Chen Jing stared at Lin Jing who entered the elevator without looking back. When the elevator door closed, he reluctantly looked away: "I have a lot of female fans. When I play games, I am often raped by female fans at the scene.
Come here to take a photo. Last year, I played a water friendly match with a popular female star at the autumn competition. I can be considered a person who has seen the world. But when I met this girl, I found that I really didn’t know the world well enough.
.”
Shengcheng ignored him, drooped his eyelids, and casually sent a message to Lan Bowen.
"By the way, Shengcheng, how did your mother know such a girl?"
Sheng Kuang didn't even raise his eyelids: "The daughter of Ms. Qin's old classmate."
"Envy, why don't I have such a mother? Why don't my mother have such an old classmate? Why don't my mother's old classmates have such a daughter?" Chen Jing was immersed in the amazement brought by Lin Jing and couldn't help but say
Then he sighed: "I have to say that your mother, the daughter of an old classmate, is really stunning. Aside from her good looks, she also has a really good temperament. That temperament is so damn clean. You
Understand? It’s so clean that people really want to get it…”
Sheng Kuang stopped typing and looked at the supermarket receipt that Chen Jing had just thrown away on the table: "Chen Jing."
Chen Jing turned around: "What are you doing?"
"Look at your WeChat payment code."
"Why are you looking at this thing?" Chen Jing said as he clicked on the WeChat payment code, "What, you want to give me money?"
Sheng Cheng didn't say anything, he held up his phone and scanned Chen Jing's screen.
Immediately afterwards, a reminder that a small amount of payment had been received popped up on Chen Jing's phone.
"What the hell? You really gave me money? Sheng Kuang, when did you get so good? Do you need anything?" Chen Jing paused and stared at the amount of money to study for a while: "Eh? Why do I feel that this amount is too much?
It looks more familiar, like I've seen it somewhere before?"
Sheng Cheng's fingertips holding the phone trembled.
He paused for two seconds and glanced at Chen Jing nonchalantly: "Lan Bowen has finished talking to YLS."
Chen Jing was successfully led away from his train of thought: "Is it expensive?"
yls is a little-known team. It entered the qualifiers from the secondary league last year and entered the kpl league from the qualifiers at the beginning of the year.
The boss started this team purely because of his hobby. Due to limited funds, he only had five players from beginning to end, not even a substitute. Halfway through the spring split in the first half of the year, the boss had problems with his capital chain, which started to happen frequently in the past two months.
The wages of the players are in arrears. Those players do not have professional coaches and their results are as bad as expected. Although the spring competition is not over yet, everyone already knows that YLS is destined to be relegated back to the qualifiers with last place.
Already.
Even if they were relegated, the team was still poor. On the day they were eliminated from the KPL Spring Split, two of their players had a mental breakdown and packed up their things and went back to their hometowns that day.
It was too troublesome to form a new team, not to mention that they had to start from the secondary league, so when Shengjing decided to terminate the contract with gdt, they set their sights on yls.
Chen Jing was successfully led away from his train of thought: "Is it expensive?"
"good."
Shengcheng said it was okay, but it was really okay.
The owner of YLS owes a lot of debt for this team, and is currently in a situation of extreme lack of money. Now when someone wants to buy his team, it is easy to negotiate. Lan Bowen talked to him twice, and the matter was finalized.
However, although this matter is progressing smoothly, it does not mean that it will be settled once and for all...
Thinking about it, Sheng Kuang added: "yls left two players, leaving only three. One of the three is a jungler, which overlaps with my position. The other two are okay, one is the mid laner and the other is the shooter.
, the training and training in the middle school can still be used, but the shooter..."
Sheng Cheng couldn't say enough and said: "That's enough."
Chen Jing: "So, what do you mean, we are not only lacking a top laner, but also a shooter?"
Shengcheng: "Yeah."
Chen Jing exploded: "The finals of the Spring Split are next Saturday, and the qualifiers will start right after it ends. It will take less than half a month in total. Where can I find top laners and shooters?"
Pomp and circumstance: "Live broadcast."
Chen Jing: "?"
…
As Lin Jing took the elevator back to the third floor, Sheng Cheng's words echoed repeatedly in his ears: "This kid named Lin Jing, would you like to do me a favor?"
The elevator stopped and the door opened. Lin Jing couldn't wait to rush into the bathroom, turned on the faucet, and washed her face. She raised her head and looked at herself in the mirror, thinking about what happened after Sheng Sheng said these words.
, she barely hesitated and blurted out subconsciously: "Yes."
Lin Jing, who really didn't want to admit that it was his fault, closed his eyes in annoyance, lowered his head again, and poured a handful of cold water on his face.
After coming out of the bathroom, Lin Jing lay down on the bed and buried his face into the pillow.
After standing there helplessly for more than half an hour, her cell phone suddenly rang.
Feeling that she was too embarrassed to see anyone, she stretched out her hands on the bed and fumbled around for a while before finding her phone.
I pressed the screen to light up and held it in front of me, only to find that it was a reminder from a live broadcast platform: "Miracle is live broadcast——"