It has been six or seven days since Zhang Xin and several friends decided to form a team to sign up for the LSPL selection.

Six or seven days is not long.

But it's not short either.

It is enough for such a new team to gradually adapt to the running-in and develop a little tacit understanding.

The same is true, enough to make some of the original doubts and prejudices swept away by the facts.

Lin Ziyang is the representative of it.

A few days ago, in the convenience store, when Zhang Xin announced Zhou Mo's identity as a coach to the team's partner members, Lin Ziyang was the first person to question and objection. He felt that his diamond-segment cousin from his senior year of high school was more suitable for this position.

But now a few days later...

If he had to make another choice again, the ADC member of the team would definitely not want to give his own answer:

"It must be Brother Mo!"

"Hmm? My cousin? How can that guy compete with Brother Mo? Don't joke!"

Lin Ziyang has surpassed Zhang Xin and has become Zhou Mo's number one loyal supporter.

There is no other reason.

Just because in these six or seven days, he was the one in the team who got the most direct and sincere benefits from Zhou Mo's teachings.

At the beginning of the team training, several junior high school boys were not convinced by Zhou Mo's identity as coach. Zhou Mo himself had never been a coach. Everyone was unfamiliar and clumsy when they got along.

Sometimes even if Zhou Mo kindly gives some suggestions and opinions to the children in the team based on his own experience, the boys just listened to the left ear and the right ear, and didn't really take it seriously.

Especially Lin Ziyang, as an ADC player of the team, he heard the most suggestions and suggestions from Zhou Mo, which was precisely because of this, and he felt the strongest dissatisfaction, believing that the so-called coach was deliberately trying to target himself:

"What, what's wrong with me hitting like this?"

"The opponent just ran away with his remaining blood just now."

"I'm just a little short of killing him."

"What kind of steady or unstable is to put it so nicely, it's just a coward. How can you kill someone if you are cowardly?"

Regarding Zhou Mo's kind voice and persuasion suggestions, Lin Ziyang was impatient at the end and simply threw out a sentence:

"I have my own way of playing!"

"Why are you a coach if you have the ability? Just replace me and you can play ADC!"

This attitude also exists in several other members of the team.

So this made Zhou Mo's coaching work fall into a state of powerless stagnation.

Fortunately, Zhang Xin came forward and showed the captain's majesty posture, and severely criticized several friends led by Lin Ziyang, which made the team members slightly restrained.

Although Lin Ziyang is still full of resistance to coach Zhou Mo, he was scolded by Zhang Xin after all, and finally he no longer objected so much on the surface.

He had other ideas.

Didn’t you suggest more?

OK, then I will follow what you said.

You make me more stable? Then I will be more stable.

If you point to the east, I will go east, and if you point to the west, I will go west. Anyway, I will listen to you all, and it will be even more messy when the time comes. Even if A Xin sees it, he will have nothing to say, which further proves that you, the coach, are just a parallel person!

...

Then Lin Ziyang started doing this.

But what I didn't expect was...

When he tried to follow all Zhou Mo's suggestions and guidance unconditionally, followed the next few five-row training games, he miraculously played a significant advantage on the bottom lane.

The opponent's jungler and even the mid laner have several waves of wandering ga

k, all failed because of his request to Zhou Mo.

The ADC and support on the opposite side were inexplicably suppressed by him.

Then the advantage is established and the snowball begins to grow.

Although he still didn't get much, but in the middle, he was confused about his ADC's equipment and development economy, and then in the team battle stage, he still listened to Zhou Mo's instructions and found a few entry angles that he hadn't figured out.

Finally, it was harvested!

Three Kills!

Even four kills!

If it's just one or two games, it can be attributed to luck.

But for several days in a row, when Lin Ziyang became more familiar with Zhou Mo's teachings and suggestions, and became more and more proficient in this new style of playing style and operation details, he became more surprised to realize that his bottom lane had been more than a little smoother than the past!

Several other friends in the team were also surprised and delighted by his progress.

And Lin Ziyang himself is not stupid either.

After thinking about it, we quickly came to a conclusion

All of this...

It seems that it is really the "coach" of the convenience store owner who was originally despised and underestimated by him.

So he began to really improve his views on Zhou Mo.

Then, more cooperation.

Progress is getting faster and faster.

Now, to the Jedi turnaround just now, his ADC Rat Dragon Team battle with a wave of four kills against the sky, shocking the enemy, and he himself was also incredibly ecstatic, deeply aware of his growth and progress... It was all thanks to Zhou Mo, who was the coach.

Compared with Lin Ziyang, who has made rapid progress, Zhang Xin, as the captain of the team, is also very happy and smiling:

"I've said it long ago!"

"Select Brother Mo to be our coach, that's right!"

"You all opposed it before, but now you know how wise I am?"

indeed.

Not only Lin Ziyang made the most progress, but other members of the top laner assisted jungler positions also received more or less careful guidance from Zhou Mo, and they could clearly feel their respective progress.

So at this moment, when hearing what Zhang Xin said, the friends nodded repeatedly, turned around and sent all kinds of sincere praise to Zhou Mo.

Zhou Mo waved his hands and was humble when he heard it:

“I didn’t do anything either.”

"It is the result of your own hard work."

Zhang Xin closed his hands and looked excited:

"Just follow this momentum!"

"A month later... in the selection of Xiacheng sub-district, our goal is to make it to the quarterfinals! Oh no, the quarterfinals!"

Several other friends shouted excitedly and responded.

Everyone is full of confidence.

Zhou Mo couldn't help but smile as he looked at this scene:

perhaps……

It is indeed not a bad thing to promise to become a coach.

...

That evening.

He still had dinner at the God Club base, and then Lin Feng was about to leave with Tang Bingyao to go to find his senior Bullet for the second round of training.

But this time, before the two of them were about to get up, they heard the sound of opening the door from outside the base.

Then there was the surprise and joyful voice of the club staff at the front desk:

"One, One, Your Excellency One! Your Excellency Five!?"

In the living room, the members of the three LPL teams, including Lin Feng, Zeng Rui, Tang Bingyao and others, also heard this call, and immediately showed a look of surprise and surprise:

"Senior and Miss Xiao Wu... are back?"

The corner of the mouth of No. 3 was pulled:

"Tsk."

"It's considered back."

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