In this industry, there is no gold covered by grains of sand, because truly talented people are like an awl placed in a bag, their edge will be exposed wherever they go.

That little fat guy who always has a smile on his face is a truly talented person, the kind of person that God chases after him and feeds him.

The youth training coach has already seen how he will shine on the first-line court in the future.

"Okay, I'll go over and have a chat with the two young men."

Mengde quickly came to the table of youth training players.

"The Mencius."

When the young men from the youth training saw Meng De coming, they quickly stood up and said hello.

"Don't do all this, just sit down and eat."

A group of people also quickly sat down. Although the VC atmosphere was very good, Meng De was their immediate boss after all.

Meng De took a new set of dishes and chopsticks from the sterilizing cabinet next to him, took out two pieces of mutton from the pot, and asked casually: "How does DD feel in the club recently?"

DD put down his chopsticks and replied with a smile: "It feels good. Coming to VC is like coming to home. Everyone in the youth training team is talented and they speak well. I like it here very much."

"You really like it here. I have to wonder what you mean every day." Monesy complained helplessly from the side.

DD seemed to be stabbed in pain, and laughed awkwardly for a long time before replying: "There's nothing I can do about it."

There is still a big difference between Cantonese and Mandarin. This kind of hometown dialect is difficult for Chinese people to distinguish. For a foreigner like Monesy to tell the difference, it is simply a fantasy.

DD thought of something again and pursed his lips to signal to Zywoo: "Then why didn't you talk about Zywoo's communication?"

"Brother, you are the breakthrough player and the first in the team." ropz was convinced by DD's tough talk.

As a breakthrough player, DD is qualified in terms of personal ability, even for the training matches of their youth training.

But this guy DD always comes up with some weird ideas.

In the real game, all kinds of information change rapidly. If there is a bad communication, DD will send out the first kill, making it impossible for them to follow.

And although zywoo doesn't understand the language, he can handle some important information on the field, and his ideas are not as dangerous as DD's, so the two are naturally incomparable.

Now DD no longer refutes, but immerses himself in his work and joins the "defeating VC group".

"How do you feel?" Meng De asked Zywoo opposite him in French while eating.

"It feels good. Everyone treats me well and the team atmosphere is great. I like it here very much."

"But." Zywoo asked cautiously, "Are we just going to play training matches every day?"

He thinks that his ability is pretty good. Although the training matches have helped him, the improvement effect is minimal.

If possible, Zywoo still wants to enter the competition as soon as possible, even if it is not the first-tier arena, it is still possible to play in the second-tier.

"Next is the transfer period for the first-tier league. Even if I put you on the home team, you won't have any games to play."

Zywoo nodded as he listened. The arrival of the offseason was inevitable, and he knew this very well.

But even if I understand, I still feel a little sad in my heart.

After all, he is not m0ney and can live stream the ladder every day without getting tired of it.

"Don't worry, during this offseason, in order to cultivate fresh blood in the CSGO profession, a tournament organizer contacted me and invited several first-team youth training to hold an event during the offseason."

"So next, I will let you play in this youth training competition first, mainly to let everyone get to know you first, and also to familiarize you with what a real game is like." Mengde added, "The training game

There is still a certain gap between it and the competition.”

When Zywoo heard that there was a game to play, a happy smile appeared on his face again.

It really looks like a big sweet potato... Meng De complained in his heart.

Meng De then told the story again in Chinese to the others. The young people at the table were all very motivated, and they all patted their chests and said they would never let Meng De down.

Meng De didn't believe this and just told DD and Zywoo that they should hurry up and practice Chinese.

DD retorted loudly: "I am originally from China, why do I still need to speak Chinese?"

"I want you to speak Mandarin. Don't speak out a sentence in Cantonese when an emergency arises. They won't understand!"

“Communicate, do you understand communication!!”

The harmonious scene between Meng De and the youth training players made many people in the store smile.

But at the table of the home team players, kennyS didn't know what he was thinking.
Chapter completed!