FCY Chapter 21
by VolareTraining (…)
Training (…)
“Alright, that’s about enough. Everyone, let’s start training.”
Just after 9:30, Zhu Zi put down his phone, picked up the training plan he had prepared, and began to organize everyone for training. “Time is tight, and the task is heavy. ZD has a total of 15 maps. We only practiced together three years ago, and even then, it was only 6 maps. Now, what we need to do is practice every map, find our strengths, make up for our weaknesses, and build synergy. I’m thinking we can set aside the original 6 maps for now and focus on practicing the other 9 first. For sparring, we can start with the academy players. In a few days, we can find formal sparring partners or schedule practice matches with other teams. By the way, we can also see if there are any promising players in the academy to bring in as substitutes.”
“Sounds good.”
Everyone agreed with Zhu Zi’s suggestion.
“Okay, Luo Yan, create the room and give me the room number. I’ll call the academy players in to spar. As for the maps, choose them yourselves for now. Play a few rounds, and I’ll see where your strengths and weaknesses lie.”
“Alright.” Luo Yan immediately set up the room and invited everyone in. “The room number is…”
“Bro, save me! I’m almost out of health!”
Wu Xinshen silently tossed a healing beast to Wu Xinming.
“Everyone, pay attention to the economic situation of both sides. We have less money this round.”
“Xinming, go that way! We’ll surround him!”
“It’s okay, you go your way. I’ll snipe them from behind you.”
“Quick, plant the flag!” Luo Yan shouted.
“Don’t go, there’s an ambush!” Cen Xi tried to stop him, but failed. Luo Yan and Wu Xinshen died, and they didn’t capture the point.
(…)
Time passed quickly. They played about ten rounds, and it was almost noon. During this time, Zhu Zi kept watching and taking notes with a pen and paper. Although they won more than they lost, as a coach, he could clearly see the team’s strengths and weaknesses.
“That’s enough for this morning,” Zhu Zi stopped Luo Yan as he was about to start the next round.
Everyone took off their headsets and looked at Zhu Zi.
“Let’s eat first. I just ordered takeout. After we eat, we’ll have a summary meeting. After that, you can continue training based on your individual weaknesses. Dinner is at 6:30. After dinner, you’re free to play whatever you want. Oh, and remember to start making up for the missed streaming hours this month. Cen Xi, your contract says you start streaming next month, so keep that in mind.”
“Bro, I’m done for. Can you stream for me to make up the hours?” Wu Xinming, who hadn’t streamed even an hour this month, looked at Wu Xinshen with a hopeless expression. Although he was talkative, he really didn’t like streaming.
Wu Xinshen, who had already almost completed his streaming quota, pushed his younger brother away expressionlessly, strode to the dining table, and began to eat.
Am I still your brother? Wu Xinming slumped down next to Wu Xinshen, opened his lunchbox, put the vegetables he didn’t like into Wu Xinshen’s lunchbox, and took a few pieces of meat for himself. This was Wu Xinming’s habit since childhood. Wu Xinshen glanced at him but said nothing, dutifully eating the vegetables that Wu Xinming had given him.
Cen Xi and Luo Yan on the opposite side were also eating affectionately, making Zhu Zi feel out of place.
(…)
“Now, let’s talk about the problems within the team!”
Zhu Zi stood in the middle of the meeting room, projecting his notes onto the white screen.
“First of all, the shot calling. To be honest, it’s a bit chaotic. It’s not that the shot calling is bad, but shouldn’t there only be one shot caller in a team? Yan Yan?”
Zhu Zi looked at Luo Yan.
“Yan Yan, I’m not trying to discourage you, but your shot calling ability is indeed inferior to Cen Xi’s. Moreover, the last meeting already assigned the shot calling position to Cen Xi. You need to get used to following orders again, get used to not shot calling. I know it’s difficult to change a habit, but I hope you can get used to it before the competition.”
In the past few rounds, there were many times when Luo Yan and Cen Xi gave different instructions, and the Wu brothers, who had been used to obeying Luo Yan’s orders for the past three years, made several mistakes in the game.
“I understand,” Luo Yan replied, acknowledging Zhu Zi’s concern and beginning to reflect on himself.
“Also, these two maps. You need to build synergy, especially this water map. Wu Xinshen and Cen Xi need to strengthen your synergy. In the two matches on this map, you two went off track many times. You two can duo queue later to build synergy.”
“Okay.”
“Mm.”
Cen Xi and Wu Xinshen responded.
(…)
Zhu Zi pointed out some problems within the team and finally boosted morale.
“We’ve talked about the problems. The overall level of the team is still quite high. Everyone, work hard this month and try to solve these problems, or at least solve most of them. In a few days, I’ll schedule practice matches with other teams. Let’s strive to achieve good results in the Spring Tournament and win the championship!”
“Of course, Zhu Zi, we’re SY after all!” Wu Xinming shouted confidently.
“We’ll definitely win the championship!” Luo Yan held out his hand.
Everyone understood, placing their hands on Luo Yan’s hand. “SY, let’s go! SY, we will win!”
“Alright, that’s about it. Continue training.” Zhu Zi clapped his hands, attracting everyone’s attention.
“Okay!” The four walked out of the meeting room and into the training room, beginning the training plans that Zhu Zi had just assigned to them, working hard to solve the problems.
Zhu Zi looked at the four figures and smiled. That’s good, so young, unafraid of difficulties, moving forward bravely, full of vitality, a group of teenagers pursuing their dreams, that’s really good.