Chapter Eighty-Nine: Don't Doubt Yourself (The Eighth Month!) )
20 minutes later.
Zhang Zijie walked back.
A young man, his eyes were slightly red at this time.
He didn't pay attention to the greeting of the pot boy, but silently walked to his place and sat down, logged in to the Hanbok account to enter the queue.
"You eat first."
Li Wei put down the chicken wings in his hand, wiped his mouth, and walked behind Zhang Zijie.
Zhang Zijie, who was in a daze, didn't seem to notice Li Wei's arrival.
Soon, a pop-up box appeared, and the queue was matched.
Without waiting for Zhang Zijie to click to accept, Li Wei's hand took the lead on the mouse and clicked to cancel the queue.
"Let's talk?"
……
The roof of the base.
The roof of the building has not been idle, and there are even many flowers and plants that are taken care of every day.
Levi walked to the only place on the roof of the building where people could sit, and it was said that the rocking chair was brought by the boss, and the spaciousness of the chair was about enough to seat two or three people.
"You know, when I was very stressed, I would come here, stand on a high place, look at the moon, look at the stars, although it may sound a bit ridiculous, but it does have a feeling of relaxation."
Levi said with a smile.
His points have been cleared, and there is not a drop left that he has been squeezed, and of course he can't redeem the temporary hypnotic ability like when he fooled Li Tao at the beginning.
However, according to Li Wei's observation, Zhang Zijie should have listened to his words, at least his mentality has not collapsed to the point of autism.
At this time, Zhang Zijie raised his head and looked at the cloudy sky.
"There is no moon and no stars today."
He muttered to himself.
"People have joys and sorrows, the moon is cloudy and sunny, there is no today, it does not mean that there will be no in the future, before the rain, the sky will always be cloudy."
"The sun doesn't rain."
Zhang Zijie's words choked Li Wei.
But Levi didn't care, and patted himself next to him: "Sit down, I stood in that room for more than 20 minutes just now, and I called you up again as soon as I went back to the training room to sit down, aren't you tired?" ”
Zhang Zijie hesitated for a moment, and finally chose to sit next to Li Wei.
"How does it feel to play professionally?"
Levi asked, looking at the sky.
"It's bitter."
Zhang Zijie didn't think twice.
"Is it the same as what you dreamed of before you started your career?"
Levi asked again.
Zhang Zijie shook his head at first, but seemed to hesitate a little, and nodded again.
"There is a pay, there is a return, correspondingly, if you take the lead in getting the results that do not match your own pay, that part of the effort will have to be paid back in the end, can you understand this truth?"
"I ......"
Zhang Zijie subconsciously wanted to refute.
But when the words came to his lips, he was silent.
Oh, yes.
Is the reward you get proportional to your efforts?
Compared with the vast majority of professional players, Zhang Zijie's starting point is undoubtedly terrifying.
His debut was in the TFO team, relying on the platform built for him by his four teammates, and the coach gave him a lot of room to play.
As a coach, Kim Min-joon had told him a long time ago about some things he needed to pay attention to, such as not being overly overly overpowered, and discussing with his teammates in the shortest possible time before making a decision.
But Zhang Zijie, who was immersed in the joy of victory, didn't take this too seriously.
Until Waterloo.
Only then did he realize that not everyone would get used to him.
Since his teammates' sacrifices have provided him with a platform to play, he has to take on this responsibility.
Has the ability to match the space provided by the team.
What would it be like if I were on another team?
Zhang Zijie suddenly didn't dare to think about it.
"You know what? In the past, when I said at home that I wanted to fight professionally, my father beat me up, but I was rather stubborn, and no one could change what I decided, so after I was beaten, I sat there and fought with my father, and I didn't eat or drink water. ”
"When my dad was about to let go of his mouth like that, a text message came from his phone and I passed the trial at TFO."
"At that time, I was laughing happily, and when I looked up, I saw my father standing at the door of the room, holding a rice bowl and preparing to bring me food."
"My dad thought I wasn't convinced and beat me up again."
At the end, Levi himself laughed.
Zhang Zijie couldn't help laughing.
"But even then, I didn't change my mind, and in the end, my dad couldn't resist me, so he compromised."
"From entering TFO to now, my experience is much more difficult than yours, from the beginning of the mentality almost collapsed, to then I slowly survived."
"Because I know that the path I have chosen must be completed even if I am on my knees, especially after the acquiescence of your dearest people, if you give up, it is no different from failing them."
Li Wei patted Zhang Zijie on the shoulder: "I said this just to tell you two things. ”
"First, don't live up to your dreams, not everyone supports you in your career like your family, and not everyone has such a high career starting point as yours."
"There is no difference between living up to your dreams and living up to yourself."
Looking at Zhang Zijie, who was deep in thought, Li Wei continued: "Second, don't doubt yourself, believe that you can do it yourself, this is not chicken soup, but in the last round of the game, I found that your biggest problem is not the top. ”
"It's a kind of gambling that is not confident in his own strength, and even in the end, he feels a little broken."
"Am I right?"
Zhang Zijie was silent.
Levi was right.
It's normal to lose once or twice.
After all, who hasn't lost?
But if you keep losing, you must consider whether it is your own problem.
This is also the biggest knot in Zhang Zijie's heart.
Now that he was put on the bright side by Li Wei, Zhang Zijie suddenly felt sour in his heart, and couldn't help asking: "But just now Coach Jin also said that it is my problem, that my execution is not enough and cannot meet his standards." ”
Levi smiled: "Then let me ask you, what do you think of the atmosphere of the team now?" ”
"It's poor, we complain to each other, and there's very little communication in the game."
Speaking of this, Zhang Zijie paused slightly: "To be honest, I feel a little sorry for Brother Hao, even I, the mid-laner, feel that it is too difficult for him to play the game, the opponent is crazy to do it, and his teammates can't give support and feedback, and in the end, the trolls will only think it's his dish." ”
"So what do you think is the main reason for this atmosphere?"
Levi asked.
"Yes...... I...... Not good enough? ”
Zhang Zijie hesitated for a moment and said.
However, Levi just looked at him with a smile on his face.
Zhang Zijie was a little embarrassed and scratched his head: "Brother Bing, I said don't tell Coach Jin, in fact, I have always felt that this set of tactics is a bit problematic, a bit like ...... Wool, and it's the kind that is bald at once. ”
"It's a good analogy, that's right, it's wool."
Li Wei Yile: "If it's just a few people in the team who feel uncomfortable playing this tactic, then you can find the reason from yourself first, but if everyone in the team feels that there is a problem with this tactic, then the primary problem is not you." ”
"What did you say before? People can find the reason for their failure from themselves, but they must not question themselves, if they don't even trust themselves, then who else can they trust? ”
Zhang Zijie suddenly had a feeling of sudden enlightenment.
"Now that we know the reason, let me ask you again, does Coach Kim realize that it is his own problem?"
"This ......"
Faced with Li Wei's inquiry, Zhang Zijie didn't know how to answer for a while.
"He realized, but he didn't want to admit it, a person who didn't want to find fault in himself, he was a self-defeating loser."
In a slightly overcast sky, a light rain suddenly began to fall.
Levi got up from his rocking chair and walked to the edge of the terrace, smiling at the neon lights of Shencheng and the rain and mist blowing on his face: "As long as you go up, you don't have to listen to the words of the self-defeaters." ”