wait for the lone wolf to go out to deliver it first, so that he can become No.2.Before he could open his mouth, Fortune Tree bowed and jumped onto the top of the cliff, threw out a few flash bombs and smoke bombs at a speed that dazzled Yu Zhendu, and retreated behind another cliff.Hearing the slight sound of footsteps, Yu Zhen didn't have time to remind her, Fa Caishu got up and shot blindly - killing one person with a headshot, leaving three people remaining.

Obviously, the remaining two are a team.Fortune Tree's shooting exposed its position, which was a big disadvantage.

Yu Zhen was not nervous at all, and was thinking that if the local tyrant only opened the lock, then it is estimated that there is no hope of eating chicken; if there is a chain of blood tests, then even if he is present, he will not be afraid.

After hearing the clear and crisp sound of pulling the bolt, Yu Zhen said silently in his heart, "There are enemies watching in front of you, and the abyss is behind you. It is really inevitable to throw this hand|thunder."

To be honest, he was quite afraid that this bomb would not kill the rich tree, so if he was reported after the game was over, both of them would be banned...

The rich psychological activities of "Fuck" were interrupted by the scene in front of me: I saw that the rich tree cut SKS and returned to the top of the cliff with a beautiful jump. Before the person landed, he even knocked down the tree with a headshot and was throwing his hand|Lei However, at the same time, he was shot twice by YORK who was squatting on the side. Fortunately, the opponent did not expect this spiritual jump, and Fortune Tree was not shot in the head.

On the other hand, YORK also relied on his strong consciousness to predict the damage range of the thunder in his teammate's hand. In order to avoid being hit by the already pulled thunder, he quickly dodged a few steps to the side—these are the steps that the rich tree was waiting for. ! !

The moment YORK jumped to the right, three steaming 762MM bullets had been waiting for him for a long time.

Yu Zhen leaned back on the computer chair, his eyes glazed over, the rich tree took him... to eat chicken?

Because the two have been using internal voice communication, they cannot talk after exiting the game.Yu Zhen stared at the screen for a long time but couldn't recover.He suddenly wanted to look in the mirror to see if his face was swollen to the sky.Hang up?Is my brain crazy or I have a problem with my eyesight, this kind of extreme reflexes, super consciousness, need to be turned on? !

After restarting the round, Yu Zhen couldn't wait to turn on the mic, "It's so handsome, Brother Shu! How do you judge that the thunder was thrown from the 40 direction? Also, I didn't even notice that you recited two Sniper? I'm too good at it, I didn't open the scope for the last few shots, and beat that terrific guy to the core... Me, eh?"

Yu Zhen, who was so excited that his face was flushed, was startled suddenly, no, he is obviously the technical anchor, and Fa Caishu is just an ordinary water friend, and he had to pick his feet in the first few rounds, why did he suddenly possess the God of War.

Fortune Tree, who hadn't moved for a long time, spoke only after Yu Zhen crackled, and his voice was a little hoarse: "Sorry, I feel a little drunk. My friend was playing behind the round just now, and he is very good."

"...No wonder...you didn't do much to search the house just now," Yu Zhen was convinced, and asked curiously, "Is your friend also in a professional team?"

"Yes."

"Then this number is also played by you?"

"Um"

"It's no wonder that the North American ranking is so high, and you can always meet professional teams. He must be the one who usually plays, right?"

"Yes, I can't hide it from you."

Yu Zhen originally wanted Fa Caishu to introduce him to his friend who is a great god so that he can ask some technical questions, but listening to the other party's tired voice, he still felt that something was wrong. The rich tree has gone to sleep...

*

"You kid, I'm afraid you're not a fool! What kind of friends are you hanging out with at three o'clock in the morning?" MILK leaned against the computer desk and yawned, "This is the one you played with recently... What is it called Raisin? of?"

Zhong Chuhang quit the game, "It's not him, this is a little anchor."

"So you dragged me out of bed abruptly in order to fool a little anchor?" Milk felt that the boss's brain circuit was getting more and more difficult for him to keep up.

"I didn't lie to him, I did drink too much." Zhong Chuhang's eyes drifted past several bottles of red wine on the desk, and two bottles were already empty.

"Am I saying this is a lie!" MILK shook his head helplessly, and put the red wine on the table into his arms, "Don't drink, don't drink, drinking too much hurts your throat... Go to bed now! Be good..."

Zhong Chuhang was unexpectedly docile, propping up the desk with one hand, slowly stood up from the chair, and walked out of the study steadily. MILK followed behind, watching the straight figure passing by the door of the master bedroom and turning into the guest bedroom.The door slammed shut in front of him...

MILK turned back to the living room with his forehead supported, and lay down on the sofa.

The boss is really drunk this time...

Yu Zhen lay on the bed looking at the ceiling and lost sleep.He has always been very confident in his skills.Although they often turn over during live broadcasts, their strength should not be underestimated once they are serious. Even a big anchor like Raisin has a little respect on the surface, but in his heart he never feels that his skills are inferior to others.

But today, he has to admit that he is still too immature in front of real technology.

It's like when confronting TB's YORK with a gun, every move is completely under the control of the opponent, and the next second's action and the next position all fall into the opponent's prediction.

And the friend of Fortune Tree not only broke YORK's prediction, but also made the situation that was originally firmly limited give birth to infinite possibilities.

This kind of judgment, which is like a conditioned reflex, is almost the opposite of ordinary survival awareness. It will not happen overnight to reach this level. Without long-term high-intensity practice, it is absolutely impossible. After ten years of fighting, this quality cannot be cultivated.But perhaps after professional training and professional polishing, this height is not out of reach.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help feeling a little excited. If he could join a professional club, he would almost be able to break through the technical bottleneck.Although Yu Zhen is now just a small anchor who died for his own money, in the past, he was also a passionate young man with e-sports dreams.

Yu Zhen was obsessed with FPS games when he was in elementary school. It was a time when the Internet was not yet popular, and he would play Call of Duty all afternoon when he opened Call of Duty.

When the Chinese team won the championship in the CS international war, he once regarded the team leader Zhong Han as an idol, and also dreamed of joining his team to fight side by side with him. Fortunately, it was not legal for minors to participate in e-sports at that time. Only then did he stop his absurd idea of ​​buying a train ticket to go to Shanghai alone.

Zhong Han couldn't wait until Yu Zhen came of age.After winning countless laurels, he quickly retired at the most radiant age. When he appeared in the eyes of everyone again, he even started a game commentary and organized an e-sports club.Thinking about it, Yu Zhen's thoughts drifted away, her breathing became heavier...

In the dream, Yu Zhen received an olive branch from her idol and joined Zhong Han's club.Under the high-intensity training, everyone in the team is tense and the pressure is very high. There are training games every day.Just as Yu Zhen and his teammates were lining up on the opposite side of the mountain, the voice of the rich tree suddenly came from the earphones.

"YORK, the recoil of the M24 is too high, throw it away." Yu Zhen turned her head to see that the muzzle of her teammate's M24 was facing her with a black hole, and exclaimed loudly, "Why is my teammate YORK?"

"Hmph," Fortune Tree sneered, "You joined TB."

Waking up from the dream, Yu Zhen, who had lingering fears in her heart, grabbed the cell phone next to her pillow and said to herself, "What is the name of the idol's club? Why can't I always remember it?"

The search engine shows the result "Zhong Han - from September 1979, 9 to present, used ID: CLOCK, main achievement: founder of ZH e-sports club..."

Yu Zhen searched again using ZH as the keyword, and the second content that popped up was actually "ZH established a PUGB branch and recruited online team members"

My heartbeat accelerated, and I clicked the registration requirements with my breath held: In addition to the basic requirements such as ranking and data, there must be no less than nine hours of online training time.

The thoughts in my heart are flying, I don't have to go to work during this period, training and live broadcast should not conflict, but after returning to the company, there must be not enough time...

Then I thought about it, if I really entered ZH, playing games and live broadcasting, not to mention supporting myself, the mortgage can be paid off in advance, what kind of company should I pay back.

After figuring out this joint, he became a little light again, and he seemed to be able to see himself holding the trophy in one hand, hugging his idol while celebrating the victory.

Fearing that someone would take the lead, Yu Zhen quickly prepared the application materials, wrote 500 words of her pride and ambition in the column of development vision, and submitted the application confidently.

In the next few days, he carried out the standard routine of sleeping during the day and live broadcasting at night very regularly, but as time went by, Yu Zhen's enthusiasm gradually dissipated—the email lying in the outbox disappeared without a trace...

Yu Zhen searched on Baidu for a long time, "What are the tips for applying to join a professional team" and "What are the unspoken rules for recruiting a professional team"? Inquire about the doorway.

Fortune Tree hadn't appeared in the live broadcast room for a while, and Yu Zhen searched the QQ water friend group and WeChat water friend group, but there was no sign of him either.

It was only then that Yu Zhen discovered that the two had known each other for so long, and it was always Fa Caishu who took the initiative to find him, but he actually didn't have any social accounts of the other party except for the game ID, so that now he had no way of finding someone.

Yu Zhen hung her head and picked up her phone—it's better to say no than to hang her heart. According to the ZH club contact number on the computer Weibo, Yu Zhen dialed the phone.

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