Muffled thunder sounded in the sky above the imperial capital, and a white mist filled the sky. If it were not blocked by the windows, it seemed to be spreading inside.

There was a different scene in the room. Several people were sleeping in different postures, snoring slightly, but it was so comfortable - but the rapid sound of the alarm clock also broke the tranquility. Meng De woke up from the bed, sat up and turned on the alarm clock.

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Is it already seven o'clock? Get up and exercise for a while and start working...

He put his hands up and planned to get dressed and wash up and start running in the morning. But suddenly he lay down again because he had realized that his team had won the championship yesterday and they were far away from the stressful competition schedule.

One week after the end of a series of events, if there are no subsequent events scheduled, then according to the VC club's custom, all members will generally take a break and relax. All players and coaching staff need to use this time to return to life and let themselves have a better life.

More energy to prepare for the next event - just like a mobile phone, if you work for a long time, you need to recharge it before you can continue working.

He really needs a rest. After coming over for the summer vacation, he led the team to participate in the Copenhagen Major, helping the team to formulate a team that was time-consuming and labor-intensive, helping them adapt to the foreign environment, controlling the players' emotions, and collecting information on other opponents for analysis. Even now

The VC coaching staff is already very large, but just distributing this large amount of work has consumed all Mengde's energy.

Not to mention that after this, the CSGO career entered an intensive schedule, and he needed to devote himself to it.

The status of the first team fluctuates too much, and he needs to keep control.

During the period when the second team is growing rapidly, he must continue to follow up.

As a coach, he needs to allow the players to maintain a certain amount of rest time in order to cope with daily training and competition. But as a coach, although he can mess up, he is unwilling to do this.

After all, this VC was built by himself, and he did not want his performance to decline because of himself.

However, this kind of high-intensity work is still a bit too much even if he keeps exercising every day. He now often feels sleep deprived.

Meng De thought about it and realized that there is only one Major left this year. Both the first and second teams have made a lot of preparations for this Major, and he cannot influence them now.

But after this Major is over, let’s find some time to take a good rest for a few months.

Meng De made up his mind, squinted his eyes, and began to fall asleep.

…

This sleep was a bit hazy. When Meng De opened his eyes again, the curtains had been opened, and a ray of sunset spread over the horizon. The sunset in the imperial capital was not as bright as that in the south, but it also had a different flavor.

Meng De sat on the bed and watched for a while, 1ve’s voice:

"Coach, wake up!"

Seemingly guessing what Meng De wanted to ask, gla1ve took the initiative to explain:

"We saw that you were sleeping soundly, coach, so we didn't ask you to eat. We wanted you to have a good sleep."

They saw Meng De's dedication, and they also knew how hard their "teacher and friend" coach worked on weekdays. They finally had some rest time, and they didn't have the heart to disturb him.

If you don't count the few minutes he woke up in the middle, he slept for nearly 16 hours. Meng De felt that he was still sleepy, but he knew that this was just an illusion. He had slept enough for such a long time.

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Just as he was about to ask where the others were coming from, Meng De's stomach protested.

gla1ve smiled and said: "Coach, please wash up. The others are waiting next door. I originally wanted to bring you a meal, but it seems that I won't need to do that now."

"Okay." Meng De got up from the bed and got dressed, "I'll be right away."

A few minutes later, Meng De saw the team members playing the 4399 mini-game next door, and he felt dumbfounded for a moment.

Silently, he took a photo of DD and Zaiwu who were playing "Death vs Naruto", and then posted it on his social account with the text:

[You still have to train hard after winning the championship! Open the book!]

After secretly backstabbing his own players, Meng De put away his cell phone and joked: "Aren't you childish? A bunch of such big people are still playing small games."

"Isn't this waiting for you, coach?"

"Coach, why don't you just sleep in?"

"As you said, coach, you can beat me. Carry Sushu away, next one..." DD, who has a social look on his face, has become the king of children.

"Forget about the next one, let's go eat!" Meng De said to everyone, "Everyone was too tired from playing yesterday. Let's have a good meal today to celebrate winning the championship."

"You can order whatever you want, as long as it's not a five-star hotel."

“Bungalow Hotpot!!”

“Imperial Roast Duck.”

“BBQ.”

“Self-help.”

Listening to the irrelevant answers from the team members, Meng De rolled his eyes: "It seems that I have to pay for your troops today."

Just as they were about to ask them to determine a target, the phone suddenly rang...

"You guys come up with an answer and decide what to eat in the end. I'll answer the phone and talk about it later."

Meng De went to the next door and started to answer the phone. Everyone in the room started discussing again.

"Let me tell you, there really isn't anything good to eat in this imperial capital. When I return to Guangdong Province one day, I'll treat you to morning tea." DD said to his teammates.

"Morning tea, milk tea you drink in the morning?" Zaiwu was a little confused, "Although it tastes good, it can't be eaten as a meal."

DD shook his head and explained to the fat French man in front of him: "Morning tea is not just tea, it's what we call breakfast there. Tingzi porridge, chicken feet, siomai, shrimp dumplings, red rice sausage, carrot cake

, Cowboy ribs, walnut buns, pork ribs, tripe, rice rolls, barbecued pork buns..."

"Hiss~" Broky's laughter was already streaming down his face.

"I can't think about it anymore." DD stopped her thoughts, but the more she thought about it, the beautiful things in her mind popped up one by one. It felt like telling you not to imagine a pink elephant in your mind.

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"Really, I want to go home now!!"

Listening to DD's description, everyone in Team A also turned on their mobile phones and looked up morning tea in Guangdong Province.

The rich variety of delicacies in it was an eye-opener for them. It can only be said that people in Guangdong Province, who live a slower pace of life, really work hard on eating!

Everyone was drooling, and their souls were already drifting to Guangdong Province.

Meng De finally finished the phone call and walked back with satisfaction. Looking at everyone's posture, he said: "It seems that you haven't agreed on what you want to eat, so I will just decide..."

"We want to have morning tea!!" Broky shouted.

"Nonsense." Meng De corrected him, "It's late at night, where can I go to have morning tea for you?"

Without giving Broky a reason to refute, he continued: "Follow me to a place first, Broky, you will definitely like it!"

Everyone was hesitant, but they followed him one after another.

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After driving for twenty minutes, we finally arrived at the location, found a parking space, and looked at the final location.

Everyone in Team A looked at the coach with doubtful eyes - I'm afraid you're not kidding me.

They feel like they've been cheated!

Meng De chuckled and asked rather shamelessly: "Broky, just tell me whether you like it here or not?"

Seeing that the 50 yuan set meal event for tomorrow Thursday was being promoted, Broky opened and closed his mouth several times, and finally answered with difficulty: "I really like it."

"But after winning the championship, coach, you treat us to this?"

"What's wrong with this? Don't discriminate against Broky's hobbies. People will still think that our A team is unsociable after we tell him about it." Meng De still teased his teammates.

He took out his mobile phone and sent a message on WeChat. Soon a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes came out and extended his right hand towards Meng De. "Mr. Meng, hello, hello, these

Are they all our team members? They are all talented people."

"Hello, hello, did you say that on the phone before?"

"Because we can't find a good working place nearby, let's just have a brief chat in the office." The man in the suit extended his hand to guide everyone in Team A to walk in, "Everyone, please stop standing outside and find a seat inside.

sit."

Meng De nodded and walked in.

The members of Team A looked at each other, not knowing who this strange man in a suit was. But seeing the coach taking the lead, they followed suit.

"I'll go to the office with Mr. Li to talk about some work first. You guys can sit here for a while." After entering the hall, Meng De explained to the team members.

Mr. Li on the side saw this scene and immediately called the store manager and gave some instructions.

After that, the two entered the office and started chatting in detail.

Everyone in Team A was staring at each other in the lobby. They didn’t know what kind of medicine the coach was selling, so they were brought to KFC for no reason. Even if they didn’t plan to build a five-star hotel, a bungalow hotpot would be fine. This KFC

What words!

Everyone found a seat and sat down. They were all a little embarrassed for no reason, and they all started playing with their mobile phones.

"I'll go! The coach is really not a human being!" DD, who was scrolling through his cell phone, complained.

Everyone else looked over. Seeing that there were too many people, DD took the initiative and said, "Look at the coach's official account."

Broky also turned on his phone and found Meng De’s account from the following:

[You still have to train hard after winning the championship! Open the book!]
To be continued...