The children's recitation was tested in the mud, and this time it lasted until eleven o'clock at noon, except for one child who rattled the bell and withdrew, the rest of the children gritted their teeth and persevered. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

A group of staff members rushed up, two people who were responsible for taking care of a child, wrapped the children in thick blankets, and took them to the rest area to take a shower.

Although the weather in April cannot be said to be very cold, it can be troublesome to stay in the mud for a long time without good aftercare. There are already some children whose little faces are pale.

For lunch on the first day, Yang Qianye didn't make any more moths, so he had to give the child a process of adaptation.

took a warm hot bath and changed into clean and dry clothes, even Li Youyou's little princess felt that this was the greatest enjoyment.

It's just 12 o'clock, and an hour later, these children are really about to collapse, and Yang Qianye asked the staff to distribute a piece of information to them, and all the data of the ten heroes.

With foresight, the children no longer dare to waste time, and they desperately begin to memorize, and some have begun to discuss with each other how to memorize quickly.

An hour later, the children obediently put up the boxes and began to wait for Yang Qianye's inspection.

Number 1 was confident, and in an hour he was confident that he had memorized everything on the paper.

Yang Qianye did not squat in front of him unexpectedly, Yang Qianye looked at No. 1's confident smile and showed a very dangerous expression.

"Ice W skill, what is the base damage of level 4?" Yang Qianye asked a question.

Number 1 was dumbfounded, if, it seems, if, if I'm not mistaken, the cold ice is the content of the paper in the morning, right? Why not play the cards according to the routine? What about the most basic trust between people?

Number 1 shed the most poignant tears, but before the tears could leave his eyes, a cloud of mud smashed into his face.

Yang Qianye picked out the morning one from the two pieces of paper in his hand, and showed it in front of No. 1 for five seconds, and No. 1 looked at it desperately. After a comfortable lunch, I really forgot what I had in the morning, and now I can remember a little bit is a little bit.

"Wandering E skill, what is the bonus to Q at level 5?"

Another cloud of mud smashed into Number One's face.

Again and again, and finally on the eighth time, Number 1 answered correctly.

No. 1 can't shed tears anymore, all the questions are the contents of the information in the morning, and No. 1 has been unable to take care of himself in the pit.

No. 2 understood when Yang Qianye asked the first question, and began to desperately recall the content of the morning, but unfortunately he couldn't recall much.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Yang Qianye asked three back and forth. Then let the staff take the children to rest.

This time the break lasted until five o'clock in the afternoon.

When it was time to finish eating, the children looked at the tables on the other side of the river, and after a nightmare of the day, they had gradually adapted to it.

However, there are always those who can't adapt.

When she learned that she still had to rush into the mud if she wanted to eat dinner, a girl on the 21st couldn't hold on, kept her clean and dry clothes, and ran to the bell.

When the distant sound spreads throughout the park, it is another spiritual baptism for the children.

After dinner, another piece of information, ten heroes.

The luxurious lighting equipment illuminates the whole quagmire as if it were day, and the mud smashes on the children's faces again and again, and no child can cry out by this time.

It wasn't until 8 p.m. that Yang Qianye ended the quagmire game and let the children go back to the tent to rest.

When the children were taken into the tent after being properly cared for by the staff, they found that each person had four sheets of information paper on their beds. In addition to the three that I remembered during the day, there was also a new one.

Knowing oneself and knowing the other side can be invincible. The ancient Chinese art of war can be applied to any situation, including e-sports.

Yang Qianye needs to imprint the skill data of all heroes into the children's minds within a week, and it becomes an instinct of the children.

When training to open them, the conditions did not allow Yang Qianye to do this kind of extreme training, and they could only rely on their consciousness before. But the reality is that the effect is very small, and as you can see from a few games, when it comes to the key moments, these people forget a lot of key details.

In addition to eliminating the children who cannot adapt, many details need to be injected into the depths of the children's minds, or imprinted in the children's bodies to become an instinct of the body.

To be honest, the first day of training was really just adaptive training, and on the second day, Yang Qianye joined the log-lifting switchback run and joined the queue training.

The effect was significant, and No. 4, No. 7, No. 11, No. 19, No. 22 chose to quit, and only a full twenty children remained.

On the fourth day, the children had memorized the relevant data of all the heroes, and Yang Qianye began a comprehensive quiz.

Number 1 was still the first to bear the brunt, but when he reported a number, he knew he should have answered incorrectly.

Number 1 closed his eyes tightly and waited for the mud to arrive, but after a long time of not waiting for the familiar mud, he opened his eyes in confusion.

He saw the angry Yang Qianye, Yang Qianye beckoned, and a burly bodyguard walked over, jumped into the quagmire without saying a word, grabbed his head, and pressed him into the quagmire.

For a full five seconds, Number 1 was pinned into the mire for a full five seconds.

When the bodyguard let go of his hand, No. 1 vigorously wiped the mud off his face, began to gasp for air, and kept spitting out the mud in his mouth.

For the rest of his life, at that moment, No. 1 really felt that he was about to die.

No. 1's eyes widened, looking at Yang Qianye with fear, he had a feeling that the person in front of him was about to start moving seriously, and he was no longer smashing mud like a joke.

"Open your mouth." Yang Qianye looked at No. 1 coldly and spit out a sentence coldly.

No. 1 has no action.

"You just have to obey and open your mouth." Yang Qianye repeated coldly.

Number 1 wants to remain silent, he is conflicted inside, he feels that if he opens his mouth, something bad will happen.

Yang Qianye saw that No. 1 still refused to obey, and glanced at the bodyguard in the quagmire. The bodyguard expertly grabbed Number 1 by the hair and pushed him into the mire again.

When No. 1 gasped, Yang Qianye said again: "Open your mouth." ”

This time, No. 1 chose to obey, but just stared at Yang Qianye deadly, as if he wanted to cut Yang Qianye with a thousand knives.

When Number 1 opened his mouth, the bodyguard next to him grabbed a handful of mud and stuffed it into Number One's mouth.

Caught off guard by the sudden attack, No. 1 closed his mouth and tasted the mud.

Yang Qianye didn't look at No. 1, but stood up and looked at everyone. The children also looked at Yang Qianye and were stunned by the bodyguard's behavior.

"Do you think it's fun? Do you think it's easy to be here? Yang Qianye said word by word with a cold face: "It's a pity, this is hell!" (To be continued.) )