Chapter Eighty-Six: The Mentor
"What?" Chen Mo was stunned, "No, no, it's impossible." ”
"Young man, meeting is fate, if you don't try a wave, how will you know that you can't do it?" Monet grabbed Chen Mo's hand and didn't let Chen Mo escape.
"I really can't, I really can't." Chen Mo was about to cry.
"There's nothing that can't be done, young man, you have to try it." Monet said.
"Young ghost, I'm twenty-five years old." Chen Mo was still struggling.
"Have you ever done a test? That's not very accurate. "Monet's name is perseverance.
Chen Mo can't say if he suffers, his mental age is really twenty-five.
"Alright, really, just help explain a game." Monet said.
That's right, the reason why such a dramatic scene happened was because Monet wanted Chen Mo to share the stage with him to explain a professional match.
"No, why the hell do you fall in love with me?" Chen Mo gave up resistance, lay on the sofa chair, and asked without answering, "I just drenched the dog you scolded with blood." ”
"If you have to say it." Monet thought for a while, "It's direct, just like the girl named Su Yaer last time, I always feel that she can analyze the game very well." ”
"Please, you're a commentator, why do you want to push the matter of analyzing the game to outsiders." Chen Mo frowned.
"Actually, I won't tell you..." Monet obviously didn't take Chen Mo as an outsider, took out his mobile phone, and opened the sticker.
"What's wrong?" Chen Mo had been seriously injured in the past, so he basically wouldn't go to that place.
He took the phone...
"Monet used to be very good, but now he is doing all the bells and whistles."
"The ability to explain and analyze is really poor, except for stirring up the atmosphere, I don't know what he is for."
"It's just that they always mislead us."
"It's not as professional as passers-by, really."
… In the post bar, there are comments abusing Monet everywhere, and none of them are directed at him.
"It's not so miserable." Chen Mo felt more and more that what he said before was a bit excessive.
"There are some I can't stand myself, so I can only block them." Monet smiled calmly.
"Then, your consciousness is really firm." Chen Mo scratched his head in embarrassment.
"Do commentary, this kind of work is similar to that of professional players, when it is good, it is praised by 10,000 people, and when it is bad, it is spit on 10,000 people." Monet was very open-minded, "When I debuted, I was scolded a lot, saying something unprofessional, explaining blindly, ruining the atmosphere or something." ”
"Oh, oh." Chen Mo nodded, he had been invited to explain a few games in his previous life, and several commentators who cooperated with him also said the same.
"It's not easy to explain this business, there are fewer and fewer people who are employed, and the students who sign up for the major are gradually sparse, and yes, this kind of thankless and low-paying profession really has no future." Monet sighed.
"I don't think it's easy to say." Chen Mo suddenly spoke, "I think the commentary and the game are mutually successful, and the game is separated from the commentary, even if the game is intense, it will be less enjoyable, and the commentary is less than the game, and it is just an ordinary person." ”
"I wish everyone had that mindset about you." Monet smiled, "I'm sorry to spit bitterness on you." ”
"It's nothing, but there's one thing, I'd like to say." Chen Mo held up a finger, "I won't explain." ”
"Hey, I'm talking so impassioned, why are you like a log." Monet asked.
"A lot of things have to be the right appetite, I don't like to explain, I won't go, it's very simple." Chen Mo shrugged, "But I can help you with one thing." ”
"Help me?"
"Yes, help you, help you improve your comprehension." Chen Mo closed the video website.
"Huh?" Monet was stunned, "What do you mean?" ”
"It's the same as writing essays for elementary school students, do you understand them?" Chen Mo smiled, "You still have three days left before the next commentary, right, it's still too late to start special training from now on." ”
"In time, what?"
"Improve your game analysis skills." Chen Mo opened the vanity and stretched out his hand, "Account card." ”
"What?" Monet looked at Chen Mo suspiciously.
"It's a game." Chen Mo said, "Give you a few games, and you will explain on the side." ”
"Hey, hey, can you still listen to me while you're playing?"
"How do you know if you don't try?" Chen Mo smiled.
Monet suspiciously handed over the account card to the stranger, whom he had known for less than three minutes.
A golden game was over quickly, and Chen Mo let go of the keyboard and mouse.
"You're explaining." Chen Mo looked at Monet with disdain.
Monet is still in shock, the commentators are not professional players, and their theoretical reserves are greater than their operations. They don't have a rank requirement, but they must be able to understand the game.
However, the torture just now has far exceeded Monet's knowledge reserves.
Monet himself is a golden rookie, with his good eloquence and certain theories, he has a certain reputation in the commentary circle.
It is impossible to say that Monet was not complacent about his knowledge reserves. Monet was often proud of his ability to see a lot of electricity that ordinary people couldn't.
But that feeling was completely shattered in the less than two-minute game just now.
"You have so many big skills, just to pave the way for this little pick?" Monet stretched out his trembling hand and pointed to the row of skills on the screen that entered the CD.
"That's right." Chen Mo said, "After the top pick, the other party will pick the air, and other skills can be good." ”
"But you've thrown out all the skills that do a lot of damage." Monet was puzzled.
"Vain has so many skills, do you only use high-injury skills to play games." Chen Mo asked rhetorically, "In many cases, the deterrent effect that can be given by the short-term skill of the forward swing will be more sufficient. ”
"No, a professional player can't fight like that." Monet shook his head, "The high damage skill symbolizes the explosion. ”
"That's what you think you think is a pro." Chen Mo sighed, opened the training ground, found a wooden stake, and "brushed" four small skills to hit the wooden stake.
"This..."Monet didn't expect that the damage of four skills was actually comparable to a big move.
"Because of the level, small skills can be pointed to a very high level after the full level, such as the upper pick, which can be pointed to level forty, and the meteor is promoted, only one level." Chen Mo explained, "The damage of small skills is actually only a little less than that of ultimate, plus the CD of small skills is short, in many cases, the hit of small skills can change the battle situation more." ”
"Hara, is that so?" Monet lowered his head and pondered, "Jin Hangbo of Longmen, is it?" ”
"You say yes, yes." Chen Mo clicked on another game, "Give me a good explanation next, don't be in a daze." ”
After being shocked by Chen Mo's amazing strength, Monet did not stay in a daze anymore, but followed Chen Mo's meaning and began to explain Chen Mo's game on the side.
Chen Mo stopped, what was he going to do? Meteor rising? Monet looked at the screen, a little unaccustomed, after all, the director's perspective is rarely in the first person.
However, Chen Mo was just a small mountain collapse.
"Huh?" Monet is stupid, this is different from the one just now.
"Are you stupid? Is it true that every player has the same style of play? Chen Mo looked at him like a nerd, "I'll just change the way of playing, are you stupid?" ”
"Ahh Monet looked at Chen Mo.
"For example, Gu Xiaodao, can his playing style be the same as Yi Tiancheng's playing style?" Chen Mo gave an example.
"But I've never seen a player who can change their style of play anytime and anywhere." Monet looked at Chen Mo, you must know that the person in front of him used two completely different playing styles in less than five minutes just now.
"After all, the intensity here is relatively low, and in high-intensity matches, most players will fix their own style of play." Chen Mo explained, "Isn't this here to make you more experienced? ”
"Uh-oh." Chen Mo said that the head was the Tao, so that Monet could not find a place to refute.
"Pre-match analysis and research are indispensable, including each player's style of play, mentality, and including transformation or change in playing style, you have to collect information, rather than simply analyzing the success or failure of both sides based on the strength of the panel." Chen Mo continued.
"Uh-huh." In order to facilitate his memory, Monet also opened the notepad on the computer.
"Come on, come on, next one." Chen Mo opened it again.
…
Chen Mo, who was originally scheduled to play for two hours, actually played for nearly four hours. However, in order to express his gratitude, Monet helped Chen Mo pay the fee.
"Chen Mo, let's go have a meal, I still have a lot of things I want to ask." Monet said to Chen Mo.
"No need, I still have a small one at home, I want to eat." Chen Mo declined.
"Huh? How old are you, you have children. "Monet was stupid.
", it's my brother, it's my brother." Chen Mo said.
"Oh, so you have a younger brother." Monet nodded, "Then call it out and eat it together." ”
"It's not impossible." Chen Mo thought about it and took out his mobile phone.
"Ha, go out to eat, do you please? What, someone invited, then I'll come, where is it? Okay, okay, I'll be there soon. ”
After a while, Chen woke up.
"Mo Mo Mo Monet..."Chen Xing was stunned, "why are you here?" ”
"Yo, this is your brother." Monet glanced at Chen Xing a few times, "It's cute, how old are you?" ”
"I'm fifteen." Chen Xing replied.
"Fifteen, what a year, what, do you have any ideas for the future?" Monet asked.
"I'm going to go to Shenhuang to do a job."
"It's a good ideal, but Shenhuang is not easy to enter."
"yes, I know." Chen Xing nodded, "I'll work hard." ”
"What are you working on? Do you want to raise the price of your contract? Chen Mo suddenly interjected.
"Child, what is the ......" Monet was stunned, he did remember that Shenhuang was planning to recruit an underage genius, could it be the ...... in front of him
He was a little at a loss, what kind of demons and monsters this family was.