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Days passed by.

The training became more and more boring.

Just when he thought it was another ordinary day, in the afternoon, Abin suddenly received a notice from the team leader in the group: "Don't do anything weird, the manager is coming today!"

Seeing this message.

Abin was disdainful, thinking that it was just the manager coming, why send a notice? This scene reminded him of the leader coming to the school to check, and the head teacher was anxious to let them do a big cleaning.

The rebellious psychology broke out.

The roommates in the same batch were all in the ranking, but he took advantage of the team leader not being in the training room and ran to the second-floor balcony to bask in the sun.

After a while, Xun saw that Abin had not come back, thinking that he had exceeded the time limit for going to the toilet for so long, and he would be fined and verbally warned. For the sake of his brothers, he went out to look for him.

As a result, he just walked out of the door.

He found it was very lively outside.

"Brother Hao?!"

A group of people stopped, and Xun saw with his own eyes a familiar figure running out of the balcony.

Guo Hao was chatting with the team leader, when he suddenly saw a young man with a round face and small eyes running over: "Remember me... Two years ago, at night, in an Internet cafe, you ordered a plate of pickled cabbage fried rice..."

"Oh!"

Qin Hao recognized him, because he had the WeChat of the Internet cafe owner. This time, the Internet cafe owner specifically mentioned to him: "Are you used to living here?"

He explained to Guo Hao: "He is Chen Zebin."

"..."

The team leader looked at him strangely, but didn't say anything.

In his eyes.

Two-time champion + good personality, but there are many fans.

Before coming to the two teams, the manager told him that 90% of Topsports' current business cooperation is supported by Qin Hao, including the club's related business operations.

So, even if Qin Hao is not a small shareholder, he will show the best attitude. What he was surprised about was that this time was the qualifying time, why did Gou Ba run downstairs? Although there is a bathroom on the second floor, why did he go far away?

In front of so many people

The team leader did not dare to warn Abin verbally, and let him make connections.

"I've been here for almost a month..." Abin complained a little. He had witnessed Qin Hao's glory in the Internet cafe. When he played a game, there were many people around him. This had a great impact on Abin, who was only 16 years old at the time.

"Let's go to the training room."

The team leader patted Abin calmly, turned to Guo Hao and Qin Hao and smiled: "There are a total of six people in this batch, and they are all very adaptable. I heard from the supervisor that if you stay in the training camp for a full period, playing in LPL will not be a problem..."

"It's hard, it's hard."

"It's not hard, it's not hard."

Abin returned to his seat and found that Xun Lao looked at him. In the sofa area, Qin Hao sat next to Guo Hao and listened to them talking about the various regulations of the youth training camp.

"…Yes, strict requirements are set from the beginning to instill the concept of punctuality."

"Military closed management."

"Delivery drivers can only be placed at the door to prevent them from contacting strangers."

"Collective life..."

"We need to build another psychological counseling room. This is the idea of ​​Manager Park."

"There is a special equipment area upstairs. If you are tired of training, you can sweat."

"Are there punishments and rewards? Currently, two people have received ranking bonuses. In the future, we are considering setting up full attendance awards. For those who have not received a warning once a month, 10,000 will be given as a reward."

"There will definitely be complaints, but people must learn to adapt."

"Be strict now, and you will benefit from it for the rest of your life."

"..."

Guo Hao nodded from time to time.

Beside him, Qin Hao also agreed that "strict management is good for playing professionally".

After all, most clubs are just makeshift teams. Not to mention rejecting temptations from the outside world, even internal management is not easy. They just drag players to play cards when they have nothing to do...

"By the way..."

Park Sun-in stared at Qin Hao. According to rumors, this is the person who beat the crown to the point of collapse, and still dares not to take out Syndra in a crucial game.

"Since you are here, can you demonstrate it?"

The translator helped to relay it.

Qin Hao was confused: "Demonstrate what?"

"The simplest one, last hit!" Park Sun-in understood that newcomers would always be impetuous, so he took this opportunity to let them know that there are always people who are better than you.

In this world.

There should be few people who have the opportunity to face the double champion directly.

"Solo?"

"Emmm... Just last hit, don't pursue first blood." Park Sun-in thought about it and felt that first blood was too much. If the pressure is too great, the importance of basic skills will not be demonstrated.

"Is that so..."

It's just simple last hit and disrupting the opponent's last hit rhythm... To be honest, he can do it with one hand. Because Qin Hao has too much game experience. Others don't have a simulation space to set training content and customize the environment.

To put it bluntly.

If you want someone to practice with you, they must have time.

"Excuse me, what level do you want me to achieve?"

Park Sun-in:? ? ?

This thing, can I express it with "thinking"?

Park Sun-in was a little uneasy. He had heard a lot about how strong the two-time champion was, but it was the first time he had actually come into contact with him.

What impressed him the most.

It was not anything else, but the calmness on his body.

It should be said that those game geniuses are very confident when talking about the areas they are good at. But even so, when demonstrating to others, they will inevitably feel nervous, and some will even be too excited.

But Qin Hao is different.

He is the first person who did not show embarrassment or eager to show off after listening to the demonstration in front of the newcomers.

Originally, Pu Shanren was worried that Qin Hao would find it troublesome, modest, and not want to demonstrate. After all, no matter how nice he said it, he would still lose his standing if he didn't do it well. It's normal to have doubts.

But now it seems.

This cannot be called confidence, but it feels too simple. Just like when faced with a very difficult challenge, people will be afraid and have fantasies, but if they just eat and drink water, there will be no trouble for them.

"The reason I want you to demonstrate is because some people think that customizing the last hit is useless and too childish. After completing it, they don't want to practice this most basic thing again..."

Pu Shanren stared at Qin Hao: "I want them to know that the foundation they laid is fragile."

"OK."

Qin Hao understood.

As a professional player, he often encounters this kind of thing. Like Mark, after he gets more proficient, he will also say some big words. At this time, Mag will let him look at the first-person perspective and see him feel ashamed.

"Who has the biggest opinion?" Qin Hao was curious.

"Chen Zebin."

"..."

Seeing Qin Hao's weird expression, Xx almost laughed to death. If I remember correctly, the first person to say hello just now was named Chen Zebin.

"I'll give you half an hour to finish the rankings in hand!"

Continue to drink tea here.

The team leader over there is urging us.

Bin rankings were not open yet, so he wanted to come over and ask, but the team leader caught him and said, "Didn't you say that your idol is Qin Hao?"

"Yeah."

The leader patted his shoulder: "The opportunity has come. I'll let you demonstrate a few skills with your idol later."

"..."

What he was most afraid of was that the air suddenly became quiet...Abin didn't know how to react for a moment. He turned around and found that Xun was looking at him again.

At this time, the team leader was a little impatient: "Get ready, don't lose your chain."

The leader returned to the sofa area.

Xun came over cautiously and asked, "Why is the team leader looking for you?"

"I said I would do a solo with my idol later."

"When you joined the team, you signed up as a top laner, right?"

"The position of top laner...can't be solo?" Abin kicked the e-sports chair and asked, "Why do you keep looking at me? I've stared at you several times."

"I just looked for you and found you on the second floor..." Xun added: "I saw it all."

Xun knew that Bin liked to make physical jokes, so he went to the equipment area frequently, and even put up boxing posters on the bedroom wall, so...sometimes he was a little afraid of Bin's heavy punches.

"If I had known that Brother Hao would come, I would have gone to the door and waited." Bin softened his tone and said happily: "And Brother Hao still remembers me..."

Seeing Bin secretly happy.

Xun didn't know what to say.

Since joining the team, Bin has often emphasized that he has a relationship and is familiar with Qin Hao. Unknown to others, he thought he could be promoted to the first team and replace Jin Gong.

Question Jin Gong played very well.

They also chase the home team's games...

"come on."

Bin raised his eyebrows: "Of course I have to give my best!"

"Hmm..." Xun nodded.

Suddenly, he felt something was wrong. After finally having such an opportunity, it was really easier for people like Bin to play.

bad.

Xun felt a little sour.

Bin was warned every three days, but the result was that he left an impression on the manager.

Is this the case that fame outweighs hard work?

~~~

Behind Qin Hao.

It was packed with people.

Everyone wants to get the best viewing position. From the manager Park Sun-in to biubiu and other players who are chasing big stars, they all want to see Qin Hao's perspective.

to this end.

Wei is so smart that he even moved a stool and stood on it to watch - maybe training is too boring and he rarely has such fun...

Anyway.

Everyone wants to know whether there will be a gap between the two sides.

Opposite Qin Hao, Bin grabbed the mouse and felt the warm touch. Looking up a little, you can see that there are people standing on the opposite side, but there are only 2 people standing on your side.

One is Xun and the other is Xx.

Although they all start with the letter X.

But Bin always felt that he was here to see a joke, with a very annoying fake smile on his face, unlike Xun who took the initiative to walk behind him from the opposite side when he saw no one around him...

"One hundred swords, allowed to return to the city."

"..."

"Chen Zebin, let me know when you're ready."

The leader's voice was really loud. Bin heard it, but didn't really want to answer.

However, he is usually a good talker. He often makes harmless jokes with everyone, and goes to the fourth floor to box when he has nothing to do. He also said that boxing helps to concentrate.

Except for him though.

No one likes this ‘dirty’ sport. People who are used to staying in air-conditioned rooms really hate sweating.

It's just the cold computer screen that freezes this sense of relaxation.

The idol is right across the street...

He wants to get close and surpass!

On that night in the Bird's Nest, he experienced the heat coming from deep within his heart! He wants to win the cheers of the audience just like Brother Hao!

"Open it."

Qin Hao's voice came from the other side.

"Is there a hero you want to play?"

"How about we all choose long hands?"

Bin thinks this suggestion is good. Although he mainly plays top lane, he also feels that long hands are better for last-hitting.

"I'm Lucian!"

"Okay, I'm a policewoman."

Choose a hero.

Qin Hao waited leisurely for loading.

Speaking of which, he often used custom-made tower swords in the early days. Regarding CS, I believe every professional player is familiar with it.

Enter the game.

Zhao Jiahao kept staring at Qin Hao's right hand, watching him control the mouse.

In the screen.

Both sides followed the minions to the line, and then they kept the blades normally. Because he wanted to show the rhythm of last-hitting, Qin Hao accumulated headshots, but he didn't mean to go forward to steal points.

He was just on the ground, locking the minions, and on the ground.

He kept moving in small increments.

Compared with him, Bin had a lot of ideas. He would use W to rub when he had nothing to do, and quickly grab the second place with the help of the refreshed passive. And at the moment when Lucian was ahead by 2 minions and upgraded to 2, Qin Hao pulled back to predict that Lucian would use E.

The next second.

Qin Hao went into the grass and left the field of vision. Lucian missed the target after E, and chose to attack the minions. Then, the policewoman attacked the remaining minions at the same time.

Just like that.

The gap began to appear.

Because Bin wanted to close the distance, he couldn't remember the remaining blood status of each minion. Or in other words, the naked eye couldn't keep up with his desire to exchange blood.

And Qin Hao played very simply.

Like a last-hitting machine, he ate the last blades one after another. When Lucian's blood exchange was not smooth and he began to miss the knife, Bin inevitably became a little anxious.

Swish.

About four minutes later, Lucian slid E and clicked continuously, and the policewoman was stiff and exchanged E, but the rope net failed to hit. Bin was a little surprised, but Zhao Jiahao and others knew that Qin Hao was playing with one hand.

After all, the standard for victory is 100 knives.

This is too easy for Qin Hao.

He didn't make it more difficult for himself, but if he only last-hit, one hand is enough.

No surprise.

Bin lost 17 knives, even if the ultimate move was all in, Qin Hao only needed to dodge.

"It's not fun to play like this..."

Bin muttered.

It's not that he can't afford to lose, but the competition process is boring, and just last-hitting is a bit boring.

"Then play normally solo." Qin Hao just smiled from beginning to end, and encouraged: "I look forward to the day when you play in LPL."

No one had any objections.

If the two-time champion is interested in teaching, who would find it troublesome.

But this time, Abin took out the most confident Shen, and said: "I'm bringing Ignite, not a tank."

"Okay."

Abin regained confidence, thinking that he didn't do a good job of harassing Lucian in the last game, but Shen is his favorite hero.

Loading interface.

Found that the opponent chose Kalista, and Uzi came as he pleased with the hero pool.

And if the last game was pure basic skills, and the calculation of the health of the minions was very accurate, then this time, it was pure pressure on the line.

Qin Hao no longer considered finishing all the last knives.

Everything is for suppression.

In this game, if the opponent's development is not good, it means that you are developing very well.

So.

Level 1.

Qin Hao used the minions as a stepping stone to force Shen into the bushes and prevent him from touching the line.

When the second wave of lines came, he saw Shen using W to eat the remaining knives, decisively AE killed the minions to level up 2, and then Q killed the remaining soldier on the top side that was consumed by E.

Penetration and scraping out damage.

Qin Hao A-ed the minions and used his spears to refresh before Qing Gangying left the skill range. Swish, Qing Gangying lost a bit of health.

At this point.

Abin vaguely felt that something was wrong.

The problem torture was just beginning.

When he reached the part in front of the tower, Qin Hao skillfully interspersed normal attacks and used three spears in a row, pulling Qing Gangying out of supplies.

"Qing Gangying is going home..."

"Four levels against two levels..."

"Tsk..."

Everyone was a high-scoring passerby, so of course they could tell the difficulty.

This wave of blood exchange.

Qing Gangying wanted to trick Q, but ended up being stabbed and stunned.

From distance to judgment, and then to the timing of the shot, this is when all of the above are indispensable, so that you can use one and a half waves of lines to empty Qing Gangying's supplies and provide the most efficient consumption.

Back on the line, Yasuo went all in, but was turned into a hedgehog by Kalista's A. Except for some damage from flashing close and igniting, he couldn't even touch him afterwards.

Biubiu didn't know whether he was amused by Bin's operation or thought this scene was very funny. Anyway, when Yasuo died, he was chuckling.

Hearing laughter.

Bin's fat face was red. He didn't think that he would be beaten by his idol and couldn't play the game. He only reached level 3 after his death when a nearby soldier died... If he didn't go all in, he wouldn't even be able to get experience...

Wow.

Is the gap between him and his idol so big?

Seeing that everyone was smiling, he began to think that Qin Hao was unkind. Choosing this kind of hero to play top lane was obviously a joke.

In this day and age, how can an AD stand on the top lane?

Shame, guilt, and anger.

This is Bin's psychological state. He is satisfied with the content of his fantasy, but when things go wrong, he wants to prove that he is still tough.

Because he heard that boxers would not lower their heads even if they had to leave the field lying down. That was the spirit he longed for.

But.

Qin Hao had no intention of showing off.

Bin even hoped that Qin Hao could show off, so that after losing Solo, he could still use the 30 years to the east and 30 years to the river, and use such anger to promote inner sublimation.

"You are playing too hastily, but you don't have to be so hasty." Qin Hao's voice was extremely calm: "Come on, you are talented, and the operation of E flash E predicting the competition is very cool."

Damn.

Why do you still praise me.

Without anger, my heart is so empty.

Until Qin Hao left, the team leader brought Manager Park's words: "Train with peace of mind..." Bin wanted someone to say something about him, but no one did. He is not as important as he thought.

~~~

Zhao Jiahao was still thinking about what he had just said.

He felt that the most terrifying thing about Qin Hao was not his laning skills, but that he was very skilled throughout the whole process and was not surprised by any of his actions.

In addition.

It was only after watching Qin Hao's operation from a close distance that he discovered that Qin Hao's mouse movements were particularly simple, and there were no invalid clicks.

In this regard, you can tell by listening to the sound.

Some people click a lot, but the pictures that appear are very messy. Qin Hao's left and right keys are very crisp, and the sound is not dense, but his movements are very purposeful, and there is no sticky place.

"Awesome..."

"A bit abnormal."

"The basic skills are too solid. When Lucian E came up to attack, he didn't miss the knife. It seems that he calculated the experience and position in advance."

Biubiu and others couldn't help but discuss in a low voice.

"This is my ideal laning, with a lot of hands!" Another person felt the same.

"So there is only one Qingshen."

Wei said it as a matter of course, which made Biubiu's mouth stiff.

"No more chatting, let's play ranked."

"Let's go together."

"..."

The people were scattered.

Only Wei was left with a confused look on his face. He was thinking: Didn't I say anything? Why is it a bit unhappy? Is this level of laning possible for everyone?

Wei was sighing inwardly.

Qin Hao returned to the base and took the shoulder bag handed over by Gongzi: "After this game, the teams we will meet later are all Western teams."

"How do you feel about going to the second team?"

"It's pretty good."

Qin Hao said from the bottom of his heart: "Closed management, points and bonuses..." This condition is much better than when he was exposed to the professional world.

"BLG likes to drag. If you cover the team name, you would think it is LCK."

On the way, Lao Ze also told a cold joke, thinking that BLG is quite Shakespearean and can often play for forty minutes.

"I wonder if Zuo Hand is used to slow-paced games."

"He's starting?"

"The poster has been released."

"..."