I, who love to post on Weibo, have become a professional Tongtian generation

Chapter 549: The Art of Confrontation

The days passed by.

The training is getting more boring every day.

Just when he thought it was just another ordinary day, in the afternoon, Abin suddenly received a notice from the team leader in the group chat: "Don't do anything weird, the manager is coming today!"

Saw this message.

Abin was disdainful, thinking, isn't it just the manager coming over? Why send a notice? This scene reminded him of the leader coming to the school to check, and the head teacher was anxious to ask them to do a general cleaning.

A rebellious psychology attack.

While his roommates were all in the qualifying round, he took advantage of the fact that his team leader was not in the training room and ran to the second-floor balcony to bask in the sun.

After a while, Xun saw that Abin had not come back. He thought that he had exceeded the time limit for using the toilet and would be fined and given a verbal warning. For the sake of his brother, he went out to look for him.

As a result, I just walked out the door.

I found it very lively outside.

"Brother Hao?!"

A group of people stopped, and Xun saw with his own eyes a familiar figure running out from the balcony.

Guo Hao was chatting with the team leader when he suddenly saw a young man with a round face and small eyes running over: "Do you remember me... Two years ago, at an Internet cafe, you ordered a plate of pickled cabbage fried rice..."

"Oh!"

Qin Hao recognized him because he had the Internet cafe owner's WeChat. The Internet cafe owner had even mentioned this to him during the youth training program: "Are you used to living here?"

As he spoke, he explained to Guo Hao: "He is Chen Zebin."

"..."

The team leader looked at him strangely but said nothing.

In his eyes.

Two-time champion + good personality, but has many fans.

Before coming to the two teams, the manager told him that 90 percent of Top Esports' current business cooperation was supported by Qin Hao, including the club's related business operations, which were also supported by Qin Hao.

Therefore, even if Qin Hao was not a minority shareholder, he would still show the best attitude. What he found strange was that it was the time for qualifying, so why did Gou Ba come downstairs? Although there was a bathroom on the second floor, why did he have to go far away?
In front of so many people.

The team leader did not dare to warn Abin verbally and allowed him to make connections.

"I've been here for almost a month..." Abin complained a little. He had seen Qin Hao's glory in the Internet cafe. When he played games, there were crowds of people around him. This had a great impact on Abin, who was only 16 years old at the time.

"Let's go to the training room."

The team leader patted Abin calmly, turned to Guo Hao and Qin Hao and smiled: "There are six people in this batch, and they are all very adaptable. I heard from the supervisor that if we stay in the training camp for a full period, playing in the LPL will not be a problem..."

"Good job."

"Not hard, not hard."

Abin returned to his seat and found that Mr. Xun was looking at him. In the sofa area, Qin Hao sat next to Guo Hao and listened to them talking about the various regulations of the youth training camp.

"…Yes, we set strict requirements from the beginning and instilled the concept of punctuality."

“Military-style fully closed management.”

"The deliverymen can only leave the food at the door to prevent them from coming into contact with strangers."

"Collective living..."

"It was Director Park's idea to build another counseling room."

"There's a special equipment area upstairs. If you get bored with training, you can sweat it out."

"Are there punishments and rewards? Currently, two people have received ranking bonuses. In the future, we are considering setting up a perfect attendance award. For those who don't receive a warning once a month, we will give out 2 as a reward."

"There are definitely complaints, but everyone has to learn to adapt."

"Be strict now, and you will benefit from it for the rest of your life."

"..."

Guo Hao nodded from time to time.

Next to him, Qin Hao also agreed that "stricter management will be good for professional players."

After all, most clubs are just makeshift teams. Not to mention rejecting temptations from the outside, even internal management is not easy. They just drag the players to play cards when they have nothing to do...

"correct…"

Park Sun-in stared at Qin Hao. According to rumors, this was the man who had beaten the Crown to the point of losing his mind, and he still didn't dare to use Syndra in a crucial game.

"Now that you're here, can you show me a demonstration?"

The translator helps to relay the message.

Qin Hao was confused: "Demonstrate what?"

"The simplest thing is to finish off the enemy!" Park Sun-in understands that newcomers will always be impatient, so he takes this opportunity to let them know that there are always people better than you.

In this world.

Few people will have the chance to face the double champion.

"solo?"

"Emmm... Just last hit, don't pursue first blood." Park Sun-in thought about it and felt that first blood was too much. If the pressure is too great, the importance of basic skills will not be demonstrated.

"Is this so..."

It was just a matter of finishing off and disrupting the opponent's finishing rhythm... To be honest, he could do it with one hand. Because Qin Hao had too much experience in the game. Others didn't have a simulation space to set up training content and customize the environment.

To put it harshly.

If you want someone to practice with you, they have to have the time.

"Excuse me, how far do you want me to go?"

Park Sun-in: ???

This thing, can it be expressed by thinking?
Park Sun-in was a little nervous. He had heard a lot about how strong the double champion was, but this was his first time to actually come into contact with him.

That impressed him the most.

It’s not anything else, but the calmness in him.

It should be said that those gaming geniuses are very confident when talking about the areas they are good at. But even so, when demonstrating to others, they will inevitably feel nervous, and some may even be too excited.

But Qin Hao is different.

He was the first person who listened to a presentation in front of new people without getting embarrassed by messing up or being eager to show off.

Originally, Park Sun-in was worried that Qin Hao would find it troublesome and modest and would not want to demonstrate. After all, no matter how nice the words sound, it would still be embarrassing if they are not done well. It is normal to have doubts.

But now it seems.

This is not called self-confidence, but a feeling that it is too easy. Just like facing a very difficult challenge, people will be afraid and fantasize, but if they just eat and drink, no one will be moved.

"The reason I want you to demonstrate this is because some people think that custom last-hitting is useless and too simple. After completing it, they don't want to practice this most basic skill anymore..."

Park Sun-in stared at Qin Hao: "I want them to know that the foundation they have laid is very fragile."

"Ok."

Qin Hao said he understood.

As a professional player, he has encountered this kind of thing many times. Like Mark, after his proficiency increases, he will also brag. Every time this happens, Brother Mai will let him watch the first-person perspective and see him ashamed of himself.

"Who has the biggest opinion?" Qin Hao was curious.

"Chen Zebin."

"..."

Seeing Qin Hao's strange expression, Xx almost laughed to death. If I remember correctly, the first person who greeted him was named Chen Zebin.

"I'll give you half an hour to finish your ranking!"

Let’s continue drinking tea here.

The team leader over there started urging us.

Bin hadn't even started the ranking match yet, and wanted to come over to ask questions, but the team leader caught him and said, "Didn't you say that your idol is Qin Hao?"

"Hmm."

The leader patted his shoulder and said, "Here's your chance. I'll let you demonstrate a few moves with your idol later."

"..."

What I fear most is the sudden silence in the air... Abin didn't know how to react for a moment. He turned his head and found Xun looking at him again.

The leader was a little impatient at this time: "Get ready, don't let me down."

The leader returned to the sofa area.

Xun approached cautiously and asked, "Why does the leader want to see you?"

"He said he would be performing solo on the same stage with my idol later."

"When you joined the team, you signed up to be the top laner, right?"

"The top position... can't be solo?" Abin kicked the gaming chair and asked, "Why are you always looking at me? I've stared at you several times."

"I was looking for you just now and found you on the second floor..." Xun added: "I saw it all."

Xun knew that Bin loved to play physical jokes, and he was the one who went to the equipment area most often. He even put a boxing poster on the bedroom wall, so... sometimes he was a little afraid that Bin would throw a heavy punch.

"If I knew Brother Hao would come, I would have waited at the door a long time ago." Bin softened his tone and said happily: "And Brother Hao still remembers me..."

Seeing Bin secretly happy.

Xun didn't know what to say.

Since joining the team, Bin has repeatedly emphasized that he has connections and is familiar with Qin Hao. Those who don't know him might think that he can use this to advance to the first team and replace GimGoon.

The problem is that GimGoon played very well.

They also chase the home team's games...

"come on."

Bin raised an eyebrow: "Of course I have to give it my all!"

“Hmm…” Xun nodded.

In a flash, he felt something was not right. It was so hard to get such an opportunity, but it was really easier for someone like Bin to get on the court.

Bad.

Xun felt a little sad.

Bin was warned every other day, but it actually left an impression on the manager.

Is this what fame means overcoming hard work?
~~~
Behind Qin Hao.

packed with people.

Everyone wanted to get the best observation position. From the supervisor Park Sun-in to the contestants like Biubiu who came here to be the big star, they all wanted to see Qin Hao's perspective.

to this end.

Wei was so smart that he even moved a stool and stood on it to watch - maybe it was because the usual training was too boring and there was rarely such fun...

In short.

Everyone wants to know whether there will be a gap between the two sides.

Opposite Qin Hao, Bin was holding the mouse, feeling the warm touch. He looked up and saw that the other side was full of people, while there were only two people standing on his side.

One is Xun and the other is Xx.

Although they all start with the letter X.

But Bin always felt that he was here to laugh at the joke, with a fake smile on his face that was annoying, unlike Xun who saw that there was no one on his side and took the initiative to walk from the opposite side to behind him...

"One hundred knives, and you are allowed to return to the city."

"..."

"Chen Zebin, tell me when you're ready." The team leader's voice was really loud. Bin heard it, but didn't really want to answer.

However, he is usually a talkative person, often making harmless jokes with everyone. He goes to the fourth floor to practice boxing when he has nothing to do, and says that practicing boxing helps to concentrate.

Except him though.

No one likes this kind of "dirty" exercise. People who are used to staying in air-conditioned rooms really hate sweating.

But the cold computer screen froze this feeling of relaxation.

The idol is right across the street...

He wants to get closer and surpass!

That night at the Bird's Nest, he had experienced the passion coming from deep inside his heart! He wanted to win the cheers of the whole audience like Hao Ge!
"open it."

Qin Hao's voice came from the other side.

"Are there any heroes you want to play?"

"How about choosing long arms?"

Bin thought this suggestion was good. Although he mainly played top lane, he also felt that long arms would be better for last-hitting.

"I'm Lucian!"

"Okay, I'm a policewoman."

Choose a hero.

Qin Hao waited leisurely for the loading.

Speaking of which, he often used custom settings to practice tower damage in the beginning. I believe every professional player is familiar with last hitting.

Enter the game.

Zhao Jiahao kept staring at Qin Hao's right hand, watching him operate the mouse.

in the screen.

Both sides followed the minions to the line and then kept up the damage. In order to show the rhythm of last-hitting, Qin Hao saved up a headshot and had no intention of stealing the point.

He is the floor, the minions are locked, the floor.

Keep moving in small steps.

Compared to him, Bin had a lot of ideas. He would use W whenever he wanted and use his passive to quickly grab the second level. At the moment when Lucian was leading by 2 soldiers and leveled up by 2, Qin Hao pulled back and predicted that Lucian would use E.

next second.

Qin Hao went into the grass and was out of sight. After Lucian finished his E and missed the target, he chose to A the soldier. Then, the policewoman used normal attacks to eat the remaining soldiers.

that is it.

Gaps also began to emerge.

Because Bin wanted to close the distance, he couldn't remember the low health status of each soldier. In other words, the naked eye couldn't keep up with his desire to exchange blood.

Qin Hao played it very simply.

Like a last-hitting machine, he ate one last-hit after another. When Lucian's blood exchange was not smooth and he started to miss hits, Bin inevitably became anxious.

Swish.

Around four minutes in, Lucian slid E and hit the target, the policewoman was stiff and passed E, but the rope net failed to hit. Bin was a little surprised, but Zhao Jiahao and others knew that Qin Hao was playing with one hand.

After all, the standard of victory is one hundred dollars.

This was too easy for Qin Hao.

He wasn't making it more difficult for himself, but if he just wanted to finish off the enemy, one hand would be enough.

Not surprisingly.

Bin lost 17 knives. Even if he went all in with his ultimate move, Qin Hao only needed to dodge.

"It's no fun to play like this..."

Bin muttered.

It’s not that I can’t afford to lose, but the competition process is boring, and just finishing off the enemy is a bit dull.

"Then play solo normally." Qin Hao just smiled from beginning to end and encouraged: "I look forward to the day when you play in LPL."

No one has an opinion.

If the double champion is interested in teaching, who would find it troublesome?

But this time, Abin took out the most confident Shen, and said: "I'm bringing Ignite, not a tank."

"it is good."

Abin regained his confidence, thinking that he did not do a good job of harassing Lucian in the last game, but Shen is his favorite hero.

Loading interface.

I found that the opponent chose Kalista, so I chose Uzi based on my hero pool.

If the previous game was all about basic skills, with the calculation of the soldiers' health being very accurate, then this game was all about pure pressure on the line.

Qin Hao no longer considered finishing off all the last blows.

It's all about suppression.

In this game, if the opponent's development is not good, it means that you can develop very well.

and so.

One level.

Qin Hao used the minions as a stepping stone to force Shen into the bushes and prevent him from touching the line.

When the second wave comes, watch out for Shen and use W to eat the remaining blade, then decisively use AE to kill the minions to level up 2, and use Q to kill the remaining soldier on the upper side that was consumed by E.

Penetrating and scraping damage.

Qin Hao A's minions stacked spears, and before Qing Gangying left the skill range, he pulled out the spear to refresh. Swish, Qing Gangying's health dropped a bit.

Until now.

Abin vaguely felt that something was wrong.

The torture of problems is just the beginning.

When he reached the part in front of the tower, Qin Hao skillfully interspersed normal attacks and fired three spear pulls in a row, directly pulling out the supplies of Shen.

"Blue Steel Shadow is going home..."

"Level 4 vs Level 2..."

"Tsk..."

Everyone is a high-scoring passerby, so of course they can tell the difficulty level.

This wave of blood transfusion.

Shen was trying to trick Q, but ended up getting stunned instead.

From distance to judgment, and then to the timing of attack, only when all of the above are indispensable can you use one and a half waves to deplete the supplies of Shen and provide the most efficient consumption.

After returning to the line, Shen went all in, but was turned into a hedgehog by Kalista's Hail of Blades. Apart from getting some damage by flashing close and igniting, he couldn't even touch her afterwards.

Biubiu didn’t know whether he was amused by Bin’s operation or thought this scene was very funny. In any case, he was giggling when Shen died.

Laughter is heard.

Bin's face was red, he never thought that he would be beaten by his idol and couldn't play the game. He only reached level 3 after he died and the soldiers nearby died... If he didn't go all in, he wouldn't even be able to get experience...

Wow.

Is the gap between me and my idol so big?

Seeing that everyone was smiling, he began to think that Qin Hao was being unkind. Choosing this kind of hero to play top lane was clearly a joke.

In this day and age, how can an AD stand on the road?
Feeling ashamed, guilty and angry.

This is Bin's psychological state. He is satisfied with the content of his fantasy, but when things go wrong, he wants to prove that he is still tough.

Because he heard that a boxer would not lower his head even if he was lying down after leaving the ring. That was the spirit he longed for.

just.

Qin Hao had no intention of showing off.

Bin even hoped that Qin Hao could show his true colors, so that after losing the Solo, he could use the anger to promote his inner sublimation.

"You're playing too hastily. You don't have to be so hasty." Qin Hao's voice was calm and calm. "Come on, you have talent. Your E-flash and E-prediction operation is very cool."

hateful.

Why do you still praise me?

Without the anger, I feel so empty inside.

After Qin Hao left, the team leader brought back Manager Park's words: "Focus on training..." Bin wanted someone to say something to him, but no one did. He was not as important as he thought.

~~~
Zhao Jiahao was still thinking about what had just happened.

He felt that the most terrifying thing about Qin Hao was not his laning skills, but that he was very skilled throughout the whole process and was not surprised by any of his actions.

Also.

It was only after watching Qin Hao's operations up close that he realized that Qin Hao's mouse movements were particularly simple and there were no invalid clicks.

You can tell this by listening to the sound.

Some people clicked a lot, but the resulting image was very messy. Qin Hao's left and right keys were very crisp, and the sound was not dense, but his movements were very purposeful, without any sticky spots.

"sharp…"

"A bit perverted."

"His basic skills are so solid. When Lucian used his E to attack, he didn't miss any of his attacks. It was as if he had calculated the experience and position in advance."

biubiu and others couldn't help but discuss in a low voice.

"This is my ideal laning situation, I have the upper hand!" Another person felt the same way.

"So there is only one Qingshen."

Wei said it as a matter of course, which made Biubiu's mouth stiff.

"No more chatting, let's go play ranked."

"Go together."

"..."

People are scattered.

Wei was the only one left with a confused look on his face. He was thinking: I didn't say anything, did I? Why do I feel a little unhappy? Is this level of confrontation possible for everyone?

When I feel emotional.

Qin Hao returned to the base and took the shoulder bag handed to him by Gongzi: "After this game, the teams we will face next will be the Western teams."

"I went to the second team. How did you feel?"

"pretty good."

Qin Hao said from the bottom of his heart: "Closed management, bonuses for scoring points..." These conditions are much better than when he first started working as a professional.

"BLG likes to drag things out. If you cover up the team name, you'd think it's LCK."

On the way, Lao Zei told a cold joke, saying that BLG was quite Shakespearean and could often play for forty minutes.

“I don’t know if my left hand is used to the slow pace of the game.”

"He's starting?"

“The poster is out.”

"..."

(End of this chapter)