FOG

After all the contracts were signed, the team began their normal operations. The next day, Zhou Huo issued the work schedules, training requirements, and management rules to everyone. These were no different from the previous FS, and they were virtually the same as those in Sacred Sword and IAC.

Everyone took a look at it and had no objections.

A lot of the time, I want to send these details for the sprayers to see. Zhou Huo held a work schedule, as he shook his head and sighed. Who the f*ck said professional players were paid to play games for free? If I were to show this schedule to them, no one would want to go pro.

During the normal training period, you must be at your computer by 2 pm every day and group training ends at 10 pm. During this time, you cant play with your mobile phone, you cant play any other games, or watch any shows, etc. You can only play FOG.

During those 8 consecutive hours, you can only be away from the training room for one hour and that already includes dinner.

What do you do after the group training? You cant rest. You have to do another four hours of personal training. You can only rest once you finish at two oclock in the morning.

During those last four hours, players can generally do live broadcasts, but they can only play FOG. They can never play any other games. When you add that all up, there are at least ten hours for training per day. Of course, this is only the basic training time.

If they were in the preparatory period, it was even more uncertain how many hours there would be. 12 hours may be possible, 14 hours may also be possible, even more than that is also possible.

There are no weekends and holidays, and each person only gets one day off per month. The specific day is subject to the teams arrangement. This day is often mixed up.

Other times, only the Mid-Autumn Festival and the New Years is given to the players as holidays, provided that there is no competition during this period. If there is, then any festival or holiday is useless. There is no vacation for eSports.

Each training match is scheduled first thing for that day. So you cant be absent or late. After the training match, youll have to watch the game replay. If you played well or played ok, you will be told so.

If you played badly then youll be scolded the entire way. After youve been scolded to within an inch of your life, then it ends.

Finally, the next time you get the chance to take a look at your phone, you can be certain that the sprayers have come right on time to pay their respects to your parents and to sneer at how much you suck at this. You could very well imagine the psychological pressure this brings.

During the competition period, the requirements for the players may be relaxed. Players can set the times themselves but they still need to guarantee at least six hours of practice. Even during the New Year or the holidays after the competition, every day, everyone must play eight high-level games.

In the club, they have a person specifically assigned to check on the player accounts situation. Playing less games or playing them badly wasnt acceptable. The monetary penalty was just a small matter.

If the management determines that the player hasnt played well enough or if he wasted away his time, they may ask the player to make up for those lost hours.

In this respect, players were training almost all year round.

Old Qiao sighed. This schedules really not that harsh. Now, there are a lot of clubs where players have to ask for permission before they leave the training room. They have to clearly state what theyre going to do, when theyve coming back.

Whether its do go eat or go to the toilet. They cant even be the slightest bit late. They have absolutely no privacy.

Its plenty harsh. Zhou Huo laughed in spite of himself. There are a lot that are stricter than this; some even to the point that theyd have to clock in and out every time they go out. But theres no need for that with us. Theyre all old players.

They know self-discipline. We dont need to supervise them that much.

Right, this much is good. Everyone already knows what they need to do. Old Qiao was filled with wonder. I spent a few months in a secondary league team during my early years and it was terrible over there. The players mentality were absolute sh*t.

If they wanted to loaf around on the job, theyd loaf around. They wouldnt attend to work and just go dating. My god...theres a reason they dont produce any results.

Speaking of dating... Zhou Huos eyes lit up, Is Yu Sui finally going to do a live broadcast tonight?

Really? Old Qiao didnt know why he would. Is he? I dont know. Whats the big deal about the live broadcast?

This isnt his first time doing one.

Zhou Huo was anxious. Early this morning, I mentioned this to Chen Huo too. His response was almost the same as yours. Dont tell me Im the only one in this team looking forward to Yu Suis broadcast?

Of course, it wasnt only Zhou Huo.

Although he has repeatedly hinted to himself that he shouldnt expect, think too much or pay any attention to it, it still weighed on Shi Luos mind.

Zhou Huo said it at the meeting that day. He suggested that Yu Sui pull a teammate to team up with him for his first live broadcast. After hearing this, Yu Sui neither agreed nor refused. No one knew how he was going to do it.

For his first live broadcast back in his home country, if he was going to pull in a teammate, then who was it going to be?

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Shi Luo knew it clearly. No matter which aspect you looked at it from, he was the most inappropriate one for Yu Sui to look for. But what Zhou Huo said was like a feather, sweeping through Shi Luos heart from time to time.

Shi Luo told himself over and over. His relationship with Yu Sui was very strange. Suddenly doing a live broadcast with him would be uncomfortable and filled with awkward silences. Moreover, this wasnt two years ago.

He was 19 years old. He had grown up and was no longer a child. He can no longer be that possessive; he cant be bothered by things like these anymore.

The live broadcast platform had already given an advance notice. Yu Sui will start broadcasting at eight oclock that night. At seven oclock in the evening, Shi Luo went to the hallway. He opened a window and smoked a cigarette, emptying his mind a bit.

You shouldnt think too much. You cant think too much. You cant expect.

After a cigarette, Shi Luo had calmed down a bit. He closed the window and returned to the training room.

The others hadnt finished dinner yet. There was only Shi Luo in the training room. Shi Luo sat down and aimlessly refreshed his Weibo. He saw the countdown notice sent by the live broadcast platform promoting Yu Suis live broadcast.

He didnt know how Zhou Huo communicated it to the live broadcast platform but it seemed that the live broadcast platform has already assumed the Yu Sui will be doing it with a teammate. They hinted at it in their countdown notice.

Shi Luo opened the Weibo post and glanced at the comments. The top comment was Yu Suis fan inviting people to watch. The second comment was Yu Suis fan helping to promote the address of the live broadcast room.

The third comment was Chen Huos fan, expressing their anticipation of Yu Sui and his old teammates team up. The fourth comment was Puppys fan, the fifth comment... The fifth hot comment was advertising and selling fake shoes.

Shi Luo: ...

Shi Luo was unwilling to give up. He scrolled through the comments. What about his fans? Wasnt anyone looking forward to seeing him?

Not to mention, wasnt his popularity second in the team?

Shi Luo irritably picked up his phone. He logged on to his Weibo side account and clicked on the live broadcasting platforms countdown post, ready to rescue his dignity. He typed: [Looking forward to Shi Shen. Shi Shen is awesome.

]

As soon as Shi Luo posted, he received several comment notifications. Shi Luo frowned. What were his fans doing? They didnt put up any presence and only when someone posts first will they post their comments in reply?

Shi Luo clicked on the comments &#k2014;

[Dont stir up anything. Our Shi Shen isnt looking for a date.]

[Dont! Dont! We just want to watch the live broadcast. Were not here to watch a fight erupt on the live chat.]

[The fans on both sides are now in a period of truce. Haters mustnt deliberately provoke any incidents!]

[Why are there so many sprayers coming over to gloat and fan the flames? Can you just not mention your Daddy Evil?]

[Our son, Shi Luo, likes to play single row. Mind your own business, okay?]

[Obviously, this is a sprayer whos using this deliberately ambiguous comment to incite discord between the two sides. What are you doing pay attention to this guy?]

[Brother, delete this comment, okay? Our Shi Shen clearly doesnt have any interest in teaming up with him.]

[Delete it. ]

[Delete it +1]

[Delete it +2]

Shi Luo pushed down on his anger and deleted his side accounts comment. He now understood why none of his fans were commenting.

His fans were...truly considerate.

Shi Luo no longer looked at Weibo and logged onto his account to queue up for a game.

Half an hour later, Chen Huo and Puppy came up after eating. As they used to do before, they talked for a while then sat down at their seats and began to queue up for a game.

After another ten minutes, Yu Sui also came upstairs into the training room.

Shi Luo took a deep breath. He didnt look up and put all his attention into his game.

Fifteen minutes later, at exactly eight oclock.

Yu Sui started broadcasting.

When the notice was issued at seven oclock, Yu Suis new live broadcast room was already 10 million in popularity. When he officially launched the broadcast, the popularity directly rose to 30 million.

Although the live broadcast popularity does not represent the actual number of viewers, it was still very rare for the popularity of any live broadcast to reach this magnitude.

Yu Sui didnt open his webcam. He only opened his mic but didnt talk much. After opening the broadcast, he opened the client and started to adjust the game settings.

Chen Huo and Puppy had just finished a game. Chen Huo looked at the time and hurriedly said, Yu Sui started broadcasting? Come on, come on. Lets give him a reward.

Chen Huo exited the game and opened the live broadcast interface to give Yu Sui a reward of 20,000 yuan. He didnt forget to say, You better remember to pay back the favor when I do my live broadcast. Dont forget!

Puppy also went to send him a reward. Afterwards, they both continued to play.

Shi Luos fingers moved lightning-quick on the keyboard. After taking down one of the opponents, he frowned slightly.

What was with everyone sending him rewards? He himself...

Shi Luo took a deep breath. He pretended not to have seen it.

Shi Luo played this round very quickly. He led his three teammates to seize the enemys resurrection stone, directly and efficiently ending this match.

It wasnt noisy in the training room. Save for Chen Huo occasionally cursing at the teammates hed been teamed up with, only the tap-tapping sound of the keyboards and mice could be heard.

It was actually Yu Sui, who was doing a live broadcast, thought that was the quietest among them.

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Zhou Huo came up and stuck his head in and looked around. He slipped to Yu Suis side and whispered, You havent started playing yet?

Behind the computer screen, Yu Sui quietly said, I havent finished adjusting the game settings yet.

Okay, okay. Hurry it up a bit. Zhou Huo couldnt help glancing over at Shi Luo. He didnt dare say anything though because Yu Sui had opened his mic. He then slipped away.

Shi Luo moved his cursor over the [Single Player] option on the game client. Just before he could click on it, his in-game friend interface lighted up.

Shi Luos finger paused and opened the friend interface.

[Awa]: [QAQ, Shi Ge, Ive fallen out of the top 500 on the national server. If I cant get back in it by the end of the month, theyre going to deduct from my salary. Can you take me with you for a few games?! I beg you to take pity on poor Wawa!]

[Awa]: [Shi Shen, please help me again. I promise this will absolutely be the last time! 55555...]

Shi Luo stared at Wawas message for more than half a minute before replying, [Add me.]

Wawa quickly teamed up with him.

Shi Luo clicked on the [Paired Player] button.

Shi Luo chuckled.

It seemed like it wasnt meant to be.

In any case, it was impossible now. Shi Luo hadnt opened a live broadcast, so he wasnt afraid the fans would see. The other people in the room were even less likely to see his screen. So, while waiting to enter the match, Shi Luo simply opened Yu Suis live broadcast.

Yu Sui had just pressed the option for a single row.

Yu Suis live broadcast was exploding in popularity. Message after message filled the barrage.

[Welcome home, Whisper. May you spend your remaining years here.]

...

[TAT, I finally managed to see Yu Shen in a domestic live broadcast. Im so grateful!]

[My roommate asked me why Im crying. Huhuhu...]

[Yu Shen, we wont be unreasonable and ask that you open your webcam. We only ask that you say a few words, please?]

[Did you queue up for a game? So excited!]

[Didnt the broadcast platforms advance notice say that he might be teaming up with someone?]

[Dont ask for a team-up. A single row for his first broadcast is plenty good.]

[+1, single row is good.

[Its starting! Its starting! So excited...]

Shi Luo and Wawas team-up also entered their match. Shi Luo closed the live broadcast and focused on the match.

Wawas recent drop in points was too severe. Shi Luo playing in matches outside the range of the top 200 in the national server, was simply asking him to massacre passerby players. He didnt need to expend a great deal of effort. Shi Luo and Wawa, won match after match.

Shi Luo played it absent-mindedly but the more Wawa played, the more excited he became. He lavished Shi Luo with praises in the friend interface.

[Awa]: [Shi Ge is awesome!!!]

[Awa]: [Shi Ge is the best striker!]

[Awa]: [Evil can get points even with his eyes closed!]

[Awa]: [The worlds best Shi Ge! ! ! ]

Shi Luo let Wawa sing his praises until his head started to hurt. After a match, Shi Luo was about to simply block his friend interface when Wawa sent over a message.

[Awa]: [...]

[Awa]: [Shi Ge, Yu Shen sent me a message. ]

[Awa]: [QAQ Hes asking how long Im planning to play. What does that mean? ! !

]

Shi Luo froze for a moment and subconsciously reopened Yu Suis live broadcast.

The barrage in Yu Suis live broadcast room had exploded. Comment after comment had piled on top of one another until absolutely nothing could be made out through them. Shi Luo turned off the barrage and his eyes were drawn involuntarily to Yu Sui and Wawas chat.

[Free-Whisper]: [How long are you still planning to play for?]

[Awa]: [Yu Shen? *Frightened* Why are you looking for me? ]

[Awa]: [I, I, I, I... I still need five or six matches so I can get back to the top 500. Whats wrong? ]

[Free-Whisper]: [Is this a convenient time for me to stick you into another team up?]

[Free-Whisper]: [Ill let Chen Huo take you.]

[Awa]: [Eh? Yes, of course, but Chen Shen already said before that hed be decommissioned if he played with me again. Is he willing to play with me?]

[Free-Whisper]: [Hes willing.]

Shi Luos Adams apple bobbed. This...what...does...this...mean?

Even more shocking for Shi Luo was that Yu Suis fans in the live broadcast room were filling the barrage to bursting.

The next second, Shi Luos own friend interface lighted up once again. Shi Luo clicked it open

[Free-Whisper]: [Wawa wants to team up with Chen Huo. Want to team up with me for a while?]