When he first opened the envelope and saw that it was a letter, Shen Yanming wanted to make a few jokes, but after reading it, he was speechless for a long time.
What is the mood? Growing up in this highly information-based era, Shen Yanming only received handwritten notes when his classmates secretly asked him "what to eat for lunch" during class.
He had never received such a handwritten letter. In the past, people said that some girls would write love letters when they confessed their love, but Shen Yanming had never encountered such a romantic plot. Maybe the girls who liked him were more wild. They would either ask directly if they wanted to date, or even if they were more subtle, they would send him a text message. Of course, he never agreed, otherwise he would not have been single for so many years.
I don't know why he associated it with a love letter. It was clearly a serious letter written to him by an artistic young man.
Shen Yanming withdrew his confused thoughts.
He Changkong had also written a few words to him last time, but that time he had taken a photo of it, and the words in it were not like this time—
A whole page of paper, every sentence was trying to smooth out his emotions that were wrinkled due to confusion.
It would be a lie to say I wasn't moved.
He didn't expect that a seemingly pretentious question he asked would be taken so seriously.
"Go, go, go!" He repacked the letter, put it in the compartment of his backpack, and smiled a bright smile that could rival the sun that was rising again outside.
It was unknown how long they had been sitting in the reception room before someone came to take Shen Yanming to discuss the matter in detail. He Changkong did not follow them. He only whispered a few words to Shen Yanming when he was about to leave: "Have a good chat. You have experience now. If you are not satisfied with any of the conditions, fight for it. There is no need to rush to sign."
Shen Yanming felt that He Changkong was just like a loving mother, afraid that her child would suffer any loss. His biological mother didn't care about these things for him, and just let him figure it out on his own.
Shen Yanming waved his hand: "I know, Mom."
He Changkong: "... Speak properly."
Shen Yanming winked and said, "I understand, Gege!"
He Changkong watched Shen Yanming's back as he walked away and shook his head slightly.
This little kid.
After walking through a long corridor and taking the elevator up, we can reach the office for discussion. Shen Yanming had never been to the TMM base before. He had only seen a small part of it through online revelations. Now he couldn't help but take a few more glances like Granny Liu entering the Grand View Garden. The wealthy club was indeed rich, because there were multiple game divisions and the area was large enough. The whole base was a dark tone full of technology, designed like a space capsule, much better than the base of the small team he stayed in in his previous life, which was similar to an Internet cafe.
Shen Yanming asked the staff member who led him, "Miss, will we live in the back?"
There were several small villas at the back, and Shen Yanming took a look at them from afar when he came.
"Yes," the staff member said with a smile. Probably because he saw that Shen Yanming was brought here by He Changkong, he added, "There is a vacant room next to the building where Kong lives. You can live there if you like. Some contestants don't like to live alone, so they can also find roommates."
Shen Yanming was quite surprised: "Do the players of the second team or the youth training team also live so well?" As far as he knew, the training conditions of many informal members were quite average, let alone living. The club's resources were limited, and it was good enough to manage the first team well and not treat the rest of the players harshly.
"The boss has money."
That's really delicious.
However, before Shen Yanming could enjoy her beauty for long, someone bumped into her.
Perhaps because he was called up early in the morning for questioning, and the questions were not about good things, Song Lan's face did not look good, and it was so cold that it seemed like ice chips could be shoveled off his face.
Song Lan must have heard the conversation between Shen Yanming and the staff. When he brushed past Shen Yanming, Song Lan deliberately sneered: "Don't think you can fly just because you're here. Just sit on the bench for a few years. You can't become a professional anchor just by being lucky enough to show off a few games."
Shen Yanming: “…” I never thought that Lan was such a weird person. Shen Yanming was also a fan of Lan’s operations before. In addition, he had a filter for the entire TMM team, so he admired this person very much.
The staff member next to him also frowned: "Lan, please pay attention."
Song Lan shrugged indifferently: "Tell me the truth, whether you want to listen or not, who has been replaced in our home team in the past two years? Newcomers can dream of making a name for themselves, but don't be too ambitious and keep your feet on the ground."
This statement seemed like a piece of advice, but in fact it was full of disdain. It seemed that he had determined that Shen Yanming would always be a substitute, or even not be able to be a substitute.
It is also not difficult to see from his words that his chaotic emotional life did not seem to have much impact on him. At most, he was criticized and warned, or fined, but he was not punished, let alone suspended.
It’s similar to what He Changkong said. TMM’s match will be in the first round of the regular season soon. Unless things get out of hand, the club definitely doesn’t want to cause any trouble.
This guy is really showing off.
Of course, Shen Yanming was not a saint, and he did not react at all after hearing such words. However, he had learned to be a bit mean recently, and although he was a little angry, he pretended not to hear what Song Lan said, and grinned at the staff lady: "Then sister, take me to see the villa later, who else is in Kong's villa?"
Without waiting for the staff to respond, he looked at Song Lan as if he remembered something, and smiled sincerely: "Lan is also in the same building, how about I live next door to you, we can visit each other as good neighbors... But I feel that a time management master like Brother Lan may not be able to come back to the base often, which would be a pity. I still want to get along with Brother Lan and make friends with him."
Song Lan was choked: "You!"
Shen Yanming rolled his eyes in his heart, but still had a smile on his face. He turned to the staff and seemed to be asking for advice: "I heard from Brother Kong that the contract I signed was directly for the official team member? Sister, can you tell me what the difference is between the various contracts?"
Everyone is a smart person, and the staff can see that Shen Yanming said this on purpose. The contracts signed by the players are different, and the treatment varies greatly. This is something that everyone knows, but it is generally not discussed publicly. As an employee of the club, she certainly can't say these things too recklessly in front of others, but as an ordinary woman, after eating the melon about Lan yesterday, the staff lady didn't think much of Lan, so she didn't stop Shen Yanming too much, just said: "Let's discuss the details later?"
Shen Yanming nodded obediently: "Okay."
Anyway, he so casually revealed that he had signed a formal team member contract. Someone as petty as Lan would definitely be upset.
As expected, Lan left with a gloomy face soon. When the club signs new players, they will give different contracts according to the importance they attach to the new players, but generally they start from the bottom. Lan himself also worked his way up, and only after he was promoted to the starting lineup did he sign a new supplementary contract and increase his salary.
If it was true as Shen Yanming said, that he had a full-time contract from the beginning, then it would prove that the team would not let him sit on the bench for too long. The club couldn't possibly spend a lot of money to support a substitute.
But so what? Shen Yanming was playing the assassin position, so his position didn't conflict with his, and he wouldn't be the one to be pushed out.
If Shen Yanming really became his teammate at that time, he could also perform worse and put pressure on his superiors by saying that there was poor coordination, forcing them to make substitutions.
Even if the higher-ups value Shen Yanming, how much competition experience does Shen Yanming have? How can he be compared with someone who is known for his stability
Just like this time, if it was a younger player, he might have been punished, but the club's boss still valued him and only gave him a mild warning, and finally reminded him to play the game well.
Moreover, his contract is about to expire. When the transfer period comes, there will be other clubs that will spend money to poach him. There is no need for him to force himself to stay in such a stupid team where everyone is self-righteous. He will dump TMM. Although TMM is not centered around him, its strength will definitely be compromised without a strong player.
No matter what, he won't be the one to be eliminated in disgrace.
Thinking of this, Song Lan felt better. He still had to go out to look for the two girls from yesterday. Although the club had not taken any other actions against his behavior, these two were still time bombs for him, and he had to go and comfort them.
Shen Yanming followed the staff into an office. He was a little excited, but he was not nervous or embarrassed. As He Changkong said, he was not an inexperienced young man. He read the terms of the contract carefully to make sure there were no loopholes. He talked in depth with the manager and coach for nearly an hour before finally signing his name on the contract.
Although he did not go through the assessment stage, his previous videos and performance in the opening show were enough to qualify. In addition, the coach said that He Changkong showed them a video of him practicing his skill aiming privately, and his hand speed was indeed amazing.
The reason why he was given a full-time contract was to take into account the future team adjustments. They now have a new lineup and playing style, but they are not ready to make it public for the time being.
It was almost noon when Shen Yanming signed the contract. He followed the direction pointed by the staff to the training room. There were two training rooms for the "Return to the Throne" branch. Both were the same size, but one was used by the main team members with fewer people, so it seemed more spacious. The other one was used by the second team and other members, but the equipment and environment were all top-notch.
He probably won't train with the main team for the time being. But he came here to talk to He Changkong first.
Noon is the beginning of the day for many e-sports teenagers, so there are not many people in the training room for the time being. Shen Yanming knocked on the door and saw that He Changkong was already playing solo in the international server. He did not disturb him and just watched for a while.
After he finished a round, Shen Yanming said, "I signed the contract to sell myself."
He Changkong took off his headphones: "We'll be teammates from now on."
Shen Yanming rubbed his face, smiled foolishly twice, and said, "By the way, I might go home this afternoon, and then fly back tomorrow night."
He Changkong asked: "Are you so anxious?"
Although Shen Yanming had decided to play professionally, he had to go back to school to handle some formalities and then go home to pack some things, but this was not something that had to be done right away. Moreover, Shen Yanming said that he would fly back the next night, which was too much of a hassle.
The club will definitely give him enough time to deal with this matter.
Shen Yanming said, "It's your turn the day after tomorrow, I'm going to rush back to watch you play."
He Changkong: "No need to rush, you can watch the game anytime afterward, and we're on the same team anyway..."
"That won't work," Shen Yanming said seriously, "I'll tell you a secret. When I was still in CTG, if I had time, I would go to watch your games... Mainly to see you, you know."
He Changkong was puzzled and said, "You are an assassin, why are you watching me play the game? I am just a healer."
Shen Yanming answered as a matter of course: "Not all healers are called Kong. If I miss a game, I will lose blood... Of course, I will also watch Nightmare. His style is completely different from mine, but some of his routines are still worth learning."
If it was a few days ago, he might not have been able to say it so bluntly, but now he thinks that he and He Changkong are good brothers who share a secret, and he no longer looks at each other as if he were a god. In short, he feels that the distance has shortened a lot, and there is less pressure to speak.
He really wanted to watch He Changkong play, so he just said it directly.
He Changkong, however, felt that the kid was a smooth talker. Maybe he just wanted to see Meng Yan, but he also wanted to say something nice to please him, so he emphasized that he came to watch his game.
Before He Changkong could say anything, Shen Yanming said, "Well, when I go back, I'll make some banners and light boards like the girls to cheer you on, and shout your name down below, what do you think?"
He Changkong: "…I can't hear what people are shouting downstairs in the contestant room."
Shen Yanming pouted: "It's just a formality, a bit of a ritual."
He Changkong suddenly had an idea, and for some reason, he asked, "Do you still have the cat ears that the fan club gave you last time?"
Shen Yanming didn't know why He Changkong suddenly asked this, and replied: "Keep it."
He Changkong hesitated for a moment, then said, "It's good to wear that."
Shen Yanming: “…”