"Coach Hu, I don't agree with you."
Suddenly, another girl at the table raised her hand and said.
"If you disagree with what I say, then tell me how you disagree."
Coach Hu wanted to see what she would say. The facts were already before him, and Coach Hu was not afraid.
"Coach Hu, regarding the problems you mentioned, it's undeniable that we do have some issues. However, we train every day, from nine in the morning to nine at night. We train in the club the entire time, and we've always followed the training plan given to us by Director Yao."
"For two months, excluding the short two-hour break at noon and the one-hour break for dinner, we still have nine hours of training time a day. Nine hours a day, excluding Saturday and Sunday, nine times five is forty-five training hours a week. Forty-five times four is one hundred and eighty hours of training in the club a month. Do you think we don't have enough training hours?"
"One hundred and eighty training hours a month, isn't that enough?"
The girls are trying their best to protect the rights they have now. She just wants to put the blame on Yao Yixiuan who has already retired. After all, Yao Yixiuan has an unshirkable responsibility for these problems. Either there is something wrong with the training plan she formulated, or there is something wrong with the tactics and operations she taught them. Anyway, the key to this problem is that it cannot be attributed to insufficient training time.
If each of them kept silent, then the rest time of her team would only be squeezed and compressed in the future, and there would be no possibility of increasing the rest time. She would be the first to stand up and strive for more rest time, even though she knew that the boss was below and her future boss was speaking and making plans above, and she still came out to clearly resist Coach Hu.
After much thought, she realized that she used to have two days of rest, but now it has become half a day. She felt that she must strive to get back two days of rest a week.
After listening to them, Mr. Hu didn't say anything. Instead, he sat down directly, took out a laptop from his bag, opened a PPT, and projected it behind him. He stood up, holding up the pen in his hand, and wanted to talk to them seriously about how happy they were. Based on the previous break time, could they still be called an e-sports team?
"Come, all of you, look at me and see how happy you have been these past two months."
"Training forty-five hours a week, you think you're so impressive. But look at the average domestic esports team's daily training time—fourteen hours. They train for three days on average, which is equivalent to your weekly training time. Furthermore, their training time, aside from eating, drinking, defecating, urinating, and sleeping, is all spent training. They spend the entire week in the training room. A day off is a humiliation to them. Their weekly training volume is equivalent to your two and a half weeks of training."
"After a month, you can calculate how much training time you have missed. They don't have a week off. I'm giving you half a day off, you should all go back and be happy. Why are you still complaining about me giving you half a day off?"
"Compared to other esports teams, do you know how much happier you are?"
"Given the length of your training today, tell others that you are an esports team and see if you will be laughed at by your peers."
"I know some of you might say they are devils who have accepted this kind of life and duration, so that's fine."
"These past two days, I also visited another company to check out their esports team's training schedule. You're familiar with this team; it's the one you played against at 5:30 PM a week ago."
"Do you know how many hours their e-sports team trains every day?"
"They train for twelve hours a day, from nine in the morning to twelve at noon, with a half-hour break for lunch, and then they continue training. In the afternoon, they train from 12:30 to six in the evening, and then they eat for half an hour. After lunch, they train until ten. Sometimes, even their teammates are reluctant to leave the training room after ten. They know that if they want to participate in the KPL competition, they have to train harder than any other team."
"Every time their team goes to play against an outside team, win or lose, I ask one of their players, and you know what he says?"
"The teams that lost to them did so because they encountered weaker teams. As for the teams they lost to, they didn't consider them as their next training targets. They always trained on teams that were two or three times stronger."
"Look at them. This team is just like yours. They're also in Pengcheng, and you've played against them before. You know their strength very well. Losing to them isn't shameful. The shameful thing is that you can't even train as long as they did."
Coach Hu saw that they were speechless after hearing the facts he brought out, and he knew that it worked. Although these data were not from the KPL professional teams, they were also from other large-scale domestic game teams similar to theirs, and the daily training hours of many e-sports teams.
"Then... Coach Hu, let's start training."
At the table, the more steady Tingting finally spoke at this time.
Coach Hu's well-reasoned speech convinced each of them, including Yao Yixiuan in the audience. After listening to Coach Hu's words, Yao Yixiuan realized how ridiculous and absurd the training plan and duration he had previously formulated were. The training time of other teams could easily surpass his own.
No wonder they often make mistakes in competitions. Coach Hu directly attributes this to insufficient training time. Yao Yixuan agrees with Coach Hu's thinking on this point.
Before, she found that this team often had people asking for leave for various reasons, and they always liked to slack off at work. A training game could be over in half an hour, but they could play for an hour, sometimes even two hours. Later in the game, you could see them water skiing like crazy.
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