I heard someone wants to raise me

Jing Xiuzhu didn't know what kind of temper Ning Jianjing had when he was outside, and he didn't know what he was like when he was with others, so his elder brother had to put him in his hands to educate him.

He also didn't know why Yi Ning Jianjing's scheming was "forced" by his elder brother. The only thing that was certain was that he had a purpose.

He must have a purpose in coming to FRG.

Jing Xiuzhu looked at him sideways, and quickly looked away, laughing in his heart, he was so worried about what to do, Ning Jianjing is the boss of this team, and the survival of FRG is in his hands.

He is a young man with Internet addiction, he is worried about other people's affairs, what Ning Jianjing said is right, can you take care of him?

You're right, he doesn't care.

"Jing Xiuzhu, where are you going?" Ning Jianjing frowned, cleared his throat, and yawned again, with a tired look on his face, his slender eyes narrowed slightly, and he was about to fall asleep.

"Youth training camp."

"Go for what?"

Jing Xiuzhu casually pushed aside a green plant in front of him, and only after he passed by did he follow up and ask him, "Do you know what the youth training camp is for?"

Ning Jianjing shook his head.

Jing Xiuzhu said: "The youth training camp is our team's...reserve army. In the future, when Wen Cheng and I retire, or someone transfers, we will usually choose a suitable player from the youth training camp. "

Ning Jian nodded and said "Oh" as if it had nothing to do with him.

Jing Xiuzhu frowned slightly, and then continued: "Generally speaking, you don't need to intervene in team affairs, but you still need to nod when making major decisions, such as a major transfer. Although Hu Lijin looks easy to get angry, In fact, he is very stable and reliable. He really likes FRG, and if nothing else happens, he will not betray you, so you don’t have to worry too much about entrusting him with the operation.”

Ning Jianjing frowned slightly.

Jing Xiuzhu also said: "FRG was established for six years. At that time, there was no such a large base. It was just a small house. We rented three rooms, one for training and two for sleeping. We usually hold meetings in the training room. , but the competition was not very perfect at that time, so everyone was not even in the same city during training, and they only got together during offline games."

"Six years ago, weren't you only 15 years old?" Ning Jianjing frowned and looked at him slightly, and couldn't help but sneer: "You came out to play games when you were 15 years old, does your family know?"

Jing Xiuzhu instinctively felt that the little bastard was scolding him, but after thinking about it, he endured it, lowered his eyes and smiled and said: "I know, then the freshman is gone, so why don't you know. At that time, the competition was not perfect, and there was no prohibition." Wen Cheng and I were the first to get to know each other about this kind of proxy fight, and we beat people on behalf of others day and night, it's been so long since I think about it."

"……why?"

Jing Xiuzhu tilted his head, took a deep breath, and said with a smile, "Why, I'm short of money."

Ning Jianjing rarely spoke anymore, and walked quietly beside him with his hands in his pockets, his eyes fell on his toes, which were almost the same as his, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Jing Xiuzhu said: "When we first established FRG, it was only Wen Cheng and I, and Yuan Sheng who was pulled from the game. He would not be happy about it. He and Lin Feng from Team Qingshan were classmates and wanted to form a team together. "

Ning Jianjing asked: "Then why did he agree to form a team with you?"

Jing Xiuzhu said "Oh" and said: "Because I beat him up, I thought I was too strong, and I could win the championship with me, so he came here, good birds choose trees to live in, listen to the words Have you ever been?"

Ning Jian Jing just wanted to speak, but was interrupted by Jing Xiuzhu raising his hand: "Forget it, you little illiterate, I don't think you have heard of it."

"Jing Xiuzhu, why haven't you been beaten to death yet?"

Ning Jianjing finished speaking sincerely, and added: "You have been an Internet addict since you were 15 years old, you are not as good as me."

"Yes, I have been an Internet addict since I was 15 years old, and it has been six years." Jing Xiuzhu looked at his wrist, clenched it tightly, let out a heavy breath, looked sideways at Ning Jianjing, Said: "This team has gathered the hard work of many people, whether it is me or Wen Cheng Yuansheng, we all love this team with our lives."

"Now e-sports has been clearly affirmed in China. It is a sport recognized by the country. More and more people are beginning to recognize this sport. It has a bright future."

"Xiao Song and the others, the children in the youth training camp are very young and very talented. How hard they tried to persuade their families to play games. They only have to wear the national flag, hold the trophy and say, look, I didn't Only by living up to your own decision can you truly be worthy of yourself.”

Ning Jianjing frowned, "What exactly do you want to say?"

Jing Xiuzhu stood still and stared at Ning Jianjing for a while, but in the end he didn't say anything, just shook his head: "It's nothing, let's go."

He wanted to tell Ning Jianjing that if one day he achieves his goal, don't withdraw his investment in FRG, they won't let you lose money.

They are so good.

Everyone at FRG loves this team so don't leave them homeless.

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When the two arrived at the youth training camp, the children were not training, they gathered together in twos and threes to whisper, Wen Cheng and Coach Lin were behind Yan Xiao's computer and didn't know what to look at.

Jing Xiuzhu knocked on the door, "What are you looking at?"

The children were startled, and immediately ran back to their seats to sit, staring straight at Jing Xiuzhu's face, and unconsciously looking at Ning Jianjing next to him.

Ning Jianjing didn't come out very much during the day, and was usually only active at night, and the youth training camp was in the northwest corner of the first floor, and he would never pass by when going up and down the stairs. They had never seen the new boss.

"Coach Lin, come here and play the screen recording."

Jing Xiuzhu stood in front of the projection screen, Yan Xiao ran over and closed the blackout curtains, the entire training room was silent, and everyone was staring at the screen on the projection.

Ning Jianjing unconsciously turned his head and glanced at Jing Xiuzhu.

I found that he has a little habit. When he is serious, he will put his left elbow on his right hand, and then his left index finger will slightly lower his lips.

Ning Jianjing leaned against the door, retracted his gaze and took a leisurely look around the children in the youth training camp. The youngest looked to be fourteen or five years old, and the oldest was no more than ten years old.

After a game was broadcast, Jing Xiuzhu coughed, and they immediately sat up straight, looking at Jing Xiuzhu like an omnipotent god, waiting for his advice.

Jing Xiuzhu didn't immediately comment on the game, but knocked on the edge of the table and asked Ning Jianjing: "Mr. Ning, after watching the game, how is the opponent's strength based on your feeling?"

Ning Jianjing narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at his half-smile expression, still leaned against the door without changing his movements, and threw out four words lightly.

"Well, nothing to be afraid of."

Jing Xiuzhu nodded: "Yes, the aptitude is average."

Ning Jianjing: "Well, vulnerable."

Jing Xiuzhu looked up at the children and said, "Very good, did you hear that?"

Silent.

Wen Cheng and Coach Lin stared dumbfounded at the two people's seamless cooperation as if they were in a cross talk, and they were a little stunned for a while.

That's not what I said in the training room just now!

What he said just now was clearly that the opponent was very strong, and it was normal for Xiao Song and the others to lose their mentality. How could it be so vulnerable downstairs?

Not right.

Coach Lin coughed, approached Jing Xiuzhu in a low voice, and said, "Jing team, although we can't beat their self-confidence so bluntly, it's not right to brainwash them so blindly."

Jing Xiuzhu glanced at him sideways: "What are you talking about? In my eyes, you are vulnerable, otherwise you will let him fight me."

Coach Lin resisted the urge to roll his eyes, and continued to whisper: "Then you can't judge this group of kids by your own level, do you think everyone is Jing Xiuzhu?"

"Didn't I find someone who is not at the same level as me?" Jing Xiuzhu said, glanced towards Ning Jianjing, and almost turned Coach Lin angrily.

"Him? I heard that he is a cute new player who can't even distinguish a gun. You asked him to comment on the game? Can you convince the crowd? You are not serious."

"Of course I'm serious." Jing Xiuzhu turned his head and glanced at him, "Coach Lin, he is the boss, so it is most appropriate for him to say this."

Coach Lin was startled, subconsciously raised his head to look at Ning Jianjing who was leaning against the door, and then looked back at Jing Xiuzhu, suddenly realizing.

No wonder Jing Xiuzhu insisted on letting him come.

Did he want to see Jing Liwei for Ning?

As a result, the mentality of the children in the youth training camp was broken, which was related to the future interests of the team.

Secondly, this team is indeed very strong, and as the captain it is necessary to appease them, but if the team bosses all come to comfort them, the meaning will be different.

"Old stuff, really thoughtful."

Jing Xiuzhu chuckled lightly: "Thank you, thank you."

Coach Lin glanced sideways at Ning Jianjing, then turned back to look at Jing Xiuzhu, this shameless person paved the way for his wife so calmly, how dare he deny that the two of them are okay?

Gee.

Jing Xiuzhu raised his hand and knocked on the table, and then began to say: "In the first screen recording just now, Yul had a detail, that is, he blocked a bullet for DI, who of you has blocked a bullet for a teammate in a game? Raise your hand and let me see."

As soon as the words fell, only five or six raised their hands.

Jing Xiuzhu pressed the edge of the table, and coolly swept across a group of youth training players, "This is a subconscious instinct, without giving you time to think carefully, the game is like a battlefield, and if you don't have the awareness to protect your teammates, don't expect others to do it." to protect you."

"Is this team strong?"

It was still silent.

Jing Xiuzhu's voice was cold: "Answer me."

All the team members were cautious and did not dare to whisper, so they replied in unison: "Strong!"

Jing Xiuzhu nodded, the expression on his face did not loosen at all, when everyone thought he would continue to teach, he turned around and asked suddenly: "Compared to me?"

"You are strong."

Jing Xiuzhu asked again: "Where is Hua Yao, who won the championship this year, between me?"

Everyone dare not say that Hua Yao made his debut two years later than Jing Xiuzhu, and only made his mark in the third season. Can't touch the champion.

To say that he is not strong, the Jing team did not make it to the finals this time, but he won the championship.

Jing Xiuzhu looked at them holding their breath and seeing them nervous and afraid to speak, and suddenly laughed: "If you lose a game, you will win. No one can hold the championship forever, and no one will lose forever. Strength is not judged by a few matches."

"In your eyes, they may be very strong."

"In my eyes, they are just a group of chickens." Jing Xiuzhu swept across the crowd and asked, "Do you understand?"

"understand!"

"What if we meet again?"

"Break him!"

"Can't beat it?"

"Train hard, and one day you will pass!"

Jing Xiuzhu withdrew his hand, stood up straight, and nodded: "Very good, let's train."

After finishing speaking, he reached out and turned off the projector. Under the stunned expressions of Wen Cheng and Coach Lin, he calmly lifted his feet out of the training room, leaving behind a group of young players who had just been poured with blood.

Hidden strength and name.

Ning Jianjing withdrew his gaze, and finally took a look at the shame-faced children, then stood up straight and followed slowly, and said, "Hey old man, it's a pity that you don't engage in pyramid schemes."

Jing Xiuzhu said: "How do you talk to brother, it's not big or small."

Ning Jianjing pursed his lips and ignored him, and asked instead: "Hey, is this team really that strong?"

"Yes."

Ning Jianjing tilted his head, said "uh" and said, "But aren't you a myth in the e-sports circle? Even if you think you are strong, isn't it really strong?"

Jing Xiuzhu turned sideways, looked down at the floor-to-ceiling windows and smiled: "Mythology will also lose. Since this game has given teammates places, it proves that it is not a one-man war, and teammates are needed."

"If you can't learn to protect your teammates, you will always be in disarray."

Ning Jianjing came over, stretched out his hand to wipe the glass, and asked seemingly unintentionally, "Jing Xiuzhu."

"Ok?"

"Do you like this game very much?" Ning Jianjing paused, then modified: "Or, do you like being a professional player very much?"

"Of course." Jing Xiuzhu straightened his arms and stretched, looked at his hands, and smiled: "If it wasn't for... who would want to retire, of course he wants to keep playing."

"Is it really so important?" Ning Jianjing raised his eyebrows, blankly wondering what he was thinking, and asked after a while: "Then what if one day your hand hurts, or you can no longer play the game because of something?" gone?"

Jing Xiuzhu looked at him sideways for a while, smiled vaguely, stretched out his hand and rubbed his head, and said with a smile: "Then retire, you can't look for life and death."

The author has something to say: Welcome to watch: The crosstalk between Master Ning and the big flicker Jing team, the rich will make a fortune, and the poor will borrow money to make a fortune. It's on!