It's one month later.

Shanghai Sports Center.

There are less than three days left before the pubg domestic competition.

Within this month, Chen Feng finally realized how correct it was to never offend a woman.

In one month, he had eaten a lot with Li Zheng, Li Xiaoyu and Xu Moyi.

As a result, this cheap fiancée never said a word to him, and he didn't even get to look at her!

The most annoying thing was that one time, Chen Feng waited in line for a long time to buy Li Xiaoyu's favorite braised pork ribs, and also bought Xu Moyi a fried meatball.

As a result...she didn't eat any of them!

Chen Feng clearly remembered Xu Moyi's cold eyes and what he said: "You have to thank Xiaoyu, otherwise I wouldn't have queued up so early, let alone bought you your favorite croquettes.

"

Chen Feng felt that what he said was not wrong. If the line for braised pork ribs hadn't been late, he wouldn't have come to the canteen so early to line up.

Not to mention buying Xu Moyi a fried meatball.

As a result, in the end, the cheap fiancée didn't eat any of the meatballs, and he finished all the meatballs by himself.

A woman's heart is like a needle in the sea, the ancients have never deceived me!

There are only three days until the pubg domestic competition in the first half of the year.

Therefore, Liu Xuanmo, Yu Jie and Wang Dachui have been training very seriously these days compared to Chen Feng.

Chen Feng ran to the e-sports club early in the morning, then sat in Ying Yingying's most comfortable position, leaned on the chair and continued to sleep soundly.

There is no way, the other three guys in the dormitory, who know what kind of wind they are smoking recently, have to drag themselves up every morning when they wake up.

What does the name mean? In order not to embarrass myself in the domestic competition, I must train hard and try to give Shi Jie a hard slap in the face.

This made Chen Feng very puzzled. Why are you following the agreement between me and that guy in such a hurry?

Even if you want to train, why don't you get good sleep first? If you don't get enough sleep, how can you have the energy to train?

Moreover, it’s just a small Shijie, what’s the big deal.

Leaning on Ying Yingying's chair, Chen Feng finally felt what it was like to sit here. He was indeed worthy of being the eldest sister of the e-sports club. This chair is really comfortable!

Just when he was about to catch up on a good night's sleep, he felt his shoulder being tapped, and then he saw Yu Jie's face appearing in his sight.

"Remember not to do this next time, it almost scared my heart out."

Yu Jie looked puzzled, "What do you mean?"

Wang Dachui on the side stretched out his hand and patted his shoulder gently, saying: "What the captain means is that ugly people should not come out to scare people."

"Grass! Mud! Horse!" Yu Jie cursed directly and unceremoniously.

"Captain doesn't train, you haven't trained with us for a long time." Liu Xuanmo said from the side.

"You're just training. You guys call this training? It's just high-end games at most." Chen Feng lay on the chair and pointed at Jiang Shan: "The so-called training, the twenty-five teams must be professional teams.

In this way, every game will make you feel the tension and excitement of the game.”

"Do you think the training in your mouth feels like a competition?"

Yu Jie nodded thoughtfully, as if he understood what Chen Feng wanted to express.

The most they can do now is play a high-end game.

Although the quality of high-end games is relatively high, there are still airport routes where most people choose to skip the airport.

Such a large map is obviously more than enough to feed a hundred people, but there are some places, such as relatively remote places.

For example, the two points on the left and right above, or the power plant and port l, unless parachuting can land directly there, few people will stay away from the resource points around the route and run to other resource points far away to search for equipment.

This does not mean that these resource points will be worse than those resource points that are often launched.

Because, this is a game.

Everyone doesn't care, they all play with the mentality that if they die, they can start over again, and if they land, it's just a matter of time.

What can this kind of purely playful training produce?

Training to land a steel gun? Or training how to land a box the fastest?

This kind of training can be said to be useless, and may even make you worse.

Chen Feng, as a person who has experienced this, has a deep understanding of this.

After all, in a real competition, no one will fight with you after landing, unless the landing place is very close, and there is sufficient confidence, then they may choose to fight with you on the ground.

In a normal game, almost no one will be lost in the first two laps. Everyone is very careful. If you die, you are really gone. The game will not give you another chance.

Therefore, the training carried out by Liu Xuanmo and the others is actually no different from playing games.

The real training, of course, is to find other teams that are also professional teams.

In this way, the playing style will be more in line with the real game, allowing you to become more proficient in how to play in the early stage of the game, how to deal with drug poisoning in the mid-term, and how to calmly handle the finals in the later stage.

Instead of the kind of training that Liu Xuanmo and the others talk about, blindly using the ground steel gun will not work. Good marksmanship does not mean that you can compete in competitions.

Of course, if your marksmanship is not good, you will definitely not be able to play professionally.

Liu Xuanmo thought about it carefully and understood what Chen Feng wanted to express.

"But, where can we find 24 professional teams to train with?"

Chen Feng glanced at the three of them, first showed a small expression, and then said leisurely: "How do I know."

The three of them were speechless. I wonder where you are?

"Then do we still need to train?"

After Chen Feng said this, the three people who were originally in high spirits suddenly stopped like eggplants beaten by frost, and their tone of voice was not as impatient as before.

"There are three days until the competition. You guys can relax for the first two days and play whatever games you want.

However, the prerequisite is that you must play FPS type games.”

"Okay!" The three of them nodded.

Although they didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in Chen Feng's coffin, but...since he said so, he must have a reason.

After Chen Feng finished speaking, the three of them walked to the second floor of the e-sports club arm in arm.

He was left alone to lean on the chair in front of the eldest sister. Because some of the other members of the e-sports club were fans of Shi Jie, and Chen Feng was so arrogant that day, many people were naturally dissatisfied with him.

What happened to the former world runner-up of the King of Guns?

This is not the same game. It has been so long. Who still remembers it?
Chapter completed!