At that time, he didn't like to interact with people, and because he didn't grow up, he didn't know how to restrain his edge, and many people couldn't get used to him.

He is different, sixteen-year-old Mo Nan, with light in his eyes, full of ruffianism, whoever sees him wants to be friends with him.

Zhao Leng sometimes sits in his own position, and often watches him with others in the box lunch and the grilled sausages outside the academy.

Probably noticing that he was watching, he would throw one over: "Didn't the coach let us out?" I'll let the boss deliver it at a fixed point, smart, right? ”

Calling for cold and rarely eating these things outside.

He doesn't understand this kind of food that can't tell what kind of meat it is, how does Mo Nan get into his mouth, and he eats it with relish every time, so he is not afraid of food poisoning?

He couldn't see where he was smart, but he didn't throw the sausage, he just left it there.

After training, people surrounded him.

Before he could make a move, a figure grabbed the opponent's collar faster than he could and shouted for him to go first.

It's really funny and secondary.

But how did such a second-class person leave a shadow in his heart.

It's probably a pity.

The man who is on a par with himself will now stand there, being pointed out by all the people.

Zhao Leng clenched his right hand, and when he released it again, the person also walked to the center: "I invited him to join, not me who he came to beg, if any of you are not satisfied with the position of Mo Nan's assistant, you can challenge, when did you also get into the habit of gossiping, is the training often too short, making you feel idle?" ”

Probably didn't expect their captain to come at this time.

The faces of the reservists who spoke froze.

A person stood up: "Call the team, you said that the most taboo within the team is dictatorship, and the victory or defeat of the game is not decided by one person, but depends on the mutual cooperation of everyone, why did you invite Mo Nan and didn't discuss it with us, whether this approach goes against the original intention of our team, I think we at least have the right to know." ”

"That is, we didn't know it, and he came."

"It's a bit of a stretch, and I honestly don't like it."

Zhao Leng listened to the sounds around him, and opened his mouth lukewarmly: "The team stipulates that each substitute player will be voted on by the starting players, coaches, and managers. ”

Zhao Leng looked at the few people who spoke: "Mo Nan was unanimously approved, you want the right to know, this selection tournament is played well, after becoming an official player, you can vote against anyone, in the case that you are not qualified for the competition, there is no point in choosing teammates." ”

"If you don't like it, you can leave the team at any time." Zhao Leng stretched out his hand and opened his cabinet, his side face was angular: "Do you need me to remind you that you are not an official team member yet?" ”

This last sentence made several people nailed there.

In a sense, they are indeed the same as Monan, and they are still to be chosen.

Reserve members do not have the right to participate in the decision.

The person who proposed dictatorship also realized that he had crossed the line, and his face was a little pale, and he couldn't just pass it like this, so he clasped his hands and said, "What the team said can be challenged, is it true or false?" ”

Calling the cold and closing the cabinet, there was still a sound in the room.

The mid-laner over there wanted to come over when he saw it.

Who introduced this stupid boy, and how did he come to the captain's words, but he questioned it.

I feel that I am playing well, and I can challenge myself at any time within the team, and everyone knows about this, and I still question it here.

The alternate players of this year's team are really ......

Zhao Leng didn't let him speak, he copied it into his trouser pocket with one hand, put the white towel on his shoulder, and replied: "True".

The man was in high spirits: "Then I will challenge him now." ”

As he spoke, he looked at Mo Nan: "The senior shouldn't refuse me with any excuse that the hand injury is not healed, right?" ”

Mo Nan didn't say anything, only put down the towel: "Let's go." ”

Two words, no pain or itch.

At the bootcamp, everyone will have a computer on hand.

There is a scale and there is also a workout time.

Alternate players do not have gaming chairs, only regular players.

The camp is divided into 1st and 2nd floors.

There will be a large screen downstairs for projection, and there will be an internal battle every three days to select more combative newcomers to the bench.

Three years in a row, sounds easy.

In fact, here, if you don't make progress today, it's equivalent to falling behind.

Because this is the strongest team in the country.

"All choose to assist in the middle of the road, one blood and one hundred and one towers." Zhao Leng stood there in a battle uniform, and his voice was faint: "Let's start." ”

There is an unwritten heads-up rule in "Heroes".

See who kills the other first, and it's a blood.

See who makes up 100 soldiers first, and that's a hundred.

In the same way, if you fight in a single match, you are not allowed to go to other lines or wild areas, and whoever pushes down the first tower will be considered a victory, and if you move in a chaotic manner, you will automatically give up the game.

As a professional player, even if you are a reserve player, you will not understand this.

It's just clear that someone has taken advantage of the loophole.

When choosing a hero, he brought healing.

"Choose one with a thick blood control!"

The person next to him was also giving him a trick.

When I went into the game, I saw that the candidate team member had brought healing techniques, and the manager standing on the second floor had his eyebrows twisted.

But this time, Zhao Leng didn't explicitly say that he couldn't bring healing, so it couldn't be said that he violated the rules.

It's just that in this case, Mo Nan is obviously at a loss.

Originally, it was a post-selected hero.,I can't get the strongest support character in this version.,Now the other party has a healing spell.。

It's hard to fight...

"Captain." Zhongshan opened his mouth, he wanted to say that if he didn't reopen, otherwise Mo Nan wouldn't be able to fight.

On the big screen over there, Mo Nan's figure had already walked out of the spring pool.

His handsome face didn't seem to be surprised by everything in front of him, as if no matter how much the opponent didn't abide by the bottom line of the battle, he could expect it.

It's also this group of people who have been holding on to the point of bey's "substitution".

said that the other party violated the spirit of esports and caused a bad impact.

They know.

Presumably Mo Nan knew better in his heart.

He thought Monan would be angry.

Unexpectedly, he only replenished the soldiers there and did not say a word.

Zhongdan was stunned and looked at them to call the team.

There was no emotion in his cold eyes.

The man was thick and controlled, and he suppressed Mo Nan as soon as he came up.

Monan didn't even dare to come out of the tower.

It's really not easy to get out, and if you get controlled when you go out, it's easy to lose a blood.

Such a heads-up fight, let alone Mo Nan, even if it is him, he may not be sure to win, because from the beginning, the duel is not fair.

"Seniors, sometimes, people have to serve the old."

The man saw that Mo Nan didn't even dare to come out, and his voice was full of pride: "I know that you used to have a good talent, so it must have been two years, not to mention that you are an assassin, what kind of assistance do you do in your transformation?" Do you brothers and sisters like to play reversal, and then feel beautiful in your heart, look at the slap in your face, I can do anything. Senior, you're not bey, what's more, what about bey, how many years have passed, and you're still blowing the Imperial League, and I haven't seen how powerful she is, as for you... Do you want me to teach you how to play support? ”

The people who were standing on his side were laughing when they heard this.

Because, even if Mo Nan hid under the tower, he couldn't resist that person's attack.

It's only been a long time, and Mo Nan's blood volume has been reduced by half.

"Senior, it's too slow, with your hand speed, you still want to return to your profession? I can't even hide my skills, I'll call the team today, he wants to be a teammate, he is not the talented Monan at the beginning, don't always hold on to the past, look at us newcomers! ”

As he spoke, the man took a sledgehammer and spun it in a hurry, consuming half of Monan's blood.

Mo Nan's current blood volume is already very unhealthy, if he doesn't go home, he may lose his life at any time, but if he goes home, he will be dropped in speed, and he may not even be able to save this tower.

The manager was standing on the second floor, originally going to deal with things, but then he stopped and didn't move again.

He only lowered his eyes and looked in the direction of Calling Cold.

It's too ordinary.

Although he was not willing to hit the teenager either.

But the current Mo Nan is too ordinary.

Maybe if he plays the assassin position, it will be a little interesting.

Changed to the auxiliary position, on the whole, there is no trace of sharpness in me.

Even, every prep player here is more distinctive and courageous than him.

The hand speed is too slow.

The state is also not right.

He even wanted to ask Lu Leng, do you still think this is the top player who was on par with you when you were in the academy?

"Kill him!"

"Go!"

"Yu Fei just fights like this! Don't let him out! ”

"It's too ordinary, what's the point of calling the team to invite such a person back, quickly take a blood and let him go!"

No one likes someone who comes airborne,

They are even several years behind.

In their opinion, Mo Nan's peak period has long passed, no matter why, what is he fighting with those of them who have finally been able to carry out their dreams?

Call him a senior, it's their upbringing, and he really treats himself as a dish?

"Alright, I know what you mean, so I'm not going to play around here anymore." The man held the mouse with one hand: "Some people should go back from where they came from, I really think that they can still come out if they fall into the stinky ditch, and today I will let the seniors obey the old!" ”

As he spoke, the man flicked, lifted the sledgehammer again, spun and rushed towards the bloodbroken Monan!

"He's going to cross the tower!"

The manager clasped his hands and withdrew his gaze, there was no need to look any further.

The dynasty of the past is no longer there.

Monan is unlikely to survive.

I only hope that I will let go of my regrets and look forward.

Because no matter how sorry you are, the "Monan" who can still leave a bright smile with a knife is dead, and died in that frame-up.

Now he is timid, and he is not suitable for playing e-sports at all...