read_content_up;After several guests left after dinner, the spacious restaurant was left with Mo Shanxing and his cousin Bai Lengran, and a 1-year-old child who was sleeping soundly in his arms.

"Cousin, I'll come here. Don't you have to let the guests leave and do business?" Mo Shanxing followed Bai Lengran to sit down at a table behind the Deathwing model in the middle of the restaurant. This restaurant is very distinctive. There is a 3-meter-long Deathwing model in the middle of the restaurant, and the dining table is arranged according to this head of the Boss. There are two tables in front of the Boss, two tables behind the two tables, and four tables behind the Boss. There are 6 tight tables behind the Boss. The placement of the entire restaurant is completely different from other restaurants. Some places are very empty, while others are very close.

Mo Shanxing could see at a glance that the decoration of this restaurant was designed based on a wave ss battle. There is a brand "tank" on the two tables in front of Deathwing, which means the position of the tank. If you are a tank in the team, just sit in this position for dining. If it is a treatment, it is behind the tank or in a dense position on the other side. The ranged output is behind the treatment, and the melee output is behind the wave ss, mixed with a treatment position. Professional players or players come over and choose positions according to their profession attributes. No one will choose the position of the tank to sit comfortably. They know clearly that the position of the "tank" is the most uncomfortable, because next to it is the final wave ss in the game. Even if you are eating, it still feels a little uncomfortable to adapt to such a wave ss in front of you.

On the second floor of the restaurant, there are multiple room communication areas and a mentor area. If professional players or players encounter some questions, they can come in to ask questions. As long as the owner has time, they will be happy to answer them.

"Xiaobai, did you lose in the arena?" After sitting down, Bai Lengran did not answer Mo Shanxing's question and asked him back.

"Well, I lost, it's ugly to lose!" Mo Shanxing nodded.

"Yes, you finally lost!" Bai Lengran smiled, took out a can of Coke from his pocket and handed it to Mo Shanxing, and said, "I held the child and helped me open it."

Mo Shanxing didn't know what his cousin meant. He took the cold soda and pulled the buckle hard. As a result, the soda suddenly sprayed out. Mo Shanxing's clothes were wet and Coke was still bubbled.

Just when Mo Shanxing was trying to curse, Bai Lengran said: "Single, in the competition among professional players, it's like this can of Coke. If you win, it'll shake it, and if you win, it'll shake it again. When you lose, it'll be like the buckle you just opened. The more you win, the easier it will be to spray you with Coke, which makes you feel very angry."

Hearing the metaphor of cousin Bai Lengran, Mo Shanxing stood there, not knowing what to say.

"When you start to go to the arena, do you think you will win as usual when you took the Coke can, just as if you won't spit it out even if you open the Coke?" Bai Lengran looked at Mo Shanxing, who was stunned and continued: "Slow down and take your time. You will adapt slowly in the future. The more you win, the more you feel that you can't lose. The more you lose, the more you lose, the more you feel that you won't win. If you lose a few times, you may not come to me today."

Seeing that it was a one-way thinking and not speaking, Bai Lengran continued: "Xiaobai, have you learned something all the time in the arena? Or, you learned something before and then looped around. What you learned should be how to maintain your honor and keep your winning streak, right?"

Mo Shanxing had nothing to say. When he thought about it carefully, it was true. At first, he did play very well in regular games, winning consecutively, creating results that others could not surpass, and gaining a lot of attention. But later he felt the pressure this honor brought to him. If he didn't want to lose, he had to invest more time, and invest more time means that his time in the game would be reduced, and even if he worked overtime, it would be difficult to make up for it. Later, he thought not to improve his skills, but to maintain honor, in order to win more people's admiration and endless applause from the audience.

"Honors are confusing in the youthful and frivolous era. My cousin once lost and wasted a lot of time. It's really funny to think about it now. I used to work hard for a three-game winning streak, and then win seven-game winning streak, and then there will be more. But in the end, I didn't have the chance to win in a row to the Emperor Cup." Bai Lengran smiled self-deprecatingly.

After a pause, Bai Lengran continued: "Xiaobai, don't pursue short-term honors, what you want is the highest honor. When you get it, all the honors in the past are clouds. You have to make a choice, do you want a winning streak record or the Emperor Cup? Do you want to maintain a record that no one can surpass, or leave yourself in the history of the Emperor Cup? If it is the former, just continue. If it is the latter, I hope you will be awake. The arena venue is to exercise skills, not win honors for you. Sometimes losing is not really losing, but let yourself put down the pressure. As long as you feel that you have won, then don't challenge everyone, you have to take it. If there is no technical value or pressure, don't play with them. Also, if you lose, don't challenge others blindly, and have to win back to prove yourself. A real professional player does not have to win all the way, just win a few key games."

"Cousin, I understand!" Mo Shanxing seemed to have figured out something at this moment. He had been in conflict. Should he let go like this, or would he challenge the shaman Domon, the horned horn, and win back his own honor? Now he has finally let it go. Sometimes he can't let go because he cares too much and is stubborn.

Bai Lengran looked at the child holding in his arms and said, "Xiaobai, do you know what mostluabplayer is?"

"mp? Best professional player?" Mo Shanxing didn't know what my cousin asked. Since he was a professional player, who didn't know mp?

"Before the Emperor Cup, don't be the team's mp. Wait until you really stand in the team open, and then you can fight for the Emperor Cup's mp!" Bai Lengran knew that Mo Shanxing didn't understand what this sentence means, or only those who have experienced the Emperor Cup once would know it. He explained: "Everyone wants to be the team's mp, but in previous Emperor Cups, the most outstanding professional players in the Emperor Cup are often not the team's mp. Now do you understand why Angus from your team was kicked out of the main team by your coach?"

"Cousin, I don't understand!" Mo Shanxing didn't like to use his brain. He never knew why Angus was directly proposed to the team leader by the Dark Fire Team after he got the Crystal Cup and Artifact Shield.

"Xiaobai is Xiaobai, it's right to call you Xiaobai!" Bai Lengran didn't expect that he said so clearly. Mo Shanxing didn't understand it yet, and explained again: "The team's mp is like a winning streak in an arena venue. It often bears a lot of responsibilities. The more responsibilities there are, the less time he has to take into account many team tasks. In this process, he will gradually tend to PE. By the time he is in the real PP team open, he is used to this model, and it will be difficult to change."

"The real Emperor Cup mp should be like the White Bear and Jack of the Tianqi Team. After enough PEs, it will suddenly be frozen and naturally transformed into slowly becoming a PP player. Or you don't pay attention, these two people will only stay in the arena venue for a while, then go back to the game, and wait for a while before going back to the arena venue. The opponent you meet may come out in this cycle." Bai Lengran said about White Bear, as if he had forgotten something, and said, "Yes, Xiaobai, forget to tell you. Last time my uncle called and said that White Bear was his son, that is, your cousin, and if you meet him in the future, you can help. Well, there is also that Niu Buer. You should know that he was born two days later than you, your cousin. And, and, Jack is White Bear's half-brother! Don't tell White Bear these, because there are many misunderstandings in the middle, which is difficult to explain for a while. Just know..."

"The relationship is very complicated, cousin, what's going on?" Mo Shanxing didn't know at first that the tall and powerful Niu Buer was his cousin, and he only found out later. He only saw him when he was a child, but he had never seen him later. If he hadn't called home last time, he wouldn't have known about it. What he didn't expect was that Bai Xiong was his cousin, and there must be a story here.

"We are the most embarrassing people in the family. You should be more motivated and don't be embarrassed anymore. Use the Emperor Cup to prove to them that it is not a way out for politics or business, because your interests or hobbies are the best professional players, it is also a matter of glorious ancestors." Bai Lengran remembered that he was outside for years, and every time he went back, he was scolded by people, and was very unhappy. He couldn't do all this. He hoped that Bai Xiong, Niu Buer and Mo Shanxing's "rebellious boys" in this era could go against the will of heaven. "The Qingming Festival is two weeks after the Emperor Cup. When you go back to worship the mountain, you can domineeringly tell your ancestors that we are professional players! Haha, I have been dreaming for many years..."

"Yes, we will definitely work hard! The Emperor Cup is definitely one of the three of us." Mo Shanxing was a little excited when his cousin said that he had become a laughing stock of the family when he talked about playing games. Fortunately, Niu Buer was at the bottom, otherwise he would be even more ugly.

"Haha, then I'll give you another word!" Bai Lengran said before, and someone said that he had told him, and he really realized it himself in one sentence: "Don't be anxious, take your time!"

Don't hurry? Take your time?

When Mo Shanxing thought about this, the child in Bai Lengran's arms suddenly woke up and started crying, and the two of them stopped saying it. When Mo Shanxing went back, he kept thinking about this sentence. This time, Mo Shanxing understood a lot and gave him a lot of surprise. He didn't expect that the opponent he could not defeat was his cousin, but he didn't know why this cousin called Bai Xiong, a strange name.

"Cousin Bai Xiong, I wonder what level you have reached now?" In Mo Shanxing's opinion, Bai Xiong is definitely an mp of the Tianqi team. After the coach is interested in training, he will definitely make a big splash once he appears in the team open team in the future, just like the opening ceremony of the last Open.

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