Playing on the court is something every starting pro has to go through. But everything is difficult at the beginning, the other four have all experienced several competitions, and Lan Li's words are mainly said to Bai Su and Lin Zhiyi.

"Strengthen your training, what else can you do?" Cheng Jingyang kicked the gap in the floor, "It's not so much psychological tactics as it is better to grasp the technique, everything else is false." ”

"I think the captain is right." Bai Su responded with a smile, and suddenly became serious again, clasped his hands together and said: "The first time I play, I will definitely have a lot of psychological pressure. At that time, I hope that you will give me a lot of advice, if I have any negative emotions, please wake me up with a stick, and scold me to wake up. ”

She's optimistic.

Cheng Jingyang glanced at Bai Su obliquely.

Lin Zhiyi also laughed: "What Ah Yang and Su Su said is very right. Technology comes first, and mentality also needs to be grasped. I'm just a starter and a mid-laner player, so it's still a question whether I can play. However, since Su Su and I will be representing RT, we will definitely balance the relationship between the close and distant mages, and we will also try to adjust our mentality. Right? ”

As she spoke, her arm hooked Bai Su's shoulder again, and Bai Su glanced at her and smiled sweetly.

If Bai Su received semi-retirement training in the team before, now she is receiving a hellish clock-in experience.

Every day, I sat at the training table at half past eight on time, started training with a fully charged mobile phone, and never left this seat for almost a day except for a lunch at noon. Oak has also changed from only coming once a week on Friday to three times a week now.

The increase in the training burden is also reflected in Cheng Jingyang.

Originally, he was able to pick on her two mistakes in his spare time, buy some candy to entertain everyone. Now, except for occasionally throwing some snacks and sugar, and talking to her during training matches, the two of them almost don't communicate at all.

After five days of inhumane training, everyone was exhausted.

"I can't stand my waist." As soon as the training match was over, Mo Cong threw away his mobile phone and stood up with his waist on his back. He stood with his hands on the table, stretching out in a subtle stretch.

"If your waist is not good, learn Brother Yang to exercise more, and it's still too late to cure it." Qin Huang teased him lustfully, and immediately received a burst on the back of his head. He covered his head and leaned on Bai Su, and before he could touch the soft embrace, he received a cold gaze.

He subconsciously shrank and glanced in the direction of Cheng Jingyang.

It's not a matter of a day or two that several team members like to fight with each other.

Lan Li smiled and watched them finish making trouble, and knocked lightly on the table.

The training room fell silent for a moment, and everyone held their breath and wanted to hear what the coach had to say about the week's training.

"This week, I invited the more famous No. 1 team in Honor of Kings." He stopped and projected the content on his mobile phone onto the light and shadow screen, "The first team is very good in the battle, whether in terms of technology or consciousness cooperation, and many professional teams choose players, and the first choice is their team." We played 62 training matches against them this Monday, with 49 wins and 13 defeats, which is not satisfactory to me. ”

62 games, 49 wins, the winning rate is almost close to 80%, but it has not yet reached the level of his heart.

"A lot of them are at the level of professionals, but they're not all professionals.