When Chu Sheng was sleeping, domestic netizens exploded because of a Weibo post by Wei Jiang.

"Turtle Turtle, this guy actually wants to eat beef noodles before the game!"

"Chu Sheng doesn't know the stalk of beef noodles before the game, otherwise how would he order such a thing in a Chinese restaurant."

"Chu Sheng still doesn't understand the fear of being dominated by beef noodles, but fortunately, Youwei Sauce who is traveling with him has given some guidance, otherwise Chu Sheng will change tomorrow."

Even Xiaobai and Su Xiaomu knew the stalk of beef noodles, and they sent messages one after another to reprimand Chu Sheng.

After all, there are mysterious forces from the East, and there are some doorways in it that cannot be disbelieved.

When Chu Sheng woke up and saw the information on his mobile phone, he flipped through it again and gasped.

Scratching his head, the sleepiness dissipated instantly: "Obediently, it turns out that this beef noodle still has such a history, fortunately I didn't eat it!" ”

When Chu Sheng woke up, it was already the middle of the night when he looked out the window, and he couldn't rest too early in the afternoon, so this sleep made up all his spirits.

Coming to the training room, Chu Sheng stared at the two tactical boards for a long time.

Extrapolating the tactics in his mind, all the experiences of the ten spear gods and Chu Sheng's own views and ideas began to collide and merge with each other.

Every spear god has his own strengths, and no two of the more than a dozen spear gods are exactly the same.

Chu Sheng stared at the two tactical boards, and the images of the previous games were vivid, and began to flow in his mind.

Standing on the shoulders of giants, Chu Sheng could see a wider range of things and a broader field of vision.

Chu Sheng hadn't played any games before, but he was sensitive to numbers and had things that other spear gods didn't have.

If you are a threesome, you must have my teacher.

The consciousness and experience of various gun gods, which were originally separate and independent, began to merge into the idea of unification based on Chu Sheng's thinking concept under the tandem of Chu Sheng's thinking.

Ten spear gods, each with its own strengths and weaknesses.

The mottled and complex consciousness experience in his mind gradually began to merge, forming Chu Sheng's unique tactical thoughts.

This was an opportunity, and even Chu Sheng himself never thought of it.

Originally, I was preparing to familiarize myself with tactics and strategies a few more times in my mind, after all, in the game, the fighters are changing rapidly, and only by being familiar with my own routines can I react accordingly immediately.

It's just that Chu Sheng didn't expect that after the Tucao system was upgraded, the consciousness and experience of the ten spear gods filled his mind, because this time Chu Sheng's thinking, from a state of separation and antagonism, began to gradually merge, forming a unique set of tactical thinking consciousness in Chu Sheng.

Based on Chu Sheng's mastery of mathematics and physics, the tactical ideas derived focus on subtlety and sensitivity to time.

It is like a high-precision instrument, and the error is controlled within a very small range.

Precise and exquisite, it is like a Swiss watch made by hand, and the most accurate mechanical watch can be created by manpower.

Chu Sheng's eyes were shining, his brain was running at high speed, and his eyes were full of knowledge.

By the time Chu Sheng's own theoretical system was formed, the window was already cloudy, and even in the far end of the dark starry sky, a touch of fish belly white had gradually appeared, and dawn was coming.

Chu Sheng originally woke up in the middle of the night and became familiar with the tactics again, but as a result, he inexplicably fused all the consciousness and tactics of the ten spear gods and truly became his own.

Hundreds of deductions in his mind had taken a lot of effort, and now his energy was drained like an electric discharge, and his brain was groggy and tired.

With a staggering pace, Chu Sheng returned to his room and fell asleep.

Chu Sheng woke up again, and was woken up by Xiao Jue.

Sleepy-eyed, he opened his eyes and saw that the rabbit, the little lord and the little lion were all gathered at the head of Chu Sheng's bed to look at him, quite like a hospital onlooker patient.

"What are you all doing here?" Chu Sheng panicked, and all these guys came over to watch him sleep, which made Chu Sheng feel bad.

"Tut-tut, it's really strange, captain, you came back yesterday afternoon and went to sleep, you slept for more than ten hours, and you haven't woken up yet!"

The little lord was amazed, for more than ten hours, I am afraid that the whole person will sleep to death.

But looking at Chu Sheng again, he still had a tired face after being disturbed, which couldn't help but make the three of them gasp.

Chu Sheng, isn't this guy sleeping enough, he actually looks like a person who stays up late after sleeping for more than ten hours, it's really unbelievable.

"Captain, you shouldn't have run out in the middle of the night to surf outside, and come back early in the morning, right?" The little lion raised his eyebrows, there are many places abroad, there are legal places, this hint is already clear.

"What are you thinking, what time is it?"

Chu Sheng rubbed his temples and tried to find a way to sober himself up.

"It's half past seven in the morning, and it's time for us to pack up."

When Chu Sheng heard the time, his whole person suddenly exploded.

The game started at nine o'clock in the morning, and there was still half an hour from the manor to the venue, and there was not much time for Chu Sheng to pack up and prepare at all.

With the blank bombardment in his mind, Chu Sheng hurriedly rolled up from the bed and began to wash up in a hurry.

After taking a sip of milk at the table, he got on the bus with the other three and rushed to the main venue.

When he got on the bus and leaned back on his seat, fatigue surged up like a devil again, manipulating Chu Sheng's two eyelids to fight.

Sui Han Sanyou looked at Chu Sheng's state, his brows furrowed, and he was a little worried about the captain's mental state.

They rested early yesterday, but today they were in worse shape than usual, so they were worried about the level of competition in today's game.

Even Sun Hao, who led the team, looked worried, and looked at each other with Sui Han Sanyou, not knowing what was going on.

Chu Sheng didn't leave the manor last night, and he lay down to rest in the afternoon, and the way he looks now is worrying.

"Could it really be a beef noodle attack?" The little lord was a little frightened.

Has the curse of beef noodles in the League of Legends circle now been infected in the PUBG circle?

"Don't talk nonsense, I just mentioned it yesterday, and I didn't point it in the end, how could it take effect!"

The topic of beef noodles was over, and the three of them all whispered, hoping that during the half-hour drive, Chu Sheng could recover as soon as possible and cope with the game in the best condition.

The bus came to the main venue of the invitational competition, and after Chu Sheng was woken up by his teammates, he was still tired.

Such an expression made the other three teammates all worried.

Originally, I thought that I would have the opportunity to perform my best, after all, the schedule on the first day was still the most familiar TPP model.

If you want to do well, you can count on the TPP model to be more reliable than the FPP model.

But Chu Sheng is like this now, I'm afraid that even the TPP model will be difficult to fight.