Xiao Bing's letter was very simple, and he had a few words of congratulations. Fang Xin was not surprised. To put it bluntly, if it was just a game, let alone the sixth place in the first day of the preliminary round, so what if it was the national champion?
Games are games, and they will never become reality. Reality will always exist, and the achievements will continue. But what about games? Even if they dominate the game, they will be empty after the line.
In his previous life, Fang Xin believed this way: if you regard games as a profession, it would be quite good. There are many people who make money with games, and whether they are game dealers or players who make money with games, they are all good.
Even the pastime players are good, and they get happiness from it.
But no matter how you treat this as a career or even as a congratulations, Fang Xin doesn't agree with it. They are really like a group of children who never grow up. However, maybe this is their hope - always young and refuse to mature.
Xiao Bing paid a little attention, and many people paid attention, because the virtual competition now reflects the players' ability in the real world, and is said to be 80% of the simulations under the fourth level, which is enough.
If Fang Xin can reach the final, it means that he has entered the upper reaches of the national kendo world, which is already considered capital.
Fang Xin actually gradually realized that this was a kind of keenness. If there was no projection plane, martial arts and some special skills, the empire would definitely control the spread. Of course, the empire with a large number of high-tech weapons was not afraid of those martial arts and special abilities. It has not been seen that anyone could really compete with the energy gun in his body.
However, there are projection planes, and almost all high-tech weapons on other planes are ineffective. What is effective is these traditional forces and special abilities. The Empire has always wanted to completely control and understand the principles of planes. Not only has it been invested in a lot of money, it has to develop and spread related forces and doctrines.
Otherwise, even if martial arts are circulated in aristocratic families, they will not be as popular as they are. There is no love or hatred in the world for no reason.
As for the letter "Donghai Zaozi", it is a bit interesting, with the idea of ​​introducing the appearance and meeting the reality. Fang Xin smiled indifferently and put it aside.
At this moment, the voice call system of the nutritional warehouse rang.
Fang Xin took it and said that the voice was a lady, but Fang Xin was sure that he did not know her. Now he remembered all the voices he knew in his heart and had no missed them.
"Who are you?" Fang Xin asked.
"Hello, I am Zhang Wenxiang, the manager of Anyijing Club's project." The lady introduced herself politely: "You performed very well today. Our company has included you as a seed player."
"Oh, but it's just the first day. I believe there are many people who won the entire day. Why should I pay attention to me like this?" Fang Xin's voice was a little confused.
"You are right. On the first day, ten players were randomly arranged to compete against each other. Those who won all the teams in the group have been counted. The total number is 1,246!" Ms. Zhang said with a laugh: "Even in our club, among the 121 players produced by the national chain, there are 46 who have all won all the players!"
"Oh!" Fang Xin expressed his understanding. It seemed that the other party was very powerful and quickly knew the result of the game. It was only ten minutes before the end of the game. Maybe one of the organizers of the Qingteng Cup was An Yijingshe.
Ms. Zhang continued, "But, in fact, there are obvious levels of swordsmanship. By the way, outsiders watch the excitement and experts watch the tricks. Naturally, some experts in our club will evaluate all the contestants. Of course, there are too many 121 players now, and each case is too much, and it is unrealistic to investigate and evaluate them. However, this does not prevent us from choosing roughly. You are one of the ten seed contestants we attach importance to."
"Oh, so that's it..." Fang Xin believed it too.
"And, Fang Xin has been studying in our company since the beginning of his study. He counts the talents produced by our company. According to the record, you have only been practicing swordsman for a year and a half, and you have already broken through the third level. It's amazing. It's hard to see a genius swordsman like you in the history of the empire, and you are so young!" Ms. Zhang's tone was very enthusiastic: "This club has invited a fourth-level swordsman from the verge to tutor and guide you specifically, without any fees. I wonder if you are willing?"
Fang Xin hesitated for a moment. In fact, the other party was probably wrong. He now barely broke through the fourth level, but breaking through the peaks of the fourth level and the fourth level is completely different. This gap is like an adult at the age of 18, but it is not the same as an adult at the age of 30-year-old - the gap between wisdom and strength is too big.
If you have mature masters of the fourth level of kendo, you can really achieve twice the result with half the effort.
"Then, what price should I pay?" Fang Xin knew that there was no free dinner to eat.
The other party did not expect Fang Xin to be so direct, so he paused before saying: "We only hope that you can join our professional swordsman list. Once a year, we will be responsible for representing our club. We usually provide swordsmanship in our club. How about we hire you as a mid-level employee?"
Fang Xin thought for a while and learned swordsmanship. He did come from An Yijing Club. He felt that he should give him a reward, but he didn't want to be held there. While thinking, the other party had already said again: "Our mid-level employee has a basic annual salary of 300,000 yuan. You only need to give advice for 8 hours a week. If you play on behalf of our club, there will be special allowances."
Seeing the other party say this, Fang Xin laughed instead: "I want to say three points."
"First, I am not breaking through the third level, but the fourth level." Anyway, this secret cannot be preserved in the swordsman competition. Moreover, the empire actually hides dragons and crouches the tigers. Although it is rare to break through the fourth level of swordsman at the age of sixteen, it is not without it. If anyone is interested in finding out the Fang family and the Xiao family will be relieved - of course, more importantly, the Xiao family and the Fang family will protect him.
I guess if I get good results in this competition, the Fang family will send someone to contact him.
As soon as this sentence came out, there was a "pop" sound from the other party, and I don't know what I threw it.
Fang Xin continued calmly: "Secondly, your salary is already abundant and the conditions are even better, but I don't need money. If you investigate me carefully, you will know that I have built a charity guild this year and donated more than 10 million yuan."
An annual salary of 300,000 is already considered good, but it takes more than 10 million to earn, and it will not eat or drink for forty years. This clearly illustrates the problem.
"However, your society is indeed my place of kendo enlightenment, and I am willing to repay your society to some extent, but if you officially join your society, there is no need to." Fang Xin said lightly, pointing out the way of cooperation.
These are obviously beyond the other party's expectations. What does a fourth-level swordsman mean? It means being at the top of the entire kendo industry - if it is not considered a peak.
Even if Fang Xin is penniless and has to live on salary, he is not something that an intermediate employee can accommodate.
"Sorry, you really surprised me. This way, can you talk to us face to face on an appointment? I believe everyone will have satisfactory results." The other party finally said this.
Fang Xin smiled: "I will start classes next week. If you want to find me, you can only come to this city to find me. Of course, I generally don't participate in any activities. I will be free on Saturdays and Sundays this month. Except for the competition, you can contact me on any Saturdays and Sundays next month. Of course, you must be a day in advance."
"Of course, thank you for your kindness. We look forward to meeting you... Are you sure you will come?"
"Yeah, I'm sure."
"Then thank you." These words of you are no longer polite, but are really respectful.
"Okay, then that's it, goodbye!" Fang Xin said, and politely asked Ms. Zhang to hang up the information connection first.
Fang Xin knew that the other party would immediately investigate his background carefully and discuss the value of a fourth-level swordsman and a sixteen-year-old fourth-level swordsman. Fang Xin himself didn't understand, and only they could evaluate it.
The only thing that can be said is that a star will slowly rise in the night sky of the empire.
I closed the column of the Kendo Competition and browsed other information. I found that there were many letters in my semi-plane, most of which were letters from students’ parents. Some were thankful and some were requested to continue opening.
Fang Xin was busy for a while before he sorted out some things.
This year, I must get the title of third-level bachelor, Fang Xin thought so.
Then I got up. I have to say that the fresh nutrient solution is good and it feels very comfortable. Moreover, the supporting nutritional warehouse series can be washed inside, so it feels like it is naked, but it feels like it has been washed.
No one is here now. He stands naked in the hall, stretches out his hands and feet, and lets the water dry himself, so that he can put on his clothes without panic. At this time, it is almost dusk.
Then go outside and go to Aunt Lan to improve her food!
Fang Xin slowly walked down the stairs, opened the door, and stretched towards the red sun. At this time, the street lights on the roadside had already lit up automatically, but because it was still bright, it was dimly glowing.
When he arrived at Aunt Lan's place, Fang Xin was surprised because he saw Wu Yan.
"Wu Yan, why are you here?"
"Fang Xin, have you forgotten? She comes to get half a bucket of food every day to feed the animals. Now the cats and dogs nearby know about it. They gathered a large group and waited for her to feed them every day. I saw that she worked hard and kept her here for some snacks before going back." Aunt Lan said.
"Brother!" Wu Yan raised her head from a plate of food, and she ate it voraciously.
"Oh, Wu Yi is really working hard, it's so hard. Let's do it. Let me tell your parents and ask you to go back slowly. The habit of eating like this is not good. Also, Aunt Lan, she is counted on my account." Fang Xin said casually, and she couldn't eat much by herself: "I want to eat more today, and you can make more for me."
Chapter completed!