Esports coaches are demons

Chapter 189 Shen Qingge, Are You Happy?

The national competition adopts the lottery method and the BO3 competition system. After the top four are selected, they will advance to the semi-finals, and then the BO5 competition system will be used. After the finals, the final champion, runner-up and third runner-up will be determined.

The performance of the reorganized black and white on the field is amazing.

They didn't have the so-called lack of tacit understanding.

Starfire's staged training method has laid a good foundation for them all, and the club also attaches great importance to the handover of coaches. Su Keyi and black and white are integrated very quickly.

Su Keyi used to play the toptop support position, with good awareness and thinking.

Xinghuo also took a fancy to her for this.

Maybe Su Keyi's fans didn't expect that after the always glamorous iceberg goddess became a black and white coach, her command style would become so bold and crazy...

In the past, Xinghuo's command was already unconstrained, but I didn't expect another one.

Fans cry.

Who would have thought that Su Keyi would ask Lin Chen to play as a support, and Xu Haoran would switch to the mid laner!
Lu Wen's top laner has not changed, Ke Yunming has left the jungler, Zuo Liang has become an ADC.

Black and white, this is a big reshuffle.

At first, the fans didn't understand, and almost cursed.

Just a joke, the master of lc has always been known as the No. 1 miracle mage, you let him go for a dispensable support now?

Will this play in the end?

But the facts quickly proved that Su Keyi was right.

Support is definitely the job in Miracle that requires positioning and awareness the most. There are plenty of mages and assassins who can play, but supports who know how to watch the situation with rhythm are rare.

Among the current All-Stars, only Su Keyi is a professional support and has already retired.

And Lin Chen has exactly these advantages.

So after he played support, the development of black and white was smooth.

Needless to say, Xu Haoran, his mid laner also inherited the ruthlessness he had when he was playing jungle.

Once the hand speed explodes, it is simply a god blocking and killing a god and a demon blocking and killing a demon.

It's so cruel, a mage student played the posture of a physics department professional.

What's even more outrageous is that Su Keyi didn't let them fix a certain type of hero.

As a result, in black and white games, the player who was a mage in the previous game will often take the top laner in the next game, and the support and ADC will take turns.

Although professional players will occasionally try other heroes' styles of play in order to better cooperate with their teammates during the training process.

After all, you'll only know how to support an ADC if you're familiar with how it scales.

But I can't stand you switching so frequently!

Do you want to develop in multiple lines and cultivate all-round talents?
What's even more outrageous is that black and white are really good, and they play well...

Su Keyi may not be able to match Xinghuo in tactics, but such a random hero selection is really confusing.

Her routine is obviously more unpredictable.

It can even be described as misty...

Looking at the performance of the black and white players.

Good guy, you can no longer call it a hero pool, it should be called a hero sea.

Switching between jobs is smooth and stress-free.

Obviously, during the holiday, the black and white contestants were not idle, and were still working hard to practice.

Shortly after the start of the national competition, the new season will also be held.

In spring, everything should be a thriving scene.

However, only Ke Yue, after arranging everything, started to stay behind closed doors.

This time, she really quit completely, and all social platform accounts were cancelled.

The teenager fumbles around time all day, only the nightmare accompanies her through the long night.

Obviously when she was in Chang'an, her mental state was not bad, but after Lin Chen left, she gradually became depressed.

Like a flower that has completely lost its light, all that awaits her is withering.

When An Yunlin saw Ke Yue again, she was sitting in front of the French window in a daze.

The teenager held half a cigarette between his fingertips, and stayed alone in the cold room.

An Yunlin frowned when she smelled the smoke. She walked over with a worried expression, "Ke Yue, your body..."

Ke Yue interrupted her inquiry.

"Shh-"

The teenager flicked off the ashtray, there were already several cigarette butts in the transparent ashtray, she had obviously been sitting here for a long time.

"Look." She pointed out the window.

The not-so-warm and bright light illuminated her light-colored pupils.

An Yunlin looked over while showing signs.

It was drizzling outside.

The willow branches have already sprouted buds, and they are dimly glowing with beautiful tender green.

The light rain was blown obliquely by the wind and hit the eaves.

And on the eaves, there were actually two swallows, building a nest with mud in their mouths.

They have been busy in the rain for a long time, and the outline of the nest has begun to appear in a semicircle.

"It turns out that the migratory birds have already returned." The young man murmured.

Her eyes were bloodshot, and beneath them were exhaustion and blackness that could not be concealed.

Perhaps because of staying in the house for a long time without seeing the sun, her lips almost lost their color.

She was just like this, smiling, looking at the busy swallows coming and going outside the window with those gray and sickly peach eyes.

The boy stubbed out the last cigarette, lowered his head, and found his glasses to put on.

"Tell Uncle Ji another day, let him find someone to clean the eaves."

What should stay outside her window is the black crow chasing death.

An Yunlin didn't know what to say for a while, so she hummed.

"Are you ready?" Ke Yue caught a glimpse of the bamboo basket in her hand.

The boy stood up and put on a coat, "Then let's go."

"Would you like to sleep for a while?"

Looking at her state, An Yunlin was very worried, "It's still early."

"No need." Ke Yue smiled.

"I'm not dead yet."

……

Today is Ching Ming Festival.

This light rainy weather is quite a contrast to the atmosphere.

Beijing Cemetery.

A man and a woman stand in front of one of the tombstones.

An Yunlin bent down, carefully cleaned up the weeds and dead leaves around the tombstone, and then gently placed a handful of Strelitzia orchids on the stone platform.

Ke Yue held a black umbrella and stood quietly behind.

She watched An Yunlin's movements expressionlessly, as calmly as if the person sleeping here was not her biological mother.

After Shen Qingge's death, it was Ke Zheen who handled the funeral for her.

She was trapped in the capital forever by Ke Zheen until she died, and could never return to Jinling.

Every Qingming Festival, Ke Yue and An Yunlin would come here to worship. In fact, An Yunlin was the one who pulled her here every time, and only An Yunlin would bring a bouquet of flowers for her former teacher.

As for Ke Yue, she didn't want to do anything.

But this year, she felt she should do something about it.

So she took out the lighter and lit a copy of Ke Zheen's judgment document.

The burning paper fluttered and fell in front of the tombstone, leaving only a piece of ashes.

It was a beautiful sight.

The paper was blown up by the heat wave brought by the flames, and it looked like it was flying in the rain.

Like a black butterfly.

The young man looked down at the black and white portrait on the tombstone.

Shen Qingge.

Are you happy?
Shen Qingge on the portrait looked at her with a smile, but didn't speak.

The process of sweeping the tomb was very simple, and they were about to leave before the rain stopped.

I just didn't expect to meet an acquaintance.

"Ke Yue?"

To be honest, Yan Yongchuan almost didn't recognize the person in front of him.

It's because Ke Yue's temperament has changed too much.

He still remembered the first time he saw this young man, with those peach blossom eyes with knives, he looked arrogant and elegant to everyone.

There was a bit of ruthlessness.

In the interrogation room, he even provoked himself again and again.

But now, in those beautiful eyes, there was only indifference.

He had seen eyes like that before.

In his many years of criminal police career, he has encountered too many people who committed suicide.

And the eyes of those people before they died were clearly the same as Ke Yue's now.

Realizing this, his heart skipped a beat.

"Are you also here to worship your relatives?" Ke Yue greeted casually.

"Yes." Yan Yongchuan nodded.

"My father, he sleeps in the martyr's mausoleum over there."

His father was an anti-narcotics policeman named Yanxin.

It's a pity that his identity was exposed during the last undercover mission.

Since then, he has been buried here forever.

Ke Yue noticed that he was not wearing a holster around his waist.

"Where's your gun?"

"It's handed in." He smiled, "I forged the instructions of the superiors, was exposed, and was suspended from duty. I will simply not be a policeman."

All in all, the rev-f case is settled.

He has no regrets.

"Now, I run a detective agency and occasionally help neighbors find cats or something. It's not bad to live a peaceful and stable life like this."

"Oh?" The boy said lightly, "Then I wish you a prosperous business."

Hmmm... wishing someone a good business in a cemetery or something...

Forget it.

Yan Yongchuan took out a card and handed it to Ke Yue, "This is my business card. If there is anything you can't solve in the future, you can come to me."

"When you don't wear a police uniform, don't handcuff me, and don't interrogate me, you look quite pleasing to the eye." The boy made a rare joke, and stretched out his hand to take it.

Unexpectedly, before her fingers touched the business card, her pupils suddenly shrank.

Without any warning, the boy leaned over and coughed violently.

"Are you okay?" An Yunlin lost her umbrella nervously.

The young man covered his mouth in pain, his thin body was on the verge of falling, almost unable to stand up.

"Cough cough..."

She really couldn't cough up anything, and in the end, she was retching at all.

Yan Yongchuan subconsciously reached out to support her.

Ke Yue almost thought that she was going to die in this strong suffocation.

After a long time, she finally recovered, with cold sweat on her forehead.

She waved her hand.

"I'm fine." The boy said hoarsely.

She lowered her head and removed the handkerchief covering her mouth.

Then, the other two clearly saw the redness on the white handkerchief.

Obviously, it's blood...

"What's going on?" Yan Yongchuan panicked.

However, no one answered his question. An Yunlin casually wiped her reddened eyes, holding back the sourness of her nose.

The boy slowly raised his eyes, and she smiled.

She can still laugh, Yan Yongchuan thought to himself.

"Help me hide it, can you?"

she said softly.

"Don't tell anyone..."

"Especially, Lin Chen."

　Prepare to zoom in!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)