Lu Xiaobu and his coach walked in together, but nobody in the entire training room noticed them.
They were each busy with their own tasks.
In the bottom left corner, five people were playing a practice match, and it looked like they were playing against another club’s team.
Behind them stood three people, continuously noting sothing down.
Just like laboratory experint notes, they recorded not only their own mistakes but also tried to analyze the opponent’s condition through the practice match.
There were three people in the middle.
These three people were each practicing their own fundantal skills.
For example, last-hitting minions, without buying any gear, just last-hitting!
Next, map running; under various trigger speeds, figuring out the ti needed to run through the map.
This was to accurately grasp the movent on the map and calculate the ti they needed for support.
Then, damage calculation, which everyone probably knows about, such as whether the enemy can kill instantaneously, whether I can kill them instantaneously, and whether I need to activate Shield, etc., etc., no need to elaborate.
Also, cooldown calculation, figuring out the enemy’s skill cooldown tis.
When they have Flash, when they have Teleport, whether this is a good ti to engage or to split push.
Moreover, hero synergy, the coordination between various heroes’ skills, and how to maximize damage and control timing, etc.
For example, as an instance, the coordination between Malphite and Orianna, how long before Orianna’s ultimate can maximize the control ti.
Finally, tactical training, but this is considered the core secret of every club!
After finishing talking about the basic training in the middle, only the right side is left.
The right side is also where Lu Xiaobu feels the most heartache. These people aren’t training but are slumped over the desks sleeping.
The desks are covered in coffee.
One could tell at a glance that they must have collapsed from exhaustion.
But even in their sleep, their eyebrows were furrowed, and their fingers twitched unconsciously; they were probably training even in their dreams.
Many people probably always thought professional players did nothing but play gas, but now that you see this scene, do you understand what a professional player is.
No profession is easy!
Why do so many people who enter society often miss their school days?!
Not because school was easy or simple, but because school was more relaxed and simpler than their current lives!
"Big..."
The coach stepped forward, wanting to announce that Lu Xiaobu had arrived.
"Shh!"
Lu Xiaobu gestured with his hand to interrupt the coach, and then pointed outside.
The coach was taken aback, nodded, and followed him out.
"Let them train properly. I am waiting for the mont you bring the trophy before !"
Lu Xiaobu looked at the coach earnestly as he spoke.
"Yes!"
The coach instantly stood up straight!
At this mont, in the training room, a player on the right rubbed his eyes and got up, took a sip of the coffee beside him, and casually glanced outside of the training room.
Then.
"Pfft!"
Damn, he sprayed the coffee right back into the cup.
"Is that Young Master Bu?!"
He looked at Lu Xiaobu’s retreating figure, incredulous.
Afraid that he was mistaken, he shook his head, rubbed his eyes, and looked once again with determination.
"It really is Young Master Bu!!"
He sprang up and shouted loudly.
This shout startled all the players.
"What?! Young Master Bu?!"
"Young Master Bu is here?!"
"You’re not dreaming, are you kid!"
"Crap, you scared so much I missed the last-hit on Ferrari!"
"..."
"It’s true! Look!"
The guy pointed to the departing figure of Lu Xiaobu and said, "Isn’t that Young Master Bu?! It definitely is!"
"It is!"
The other people also took notice then.
They stopped their training matches and practice sessions, putting down their keyboards and mice to peer out of the door.
"Really, it’s really Young Master Bu!"
"Oh my God! Young Master Bu ca to see us!"
"I’m so excited!"
"Hahaha, aweso!"
"..."
Lu Xiaobu, who was walking out, turned his head to look at those young faces filled with excitent and longing.
He extended his thumb, raised it high, and then walked out the door!
"Boom!"
This simple gesture set off a tidal wave of emotion in the hearts of all the professional players in the club!
Young Master Bu gave them a thumbs up!
Young Master Bu was supporting them!
Excitent! Thrill! Ecstasy!
A multitude of emotions flooded their hearts.
Suddenly, soone murmured: "The championship for Lu Xiaobu!"
The voice was not loud, but it reached everyone’s ears.
Because it was not spreading through the air, but through their hearts, their blood!
"The championship for Lu Xiaobu!"
"The championship for Lu Xiaobu!"
"The championship for Lu Xiaobu!"
"..."
The successive shouts rose in the training room, getting louder and more in unison!
Deafening!
Lu Xiaobu, walking out the door, clearly heard their chanting.
He couldn’t help but show a slight smile.
This feeling of being adored and being seen as a pillar of support was pretty great!
Of course, aside from the good feelings, his heart also took on a heavy sense of responsibility!
If they were determined, he could not lose!
"Let’s go! To the next club, let’s check them all out!"
Lu Xiaobu swung his large hand, giving the order.
"Yes, Young Master!"
Liang Lan’s heart was also very excited.
This heartfelt shouting always stirred up emotions.
It was a sincere respect for Young Master Bu, without a shred of falsehood!
Such was the charm of Young Master Bu!
Inside the club.
"Alright, alright, back to training."
The coach cald himself down first, then said to the players: "Although we say the championship is for Young Master Bu, it matters who presents it. You wouldn’t want other teams to offer it to Young Master Bu, right?"
"Of course not! Back to training, training!"
The crowd imdiately shouted and plunged back into training.
However, their lips were still curled up with smiles that never faded!
Even those who were playing training matches stole monts to ssage people from the opposing club.
"Hehehe, Young Master Bu just ca to see us!"
"What, really?! You’re not kidding us, are you?"
"Who’s kidding you, lying is for dogs!"
"Don’t believe it? When has Young Master Bu ever co to the club?!"
"Believe it or not! Know why he didn’t go to your club?! That’s because Young Master Bu thinks the championship is ours!"
"Bullshit! The championship is definitely ours, and it’s definitely our team who will present it to Young Master Bu!"
"It’s us!"
"Nonsense, it’s us!"
"Co on, quit the talk and let’s see the truth in action!"
"..."
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