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Chapter 7 "One more win and the next broadcast"

After signing the contract, Meng De took S1mple to the club and let him get familiar with the location.

It was a bit early and the contestants were still resting.

This is also normal. After all, which of these professional players is not Night Owls?

Their normal training time is several hours later than Mengde's work time.

In order not to disturb the rest of the players, Meng De just pointed the contestant's dormitory to s1mple for a look.

"I didn't have breakfast, right?" Meng De asked.

s1mple nodded. He took a taxi to the club department shortly after getting off the plane, and there was no time to eat at all.

"Then let's go to the club cafeteria to have a meal first."

It is said to be a canteen, but it is just a kitchen and a living room. After all, there are not many people in the entire club.

The two walked into the kitchen and saw that Wu Qiang, an analyst, was already eating.

"It's been quite early." Meng De and Wu Qiang said hello.

"Just arrived." Wu Qiang put down his phone and greeted him. He saw the s1mple following Meng De, and asked with confirmation thoughts, "Who is the one behind you?"

"New team members, snipers at the top of the AZR position, Ukrainians, you can call him sasha and s1mple."

"Why does it feel like a girl's name?" Wu Qiang complained.

s1mple said in Chinese in a hurry: "It's not a girl, it's just a name."

"Can speak Chinese?" Wu Qiang was also a little surprised like Meng De at the beginning.

"Learn Chinese for a summer vacation." Meng De had already arrived in the kitchen and began to skillfully add a bowl of porridge from the pot and then take two oil cakes.

"Look at what you want to eat on the table and take whatever you want."

s1mple nodded, and he felt relieved when he watched Meng De walk away.

He was still a little restrained when eating in a strange place.

s1mple is also the first time in life that I saw the food introduced to him by a Chinese teacher in my previous life.

He took a bowl of porridge and a tea egg, and followed Meng De to the living room.

The two of them ate and chatted: "I will take you to meet other contestants after dinner later."

Meng De asked again: "You have no requirements for external conditions."

If s1mple does not bring his familiar keyboard and mouse over, he needs to purchase it from the Internet in the past two days to avoid poor performance during the game.

For a FPS player, the difference in mouse and keyboard has a great impact on strength.

Sometimes, due to a little different feel, the distance of the gun is misjudged, and eventually one less kill is obtained.

Even if you hit one less shot, you may lose that round.

This is a very fatal result for a FPS professional.

s1mple put down the tea egg in his hand and patted his backpack: "It's in the bag."

"That's fine, eat quickly, I'll take you to the training room after eating."

The two of them speeded up their breakfast.

During this period, other contestants also got up one after another.

After seeing s1mple, I also looked surprised.

This made S1mple finally unable to help it and said to Meng De: "What kind of rare species am I? Why do everyone look at me like the beauty in our country."

"Maybe because they rarely see foreigners, they have never seen the world." Meng De shrugged.

After dinner, he asked Xigua next to him: "Who in the club has the highest account score now?"

Xigua pretended to be careless and said, "It seems to be mine."

I was already full of joy. After all, if I reached such a high level, in addition to maintaining a competitive state, being able to show off is also a great thing.

Meng De nodded and said to Xigua and the tig next to him: "You two will send me your account password. I will ask the newcomer to try it first and see how his playing style is."

"All right."

He didn't get the praise he wanted, and his account was taken away. Xigua felt a little sorry for his score.

After all, the coach's level is forgotten, I won't talk about it anymore.

Tig is a little reluctant, after all, as a kid, his score is not easy.

But Meng De was still a coach after all, and he had to give it to him.

Meng De took S1mple into the battle room, then pointed to Azr's computer before and said, "Now you can use that computer, you can adjust the machine first. If you don't understand, just ask me directly."

s1mple nodded and came to the computer. His heart, which had been uneasy, finally felt a little calm.

He turned on the computer and found that the configuration was indeed much faster than that of his family, and a smile slowly appeared on his face.

For the game party, nothing is more than a high-end computer.

After s1mple has adjusted its previous similar monitor settings, it starts to enter the game and put the saved cfg directly into the csgo folder.

The settings are adjusted instantly.

"You can practice guns first, and take their numbers later and play the rankings together."

It turns out that when something is done to the extreme, it will be pleasing to the eye, even the most boring gun practice in CSSGO.

At first, he was still doubting the level of S1MPle, but after watching the super exaggerated sniper throwing in the gun training map, he really had no doubts at all.

Now at least he has his marksmanship, so he has to look at the position selection and various decisions in the competitive state.

After all, there have been people like top gun training guys and competitive bots before.

The abilities required in CSSGO's competition are still very complex and diverse.

When everything was ready, Meng De logged into Xigua's account for S1mple, and he himself got on the tig account, and the two started a double-row journey.

.....

Seafood Station 9797 live broadcast room.

The slightly fat man wearing white short-sleeved shirts was conducting a live broadcast of CSSGO.

Sixi Bazi is already a little numb. He has lost all the way last night to now.

Looking at the title of the live broadcast room "Win another win and it will be off the air", he felt so regretful!

Why did I ask for this title? Now it’s better, it’s too difficult for these 100 million yuan.

As a professional player with good popularity in CSSGO, even though it is still in the morning, there are still many barrages in the live broadcast room:

【Today's Four Happiness Broadcast is so early】

[Don't professional players sleep? It started broadcasting so early]

[The anchor didn't get up early, he didn't sleep yet]

[Brother Xi, why don’t you forget it? We won’t eat this one]

【That's right, if not released tomorrow】

【There is a picture】

.....

Although Sixi Maruko was already a little confused, he still insisted on his belief:

"no!"

"I'll win if I say I'll win one, and I can't just give up halfway."

Sixi Maruko was confused. He also wanted to go to bed. How comfortable it was on the bed.

But if you persist for so long, you will feel like you will lose money if you give up!

At this moment, the system shows that the match is successful.

He quickly clicked to confirm, and looked at the ids of the other party, and a smile finally appeared on his face!
Chapter completed!
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