"As a jungler, my rhythm is messed up, how can I drive the whole court?"

"Although the jungler doesn't require a lot of laning skills, he does need to have a strong sense of the big picture, and you have to know the whole map, all the corners, all the heroes, the locations, the skills, the equipment, so that you can use these things to good use."

"If you don't know what you're supposed to do, how can you win this game? Aren't your teammates caged birds waiting to be slaughtered? ”

Meng Luo said slowly, his tone was very stern, as if he was not worried about Yang Fan's mood at all.

Yang Fan, on the other hand, lowered his head and stared at the gray and white screen in front of him, his face full of unwillingness.

"Jungler is difficult to play, because if he wants to play very well, then his strength must be stronger than everyone else, and the sense of operation is indispensable, because the position of jungler is the clockwork of the whole team."

Meng Luo lowered his head and glanced at Yang Fan, he didn't comfort the other party like he did with others.

Rather, it was another stern reluctance to throw down a paragraph.

Playing jungler, the most taboo is indecision.

Just like Yang Fan just now, his teammates wanted him to support, so he messed up his original rhythm to support.

Regardless of Gank's success or failure in the end, the opposing jungler is likely to seize this opportunity and quietly take over the initiative.

At that time, it is bound to lose.

How a jungler should play, only he knows where he should go, whether he should farm or Gank, whether he should squat or go to the jungle to squat.

Only he can decide, and he must follow his own decisions.

Even if your teammates are in need of help, the current situation does not allow for help, and you can't go.

That's how you control the rhythm.

Otherwise, if you hand over the clockwork key to the opponent's jungler, it will be extremely difficult to pick it up again.

After saying that, Meng Luo left and walked to the position of the podium.

For every child in the orphanage, Meng Luo has a different way of treating, some may just want to learn a foundation, and will come to the club to get a job, then Meng Luo will simply teach the basic things.

But if someone like Yang Fan wants to play professionally and take a career path in the future, then Meng Luo's requirements for him will definitely not be like treating others.

Strictness and harshness are a must.

Yang Fan in his seat was silent for a long time, and seemed to gradually understand something, and then cast a grateful look at Meng Luo, who was sitting on the podium.

Sun Lin had never told him about these things.

This alone is enough to make Yang Fan grateful.

Meng Luo didn't see Yang Fan's appearance, he said what he should say, and he could understand how much it was Yang Fan's own business.

Turn on the computer and Meng Luo quickly logs in to the electric woodpecker.

A large swarm of mail poured out.

This time, Meng Luo knew what they were, deleted them all, and then opened the friends list.

The tenderness behind Ruiwen is actually on the line.

Bright Rain Club.

Su Ruiwen was sitting in front of the computer at this time, uneasily scrolling through the posts on the forum.

Especially the one she posted, she read all the comments in it one by one.

Shocking.

She really didn't expect that the truth would be distorted to this point.

The real thing, after passing through the crowd of people, has been slowly distorted into something else.

Obviously, everything she said was true, and what she told was by no means false, but why did she become like this in the eyes of others?

How did those unbearable, even devastating, words come to be like this?

She was sprayed like this just for talking to the electric woodpecker.

If it's an electric woodpecker, how would I bear this?

For the first time, Su Ruiwen felt the horror of the e-sports circle, and at the same time, she also apologized a little more to the electric woodpecker.

Because of her post, it seems that the electric woodpecker has been pushed to the forefront.

The League of Legends icon on the desktop taskbar of the computer suddenly lit up.

There is new news.

Su Ruiwen subconsciously clicked open.

"Wenwen, are you there?"

"Yes."

It turned out to be an electric woodpecker, Su Ruiwen was slightly surprised in his heart.

The electric woodpecker has not started a live broadcast in the past two days, and she thought that the other party would not be online during this time.

"What's wrong?"

"Thank you, but don't worry too much, the trolls can't be cleaned up, and if you compare them too much, the gains outweigh the losses in the end."

The electric woodpecker first apologized, and then enlightened Su Ruiwen.

Su Ruiwen thought that such an electric woodpecker was very novel.

I've seen him play games seriously, and I've seen him funny and humorous, it's the first time that he looks like a serious and old-fashioned person.

"It's okay, I'm fine, I'm a little worried about you."

Su Ruiwen looked back, and the implication was that he was talking about the fact that the electric woodpecker had not been online for several days.

"Haha, I'm busy with something else, you know I'm a big celebrity right now."

"Yes, Bird God 666, when will you bring a little girl to the king."

"Oh, Wenwen, do you have a friend named Wang?"

It seems that under the influence of the electric woodpecker, Su Ruiwen's mood has also become better, and he even began to joke with the other party.

Somehow, as she gets closer to the electric woodpecker, she seems to be more and more attracted to the other person.

This attraction was created unconsciously, and it was not until she discovered that it had been known for a long time.

If you want to get close to the electric woodpecker at first, it is helpless.

Now, there may be more inexplicable meaning.

The two of them gradually began to chat hotly, game life, and have nothing to say.

However, they all have a tacit understanding not to talk about their own affairs, nor to ask each other.

It's like two strange and familiar people, chatting without scruples.

……

From this day on, Meng Luo's life was one more thing.

Although Meng Luo couldn't start a live broadcast anymore because of the grading tournament and the work of the Internet café, he would often log on to his account and chat with this person named Wenwen for a long time.

With the electric woodpecker already reaching the rank of drill one, he can no longer rank with the tenderness behind Riven.

The higher the rank, the higher the requirements for his teammates, and he is already a diamond who is about to be promoted to a master.

There's no way to ignore the very important thing of your teammates.

However, Meng Luo also temporarily stopped his ranking, and spent more of his free time taking care of his mother and the orphanage.

In this way, the last day of the qualifying tournament quietly came.

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PS: These two transitional chapters, a little bland, but it's a must, it's okay, the next chapter will go back to the official game.

It's not early, good night everyone,

Pay attention to your body and don't always stay up late.

Xiao An's wrist has been sore to death recently, so everyone should remember to take care of their bodies.

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