Full-time master all-round designer

"Bang! Kacha!"

"That guy is still smashing things?" Corvinus glanced at the direction from which the voice came.

"Children, it's just losing your temper." Dracula rubbed his temples: "Gabriel hasn't come back yet?"

"Not yet." Hercules shook his head: "He said he would be back in a while."

"Okay, you go back and rest first, and leave the rest to me." Dracula said a little tiredly.

"is that OK?"

"Okay, besides Dracula, do you think anyone else can persuade that guy?" Leviathan stood up.

Michael opened his mouth, scratched his head, and was dragged away by his teammates just as he was about to say something.

Dracula was the only one left in the huge meeting room.

Tsk, I originally thought that even without any tactics, the United States, which was the first to establish a professional league, should be the strongest by virtue of hard power.

Unexpectedly... Dracula sighed. Moreover, this team is really difficult to lead. Now he feels like a kindergarten teacher, either dealing with the children's conflicts or on the way to deal with them.

oh?Over there, it seems to be over?

Dracula was stunned, stood up, walked towards God's room, thought for a while, went downstairs and bought two hamburgers, then looked at the mess in the house, tilted the door and asked: "I Can I come in?"

There was no sound in the room for a long time, Dracula shrugged, and walked in directly.

"Tsk, you really don't have a moment's rest. Your temper will cause so much trouble to the person who cleans the room tomorrow." Dracula shook his head: "Forget it, anyway, you have money."

"That's why you said this?" In the dim room, God raised his head and stared at Dracula in front of him.

"Not really, just to see if you've finished venting your anger, Nuo, you didn't eat dinner, I bought you two hamburgers downstairs, let's eat together." Dracula handed the bag in his hand to God .

God glanced at it, sneered, and just about to sneer, his stomach let out a growl, swallowed his saliva, and finally snatched the thing from Dracula's hand, and ate it with big gulps.

"Actually, it feels quite unnecessary, what do you think?" Dracula smiled. Fortunately, the lamp was not smashed by God, so he turned on the light, pulled a chair over and sat down.

"I'm a genius." God raised his head and looked at Dracula fiercely.

"Yes, yes, you are a genius. No one has ever denied this, but have you really understood glory?" Dracula tilted his head: "Don't rush to answer, what you have mastered is the ability to drive The pinnacle of the magician profession, I dare say that from the establishment of Glory to the present, no one knows this profession better than you, and no one does it better than you, but Glory doesn't play like this."

"Heh, I was just careless this time. In the finals, I will tear up those bastards." God crumpled up the paper: "Thank you for the food, now, you can leave."

Ma Dan, so you didn't listen to it at all, you have been beaten several times and you still haven't realized that there are geniuses like you in Huaxia!
Dracula sighed and left the room.

As soon as he walked out of the door, he saw Gabriel walking over with a haggard face. A little further inside was his room.

"Gabriel, are you feeling better..."

The next day, Huaxia settled in the hotel, meeting room

"No, no, no, no, no, this is too unsafe. I think Sun Xiang is more suitable as this bait and it would be better for Lao Xiao to take care of it." Huang Shaotian shook his head repeatedly.

"This is already the third plan you have vetoed." Wang Jiexi sighed helplessly.

"But it's not appropriate for the captain to be the bait. Even if you can hold the opponent explosively, are you sure you can rescue him in time? No, after the last round of setbacks, I don't believe that God will be so brainless and directly bite the bait. It's just that replacing other people is not worth the loss." Huang Shaotian said seriously, and it was rare that he didn't quarrel with Wang Jiexi.

"Tsk tsk tsk, how does it feel to be rejected by your partner, Lao Yu." Xiao Shiqin asked with a smile.

Yu Wenzhou smiled and shook his head: "What Shaotian said makes sense. I'm not sure how long I can hold the two of them together, let alone a god among them."

"Just get used to him." Bai Mo sighed helplessly: "Then, discuss the feasibility of the next strategy, with Sun Xiang as the core of the strategy..."

Everyone had a good time at the party yesterday. After the party, other professional players left one after another. They knew that they needed to give these guys some time.

What they can do, they have already done. If these guys still need help, they will take the initiative to ask.

Discussions continued from morning to night, and meals at noon and evening were also eaten in the conference room. Finally, several plans were settled, and everyone fell into entanglement again.

"Today, let's go here first, tomorrow we have to decide on a plan." Ye Xiu rubbed his neck and said a little tiredly.

Tacticians should be the most exhausted group of people. Sit on it and discuss a plan that everyone thinks is acceptable, then analyze possible situations, simulate the situation of the opponent, and then explain it to others in detail.

Labor, and hurt the body.

"Two days before the start of the final, we need to decide on a list to submit to the referee team. We just need to hand it directly to Lao Feng. He said that someone will come to pick it up." Yu Wenzhou glanced at Bai Mo and said.

"Let Lao Feng pick it up in person at that time?" Bai Mo thought for a while, then shook his head.

"Hey, as for being so ignorant?" Sun Xiang sneered, laughing at Bai Mo's caution.

Bai Mo rolled his eyes: "What the hell, give you some sunshine and you'll start to shine, right? I'll settle the matter after the finals."

"Bring me one." Fang Rui signed up eagerly.

"Well, count me in, count me in, I've seen this kid upset for a long time!"

"Is there any shortage of sacks?"

"I'm coming, I'm coming!"

"Go back and ask if anyone else is interested in doing it together."

"I think there should be a lot of people like this?"

"I think so too."

Yu Wenzhou shook his head amusedly. This Sun Xiang helped a lot: "Okay, everyone, go to bed early. As for what Xiaobai said, I will pass it on to Chairman Feng."

"But Xiaobai, you really made a big deal out of a molehill, right?"

Have it?

Bai Mo sighed, if it wasn't inappropriate, he would have wanted someone to escort him all the way...

I hope it's too much, right?
Bai Mo looked sideways out of the window, Zurich, which was originally quite sunny, did not know when the moon had been covered by dark clouds.

After two days, with the help of other Chinese professional players, the Chinese national team finally came up with a plan. With Sun Xiang as the main attacker, Troubling Night Rain supported, Wang Buliuxing assisted, and the Cloud Piercer maneuvered. For support, Shi Buzhuan freely changed his position, and the sixth person was Su Mucheng who could provide long-range artillery suppression.

"Can you let go..." Feng Xianjun looked at Ye Xiu who was holding on to the list in a speechless manner.

"Don't worry, let me confirm again." Ye Xiu said casually.

"I'm afraid it will be ruined if you keep talking!" Feng Xianjun looked at the children gathered around and looked at the content on the paper, and said helplessly: "It will be submitted before two o'clock in the afternoon. I can't catch up!"

"Tsk, you're so picky, it looks like you haven't made your mark on the referee's bench yet!" Huang Shaotian said contemptuously.

"Go, go, what do kids know! If I wasn't on the jury, do you know how many people would be caught for your trash talking?" Feng Xianjun scolded angrily.

"Oh, that's right, if the World Invitational has shady scenes, it's really worrying for the future professional league..." Huang Shaotian shook his head.

"Don't delay me any longer! No kidding, submit at two o'clock!"

"By the way, Uncle Feng, I haven't asked all this time. Is there a result of Gao Li's penalty?" Bai Mo asked curiously as he squeezed Feng Xianjun's shoulder.

"Little Baimo is still good..." Feng Xianjun glared at Huang Shaotian, and then said seriously: "It's out, because the Korean team used improper means to frame professional players from other countries, the league has decided to ban him from participating in the next three years." The qualifications for the World Invitational Tournament will be revoked, and the current chairman of the professional league in Korea will be revoked, and the official person in charge of Glory in Korea will be held accountable."

"Tsk, it's okay, I didn't beat them to death in one go." Bai Mo sighed regretfully, and walked away.

"...Your fault of employing people forward and not backward is as good as Ye Xiuxue." Feng Xianjun blew his beard and stared angrily.

"Okay, okay, take it away." Ye Xiu let go of his hand, and handed the registration form to Feng Xianjun. Under the videotape of other official personnel, he sealed the crumpled player list and put it away. into a sealed box.

"By the way, you guys should be the last professional players I have ever coached." Feng Xianjun sighed suddenly, and looked at the guys in front of him seriously: "Thinking about it, the earliest time I have known you is eight years. ah……"

"What's the matter, old Feng, are you going to retire?" Huang Shaotian was taken aback, and quickly asked, "Who is the next chairman of the alliance? It can't really be Ye Xiu, right? It's real!"

"I'll go, won't I?"

"What are the conditions for running? If Ye Xiu is elected, he will definitely mess up the alliance!"

"Why don't you think about Lao Feng again, I feel that you are in your prime now, there is no need to retire so early!"

A group of professional players gathered around them. They are all, or used to be professional players at the captain or vice-captain level of each team. They have spent a lot of time dealing with Feng Xianjun, and Feng Xianjun has indeed taken great care of them since he took the stage. People, suddenly hearing the news that this guy is going to retire, I feel a little bit sad.

The main thing is...

"Shouldn't you just say who the new chairman of the alliance is? Could it really be Ye Xiu?"

"What does he like to eat, drink and play? Is he young and handsome?"

……

"Damn, I'm going to be promoted! Chairman of the Asian Glory Professional League!" Feng Xianjun couldn't help cursing: "You don't expect me to order something better, do you?"

"Cursed, he scolded."

"This has no quality!"

"that is!"

"Despise him."

The others felt bored and turned away one after another.

This group of guys, if they were directly under their superiors for a few more years, they might lose many years of life.

Feng Xianjun blew his beard and stared, and glanced at his watch, it was time to go.

"Hey, little guys." Feng Xianjun called to the members of the Huaxia team who were about to go back to their rooms to rest.

Ye Xiu, who fought the longest, was a young guy when I first met him... Shit, I have a problem with my memory. From the very beginning, this guy was the one I didn't worry about the most.

Bai Mo, who has been making troubles since he entered the league, has never stopped. Ever since he took over as the captain of Xingxin, this kid has made people worry a lot. Having this kid escort the national team really made him worry a lot.

The most worry-free, and also the most regrettable, flawed Yu Wenzhou, who was the most noisy around, forced himself to modify the rules of the Glory Professional League, and even uploaded it to Huang Shaotian in the general association. This guy has also changed from a boy to a young man. ah.

Although Xiao Zhou is a bit more reticent, everything else is a top professional player, a benchmark of glory that he raised with his own hands.

Sun Xiang, which team will he go to and which team will be relegated? I don’t know if there is any reason for him not winning the championship this time. I should have known if he should not have joined. Forget it, it’s all superstition, but he’s still a great guy .

There is also Wang Jiexi, who is not too different from Xiao Zhou, but his facial features are not correct. Alas, this child, what a pity!
And Fang Rui... Forget it, let's not mention him.

Feng Xianjun looked away in disgust. The chairman of the Australian Union hadn't given him a good look in the past two days.This made Fang Rui feel baffled.

Chu Yunxiu, the eldest sister of all female contestants, just needs to smoke less and watch less TV dramas.

Guo Mingyu doesn't have much contact with him, but he is also a good boy.

Tang Hao, after joining the national team, changed a lot. He no longer had the arrogance and hostility of before. Very good, throwing him in and polishing him was the right thing to do.

Zhang Xinjie...why is he staring at me all the time, is it because I'm not well dressed?This kid, please recommend him a psychiatrist later.

Zhang Jiale, great guy, his long-cherished wish has been fulfilled, Xingxin has not failed him, and he has not failed Xingxin either.

And the little girl Mucheng, alas, it's a pity that my son is too old, so I can give it to Ye Xiu, a little bastard...

Xiao Shiqin, this World Invitational is also one of the opportunities for him to realize his dream. Now, he should be more nervous than anyone else, right?
Looking at the past one by one, Lao Feng smiled, disgusted, and helpless, and finally turned into a deep bow: "It's an honor to meet you, thank you for your hard work, you are the best .”

"..."

Everyone stared blankly at Lao Feng and remained silent for a long time.

Ah, I suddenly felt emotional. These guys must be very moved, right?

"Old Feng...has a cramp in his head?"

"According to that outdated catchphrase, this is a joke, right?"

"It's possible."

"No, I just want to ask him what happened to the way he looked at me just now?"

"I don't know, why do you look disgusted when you look at me, you bastard!"

"Slow down, keep down, I'm going to take out the medicine again!"

... These bastards, if they don't win the championship, wait to be scolded to death by me!
Old Feng's face darkened again. (end of this chapter)