"... So why did you notify this kind of thing in the World Invitational Tournament only half a month left? On
the afternoon of the day the national team assembled, all the players were counted one by one and sat down in the conference room again. Yu Wenzhou snorted his pen in his hand, and was the first to ask: "For such a big event, shouldn't there be news at least half a year in advance, and the schedule has been set three months in advance?" At
the helm of the Blue Rain team for six years, Yu Wenzhou's scope is by no means limited to competition. Team management, event planning, advertising sponsorship, although he does not personally intervene in these things, many of them are silently watched. For a large-scale event, how much planning and preparation is required in advance and how long the upfront working time is required, can also be estimated.
Half a month? The glory alliance of various countries negotiates, determines the format, determines the location, pulls sponsors, sets the advertising space and the hotel, and spreads publicity, three months is not enough, let alone half a month! Besides, usually half of the people disappear after the regular season is played, not to mention the dissolution of all the people as soon as the finals are over, in case the players run to the United States to play, run to Kenya to play, run to Antarctica to play... Run to which cruise ship dangled, did not turn on the satellite phone ... How is the Alliance trying to capture them?
"Yes, yes, we can't see the information, it's too late, there are too many things, I have only downloaded a third of the time, Lao Ye, how many videos have you sorted out, there is this work, it is better to go to pkpk!"
As for the one that everyone took turns copying in the morning? No kidding, it's just a torrent file, otherwise how could it have been copied so quickly.
"Because there is a guy named Butterfly Blue who said that he wants to pursue some drama, so he must retire before he is willing to announce it." Ye Xiu leaned lazily at the end of the conference room: "I had to drag it out until the overall champion was decided."
"And there is no half a month at all." A brilliant light flashed in Zhang Xinjie's eyes, "According to the guy named Butterfly Blue, today should be July 14th or 15th... The start of the World Invitational Championship is July 17th, not to mention the training, it is too late to apply for a visa!
"Yes..." The contestants looked at each other, and immediately exchanged ears and ears, and there was a lot of discussion. The tenth season playoffs began on June 14, the day the championship was decided was July 9, and on the fourth day after the final, Xingxin held a press conference to announce Ye Xiu's retirement... Even if the national team is called on the same day, the visa is applied for and then rushed to Switzerland, it will definitely be too late.
"No way." Fang Rui shrugged. "That guy named Butterfly Blue, who took his whole family on a cruise ship, could forget to bring his passport. He probably didn't even think about the fact that he needed a visa to go to Switzerland, right?
"So what day is it today?" Xiao Shiqin pushed his glasses. As a master tactician who is accustomed to winning the weak over the strong, it has long become an instinct to deal with various unexpected situations. Even the chaos of time and space is not enough to move him..." Or has the schedule of the World Invitational changed?
"The schedule hasn't changed." Ye Xiu clapped his hands: "The author said that she couldn't write this timeline, so she dialed the timeline back." Today is July 1st, and we still have half a month of intensive training.
"So, our priority now is—" "
Group PK?"
"Research format?"
"Observe the opponent?"
"Confirm the rules?"
Seven or eight voices asked together. Ye Xiu shook his head inscrutably; A light smile appeared at the corner of Yu Wenzhou's mouth; Zhang Xinjie coughed lightly; Only Xiao Shiqin, under the rotation of many eyes, gave the answer with a wry smile:
"Go home and call someone."
"..."
"..."
"I'll go to Lao Ye, you finally don't even want to be a substitute, do you want to be selected from the active players, in that case, don't waste your hand speed, first accompany all of us for one round of PK, and then everyone except Zhang Xinjie goes together!"
Huang Shaotian jumped up impassionedly, but the others were not necessarily interested, especially the few who had already hit Ye Xiu PK. Chu Yunxiu and Su Mucheng stood shoulder to shoulder and whispered:
"Is it possible to open the voice of this World Invitational Tournament?"
"I don't know... In fact, I think it's good not to open it, lest Huang Shao talk about himself about lack of oxygen..."
"Speaking of this, maybe Huang Shao really wants to restrain his trash talk," Zhang Jiale came over from the other side, "You said that he worked hard to type a lot of words, and others couldn't understand it, so he was blind, wasn't he?"
"Maybe open the text bubble?" Li Xuan interjected optimistically.
"Don't, it's terrible," Fang Rui's brain added, and he snorted, "In this case, I feel that Zhang Jiale is not necessary to play..."
"We now need at least two batches of players, one for sparring and the other for the analysis and evaluation of the opponent's strength." Yu Wenzhou's gentle words attracted everyone's attention: "We discussed with Leader Ye and suggested that it was best to group by profession, and at the same time, draw a separate tactical group. Team leader Ye, warlock, can you please ask for the opinion of Team Wei?
"Old Wei, I'll ask." Ye Xiu nodded without hesitation, while sighing in his heart: Warlocks really have no talents, except for Yu Wenzhou and Old Wei, the alliance doesn't even have a hand...
"Thank you." Yu Wenzhou nodded in thanks, and then turned his gaze to Wang Jiexi: "Then, the swordsman here?"
"Little don't be fine. Your little Lu is also good, let's call it together. Demon Dao asked Yingjie to come over, boxer?
"Team Han is afraid that he really has no energy..." Zhang Xinjie frowned, "Let me ask, see if Xiao Song can come over and open his eyes." Next, tactics? The
table full of people looked at Ye Xiu. Sun Xiang was a little wilted - he was the only battle mage here, but in the selection of the battle law, everyone tacitly assumed that Ye Xiu had more say than him - but this was also taken for granted, including himself, they all had exactly the same idea.
At this moment, Zhou Zekai next to him turned his face and glanced at him lightly and unobtrusively. Sun Xiangcheng straightened his waist and raised his head high: Even if the name of Doushen was played by Ye Xiu, his road is still very long, eleven seasons, twelve seasons, one day he will prove that he is worthy of a leaf autumn!
Almost at the same moment, Ye Xiu's gaze also swept over. The two looked at each other, and immediately, Ye Xiu looked away and replied lightly:
"Xiao Tang and Xiao Qiu are called."
"Lao Ye, you really favor your apprentice!" Zhang Jiale gave a thumbs up and made an exaggerated gesture of disdain, "Well, then the words of ammunition experts, Zou Yuan counts one, Zheng Xuan counts one; Mechanic? An
awkward silence. Xiao Shiqin couldn't say anything - the league's 20 teams, more than 200 players, when it comes to mechanics, he is a seedling in a thousand acres, alone.
Cough, maybe there are still some, but the butterfly blue does not give the name of the player, generally default to non-existence...
"It's all gun professions, there are few mechanics, and it's the same for a few others." Ye Xiu calmly took over the conversation: "There are many outstanding players in the past few years, Xiao Zhou, what do you think?"
Zhou Zekai looked at him blankly. Ye Xiu said in one breath: "Qin Muyun? Nodding
.
"Liu Fei? Lu Yining?
"...
"Don't move, don't speak."
"Shu Keyi, Shu Kexin?"
"..." thought about it and nodded.
Next to him, Chu Yunxiu said humbly: "These two girls are still tender——" "
It's always good to come and see. So, the elements you see? Ye Xiu casually threw the topic over.
"Zhao Yuzhe." Chu Yunxiu replied without hesitation. After a pause, he turned his head to Xiao Shiqin for advice: "Or let Xiao Dai also come?"
Xiao Shiqin smiled in return. Then turned to Tang Hao, who turned to the other side: "If you are a rogue, do you want Lao Lin to come back and help?"
Tang Hao was a little reluctant, but nodded in the end. Ye Xiu's faint voice floated from the side: "If you don't call Lao Lin, the rest is steamed buns..."
"It's still Lao Lin!" In fact, there are still hundreds of flowers who can choose from Zeng Xin, but everyone has already collectively shivered before reacting. Zhang Xinjie is especially serious.