Chapter 137: 137th

Lin Yan sat there and didn't move. He didn't "show" a loose smile like usual, but slowly raised his eyebrows. +++All Tanmei Novels: EbookFREE.me
But in the end, I chose to go straight to the subject: "You asked me to ask. So the tactical system of bk was tailored for Song Cheng from the beginning?"
Jing Yuanzhou had long guessed that this kind of thing could not be hidden from Lin Yan, so he went around to sit down on the sofa next to him, put his hands on his long legs, and fiddled with the phone twice as if he was emotional: "Well, at that time When bk was just established, almost all the members of the internal team were recruited by the Song team. In the early years, e-sports was not as developed as it is now. The entire coaching team was also learning and "groping", and finally discovered this. The lineup is very suitable for the bk combat style. As more and more professional leagues participated in, this system was gradually improved, and later..."
"Later it has been used until now?" Lin Yan really smiled this time, leaned against the sofa cushion, tilted his head and looked at it with a smile, "That's right, I can admit that he was stupid about bk. "Forcing" the team behind the scenes, this may really be the tactical system they are best at coordinating. But also, it cannot be an excuse for the inaction of the waste coaching team."
The words were filled with suppressed anger, but Jing Yuanzhou's heart moved, and there was an unstoppable softness in his eyes: "Knowing that you love me."
In a word, Lin Yan was dumbed smoothly.
He feels distressed, but on the other hand, there are many things he can't understand.
In his understanding, Jing Yuanzhou has never been a person who would compromise in such a way.
Perhaps the bk team was indeed a very good platform at the time. Perhaps Jing Yuanzhou did not have so many choices when he first entered the league. However, as the popularity became higher and higher, the transfer period opened twice a year. , It is impossible for him to have no chance of transfer.
However, Jing Yuanzhou chose to stay in the bk team.
Choosing to use this style of play that forcibly changed his personal habits and firmly supported the honour of bk, a giant team that may decline at any time.
Although Lin Yan did not ask, Jing Yuanzhou seemed to see through his thoughts. When he spoke slowly, he calmly seemed to have nothing to do with him: "Before the Song team left, no one was looking for anyone, but only looking for it. It’s me. I don’t remember exactly what I said at the time. He probably said that he hadn’t done anything for himself in his entire life, and he rarely wanted to be completely
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once. But the only thing that couldn’t be assured was the bk team. I just hope that I can agree to him, take his place properly, and accompany the team on the way."
To put it lightly, all the expressions on Lin Yan's face would inevitably fade away with the words, and his face was even more terrifying.
It's a substitute again!
I chose to abandon the "sex" role of the captain and leave, but I asked the newcomer to replace him as the backbone of the team?
To make such a decision, if Song Cheng hadn't foreseen that Jing Yuanzhou would become one of the five great demon kings long ago, then it would be selfish to the extreme!
I can’t imagine that at that time Jing Yuanzhou was facing the pressure of public opinion on the entire network, under the scene that everyone was mocking him because of his "personal characteristics" and the team was out of touch, at that age without the world. How did it survive?
You know, the pain felt during the transition period of changing the style of play is like shattering everything about yourself before completing the reorganization. This period is often accompanied by countless times of self-denial and self-doubt. Even many experienced and senior players may not be able to withstand such suffering, let alone just an 18-year-old child!
It is precisely because Lin Yan has seen more players who have been tortured by the transition, that he feels more uncomfortable.
Slowly took a breath, the tone of voice inevitably sank: "So, you really agreed?"
This was the first time Jing Yuanzhou saw Lin Yan's expression.
Even when dealing with those things about Chen Yushen before, this man has never had such an "exposed" emotion.
Very cold eyes and a very cold tone, but the emotions of a distressed person seem to be contagious, and inexplicably make the heart gradually warm up.
Jing Yuanzhou still remembered where they were now, controlled the urge to fish people into his arms, and replied in a low voice: "Well, I agree."
The previous events flashed through my mind one by one, and the eyes under his eyes flickered slightly.
"Because... I was picked up by the Song team at the time." I haven't said anything to anyone before, and for the first time I had a chance to express it. "Without him, I can't be sure I will be here. I do not know what it will be like."
With the word "picking", Lin Yan's body shook slightly.
From the information on the Internet, it can be known that Jing Yuanzhou has never participated in any training camp or other training, nor has he appeared on any online platform. No one knows through what channels the bk club is favored. It is like being directly written on the roster of the team suddenly, without knowing the origin, and without warning.
Speaking of which, the beginning of all this is indeed full of strange opportunities.
At that time, Jing Yuanzhou just broke out with his family, met Song Cheng by accident, and played two games online as if he was destined.
That night, Song Cheng lost to Jing Yuanzhou's one-month dinner fee and also sent an invitation to join the bk club.
During the entire process of Jing Yuanzhou joining the team, there are only three people in the world who know him, Song Cheng, and the boss behind the bk club.
It was also on that day that Song Cheng's power in the club was not as eloquent as he was when he packed up votes.
Jing Yuanzhou always remembered how Song Cheng was fighting with reason at the time, and in the end he almost made a fight. In the end, the boss really couldn't help but reluctantly agreed to keep him in the team.
When he came out of the office, Song Cheng, who was blushing and thick-necked, suddenly "showed" a smile and patted his shoulder gently: "Good boy, work hard in the future!"
"Looking back now, maybe the Song team had already made plans to leave." At this point, Jing Yuanzhou laughed unclearly, looking at Lin Yan with an unprecedented calm expression, "but, that would My son, I’m really too poor, and the money left in my pocket is not even enough to pay for the night’s internet bills. And when I left home, I already let it go, even if I starved to death outside, I won’t step into the house again. After half a step, I finally had a hope for the future, no matter how you look at it, there really is no reason to refuse."
It is not convenient to smoke here. Jing Yuanzhou felt his throat a little dry, and handed the phone back to Lin Yan's hand, and poured a cup of tea for each of them.
Fingertips gently rubbed the cup surface: "At that time, I was really rebellious, thinking that my family members had their own lives anyway, and they didn't understand anything, so they plunged directly into the field of e-sports. Fortunately, the Song team taught me a lot during the team, and almost corrected many of my bad "battle" habits, and changed the wild ways that shouldn't be on the field."
Jing Yuanzhou paused at this point, and his tone stretched a little bit imperceptibly: "I know that this kind of emotion may be difficult to understand, but for Song Team's request, even if he is not willing to go, it is true... …It’s hard to refuse."
As the words fell, the surroundings fell into silence again.
Lin Yan's gaze fell on the ground in the distance, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
After a long time, it seemed to come back.
There is no preaching in Jing Yuanzhou's imagination, but a murmur like to himself, more like saying to himself: "I... understand."
Jing Yuanzhou's eyes flickered.
Lin Yanben wanted to say more, but opened his mouth, only to feel that his throat seemed to be blocked by something, and he couldn't make a sound.
Sometimes although there is no such status as a master and apprentice, once the grace of knowing and encountering is involved, many right and wrong, right and wrong, seem to be a little unclear.
Even if you stand on the highest peak, the most memorable one is probably the days and nights of hard work and hard cultivation...
Although some things still pierce my heart everywhere, although I can't help but feel distressed about the past experience, I can't say anything anymore.
Lin Yan endured forbearance, but still couldn't help it under Jing Yuanzhou's gaze. He stretched out his hand suddenly and pulled the person over.
A very light and gentle hug.
Lin Yan's voice was very soft: "I can understand, so... from now on look ahead."
Jing Yuanzhou was taken aback by such a sudden hug, and then a faint smile gradually came to the bottom of his eyes: "Yeah."
I have never regretted it, but along the way, when I am alone, I will inevitably feel "lost".
Suffering is necessary, but the responsibility on his shoulders is destined to walk this path alone.
Everyone in the original family has already had his own way, and the once rebellious teenager has grown up, and everyone has entered the life of his own choice.
At this moment, many lost things may be destined to be irreparable, but they are no longer covered by dust.
At least from now on, he will no longer be walking alone.
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It wasn't until the sound of approaching footsteps came from a distance that such a long and tangled hug was finally released.
When the figure appeared in the field of vision, the two were already sitting neatly.
After the staff reminded, the filming work officially began.
Lin Yan's coaching clip was first recorded.
Facing the camera, his face has returned to his usual sloppy smile: "Of course we will go all out in the next game against three to win the ticket to the global finals in one fell swoop... In short, this year's world championship only Can belong to gh."
During the shooting, other people were watching.
Hearing this, Bi Yaohua twisted his eyebrows suspiciously: "Captain, are these last words from the coach a bit familiar?"
Jing Yuanzhou looked at the man who was clearly fighting in the dark, and smiled silently: "You have a wrong memory."
Bi Yaohua: "Huh? Did you remember it wrong?"
Before Bi Yaohua could continue to think more, the staff next to him had already interrupted his thoughts aloud: "Everyone else should prepare too!"
After Lin Yan finished filming, the team members began to toss in a lively manner.
Looking from a distance, the tall figure in the crowd fell into the field of vision at a glance.
Lin Yan's eyes flickered slightly, and he quietly "touched" out the phone while he was not paying attention, and entered the search term: [What is titans's favorite thing? 】.,,URL m..net,...: