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Shen Ning carried her laptop to the bed, dimmed the lights, lay down, closed her eyes, and rested, making the most of every moment to relax while patiently waiting for their reply.
In fact, because the proposal was of good quality, there were no major changes. Most of the discussions were about details, which were tedious and time-consuming but not complicated. In addition, with Han Wenqing overseeing the process, it was approved quickly after a few revisions.
At 2 a.m., all the work was finally finished.
She should have taken the time to rest, but that was precisely the time when the competition in Zurich was about to begin.
She hadn't watched the live broadcasts of previous matches; she always watched the replays the following day.
But today is a battle of life and death.
Moreover, Zhang Xinjie and Zhang Jiale will both be playing, climbing another peak of glory with teammates who are both familiar and unfamiliar to them.
Shen Ning recalled the phone call she had just had with Zhang Xinjie, which seemed to have caused some friction.
They think they're arrogant, but what are they really like in their own eyes?
A strange feeling suddenly welled up in his heart, mixed with a bit of fighting spirit, and quickly dispelled his drowsiness. He closed his computer and reopened it. Chen Ning took a quick shower while the two of them didn't have to play in the individual competition. He returned just in time for the most crucial team competition.
They were only one point behind in the previous score, and a victory in the team fight would be enough to turn the tide.
Shen Ning had never been so nervous, perhaps it was the innate sense of national honor that everyone is born with, or perhaps it was because there were two people on the team.
Perhaps it was some other strange emotion she hadn't yet figured out.
She really, really wanted them to win.
But I never expected to win so spectacularly.
Amidst the boiling cheers of the home crowd, Shen Ning originally thought that they would adopt a tactical layout similar to Tiny Herb, which focuses more on strategy and teamwork. No one expected that they would adopt a self-destructive and extremely risky strategy, which made all the team members excited.
Zhang Jiale, Zhou Zekai, and Zhang Xinjie delivered a performance that defied expectations.
Originally a ranged attacker, the dazzling array of flowers directly closed in on the enemy knight, and unsurprisingly, was controlled by the knight at close range.
Just when everyone thought Zhang Jiale was about to be eliminated, Zhang Jiale and Zhang Xinjie simultaneously unleashed a Explosive Flame Grenade and a Holy Healing Spell, directly taking down the Knight in a suicidal attack, while just managing to leave Hundred Blossoms with a sliver of health.
In such a high-level international competition, what use is a mere bloodline?
Just as everyone was dumbfounded and couldn't understand why they would use such a tactical one-for-one exchange without any strategy, Baihua Liaoluan, under the cover of her teammates, rushed towards the enemy's core, the battle mage controlled by the captain, attempting to replicate the previous move to deplete the enemy's health.
Do you think the same trick will work again?
The opposing captain's words were full of disdain.
Not to mention that tactics can be strategically evaded the second time.
With Holy Healing still on cooldown and Hundred Blossoms only at 4% health, even the Heavenly King himself couldn't save him.
Furthermore, the explosive grenade cannot be used immediately again; one can only use other low-damage moves to perish together with the grenade. Even if one takes the next attack head-on, there will not be much loss.
Moreover, he had no intention of taking the hit head-on.
As expected, Baihua Liaoluan pulled out a low-damage explosive grenade, and the opponent immediately dodged to the opposite side of the damage trajectory.
After Baihua Liaoluan fell, before the opponent's sneer had even faded, he was suddenly shot in the head. Looking at his health bar, he realized that half of his health had been cut off.
Barrett Sniper!
Before he could even utter a curse, a hail of bullets followed. Zhanfa immediately dodged, while simultaneously searching for the sharpshooter amidst the smoke.
The moment he saw Yi Qiang Chuan Yun standing right in his blind spot, he finally understood the true meaning of this self-destructive tactic.
The dazzling self-destruction wasn't meant to take the knight away, nor was it to reduce his health; it was meant to paralyze him!
In order to prevent him from repeating the same mistake the knight made, he must dodge in the opposite direction of the attack's trajectory!
Once his dodge direction is predicted in advance, the probability of a sharpshooter in the blind spot hitting his head will increase significantly!
The Barrett sniper rifle is not only the most damaging move for sharpshooters, but it also has a terrifying effect that doubles the damage when it hits the head!
wipe!
With less than 40% health remaining, how could he withstand such offensive damage? Even though he managed to reduce the health bars of Yi Qiang Chuan Yun and Ye Yu Sheng Fan who came to support him, he still couldn't stop this storm-like onslaught.
After the team's core player fell, the opponent's tactical system was immediately disrupted. Shi Buzhuan and Soksar, two tactical masters, were both on the battlefield and quickly launched a new offensive. Shi Buzhuan completely abandoned healing and focused on stacking buffs on the attacking team members. Soksar brought the restraint strategy to its extreme, and Ye Yushengfan unleashed all his power without regard for the consequences.
In the end, only One Shot Through the Clouds remained alive. With only 3% health remaining, he defeated the last opponent and narrowly won the match.
Swords and curses, flowers and healing, and a single shot that pierces the clouds, unrecognized by gods and demons.
The five players put on the most violent, destructive, and terrifying performance since the start of the season.
For 30 minutes, Shen Ning felt like she was suffocating the whole time, as if her heart was about to burst.
It wasn't until the golden wings of "Honor" appeared on the screen that my body finally burst out of the deep sea and breathed the air I had longed for.
That's amazing.
Shen Ning considers herself to have seen a lot of the world since childhood, and even if she is impulsive at times, she will only talk back. She can control her extreme emotions very well.
But at that moment, she couldn't help but burst into tears.
That's the allure of competitive sports.
It is the yearning to cross mountains and seas and glimpse the light of the sky.
It is a courage and glory that someone sitting in an office and only focusing on numbers can never understand.
In the Tyranny team's group chat, everyone was spamming "Awesome!"
Before the match, almost no one was optimistic about the team's chances. Even those who cheered for the national team in their words, hearts, and actions all knew how difficult it would be to win.
But they still won.
The victory was both exhilarating and exhilarating.
Without hesitation, Shen Ning took out her phone and sent a completely unwritten message to Zhang Xinjie and Zhang Jiale.
Chen Ning: You guys are really amazing!
Chen Ning: Congratulations!!!
After sending the message, Shen Ning opened the team group chat again, like a primitive, thoughtless animal, driven by instinct, wanting to share the joy of victory with them.
Chen Ning: Awesome!!!
This revelation not only surprised Han Wenqing that she hadn't rested, but also made the others even more excited, as if adding fuel to the fire.
Bai Yanfei: Shen Ning, you weren't asleep either?! That's awesome!
Qin Muyun: Ningjie is so excited she's saying "Awesome!"!!! Holy crap, this match is truly legendary!!!
Chen Ning: That's right! A godhood!!! The vice-captain is a god!!! Zhang Jiale is a god!!!
Zheng Chengfeng: This is the first time I've seen you use so many exclamation marks!
Song Qiying: That's really amazing! This method of dealing with battle losses could be a textbook example.
Chen Ning: You can all do it! You can all do it! Everyone in our Tyranny team can be that powerful!!!
Chen Ning: Yes, you can do it!!!
Bai Yanfei: Oh my god, Chen Ning, are you crazy with excitement?
Zheng Chengfeng: [Facepalm.jpg]
Qin Muyun: Sister Ning, you're so aloof and reserved!
Chen Ning: You guys can all play such good games!!!
Chen Ning: I believe in you!!!
Song Qiying: Sister Chen Ning... calm down...
Han Wenqing: Why are you acting crazy instead of sleeping?
Chen Ning: Captain! I can write ten more proposals!!!
Bai Yanfei: Oh my god, are you working overtime??
Zheng Chengfeng: Could it be that writing the proposal drove you crazy...?
Bai Yanfei: What time is it? Captain, are you even human?
Han Wenqing: Go to sleep, everyone!
Shen Ning herself didn't know why she was so excited, as if she were drunk and intoxicated, typing wildly while tears streamed down her face.
After closing her laptop, she turned off the light, crawled into bed, covered her head, and slowly took deep breaths in the quiet, dark night. Only then did her tears stop.
After calming down, I opened my phone and saw what she had just sent. I immediately slammed the phone face down on the bed, hardly believing that I had said those words.
It's so embarrassing. Her usual image of being poised, rational, restrained, elegant, and poised is completely gone.
Sure enough, they felt they were absolutely right to be arrogant.
They're so arrogant they're ashamed to show their faces.
Luckily, I'm still on holiday and won't see many people, otherwise it would be so awkward when I go back to work.
jingle.
When the notification sound for a new message rang, Shen Ning was particularly reluctant to look at her phone, but thinking that it might be that the plan needed to be changed again, she could only reluctantly crawl out of bed and open it.
Zhang Xinjie: Did you stay up all night to watch the game?
He's the vice-captain...
It seems she doesn't hold a grudge against him or her.
Sure enough, winning the game put her in a better mood, and she wasn't even angry about her previous disrespectful remarks to her superiors.
Chen Ning: The competition is quite important, and besides, it's only once in a while that I'll stay up all night.
Just seconds after the message was sent, Zhang Xinjie called.
Startled by this, Shen Ning quickly cleared her throat to make sure her voice wasn't hoarse from crying, and took two breaths to keep her breathing steady.
"Vice-captain?"
"Even for young people, it takes at least three days to recover from staying up all night."
Shen Ning sighed helplessly upon hearing this: "You called specifically to say this?"
"No." Zhang Xinjie was in the far end of the corridor outside the lounge, making a phone call while slightly moving his right hand against the wall.
"I've read the plan in the group chat. It's very well written. Thank you so much for your hard work."
"Ah...it's nothing, it's nothing."
"And congratulations on the match, thank you."
He remained silent for a moment.
She realized that this seemed to be the final outcome of the previous phone call.
come on.
Thanks.
Perhaps emboldened by the crying, he said in a deep voice, "You said 'thank you' six hours ago."
"...It's only been 6 hours." Zhang Xinjie, who always pays close attention to time, was somewhat disappointed. "It feels like this battle has been going on for a long time."
He paused for a moment, then returned to the mindset of the competition, having just been teased.
She imagined the end, with the sharpshooter's clothes standing forlornly amidst the chaos, swaying in the wind and smoke.
"It was a long time... like two armies fighting fiercely for days and nights on an ancient battlefield, leaving a sea of blood and floating corpses. Only one general, carrying a sword, covered in blood and with blood in his eyes, saw the sun he hadn't seen for a long time in the crimson. And the sun was also crimson."
Shen Ning spoke with the utmost artistry and desolation, but Zhang Xinjie actually laughed: "It seems you have a deep impression of Zhou Zekai. Want me to get you an autograph?"
After all, he was the only one left alive.
He shook his head, lost in the darkness: "The general is just a figure of speech; each and every one of you is that general."
"……Thanks."
"This time, it was less than a minute since I last said 'thank you'."
Zhang Xinjie smiled again.
Shen Ning asked, "Do you think I'm being arrogant again?"
"More accurately, it should be pride."
"pride?"
"Yes, it's an innate quality that you've developed over the years, which must be a result of your identity."
Shen Ning didn't avoid the topic: "You knew?"
"I don't know. Neither the manager nor the captain has said anything, but I can roughly guess the direction."
“Is that so…” Shen Ning told him without hesitation, “I am Shen Zhongxing’s daughter.”
She didn't know why she told him, let alone why she told him at this time.
But Shen Ning was somewhat looking forward to his reaction.
There was a moment of silence on the other end, and Zhang Xinjie finally spoke after a long while.
"The chairman of Guanghao Group...can you tell me?"
As expected, Zhang Xinjie remained as calm as ever.
Shen Ning didn't seem disappointed: "I've already told you, why are you still asking if it's okay... But it's best not to ask for anyone else."
"Um."
It should have been a very profound topic, but the two seemed to understand each other implicitly, or as if they already knew each other's thoughts, and neither of them continued the conversation.
Shen Ning abruptly switched back to the topic of the match: "That tactic was your idea, wasn't it?"
"Yu Wenzhou has also taken the stage."
"Unlike him, more like your style."
"Oh? I thought my image in the team was that of a serious and calm person."
“Outward personality traits and inner character are not always completely consistent.” Shen Ning shifted her body, making herself more comfortable against the headboard. “Those who can stay in Tyranny all have a sword in their heart.”
The image that Shen Ning had just described immediately flashed into Zhang Xinjie's mind—a general standing atop a sea of blood and corpses, sword in hand.
“You’re right. What you see on the surface of someone’s personality might be a deception.” Zhang Xinjie paused, then said, “Like those things you said in the group chat.”
Chen Ning's face flushed instantly.
Can we please stop bringing up such embarrassing things?
"You can forget about it." Shen Ning said this with a sense of utter despair.
"There's nothing wrong with that. If you continue to act the same way, you'll probably find it hard to achieve your goals."
He calmed down, wanting to say something but unable to speak.
My face, which had just felt hot, was cooled down by a sudden chill down my back.
Her goal is to become a true manager of the company, a high-level manager, a manager who is convincing and can lead the company to long-term success.
No matter how well she works, starting from the bottom, if she doesn't truly feel and identify with esports, she won't be able to lead Tyranny to a better future.
Is that what Zhang Xinjie meant?
Instead of giving a direct answer, she countered with, "And you? Have you ever lost control?"
Zhang Xinjie answered calmly: "I cried when I won the championship that year."
"It's a bit hard to imagine," Shen Ning chuckled softly, "the vice-captain taking off his glasses to wipe away tears."
"It still seems unbelievable when I think about it now."
"What does it feel like?" Shen Ning asked.
Was it like she just now, acting out of control?
"...I'll tell you next time I feel that way."
"Then why not hurry up? Just win the World Invitational Championship."
Zhang Xinjie smiled: "I hope so."
A strange phone call at night led to a strange agreement, and the two people seemed to have taken a strange step forward.
Chen Ning finally felt sleepy: "Is it almost time for the press conference?"
"10 minutes left."
"Then you should get ready quickly." Shen Ning glanced at her watch; it was almost 4:30. She could sleep for another two hours.
A voice calling his name came from one end of the corridor, but Zhang Xinjie did not move. He remained leaning against the wall, his expression still serious and dignified.
Previously, I was certain of Chen Ning's abilities and believed she could handle any job well.
But now he is truly convinced that Shen Ning can become a part of the team and share the same goal as all of them.
"Calm down." Zhang Xinjie called out to her before hanging up, "Let's work hard together for Tyranny."
A concise and to-the-point reply came from the other end: "Yes, Vice Captain."
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