The Silver Wing representative gave Fang Zhao a few more words of advice and gave him an analysis of the past and current situations as well as past examples. If he just wanted to get some gold plating and find a springboard, then a difficult advanced course like "Twelve Tones" was best left unattended. In his opinion, Fang Zhao was the same as the other celebrities the company had groomed in the past. He was just going out to get some gold plating and had no need to enroll in this sort of advanced course.
Furthermore, "Twelve Tones" was notoriously difficult to enter and difficult to leave.
Taking 10,000 steps back, even if Fang Zhao managed to get in, he might not be able to obtain a graduation certificate. There were also cases of people failing to obtain a graduation certificate and being asked to leave.
It wasn't that the representative was looking down on Fang Zhao, but Fang Zhao was not old enough. In the past 20 years, there had been no students younger than 40 who had managed to get in. Even if there were any before that, they were all geniuses among geniuses.
Age meant qualifications, experience, and fundamentals. Without sufficient accumulation, it would be hard to compete with others.
From the company's standpoint, the representative also did not wish for Fang Zhao to take the exam. Fang Zhao's popularity was currently flourishing. He was a movie star and an ambassador. His reputation in Yanzhou was very high, but if he did not pass, it would be hard to avoid being criticized for overestimating his capabilities and biting off more than he could chew.
Fang Zhao was not surprised by the company's reply. After he had made his choice, he had not thought of using the company's connections to get in. He also knew that this special advanced course was very difficult, but he still had to take the exam to know whether he could get in or not. If he could not get in, what was the difference and how big was it?
Fang Zhao needed to learn even more new knowledge. And the majority of advanced courses were actually just places for people to get some gold plating. The quality of the courses was much worse than "Twelve Tones." Fang Zhao had only made this decision after comparing the courses of many advanced courses.
If he could not get in, then he would take the postgraduate course at HuangArt or HuangMin.
The Silver Wing representative saw that he had no way of persuading Fang Zhao to change his mind. After the call ended, he immediately reported to his superiors that news of Fang Zhao's advanced studies had to be suppressed. If Fang Zhao could not get in, it would be a loss of face.
After contacting the representative, Fang Zhao memorized the interview questions. He looked at his schedule and contacted Wayne to confirm the time to train the company's e-sports team.
After dinner, in the Silver Wing e-sports team's internal chat group, Captain Jinro sent a message after summoning the entire team.
"I just received a notification. Manager Wayne wants Zhao God to give us a group training. The time will be 9 am tomorrow. The training venue coordinates are yet to be determined. All team members are to gather at the company punctually tomorrow morning."
Within the team, the new and old team members had different reactions when they saw the news.
The rookies were so excited that their faces turned red. "W-We can participate too?"
One of the old team members twitched the corner of his mouth. "Didn't you hear it? The captain said 'all members'! You can't escape. "
The clueless newbies: Super excited! Super excited!
The veteran team member gave him a pitying look. Then, he began to think about how long he could last after going online tomorrow.
A rookie asked again, "Captain said to go to the training ground? Which map? Do we know each other well? Which team were they up against this time? Would it be an exchange match or something else? What's the difficulty level? "
An old team member said, "It's not a foreign exchange competition. It's just internal training. There's only one opponent, and the difficulty is S-class. "
"S class? Doesn't that mean that it's a super high-level one? "
The rookies were flabbergasted, but they continued to rub their palms in glee. They wished they could run to the online platform and shout a few times to let everyone know that they were going to cross swords with the legendary God Fang Zhao!
Unfortunately, those with such thoughts were stopped by the captain and vice-captain. The reason was that it was an internal training and couldn't be made public. If they really wanted to hold it in, they could at most tell their close friends or relatives.
Seeing this bunch of excited rookies wanting to go out and have a few waves, the veteran team members sighed in their hearts. It's good to be ignorant.
The next morning.
Fang Zhao went online using the gaming helmet at home. Normally, this head-mounted gaming console was for Curly Hair to play with. His 10th-generation console was left at Silver Wing for Jinro and other professional e-sports players to use. He didn't get it back for this time's group training either.
Silver Wing's gaming department arrived at the company early and started preparing.
The department manager, Wayne, strolled over with a cup of tea at 8: 55 pm.
"Oh, you're all here."
After greeting the members of the coaching team, Wayne pulled over a recliner and sat down. For the sake of the team's development, he had applied for quite a bit of funding over the past two years and signed a few well-known coaches to form a coaching team.
There was a large screen in front that displayed in-game scenes.
The training ground's coordinates had been decided on the spot this morning. Captain Jinro had chosen a new map that neither side was familiar with.
Wayne opened the lid of his cup and took a sip of tea, revealing a smile that was full of memories. No one knew if he was reminiscing about the mellow fragrance of the tea or some past scene.
When the time was up, the game officially began. Wayne wasn't in a hurry. He looked at the timer and said to the coaching team, "Fang Zhao will give them 30 seconds to think about their strategy and one minute to act."
"For a new map, isn't this time too short?" a coach asked.
"In a bit, you will realize that the online time is even shorter. Don't focus on Fang Zhao. If you can't keep up, focus more on the team members, especially those newly signed this year. See where they are lacking. "
Coaches who didn't understand Fang Zhao's style were very curious when they heard Wayne's words.
After a minute and a half of preparation time.
Du — —
The notification of going offline rang out.
A new team member was in a daze. He raised his hand to touch his forehead and mumbled, "Just now … I think I got a headshot."
"It's not 'think'," a coach couldn't help but say.
Had this kid become stupid after being hit so hard?
"That shouldn't be. I hid it so well." That newcomer still didn't believe it.
Du — —
Another notification of going offline rang out.
A newcomer at the side stared blankly, as if he couldn't react to what had happened.
Three minutes after the preparation time, the coaching team finally understood what Wayne had meant.
The consecutive notifications of going offline made them tremble in fear. They looked at each other and saw the shock in each other's eyes.
"What frightening predictive ability," a coach said as he watched Fang Zhao's figure flash across the screen. And as his voice fell, another notification of going offline rang out.
The newcomer that the company had signed this year, the one who was famous for his high technical skills, had been knocked offline before he could show off his skills.
The veteran team members with more experience were more cautious, but they didn't last long.
As the notifications rang out, some of the team members who had been knocked offline had a look of vexation, some were defeated, and some were sighing calmly.
Jinro, who was the last to go offline, said helplessly, "They are really merciless."
Looking at the time, from start to finish, the one and a half minutes of preparation time and the last three minutes added up didn't even add up to five minutes.
"This …"
The coaching team was also dumbfounded. They suddenly felt that the standard of their team members had dropped.
Actually, the coaches also understood that it wasn't that the standard of their team members had dropped. It was that the opponent was too good.
In the match that had just gone by, there had been many times when the team members' maneuvering seemed fine, but they had been knocked offline one after another. Any carelessness, any mistake, could have given Fang Zhao an opportunity to take advantage of it.
In the past, their understanding of Fang Zhao was based on the videos and various news and analysis online. Now, they truly understood the gap. Back then, Fang Zhao had been called a point-sweeping machine and ranked first on the individual leaderboards, and it wasn't without reason.
"I told you long ago, when facing Fang Zhao, don't rely on luck!" Wayne's expression was no longer as pleased as before.
His own team members had been beaten to such a state. Wayne also felt ashamed. He had thought that this match would last for 10 minutes, so he had told Fang Zhao not to hold back. Who knew it would turn out like this!
Thirty people wiped out in three minutes! This result was simply too horrible to look at!!
"Do you need to rest?" Jinro asked the other team members.
"No need."
"We aren't tired either."
"Let's continue."
The team members quickly got into position.
The first match hadn't even lasted five minutes. Why would they need to rest?
Jinro, who had started preparing for the second match, set a small goal for himself. In the next match, the team had to last for six minutes!
However, the second match lasted for four minutes and 19 seconds, 10 seconds shorter than the first match.
The third match lasted for four minutes and 11 seconds.
The fourth match …
The coaching team was as silent as a wooden chicken.
Wayne's calm expression had long since stiffened. He didn't even drink his tea. In his heart, he secretly decided that the next time he looked for Fang Zhao to train this bunch of kids, he would definitely make him go easy on them!
When the team members came out of the gaming room, it was already noon. Their faces had an indescribable haggardness.
They had played a total of 10 matches in the morning, 30 against 1. They had lost all 10 matches in a row and were beaten to the point where they doubted their lives.
The online time and the break between each match added up to only one hour!
The rest of the morning was spent reflecting!
When the team members received Fang Zhao's analysis and summary, they were even more agitated. This was like a test paper that they thought they had done well, only to find out that it was filled with red crosses.
"How did Zhao God know that I was me?" a newcomer asked doubtfully as he held onto his bloody evaluation.
After saying that, he felt that his words were a little awkward and added, "In such a short period of time, how did he manage to match every team member? Even if there is a display for every kill in-game, with so many people and so many matches, how could he possibly recognize me? Remember? "
"That's why he is called 'God' and you are just a bystander!" When Wayne heard this, he walked over and gave the newcomer a slap. "Enough. Take your evaluation and go reflect on it! Don't be complacent just because you have some results! You just roam around all day! Look at today's battle situation. You guys are still far from it! "
The blow was too big. The team members didn't even eat much for lunch. Their minds were constantly thinking about every single scene from those 10 matches, wishing they could analyze it frame by frame.
"Manager, when do we have to wait until the next training session?" someone asked.
"With your trashy standards, you are still thinking about the next time?" Wayne snorted. "Wait until I feel that you guys have improved. Furthermore, Fang Zhao is very busy. I even helped you guys beg for half a day this morning. Otherwise, why would he waste time with you guys? He still has to prepare for his exams. "
All the team members: "…" Manager, your words are too hurtful!
On the other side, after Fang Zhao had sent out the analysis report for today's training session, he started to work hard on the sea of practice questions in preparation for the advanced course's preliminary exam. The majority of the three preliminary exams were theoretical knowledge. He had to read more books and do more practice questions.
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