Chapter 166
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Time is approaching the Mid-Autumn Festival unknowingly, and TTL's training results have remained stable at the bottom. The only difference is the last one or the second last.
"third!"
"One step closer to being a champion"
"Excited to cry"
Ye Ning didn't pay much attention to the results of the training game. This week's oppressive training brought about a rapid improvement in tactical execution. It sounds simple but it's not easy. The whole team must completely trust the command.
At this point, Lan Heng, who is not very talented in his own right, has done the best job. He can't say that the current TTL can match the execution ability of the Qiáng team, but the gap has gradually narrowed, and there has never been a situation where the group is destroyed.
While sitting at the dining table to eat breakfast, Lan Heng touched his chin and said, "Recently, the team leader has been staying home at night."
Everyone at the table nodded silently, the door suddenly opened when he was about to speak, and the red-haired boy walked into the living room, he quickly changed the subject: "Our team is on the e-sports weekly newspaper, and the manuscript was written by Liu Xiaodong, the commentator last time, for the preliminary round. The other teams that made it out didn't make it."
"This newspaper is quite famous." Ye Ning said, "Generally, it only reports on PCL teams, and new teams don't pay attention."
Shen Chi opened the refrigerator and got a bottle of milk, because his brother cooks delicious food. He lived in Huating this week, and turned around when he heard Lan Heng's words.
Aware of the young man's gaze, Lan Heng read the weekly magazine: "All PDL participating teams are training intensely, and one of them, TTL, has attracted the editor's attention, what kind of team will fight repeatedly What about repeated defeats? The editors of the live broadcast found that this team has a very poor run-in, and when it is weak, it is weak when it is weak, and it is entirely by luck that it can enter the finals.”
Lan Heng couldn't read it halfway through. He wrote that he was not optimistic about TTL. He looked at Shen Chi carefully. Fortunately, the boy's tone was calm: "He wrote his."
Lan Heng breathed a sigh of relief, but he hadn't let it go, his team leader threw the e-sports weekly newspaper into the trash can with a blank face, he immediately understood that I threw the second half of the sentence.
Manager Chen went downstairs to distribute mooncake gift boxes: "Today, the Mid-Autumn Festival base is on holiday, do you have any plans?"
"Go home and eat moon cakes."
Everyone said in unison, but Shen Chi didn't speak. The Mid-Autumn Festival was a festival for reunion, so naturally his brother had to go home, and no one could eat moon cakes together.
The people in the base packed up and left one after another. There was only Shen Chi in the huge house. He thought about calling Zhuangzhou: "Would you like to go out for dinner at night? Call Shi Liang and the others."
"They all work part-time outside." Zhuangzhou replied, "The wages are high during the holidays, and I feel bad for not earning money."
Hearing the last sentence, the teenager looked at his bank card balance and felt that what Zhuangzhou said was very reasonable, so he walked into the training room and sat in front of the computer to broadcast live.
"Do you still need to train during the Mid-Autumn Festival? The club owner is too dark, and the cubs can't go home for reunion."
"As we all know, capitalists have black hearts"
"Hey, why didn't you see anyone else?"
"The training room was so quiet today"
The live broadcast room was silent for a while before reacting.
"Is there no place for cats and kittens to go?"
"Hug the Cubs"
"I will spend the Mid-Autumn Festival with the cubs!"
"Choosing the little fish to buy moon cakes for the cubs"
Shen Chi put on the headset and entered the game. He didn't think it was a bleak thing to spend the Mid-Autumn Festival alone. The moon cakes were not delicious. If it rained tonight, you might not be able to see the moon. It would be better to play games to earn money.
With this idea in mind, he played solo, from day to night, the training room was dark, as if swallowing all the light.
At this moment, his cell phone rang suddenly, he answered the call, and Yan Xuexiao's voice came over the phone: "Have you eaten?"
At this time, Yan Xuexiao should be reuniting with his family. He didn't want Yan Xuexiao to feel uneasy about eating, so he held the mouse in his left hand and said, "I have eaten."
"No! Cubs didn't eat!"
"Take our cubs to eat delicious food"
"I want someone to accompany the cub"
On the other side of the phone, he hung up with a humming sound. Shen Chi stared at the screen for a while, and then re-entered the game. He was very satisfied to receive a call. He would not let Yan Xuexiao accompany him without knowing what to do, but he was just annoyed that he forgot to say a word. Happy Mid-Autumn Festival.
Suddenly, he heard the door downstairs slamming. In the dark, he dared to go downstairs. The light in the living room was on. I don't know when the coffee table was filled with hearty food, including soup pots, roasted pork belly... and his recent My favorite sweet and sour pork ribs.
He blinked slowly, and said subconsciously, "I've already eaten."
"I haven't eaten yet." Yan Xueyiao sat on the sofa and said, "Can you eat with me?"
Looking at Yan Xuexiao's unreal face under the moonlight, his heart was pounding.
Looking back at a table full of delicious food, the boy's stomach growled in disappointment. He turned around and entered the room and took out the moon cakes sent by Manager Chen: "I haven't eaten moon cakes today."
He sat next to Yan Xuexiao and opened the moon cake box tied with ribbons. There were moon cakes of different flavors in the box. He handed Yan Xuexiao a bean paste, and he also opened a bean paste.
He ate the moon cake in small sips. The sweetness of the bean paste mixed with the fragrant crust of the cake was surprisingly good. He bent his beautiful eyes and said to Yan Xuexiao, "You taste the bean paste, isn't it particularly sweet?"