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Chapter 36
TTC's next game is a week later. Winning a regular season game is not a big event to celebrate. The next day, Brother Ding came to the base and knocked on the door and woke up and went downstairs to resume the game.
This is the first time that Jian Rong has participated in a serious replay meeting. Although she also replayed during the training game, because it is not a serious game, there is always some randomness.
"It's here in seventeen minutes." Brother Ding paused the game screen and pointed at Jie Rong on the screen and asked Jian Rong: "It's only seventeen minutes! What's the matter with you running to the second tower of someone else's bottom road? What? Do you want to push someone else's high ground without pushing down a tower?"
Before Jian Rong could speak, she was interrupted by Brother Ding: "I know you want to come here to squat them down, but can you guarantee that they won't see you? Or you don't care if you can go or not, you just want to kill them AD. Do you know that you have a bounty on you at this time?"
Xiaobai cleared his throat and glanced at Jian Rong secretly, for fear that he would say "Are you teaching me to play games?".
But Jian Rong did not.
He put his hands on the table, listened to the training quietly, and then said, "Mine."
So good that Ding Ge was also stunned.
"...Your problem is the same as when you were playing scrims. You are too selfish. You can play squid like this, but what about Zhanhu? What about PUD? What about going to the global competition in the future? You have also seen the video of the last summer competition, The cooperation between the strong teams is so tacit, the middle and late stages are basically team play, and your habit of fighting alone can easily make them find loopholes. Continue to improve, I will pay attention to you from the next training game. "
Brother Ding clicked the play button again, and the next scene was that Jian Rong squatted in the grass and squatted to the squid bottom duo, and killed the tofu in a few seconds, giving the enemy no support at all.
The scolding should not be left behind. Brother Ding nodded: "But your operation is very limited, continue to maintain this state."
Brother Ding's habit of replaying the game is to dig video after video, and whoever has a problem will tell whoever is wrong. After watching it for dozens of minutes, except for Lu Baiyuan, the rest of the people have been given a few words.
As the MVP, Jian Rong is also the one who has been scolded the most.
At the end of the first game, Brother Ding drank a large glass of water to moisten his throat, looked at Lu Baiyuan and said, "This review meeting will start... I feel like I have returned to the meeting five years ago."
Lu Baiyuan smiled and said nothing.
Jian Rong asked, "What happened five years ago?"
"Five years ago..." Dingo paused, then suddenly asked, "Aren't you his old fan?"
Lu Baiyuan tilted his head to look over, only to see Jian Rong open his mouth, before making a low "ah" vaguely for a long time.
"I remember your hat," Ding Ge said. "It was Xiaolu's first year in the team. When the team played in the LSPL (secondary league) finals, the team sold the peripherals on the spot."
Lu Baiyuan raised his eyebrows and remembered.
When they played in the secondary league, they didn't have many fans, and no one even knew about the team, so in that secondary league, they only did peripherals in the finals, and the impression was indeed a hat.
Jian Rong scratched her hair and moved her lips to say something.
"So young." Lu Baiyuan's eyes fell on his head: "Have you been playing games since you were twelve or thirteen years old?"
Jian Rong said "um": "My dad is playing. I'll be able to watch it more."
"You've been watching him play since LSPL, don't know what his style of play was in the first place?" Ding Ge put down the water glass: "I was also a lone ranger. At that time, the e-sports industry was not so mature. The data analyst... ...is all based on his personal strength. Either he catches others, or they squat to kill him. Later, he entered the LPL and was taught to be a human being. The time team has a review meeting every day, and I eat my golden voice as a meal..."
Jian Rong raised her chin and listened more seriously than the replay game just now.
"Okay." Lu Baiyuan interrupted him: "Recover and recover well, don't suddenly miss the past."
"I remember that the peripherals were quite cheap at that time? The cost price is for fans." Xiaobai bumped into Jianrong's arm: "Did you buy my peripherals?"
Jian Rong thought for a few seconds and frowned, "You were there at the time?"
It's a real question, but it hurts more than sarcasm.
Xiaobai smiled and shut up.
At the end of the replay meeting, Brother Ding turned off the video and said to Jian Rong, "Finally, about your post-match interviews that made people head off... I talked to the league."
Jian Rong nodded: "Is the fine still paid to the account last time?"
"...You don't have to be so skilled." Brother Ding was speechless: "This time there is no fine. Trash is allowed to be said. They have set up a pre-match trash talk session. But after all, what you said is not a good thing. , you still have to have an attitude. After negotiation, there are two things to deal with, one is you have to go to Weibo and apologize to that fan; the other is you have to apologize to Tofu..."
"Why do you want to apologize to him?" Lu Baiyuan said lightly: "Jian Rong scolded him?"
He didn't expect him to speak, and everyone else was startled.
"It doesn't matter, the way is the way." Jian Rong said indifferently: "It's just three words, and I'm not sincere."
Lu Baiyuan didn't look at him, just asked Brother Ding, "Who did you talk to the alliance?"
"...No, I'm not really apologizing, just listen to me." Brother Ding said, "I just want him to interact with Tofu, and the squid side will also explain to Tofu. It's mainly to show it to the public. , to reflect the friendship between the teams."
Lu Baiyuan still frowned, but he didn't speak any more.
Jian Rong pondered for a moment: "Communication and interaction... It's not about hugging and shaking hands."
"It's not so exaggerated." Brother Ding glanced at his small book: "You can go to his live broadcast room to send some gifts, and then interact with a few sentences. He will broadcast live at 7 o'clock tonight, you won the MVP in the game, this time the gift money can be Apply for reimbursement."
So at seven o'clock in the evening, Jian Rong posted a Weibo.
[TTC·Soft: During the interview during the regular season of the spring season on the evening of January 12, I said something very inappropriate. I hereby apologize to @爱爱豆豆. I'm sorry, I shouldn't have read your Weibo username on the live stream, and I didn't really want your head, so sorry. 】
After posting it, Jian Rong logged into the livestreaming account, which had not been on for a long time, and charged 20,000 yuan into it.
When he entered the Tofu live broadcast room, Tofu was playing games with a stinky face.
【Have you seen Soft's Weibo? I was stunned 0.0]
[Oh my god~~ Does the TTC team have no manager? How could the team members make such a rude apology statement...]
[Tofu tofu is so handsome today! 】
The first time Jian Rongtou saw the barrage of this style of painting, she felt a little uncomfortable and a little envious.
If the group of idiots in his live broadcast room were half gentle with these female fans, their father-son relationship would not be so bad.
Just as Jian Rong was about to give a gift, she saw Tofu click on a video sent by a friend.
It was the video of their game, and a line of words was written above the video: [The first game of the spring split, e-sports Mike Crazy].
Before Jian Rong could realize what it was, she heard her own voice——
"No one on the opposite side is weak, and their AD will be responsible for this."
"This Draven gave me a look, he's dead."
"Who gave him the title of the first Draven? My junior brother who lives downstairs plays better than him. I suggest that Team Squid be admitted immediately."
Then Xiaobai's voice: "Why did you go to catch Delevingne again... He was killed by you so much that he didn't dare to leave the high ground."
"When he chose Delevingne in front of me, we had a mortal relationship." Jian Rong stated: "On this map, I and him can only survive one. Let him survive for more than three years. Minutes, this game is counted as my loss."
...is actually the match quotation from that match.
Looking at Tofu's greener and greener face, Jian Rong thought to herself, you created the video yourself, so you can't blame me.
【…………Why is this person like this……】
[Is it okay to talk like this? Can I report to the league? 】
[I'm grass, I'm grass, why did I see Soft in the auditorium of the live broadcast room! ! ! ! 】
[I heard that my son is in this Xiaopo live broadcast room? ? 】
[Report nmb, what did you say when you were in charge of the world and the players? 】
[Come here, did the little idiot scold him? Did I miss it? 】
Jian Rong's livestreaming tuba has a lot of fans who have followed him. He will be prompted when he starts a livestream or who enters the livestream room. In just a few minutes, many of his fans came to the livestream room.
[A group of unqualified people came, the housekeeper kicked this group of trolls~~]
[If your brain is not good, you can treat it. Did dad scold you or scold you master tofu? Called delusional? 】
There will be a training game for a while, Jian Rong didn't want to waste any more time, and moved the mouse to send a star sea gift.
This development was somewhat unexpected, and the water friends in the live broadcast room were stunned for a while, and then they all swiped "?".
According to the script explained by Brother Ding, first Jian Rong gave gifts, then Tofu thanked, and the two exchanged a few words to complete the matter.
But Tofu just sneered and chatted with the barrage.
"Dinner? I ate it. I just ate some noodles... It's not hard, but I just don't have an appetite. The housekeeper works, and those who swear at my fans are kicked."
Jian Rong looked at him coldly.
Xinghai is the most expensive gift of Xingkong TV. The full-screen special effects are so exaggerated that it is impossible not to see the tofu.
This idiot is pretending to be blind on purpose.
【Jianrong, what are you doing? ? ? Dad is worried that you don't have enough money to spend every day, but you come to give the fool a gift? 】
[Can't see such a big special effect? Blind man playing career? 】
[You guys are sick, of course tofu has seen it, but I just don't want to deal with the trolls. 】
[Come to confess and apologize? Ha ha ha ha】
[I will ask your fans if they are embarrassed. 】
This barrage makes Tofu feel good physically and mentally.
He raised the corner of his mouth, just about to hang Soft for a while, let him lose face and make a reluctance to answer a few words, suddenly a platform prompt popped up in the lower right corner——
[The anchor TTC Road you follow is online. 】
[The anchor TTC Road you follow has entered your live broadcast room. 】
Tofu has not regained his senses, and a sentence pops out in the barrage.
【TTC Road: ? 】
Tofu has attacked many professional players with his teammates in private, except for Road.
It's not that he doesn't dare, but that this person has almost no shortcomings.
Road has been in the business for five years, and there are countless black fans. But looking at the entire league, no player dares to say Road dishes, and his appearance and figure are the ceiling of the industry.
All LPL professional players have followed Road's live broadcast room, from which we can see his status in the e-sports circle.
Road came to his live broadcast room at this time, no matter how he thought, he didn't come to watch his live broadcast.
Although Tofu is cheap, he knows who he can't afford to offend, so he sat up straight and said, "Why is Lushen here... Oh, thank you Xinghai from Soft, thank you brother, I didn't see it just now."
Jian Rong ignored him.
He stared at Lu Baiyuan's ID for a few seconds, and then couldn't help but look back.
Lu Baiyuan was standing behind him, the man put one hand in his pocket, the voice of the live broadcast rang on his mobile phone, lowered his eyes and asked, "Is it finished?"
"...No." Jian Rong raised her head to look at him: "Brother Ding asked me to send two Xinghai."
"Yeah." Too noisy, Lu Baiyuan turned his phone to silent: "Come to the training room after delivery, Zhanhu's people are waiting."
Seeing that Soft ignored him for a long time, Tofu said again: "Where's Soft? Are you gone?"
【TTC·Soft gives you a sea of stars. 】
Tofu pulled his lower lip with satisfaction: "Thank you, brother, don't spend money..."
[TTC·Soft: You’re welcome, brother, I’m so sorry for killing you so many times. 】
Tofu:"?"
[TTC·Soft: These gifts should be regarded as compensation for you. 】
Tofu:"…………"
【TTC·Soft: Are two enough? I originally wanted to give you eight Xinghai, but after all, I killed you eight times, but I have no money. You shouldn't mind, right? 】
Tofu's face was ashen, thinking that I will go to your mother's team for friendship.