League of Legends: Reborn in Season 3, Tuning the Entire League

Chapter 151 Mindless and unhappy

Ring! Ring ring! Ring ring ring!

NXG Youth Training Camp!
At 10 a.m., Li Weijun's alarm clock rang on time.

"what!"

Driven by instinct, Li Weijun raised his right hand, ready to slap this electronic waste that cost him 50 yuan but disturbed his sleep every day.

However, the young man abruptly pulled his hand back just before it reached the edge.

With a face full of displeasure, even a hint of anger, she rolled out of bed.

"We can't fight! We can't fight!"

"Emotions are signals, not enemies. Emotions are signals, not enemies..." Li Weijun silently repeated this to himself three times, constantly reminding himself of the club instructor's words.

He got up at this time not because he slept in, nor because he indulged himself last night. He trained until almost three o'clock. Professional training is his job, and he gets paid by the club. It's not like he's neglecting his duties by playing games.

Dad won't hit you without a reason anymore!
After glancing at Xiao Duan and Long, who were still asleep on the next bed, Li Weijun quietly strolled into the bathroom and looked in the mirror.

"How was it adjusted again?"

"Oh, right, it's a breathing technique."

I recalled the physiological regulation method my mental health teacher taught me: inhale for four seconds, hold your breath for six to seven seconds, and then exhale for eight seconds.

Repeat the process three times.

Next, from the toes to the scalp, it's tight... Damn, this is so difficult. It's easy to tighten the toes, but what's with the scalp being tight?

Do you frown?
Although he wasn't doing it perfectly, Li Weijun could clearly sense that his frustration from waking up early was gradually calming down, and his heartbeat wasn't as fast as when he first got out of bed.

"It seems that yesterday's feeling was not an illusion. Following the teacher's instructions, this method is indeed effective."

After washing up, Li Weijun left the dormitory. As he closed the door, he deliberately pinched his hand, forcing the action of slamming the door into a gentle pull and slow release.

"coming?"

Mo Ziye's expression was no longer as stern as it had been during the conflict in the training room; instead, a faint smile appeared on his face.

"Manager, is Ms. Li... not coming today?"

"Teacher Li has a public class today, and she asked me to supervise your training afterwards."

"You've done well these past two days... Come to think of it, Teacher Li rarely praises people."

Mo Ziye continued talking to himself, it was unclear whether he was speaking to Li Weijun or someone else.

He opened the drawer and took out a rather thick player profile: ID: Vasilii!

"Tell me about when your emotions erupted yesterday, the trigger, your physical reaction, and how you dealt with it."

Li Weijun said solemnly, "Around 23 p.m. last night, I was playing duo queue with Moon as support. During a team fight, he insisted on initiating by diving into the backline, and as a result, I was ambushed and killed by an assassin, ruining a team fight that could have been won easily."

"Because I reminded him before the team fight, but he didn't listen and threw away a team fight with a huge advantage. I had repeatedly reminded him before the team fight started, but he insisted on doing it his own way. At that time, I was so angry that I felt hot all over and my chest felt stuffy and suffocated."

"And the reaction?"

"Anyone want to make a move?"

"No, no." Li Weijun waved his hands repeatedly and said, "Manager, you can check the surveillance footage. I really didn't do anything. When I felt I was about to lose control, I ran outside the base and calmed down for three minutes using Teacher Li's method."

“Well controlled.”

With a rustling sound, Mo Ziye wrote in Death's Declaration's emotional diary, "Here's another suggestion: if it's not your fault, after you calm down, you can ask the assistant coach in the training room for help. Generally, after the game, we require players to resolve disputes with each other, especially in the bottom lane like yours, as soon as possible."

"We'll solve problems when they arise and resolve conflicts when they arise. You're teammates and partners, not enemies."

"Good coach."

"Also, let me tell you, no matter what your previous environment was like, or how you developed the habit of being irritable and subconsciously resorting to violence to solve problems, there's something I want to remind you again: in the adult world, right is right and wrong is wrong. You don't need to argue with anyone, nor do you need to use your fists to prove anything."

"Rules are everything. When others make mistakes, they are breaking the rules. When you throw a punch, you are also breaking the rules."

“And once you break the rules, society’s way of dealing with it is not like school or home. It will be very direct, but sometimes if you are within the rules, it will make things very easy for you.”

Li Weijun seemed to understand, but only nodded subconsciously to show that he was listening attentively.

Mo Ziye wasn't annoyed. He waved his hand to indicate that he could leave. "Go eat breakfast. Don't eat too much, but you can't skip it either. There's still a while until lunch, so eat small meals frequently."

"Also, you can exercise, but you can't overdo it with weightlifting, and you definitely can't cut out carbs. Cutting out carbs is another reason why you're irritable."

"Oh right, after breakfast, the club's morning training hasn't started yet. Could you go and water the potted plants on both sides of the club and in the training room, and also change Little Milkshake and Little Lucky's cat litter while you're at it?"

The cat that Mo Ziye mentioned is related to the psychology teacher, Ms. Li, whom the two of them just mentioned.

The current NXG club youth training camp was originally a building that the "Cognitive Science Academy" was renovating to conduct research on adolescent psychology.

It's unclear which leader received the suggestion from the "Idea King," but considering that esports professional players are generally young and most of them are students who left school midway, there's a lot to be done in terms of mental health research.

So thanks to the school, these buildings were temporarily rented to NXG for free as a youth training camp. Furthermore, Li Yan, a senior psychology professor from the Institute of Cognition, volunteered to serve as a psychology consultant. NXG only needs to have Professor Li lead a few students to conduct psychological courses and communication with the players on a regular basis.

In terms of appearance alone, the youth training base is even more beautiful than the main base. The double-layered greening layout of "outer ecological barrier + indoor landscape nodes" was designed by students from the School of Cognitive Science. They also asked friends from the design institute to create a surrounding landscape belt on the outside, while the indoor areas, such as training rooms and activity halls, are decorated with themed potted plant combinations.

Taking into account the physical and mental health of the young athletes, the training base carefully arranged green landscapes during the planning and construction phase and introduced two adorable mascot cats. According to Professor Li, a psychologist, this approach combines natural ecology with interaction with cute pets to create a vibrant and warm growth environment for the trainees.

The two adorable celebrity pets given away for free by Teacher Li's students—a golden shaded cat named "Milkshake" and a Ragdoll cat named "Lucky"—have completely captured the hearts of these young people in just a few days, exceeding their mission of relieving stress and providing companionship after the competition.

Yeah, it's the simplest kind of routine: complete tasks to get cat food and dried fish to feed the cat.

The tactic is old, but it's a fatal blow to a group of internet-addicted teenagers who lack parental involvement in their lives and have only games for company.

……

"Ah I?"

Li Weijun pointed to himself with his right index finger, as if he had heard something unbelievable. "Watering the flowers is fine with me, but can't you find someone else to scoop the litter and pour the cat food?"

"They're so clingy. They always climb all over my legs and I can't get them off."

He was genuinely afraid that if he accidentally hurt those two little devils while feeding the cats, the rest of the youth training camp would definitely fight him to the death.

Everyone else is manageable, but he really can't beat Jiang Hong's two-meter-tall humanoid titan.

"You're trying to negotiate with me? Fine, I'll rate your test score as failing and then I'll find someone else?"

"No, no, no, manager, I suddenly realized that I'm actually a cat lover. Milkshake and Little Lucky are so cute..."

laugh……

Seeing Death's declaration of death looking like it was about to be executed, Mo Ziye couldn't help but burst into laughter in the office a few minutes after the other person left.

As expected, the person who knows these LOL professional players best is their own teammate, who is also a professional player.

Imagine a burly, rugged boy from Northeast China having to deal with two clingy little devils – the thought alone is hilarious.

Boom!Boom!
After laughing for a while, there was another knock on the door.

Mo Ziye quickly composed himself, reverting to his usual meeting demeanor, and called out, "Come in!"

"coach!"

Slim and petite, wearing black-rimmed round glasses, Mala Xiangguo walked in and stood blankly in front of Mo Ziye's desk. His Adam's apple bobbed up and down on his pale neck, and his eyes showed a hint of nervousness.

"You should have finished all the tasks I gave you yesterday, right?"

"Hmm, I've almost remembered it."

"almost?"

"No, no, no, I remember it all, I just said it offhand."

Mo Ziye smiled faintly, tapping his fingertips on the table: "What you need to correct most is this habit of yoursing."

"Okay, do as I say, I'll ask and you answer."

"How can you be so incompetent? How can I express this more tactfully?"

"Um...you can practice some more and get more familiar with it."

"What do you know about baskets?"

"I think we can try another approach!"

At the desk, one person was standing and the other was sitting; one asked a question and the other answered.

It's hard to believe that a gaming team labeled as a concentration camp for internet addicts would actually have an "endorsement" component.

The incident involving verbal abuse and physical violence against Mala Xiangguo and Death Declaration was not only dealt with by Death Declaration; Mala Xiangguo was also included in the rectification plan.

After learning about their personal upbringing and family circumstances, the club's proposed solutions for the two individuals, one being to use psychology to train them, and the other being to put pressure on them by empathizing with them.

What kind of pressure is it?
Study pressure!

Unlike Death Declaration, who first engages in self-reflection and self-awareness regarding his tendency to make careless remarks, many people are simply unaware of how poor their emotional intelligence is or how they offend others with their words.

First, we'd play role-switching games in practice matches. After each game, during the replay, Mo Ziye would stand beside you and relentlessly put pressure on you. "Is your jungle clearing route arranged by constellations? You clear the east side and the west side lights up again, you're a master of time zone differences in the Rift!"

"Hey, you're a community worker who comes to deliver warmth and care, and you deliberately went up to make up the difference for someone who was 300 yuan short, right?"

"F4 says it's lost and asks if you want to buy a GPS navigator?"

"Your route for capturing people is more convoluted than a maze. Are you putting on a spy movie for the other side?"

"I suggest changing Smite to Flash, so your teammates won't be able to catch you."

"Stop invading! The enemy jungler says he wants to become your apprentice, specifically to learn how to 'reverse-farm' your carry."

"Red buff's dying words: I've never seen such an outrageous jungler in my life. Being reckless and being brainless are two different things, don't you understand?"

He would criticize someone for every mistake.

Jiang Ming happened to observe and discovered that his manager, Mo, was also a talent. He could rant and rave without using any vulgar language, and he spoke with great eloquence. If he were in the Zu'an District, he would definitely be a founding patriarch of a sect.

Finally, on the evening of the second day, when Lao Mo, showing no mercy, was about to continue the personal stress training for Mala Xiangguo, Mala Xiangguo, who felt like he was back in electrotherapy, finally couldn't help but beg for mercy.

"I suggest replacing your jungle item with a lunchbox, so that you can at least eat on time when the jungle respawns."

"This map has a field of view that's even more open than the Sahara Desert; I suggest applying for a nature reserve!"

"Unfortunately, the two classic lines I just came up with today are no longer needed."

Mo Ziye secretly regretted it, but it was precisely because of this that the scene before him had come about. This was the second stage of training for Mala Xiangguo – language communication – which involved replacing aggressive vocabulary.

Every day, I give him a dozen or so lines of dialogue to practice in front of a mirror, constantly changing his speaking speed and tone. Not only do I upload the video to him for review that night, but I also give him a quiz the next day.

"Observational: You should have provided timely support during the team fight just now."

"Feelings: I'm worried that playing like this will slow down the pace of the game."

"Requirements: Could you please communicate your location next time?"

"Hmm, not bad, you pass."

A dozen minutes later, Mo Ziye finally nodded in approval amidst the expectant look in Mala Xiangguo's eyes, who seemed utterly hopeless.

……

Apart from Mala Xiangguo and Death Declaration, the club's other youth training players strictly followed the club's rules to get up, wash up, and then go to the canteen for breakfast.

After having a light breakfast and feeling a little full, we went to the open space in front of the base to wait for the team's health manager to lead us in morning exercises.

"Morning!"

"morning!"

Did you meet your KPIs yesterday?

"finished."

"I almost died of fright when I solved the review problem right on time."

"Holy crap, you actually finished it! I got two points deducted again..."

"Hey bro, I guess we'll have to say goodbye to you next week."

"Don't even mention you, several more people left the two dorms next door today. I heard they were so engrossed in playing ranked games they were sick of it. I don't know how much longer I can keep going."

The waiting period was one of the few moments of freedom for these young people.

Once upon a time, a few internet-addicted teenagers would get together, and the air would be thick with the hormones of ranking up. Their passionate discussions about hero combos and the exhilarating thrill of a pentakill seemed capable of lifting the dormitory ceiling.

But at this moment, the countdown to KPIs replaced the exciting background music at the start of the game. When cold words like "deductions," "performance," and "turnover rate" swirled on their tongues, even the most die-hard gamers tacitly chose to remain silent.

League of Legends? — That's work!
It seemed that only every few days or so would they personally experience the truths spoken by the club management, and there was not a single word of deception directed at them.

Only a dozen or twenty players remain from a single youth training session, which is indeed a large number...

"Come on, adjust your breathing, two, two, three, four, follow my movements and do it again."

Just as Jiao Yang was leading the second round of exercises, Death Declaration, who had finished watering the flowers and feeding the cat, and Spicy Hot Pot, who had finished reciting his lessons to the manager, "coincidentally" returned to the morning exercise group together.

"Humph!"

"Humph!"

Their eyes met silently in the air. The conflict was temporarily put to rest by the club's strong intervention. However, the youthful powder keg on the gaming chair was only put into a temporary dormant countdown. The unexposed taunts and unresolved disputes would not simply disappear because of the special training for individual personality flaws.

The current situation suggests that they are locked in a power struggle, secretly vying for dominance.

However, to be fair, these young people, despite their antics, are incredibly talented and have great potential.

While other players need to painfully adapt to practicing their basic skills for half a day, for them it's just a matter of playing one or two more games.

From then on, the basic skills training sessions before each day's formal training would at most be considered hand-warming games.

……

At 14:30 p.m., after a full day of training, debriefing, and repeated training sessions, before the start of the rally race, White Crescent, as an assistant coach for the team, arrived at the youth training camp to give the athletes a knowledge-based explanation.

"It's not just the outside audience; I think you've probably always been wondering about one thing: why is it that when everyone is using the same heroes, and there's not much difference in their skills, and they're all doing vision control, NXG is still able to crush other teams and win?"

"This question is related to the understanding of operations that we're going to talk about today!"

"Let me ask you a question first." White Crescent looked at the players in the conference room and asked, "Does anyone know what constitutes effective strategy after taking down one of our first towers?"

"Change routes around the duo?"

After a few seconds, Zhao Hao, who had moved from the top lane to the mid lane, raised his hand and answered.

White Crescent's eyes lit up, gesturing for Zhao Hao to continue. "Go on."

"Um, I discovered this problem while watching our team's match videos during a break."

"I noticed that although Ming has repeatedly emphasized the strategic importance of the top, mid, and jungle, the bottom lane is still the central position of the game. I wonder if liberating the bottom lane would mean the end of the early laning phase."

"After watching about twenty more game recordings, I dared to make a decision."

Twenty or so matches recorded, and you only have this much time in just over half a month?

Inside the room, many people's eyelids twitched violently.

Good, good, good, I've found a hidden scroll king.

Everyone else is exhausted after training and goes back to the dorm to rest, but you, on average, spend more than one game's worth of recording time every day.

No one expected that Zhao Hao, who was eliminated during the trial training, would show such brilliance after only a few days of accepting Jiang Ming's advice to switch from top to middle lane and consciously develop in the direction of game analysis and coaching.

The destruction of a tower signifies the end of the laning phase.

Inside the meeting room, everyone was a highly skilled individual. They simply hadn't paid attention to such details in their daily lives, but once someone brought it up, they quickly became engrossed in thinking about it.

This tower, and it must be the next tower.

Because the bottom lane has a dragon in the early game, but the top lane doesn't, and after the turret disappears, the AD carry is relatively fragile, and the support is behind in level and equipment because they don't need much gold. If the bottom lane becomes longer and they lack protection, they are easily killed.

In ranked matches, once the bottom lane turret falls, both the winning and losing teams will choose to switch lanes.

If the bottom lane's first tower is destroyed, and the AD is still stuck in the bottom lane farming, claiming it's to let the support roam, or if the top and mid laners don't realize the need to trade blows, believe me, the outcome of this game is already decided.

With Zhao Hao's introduction, White Crescent continued the conversation, summarizing the various knowledge she had gained from training the team under Jiang Ming's guidance: "If the first tower is destroyed, the laning phase is considered over. So where should the duo lane go? Mid or top?"

"This actually depends on the resources on the map. If the dragon isn't taken before the first tower is destroyed, then the dragon will be a very important point of engagement in the next few minutes."

In other words, the duo lane must be in the middle lane!

In the crowd, Xiao Duan silently gave himself his answer.

"If the dragon has already been taken, and our bot lane is a standard tempo-based combination, then we should prioritize switching to the top lane. This will free up the top lane and achieve multiple benefits."

"Top laners don't need to worry about trading blows or kiting; they just need to clear minions, push the lane, or control the wave. Once they have an advantage in the minion wave, it's like having another jungler on the map who can move around at any time."

White Crescent sighed, "Before joining NXG, I was the captain of Wayi Spider and had a few encounters with Ming."

"Back then, after each game, I would feel very confused. Why was it that even though everyone was doing the same thing, and I couldn't see any strange moves in the post-match review, I was still being led by the nose by NXG during the game..."

"From a god's-eye view, you might think, 'Why not go for the kill when you could clearly gank?' or 'The opponent is all alone,' but you feel like you're facing a massive army. When you finally can't resist and think the opponent is isolated, you go in, only to find that the enemy is actually lying in ambush. Or, one second you think you can get a kill on a lane, but actually, several big guys are waiting for you to go in..."

"Later, after I left the players' perspective and came to the club, and got up close to the first team's voice communication channel, I realized that this thing is called operations."

The white crescent moon pulled out the map of the canyon. "For example, here, after Ming chose to switch top and bottom lanes, the Huayi duo was preparing to push the first tower to exchange for gold. But Xiao Shitou smelled the scent and came immediately. With the top laner and jungler at a level advantage, the duo was completely unable to fight back. So we not only gave away a double kill, but the top lane was also pressured and could not develop. The rhythm was completely destroyed."

With the duo eliminated and the dragon taken, Hua Yi's jungler moved up to protect the top laner. Jiang Ming's command changed to have the duo laner rotate to the mid lane, cooperating with him and the top and junglers who had taken the dragon, and directly bypassed the mid lane.

"The mid-lane tower has disappeared!"

The white crescent moon was circled in red in two exaggerated areas, and the pen tip made a soft thud due to excessive force.

　Speechless. This chapter was released after being reviewed. Please let me know if there are any missing words or paragraphs.

　　
　
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