Chapter 98: A little bit closer. (1/2)

Wei Xiao’s brain was very good, and he remembered things very quickly. As he was having his wrist, shoulder, and spine massaged, he’d really memorized many things.

Doctor Chen praised him, “Really smart.”

Wei Xiao’s lips curved in a smile, “It’s because you teach well.”

Doctor Chen became even more attentive when she spoke with him.

The Brother Cai who was to the side was dumbfounded. He thought to himself that Wei Xiao was really able to take down men, women, the young, and the old; was there anyone he couldn’t coax?!

He asked Wei Xiao, “What are you learning this for?”

Wei Xiao: “Learning more never hurts.”

Brother Cai: “Do you even want to be a physiotherapist after you retire?”

Wei Xiao thought about it, “It’s not impossible…”

Thinking about being a physiotherapist for his boyfriend was quite exciting, what should he do?!

Brother Cai rolled his eyes, “You really have a wide range of interests.”

Teaching and educating people, hammering people in e-sports, providing physical therapy…

Brother Xiao was a real character, he really didn’t act like a human.

The end of the holiday and the team physiotherapy – all of this heralded the start of the competition season.

With the intensive development of training competitions, the sleepless nights that belonged to internet addicted youths had officially begun.

The training plan that Chen Feng gave to the players was actually quite scientific.

They were to gather in the training room at 10:30AM to collect their individualized tasks for the day that needed to be completed in their free time.

Training matches began at 1PM. Depending on the arrangements, they might run until until 7PM.

After 7PM was the time when their coach would go over the game replays. The specific duration would depend on the level of the players’ mistakes and Coach Chen’s mood.

If he was in a bad mood, it would be three hours. If he was in a good mood, it would be two hours and 59 minutes.

Yes, this was what e-sports was like. They had to ‘race against the clock’.

Then came their ‘free time’, where the players also had to complete their live broadcast quota for the month.

FTW treated them quite well. The minimum time for live broadcast was 18 hours. If they were short on money, they could broadcast for longer (with a higher profit percentage), but they couldn’t exceed 30 hours a month.

Although it was ‘free time’, Chen Feng, as a top coach in China, had his own set of methods.

He would make a personal training plan for each of the starters every day. They were all different, targeted for the player, and extremely systematic.

Back then, Yue Wenle had just been brought into the team by Bai Cai. Other than his recklessness, everything else could be considered shortcomings.

Chen Feng had only trained him up for a month, but God Le was now able to make rapid progress. His frost hunter had now won a position in the ban spots of the BP link for the domestic competitions.

Wei Xiao was very eager to give it a try and was very much looking forward to Chen Feng’s private, individualized training plan.

Until he got his first training plan on the first day.

Wei Xiao: “…………”

Chen Feng: “What?”

Wei Xiao waved the A4 piece of paper in his hand, “Just this?”

Chen Feng: “Just that.”

Wei Xiao’s personal training plan was simple and clear. It could basically be divided into the following three items––

First, double queue with Bai Cai.

Second, double queue with Yue Wenle.

Third, double queue with Ning Zhehan.

Wei Xiao was incredulous, “What about the captain!”

How come he had to double queue with everyone else, but the captain wasn’t included!

Chen Feng squinted at him, “Do you still need me to make arrangements for you to double queue with Close?”

As someone who wished that they could stick to the captain and never sleep, was it still necessary to write it into the plan? Typing was very tiring, okay?

Wei Xiao: “……”

Wei Xiao looked at Ning Zhehan and Yue Wenle’s meticulous, densely packed personal training plans and was very unconvinced, “Coach, I feel that you’re just being perfunctory with me.”

Chen Feng’s face was cold, “Hand it over.”

Wei Xiao’s eyes lit up, “Exactly, hey, this plan is too rough, it should still have…”

As he spoke, he watched as Chen Feng added a line of text in handwriting that looked like a line of dogs crawling over the paper, its ugliness on the same level as as Coach Chen’s devil poster––

Fourth, double queue time with Close should not exceed two hours.

Wei Xiao: “…………”

He suspected that the coach was targeting him, and he even had enough evidence to support it!

Objectively speaking, Wei Xiao’s individual training plan was something that the entire coaching team had pondered over.

This kid…

He was too good.

Throughout the winter training, he’d played in many games, including games against global strong teams.

Every game, every segment, at every point in time, he’d done the best that he could.

It was actually quite a scary thing.

In a match that lasted 40 to 50 minutes, it was normal for players to make mistakes, and it was more incredible to not make any mistakes at all.

However, Wei Xiao really was such a player.

His rhythm, speed, and efficiency in the jungle were all very high;

His gank consciousness, judgement, and timing were all extremely accurate;

His personal operations were also at an extremely high level. He could always play out the ultimate damage with his existing farm…

If a problem really had to be pointed out, then Wei Xiao had exposed some shortcomings during the games against Yuan Ze and Kim Sung-hyun.

However, these shortcomings.

Even Chen Feng, who was good at training and planning, couldn’t make up for these shortcomings through just personal training.

These shortcomings could only be constantly tried and corrected during competitions and through continuous understanding. There were no shortcuts there.

In the end, the coaching team’s advice was––

Avoid making Quiet into the next Close.

The team had to grow together.

What Wei Xiao needed to do the most was to cultivate tacit understanding with his teammates.

And his teammates would also be able to get used to his rhythm through playing double queue games with him.

As FTW’s new jungler, Wei Xiao had the ability to control the rhythm of the game, and his teammates also should have the ability to keep up with his rhythm.

Days that were busy and packed always passed quickly.

It seemed that in the blink of an eye, there was only two or three days before the opening of the regular season.

After eight days of open-hearted study, Wei Xiao felt that he’d gained a sense for massage and therapy.

Doctor Chen was massaging his wrist, “… The theory is there, but the technique still needs practice.”

Bai Cai, who was to the side, rolled his eyes: Beast Wei is really capable, he even managed to fool Doctor Chen into accepting him as an ‘external disciple’.

It was likely that Ms. Chen herself didn’t understand how she’d started teaching a promising e-sports player how to massage!

These words moved Wei Xiao, “Yeah, I need to practice.”

Brother Cai tilted his head to look at him, “Sir Xiao, you can do as you like, but don’t try to practice on me.”

Wei Xiao looked at his thin arms and legs with disdain, “Dream on!”

If he was going to practice, he’d look for the captain.

The captain’s wrists, forearms, shoulders, spine, chest, abdomen…

Couch, cough, he’d gotten a little distracted. Massages probably didn’t include the chest and abdomen, right?

FTW’s group training generally stopped at around 11 o’clock and the rest of their time was free time, but Chen Feng would come to the training room after 2AM.

Sleeping too late wasn’t conducive to long-term development.

These days, Wei Xiao followed Lu Feng’s rest schedule.

When the captain left the training room, he would follow at his heels.

It was too pitiful not to get at least a good night’s kiss after working hard for a whole day.

Wei Little Xiao couldn’t stand this level of grievance!