For the LPL professional electric candidates of national service, the first thing to cultivate is the psychological quality and the ability to resist pressure.

We should learn to shield those negative information and get used to the malicious sarcasm on the Internet.

A really mature old player, in fact, has seen all kinds of big waves, can see a lot of things, as long as focus on their own training and competition.

Therefore, in fact, the so-called jet and sunspot, they do not care, and will not really care about it.

Because you know those people just want to be black and black, and spray to spray.

It's just a waste of time to compete with such people.

But

Real fans are different.

If there is a choice, the national service professional players would rather accept the endless ridicule and abuse of the online water army jet, rather than face the disappointment of real fans.

Because those are the people who really support you, they accompany you all the way, with you in sorrow and joy, always full of expectation and hope for you.

And you let them down again and again.

Even -

can't give a firm commitment, can't tell them firmly and confidently when they can see the dawn of victory.

That's the worst part.

From the airport, all the members of the God club and Lin Feng and others got on the bus again and set out to return to the club's training base.

Along the way, the atmosphere in the car was quiet.

No one spoke.

When they got back to the God club's training base, they got out of the car and walked into the hall of the base. They sat on the sofa and carpet in the living room by twos and threes. They just kept their heads down and played with their mobile phones without the desire to talk and chat.

Zhang, the chief leader of the club, came to see his team members and said with a smile:

"it's been a long time."

"Let's take a break in the morning, and we'll start the formal resumption meeting in the afternoon."

In return, it was only a scattered response.

More team members are still holding their mobile phones to look at something over and over. With a little sharpness of their eyes, they can catch the pictures on the mobile phone screen of these players. It seems that it is the post sent by the passer-by.

Zhang and the coaches of his team looked at each other and showed a helpless look.

It's the same truth -

the water army jet, their club can come forward to fight back and resolutely solve the problem, so that their team members will not be affected by the network malicious.

But the real fans, the club can not intervene, can only be left to the players to face.

....

The living room was still quiet.

None of the members of the God team did not want to get up and go back to the room to rest. They just sat there with their heads down in silence.

Zeng Rui frowned slightly, showing a worried look.

Li Shiyi looks at Lin Feng, and Lin Feng just shakes his head.

At present, this situation is not his comfort can have an effect. Originally, this kind of thing is not what he is good at. If he knew how to deal with it, then as early as the S1 season of that year, there would be no later events.

A creak.

The door outside the living room was opened.

Number three came in.

Finally, the God players sitting in the living room reacted a little and got up one after another:

"master --"

"Master 3."

No. 3 said "um", stood in front of the living room and looked at a group of God players who were obviously depressed. They quickly guessed the situation and raised their eyebrows slightly:

"is this going to wither again?"

The God players looked at each other and shook their heads:

"No...."

"The coach asked us to have a rest and start to resume in the afternoon -"

but such an answer did not seem to satisfy No. 3: "rest? Take a rest, then go back to the room and lie in bed, adjust the jet lag and mental state, and stay half dead in the living room one by one

A god player plucked up his courage and whispered:

"I can't sleep now."

No. 3 looked at the team member, looked around the living room, and glanced at the mobile phones in the hands of several God players:

"Oh, just the one and two article posts, let you become like this?"

"What did you say before you got together?"

Another member of the second God team argued:

"No

"It doesn't matter, but there are more messages from real fans Look at the heart, sad

A lot of other players can't help nodding, which is what they think.

No. 3 heard a bit of sarcasm: "Oh, with the spray, the water army didn't dry you down, but it was the real fans who withered you all?"A crowd of God players opened their mouths, but could not refute.

And No. 3 didn't seem to give these God players the chance to continue to refute and argue. Instead, he glanced at the faces in front of him:

"I'm not like your No.1 predecessors. I can't say so much strategic truth, and I'm too lazy to talk nonsense."

"So I'll just say it one time and only once."

"You all know what the new season will be like next year. You all know how urgent the time is. Now you are all lost and confused here. If you have one more minute, you will be wasted one more minute."

"This year's finals have become a foregone conclusion, and those who are disappointed have already been disappointed. Some people say that you are sinners, so they really take it seriously and treat every battle in the new season next year as your atonement war."

"Put yourself in a clear position and want to know what you should do."

"You can't lose a game in the LPL next year. Your current state How many more games do you think you can win? "

Number three is very fast.

The tone was sharp and merciless.

After that, he did not even give the audience in the living room time to react, and he had made a categorical conclusion:

"OK, that's it."

"If you can't sleep, stop sleeping. Don't wait for any afternoon. You can't start to resume trading now."

Then he stopped paying attention to the people in front of him and headed for the meeting room of the God Club base.

Left a group of God players looking at each other, the morning star took a deep breath at dawn, got up and quickly walked to catch up with the figure of No. 3. The wild snow night song bit his teeth and looked at the other members of his family:

"what are you still in a daze? Let's go!"

So hula, a vote of people quickly follow, this time, the previous low heavy atmosphere is swept away.

Zeng Rui looked at No. 3's back and couldn't help but exclaim:

"worthy of No. 3..."

Li Shiyi nodded and sighed: "the style is completely different from that of No. 1 master, but It works as well as works. "

Tang Bingyao looks at Lin Feng:

"is Fengzi going to stay here?"

Lin Feng thought about it and shook his head: "it doesn't matter if I participate in the second round. I'll go next door first."

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