Is it really that I am too heavy about gain and loss, why am I so afraid of failure?

What is the difference between finding Liu Jiangqing to play the game instead of me and becoming a puppet like before?

Lu Yunqian's expression became heavy and lost, and she suddenly realized that the thing she had just done was so stupid that she wanted to jump off the building, and she also understood why Liu Jiangqing would refuse this thing that was not difficult for him. When she first stood in front of the poster of the Internet café, she just thought it was fun and wanted to try what it was like to play offline. But now it has become the image of wanting to support the image of the great god of Hengdao and a sword orange martial arts because he cares about the opinions of others, which not only causes a great burden on himself, but also violates the original intention of wanting to compete.

"Nope." Lu Yunqian no longer listened to Heng Dao's words of comfort, but looked at his face in the game and shook her head, "It's my fault in this matter, it's not that you put too much pressure on me, but every time I see you, I think of my brother, and I want to use his account to copy his achievements again, and I want the people around me to still praise you and not leave a stain on your aperture, which makes it difficult for me to get out of this confusion." But now I understand that this is a mistake, and you are no longer my brother's account, but mine. No matter whether you win or lose in the back, it's my achievement, and it has nothing to do with you or my brother! ”

"Heh......" Heng Dao Yijian just laughed softly, but he couldn't hear the meaning.

"Whew, so, you're going to the game with me the day after tomorrow. But if I lose without even beating the first person, you can't disgrace me. Lu Yunqian breathed a sigh of relief, as if she had really let go of a burden in her heart and found her true heart. The heavy look on his face had disappeared, and a slight smile had appeared on his lips.

"Well, I'll cheer you on." Hearing her say this, Heng Dao Yijian's voice became much clearer, although she was still a little worried, but I believe that she must have made a decision with her own considerations this time.

"By the way, did you hear that game just now, do you want to watch it again?" This stubble of things finally turned over, and Lu Yunqian suddenly remembered the FGO game just now, and asked expectantly.

"No, I've heard of the team of the Northwest War Alliance before, any one of them can really say that there are few opponents when they pull out 1V1 alone, but the team is scattered and has no foundation. If we can't find a coach who can bring them together after this year, I'm afraid we won't see this team next year. ”

"But Mingyue Pavilion was almost defeated by them, especially the warrior called the blood splasher, the wife was too cruel, and in the end, only 1% of the blood was killed by the mountain watcher, I think he has no problem picking three." Lu Yunqian felt extremely excited when she remembered the last scene, and she couldn't help but fan the blood splash of the Northwest War Alliance.

"Do you remember how they started the game?" Heng Dao asked with a sword.

"Uh...... The people of the Northwest War Alliance rushed to the left half of the Mingyue Pavilion first, and the spear called the Flying Dragon Palm Blood met the Yishan Movie of the Mingyue Pavilion, and then began to chase and fight. Later, when the other four people from Mingyue Pavilion came to support, they met Qin Geng again, and they became five to two, and beat the people of the Northwest War Alliance back first. Lu Yunqian held her cheeks and rolled her eyes and tried to think about it, and at the beginning of the game, she was immersed in eating, so she glanced at the situation twice.

"What about the back?"

"Later, the people of the Northwest War Alliance have been scattering and scanning the map, occasionally two people will sweep together, and Mingyue Pavilion will avoid them when they encounter them. When they met for the third time, the blood splash and the mage broke the seven strings to stop Mingyue's strings, first five to two, and then the other three people from the Northwest War Alliance also ran over, which was considered a tie, and Mingyue Pavilion quickly retreated. ”

"Has the Northwest War Alliance been in a state of dispersion and passivity during this period?"

"Well, it's just that if you hit it, you will fight, and when a person finds Mingyue Pavilion, the people behind him immediately rush over to fight as a team. Although the fight is a bit chaotic, it is really sharp! Lu Yunqian seemed to have understood the meaning of Heng Dao's sword, but she still deliberately emphasized the strength of the Northwest Battle Alliance.

"Hehehe......" coldly, Heng Dao Yijian laughed, "The Northwest War Alliance can fight to this extent without any sense of teamwork, but the more brave the person, the more unable to hold his breath, there is no threat to Mingyue Pavilion, who likes to delay time to find flaws, and the victory or defeat has been decided from the time he played." ”

"Huh?!" Lu Yunqian made a questioning voice in disbelief, because in her opinion, the chance of victory of the Northwest War Alliance was actually very good, but it was just not very lucky.

"People who are good at fighting alone have two major shortcomings, one is impatience, and the other is that it is difficult to maintain a stable combat force. Every time the two sides meet, they are treated as a formal battle, and it is very easy to be interrupted by the other party and fall into a low point of mentality. The so-called prosperity and decline and exhaustion, this situation is not non-existent even if it is not obvious to them, when the Northwest War Alliance was dragged to a certain extent, the Mingyue Pavilion began to really break out, and at this time, the hand speed and concentration of the Northwest War Alliance were already much worse than the beginning. I didn't even bother to think about a plan to deal with them, it was only a matter of time. ”

"But...... The blood splash is really powerful......" Lu Yunqian wanted to argue for the Northwest War Alliance again, but in the end it turned into a faint sigh from a little fan.

"Ha, that kid who splashed blood, it's okay to be a charge, but it's not as reliable as the captain and coach of the Nine Swords." Heng Dao Yijian seemed to be very familiar with the bloodstained blood, and his words were full of ridicule from the elders to the juniors.

"If you fight him, will you be able to beat him?" Lu Yunqian asked slyly, and when she heard him say that Jiujian was the captain, she knew that this guy had all his memories back, and there were a lot of memories about himself, so she knocked on the side.

"Except for the equipment, he will fall under my sword in 3 minutes in 1v1 competitive mode." Heng Dao Yijian doesn't plan to continue to pretend to be stupid, just say it. Anyway, these things have become a thing of the past and a hypothesis for him, and they are just a joke for him.

"In that case, you can play in the national league too!" As soon as Lu Yunqian finished speaking, she found that she was starting to make old mistakes again, and she couldn't help but pat her forehead hard, "I'm sorry......"

"Good, continue today's training, you're going to play the day after tomorrow, you can't be lazy tonight." Heng Dao said lightly.

The huge computer desktop with two screens shows different interfaces, with a prototype of the software on the left and a fierce game interface on the right. The man sitting on the competitive chair stretched out his right hand and picked up the fork from Zhou Heiya's box, steadily hooked a duck neck and put it in his mouth to taste it carefully, and the other left hand was pressing the keys on the keyboard rapidly, controlling the footprints of the dwarf warriors in the woods, and the movements were so flexible that they were not like one-handed operations. Soon the dwarf was reduced to a corpse on the ground, and at the same time a large amount of gold coins fell.