MTL - As a Captain, You Must Be Cold-Chapter 1
At 6 pm on Sunday, there was still an hour before the semi-finals of the "Destination" International Invitational Tournament started. In an e-sports venue in Shanghai, the staff are at their positions, making final preparations.
Yu Zhaohan sat on the sofa in the dressing room, quietly waiting for the makeup artist to do his makeup. Today he came to the scene as a guest commentator. His R.H team lost to the defending champion in the knockout match last week and stopped in the quarterfinals, ending the entire schedule of this year ahead of schedule.
Losing the game means losing the prize money, and the entire team fell into a state of continuous depression. Yu Zhaohan was not in the mood to be a guest at the comment section, but I am very sorry, the official has given too much.
The male makeup artist was doing makeup for a female commentator, and it wasn't his turn so soon. Yu Zhaohan took out his mobile phone and swiped Weibo, and looked at the hot searches. Except for a sadomasochism romance drama that ranked first in the hot searches, everything else was about topics related to today's competition:
#IPLvsTCO#
#Five domestic teams have been out of four, IPL is the last hope of the whole village#
#IPL refueling#
#RH.Shine is on the comment box for the first time#
Yu Zhaohan slid the screen slowly, and the conversation between the makeup artist and the female commentator drifted into his ears from time to time.
Makeup artist: "Why are your eyes a little swollen? Didn't sleep well yesterday?"
The female commentator: "Don't talk about it, the show I was chasing yesterday got a knife, the heroine died in the arms of the hero, and she was pregnant with the hero's child... I'm almost crying to death-please give me more Put on a layer of concealer."
Makeup artist: "Hey, I know this drama, all the girls around me are watching it, it seems very popular."
The makeup artist put on makeup for the female commentator, turned to Yu Zhaohan, was taken aback for a moment, and said hesitantly, "Captain Yu?"
Yu Zhaohan put away his phone: "Here."
The makeup artist asked: "It's late at night, why are you still wearing sunglasses indoors?"
Yu Zhaohan took off his sunglasses: "The lights are dazzling."
The makeup artist saw his long and dense eyelashes and smooth jaw line, and suddenly understood why Shine has so much makeup.
That is, why are the eyes of this beautiful captain red?
The makeup artist asked curiously, "How could Dui Yu's eyes..."
Yu Zhaohan brought out the reason he had prepared early in the morning: "It was all night yesterday."
The makeup artist began to do Yu Zhaohan's hair: "Are you preparing for today's competition?"
The guests in the commentary have to comment on the last game after each game and predict the situation of the next sentence. They always have to do some homework-this reason is okay.
Yu Zhaohan: "Yes."
At this time, the female commentator spoke to him again: "Team Yu, who do you like more in today's IPL and TCO match?"
Yu Zhaohan said: "IPL, the premise is that TCO does not make trouble."
TCO is a team from Seoul, South Korea. As long as it is their competition, there will often be some inexplicable accidents. Yu Zhaohan was fortunate to have seen it a few times and deeply understood what diversity of species is.
Female commentator: "I also hope to win the IPL. There is nothing to say about the individual operation of each player in the IPL, but TCO does have more advantages in terms of tactics and teamwork."
Yu Zhaohan: "Indeed."
The female commentator worried: "There is also Xu, the nanny of the IPL, who has been in an unstable state and is too easy to be confused by the opponent. By the way, I remember that Xu is a former teammate of the Yu team."
Yu Zhaohan: "Yes."
Female commentator: "What does Captain Yu think of him?"
Yu Zhaohan: "Not bad."
... How can we continue talking today?
The female commentator pouted, and looked at the makeup artist helplessly.
Shine, she has a really pretty face and a really cold personality.
It is very easy to do makeup for boys, especially for pretty boys, just get a hairstyle and eyebrows. Five minutes later, the makeup artist straightened up and said with a smile, "Captain Yu's lips are brighter than ordinary people, so I won't put lipstick on you."
Yu Zhaohan nodded and put on his sunglasses again: "Go to the bathroom."
The restrooms in the backstage of the arena are far away, next to the team lounge. Yu Zhaohan came out of the toilet, looked at the mirror on the sink, and suddenly thought of something, and opened the memo on his phone: "Must Rules for High Leng Male Leads".
A year ago, not long after Yu Zhaohan turned eighteen, he was appointed as the captain of the new R.H. He was also the youngest and most junior captain in the league.
Before the age of eighteen, his training time was very limited, and he could only train within the stipulated one hour on weekends. He can only focus on cultivating his own consciousness and the overall situation. At that time, what the team lacked most was a commander who could take care of the overall situation. The management valued his command ability, so they broke the rules and let the youngest him parachute as the captain. Because he had the shortest training time, this move was opposed by many veteran players.
Just when he was worried about how to convince his older and more experienced team members, his enthusiastic cousin studied hard all night during the summer vacation, read a hundred romance novels, and summarized this memo for him.
"Brother, as long as you learn from this, you can overwhelm anyone - trust me!"
Since then, this memorandum, which condenses the wisdom of countless predecessors, has become Yu Zhaohan's code of conduct.
Yu Zhaohan looked at the tenth rule: When wearing a suit, you must pull the tie, don't pull it completely, just enough to see the collarbone, remember to be careless.
Casual, the most frequent word in the code. A high-cold person should be careless in everything he does, and do it with ease, otherwise he will be out of style.
So, with a cold face, Yu Zhao raised his hand and tugged on his tie "casually".
It was rare to wear a suit once, so Yu Zhaohan seized the opportunity to practice a few more times. Suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps from far to near outside the door, accompanied by the sound of two boys talking.
"There is nothing to worry about." A boy said, "You are nervous, and the other side is also nervous. Everyone is the same."
Another boy smiled wryly, "Of course you don't have to worry, anyway, you will always be C's one."
Walking in were two boys wearing IPL team uniforms. One was tall and the other was thin and short. They were seventeen or eighteen years old, and they were still in high school if they didn't play professionally.
The short one is Yu Zhaohan's former teammate, IPL's current nanny, Xu.
Xu met Shangyu Zhaohan's gaze abruptly, and blurted out: "Captain!"
The tall boy raised his head, looking at Yu Zhaohan with sharp eyebrows and eyes.
This is one of the double Cs of the IPL. It mainly focuses on Timeless and Shidu, who output the assassin position at close range.
Shi Du might have thought he would see the captain of the IPL, but when he saw him, the boy raised his eyebrows.
Xu smiled: "Is the captain going to the commentary?"
Yu Zhaohan: "Yes."
Shi Du looked directly at Yu Zhaohan's face. Seeing the sunglasses on the bridge of his nose and the suit on his body, the boy put his hands on his lips and smiled uncontrollably: "You called me wrong Brother Xu, Shine is not your captain now."
Xu was a little embarrassed: "I got used to it for a while, and forgot to change my mouth."
Yu Zhaohan saw Xu's pale face and asked, "Are you okay?"
There was a surge of emotion in Xu's heart. He has been away from R.H for so long, but Yu Zhaohan is still the same.
She is beautiful and accurate, she is only nineteen years old, but she has a calmness far beyond her actual age. No matter what kind of situation you face, you never shed a single tear.
Players in R.H. can always trust their captain.
In front of the former captain, Xu unconsciously told the truth: "Captain, I, I'm a little nervous."
Yu Zhaohan was silent for two seconds, and said, "Get over it."
There was a laugh in front of him, and Yu Zhaohan looked at the boy.
Shi Du put away his laugh, and said solemnly: "Ah, yes, yes, Captain Yu is right."
Yu Zhaohan raised his hand, and casually straightened the cuffs of his suit: "If you know what I'm saying, hurry up and write it down in your notebook."
Shi Du really took out his mobile phone: "What if I don't bring my notebook, should I use my mobile phone to write down my notes?"
...to see a doctor when sick.
Yu Zhaohan ignored Shi Du, and said to Xu: "Look more at the fans' encouragement to you."
Xu is an encouraging player. The more recognition he receives, the less pressure he will feel. When Xu was in R.H, in order to stabilize his mentality, some people in the team used a trumpet to blow rainbow farts under his Weibo.
Xu You was reminded, and quickly said: "Okay, I'll go and see later—Captain, do you want to wash your hands?" As he spoke, he moved away from the seat in front of the sink.
Yu Zhaohan passed the two of them, turned on the faucet, and poured water on his slender and fair fingers.
It was these two hands that, in a match, once sniped the opponent who had just come out of the resurrection point and died instantly with a headshot. There was no way for the four of them to gather together, which once affected the positioning habits of the entire team.
Shi Du looked at it for a while, then suddenly said, "I'm nervous too. Captain Yu encourages me too, okay?"
Yu Zhaohan washed his hands expressionlessly: "No, you are not nervous."
Shi Du smiled and said, "I'm nervous."
Yu Zhaohan pointed to Shi Du's wrist: "Are you sure?"
Shi Du raised his wrist and saw that his heart rate was clearly displayed on the electronic watch, which was only 80.
Time Du: "..."
Yu Zhaohan suppressed the corner of his mouth that was about to rise, wiped his hands slowly, and lightly threw the paper into the trash can. Then he tugged at the tie with one hand and put the other on Xu's shoulder, giving him a steady encouragement from a mature man: "Fight hard, don't let the Koreans win."
Xu's confidence suddenly increased: "I will!"
Yu Zhaohan walked out of the bathroom without looking sideways, and didn't give Shi Du a single extra look—very good. This time, he pretended to be there again.
Shi Du watched Yu Zhaohan walk out of the bathroom, and clicked his tongue: "Damn it, he pretended to be there again."
Xu retorted: "The captain doesn't pretend, he has this kind of personality."
Shi Du said, "Shine isn't pretending yet."
Xu became anxious: "You haven't been in contact with him before, how do you know he's pretending? I've been on the same team as him for a season!"
Shi Du probably felt that discussing this issue was meaningless, so he shrugged indifferently: "All right, all right, he won't pretend, I'll pretend. Don't get excited, brother."
Back in the lounge, Xu took out his phone and logged into Weibo.
Although his number of fans is not comparable to that of Yu Zhaohan Shi Du, it is still a million less. There are constantly new comments on his latest Weibo, most of which are fans cheering and encouraging him.
As soon as Xu refreshed, he saw that a fan had sent him five or six comments in a row, suppressing all others' comments:
[Xu Zai, my treasure, you will always be the best support! [Cat stickers.jpg]]
[Don't be nervous, cub, just treat the game as a training game. If you are really nervous, you can watch the decompression video~ I recommend it to you [Compare Heart]]
Here are a few video links:
[Ultra-decompression: Let’s catch the sea together, the oysters on the isolated island will make your hands soft]
[Immersive horseshoe repair, full decompression and extreme comfort]
[The Giant Panda in the Zoo "Prison Escape" Successfully, the Park: Has Bringing Back Criticism and Education]
[Must-see for hunks: The 21-day-old seal cub was choked to the point of tears when he entered the water for the first time]
Xu couldn't help smiling, and took a special look. The fan's profile picture was a colorful clownfish, and his nickname was: Little Fish Spitting Bubbles.
Ten minutes before the official start of the game, the coach gave a final tactic: "Okay, hand in your mobile phones, it's time to play."
When Shi Du handed over his mobile phone, the coach specially told him: "No matter how provocative TCO is, you just need to play your own - don't speak on the public screen!"
Shi Du responded casually, "Understood."
The coach knew that Shi Du was proficient in Korean swear words, and the thought of his "convict record" gave him a headache: "You know what." He turned to the other starter, "Xu, how do you feel?"
Xu took a deep breath: "I'm fine."
"Okay!" The coach stretched out his hand first, and the players put their hands up one by one, Shi Du was the last one. "Three two one - IPL, come on!"
The author has something to say:
The game prototype "Overwatch" has been simplified to a certain extent, and reading will not be affected if you don't play the game =w=