If possible, Ye Xiu didn't want to directly entrust the coordination of the battle mage and the gunnery master to Su Mucheng. It was not that he didn't know how Su Mucheng felt about Sun Xiang, and he had never been someone who would force Su Mucheng.
There was a slight possibility that Ye Xiu would do it on his own, but at the worst, he would call Sun Xiang over first and explain a few words together in front of Su Mucheng.
However, as soon as he showed some interest during dinner, Su Mucheng took the initiative to ask Ying to do it himself. Furthermore, as the national team leader and tactician, Ye Xiu was so busy that he hit the back of his head...
Throughout the night, there was no interruption on his side. Several tactician masters got together and first analyzed a few foreign team battles, and then discussed the arrangements for tomorrow's group battles. When everyone dispersed, he went to file
The team reviewed the progress with Yang Cong, and then asked the technical team how it was progressing and any difficulties. After returning, they had to communicate with Wang Jiexi about the adjustment of the magician's play style.
In a blink of an eye, it was a quarter past ten. Ye Xiu yawned a little and stood up to see Wang Jiexi out. The two of them, one after the other, had just walked halfway when Qiao Yifan suddenly appeared at the open door, holding some documents.
Figure:
"Captain, the rules of the World Invitational Tournament have been sent."
"Oh -" Wang Jiexi stopped immediately. Qiao Yifan looked up and saw him, whispered "King Team", and instinctively shrank back. Wang Jiexi's expression remained unchanged, nodded to him, and turned around.
, looked at Ye Xiu.
During the time the two of them were interacting, Ye Xiu had already taken two steps forward. He stood in the corridor, his anger dropped from his dantian, and he shouted:
"Come out and read the rules of the game -"
Everyone in the national team, except Zhang Xinjie who couldn't help but go to bed at 11 o'clock, everyone else was still in high spirits at 11:15. It was a time when they could go to the game to grab two more bosses. If you have nothing to do, you still have to find trouble, let alone the rules of the World Invitational Tournament.
For such a big event, one must come out and watch as soon as possible.
Within a minute, Ye Xiu's room was crowded with people. More than a dozen people stood shoulder to shoulder. Those in the inner circle made room for those behind, while those in the outer circle stretched their necks and stood on tiptoe, watching Ye Xiu's hands.
Here is an A4 paper that has just come off the printer and is still a little warm to the touch.
"The first one, just like in China, the game starts at eight o'clock every night." He glanced at Zhang Xinjie, who nodded silently - understand, the training schedule and the team members' work and rest time will be adjusted accordingly starting from tomorrow.
"Sixteen participating countries are divided into four groups to compete in the group stage. The group stage adopts a single round-robin format, and the competition system is an individual competition, group competition, and team competition. This is the same as our regular season. The top two points advance."
After Ye Xiu read this, he paused for a moment and asked everyone to calculate silently for a moment to digest how many games they would have to fight. He looked around and saw that everyone looked somewhat understanding before continuing:
"The quarter-finals begin, and the competition format is a team competition, which is the same as our playoffs. Each side has the right to choose a home map. If there is a draw, a backup map will be drawn on the same day, and 20% blood will be restored for overtime."
A single round-robin, a group of four countries, playing a total of three games. The quarter-finals, semi-finals, and finals, a total of six games. In total, from July 17 to August 6, a total of 21 days, an average of two
There will be a game in a little more than half a day.
This schedule is even more intensive than the playoffs.
"Tsk, tsk, it's a lot of pressure."
Li Xuan sighed. Huang Shaotian glanced at him sideways: "Why did you steal our Zheng Xuan's lines?"
"Article 2," before Huang Shaotian continued to spout trash talk, Yu Wenzhou's gentle voice saved everyone in time. The captain of the national team took the thin page of information from the team leader's hand and read it steadily while reading ten lines quickly.
:
"The limit on the number of teams from each country is thirteen, but they are allowed to bring one more informal player and replace the lineup when necessary. The list of players from each country should be reported to the competition organizing committee before 24:00 Zurich time on July 10 at the latest.
.”
"Wait a minute," a light flashed behind Zhang Xinjie's glasses, "Aren't there any rules regarding the account cards players can use in competitions?"
"I've checked it, but it's not there." Yu Wenzhou's lips curled up slightly, as if he wanted to laugh but was holding back, "I'll confirm with the league officials tomorrow. But - as a matter of common sense, players use account cards that do not belong to them.
, will reduce combat effectiveness, right?”
"Yes, yes!" The people in the room nodded happily. Generally speaking, this is of course the case. Players will not use account cards that do not belong to them, let alone account cards with different professions. Of course, if it is very reasonable,
…
Just wait for Wai Guoren to be surprised!
All kinds of snickering, teasing, and glances like picking up a wallet, either covertly or openly, swept over Ye Xiu's body.
"Article 3: Voice calls are still not available during the game."
"Oh, that's okay... we can't understand each other anyway." There were whispers around the captain of the national team: "So where is the text bubble?"
“There’s no text about clubbing in normal games?”
"It's such a pity that the combination of Mr. Huang and Zhang Jiale no longer exists..."
Yu Wenzhou pretended not to hear. He turned over the information in his hand and continued reading:
"The content input by both players will be presented to each other and the audience through automatic translation by the system. If there is a yellow card warning for swearing, insulting the opponent or referee, inappropriate remarks, etc., two yellow cards will be exchanged for a red card."
"Oh oh oh, Huang Shaotian can talk trash as much as he wants!" Fang Rui couldn't wait to interrupt: "I was worried that he would have to learn foreign languages, or that if he didn't trash talk, his combat effectiveness would be reduced! - Wait, not this time.
It is a rule that the dead cannot speak!"
"What!"
"What!"
"What, what, what!"
For a while, you pushed me. With Yu Wenzhou as the center, the population density within one square meter immediately approached infinity. Except for Chu Yunxiu and Su Mucheng who were spared as girls, even Ye Xiu had two people stacked on his back viciously, almost
Push him down.
The dark heads gathered into a ball, and three or five hands scrambled to read the rules from beginning to end. When it was confirmed that there was really no content about the dead being not allowed to speak in a team battle, the great players of the national team immediately burst into earth-shaking laughter.
"Who is going to negotiate? It seems that they are deliberately trying to trick foreigners..."
"Probably because we have adopted European rules anyway, we will adopt them to the end..."
"Actually, I just deliberately didn't tell them. Is there such a rule in China?"
"Because Europe hasn't changed its rules in so many years?"
"Definitely!"
"It didn't exist in the first place, so why did Europe add it?"
"Come on, Mr. Huang!"
"Come on, Mr. Huang!"
The room was filled with happy air. Seventeen or eighteen claws rushed out, landing on the same target: Huang Shaotian's head!