My family Xiaozong has worked so hard to sort things out through various channels, spending money, energy, and thought, and you want to leave with a single word
Chu Qianze: Personnel
Another message came from the other side.
Coach Niu: [xyz is your old club after all, and now it's in trouble, so you have to do something, right? All of us will thank you. ]
Chu Qianze tasted the meaning and glanced at Zong Xinjue: "After you went to train them before, the record was pretty good, right?"
If you remember correctly, it was the best time except when Zong Xinjue was 19 years old.
Zong Xinjue also saw the latest news, did not speak, just took a sip.
Chu Qianze: "During the training camp, coach Niu gave you a salary?"
"I was invited to sit with them and train the juniors by the way." Zong Xinjue put down the water glass and looked at the person next to him. He felt that Chu Qianze like this was particularly poignant.
That is no money.
Chu Qianze remembered that in the later interview, Zong Xinjue was not mentioned in the battle at all, but that coach Niu danced very happily and wished to call himself a successful mentor.
"Then the team won and let you go back?"
Knowing everything from Zong Xinjue's expression, Chu Qianze was happy.
"This prostitution skill is okay, but I found a face thicker than mine."
At this time, the other party seemed to be a little irritable and began to send messages continuously.
Coach Niu: [I know you saw it. It's not a big deal just to ask you for some information, don't you even want to give it? At any rate, we are also a master and apprentice. I recruited you at the beginning, and now the team is at a critical juncture, you should try your best. ]
Ignoring the man's jumping remarks, Chu Qianze unfolded the light screen, leaned back on the back of the chair, and said lazily, "What are you going to do?"
"We don't talk about some or not, just ask you, do you want to give it?"
Zong Xinjue: "I don't want to."
"Okay, I'll take care of the rest, okay?"
Seeing the other party's puffed up appearance, Zong Xinjue flashed a smile in his eyes: "No problem, you are free."
"You've been bullied and come to the door, are you still laughing here? Hold it for me." The tone was vicious.
The other party is still sending messages to show their presence. Chu Qianze tapped twice on the virtual keyboard.
[No, go away. ]
Send a set of dragons to block and delete friends.
The world is quiet, I'm cool.
Seeing Zong Xinjue staring at him, Chu Qianze raised an innocent smile, and then he said slowly, "Yeah, I accidentally deleted my friend."
The tone is exaggerated and exaggerated.
Zong Juexin felt that his heart was scratched, and he covered his expression with a fist against his lips. "Actually you don't have to."
Not what
Refuse or block people.
"Just block it directly, you don't need to reply." When Zong Xinjue said these words, Chu Qianze was impressed.
"I directly despised it, the number of paragraphs is high." He said, showing a thumbs up.
"Actually, it doesn't matter if you give it. The data is classified according to our ability. The situation there is completely different from ours, and the ability is not at the same level. If they really use it, 80% of them will be Waterloo." Zong Xinjue will light up Pulling his head back, he continued to process files slowly.
"I'm just angry, can't I?"
Chu Qianze pulled the corner of his mouth, tilted his upper body, and fell to the side, leaning on Zong Xinjue's body.
"Okay." Zong Xinjue coughed softly. Although I enjoy the maintenance of the other party, there are still some things to say.
"Well, let me show you something."
Chu Qianze raised his eyelids and raised his tail, "Huh?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a light screen appeared in front of him. It was a document file. The name was quite familiar, XYZ team.
Raising his hand and swiping a few times, Chu Qianze snorted.
Looking back, it was the list of trainees for the xyz team.
"Do you want to expand the size of the team?"
"I want to build a club, and I will need a lot of people. What do you think of these?"
Chu Qianze frowned when he heard this.
Coach Niu covets your data, and here you covet other people's human resource reserves.
"Is this trying to dig a wall?"
Zong Xinjue said lightly: "The demand for the Xyz team is currently close to saturation, and the possibility of newcomers is not high. These are quite potential, but they have not been discovered yet."
The XYZ club adopts a wide-spread net model. After signing a contract with people, it is a direct stocking style. What happens in the future depends on personal creation.
"Since they can't be that Bole, at least don't bury others. It's very irresponsible to delay the golden age of playing e-sports for a few years."
Many young people just have a passion and go in for their dreams without looking back, but only a few can succeed, and most of them put all their time and energy into it, but in the end they get nothing.
The golden time of e-sports also happens to be the golden stage of the development of young people. They invest it in training and will inevitably miss other possibilities.
At that time, the cow coach pulled himself to do training for others, maybe he wanted to save some money, or maybe he had other ideas. The means are not very clever, but they are just what they need.
"Awesome! It's convenient and hassle-free." Chu Qianze turned the information and yawned.
Zong Xinjue nodded, "Yes, this is the point."
According to the level of detail of this information, it is obvious that the plot has been planned for a long time.
Chu Qianze pondered for a moment: "Should we learn about other clubs?"
Anyway, I'm ready to dig the wall, it's better to expand the scope, and the rain and dew will be soaked.
Zong Xinjue was stunned and touched his chin: "It can be considered, but the workload is a bit heavy."
"Try it~"
Chu Qianze removed the information, "When this game is over, king will stand at the top of the stage and be known by everyone. At that time, we also have the confidence to compete with other clubs. Which player we fancy, we will directly put our The contact information was photographed, and he said, you were spotted by us, do you want to come to our team? Haha, it feels like a sketch."
Thinking of this, he was poked into a laugh and couldn't stop for some reason.
Seeing this person's appearance, Zong Xinjue couldn't help curling the corners of his mouth, and even looked forward to it.
The idea is good, but the reality must also be taken into account.
"Actually, the risk is quite high. No one can predict what will happen. I may lose everything."
"If you pay, you will pay. If the money doesn't circulate, it will be a piece of waste paper."
Chu Qianze raised his hand and stretched out: "If you are bankrupt, come and warm the bed for me. Others cannot be guaranteed, but it is still possible to cover food and shelter."
… to warm the bed.
Zong Xinjue's face was slightly hot. "The break is over and we continue our analysis."
"so fast-"
Chu Qianze leaned forward and lay on the table. After two seconds, sit up straight: "Come on, I'm ready."
In fact, Zong Xinjue was also very anxious, but remembered his training progress...
It's better to take it easy during the game. Usually, there is some self-control. Once it starts, he doesn't have the confidence to hold back.
With a light cough, he said, "Let's talk about this—"
In the second game of the semi-final, the audience was full.
"Welcome to watch, the second game of the prosperous league semifinals! The team in this competition is the elite commando team—"
"Battle King Team!!"
Chu Qianze and Zong Xinjue appeared on the big screen, and the moment everyone saw them, cheers and applause resounded throughout the square.
After a brief introduction, the host shook the microphone: "Okay, let's not talk nonsense, the game officially starts!!"
At the same time as the system prompt disappeared, Chu Qianze raised his heavy sniper.
The first gunshots kicked off the game.
Chu Qianze was in charge of the long-range attack, and Zong Xinjue was in charge of the close combat.
The muzzle of the gun was aimed at the enemy, and in the roar, the game came to an end.
[The King team wins! ]
In the third game, the King team won!
"The king who won this round! Congratulations to them!!"
From the top of the mountain to the basin, from the forest to the beach, the competition venue is constantly changing. Every time the game is over, the two will raise their hands and give a high five, and then raise their hands to the audience. In the auditorium, the number of fans has gradually increased, supporting, posters, banners, slogans, flowers...
Every game is a collision of power and a visual feast. Every game is the shouting and carnival of the fans.
"The winner is, Team King!"
"King! The worthy king!!"
"Another victory! King! Tonight belongs to them!!"
As the schedule continued to advance, King, the dark horse, rushed into everyone's field of vision with a strong stance.
The homepage on the forum was gradually slaughtered by King, and the topic building was quickly built into a building.
There are constantly people who know about this team, and there are people who are fans of this team. They watch live broadcasts, watch replays, and even buy tickets to the scene, just to be able to support the two.
And king has never disappointed fans, it brings victory and goes forward!
In the trapped animal farm, as the giant shield flew out, the opponent fell.
Chu Qianze walked to Zong Xinjue's side, held his hand, and raised his face in the auditorium.
"Congratulations to the King team, for entering the finals!!!" The host took the lead in cheering, and in the audience, everyone had already stood up, their faces were flushed, and they were desperately waving their hands and waving the flag.
The City of Suspension, the official venue specially created for the finals.
The city is located in the sky, the sky above it, and the city is in the clouds and mist. The building has some steampunk style, which looks ancient and solemn. Looking around, it gives people an extreme visual enjoyment. Players continued to appear in the open space, and they went online one after another. After looking around, they followed the system instructions to go to the competition venue and prepare to take their seats in advance.
In the waiting area, the teams are arranged in different areas, and they carry out different activities according to their own needs, trying to adjust their state to the best.
In the lounge, Chu Qianze was processing the Oreo sundae he ordered. He glanced at Zong Xinjue, who was sitting in a dangerous position beside him, and sent the spoon over. "have a bite?"
Zong Xinjue was frozen, but at the same time calmed down: "Including the opening performance and other activities, we will probably have to wait a while."
"According to the plan, I understand." Chu Qianze raised the spoon in his hand and made an unknown gesture.
The virtual projection starts and the screen expands. Broadcast the scene to various lounges.
"Hello everyone, this is the scene of the grand finals of the Prosperity League!" The host stood on the floating platform and introduced the process and teams of this competition to everyone.
Each spectator sits in the corresponding seat and waits for the start of the game.
[Please go to the preparation area. ]
Game panel pop-up instructions.
Chu Qianze fed Zong Xinjue the last bite, and after choosing to recycle the garbage, stood up and stretched.
"Let's go." He said to the person next to him.
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