PFC Chapter 25: A toast to you from Want Want Milk!
Chapter 25: A toast to you from Want Want Milk!
"Niu Bo Yi!"
"Awesome!"
"Do they really dare to come?"
"I'm not leaving, buddy? There are guys behind me."
"Wuhu, Brother Golden Horn, we've come to arrest you."
In the second training match, BJBS experienced immense suffering in the first fifteen minutes, but then became incredibly joyful in the next fifteen minutes, and even more so in a super-extra ...
Okay, don't ask.
The question is, when you have a mid-laner whose individual skill is so great that they can solo kill Zed with Orianna and whose command and decision-making surpass even Zhuge Liang, you'll only laugh even more wildly than them.
During the operation phase, just as ADG was about to group up and push up, Fu Shiyan had already directed his jungler to cooperate with the duo to quickly push down the bottom lane tower, trading one tower for another. While maintaining an equal economic record, they gained half a wave of minions out of thin air to control the dragon.
His vision control was even more terrifying; he practically guided Li Rui on how to place wards and which key wards to place before team fights.
The accuracy rate is frighteningly high, and the prediction of ADG's rhythm is nine out of ten correct.
From Mo Laoban's perspective, the problem isn't with their own mid-laner, but rather that ADG themselves didn't consider everything thoroughly.
As a result, even though ADG had an economic lead in the mid-game, they were always behind in terms of map vision.
With the field of vision secured, Fu Shiyan's subsequent strategy to turn the tide became much simpler.
Order now!
After ganking the top laner, gank the mid laner, and after ganking the mid laner, dive the bot lane.
In the mid-term, BJBS went from an economic disadvantage to taking the lead by completely wiping out ADG's entire workforce.
Thirty-eight minutes in, the first dragon fight.
ADG attempted a forced rush, but it was thwarted by Fu Shiyan's precise entry timing. He used his R-flash and invulnerability to initiate the team fight in the last two seconds before the enemy jungler's Smite cooldown expired, and the shockwave hit four people. BJBS took over the Baron at the cost of two for four, and their gold was 1,500 ahead.
Forty-six minutes in, the second dragon.
As for why it was delayed until this time, it was simply because Fu Shiyan wanted to further prepare his four teammates for the professional development stage.
Reduce the frequency of commands to allow several BJBS players to get used to the pace of the late-game professional stage through practice.
ADG's extremely poor resilience exceeded Fu Shiyan's expectations.
The mere fact that they were overtaken economically threw the five of them into disarray.
In a life-or-death situation, the five of them hesitated for a full twenty seconds near the dragon pit.
They dare not fight, yet they are unwilling to leave.
On the other hand, the four sand soldiers connected to the Shurima network did not hesitate for a moment. When Fu Shiyan said "Open", everyone's skills were all thrown at Baron. The mid laner did not even bother to attack, and no one paid any attention to the ADG jungler Elise when she got close, until the dragon's blood was splattered all over the five people's screens.
The ADG training room was completely silent.
Yuan You's roar got stuck in his throat, turning into a muffled sigh.
The logistics assistant stared at the screen for a full ten seconds, then slowly took off his glasses, his voice dry, and acted as everyone's mouthpiece:
"This is... the kind of macro play that four masters could pull off?"
……
evening.
BJBS narrowly won their training match against ADG with a score of 2-1.
"Let's go, let's eat!"
In high spirits, Boss Mo waved his hand and led his team toward a seafood stall not far from the internet cafe.
"Crabs and lobsters are plentiful; eat as much as you want today."
"Boss, two cases of ice-cold beer, please!"
No champagne.
However, for his team, which was just starting to gel, being able to defeat an LSPL league team under the leadership of mid-laner Tongtiandai, Boss Mo was extremely satisfied and prepared to have a drink to celebrate.
"That Xiao Li, where's your eye for detail? Isn't she pouring wine for the thigh?"
"Hehe, right away, right away."
Li Rui deftly pried open a bottle of beer and handed it to Fu Shiyan, but Fu Shiyan politely declined with a smile.
"Boss, you can drink alcohol, I'll just have a soft drink."
Whether it was strictly adhering to club rules and regulations when he was a professional player in his previous life, or the requirement for absolute mental clarity after transitioning to coaching, alcohol was always the thing he avoided at all costs.
Why are you all looking at me? Drink if you want.
Fu Shiyan smiled.
If he were still in the original world, still the champion coach with countless honors, he would definitely stop the four BJBS guys from drinking. Even management like Boss Mo, who took the players out for barbecue and beer, would be scolded, and might even be reported to the board of directors and sent away on the spot.
Now...
In this parallel world, esports is still in its infancy. Let alone a city championship team hastily assembled by an internet cafe owner and four random players, even the top LPL club often sees players drinking alcohol.
Right now, the boss is still leading the way, so he certainly has no reason to interfere with other people's choices.
Furthermore, he understands the principle of not speaking too intimately with someone you don't know well.
No matter how much Boss Mo values himself, he's only known him for two days, and he's only played a few games with his four teammates. The idea that leadership qualities alone will make everyone listen to you—that's only true if you open your own shop.
Speaking of which, Fu Shiyan owes his success in rising from a player to a position as head of the coaching staff without succumbing to alcohol and women too early on to the advanced management philosophy of his first club.
Just as Fu Shiyan's thoughts were racing.
Boss Mo laughed heartily and then sincerely slapped himself. "Hahaha, oh my god, look at the stupid thing I did! It's good that I didn't drink, it was the right thing to do."
Upon hearing this...
After demonstrating his bottle-opening skills, Li Rui scratched the back of his head, his gaze unconsciously drifting to the boss. Confirming there was no sign of displeasure, he then looked at the other three—the meaning was clear:
Hey guys, what do you think?
Wu Chen, who had already become the number one fanboy of the mid-lane star, immediately spoke up: "Take it, take it! What ice-cold beer? I'm a professional player, alcohol will only hinder my progress!"
"Hehe, let's drink Want Want Milk. Brother Yan... oh no, boss, let's have a drink."
As she spoke, Wu Chenzhen poured herself a glass of white Want Want milk and clinked glasses with Fu Shiyan.
"I can drink or not." Zhu Dan is quite straightforward. Before, when he trained with his teammates, he would drink along with them; now that the new leader of the team has clearly stated that he will not drink, he is simply trying to change his habits.
Li Rui blinked and turned towards AD.
But Zhou Heyang was even faster – he immediately moved the wine bottle at his feet and took a can of juice from the freezer of the food stall behind him.
For a moment, the table fell silent.
Li Rui and Wu Chen exchanged a glance, both realizing that Zhou Heyang had something to say.
Zhou Heyang took a deep breath, turned around, and looked at Fu Shiyan earnestly:
"Brother Yan, I salute you."
"We all know that alcohol is poison for professional esports players who rely on their reflexes."
"But before... I didn't have any long-term plans. I was just trying to make a living by playing in the city championship for Boss Mo."