FCY Chapter 42

The Diligent Layabout

The Diligent Layabout

After returning to the base, Wu Xinshen didn’t wait for Cen Xi and Luo Yan. He got out of the car and entered the base first. Cen Xi and Luo Yan lingered for a while, tidying up their clothes before getting out of the car.

“Bro, you’re back.” Wu Xinming, who had been awake for less than three hours, was still eating lunch. He glanced at the people outside the door when he heard it open, then focused back on his computer. He was watching a compilation of his past mistakes.

“Just woke up?”

Wu Xinshen pulled his chair over and sat next to Wu Xinming, watching with him.

“No.” Wu Xinming denied, his eyes fixed on the screen.

“Xinming, you exposed your vision here, pay attention to it in the future.” Luo Yan, who didn’t know when he had walked over to Wu Xinming’s side, happened to see the moment in a match where Wu Xinming exposed his vision, almost getting himself killed as well.

“And the gun shook, didn’t hit accurately.” Wu Xinming himself added.

It was a team habit. Once someone started watching their mistake compilation or team matches, the others would inevitably gather around to find mistakes in themselves or their teammates, and point them out mercilessly.

“The sniper’s reaction here is a bit slow, not keeping up with the rhythm.” Cen Xi also joined in. Listening to everyone pointing out errors, he followed his teammates’ train of thought and learned from them. In fact, this method was created by Cen Xi himself, grandiosely claiming that it could not only allow everyone to improve by pointing out mistakes, but also train their mental fortitude, killing two birds with one stone.

Cen Xi frowned as he watched Wu Xinming’s video. The sniper in the video was quite strong, but he wasn’t suitable for the SY team’s rhythm of play.

“Finally finished watching!” Wu Xinming stretched. He had a sudden idea after getting up today to open his computer and watch his miserable moments in matches. He usually wouldn’t open this kind of video, he would just wait for Coach Zhu Zi’s scolding during the post-match summary. Maybe it was because he felt he hadn’t been in good shape recently and hadn’t improved, so he wanted to motivate himself. Facts proved that he did the right thing. He did have a feeling of being enlightened.

“Didn’t expect you to watch this kind of video.” Wu Xinshen looked at Wu Xinming with relief. He inexplicably felt that Wu Xinming had grown. As his older brother, he was very happy.

“Xinming, you’re secretly working hard behind our backs.” Luo Yan had a betrayed expression. He was the one who had pointed out the most flaws just now. As a rifler, he could naturally see more mistakes that people in other positions couldn’t.

“Maybe I suddenly had a brain cramp.” Wu Xinming touched his head, then his expression immediately changed, and he changed the subject, “You three have the nerve to talk about me, going to a party behind my back. I won’t hold my brother and Yan Yan accountable for now, but Xi, how did you sneak in? Leaving me alone to guard the base, huh?”

Social butterfly Shi Tou posted a status update while eating, and Wu Xinming happened to see it. Four people from the team, as if the other three had agreed to abandon him alone. The haters successfully found a point to attack SY: internal discord.

“Coincidence.” Cen Xi replied. It was indeed a coincidence. Coincidentally being drawn on stage, coincidentally having a meal.

“Xinming, if you could get up early and go to the All-Star game, you could have gone to dinner too.” Luo Yan defended, “But you can’t get up, so, it’s not our fault.”

So reasonable, impossible to refute. During a good rest time, I indeed can’t get up, Wu Xinming thought with self-awareness, then, changed the subject again, “Start streaming, log in, practice with me, I have to correct those mistakes today, one way or another.”

“Okay, Xinshen, you start too, stream for more time, it’s almost the end of the month.” Luo Yan turned on his computer, turned on the stream, and started the game.

At this moment, SY fans began to revel and hesitate. All three SY players were streaming, but which stream should they go to?

This wasn’t something the SY players were thinking about. They were just playing casual matches to practice anyway. For a time, all three streams were silent, only the game interface…

How to say it? It seemed like they were happy for nothing. All three of them were just streaming for the time, not caring about the feelings of the fans at all.

But the fans still conscientiously watched the stream…