Lost? Lost to the Bronze Three?

Zhang Yayu looked at Ning Yu, who was surrounded by cheers not far away, and pursed her lower lip, unable to come back to her senses for a long time.

Thinking back carefully on the battle that ended in a short period of time, Zhang Yayu knew that because of anger and carelessness, he did not play to the level he should have, and from the beginning, he was troubled by anxiety because he despised his opponent and wanted to dominate.

But even so, there was no reason for her to give away her own blood as soon as she saw it, after all, when she realized that the situation was not good, she had already begun to retreat, and planned how to win the game patiently.

But just as she was about to return to the spring, she was accurately hit by the shark's mouth cannon and was knocked out of the last bit of blood, as if Ning Yu had already calculated her position to determine when she would go and where she would go.

Not only that, it seemed that from the very beginning, Ning Yu was able to predict all her intentions in advance, not a single skill was empty, and not a single bullet deviated from her.

Who is this person named Ning Yu, is he really an unborn master, or can he read minds or something?

Zhang Yayu was confused, but she was not depressed, on the contrary, she was excited that she didn't even expect it.

This little boy named Ning Yu is a little interesting!

After the joyful celebration, the little fat brother came straight to Zhang Yayu, and the squinting and smiling face became more and more indebted the more he looked at it.

"How about it, did you lose, do you accept it?" Chubby asked.

Zhang Yayu didn't even look at the little fat brother, and directly regarded the little fat brother as air, bypassing him and walking in front of Ning Yu.

"Your name is Ning Yu, right? I remember you. This tactical board is for you. Zhang Yayu smiled slightly, turned around and left, leaving Ning Yu and the others looking at her back with puzzled expressions. They couldn't understand how the arrogant king-level god could laugh after losing to Bronze Three? Irritated, crazy?

Zhang Yayu sent off the security uncle with an apology, said goodbye to the secretary of the club federation, put his hands in his pockets, and walked alone under the dim street lamp.

Recently, because she has to prepare for the college league, she has been very busy every day, either studying tactics or pulling the team around to participate in friendly matches. She was under too much pressure, but she had to carry it.

Although she is the president of the e-sports club, she does not have any privileges, and she has to take her team to stand out from the brother teams, so that she can have the opportunity to represent the school to a bigger stage to win glory.

Someone once mentioned to her that she would choose the five strongest people in the whole e-sports club to form a team to compete, thinking that she would definitely be invincible. But she doesn't think so, she always feels that an excellent team does not have to be strong for everyone, but there must be enough tacit understanding, there must be a core, a trade-off and cohesion, so that we can work together to deal with any bad battle situation, and fight bloodily until the last moment, only then can we go further.

But in fact, the team she led looked like they were in tune, and every time the tactics were well arranged in advance, everyone felt that they were great gods and would always deviate from the tactical guidelines set at the beginning. The auxiliary does not let the economy, the mid laner and the shooter only care about their own development, the jungler is running around, he only likes to catch the order, and he is never willing to participate in team battles. As a top laner, every time she scored and pushed tactics, her teammates did not help contain the opponent, causing her to fall into a siege again and again.

She felt so tired, really tired.

Everyone wants to control the overall team with their own strength, no matter how strong the individual ability of the team members is, they will only achieve nothing in the end.

Losing to Ning Yu tonight also calmed down her long-restless heart. She suddenly woke up, her mentality seemed to be wrong, maybe she should reflect on herself, whether there was something wrong with herself as the captain, whether she was not good enough.

Unconsciously, Zhang Yayu returned to the door of the building of the Federation of Clubs.

This is a three-story building, in the shape of a semi-"hui", where the offices of all the clubs under the club federation are located, and the e-sports club is located in the middle of the third floor, and only the lights in their offices are still on at this time.

In fact, how can she be the only one who works hard? Everyone is tired, and maybe it's time to take two days off and relax.

Opening the office door, Zhang Yayu saw everyone gathered around a desk, noisy, not knowing what they were talking about.

Suddenly, someone coughed lightly, and everyone was startled when they turned around and saw Zhang Yayu, and then someone took cover, and someone secretly seemed to be packing something behind.

Zhang Yayu raised her eyebrows: "What are you doing?" Don't move. ”

As she said this, she quickly stepped forward, pushed away the people in her way, and came to the table. She looked down and saw a blank piece of paper, a signature pen, and a lot of money scattered on the table.

There are two vertical lines of names on the white paper, and the names at the top of the vertical lines are Tang Tang and Su Hui, Su Hui wrote the names of several members below, and the amount of bets was also marked next to them, while Tang Tang had only three names below, and the money pressed was either ten or twenty yuan, which looked very pitiful.

"What are you doing here? Whoever comes out to explain it to me. Zhang Yayu asked with a dark face.

A skinny boy was pushed out, scratched his head and smiled awkwardly, and explained stubbornly: "President, haven't you heard? In two days, the legendary dance school girl will play a king glory match with the e-sports school girl, and the radio station and the press corps are helping to build momentum, and many people are paying attention. We're not gambling, we're just having fun......"

Zhang Yayu raised her hand to interrupt the boy's explanation, lowered her head and flipped out her wallet, took out five hundred-yuan bills and slapped them on the table, making everyone dumbfounded.

"From today onwards, let's have a three-day holiday, everyone has a good rest, if you want to accompany your girlfriend, you can go out to play. I've been training like this all day, and I'm getting moldy. ”

When everyone heard this, they all looked at each other, and no one made a sound, as if they thought they had heard it wrong.

Just now, the boy stared at the five hundred yuan on the table, swallowed his saliva with a "bang", and asked in a daze: "...... this money?"

"Three hundred yuan to buy me Tang candy to win, and the other two hundred yuan to help me set a tactical board." Zhang Yayu said.

"Huh? Did we really steal that piece? Can't get it back? ”

Zhang Yayu raised her head, looked out of the dark window, looked in the direction of the dance studio, and suddenly showed a smile: "I didn't lose it, I gave it away." ”

Everyone around was startled at this time, but it was not because they heard that Zhang Yayu gave away the tactical board, but because they were surprised to find that this eldest sister, who had always been cold, could laugh!

In the direction that Zhang Yayu was looking at, in the dance room where the lights were also on, Ning Yu was hoarsely explaining various tactics to others.

If there were still people who were suspicious of Ning Yu before, then at this moment, everyone admired the "shadow coach" in front of them from the bottom of their hearts.

Just kidding, the person who can use a new account without an inscription to kill Luban No. 7 with one hand can only blow up the king of the fifteen-star Mulan in just two minutes, and it can no longer be described by the word "god", this is definitely the god of the gods.

Da Qiao 131 point push, 4 guarantee 1 tactics, 41 point push tactics, Houyi system, Jiang Ziya system, Sun Bin no shooter system......

Countless words that sounded obscure turned into very easy-to-understand tactics in Ning Yu's unpretentious explanation. A clear core idea, a clear rhythm, where everyone should appear and what to do in each time period are all marked on the tactical board at a glance.

According to Ning Yu's original idea, he hoped to be able to use Da Qiao's one-three-one point push system, so that no matter how strong the opponent was, he would be led by the nose and had to fight fires everywhere. Even if the opponent can deal with them with strength at the beginning, and even pressure them, they are not professional players after all, and if they drag the opponent out of patience, there will definitely be mistakes, and every mistake can bring them a chance to turn the tables. Even if you can't turn the tables around at that time, you will definitely be able to disrupt the enemy's position and tilt the balance of victory in your favor little by little.

However, if the shooter named Wan Yuan does not come to participate in the tactical arrangement, he will not know the team's tactical play at that time, and he will definitely not be able to form a tacit understanding. If Da Qiao's one-three-one push tactic is used in such a situation, the strongest player is likely to become the key to their defeat in the end.

Thinking about it, Ning Yu could only helplessly determine the tactical play of this game to use the "four guarantees and one tactic", tilting all resources to Wan Yuan, and everyone's existence was to create the best output environment for Wan Yuan. As for whether he wins or loses, it can only be seen whether Wan Yuan can withstand the pressure and control the overall situation like the match match at the dinner table.

Before I knew it, it was time to go back to the dormitory.

When they were about to separate, Ning Yu repeatedly told everyone to try to match together as much as possible in the next day or so, and strive to skillfully apply the set tactics to actual combat.

Although Wan Yuan couldn't arrange tactics, he didn't refuse the matching practice. Perhaps, not participating in collective training is a privilege that only arrogant king-level gods should have.

After returning to the bedroom, the little fat brother seemed to be a different person, pouring water for Ning Yu's feet, massaging Ning Yu, and screaming at Brother Yu. He was really grateful to Ning Yu for helping him at a critical moment, and he also really admired Ning Yu's game competition level.

Looking back now, Brother Chubby's previous questioning of Ning Yu was really ridiculous and naïve.

Ning Yu was embarrassed, but what he thought about the most and worried the most was Tang Tang.

There is not much time left for them, Tang Tang temporarily stopped practicing * Qiao according to Ning Yu's request, and switched to Cai Wenji, when the real competition comes, can she play the role she should play? That's really a problem.

Tang Tang herself knows this deeply, so she doesn't waste a little time, in addition to the team's skillful tactics in matchmaking, she will keep practicing Cai Wenji's little Lori's skill release and movement in the training camp.

In the Huxin Pavilion in Lang Langchen's reading, there is her figure of hard practice; In the quiet corner of the classroom, there is her burying her head; In the noisy noon cafeteria, there is a figure of her holding her mobile phone while queuing......

All the efforts are for one word - win!