"Donglin King's Cup?"

Organizing a new club event is not a secret, and news began to spread from the attendees not long after the summary meeting. However, He Yu heard that he heard it from his brother He Liang, who worked in the student office, and the news was more conclusive. He didn't stop the chopsticks in his hand, but continued to ask suspiciously, "Isn't there already a competition?" ”

"Intercollegiate leagues are self-organized teams by students. This Donglin King's Cup will be signed up for by department. He Liang explained.

"Oh." He Yu immediately understood. These activities are not exclusive to the university, and when he was in secondary school, the school also had various student competitions. Although there are no faculties, there are classes, and the reason is the same.

"It doesn't seem to be a big problem on the school's side, and it should be that they will approve them to hold another event like this." He Liang said.

"What about the current game?" He Yu asked.

"Let's do it together, if the competition is a unit, there are not too many teams. At present, our school has a total of 18 colleges and more than 50 professional departments. At present, it is not confirmed whether it is based on the college or the subordinate professional department, in short, there are only more than 50 teams when it is full. The format is uncertain at this time, but it shouldn't take too much time. He Liang said.

"Oh." He Yu nodded. Originally, I didn't take it too seriously, but in a blink of an eye, I realized a problem again.

"Many of these teammates who are teaming up now may not be from the same department, right?" He Yu said.

He Liang nodded: "Yes, most of them are learned through social unity, not necessarily a department." ”

The other teams didn't care about what they met, but immediately thought of them Lang 7, and immediately opened their WeChat group on their mobile phones.

The small group now has five people, and it started at dinner that day after the victory over the Imperial Warband. Zhao Jinran had a treat, Li Sijie didn't come, and the four of them chatted happily. Zhao Jinran didn't know if he saw everyone's disdain for him after posting on the forum, and finally stopped being so proud and complacent. During the banquet, he was quite humble, and overheard that there were also teams and took the initiative to ask to join.

Of course, no one will refuse, but Zhou Mo felt that Li Sijie couldn't be left out in the cold, and even Li Sijie pulled it when he was invited. In the end, the two people joined, but compared to Zhao Jinran's activity after joining the group, Li Sijie basically didn't say much.

At this time, I opened the small group and saw that several people were also discussing the matter of the Donglin King's Cup. The victory over the dynasty seems to have completely ignited Zhao Jinran's enthusiasm for the glory of kings, and he also showed considerable enthusiasm for the new event. Li Sijie, who had never spoken much, finally bubbled up for the first time at this time, and splashed a basin of cold water head-on: "In the department competition, you have to pick the five strongest people in the department, don't worry about your level, right?" ”

"Cut, how good can you be?" Zhao Jinran was dismissive. Since there was a little conflict that day, Zhao Jinran has not had much respect for the eldest brother who used to lead him to points. In the past few days, the two have no longer advanced and retreated together. Li Sijie didn't come to practice with everyone as usual, but Zhao Jinran was much more active, showing up on time every day, and I don't know if it was three minutes of heat.

After being retorted by Zhao Jinran, not only Li Sijie, but even Gao Ge, Zhou Mo and He Yu, who was about to speak, were silent. The group was silent for a while, and He Yu silently closed the group.

"What's wrong?" He Liang, who was sitting opposite, looked at his expression and asked while giving him food. As brothers, since He Yu entered Donglin University, it has become a daily routine for them to eat together once a week.

"Nothing. I just thought of our Lang 7, and Senior Sister Gao Ge is also from our physics department, I know, but what about Senior Brother Zhou Mo? He Yu said.

"I've been playing together for so long and I don't know what other people's majors are?" He Liang said.

"Ahem, just note that he's a hero in the upper unit and good at it." He Yuluo said awkwardly.

"He played well that day." He Liang said.

"Look?"

"Well, I've been paying attention to it lately." He Liang said.

"That'...... Got a game to follow in the KPL? He Yu asked. The KPL Fall started their first round at the start of the school year and has been played every week since then. After He Yu played the glory of kings himself, he naturally refocused on professional competitions. But what about the elder brother? On the first day of eating in the cafeteria, the two watched a game that happened to be a natural selection, and after that, did my brother watch the game? It was only at this moment that he was asked for the first time.

"I'll see some." He Liang said.

He Yu pondered the vocabulary, thinking about how to ask his brother's opinion appropriately, but He Liang asked him first: "Have you watched the game of natural selection?" ”

"Huh? Yes......" He Yu was stunned for a moment, then nodded.

"What do you think?" He Liang asked.

This was the question He Yu wanted to ask his brother, but he didn't want to be asked by his brother first. The answer to this question, in fact, he had pondered it many times in his heart, but he didn't need to think too much, and opened his mouth and said: "Tianxuan now seems to be the two output cores of the mid-laner and the shooter, but more often than not, it is actually just around one point. In the first round, it was around the shooter's rapid development, but the next few rounds were all around the point of the mid laner. Zhou Jin's Zhuge Liang has become a daily routine to be sent to the BAN position, and his current style of play has changed significantly compared to before. The hero selection is mostly a cadre and a winning politician, and he can play amazing output in every game...... Uh......"

"What's wrong? You go on......" He Liang said after glancing at He Yu.

"The problem of harvesting remains. This is also a big problem that I used to think exists in natural selection, often crippled the opposite side, but could not complete the harvest. He Yu said.

"But it doesn't seem like a problem now, does it?" He Liang smiled.

"Yes......" He Yu nodded, "In this time period when the opponent is disabled and must return to the spring water to replenish the state, the natural selection is used extremely fully, and almost every wave will open a certain economic gap with the opponent." This was especially evident in the match against the Mountain Oni team, so much so that by the end of the match, the outhead-to-head ratio was only 4-1, and three of them exploded in the final wave of highlands. In other words, the Chosen established an absolute advantage without completing many kills. ”

"So, they found a solution to your alleged flaws, right?" He Liang said.

"Yes......" He Yu nodded a little unnaturally. According to his previous thoughts, the person needed to solve this problem was his brother, and what was needed was for Heavenly Selection to give He Liang more trust and let his assassin hero complete these harvests.

But now, the Heavenly Selection team did not need He Liang, nor did they use the way He Yu envisioned, they used their own means-precise operation to make up for the regret of "almost hurting".

Hurt a little bit?

Then let the economy get a little bit ahead.

"Their style of play is now being studied by many teams, and it already has a name, which is called persuasion and retreat." He Liang continued, "Glory of Kings is a tower pushing game after all, not a killing game. ”

"But killing is also one of the means to win, isn't it?" He Yu suddenly looked up at his brother and said, "It's just a style of play, who is more advanced than whom?" If you can win, you are right! ”

He Liang smiled bitterly. He had actually seen He Yu's thoughts, and saw the determination he had hidden in his heart after playing the glory of the king. He didn't want He Yu to be burdened with this, but it seemed difficult to convince him. But looking back, why not? If you don't have an obsession in your heart, why would you persist in five years of natural selection to try to prove yourself?

Unfortunately, he failed in the end.

Especially after he retired, he won the championship immediately, which made him have to wonder if his persistence was correct.

If you can win, you are right!

That's what he thought at one point.

But he forgot. There is never a 100% absolute victory, so there is never a 100% correct way to play.

It's not right or wrong at all, it's just a matter of winning or losing.

I lost and failed.

But what about your own style of play? Is it therefore going to be denied altogether?

Nope! His own style of play is not invincible, how can he be completely denied like this?

So it's really what I've been saying all along: I'm not good enough.

But someone might do better.

"Let's eat!" He Liang suddenly picked up the bowl and said to He Yu with a smile.

"Huh?" He Yu was stunned.

"I hope to see your murderous victory." He Liang said.