When Asleep first joined the team, Leng Feng personally reviewed it.

At that time, Zhou Xuehai saw A sleep, and immediately proposed at the meeting: "Signed!"

A sleep was born very well, and also has characteristics: clean skin color, lazy eyebrows, always look like awake, slumped with a sharpness unique to young people.

With this face, coupled with that impressive record, there is hope that any team will be signed.

It's okay if you can't get a score. Keeping a live broadcast will give the team more money and popularity.

Leng Feng and Zhou Xuehai have different ideas. Compared with commercial value, he pays more attention to strength.

"The player Cong Yi is very good. The overall situation and consciousness are very good. He is now in the auxiliary position, but his hand speed evaluation is very high, and it is not impossible to switch to other positions."

These coaching staffs all agree, Zhou Xuehai said: "You can also sign from Cong Yi." The value of the assistant position is slightly lower, but the price is not high, and the collection is not bad.

Leng Feng didn't look at him, and then Feng Feng said: "I don't recommend signing to sleep."

Zhou Xuehai turned to look at him: "A sleep is higher than Cong Yi in all aspects!"

Leng Feng hit the nail: "The plasticity is too poor."

Zhou Xuehai was irritable: "If you haven't started training, will you know that he has no plasticity?"

Leng Feng and Zhou Xuehai have worked together for many years and are very clear about this guy's temperament: "We are not the entertainment industry."

What's the use of just looking at the face?

E-sports is the original sin without any achievements. Why don’t fans want to look at their faces to chase stars?

There are more boys in the entertainment industry who look better than A sleep!

Zhou Xuehai was not convinced: "He is a good thief."

Leng Feng: "Coordination is most needed for playing in the wild. Without saying a word, how to cooperate with teammates?"

Zhou Xuehai hesitated.

Leng Feng knew what he was greedy about: "Even if it's live broadcast, a dull gourd, fans won't buy it."

One sentence convinced Zhou Xuehai.

He just thought that Asleep looked good, and the game was not bad. When it was time to start a live broadcast to **** up powder, he forgot to be the anchor. His mouth is more important than anything.

Under Leng Feng's sharp comments, the final decision at the meeting was to sign Cong Yifang and sleep.

Who knows that Leng Feng just notified Cong Yi, and Cong Yi said without hesitation: "No."

Leng Feng thought he was playing with a child's temper: "I know you have a good relationship with Asleep, but don't give up your future because of friends."

Cong Yi shook his head: "I'm here with him, I won't leave him behind."

Leng Feng stared at him, his eyes full of reading: "I appreciate your love, but Asleep is not suitable for playing career."

Look at him from Yi: "Why."

Behind Leng Feng is the sandbox. He lighted the wilderness and said: "Glory is a team game, the canyon is a battlefield for five people. One player who cannot communicate with his teammates, and one player who can only fight himself is not worthy of the game."

Cong Yi can't refute.

Leng Feng continued: "A sleep is very strong, and I am sorry, but you know his situation better than anyone else. Do you really think he is qualified for this position? You really think that a person who can't communicate with people can lead the team. Winning the victory?"

From Yimei's eyebrows, there was a little childishness in his tone: "He can."

Leng Feng looked at him silently.

Cong Yi bit his back teeth, clenched his fists, and stalemate with the cold front.

After a while, Leng Feng sighed: "Cong Yi, e-sports are cruel, a person with unstable mental state...not suitable here."

He said that these are already out of bounds.

Cong Yi: "A sleep is in a good state of mind!"

Leng Feng: "..."

Cong Yi's voice was unconsciously elevated: "He has no problem, he just doesn't like to communicate with people!"

Leng Feng: "..."

Cong Yi realized that she was out of state and gazed at her: "Sorry."

Leng Feng really appreciates Cong Yi, otherwise he would not say so much: "If you are really good for him, you should not let him enter the professional arena."

From Yi Yi's head down, he didn't make a sound for a long while, until he was dumb, and he said in a very soft voice: "...but he likes glory."

This sentence stabbed the cold front fiercely.

The emotion in Yi's eyes was broken by a severe hair, but his shoulders were only trembling: "He grew so big, he only accepted the glory, this is the first time he took the initiative to come out..." out of his own world, Walking out of silence and silence, I tried to touch the outside.

Leng Feng couldn't say anything.

Looking at him from Yi, the teenager is questioning and craving: "Is it really impossible to give him a chance? I believe he can. He plays games differently than usual, maybe he... maybe he can learn and be in glory People communicate."

Leng Feng couldn't bear it, but had to tell him the reality: "The game won't wait for anyone." It won't wait for you to grow, it won't wait for you to change, and it won't wait for you to learn.

Without full preparation, step into this circle, only torn.

Fading away from Yi eyes: "Sorry."

He was naive. The mature players the club needs are ready-made results, not a vague future.

Leng Feng looked at him like this, with a stab in his heart: "I can give you a chance."

Looking up at him from Yimeng.

Leng Feng knew that he should not be soft-hearted, but his heart had never been related to his surname: "I can't guarantee whether this is good or bad for A sleep."

"I understand!" Cong Yi bowed deeply to him: "Thank you!"

Leng Feng took the lead and signed Cong Yi and A sleep.

At first, he was the most opposed to signing A sleep; later, he was most looking forward to A sleep.

Zhou Xuehai only remembers the commercial value of A sleep, but Leng Feng is always waiting-waiting for A sleep and breaking from cocoon into a butterfly.

The five members of the 3U line up to twelve, and the assistant coach urged: "Come here today."

After a few hours, Li Chun, who was breathless, got up and said, "Captain, Brother Yi, then I will go back to the dorm first."

Cong Yi: "Go."

A sleep nodded extremely lightly.

The team's top laner and shooter also got up and said goodbye together.

In the large training room, only Asleep and Congyi were left.

Release the mouse from Yi and look at him: "Double row?"

A sleep: "..."

Get up from Yi said: "Wait for me to smoke a cigarette."

A sleep: "..."

Knowing from Yi, A sleep does not like his smoking, but this is a rare ‘I don’t know’.

There is only one sleeping person left in the room. His attitude has not changed at all, and he will not be more active because of the large number of people in the training room, nor will he be depressed because of himself.

He sat in his seat, staring at the glorious canyon with limited maps, and his heart was very stable.

Fixed maps, familiar corners, and even the position of wild monsters are set in stone.

Every time there is a completely different battle in such a canyon.

A sleep likes this--

I like the glorious canyon that is constant and ever-changing, familiar and strange, limited and free.

He opened the training camp, and stabbed the red monster once and for all.

The professional qualities of Jungle is to have a good relationship with Red and Blue Dad. How to avoid their attacks in the early stage to save their blood volume, how to control their blood volume, and ensure that their maximum output in the early stage is enough, even how to use Good discipline (active skills that cause damage to wild monsters) is critical.

A sleep just knocked down the red father, the phone ringing in his ear.

A recognizable female song sounded, and A sleep looked sideways at Cong Yi's mobile phone.

It's impossible for Asleep to answer the phone for someone before Cong Yi has returned.

It's twelve in the morning, will there be an emergency?

A sleep withdrew from the training camp, picked up the phone, ready to go out to Cong Yi.

When he picked up his phone, he inevitably saw the caller—Professor Zhang.

A sleep for a while.

At this time, the call was cut off and a message popped out: "Compared to Asleep, you also need to pay more attention to your own status."

When I walked in through the door, I saw Asleep sitting in an e-sports chair.

"What's wrong?" No one understood A sleep's emotions, but Cong Yi knew at a glance that he was in the wrong mood.

A sleep shook his head.

Cong Yi glanced at his mobile phone, and then looked at A sleep: "Professor Zhang is calling?"

Asleep nodded.

Picked up from Yi, I saw the news.

A sleepy looked at the computer screen without squinting.

Cong Yi smiled: "See?"

A sleep: "..."

It's okay to put down the phone from Yi: "Professional players all have bad conditions."

A sleep looked at him.

Cong Yi smiled: "Don't worry, this is what caused me to be troubled by the new format."

A sleep whispered: "No..."

Cong Yi knew what he wanted to say: "No fear, there is nothing to fear."

A sleep: "..."

From Yijin to the game: "OK, I know you are powerful, you can beat Yue Wenle, you have played Quiet, and you have just passed the Big Devil."

A sleep: "Well."

The two of them lined up for two hours and yawned from Yiyi: "Sleep."

Asleep didn't move.

Cong Yi looked at the time: "Then you will play again, I will go to bed."

A sleep: "Good night."

Cong Yi: "Good night."

A good night sound at two o'clock in the morning is not much different from good morning.

A sleep in a single row of professional clothes, playing until seven o'clock in the morning.

"Overnight?" A private chat popped out.

A sleep saw the blind ID-favorite Close.

The opener still likes Close the most, this will become a favorite, it is worthy of you Quiet.

Asleep doesn't like talking, but typing is okay: "Are you still asleep?"

Favorite Close: "What do you think, my brother got up early." The boyfriend went to the morning run and slept alone.

A sleep: "You get up early."

Wei Xiao yawned and teased him: "Nervous?"

"What's nervous?"

"The semifinal hit dad."

A sleep: "..."

Wei Xiao likes to tease A sleep: "Sound father, during the game..."

A sleep: "..."

Wei Xiao finished the words: "It is impossible to spare your life."

A sleep: "............"

Wei Xiao smiled all over his eyes and opened the room: "Solo?"

He was given the room number.

A sleep did not want to ignore him, but could not bear the temptation, so he searched the room number, who had a password for this room number.

Wei Xiao privately chatted with him: "The password is'Brother'."

A sleep: "...the shark has you."

Wei Xiao: "Come, come and wait."

A sleep enters the room and selects the hero in seconds.

Wei Xiao casually took a rain hunt.

A sleep does not say much, enter the game, buy skills to buy equipment, stealth attack rain hunting.

The new Solo model is very different from the previous one.

Reinforcement? No need.

development? Not necessary.

The opening is full of gold coins and full of gods, and only the players can fight.

A sleep is a thief, Wei Xiao is a hunter in the rain.

Although the thief Tianke Hunter, but the rain hunting itself has an assassin attribute, it is really not easy to say who loses and wins.

Wei Xiao paved half of the raindrops on the screen, trying to excite the invisible Asleep. Who knows the essence of Asleep's position, even half of the raindrops did not touch...

Lou sound sounded, Wei Xiao got a knife in the back.

The thief landed from the phantom, and the dagger was thrust into the rain hunting back.

Wei Xiao stepped on the rain and stepped into the air to hide, and there was still time to type: "Sleep, the man's waist is not allowed."