Chapter 151
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a knock on the door on the first floor. Manager Chen walked to the door to open it. A man with long hair was standing in front of the door with a large bag of things.
"Ye Ning."
Ye Ning looked at Shen Chi.
Live streaming is easier than playing games, but when he saw the invitation sent by Shen Chi, he realized that he still missed the feeling of being on the field.
He is not interested in the new team, especially the small team that has to start from PDL, but he has played against Shen Chi and wants to come to see Shen Chi's team. Of course, another reason is because of good conditions.
Lan Heng helped Ye Ning carry the luggage upstairs. The four team members sat down in the living room. Lan Heng asked Manager Chen, "Aren't you going to meet the boss?"
"I was going to come." Manager Chen, "I'm in the hospital with a stomach problem."
For the sake of the higher salary, Shen Chi paused and reminded: "You should take medicine on time for stomach problems, not eat irritating food, take more rest and not stay up late, and you should not be too angry."
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The PDL autumn game is coming next week. Shen Chi moved from the school to the training base. He lives alone on the third floor, because a room on the third floor has a floor-to-ceiling window, from which you can overlook the blue lake.
Professional books related to e-sports are neatly arranged on the bookshelf. There is also a small refrigerator in the room. The refrigerator is filled with snacks of various flavors. There is a huge screen hanging on the wall. It is completely his ideal room.
After getting up in the morning, he walked downstairs. There was a dazzling array of breakfasts on the table. Manager Chen, who was sitting beside him, said apologetically, "The club has just started, and I haven't found a suitable chef yet, so I can only bring it back from the restaurant outside."
Lan Heng looked at the table full of food, let alone five people, even if eight people couldn't finish it, he consciously became a member of the team, and was very distressed by this kind of wasteful behavior: "You don't need to hire a chef when you are just starting out. I just did it."
"This is not good." Manager Chen advised.
"Is there any good or bad?" Lan Heng waved his hand, "Before there is a game, the province will save it."
Manager Chen had to nod his head. Normally, the team manager is in charge of the team's operations, but he knew very well that he was here to be a nanny for the players.
"Our team doesn't have a team uniform yet. I'm going to find a well-known designer to design it." Manager Chen turned to the team uniform, "If you have any requirements, feel free to mention it."
Ye Ning's long hair was braided, he put down the soy milk in his hand, and went upstairs to take out a stack of new old shirts from his suitcase: "Don't fix anything, who cares what clothes you wear if you can win the game? ."
Manager Chen still wanted to speak, but Ye Ning said quietly, "That's how my last employer went bankrupt."
Xu Cheng, who bowed his head to memorize the firearms data, also took out a black signature pen and wrote TTL on the four white old shirts, and wrote it to Manager Chen.
The training before the game was boring. There were more than 120 new teams participating in the PDL, and it was impossible to analyze each team in a targeted manner.
During the live broadcast, viewers of the kitten video noticed the same old white shirts on the four of them and asked in disbelief.
"Are you going to be a professional?"
"Will you participate in the PDL autumn competition, or buy a place from another team to play directly in the PCL?"
"What does TTL mean?"
Faced with the last question, the four people in the training room, I look at you, look at me, don't know what it means, Shen Chi calmly said: "It's the team name anyway."
"The cat is really a professional!"
"It should be a new team. More than 100 PDL teams are competing for ten qualifying places, and the competition is still quite fierce."
"How are the training conditions?"
Lan Heng sighed and said, "I don't have to say the conditions. The boss spends too much money. The Yancheng mansion lives in the mansion, and he has to hire a chef and someone to design the team uniforms."
"Look at your cheap old shirts and say it again"
"Old Lan, you can just chuī"
"I'll just quietly watch you pretending to be a bī"
"Well...it can be concluded that it is a small broken team."
Shen Chi went back and forth between the school and the base every day, and he didn't feel tired, on the contrary, he was very fulfilled. He met a philosophy girl named Zhuang Man in the library.
The opportunity for the two to meet was when they liked "The Philosophy of Existence" by Yasper Bells at the same time. Zhuang Man asked softly, "Do you like this book too?"
He shook his head.
He also didn't know why he reached out to take the "Philosophy of Existence" on the bookshelf. It was the last thing Yan Xueyiao left behind.
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During the illness, Yan Xuexiao looked at the picture of the boy and the girl sitting in the library with a gloomy mood, and couldn't hear the joy and anger, "Other?"
A Pei next to her said cautiously, "This girl's name is Zhuang Man, her family is ordinary, and she is a freshman. They occasionally go to the library, and today they asked her to go to the base."
"By the way, she studies philosophy like you and likes to wear white dresses." He thought that the aesthetics of teenagers were quite similar.
When the voice fell, he felt the strong icy aura on Yan Xuexiao's body, and stopped talking immediately.
A Pei could see it, Yan Xuexiao would hold the boy tightly if there were no facts on the surface, and he would not let go.
And Shen Chi took Zhuang Man into the base, and said politely: "Thank you for taking the time to teach me "The Philosophy of Existence."
"It's alright." Zhuang Man shook his head, "I just want to see the e-sports base and help each other."