When Chu Sheng was sleeping, domestic netizens were in trouble because of a Weibo post by Wei Jiang.

"Guizumi, this guy actually wants to eat beef noodles before the game!"

"Don't Chu Sheng know about the beef noodle before the game? Otherwise, how could he order such things in a Chinese restaurant?"

"Chu Sheng still doesn't understand the fear of being dominated by beef noodles. Fortunately, Youweijiang, who was traveling with him, gave some advice, otherwise Chu Sheng would have to become a good match tomorrow."

Even Xiaobai and Su Xiaomu knew about the beef noodle meme, and sent messages to scold Chu Sheng.

After all, there are some mysterious powers from the East that cannot be ignored.

When Chu Sheng woke up, he saw the information on his phone, he searched it again and took a deep breath.

Tickling his head, his sleepiness instantly dissipated: "Good, it turns out that this beef noodles still have such a history, but fortunately I didn't eat it!"

Chu Sheng woke up and looked out the window at midnight, and he couldn't rest too early in the afternoon. This sleep replenished all his energy.

When he arrived at the training room, Chu Sheng stared at the two tactical boards for a long time.

Deducing tactics in my mind, all the experiences of the ten Gun Gods and Chu Sheng’s own views and ideas began to collide and merge with each other.

Every gun god has his own expertise, and no more than a dozen gun gods are exactly the same.

Chu Sheng stared at the two tactical boards, the pictures of the past games were vivid in his mind and began to flow in his mind.

Standing on the shoulders of the giant, Chu Sheng could see wider things and broader his vision.

Chu Sheng had never played any games before, but he was very sensitive to numbers and had things that other gun gods did not have.

Three people go together there must be my teacher.

The original separate and independent consciousness and experience of various gun gods, under the connection of Chu Sheng's thinking, began to merge into a unified idea dominated by Chu Sheng's thinking concept.

The ten Gun Gods have their own strengths and weaknesses.

The mottled and complex conscious experiences in my mind gradually began to merge, forming Chu Sheng’s unique tactical ideas.

This was an opportunity, and even Chu Sheng himself never expected it.

I was originally planning to be familiar with tactics and strategies in my mind several times. After all, in the game, the fighter planes change rapidly. Only by being familiar with your own routines can you immediately respond accordingly.

But Chu Sheng did not expect that after the system was upgraded, the consciousness and experience of the ten gun gods in his mind were filled with. Because this time, Chu Sheng's thinking began to gradually merge from the state of division to the opposite, forming Chu Sheng's unique set of tactical thinking consciousness.

The tactical ideas derived based on Chu Sheng's proficiency in mathematics and physics focus on ingenuity and sensitivity to time.

It is like a high-quality and sophisticated instrument, and the errors are controlled within a very small range.

Accurate and exquisite, just like a fully handmade Swiss watch, creating the most accurate mechanical watch with manpower.

Chu Sheng's eyes shone, his brain was running at high speed, and his eyes were full of the light of knowledge.

By the time Chu Sheng’s own theoretical system was formed, the window was already bright, and even at the far end of the dark starry sky, a trace of whiteness gradually appeared, and dawn came.

Chu Sheng originally woke up in the middle of the night and became familiar with the tactics, but inexplicably, he integrated the consciousness and tactics of the ten gun gods, and truly turned them into his own things.

Hundreds of deductions in his mind consumed a lot of energy, but now his energy was exhausted like discharge, and his brain was drowsy and tired.

With his staggering steps, Chu Sheng returned to his house and fell asleep.

Chu Sheng woke up again, but was woken up by Xiaojue.

Sleepy, he opened his eyes and looked at the rabbit, Xiaojue and Lion, all of them gathered at Chu Sheng's bedside and looked at him, feeling like a hospital watching the patient.

"What are you all here for?" Chu Sheng felt panicked. All of these guys came over to watch him sleep, which made Chu Sheng feel a bad feeling.

"Tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk, Captain, you came back yesterday afternoon and fell asleep. After sleeping for more than ten hours, you haven't woken up yet!"

Xiaojue was amazed. He was afraid that he would have to sleep to death for more than ten hours.

But looking at Chu Sheng again, after being woken up by the disturbance, he was still tired, which made the three of them take a breath.

Didn't this guy Chu Sheng sleep enough? It's really hard to believe that he looks like the person who stayed up late after sleeping for more than ten hours?

"Captain, you wouldn't have run out to wander outside in the middle of the night and come back early in the morning, right?" The little lion raised his eyebrows. There are many places abroad, and there are legal places. This hint is already very clear.

"What are you thinking about? What time is it now?"

Chu Sheng rubbed his temples and found a way to make himself more awake.

"It's already 7:30 in the morning, and it's time for us to pack up."

When Chu Sheng heard about time, he was suddenly furious.

The competition started at nine o'clock in the morning, and it was still half an hour from the manor to the venue. Now there is no time to prepare for Chu Sheng.

The blank space in his mind was bombarded, Chu Sheng quickly turned it up from the bed and began to wash and clean up in a hurry.

I got to the dining table and stuffed a glass of milk, and then took the bus with the other three and rushed to the main venue.

When I arrived on the bus and leaned on the seat, my tiredness surged up again like a devil, controlling Chu Sheng's two eyelids to fight.

The three friends of Suihan looked at Chu Sheng's condition and frowned, a little worried about the captain's mental state.

I had a break early yesterday, but today's condition is worse than usual, which makes them very worried about the competitive level of today's competition.

Even Sun Hao, who was leading the team, looked worried and looked at each other with the three friends Suihan, not knowing what was going on.

Chu Sheng didn't leave the manor last night, and he lay down to rest in the afternoon. His appearance is so heartbreaking.

"Can it really happen to be a beef noodle attack?" Xiao Jue was a little frightened.

Has the curse of beef noodles in the League of Legends circle been spread to the PUBG now?

"Don't talk nonsense. I just mentioned it yesterday, but I didn't even click it in the end. How could it take effect!"

The topic of beef noodle was left unresolved, and the three of them whispered, hoping that Chu Sheng could recover as soon as possible in this half hour drive and face the best condition to deal with the competition.

The bus arrived at the main venue of the invitational tournament. After Chu Sheng was woken up by his teammates, he was still tired.

This expression made the other three teammates worried.

I originally thought that I could have the opportunity to perform well, but after all, the schedule of the first day is still the most familiar TPP mode.

If you want to achieve good results, you expect the TPP mode to be more reliable than the FPP mode.

But Chu Sheng is like this now, I'm afraid he will be difficult to fight TPP mode.
Chapter completed!