Chapter 144
There were not many people in the classroom, so he simply sat on the chair: "You should be more or less interested in games when you apply for this major. You can say that you are the highest level in the game."
"LOL Silver."
"Two thousand points in CS."
"LOL Platinum."
Teacher Ning nodded slightly, it seemed that the level was good, until he heard a soothing voice.
"I've only played Tetris on TV." Mo Dong said embarrassedly, "I don't have money to buy a computer at home."
Teacher Ning looked at Mo Dong in surprise. He didn't expect that he had never touched a computer to choose an e-sports major. He couldn't help but ask Shen Chi, who was beside Mo Dong in tattered clothes, "Have you ever touched a computer?"
"PUBG Asian server tenth."
Mr. Ning has dabbled in various popular games. When PUBG first came out, it can be said to be a phenomenon-level game, which changed the sluggishness of FPS games.
However, the popularity of plug-ins is proliferating, and the popularity is much lower now, but the tenth in the Asian server is still a remarkable achievement, and it is even difficult for professional players to achieve it. "
"I thought about it."
Shen Chi lowered his eyes, saving money and saving money, plus the previous competition bonus, a total of 150,000 yuan was paid back to the Shen family after the college entrance examination, and he still owed 850,000 yuan. Going to the youth training camp could not support the cost.
Teacher Ning sighed, thinking that he should not have been selected, and comforted: "It doesn't matter if you don't take the career path. Professional players have a short career, but they can go a long way in the e-sports industry."
Teacher Ning continued the class, introduced the professional overview and development prospects, and said to everyone before the get out of class: "Because this class involves game analysis, we have few professionals and cannot coordinate in the computer room. Everyone try to bring notebooks in the next class."
Shen Chi's brows were wrinkled. His current laptop was fine for office work, and it would freeze after running the game for less than half an hour. He needed to buy a new laptop.
The price of a notebook is almost twice that of a desktop computer of the same grade. To achieve the level of running various games smoothly, it is at least 8,000 yuan. He only has 2,000 yuan on hand for tuition and accommodation.
Mo Dong saw Shen Chi's reaction and asked, "I want to go to the library to sign up for a work-study program, do you want to go with me?"
Shen Chi shook his head. He turned on his mobile phone and turned to SWL's recruitment information. Today is the last day of the recruitment deadline.
This time, the recruits are not members of the youth training camp but regular players who will play the game. Different from the youth training camp that only has basic wages, the benefits are good. After passing the trial training, the monthly salary is 20,000 yuan, and the salary will be increased according to the performance of the game.
SWL as a giant team is also very demanding, with a KD higher than 6.0, an average damage of more than 600, a game time of more than 2,000 hours, and an 18-year-old adult with PUBG offline experience.
He met all the conditions, returned to the dormitory and sent an application email to the recruitment mailbox, hoping to receive the news before next week.
In the morning, he smelled the smell of green vegetable porridge and opened his eyes, and following the smell, it turned out that Mo Dong was cooking porridge in a small pot.
Seeing him sit up from the chair, Mo Dong explained: "It costs three yuan to eat in the cafeteria in the morning, and a bag of rice is thirty yuan. You can eat for half a semester, which is more cost-effective than eating in the cafeteria."
Zhao Ran stepped down from the room and patted Mo Dong on the shoulder with a complicated expression: "Go and apply for the poverty-stricken student subsidy."
"I have hands and feet to make money." Mo Dong didn't take Zhao Ran's words seriously, and asked the two of them, "Would you like a drink?"
Shen Chi looked at the small pot of porridge: "I'm going to the cafeteria."
Zhao Ran went out with him, and the two walked towards the west cafeteria. Zhao Ran had more people in his class and knew more news than him.
Zhao Ran said as he walked: "Our dormitory building is too far away. There is only a Western canteen close to it. In the morning, it's either steamed buns or noodles. There is fried rice and pasta in the east canteen. The western canteen can't compare."
"cheap price."
The young man didn't care.
"It's cheap." Zhao Ran sighed. The family conditions are not the same. In his opinion, it doesn't matter as long as you eat a lot and spend some money.
However, Zhao Ran looked surprised as soon as he stepped into the cafeteria. There was a window for Biancheng cuisine in the cafeteria.
In his impression, no Biancheng person has ever been admitted to Yanda University. Naturally, the school does not have Biancheng cuisine. I don't know why the window was suddenly added.
Shen Chi went to the window and asked for a bowl of noodles with less spicy oil. When he was about to leave with a plate, the cafeteria chef stopped him: "You still have fruit and milk."
When the boy came back with a full fruit salad again, Zhao Ran, who was eating sweet porridge, couldn't help but envy: "Is it possible to get so many things when you buy a bowl of oil-splashed noodles? If I hadn't had a stomach problem, I would have bought it too."
"Stomach trouble?"
Shen Chi raised his head.
"It won't be severe pain, but it will last a long time." Zhao Ran said while drinking the porridge in his hand, "It hurts like peeling silk and cocooning. Eating spicy food, I had a stomach problem once, and no one at home cooked porridge, so I didn’t eat for a whole day.”
Zhao Ran was talking, seeing the expression on the boy's face getting more and more solemn, he comforted: "But I'm not serious, you don't need to worry too much-"
Before he could say this, he saw the boy pack the unfinished breakfast and ran out of the cafeteria without saying a word. He put down the porridge in surprise and asked, "Are you not going to class?"