League: I'm a really bad player

Chapter 11 I Have a Dream

It's Zhuang Nan's turn.

"TES. MID07!"

Accompanied by Yu Shuang's shout, Zhuang Nan stood up neatly and walked quickly towards the stage.

He walked briskly, but he looked very clean and neat, with an indescribable taste.

Yu Shuang looked at him curiously.

At first glance, the beauty crit.

Why do you want to be a professional player if you are so handsome? ? ?

Isn't it good to debut?
If you make your debut, you, Sister Yu Shuang, will still be able to pick you up. The Chinese don’t lie to the Chinese.

Zhuang Nan walked to the stage and stood still, bowing politely.

When he straightened up, the soft light shone on his face, and when he was finally seen by everyone, many people in the venue suddenly took a deep breath.

He has a face that seems to be finely crafted, with cherry blossom-like lips under the handsome and beautiful nose.

A pair of light brown eyes exuded indifference and calmness.

This is a boy who can make people feel amazing at a glance.

The corners of his lips are always slightly raised. This business-like smile is quite perfect. From the outside, it is impossible to tell whether he is smiling sincerely or just being polite.

This kind of smile seems to make the sun suddenly push away the darkness from the clouds, and shine in at once. It is gentle and calm, making people feel peaceful.

The skin exposed on the neck is white and moist, but it is as pleasing to the eye as a breeze.

Seeing him was like seeing a carefully cultivated flower blooming in spring.

It's obviously a very common TES team uniform, but he just looks like he can't afford it.

At 1.7 meters tall, it makes people doubt his age.

This fucking eight years old?
Zhuang Nan calmly looked at the four persons in charge in front of him, and said softly,

"Hello teachers, I'm Zhuang Nan."

"Currently the Hanbok drill is 70 points, and the national server Canyon Master is [-] points."

His voice was like the warm sun in winter, and he spoke clearly.

Just hearing it makes me feel good.

"Heroes I'm good at are Clockwork, Galio, and Ryze."

The four persons in charge couldn't help but nodded for a moment, suddenly froze, and came to their senses.

"Wait, how many points do you think you have?"

Zhuang Nan didn't even blink, just looked at him innocently,
"Drill one in Hanbok, master of the canyon in national clothes."

He didn't lie, the original product has this score, and if he wants to fake and report a Hanbok with a thousand score, he can't do it, the information is in his hands.

After getting his confirmation, there were inevitably some discussions in the audience.

Many players were under a lot of pressure.

Because they also know that good-looking players are more likely to stand out than ordinary-looking players.

But at this moment, I heard Zhuang Nan say drill one. . .

Although it was shameful, they breathed a sigh of relief.

What, just a broken diamond.

Grandpa will become a master in a few days!

With this sense of superiority, the eyes of some players who were originally timid due to their sudden appearance relaxed a lot.

They are both adolescents, but their eyes at this moment are full of ridicule and contempt.

"What are you doing, is there another drill here?"

"It's so funny, he said he drilled one, he seems quite confident hahaha."

"Probably someone who is going to come here to mess around with the live broadcast to make an economic appointment? It doesn't matter if you beat him badly, you should be able to make a lot of money just by showing him that face."

If Zhuang Nan knew this sentence, he would applaud immediately.

Well said bro, I'm a jerk.

Relying on face to eat is rewarded by God, and I can't help it.

Chen Ze could not hear such words, he argued angrily,
"Brother Nan is very strong! What are you talking about?"

Unfortunately, no one listened to him.

"Um..."

Obviously, the person in charge also felt that he was here to mix up the live broadcast appointment.

After thinking about it, the person in charge of IG tentatively said,

"Do you want to develop more on the side of live streaming or... Sorry, I may be asking a bit bluntly, do you want to become a real professional player?"

He emphasized on "true".

Zhuang Nan:. . .I really don't want to.

But there is no way, the system has given too much!

Come here.

"I think!"

Zhuang Nan showed unusually determined eyes, and looked at the four persons in charge seriously.

If anyone knows about Zhuang Nan, I'm afraid they will say something directly.

Please start your show!
"I have wanted to play professionally since I was a child, and I hope to shoulder the hope of lpl's advancement!"

"I didn't come here for a live broadcast appointment, I came here for my dream!"

"I have a dream to stand on the stage of the S game and prove to them that LPL's mid laner is the best!"

"I have a dream. I tell my juniors that you have only one goal in your career, and that is to be a champion!"

"I have a dream that one day a new player will point to my photo and say, I want to be like him!"

"I know I'm not talented and stupid, but I really hope you can give me a chance!"

"Please give me a chance to prove that I have the ability to go on!"

He spoke sincerely, his voice trembling, as if he was speaking the truth.

Even around his eye sockets, there were tears glistening.

Seeing the somewhat moved expressions of the four persons in charge, Zhuang Nan quietly heaved a sigh of relief.

He has to go to the first team to be a gangster, how can he be a substitute for the first team (angry)?

This live broadcast contract really can't be signed.

So these people's ideas must be dispelled.

Look at their expressions!

Oh damn!
I'm such a born actor, I was born for the Oscars!
My damn talent for acting!
He swept across the audience with complacent eyes, looking at those players with admiration and shame.

Then. . .

He saw Chen Ze with tears in his eyes.

Zhuang Nan:?

Bad, he wouldn't really believe it, would he? !
Hey, wake up!
Zhuang Nan suddenly felt like he was shooting himself in the foot with a rock.

Chen Ze touched his nose, his eyes were red,
"Sure enough, I guessed right."

"Although Brother Nan has been completely depressed by tes, he still has the idea of ​​chasing his dreams."

"He didn't train because he felt hopeless."

"But even so, he still played so well!"

"He must have secretly practiced a lot!"

"And in order not to worry others, he pretended to be calm and said that he didn't want to train anymore."

"Wow, he's so gentle!"

"Okay, we probably figured it out."

The person in charge of WE youth training looked at him appreciatively,
"Although the starting point is low, it does not mean that there is no opportunity."

"Marin didn't play professional until he was 25, but he still shines in the World Championship."

"Our 957 is also a bit old, but when he was there, he was the strongest blue-collar top laner in our lpl."

"You started better than them, you are still young!"

"Come on, I hope you can maintain this belief."

"However... rating, I will only give you an F."

The person in charge of WE said softly,

"We don't listen to stories, and we don't care where you come from. We only care about whether you are strong enough."

"F is fine for you now, but definitely not for you a week from now, you know what I mean?"

He looked at Zhuang Nan expectantly.

Zhuang Nan nodded slowly.

"Thank you."

He bows again.

The person in charge is really responsible.

(End of this chapter)