Chapter 215
Han Duqiu frowned at the hotly debated post. Shen Chi only sent him the TTL base address, not to mention coercion and enticing him to even suspect that Shen Chi had sent the wrong message, or wanted to avenge his hunt for TTL yesterday. .
No matter what purpose Shen Chi sent the message, Han Duqiu had no plans to go. He was very content with his current life. It would be better if the live broadcast income could be replaced by a new wheelchair.
He turned the dirty wheelchair to the table, laboriously made a bag of instant noodles for himself, and quickly returned to the screen after eating the instant noodles.
Han Duqiu logged into the game as usual, but he was killed not long after entering the game. There were more fans besieging him than yesterday. Not many people watched the live broadcast, and the reward income was pitiful.
"Why don't you die like a rubbish like you"
"Den once and kill once"
"If you have hands and feet, why can't you make money upright?"
Seeing the last barrage, Han Duqiu looked down at his amputated leg, without saying a word, his eyes caught a glimpse of the blade on the table.
At this moment, the doorbell, which had not been rang for a long time, rang. He cautiously did not turn off the live broadcast, and slowly pushed the wheelchair to open the door.
After the door was opened, a man in a suit stood outside the door: "Mr. Shen Chi wants to invite you to TTL for trial training. I don't think you will refuse."
Han Duqiu felt an inexplicable fear in his heart. The timing of this person's arrival was too accurate. If he had come five minutes earlier, he would not have agreed, but now he has no choice.
He knew that the TTL team was the second team in the history of the league to go from PDL to PCL. The rich team directly bought the quota, and the treatment was definitely not comparable to SWL. He was ready to endure hardships and stand hard work.
Han Duqiu packed his few luggage, put on his keyboard and headset, and pushed his wheelchair out of the house for the first time.
*
The next afternoon, Shen Chi still hadn't received a reply from Han Duqiu. When he was resting, he browsed the original philosophy book on the shopping website, and Lan Heng, who was next to him, said firmly, "Han Duqiu will definitely not come."
"It's not that I can't watch the anchor of God Penguin." Lan Heng said on the live broadcast, "Do you remember when you were the anchor and was maliciously sniped? He is also the anchor of Emperor Penguin, and he will do anything to become popular."
The doorbell rang downstairs, Shen Chi went downstairs to open the door after buying the book, Lan Heng followed behind and put on eye drops: "It's better to recruit the younger brother of the SWL youth training camp, training with such a person will pollute the air—"
Lan Heng stopped when he said the last sentence, because there was a young man in a wheelchair outside the door: "Is this the TTL training base?"
Shen Chi looked at the young man and hummed.
Han Du Qiu Gu Jing Wu Bo's eyes filled with surprise. Before coming, he thought that he would be squeezed into a cheap single room, but he did not expect to be able to rent a villa in the center of Yancheng where an inch of land is expensive.
"Little Han, right?" Manager Chen, who was killing fish in the kitchen, put down the kitchen knife with blood on his hand. "It's been hard work coming from Ning City. I'm making sweet and sour fish for you."
"Where to try out?"
Lan Heng didn't even think to answer: "Training room on the second floor."
Han Duqiu held onto the cold wheelchair, not sure if he was teasing himself.
Shen Chi's eyes fell on the stairs, and he held the notebook with the game installed on the table: "Is the notebook ok?"
Han Duqiu felt a little relieved, he couldn't accept being carried up the stairs by the stranger he met for the first time, he took the notebook, put on the headset and entered the game.
Shen Chi didn't ask about Han Duqiu's legs. He didn't want to be mentioned. He watched intently from the side. It was no accident that Han Duqiu was able to kill the entire MAR team. Cho's melee combat is almost ghostly with projectiles.
Manager Chen couldn't see the way out, but looking at the boy raised his eyebrows, he guessed that he was very satisfied with Han Duqiu. The Silver Fox Cup was just around the corner.
He introduced to Han Duqiu: "Now TTL and you have a total of five team members, the red-haired one is the captain Shen Chi, the one who talks the most is Lan Heng, the one who keeps the notebook is Xu Cheng, and Ye Ning who likes to soak in wolfberry water is still there. Hospital treatment, the team usually trains in the training room on the second floor, today I will call the master to install the elevator."
Manager Chen, who was wearing an apron, realized that he forgot to introduce himself at the end of the introduction: "I'm Manager Chen of the team."
Han Duqiu looked at the luxurious decoration of the villa, and asked the doubts lingering in his heart: "Can the team make a profit?"
"It's difficult for TTL to make a profit in PCL." Manager Chen pushed his glasses and replied, "But I use my spare funds as investment, and the monthly income can cover the club's expenses."
Han Duqiu couldn't help but ask, "Which club did you work in before?"
"Investment Banking."
Han Duqiu was speechless for a long time. He had never seen a club more strange than TTL. He looked down at his legs and seemed not so strange anymore.
*
Because of asking the master to install the elevator, the evening training was temporarily cancelled. Yan Xueyiao read a book on the classroom, and Shen Chi sat next to the man after taking a shower to watch the video review.
"Han Duqiu is really here today. He is suitable to be a breakthrough player in the Silver Fox Cup tomorrow." The boy said while watching, "But Manager Chen has said everything I have to say, and I don't know how to talk."
Yan Xueyiao raised her narrow eyes, "Give a gift?"
He nodded: "I'll bring snacks tomorrow."
Because the bruised part was not yet complete, he was lying on the bed watching the video, the curve outline was completely exposed, the fair skin was sunken into the deep waist, and he didn't realize how attractive his posture was.