The first shooter, he was reborn [Esports]

"..."

The soft persimmon suddenly became thorny... Now that Zhang Hui was scolded, he lost his temper completely, and he stood there motionless like a persimmon beaten by frost.

The eyeballs rolled around a few times, probably thinking of some crooked idea.

Cheng Che didn't care about him, the contract expired, and he scolded him, so he should leave.

Although scolding lightly is not fun, but it's not worth wasting saliva on that kind of person, let's just let him go.

"Co-contract... It's expired, you... Didn't you say, I, I... leave."

Damn, I don't have any momentum when I speak normally.

Cheng Che was secretly annoyed, but his face was expressionless.He walked quickly to the door of the lounge, but was kicked open before he could open it.

Door: kicked x3

"hiss…"

Seeing that Xiaoba went to the door and was hit hard by the door, he was so painful that he couldn't straighten up, everyone looked horrified, and then he gasped again:

The head coach is back.

Unexpectedly, there was someone behind the door, Teacher T was obviously stunned: "Sorry Clear, are you okay?"

"No, nothing..."

Looking at the coach of his previous four years in front of him, Cheng Che felt a little uncomfortable for a while.

Heroes cherish heroes.

In his previous life, Coach T cultivated the top shooter Clear with his excellent team leadership ideas. Clear practiced Coach T's game thinking with dreamy operations, which won him the title of gold medal coach.

The two people are high mountains and rivers, and they have achieved each other.

But he must go in this life, so what should he do?

Cheng Che was depressed, but he figured everything out almost suddenly: Maxima is always there, but Bole is not.

He will definitely have other players to charge for him, whether it is now or in the future.

"Ah."

The plan was urgent, and after hearing him say that it was all right, Teacher T stopped wasting time, and then prepared to call the first team members to the table for a meeting.

Bon Voyage…

Cheng Che gently rubbed his nose hit by the door with the back of his hand a few times, grabbed the doorknob and pulled the door open.

"Clear you can't go!!!"

Qiqi, who was originally sitting on the sofa cautiously, didn't care about anything at this time, she got up and called him to stop, looking very eager.

Just now when Cheng Che helped him over, he borrowed his mobile phone, and typed while scolding the manager:

Qiqi, now you have two choices.

One is to continue to play. I don't need to say that, it's okay to win, but if you lose, the consequences can be imagined.

It is impossible for the team to let Lava be hacked, even if Youpeng is the captain, Qixi can't take much blame for the support, not to mention Lianrong, the star mid laner, although the resources in the team are not allocated much, but his fans are not good Mess... so only you are left.

Qi Qi didn't know this, so she poked his clothes to signal him to continue the analysis.

Cheng Che:

The second is not to play. After all, you fell just now. It can be said that your wrist fell, and you can handle it yourself.

Don't worry about starting. My contract has expired and I must leave.I just want to fight. If I lose, I will be blamed. If I win, I will have the exposure to find someone else.This is a win-win situation for us.

Qi Qi admitted that he was moved by Xiao stammer's words.

He didn't want to take the blame, he didn't want to be scolded for other people's faults on his head, and he didn't want to be a living target for the team to set up and attack.

"what happened?"

Teaching T, who didn't know the truth, looked around the crowd in amazement, and asked, "Why did Clear leave?"

Zhang Hui snorted coldly, but didn't answer.

Team bully Lava, who was still immersed in the shadow of being stuttered and thrown over his shoulder by the "weak" little guy, didn't make a sound.

Captain Youpeng explained: "His contract has expired."

That's it... Teacher T asked Cheng Che: "Aren't you going to renew the contract?"

"En." Cheng Che nodded.

Even if I stayed for four years in my previous life, there is still nothing to miss here.

He promised Qiqi that he would come off the bench just because he needed to use this Eastern Conference Finals as a springboard to show his strength.

"also…"

Without waiting for Teacher T to say anything more, Qiqi immediately grabbed the words: "No, don't leave, can you go up to the bench and start the game... My wrist hurts a little, it seems that I just fell..."

As he spoke, tears were still shining in his eyes, shining brightly.

Very well into the drama... Cheng Che can only comment in this way.

Teacher T frowned and interrupted him: "Falled on your wrist? You were too careless. How did you fall? Does it hurt?"

As he said that, he took Qiqi's hand and squeezed it. Seeing that his face was not looking well, he stopped blaming him, and instead arranged for Feishen to call the doctor.

"pain…"

Cheng Che on the side: My nose hurts too...

Qiqi: Hold on, I'll finish the show soon.

……

The team doctor gave Qiqi a simple examination, but couldn't draw an accurate conclusion, but seeing that his eyes were full of tears, and combined with what Lu Feishen said about him falling badly, he suggested that it should be taken at the hospital to see if it was true. It's not broken.

Qiqi shed two tears.

Not pretending to cry, nor because of the wrist, just crying myself.

Why doesn't he want to stay on the field and finish the game that belongs to the team regardless of winning or losing?

It's just that the cunning rabbit can't die, but the running dog still has to be cooked.

He doesn't want to be cooked...

"Why are you crying? Didn't you just fall down? When did you become so delicate?"

Zhang Hui gave him a threatening look, and took the disposable paper cup on the table to get him a glass of cold water, "Don't cry, you can't blame others if you step on the water and fall yourself."

"...Yeah." Qi Qi took the water glass, not daring to speak anymore.

Everyone tacitly didn't mention how Qiqi fell down.

Teacher T looked at the child worriedly, then at Cheng Che at the door, and sighed: "Are you really not going to be able to play?"

Qi Qi nodded guiltily.

"Hmm... Clear..."

After getting an affirmative answer, he stopped Cheng Che.

Cheng Che replied, looked at him at the same level, and stood up straight.

This is a show of respect for people.

Good boy... Teacher T walked over quickly and asked, "Can you stay and finish this game?"

Seeing some hesitation on his face, he added: "The money will be calculated according to the foreign aid, [-] per game, it doesn't matter if you win or lose... If you still want to stay in the team, I will ask the management to renew your contract."

Although it is also possible to use the substitute top laner to replace the game...but Clear is still more suitable in comparison, and everyone knows it very well.

Zhang Hui clicked his tongue in displeasure.

Stay, stay and sign a three-year, five-year contract, and see how he can deal with this little stutter that turned against him as soon as the contract expired.

Thinking of this, he suddenly became friendly and put on a look of disregarding the past: "You just fight well, don't put too much pressure on it, and I will give you a salary increase after you fight."

"Okay." Cheng Che said.

"You also know, Brother Hui, I'm just a knife-mouthed bean curd. You just stopped talking about those things you just scolded me. Be serious when you go to the game, and try to take the blame and make meritorious service."

Cheng Che: "Yes."

When I grow up, I want to be an astronaut, and pick up the shameless Zhang Hui from space and stick it on the gate of the TG team.

Little stuttering is so deceiving... Zhang Hui was secretly happy.

Teacher T reached out and shook his hand: "Thank you."

Whoever takes the stage now has to take the blame. It's rare that this kid believes in him so much...

So good, so good it makes people feel distressed.

"If you dare to hold back, you wait for me."

The players preparing to play had to discuss BP and tactics together, and lava, who had been silent for a long time, said something harsh.

Cheng Che pursed his lips, and said fluently sarcastically: "Download the glory of the king first, and don't use the canyon escape to form a team with everyone. You also know that cross-server communication is difficult..."

He has always looked down on lava, a brush jungler who eats money and does nothing.

How to put it, even if the jungler position has to use the three-lane economy to get four wild areas... then it has to be like Stars, which takes off in the early stage and becomes invincible in the late stage.

——The strongest wild father Lin Xingling, ID: Stars.

Cheng Che had always respected him.

"Pfft~" Teacher T smiled, covering his mouth with his hand.

Even though it's swearing, it sounds like fun.

Everyone laughed along with him.

Lava's face turned even worse.

Cheng Che felt that he was not angry enough for him, so he added more embellishments: "I, I am just... teasing... teasing in good faith, don't take it...in your heart."

Talking gnawingly, it sounds innocent.

The same is true for himself, harmless to humans and animals.

"Harmless to Humans and Animals"

"Know…"

The coach was still having a bad fit, but lava just gritted his teeth and agreed.

You wait, little stutterer, I want to see if you are the savior or the scapegoat.

In the fourth inning, play——

DW holds three match points, and TG is at stake.

Under such a background, Clear, the rookie substitute of the TG team, rushed onto the stage with everyone's disapproving eyes.

Cheng Che logged into his professional account on the competition equipment, filled with emotion.

See you again, TG-Clear.

Beautiful eyes!

The director captured that moment and gave him a close-up shot——

On the screen, the pale young man looked at the competition equipment in his hands quietly, and there was an indelible affection in his blue eyes...

It's like seeing an old friend who has passed half his life.

One dream for half a lifetime, one glance for ten thousand years.

For a moment, the chaotic auditorium fell silent.

Then, noisier.

"Is this TG's secret weapon? Why does it look like a vase?"

"No, Clear is just a backup shooter!"

"It's really dark to let the substitute play the blame."

"That's right, the replacement brother is so handsome... Ahhhh, how pathetic."

"I want to be a personal fan. What's the name of this younger brother? He's so obedient and handsome. The little milk dog is my favorite~"

……

The style of painting gradually deviates.

If I hadn't fallen down the stairs, I should be playing face-to-face with the Stars seniors in the 21 World Championship Finals to compete for the championship.

Cheng Che quietly sighed in his heart.

Pity…

After the players adjusted the equipment and put on the headsets, the coaches of both sides took their positions, and the commentator announced that the fourth round would enter the BP link.

Top laner Xiahou Dun, jungler Na Kelulu, mid laner Zhou Yu, shooter Sun Shangxiang, and support for Taiyi Zhenren.

TG chose a very conventional lineup.

In contrast, DW's is a bit remote:

Top laner Su Lie, wild Lanling King, mid laner Nuwa, shooter Luban No. [-], and support Cai Wenji.

When the players adjusted their summoner skills, commentator A made a joke: "TG's lineup... Three kingdoms stand together."

Commentator B smiled and said, "People's hearts are moving like mountains, isn't it?"

People are discordant and internally divided.

This wave of rhythm took off.

There was already a lot of noise in the official live broadcast room.

Commentary A: "As expected of a cultural person, the words are different and have connotations."

Commentator B: "Hey, I don't dare to be like this, I'd better watch the game honestly... Yo, TG's lineup is really not bad! It's as good as DW's!"

Trying to get away with it.

The author has something to say:

【small theater】

Lin Xingling at this moment: All the flowers I've been waiting for are gone.

Cheng Che: Then, then you...you just, wait...