After a happy meal, when he returned home after the meal, Tang Muzhou left early because he had something to leave.
Xie Mingzhe was going to go back with Chen Xiao, but Chen Xiao lowered his voice in his ear and said, "Xiao Xie, go back first, I will stay here tonight and won't go back. Help my brother pack his luggage and help him move tomorrow."
Xie Mingzhe knew that he was deliberately supporting himself, so he nodded and turned to go out.
At the door, Tang Muzhou was waiting for him, Xie Mingzhe asked doubtfully, "Senior brother, didn't you leave?"
Tang Muzhou smiled: "Chen Xiao asked me to take you home by the way, get in the car."
He took Xie Mingzhe to the open space near the villa and saw a red luxury sports car parked there.
Xie Mingzhe used to be poor and could not afford a car, but a man's love for cars seems to come from his blood. Although he can't afford it, he often reads the introduction of various cars on the Internet. In the earth age, he especially likes red sports cars, Ferrari, Porsche, etc. He is very happy after looking at the pictures.
Today's interstellar era is full of hover cars, and the price of this private sports car is still very expensive. Tang Muzhou's car, which Xie Mingzhe saw on the Internet, is a new one released this year, and it costs tens of millions to say the least. The exterior design is particularly beautiful. The smooth body lines exude a bright luster in the light. The whole body is like a sword, showing the beauty of metal machinery incisively and vividly. It is almost imaginable that it is full of horsepower and handsome when flying at high speed in the air.
Tang Muzhou gently opened the car door and asked Xie Mingzhe to get in the car.
After getting into the sports car, Xie Mingzhe took a look at the interior of the car. The workmanship is very high-end. The seats are all leather, which is more comfortable than a massage chair. The central control is a transparent holographic screen, which looks very technological.
In the future, when he has money, he will buy one.
While thinking about it, Tang Muzhou suddenly raised the corner of his mouth, looked back at him and asked, "Do you like this car?"
Xie Mingzhe made no secret of the love in his eyes: "It's pretty."
Tang Muzhou said, "Then senior brother, let's take you for a ride."
Xie Mingzhe was stunned: "Didn't you return to Fenghua Club in a hurry?"
Tang Muzhou reluctantly pressed his temple: "I'm just looking for an excuse to leave, give them some time to let their brothers talk more."
As he spoke, he started the car, and until the fiery red sports car was speeding smoothly on the suspension lane, Tang Muzhou continued: "At the dinner party just now, do you know why I stopped you?"
When the master said "I won't come back to play the game", Xie Mingzhe wanted to continue to persuade him, but Tang Muzhou stopped him with his eyes. He was a little confused: "I don't quite understand, Master is only in his early thirties, about the same age as Nie Shen and the others. If Nie Yuandao and Zheng Feng can continue to stay in the Alliance, why does Master not want to come back? Is he really willing? "
A complex look flashed in Tang Muzhou's eyes, but he quickly calmed down and said in a low voice, "Your thinking is too simple. When Master comes back, he and I will definitely face off on the field, no matter who wins or loses, the reporters will Make a big fuss about this matter. If it is me who wins, everyone will definitely say that Lin Shen is old, his apprentice is young, and Lin Shen can't beat his apprentice. If it is Master who wins, people who don't like me will definitely say Tang Muzhou If you don't have strength, you can only be the chief player of the wood system by relying on your master's halo."
Tang Muzhou paused and said, "And you. You have already decided to debut next season. If Master comes back, he will compete with you for the championship in individual competitions, which goes against his original intention of cultivating you."
Xie Mingzhe: "..."
Chen Qianlin didn't come back, not because of escape, but because of the two apprentices, Tang Muzhou and Xie Mingzhe. If the individual competition is to compete for the championship, will the two apprentices do their best? Defeating the master is not a good feeling. But losing to the master is not a good thing for me...
Chen Qianlin's best choice is to not show his face.
After thinking about it, Xie Mingzhe couldn't help but be shocked: "Master is really thoughtful. When he comes back and grabs the trophy with his apprentice, he will definitely be gossiped. If he fails to win the apprentice and loses to his apprentice, he will become the laughing stock of black fans. It's wise to step back in the background."
Tang Muzhou said: "The copyright of the wooden cards he made at the beginning can't be recovered, but the alliance has been updated over the years, and those cards have long been unsuitable for today's arena. Wood and Chen Xiao, Master will definitely take the unfinished year. All the cards instructed Chen Xiao to make, and Chen Xiao and I are also destined to have a civil war of wood. But compared to the civil war between master and apprentice, Chen Xiao's influence is much smaller."
Xie Mingzhe was very curious: "If Brother Chen and you are in a civil war, who do you think will win?"
Tang Muzhou said: "My advantage is that I have more experience in the competition than him, but Chen Xiao is very smart, and the speed of progress must be very fast. When the game is really played next year, it is difficult to say the outcome."
Xie Mingzhe couldn't believe that the decadent young man, Brother Chen, was so powerful that Tang Muzhou couldn't guarantee to win against him.
Tang Muzhou looked at the shocked expression on the boy's face, smiled slightly, and changed the subject: "Tell me about you."
Xie Mingzhe scratched his head and smiled: "Are you talking about my fat uncle's account? I really chose the name casually. I just started playing games, I didn't understand anything, and I didn't think much about it."
Tang Muzhou raised his eyebrows: "Don't mention the name Fat Uncle, it doesn't match your image at all. Tell me about the next plan."
"Oh!" Xie Mingzhe said: "Master asked me to go to the star card expert rank to practice for a while, to get in touch with the various card groups in the game and find my own shortcomings. I plan to make more cards and participate in the Master Invitational Tournament next year. "
Tang Muzhou asked, "Apart from the instant death card, how many cards do you have in your hand to play arena?"
Xie Mingzhe said: "Eight."
"Too few." Tang Muzhou said directly, "Dark card mode, at least two sets of lineups, that is, fourteen cards, are required to reach the star card master rank with one lineup, unless they are extremely experienced. Alliance masters can crush opponents purely by consciousness."
"I know." Xie Mingzhe said with a sullen face, "but I don't have a lot of clues about what new cards to do right now. Let's play more arenas to gain experience."
"Every day in the star card expert rank, I encounter players who are of average level. They can't hone any high-end skills. It is better to play against real professional players in order to grow at the fastest speed." Tang Muzhou suggested.
"Playing against a professional player, will I be pushed to the ground and abused?" Xie Mingzhe knew his level, and there were so many solutions to his deck that were discussed casually in the group. He definitely had no chance of winning against a professional player.
"How do you know the gap between you and the masters if you don't get pushed on the ground by the masters?" Tang Muzhou asked back.
"Uh... that makes sense." Xie Mingzhe scratched his head, "But will professional players come and play against a rookie like me when they are idle?"
"Yes, because you have my senior brother." Tang Muzhou looked at him with a smile, "Our Fenghua Club has a group of newcomers, I can call them all over to be your sparring partner, how about that?"
"..." Xie Mingzhe suddenly felt like a mountain was pressing down on the top. If he was abused by so many professional players in turn, would he set a record of losing 100 games in a row
"Several young players from our second team have been playing individual matches recently, and they lost quite a lot. It's just that they will abuse you a few more rounds to regain some confidence from you." Tang Muzhou said solemnly.
"..." Xie Mingzhe was speechless, "Are you going to send me over and use it as a sandbag for them?"
Tang Muzhou asked with a smile, "Then are you willing to be this sandbag?"
Xie Mingzhe clenched his fists: "Okay! Sandbags are sandbags. Anyway, there are no dead people in the game, and there is no pain. Just ask them to abuse me!"
The chance to play against a real professional player will only exist after he has completed the Star Card Master Invitational Tournament and registered as a professional player.
But now, relying on Tang Muzhou's relationship to play against these masters ahead of time, it is equivalent to taking a shortcut to learn about the league's highest-end decks and playstyles in advance.
Fenghua is the top club in the league, and its players, even the second team, are of extraordinary strength. Only by contacting these masters can he realize more clearly how big the gap is between himself and the masters.
Only then can you know how other people's decks match up, where your own decks are flawed, and what types of cards should be added.
This is much more useful than going to the Star Card Expert rank by himself!
Senior brother jokingly asked him to be a sandbag, but he was actually helping him to make rapid progress.
Tang Muzhou would never put on the lofty attitude of "I'm helping you, you should be grateful to me", no matter if he was subtly instructing him to do instant death cards in the game, or he was now mobilizing the players from the second team of Fenghua Club for him, every time he helped him. At that time, Tang Muzhou always used such an easy-to-accept euphemism that this man was really graceful.
Some people's mind and demeanor are integrated into their bones and blood, and they don't need to be deliberate, but they make people feel like a spring breeze.
Xie Mingzhe was very grateful to this senior brother, looked at him, and said earnestly: "Senior brother, you can find someone to abuse me in the arena, one day, I will abuse them all back!"
Tang Muzhou looked at the young man's bright eyes and high fighting spirit, and raised his lips slightly: "If you have ambition, I hope you will do what you say."
The amiable fat uncle in the game turned out to be so interesting in reality. And this interesting boy is actually his own junior brother... that's even more interesting.
Tang Muzhou originally wanted to carve this rough jade by himself.
In the game, Uncle Fatt euphemistically rejected his request to be a teacher, but after seeing Xie Mingzhe himself today, Tang Muzhou strengthened his idea of "carving him personally".
Tang Muzhou could see in the eyes of the young man that he had the same self-confidence as he was back then. Such a young man with outstanding talent and vitality made him admire and love him from the bottom of his heart.
In the future, he will be his senior brother, guiding him as a senior brother, and he certainly has no reason to refuse.
Thinking of this, Tang Muzhou raised the corners of his lips happily.
Does it feel good to raise a powerful junior brother by yourself? Master still has to guide Chen Xiao, so he can be regarded as sharing the pressure for Master!
The author has something to say:
Tang Muzhou seems to want to play the development game :)
This is the most gentle and tolerant attack I've ever written. I spoil my junior brother to the sky. Pipizhe is lucky to meet him. There is no abuse, and it is super sweet!