"I...I..." March Yu was a little nervous, especially when her brother Huadili Qing was not around, he hesitated for a while before he could explain her situation clearly. . The fastest update

The headhunter invited her to dinner and talked about things through an endorsement dealer. Although she was rejected, with March Yu's personality, she naturally couldn't say anything sternly rejected, so she gave people the impression that she still had room to talk. So after talking again and again, she always had to go out for a few times, and the impression she gave was naturally that she had contacted the headhunter.

"Where are you?" Lu Li asked Yueguang.

"Old friends gathered, some of them were headhunters," Moonlight seemed not to be too lazy to explain.

Although it is a bit strange that old friends who have been headhunters come to the door during sensitive periods, they can't see old friends because of this. Moreover, people talk about the past glorious years, so it is even more impossible to turn people out.

"I guess I want to poach you," Lu Li nodded.

"Oh," Yueguang responded casually, and then there was nothing. He patted his chest and said that he would never leave anything, but Lu Li was not worried about him.

Moonlight is very important to the Sword of Judgment. It is the top star contestant and the top three in the warrior profession list.

Lu Li, Moonlight, and March Rain, without the powerful mage in charge, this is the iron triangle of the Sword of Judgment. Although the other players also had amazing performances, the most of them were cooperating with the three players' actions.

It can be said without hesitation that as long as Lu Li, Yueguang and March Yu are there, the Sword of Judgment can pull out a team that can only fight at any time.

Because Lu Li is a reborn person, he has not yet appeared, and the players who will rise in the future cannot escape his memory. Some of them cannot win over for various reasons. Although some of their character is a problem, it is still okay to use them temporarily. The most valuable ones are those outstanding players who rise at the bottom.

"Actually, I don't really want to be a matchmaker anymore," Luo Ying took a lot of effort to say the memories.

"Don't you try very hard to become a star contestant?" This time, not only the contestants were shocked, but even the Cat Dad couldn't sit still, and it was obvious that his anger could not be concealed in his doubts.

This girl has been training with him recently. Although she is not a talented player, what Cat Dad is most satisfied with is Luo Ying's perseverance.

I never play the fastest-level mage profession, but in the previous games I have played, I can surpass a group of masters to become the first in the level list. Luo Ying's memory is indeed a girl with amazing perseverance.

"I found that I didn't seem to like this very much," Luoying recalled that she was depressed: "I stood on the winning field, but I couldn't feel the joy of victory. I had to pull out the level list to watch dozens of times every day, but no matter how hard I tried, I could never go back to the front of the level list."

You need to participate in dungeon strategies, competitions, and various competition trainings from Cat Dad. Luoying Memories can control the leveling time, of course, is not enough to make her reach the top of the level list.

She is now at level 57, with more than 40 in the ranking list, which is too far from the first place.

"Uh... try to arrange some leveling time for you," Lu Li Waterfall Sweat Sweat. He could only comfort a girl who only wanted to be ranked first in the level list.

Is this a normal person's brain circuit?

Some girls like to dress themselves beautifully and attract the attention of many people. Some girls like to make money. With money, they can dress themselves beautifully and attract more people's attention... Well, well, all have the same purpose.

But what the hell is that if you want to be the first in the ranking list?

"Also, the competition was too exhausting. I fell asleep after I got off the game. After sleeping until the next day, I couldn't even update my ** novel," Luo Ying recalled another reason.

Most of the people here looked confused, and only the cat likes to eat meat and looks at Luo Ying in surprise: "Sister Huiyi, are you actually writing **?"

"Uh, yes...yes," he said all the novels.

"Wow, what did you write? I really like reading ** articles. What website did you write on..." Balabara had a lot of words that made everyone confused. Obviously, everyone was not on their channel.

"It turns out that memory is a novelist. Then you can hold on for a while and reduce your number of games next season." For Lu Li, who is semi-illiterate, those who can write articles are very powerful people, and they are not even weaker than Luo Ying recalling her current identity as a player, and she doesn't understand what online literature is, let alone what ** is.

"Don't look at me, I didn't have any contact with anyone," Mu Qiu looked at everyone's eyes and immediately expressed his attitude.

He joined halfway, and unlike Cats who like to eat meat and fat monkeys, they are newcomers discovered by Lu Li, so he is cautious in his daily work and rarely contacts the outside world. He also actively participates in activities in the guild, working hard and has a very good reputation.

"So... it's all misunderstandings..." Genhao San breathed a long sigh of relief.

A big crisis was overcome so easily. Poaching may not be so fatal to other clubs, but the Sword of Judgment has only been established for a few months. If two people are poached, they will not even form a complete team.

As long as you survive this transfer season and develop more players in the future, you will gradually gain a foothold.

"Do you eat it or not? When I smell this smell, the master must have prepared it almost all," Fat Monkey rolled up his sleeves and shouted: "Today, the boss is treating the chef, and he is the chef's craftsmanship. Don't be polite, don't go back if you don't get drunk, don't go back if you don't get drunk."

"Loss weight..." The cat likes to eat meat to hit him.

"Only after eating enough, you have the energy to lose weight." Now letting the fat monkey watch others eat is even more exaggerated than killing him.

Lu Li invited people to serve the food. After a storm, he was hungry, and he could try out the craftsmanship of the famous chef. The boss of Jinquelou was a professional life player of the Sword of Judgment. He lent his chef to the guild for free.

Of course, Lu Li did not forget his sister.

Several chefs made some special things, and Lu Li asked someone to give them to Lu Xin, Can Meng, Xiao Bajiang and a few little girls to enjoy.

Can Meng and Xiao Bajiang have transferred to Jiangnan City. Lu Li specially hired tutors for her two children. He patted the chest in front of the parents of the two girls to urge the two high school girls to study hard.

The meal was very pleasant. The Sword of Judgment and other contestants had different personalities, but everyone got along very happily.

After eating, the fat monkey suggested singing K, so the others naturally had to give him face.

But Lu Li didn't go, so he couldn't sing at all. He was born with incomplete tone and even his own sister would laugh at him, so he simply left the cat dad, and several people talked about things while drinking.

"Brother Mao is really unkind. Our family is scheming. Now, even the cat is angry with you." Genhao San filled the wine glasses for Mao Dad. In reality, it is impossible to drink wine in the game, so even if you pour a slow glass, there is actually not much.

The cat father picked it up and drank it all, sighing, "I'm not for her good."

"Understand," Genhao San didn't make up his mind to make things difficult for the other party, so he complained a little. After all, Daddy Cat was just awkward at this moment. He and Lu Li almost turned gray. Before this meal, they almost thought that the guild contestants were planning to run away from home.

"The profession of a matchmaker is hard to last. You see, what kind of people who are still playing at the age of 30 are like this, and all those who have to rely on playing at the age of 35 have become jokes," Cat dad grabbed the bottle and poured a glass himself, then raised his head and fucked again.

What he said is not an exaggeration. There are not many thirty-year-old contestants, but these people almost brought the audience more and more severe disappointments.

Mo Wangfeng is called a veteran, but he is not very old and is only in his twenties now. However, a true veteran at the age of 35 has fewer opportunities to play. Their destination is usually a coach. He was very glorious back then, but now he serves a group of juniors to practice. You can imagine the sourness in his heart.

"It's not that everyone is doing poorly. You are good now," Piaoling lazily clashed with Cat Dad.

"I'm fine, I'm just begging for food everywhere. If I hadn't bought some industries back then, I would have lived a life of squandering. I don't want my daughter to take such a path in the future." The cat father was so drunk that he was already a little drunk at this time.

"Apart from the Sword of Judgment, where can you take her?" Piao Ling pointed out in blood for a while.

"Oh, yes, there is nowhere to go," Cat Dad also accepted his fate. He has a wide connection in the circle and can arrange his daughter to many large clubs, but these clubs are not necessarily better than the Sword of Judgment.

After all, the Sword of Judgment is in the fastest growing period.

"I won't cheat everyone," Piaoling patted Cat's father on the shoulder, and his mood was a little heavy.

What is in front of Lu Li and others is actually the crisis in the transfer season. Although it is a perfect solution in the short term, this crisis is like a cancer cell, and almost no one can cut it off.

In the transfer season, the Sword of Judgment has temporarily calmed down, but other clubs will not be calm.

At the beginning, they were all small-scale fights. After the headhunters muddled the water, the third-tier and even inconsistent little competitions began to jump around. The major clubs were like housewives who bought vegetables in the vegetable market, picking and choosing to throw what they barely like into their own vegetable basket at a low price.

The first second-tier racer who was poached unexpectedly turned into a French fries cookie from Weiyuge.
Chapter completed!