"…So why on earth were we not notified about the World Invitational Tournament until only half a month was left?"
On the afternoon when the national team assembled, all the players sat in the conference room again. Yu Wenzhou turned his pen in his hand and was the first to ask: "Shouldn't such a big event be held at least half a year in advance?
News, have the schedule been decided three months in advance?"
Having been in charge of the Blue Rain team for six years, Yu Wenzhou's scope of involvement is not limited to competitions. Team management, event planning, advertising sponsorship, although he does not personally intervene in many of these things, he silently watches many of them. A large-scale event, in advance,
You can estimate how much planning and preparation is required and how long the preliminary work time is.
Half a month? Three months is not enough for the Glory Leagues of various countries to negotiate, determine the competition format, determine the venue, attract sponsors, book advertising spots, hotels, and launch publicity, let alone half a month! Besides, the regular season is usually over.
Half of the people disappeared, not to mention everyone was disbanded as soon as the finals were over. What if the contestants went to the United States to play, went to Kenya to play, went to Antarctica... and wandered on some cruise ship before it sailed.
Satellite phone...How does the Alliance want to capture them?
"Yes, yes, we didn't even have time to look at the information. There are too many things. I have only downloaded a third of it. Old Ye, how many videos have you compiled? If you have this time, you might as well go to pkpkpkpkpk!"
As for everyone taking turns copying in the morning? Don’t be kidding, it’s just a seed file, otherwise how could it be completed so quickly?
"Because there was a guy named Butterfly Lan who wanted to pursue something dramatic, so he had to retire before he would announce it." Ye Xiu lazily leaned against the end of the conference room: "We had to postpone it until the championship was decided."
"And there is no such thing as half a month." Zhang Xinjie's eyes flashed, "According to that guy named Butterfly Blue, today should be July 14th or 15th... The World Invitational Tournament starts on July 17th.
Day, let alone training, it’s too late to apply for a visa!”
"That's right..." The players looked at each other, and then immediately started talking to each other, and there was a lot of discussion. The tenth season playoffs started on June 14th, and the day when the championship was decided was July 9th, which was the fourth day after the finals.
Xingxin held a press conference to announce Ye Xiu's retirement... Even if he summoned the national team that day, applied for a visa and rushed to Switzerland, it would definitely be too late.
"There's no way." Fang Rui shrugged. "That guy named Butterfly Lan took his whole family on a cruise and even forgot to bring his passport. He probably never thought about the fact that he needs a visa to go to Switzerland.
?”
"So what day is today?" Xiao Shiqin pushed up his glasses. As a master tactician who is accustomed to defeating the strong with the weak, it has long been instinct to deal with various unexpected situations. Even the chaos of time and space is not enough to move him..."
Or, the schedule of the World Invitational has changed?"
"The schedule has not changed." Ye Xiu clapped his hands: "The author said she couldn't write this schedule, so she moved the timeline back a bit. Today is July 1st, and we still have half a month of training time.
."
"So, our first priority now is-"
"Group pk?"
"Studying the competition system?"
"Observe the opponent?"
"Confirm rules?"
Seven or eight voices asked at the same time. Ye Xiu shook his head inexplicably; Yu Wenzhou's mouth showed a faint smile; Zhang Xinjie coughed lightly; only Xiao Shiqin, under the glare of many eyes, smiled bitterly.
Answer given:
"Go home and call someone."
"..."
"..."
"Hey, Lao Ye, you finally don't even want to be a substitute. Do you want to select from the active players? In that case, don't waste your hand speed. First accompany each of us for a round of PK, and then everyone except Zhang Xinjie joins together!"
Huang Shaotian jumped up and spoke impassionedly, but others were not necessarily interested, especially those who had already vomited in their PK with Ye Xiu. Chu Yunxiu and Su Mucheng stood side by side, whispering:
"Will audio be enabled for this World Invitational?"
"I don't know... Actually, I think it's good not to turn it on, so that Mr. Huang won't talk about himself to the point of hypoxia..."
"Speaking of this, Mr. Huang might really have to restrain his trash talk," Zhang Jiale leaned over from the other side, "You said that he worked hard to type a lot of words, but others can't understand it. Isn't he blind?
?”
"Maybe open the word bubble?" Li Xuan interrupted optimistically.
"No, it's too scary," Fang Rui thought for a moment and shuddered, "In this case, it feels like there is no need for Zhang Jiale to play..."
"We now need at least two groups of players, one group is responsible for sparring, and the other group is responsible for analyzing and evaluating the opponent's strength." Yu Wenzhou's gentle words attracted everyone's attention: "We discussed with Team Leader Ye and suggested that it is best to
Group them by occupation, and at the same time, draw a separate tactical group. Leader Ye, as for the warlocks, can you please seek the advice of Team Wei?"
"I'll ask Old Wei." Ye Xiu nodded without hesitation, sighing inwardly: Warlocks really have no talents. Apart from Yu Wenzhou and Old Wei, the alliance doesn't even have anyone who can do anything...
"Thank you." Yu Wenzhou nodded in thanks and then turned his attention to Wang Jiexi: "Then, where is the swordsman?"
"It's okay, Xiaolu. Your Xiaolu is also pretty good. Let's call him together. The devil asked Yingjie to come over, boxing master?"
"I'm afraid the Korean team really doesn't have the energy..." Zhang Xinjie frowned and said, "Let me ask if Xiao Song can come over to open his eyes. Next, how to fight?"
Everyone at the table looked at Ye Xiu. Sun Xiang was a little wilted - he was the only battle mage present, but when it came to choosing the battle mage, everyone agreed that Ye Xiu had more say than him - but this was natural.
, including himself, all have the same idea.
At this moment, Zhou Zekai beside him turned around and looked at him lightly and unobtrusively. Sun Xiang suddenly straightened his back and raised his head high: Even if the name of the God of War is Ye
Xiu, but he still has a long way to go. In the eleventh and twelfth seasons, one day he will prove that he is worthy of One Autumn Leaf!
Almost at the same moment, Ye Xiu's eyes also glanced over. Their eyes met, and then Ye Xiu looked away and answered lightly:
"Call Xiao Tang and Xiao Qiu."
"Old Ye, you really favor your apprentice!" Zhang Jiale pointed his thumb down and made an exaggerated gesture of contempt, "Well, in terms of ammunition experts, Zou Yuan counts as one, Zheng Xuan counts as one; mechanic?"
There was an awkward silence. Xiao Shiqin couldn't say anything - there were 20 teams in the league and more than 200 players. When it came to mechanics, he was just a seedling in a thousand hectares of land, alone.
Well, maybe there are still some, but players who Butterfly Blue doesn’t give names usually assume that they don’t exist...
"They are all gunnery professions. There are only a few mechanics. It would be the same if we hire a few more others." Ye Xiu took over the conversation calmly: "There have been many outstanding sharpshooters in recent years. What do you think, Xiao Zhou?
"
Zhou Zekai looked at him blankly. Ye Xiu said in one breath: "Qin Muyun?"
nod.
"Liu Fei? Lu Yining?"
"..." Don't move, don't speak.
"Shu Keyi Shu Kexin?"
"..." After thinking for a while, he nodded.
Next to him, Chu Yunxiu said modestly: "These two girls are still young, right?"
"It's always good to come and see something. So, what do you think of the elements?" Ye Xiu casually dropped the topic.
"Zhao Yuzhe." Chu Yunxiu answered without hesitation. After a pause, he turned to Xiao Shiqin for advice: "How about asking Xiao Dai to come too?"
Xiao Shiqin responded with a smile. Then he turned to Tang Hao on the other side: "If you are a gangster, can you please ask Lao Lin to come back and help?"
"..." Tang Hao was a little reluctant, but finally nodded. Ye Xiu's faint voice floated from the side: "If you don't call me Lao Lin, the rest will be steamed buns..."
"Old Lin!" In fact, there was still Baihua's Zeng Xinran to choose from, but before everyone could react, they all shuddered, especially Zhang Xinjie.
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ps: It’s true that Le Cordon Bleu took his whole family on a cruise without bringing their passports. He wrote it on Weibo. I laughed to death at the time...