Good luck: The fresh meat husband is so fierce

At nine o'clock in the morning, Lin Qiuran took the subway to the Linjiang villa area.

Her new job is to be the manager of an e-sports club.

In recent years, the e-sports industry has developed rapidly. Meiyu Group sniffed out the huge profits hidden behind it, so it also stepped in and bought the club from a bankrupt owner.

However, due to the problem of capital operation within the group and the asset evaluation of the SOD club did not meet the expected goals, the project was quickly abandoned strategically.

It wasn't until Dandong restarted the project in order to trip her up and delegated Lin Qiuran to be the manager.

The transfer notice was only issued yesterday, and today Lin Qiuran was asked to take up the post immediately, leaving no time for her to prepare.

Lin Qiuran found a place on the subway, clicked on the audio of "SOD team pre-match interview", and plugged in the earphones.

Time was running out, and she didn't have time to make too many preparations, so she could only hurry up every minute to find out.

"Okay, next we are interviewing the captain of SOD, your male god Sunrise!"

Sunrise's voice is transparent and clear, with a kind of clarity unique to teenagers, but also slightly deep.

"I am sunrise."

Lin Qiuran always felt that this voice was somewhat familiar.

"The final is just around the corner. I heard that your old rival Mars team has conducted special training for you, focusing on your weaknesses. Do you feel nervous?"

"Tch." Sunrise sneered sarcastically, "I'm sorry, my biggest weakness is that I have no dead ends."

There is no picture in the audio, but Lin Qiuran has already been able to outline an image in his mind through his few words.

Crazy, and proud.

Young people, who have not been smoothed by the wind and frost of society, are young and vigorous, and young and frivolous.

His tone was very flat, but the arrogance contained in it was obvious.

Lin Qiuran couldn't help but chuckled.

After laughing, he sighed again, dealing with such a person...it's really not easy.

She continued to listen.

"Your teammate and former captain Qingzhou is about to retire. He has been fighting side by side for so many years. You don't say anything, but you must be very reluctant to part with him?"

"What's there to be reluctant about?" Sunrise felt baffled, "Qingzhou's choice was very rational. Retiring at the peak is much better than leaving embarrassingly after being rubbed on the ground by others after a decline in performance."

... He is not soft-spoken towards his teammates.

"Then you will choose to take the road of Qingzhou in the future?"

"No." Sunrise said regretfully, "As long as I'm on the court for one day, I'll always be at my peak."

Further down, are the speeches of other members of the team.

"Fat Master, I want to prove with my strength today who is the number one in the national server."

"I also think that our captain only has one face to see, but I have to say that our captain's face scrolling on the keyboard is more awkward than the opposite face."

And so on.

It must be the championship team, so they have such high self-confidence, right?
Thinking of this, Lin Qiuran clicked on Baidu to search the results of the competition. Her smile gradually stiffened, and she rubbed the center of her brows with a headache.

runner up.

She suddenly felt that she was a little old and could no longer keep up with the thinking of young people.A door to a whole new world is opening to her.

One day in the future, Lin Qiuran will face the "pre-match talk" session without changing his face, watching the players from all walks of life speak arrogantly to their opponents.

The only person who makes Lin Qiuran feel that he is a "normal person" is the one whose game ID is "Qingzhou".

Compared with the previous few people, he is gentle and polite when speaking, which is obviously more in line with the cognition of Lin Qiuran, a social person.

But unfortunately, the only normal person has retired.The game in the interview was the last game of his career.

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Thinking of the prospect of chaos, Zhao Qichen and the others lost their mind to sleep and simply trained all night.

Four Internet addicted teenagers sat in a row, wearing chicken nest heads, wearing crumpled T-shirts and big pants. They were very informal and didn't care about their appearance at all.

Their team had just shot with others, and the old wolf took the lunch.

Just at this moment the doorbell rang, and Xiaopang shouted, "Open the door, old wolf. Who ordered takeaway behind my back?"

"If you continue to eat, the third-level armor can't hold you anymore."

Zhao Qichen glanced at the three layers of flesh on his belly, hurting himself.

"I didn't order takeout."

Old Wolf stood up from the swivel chair, walked over and opened the door.

With just one glance, he was stunned.

Fuck!Which food delivery company actually uses beauties!

No, this kind of elite young lady...

With a professional smile, Lin Qiuran politely introduced herself to him.

"Hello, I'm the new manager of the SOD e-sports club. Can I go in now?"

Each floor of the villa is very large, and the training room where Zhao Qichen is located cannot hear the movement at the door.

Fatty saw that the old wolf hadn't come back, so he urged.

"Old wolf, what did you do, why did it take you so long? You won't take the opportunity to run away, right?"

The character in Zhao Qichen's game was hiding in the room to observe the situation. Taking advantage of this gap, he glanced at the door.

The old wolf was walking in with a young woman.

this person...

That familiar face...

Even if they only "get along" for more than two hours, Zhao Qichen will never forget her appearance.

After waiting for hours, she finally came!

Zhao Qichen was agitated for a moment, slipped his hand, and the chubby next to him let out a scream.

"Captain, why are you blowing my head off? Come on, Mahou save me! Damn it, I'm dead??? Fatty, I just died like this? Zhao Qichen, I'm ignoring you! I can win the MVP in this round! Ahh!"

Xiaopang accused angrily.

"Zhao Qichen, I found that you are particularly out of shape today! Just tell me how many times you checked your phone today? If not a thousand times, it must be [-] times. Say, is there someone outside behind my back?"

"What's the name of the ghost?" Zhao Qichen looked impatient, "It just so happens that you died, so come and take my order."

He pushed away the keyboard and stood up, subconsciously combing his messy hair with his fingers.

Fatty was dissatisfied, "What are you doing?"

"A guest is here." Zhao Qichen clenched his fist with one hand and coughed lightly on his lips, "As the captain of the SOD team, I should go to receive her."

Xiaopang and Mahou looked at each other with puzzlement in their eyes.

"Do you think there is anything wrong with the captain?"

"It seems a little... inexplicably shy?"

"I think so too, but I'm not sure. How can someone like Zhao Qichen, whose face is thicker than a city wall, feel shy?"

"Also, when did he become so conscious of being a captain?"

"This back view is too pretentious, no, I can't take it anymore!"

Zhao Qichen didn't hear how his teammates arranged him behind his back, so he walked up to Lin Qiuran and threatened the old wolf to leave with his eyes.

Then put on a cold look, lowered his voice and said lightly.

"Are you here? Just call. I'll pick you up. How tired I am from running all the way here." Before Lin Qiuran could answer, he continued, "The base is inconvenient, we'd better go out and talk."

As everyone knows, Lin Qiuran finds it a bit funny that he has such a dignified appearance with chicken nest head and SpongeBob SquarePants underpants.

We meet again, classmate Lei Feng.

She was also quite surprised, could it be that he didn't stay after the internship period, so why did he show up at the e-sports team's base again?
It's strange in my heart, but it doesn't show on my face.

Lin Qiuran said in a formal tone, business-like.

"Hi, I'm Lin Qiuran, the new manager of SOD club, may I ask who you are?"

Zhao Qichen's figure froze immediately.

From behind came Xiaopang's uncontrollable laughter.

"Fuck, he failed to pretend hahahahaha!"