Little Bronze, don't be shy

Chapter 1583 Self-taught
After eating wild areas twice in a row, getting a few assists, and taking a few kills, plus the shameful behavior of pretending to support but actually smacking the line, Shi Mu's economy finally caught up.

In this round, the other four teammates did not have a good time. Under the guidance of the strong masters, everyone managed to get the record straight.

When the coach brought Gu Xiaoxi into the training room, he saw that the training room was full of people.Looking at these unfamiliar faces, he didn't react and thought he had gone to the wrong training room.

"how……"

He saw Lin Zhao and Shi Mu on the far side of the sofa, and understood, "Did you find foreign aid today?"

Shen Yanyan chuckled, "They just finished PK today, so they have time to teach us."

"Come on, that's nothing to do with me, I just happened to teach Gu Xiaoxi."

The coach took Gu Xiaoxi to the diagonally opposite sofa, deliberately picking a place farthest from Shi Mu.

"I'll push it later, I still want to get a few more heads, it's hard to get the wind!"

Deng Qian didn't go with the team, but went to fight the tyrant by herself. The coach over there said seriously, "If you can push, you must push. What is the most important thing in the game? You forgot, it's winning, not your personal record." .”

Deng Qian stuck out her tongue resentfully, left the tyrant who had beaten him halfway, and ran to the opposite high ground, Zheng Molan held his forehead, "Since the tyrant has hit you, you have to finish it, and if you don't succeed in this wave, you still lose it!" Tiaolong, it's a big loss, okay!"

Deng Qian is like a marionette, Zheng Molan said what she did, and then ran back to fight the dragon. The scene turned to the blown crystal on the opposite side. This round has been won.

"Next, it's time to witness a miracle!" Shen Yanyan was gearing up, she was confident in herself in this round.

The MVP on the record board is Hou Yi, with a score of 13.6, which is just a score that Jiang Yitao has never had before playing a shooter.

Shen Yanyan hopped her feet, heartbroken, "Damn! I'm only 0.2 points behind Jiang Yitao!"

Here, Jiang Yitao cupped his fists without fear of death, and cupped his hands at her, "Near victory, narrow victory."

Shi Mu's score was fourth. He didn't play enough output, and he didn't join the group enough, and he hung up for so long.

However, with the guidance of the strong group, at least everyone's score is above ten. There were a lot of three o'clock and four o'clock before. The record board after the game is the public execution scene.

"Another round?"

"Come, come!"

Zheng Molan looked at Deng Qian's dazed look, and couldn't help reminding her, "The advice I give you can usually be used in the game. You have to remember it and get used to it. The game is not just about playing skills."

Having said that, Deng Qian's expression became even worse.

"You have to remember, otherwise you will always depend on what I say and what you do, and you can't improve."

Is the teaching of straight men so simple and rude?

Deng Qian was beaten eggplant by frost, Shi Mu comforted her, "It's okay, I can't see any improvement in one or two rounds, you can play a few more rounds, and you will be proficient."

"I didn't have any awareness before, but now I know after playing a lot."

Deng Qian was in a better mood, and Zheng Molan added, "It is said that stupid birds fly first, you need to practice more."

Shi Mu: ...

She couldn't help but look back at Lin Zhao.

Lin Zhao was shocked by the sight, thinking what does this have to do with him?
"If you are close to Zhu, you will be red, if you are close to ink, you will be black, and if you are close to Lin Zhao, you will be a straight man. This is the reason."

Lin Zhao: ...Zheng Molan is self-taught, right? !
　I was a bit busy yesterday and today, and today is four more
　　
　
(End of this chapter)