Full-time master: I have a spirit behind me.

"Now one of the main problems has been solved, and there are still two big problems left..." Zhang Jiale touched his chin and narrowed his eyes: "Zhao Yang's defense and Zhang Xinjie's tactical planning..."

Regarding Zhao Yang's defense, Zhang Jiale had some understanding in the last game. At least he could do it without leaks in terms of containment. Even when facing the rush of his own Hundred Flowers Style and Su Muqiu's sharpshooter, he could pull the containment to form a line of defense to delay.

"This kid Zhao Yang... there is really nothing to criticize in terms of handling details. He has two brushes in both offense and defense. With him, the beheading tactic is basically useless." Old Wei scratched his head helplessly: "As for Zhang Xinjie, it's even more difficult. After having Zhao Yang, he became even more unscrupulous and his tactical planning became a lot more risky, but he was still able to control the situation..."

"The asymmetric tactic has completely collapsed, and it has been exploited by the opponent. The map advantage of Linhai Snowy Field has been completely eliminated." Bai Shu sighed. In the Linhai Snowfield map, the hidden harassment tactics that Ember Team is best at are completely absent. He was so effective that Zhang Xinjie even took advantage of him and beat him up.

Lao Wei shrugged: "This is my fault. I will bear it. I still have to adjust it in the next game. But does anyone have any good solutions for these two problems?"

"Zhao Yang can be easily solved. Just throw Bai Shu up and harass him. It's really not possible to let the eldest grandson go, but Lao Zhang needs to stay far away. After all, Fanhua Xuejing is still a little uncomfortable facing the qigong master. How to...disassemble it?"

"It's not impossible. In this way, we can have a big advantage in the individual competition."

"What should Zhang Xinjie do?"

"If the visual asymmetry has no effect, then use the tactical visual asymmetry to give him a scratching feeling?"

"It seems that I can give it a try, but this kid is quite tolerant. Is it possible?"

"I don't know. I need to find a good risk hedging...but he will probably seize the opportunity for hedging changes."

"What should I do?"

"I think you are making things difficult for Fat Tiger!"

The conference room became noisy. Everyone was putting forward their own suggestions, but they were either rejected by others or rejected by themselves.

Li Wen listened silently for a while, clapped his hands, and drew everyone's attention back to him: "For now, there is actually a one-time solution to the problem."

"One man formed an army, relying on a large number of mechanical creations to completely confuse the situation, leaving Deputy Zhang and Senior Zhao Yang with no time to focus on other places, and restraining most of their energy, and then using decapitation tactics." Li Wen said seriously. He opened his mouth and said: "I have calculated in the past few days, the physical consumption required to build a mechanical army that Deputy Zhang and Senior Zhao Yang cannot fully resist..."

Li Wen did not continue speaking and looked at the others calmly.

The others fell silent, seeming to be evaluating something. Qiu Fei's brows furrowed as he calculated, "How big is it exactly?"

"At the very least, I'm afraid I won't have much energy left in the first battle against reincarnation." Li Wen thought for a while and gave a more conservative estimate.

The seniors who were a little excited at first were speechless. If it were to go to this point, the fundamental damage would probably not be small...

Just like an engine, even if it can be repaired after overloading and stopping, mechanical fatigue will greatly reduce the original service life.

It's the same thing when it comes to people.

"Is there any other way?" Sun Zheping asked with a frown: "Share your pressure and distribute it to everyone..."

"No, Brother Zheping." Li Wen's face showed helplessness: "Only I can bear this kind of pressure at present. If it is divided, it will affect everyone's performance in the next game..."

"But in this case..." Fang Shijing was a little anxious.

"No problem." Li Wen laughed.

"Let's talk about this matter..." Old Wei interrupted what Li Wen wanted to say next and stood up: "There are still two days before the competition. Think about it again, think about it again, there should be other things. No problem, I’m a little sleepy. Let’s go back and rest for a while. Let’s think about it again.”

"Don't be impulsive, Xiao Wen..." Fang Shijing also stood up.

"Although we are not young anymore, don't worry now. Next year, when you grow up, you will only become a tyrant..."

"You are still young and have not yet been completely formed. If at this time..."

"Think again..."

Li Wen watched in silence as his seniors and friends left the conference room one by one, and forcibly interrupted the meeting.

[They are worried that you will consume your professional life because of this, or suffer from some disease. 】Su Muqiu's figure appeared next to Li Wen.

"I know." Li Wen chuckled: "But no matter how I explain, they probably won't believe it..."

[Unless you can take out the things you gave to the grandson before and take out another one. 】

"Hmm, Brother Mu Qiu, do you think it's useful to deceive everyone by buying the same model on Taobao that doesn't work?"

[They are not fools, and it is true that, at least, there is no way to eradicate the root cause of the disease before the mission is completed... Moreover, you know how expensive that thing is, and it will not be replaced in a short time. Maybe, even if you can get it, can you still complete the task well with the injury? 】

"Okay." Li Wen sat down and looked at the ceiling in the conference room in trance.

Q City, Tyranny Club, rest time
Zhang Xinjie frowned and kept writing and drawing in his notebook. A small part of the new notebook he just replaced yesterday has been used up.

"How is it? It's quite difficult?" Zhao Yang, who was holding a thermos cup, came up and asked curiously.

Zhang Xinjie did not answer immediately, but continued to sort out his thoughts. After confirming that they were correct, he put away the pen in his hand: "The problem is not small... If it is correct, the tactics used by Ember Team in the next game will probably hurt both sides... …”

"So scary?" Zhao Yang was stunned for a moment: "How did you calculate it? Did you pinch your fingers?"

Zhang Xinjie looked at Zhao Yang helplessly: "According to the pressure given by our performance in the last game, if we don't break out in silence, we will die in silence, but there is actually only one path that Ember Team can choose..."

"Yes, those guys are almost going crazy thinking about the championship." Zhao Yang took a sip of water: "What do you need me to do?"

"Withstand the pressure and delay..." Zhang Xinjie let out a breath: "Moreover, even if you delay, you may not be able to achieve the desired results."

"Is it already so serious?" Zhao Yang's expression also became serious: "Specific implementation tactics..."

"Since they want to fight and can fight, then fight them." A cold voice sounded behind the two of them, and Han Wenqing, wearing Tyranny's uniform, walked over: "More fierce than them, more terrifying than them. ”

Zhang Xinjie looked seriously into Han Wenqing's eyes: "Even if the price and risk will be greater than before?" Han Wenqing did not answer, folding his arms, and the members of Team Tyranny stood behind him one by one, seriously Looking at his vice-captain.

Zhang Xinjie let out a long breath, took off his glasses, rubbed his swollen eyes, and after pondering for a long time, he raised his head:

"Then fight."

"Oh!" Tyranny's players raised their hands and clenched their fists. No one wants to lose, and no one wants to collapse.

"Continue training." The corners of Han Wenqing's mouth seemed to rise for a moment, but he quickly let them go.

Zhang Xinjie put on his glasses, discarded his previous notes, and turned a new page. Then, start to re-summarize what might happen...and formulate corresponding tactics.

K city, nightfall, Ember Club rooftop
"Still not asleep?" Zhang Jiale sat next to Li Wen who looked up at the moon.

"Brother Jiale?" Li Wen tilted his head and asked with a smile, "Aren't you still asleep?"

"I can't sleep too." Zhang Jiale sighed, took out the jar in his pocket, opened it, and took a sip. The slightly bitter liquid made him frown, and he raised the jar in his hand towards Li Wen: "It tastes really bad. Do you want a sip?"

"Uh... forget it." Li Wen smiled awkwardly. If he took a sip, he would probably need Brother Jiale to carry him back: "Drink less..."

"I don't drink much usually." Zhang Jiale shrugged, frowned after taking a sip, and put it aside: "Forget it, it doesn't taste good."

"Hahahaha..." Li Wen laughed, and Zhang Jiale also laughed.

"Decided?"

"Well, I really can't think of any other way." Li Wen said with a smile.

"You are only over ten years old, and you have not even been exposed to Glory for a long time. Your future is bright and uncertain. There is really no need to choose a style of play that overdraws your potential just because of one game. It is not worth it..."

"It's worth it." Li Wen said seriously: "If you fall here, it will be even more impossible to win the championship. I am still young, but brother Jiale..."

"You should know my obsession with the championship, Xiao Wen." Zhang Jiale interrupted Li Wen and asked in a daze: "Before... after the eldest grandson retired due to injury, he has won the championship with his share. It became my obsession. No, I should say I was obsessed by that time.

At that time, I only saw champions, champions, champions, and it was as if there was no other choice for Glory other than the championship. It seemed that... from the very beginning, playing Glory was just for the championship. But God is just kidding me. It’s just a little bit worse every time, just a little bit... It’s like this every time.

Now that I think about it, that was probably my punishment, right? Dragging Baihua, he didn't look back at the others. He just walked on by himself.

In this way, the distance from the championship is getting further and further away, and the further and further away, the more I want to win the championship, but the more I think about the championship, the further and further away I am, falling into an endless loop. "

Zhang Jiale smiled bitterly and took another sip of the beer in his hand.

Zhang Jiale sighed and raised his head: "But since I came to Ember, not to mention other things, he made me slow down, reunited with Da Sun, and saw those old friends from before, and the former opponents became teammates. , everyone has the same obsession.

It also reminds me that although the moon is the most dazzling in the entire night sky, it is not the whole of the night sky... Although the champion is important, he is not the whole glory.

The process of fighting for the championship is as precious as the championship. If he had the glory of casually winning, I'm afraid not many people would be interested in him, right?

You still have a long, long time to go on, Xiao Wen, and you will meet more teammates, friends, and opponents besides us. Our road is almost at the end, but you are not yet, your road has just begun..."

Li Wen listened to Zhang Jiale's words and remained silent, looking at the full moon in the night sky.

"Okay, it's getting late! Go back to bed quickly!" Looking at Li Wen's silent expression, Zhang Jiale smiled, but he sighed deeply in his heart without showing any signs of it on his face, and patted him. Li Wen raised his hand and shook the jar in his hand: "I'll take this away. I heard that boy from Chu Xiong said that your drinking capacity is actually quite bad. I originally thought I'd knock you down and stop thinking about it. Now It seems that it is not needed anymore..."

Li Wen lowered his head.

Zhang Jiale sighed and suddenly wanted to give himself a slap. He was indeed not the protagonist. After all, his skills in evasion were not very good. Now let alone Xiao Wen give up his original idea, on the contrary, it made Xiao Wen even more determined.

Looking back at Li Wen who seemed to be still in a daze, he sighed and walked towards the stairs leading downstairs. A pair of hands suddenly covered his mouth, and several other pairs of hands pulled him aside.

"Well!"

"Shh, don't be angry, come here, let's have a small meeting!" Fang Shijing said fiercely: "Don't you know how much you weigh? What the hell, let alone trying to persuade Xiao Wen, you got Xiao Wen even more involved. !”

"I propose that Zhang Jiale be benched."

"Seconded."

"My eldest grandson has said so, so I don't have any objections, right?"

Zhang Jiale's eyes widened. Fang Shijing, Lao Wei, Lu Liang, Sun Zheping, Lin Jingyan, Bai Shu, Qiu Fei...

Zhang Jiale was carried to Old Wei's room. There was an extra small table here at some point. Old Wei looked around and couldn't find the matching small pointer, so he simply took a slipper and knocked on it. Knocking on the blackboard: "Please note that there is no Xiao Wen's first tactical meeting. Now we cannot change Xiao Wen's current ideas, so let's allocate the pressure that everyone needs to bear... Lao Zhang, is it okay?"

Zhang Jiale was stunned for a moment, and a smile appeared on his face again, as if Dazzling Hundred Blossoms, who once stood in the finals with arrogance and dragged hundreds of flowers, is back, although this time he is not the protagonist, or he has never been the protagonist: "Of course. By the way, when were you ready? Why didn't you tell me in advance?"

"We've been looking for you for half an hour!" Lu Liang scolded angrily: "This matter must be kept secret from Xiao Wen. Did you hear that? Xiao Wen's control ability is first-rate. As long as we take action on the field, he will know what to do." No matter what you do, you are no longer a child. Damn, except for Xiao Wen, this guy is a bit of a headache..."

"Don't worry, Xiao Wen will never know."

"Let's get started. It's almost eleven o'clock. Go back to bed before one o'clock."

"understand."

"Give me more tasks, I'm still young, Boss Wei."

"Me too……"

[Don’t worry, I understand! 】

(End of this chapter)