Don't mess with me, the bastard of the glory of the king

Chapter 15 Open a small stove
After exercising, a few people went back to the room to take a shower, and half an hour later, they gathered in the training room.

Zuo Zong was sitting in the middle of the bench with a laptop in his arms, and the multimedia behind him projected the results of several rounds they played in a group yesterday.

Yesterday Xia Lang gave her the number that Shi Lian bought, and without giving her a chance to adapt, he led her to form a team.

As a result, it is conceivable that Shi Lian hadn't figured out the game at all. They almost fought four against five, and were beaten to the point of vomiting blood by the king slipping across.

A total of three rounds were played, all of which were lost. Shi Lian frowned into a pimple. Guilt came second. The main reason was that the feeling of losing was uncomfortable. No matter who she was, she always played games to win. Ever since she came into contact with e-sports , or the first time such a setback.

Xia Lang didn't have any influence at all, and said with a smile that he would give you a small treat tomorrow.

Having said that, Zuo Zong took advantage of their time of exercising and taking a shower to ponder over the computer with Bai Zhan just now, and finally agreed that a large part of the reason why they lost so badly was due to Shi Lian.

I originally planned to have a tough first class, but now it seems that it will not work.

Zuo Zong put the game process recorded yesterday on the big screen, let the children think about it by themselves, called Shi Lian out alone, and said that he had something to talk to her alone.

Hearing this, Xia Lang got up and said, Coach, what you want to say, I will listen too.

Zuo Zong raised his eyebrows coldly: "Listen to me, I just say a few words, and I can still eat her, sit down!"

Xia Lang couldn't refute Zuo Zong's face in front of Qiao Jia and the others, and waited for Zuo Zong and Shi Lian to walk out of the room, and followed them lightly.

"I watched the video, Shi Lian, you should know that you lost, what's the problem?" Zuo Zong said in a mild tone, mainly because he couldn't bear to be too harsh on the girl.

Shi Lian thinks that Zuo Zong doesn't need to be very polite to her, e-sports doesn't distinguish between genders, and her skills are not good enough, so she has to be prepared to be interviewed, so that she won't feel uncomfortable.

"I know, it's my problem." Shi Lian's expression was natural, without flinching at all.

Zuo Zong admired her attitude of not evading, so he continued to ask: "I have watched the video of your previous LOL game, and you have been outstanding in the previous few times, and you can't find any flaws, but the finals a month ago, to be honest, it was a bit unsatisfactory. "

Shi Lian was not in a hurry to defend herself, and waited for Zuo Zong to finish speaking before explaining slowly: "That time was a small accident, my keyboard was out of order and I couldn't move it."

Zuo Zong frowned: "That kind of professional-level competition actually makes low-level mistakes?"

For professional players, perhaps such a mistake is enough to ruin their careers. Such a sloppy organizer should commit suicide and apologize.

Shi Lian sneered, his tone indifferent: "Who knows?"

Shi Lian believed that the organizers were just taking the blame for others. Those who are engaged in the game industry generally have a passion for this industry, and no one will ruin a player for no reason, unless there is a grudge.

Shi Lian is notoriously low-key, usually he doesn't even appear in the team, there is no possibility of offending anyone.

There is one more thing left, someone doesn't like her, and this person must have some power, otherwise he can't play on the keyboard of the competition. If these two points are satisfied, it is not difficult to figure out who that person is.

But Shi Lian had no evidence, no evidence, everything was in vain.

Zuo Zong understands the dark side of this circle better than Shi Lian. He didn't say anything, but just patted Shi Lian on the shoulder, consolingly: "The time is up, and the truth of certain things will naturally come to light. Now do the things in front of you and go back , I will teach you lessons."

This old man is not bad.Xia Lang came out from the corner, if he scared his little Lian'er away, he would have to withhold all the old guy's bonus.

Zuo Zong is the captain of the old-school team. He has participated in large and small competitions. Compared with his experience, everyone here is not half as much as him.

He was the coach that Bai Zhan had paid a lot of money to hire. Although he was trying to fish in troubled waters at first, when he got serious, a group of young people realized that this man in front of him was simply a devil, a devil.

Zuo Zong stayed up all night to make dozens of pages of APPs. He did not know where to get the glasses. He looked like a strict teacher, and made a strategic plan based on the strengths and weaknesses of each of them.

As for the buffs, big and small dragons on the map, and the refresh time of all kinds of suppressing monsters, this is like breathing air. It is something that must be imprinted in the brain. Take a small notebook to write down a sum and deduct money.

Qiao Jia had a bad memory and couldn't memorize it within the fixed time. Seeing that all the prize money was deducted, she was so angry that she snatched the small book from Bai Zhan's hand and wanted to tear it up.

Bai Zhan smiled harmlessly to humans and animals, "Tearing this up is useless, there is a backup in the notebook."

Qiao Jia died.

Relying on his background of being a top student since he was a child, Shi Lian insisted on ranking first, with a lot of bonuses, and was rewarded with extra meals by Coach Zuo.

During the day, Shi Lian practiced with his teammates, but at night Xia Lang dragged him into a small kitchen.

Xia Lang was relatively stable this time, and he didn't do anything to harass Shi Lian in the middle of the process. It was outrageous to be gentle. During the process of forming a team, the two did not forget to teach Shi Lian experience and skills, but it was only a few days.

The little girl Shi Lian who jumped directly from gold to diamonds has been sublimated. She was tortured by blood from the beginning, and she can slowly turn the situation back, making the enemy difficult.

Zuo Zong praised Shi Lian's rapid progress, and Xia Lang's head was about to go up to the sky, "Of course, I don't want to see who started it."

Zuo Zong couldn't understand his stinky fart, so he kicked him for personal training.

In the blink of an eye, it has been more than a week since Lian joined the team, and there are still a few days before Xinghe and other teams will have a team match.

For this reason, the team ushered in the first tacit training of players.

There are only a few regular tacit cooperation mini-games, like hands and feet, you can draw better than me, trust back and fall.

The first game, hands and feet.

The left and right feet of the two are tied together, and they walk forward at the same pace, insisting on reaching the finish line, and the group that does not fall wins.

The game was drawn by lots, besides the five of them, Zuo Zong also joined in.

There are six sheets of paper in the small transparent box, and there are only three numbers of 123, and those who draw the same number form a group.

When Shi Lian got 3, she held the note in her hand calmly, Xia Lang swayed over from the other side, and raised a bright and exaggerated smile: "Xiao Lian, how much did you get?"

When Shi Lian saw his smile, her heart felt trembling, and she clenched her palms tightly. She turned her head to one side and pretended to look at the scenery: "I won't tell you."

Xia Lang smiled brighter, and unfolded the paper in her hand before her eyes, "Mine is 3, you can show it to me now."

Shi Lian: She must be a bit unlucky.

On the other side, chubby Song Nan was holding the note with 2 wanting to cry without tears, daring to be angry but not to speak out, there is really no person in the world more brazen than Xia Lang!

(End of this chapter)