Fengjianxiao Team is a club under the name of Fengyu Culture, and it is at the subsidiary level. However, Fengyu Culture, from the boss to the team manager, respects Xiang Fei very much, and they are always polite no matter what they say, for fear that he will fall out.
.Even if the head office wants to do a commercial activity related to the club, as long as Xiang Fei doesn't nod, the company can only cancel the activity plan and everything will go as he says.
Over the past two years, Fengjianxiao Team and Fengyu Culture have gradually formed an unspoken rule. Whatever Xiang Fei says must be implemented, and Xiang Fei should try not to mention anything he doesn’t say to avoid conflicts with him. Like Wang Yu, who directly confronts Xiang Fei in the office
Damn, that's just playing with fire on purpose, he will be torn to pieces by Xiang Fei in a matter of minutes.
Several pairs of ears were raised outside the office, listening silently. However, they only heard Wang Yu chattering about the firepower output, but did not hear Xiang Fei telling Wang Yu to get out. Everyone couldn't help but look at each other, presumably waiting for Wang Yu's output.
After the big devil is finished, he will be bombarded with anti-aircraft artillery. Now he is just reading the article and preparing it.
"... In short, if we want to win the semi-finals, you must maintain your best physical strength and energy to fight in team battles. And team battle tactics must be designed carefully. You can't follow the old way of one versus four and one versus five.
We must give full play to everyone’s potential and advantages and jointly resist Qianhun An!”
Wang Yu finished his point of view in one breath, and finally made a decisive conclusion. His tone was as serious as giving an ideological speech at a meeting, leaving no room for negotiation by the other party.
Xiang Fei sat on the sofa and listened calmly. No matter how fierce Wang Yu's tone was, he didn't show any sign of getting angry. At most, he curled his lips in disdain. After hearing what he said, Xiang Fei touched his chin thoughtfully.
, asked: "What tactics do you think we should use to unleash everyone's potential and win Qianhunan?"
Wang Yu seemed to have already planned on this issue, and immediately said: "Qian Hun An now has two sharp swords, one is Zhao Xuan, and the other is the double stack of Su Qihong and Zhang Ziyang. I will fight Qian Hun An in the resurrection match."
Several teams knew this key point, but they all lost to Qianhun An. Only Mingyue Pavilion could really restrain these two sharp swords, and only Mingyue Pavilion won. So I think we should learn from Mingyue Pavilion's tactics.
This is the most effective and direct tactic to defeat Qianhun An."
"Learn from Mingyue Pavilion? Hehe, do you mean to let me wear a dodge suit to sneak away from Su Qihong? Or let Cao Jun imitate Lin Yuanzhi and blast the sky nails?" Xiang Fei said with a hint of sarcasm in his tone, although he did not object to Wang Yu's view of using comprehensive tactics.
, but I also don’t like to copy other players’ playstyles in important games, which would make me look incompetent.
Wang Yu understood that Xiang Fei had misunderstood what he meant, and sighed and explained as if coaxing a child: "I don't mean to copy Mingyue Pavilion's play style, but I mean to refer to their tactical ideas and spread out the three Qianhunan people so that the two sides can
There is no possibility of professional stacking moves from the beginning. Except for you, the other participating professions must develop a long-term immobilization skill. When the time comes, you will challenge Zhao Xuan alone, and we will take turns controlling Zhang Ziyang or Su Qihong, four dozen
The first priority is to focus on destroying Zhang Ziyang, and learn from Mingyue Pavilion’s tactics from this point on.”
"Well... four to one to kill Zhang Ziyang, that's okay. What about Wang Yun? How will Wang Yun arrange it? Don't forget that the people in Mingyue Pavilion suffered enough from Wang Yun, and they almost fell into his hands in the end.
." Xiang Fei tilted his head and looked at Wang Yu, admiring the expression on his face.
"Wang Yun... I don't know." Wang Yu lowered his head and returned to the weak young man before. "He is too difficult to control. He comes and goes without a trace. I can't think of a way to deal with him. The only thing I am sure of is
After the game starts, kill Zhang Ziyang as quickly as possible so that the double-professional attack will not pose a threat."
"Hehehe..."
Xiang Fei laughed a few times in a low voice, and his eyes gradually became calm and gentle. The reason why he did not lose his temper with Wang Yu during this dispute was precisely because he found that Wang Yu had changed, so he wanted to continue to observe. The former Wang Yu always
It gives people the impression of being submissive, carefully taking care of everyone's emotions, and rarely expressing violent opinions. The game is also quite satisfactory. Whatever operation he used to win the opponent last time, he will use the same operation as his trump card this time, just like the little old man in
Play chess.
But today, Wang Yu changed from her usual weak posture. She spoke generously for nearly three hours for the semi-finals, and even issued orders word for word without fear of angering Xiang Fei. From that anxious face, Xiang Fei saw his
With his true temperament, I saw his seriousness and dedication to e-sports competitions, and also saw his sense of responsibility for Kazama Xiao.
However, although Wang Yu's attitude has changed, he is still not good at designing tactics. He can only vaguely think of a general framework, so when it comes to the Wang Yun issue, he is stuck.
Xiang Fei stood up after laughing and walked to Wang Yu and patted him on the shoulder. He said sincerely as an elder: "My vice-captain! What you said before is correct. I can listen to you and not fight 1V1 or
2V2, maintain your strength and lead the team in team battles. However, we, Fengjianxiao, are not Mingyue Pavilion, and I am not Tong Nian. Zhao Xuan, Wang Yun and others are not my opponents at all. You worry too much. As for Mingyue
If you want to learn my tactics, you can learn them, but you must listen to me when you are on the field, there is no discussion on this."
Wang Yu realized that he had not thought carefully about tactics, and even if he wanted to say something, he was speechless. In addition, Xiang Fei had agreed not to play in the first two rounds to preserve his strength. This wave of advice was considered effective, so he nodded.
No more arguing.
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On November 28, the semi-finals of the 7th NFL Professional League at the SZ International Stadium kicked off.
The commentary lineup for this semi-final is quite spectacular. Not only does it include the gold medal commentator Zhang Zhongwen, the beauty commentator Ye Mengke, and the poisonous milk commentator Huang Dongsheng, but also invited a star singer who is often active on the screen and on the Internet to be the commentator——
Zhuo Yusheng.
With popular celebrities on hand, the originally hard-to-get tickets have gone viral, and even sold abroad. Zhang Lan, who plays with the players every day, keeps updating everyone on the daily ticket price increases he heard from them.
I almost wanted to sell my team ticket several times, but Lu Yunqian persuaded me to do so.
"...The price has increased again? In the past, Zhuo Yusheng was a guest in the semi-finals and finals, and the ticket price has never been so high. It is really getting better every year."
Qingchuan couldn't help but exclaimed when he heard that Zhang Lan said that the tickets for this competition had increased tenfold.
"The tickets for the semi-finals this time were not actually speculated in China. It is said that some of the tickets were snatched away by foreigners when they first went on sale. In addition, Zhuo Ge's support group collectively hoarded tickets, so there was a shortage of domestic tickets. However, Zhuo Ge
I have never been to a concert abroad. Why are those people from abroad joining in the fun? Everyone is so poor now..."
Zhang Lan frowned and looked at the chat group on the computer. He found that the ticket price had jumped again, and he felt tangled in his heart again.
"The people who are grabbing tickets from abroad are not necessarily here to see Zhuo Yusheng, but maybe for the team." Lu Yunqian said with a smile, "The international server has been launched for the fierce battle. There must be people from abroad who pay attention to the NFL. They come to watch the semifinals."
It’s not weird to cheer for your favorite team, right?”
"Come across the ocean to watch a game?" Zhang Lan's eyes widened, "I would rather believe that they are overseas fans who come here for Brother Zhuo. Brother Zhuo is much better looking than Zhao Xuan and Xiang Fei. As long as he is here
, he is the brightest star in the audience!”
"Hey, you like Zhuo Yusheng so much and you still want to sell tickets? It seems like you are not a die-hard fan at first glance." After hearing this, Lan Hao complained quietly beside him, and a sharp gaze immediately pierced him.
"I'm telling you, I didn't sell tickets! And who I like has nothing to do with making money! As long as Brother Zhuo is still in my heart, whether I go to see him live or not, it won't affect my love for him! Do you understand?!!
"
Zhang Lan's voice was originally the loudest and shrillest in the whole club. This voice made everyone get goosebumps. Lan Hao, who was facing the source of the sound, was even more shocked by the angry sight and voice, and almost had his heart broken.
He stopped and rolled his eyes and fainted. Knowing that Zhang Lan is still a star-chasing girl under 18 years old, she is quite sensitive and prone to anger. After everyone calmed down, they all tacitly changed the topic, and Ma Liu brought the topic to what he wanted to eat for lunch.