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Chapter 38 Lin Nuo, who wants to overturn King(1/2)

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Li Xixi was very angry. As for games, victory or defeat is common. Isn’t it normal to be defeated or sealed by others?

What made her feel aggrieved and angry was that she was defeated by the same person using the same tactic many times... This was somewhat aggrieved.

Until one time, she seized the opportunity to fight back decisively, and the puppy poisoned the army to steal the family, recovering her disadvantages and almost defeating Lin Nuo.

Team Miao and Zhang Yu sometimes watched from behind, and they were still communicating in a low voice.

The former is an old man with a slightly taller hairline. He was once a professional player. When he was playing professionally, Zhang Yu was still hiding in a black Internet cafe.

As for the grades, they are also average.

At that time, the game was not as popular as it is now. The pheasant team in the group was directly crushed by the opponent in the official game and beaten up in all aspects.

It was not until later that the situation slowly changed.

"I know why Team Liang of DS team is obsessed with this person."

"Because he has the strength, he is the kind of person who doesn't need to slowly tap his talent. As long as he signs a contract, he can play formal games on the spot, and there is a great possibility of achieving good results."

"Yes, his lower limit is your upper limit!"

Hearing this, veteran Zhang Yu was a little unhappy and couldn't help asking: "No, please explain it, what does his lower limit mean is my upper limit?"

He feels like he is a low-end version.

"You have defeated Sun, and he has defeated him, your peak is here, but he is still young, isn't he? There are endless possibilities for his future.

The Asian Championship and the Global Championship are his stage, so he should compete with Sun, Serral, and King for the championship."

"Why do I feel like you look down on me?"

"Did you know it now?"

Zhang Yu rolled his eyes and said back to the main business: "Is there any amazing newcomer in this year's Asian Championship?"

"Um?"

"Oh, I haven't reached the quarterfinals for a long time... If I don't score a good result, others will really regard me as an ugly person like Yan Liang and Wen."

“…”

Team Miao frowned slightly, always feeling something was wrong with this.

It took me a long time to recall that this guy was not trying to compete for the championship, but was afraid of being picked up by the newcomer.

"If you want to achieve great results, King and Sun are your rivals."

"snort!"

Zhang Yu sneered and said disdainfully: "I can't beat it!"

"Can you be tougher?"

"King has never beaten once. Sun's words... I feel like I can touch it."

"If you don't talk about this, there seems to be no particularly powerful new players among the Korean players. Of course, it may not be accurate. Their domestic games are all fierce men such as King and Sun, so it is normal that they can't score.

He really scored, and he was another desperate player.

Well, there is a day player worth noting. The game ID is Sakura, which means Sakura.”

"Little girl?"

"A cool little girl!"

“Beautiful?”

"... People like you deserve to not make it to the eighth match! Sakura is a god player. She is a champion in all competitions in China. She was born last year and didn't sign up for the Asian match for some reason.

I haven't met with a really top player, and I can't see my strength and potential. I personally think it's worth noting."

"What kind of powerful players can come out if there is a big place? It's not worth mentioning, just skip it!"

"For newcomers, are Han Yanchen and Gao Haiyi counting?"

"The nameless junior is not worth mentioning!"

"Where is Ho Dongliang."

"Don't care!"

“…”

The Miao team almost got angry and laughed. This bastard is quite crazy. I hope the Asian game will not start.

"The registration time for the Asian Championship is still at the end of September, right?"

Zhang Yu said with a serious expression: "Junhao's Grandmasters Tournament starts in June and will definitely end in mid-June... If I want to sign Lin Nuo, what treatment can the team give?"

"Two hundred thousand a year, helping to pay five insurances and one fund, this is no longer a newcomer who can get treatment."

Team Miao thought about it seriously.

“Too few!”

"A lot already!"

"Can you get a contractual treatment similar to a bet agreement?"

"What's the meaning?"

"The basic salary is 200,000 yuan per year. If you reach the quarterfinals, it will be changed to 300,000 yuan... That's what it means, that kid didn't use all his strength when he played Sun."

Team Miao glanced at him and said, "This is not a good habit."

"You want to say that he may play counterfeit games in the future? I don't think so, that guy is very serious."

"I made up my mind to let him play in the Asian game?"

"Yes, I agree here, I'll talk to him in person."

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Lin Nuo sat back in the classroom and felt like he was dreaming of returning to junior high school... He looked at the age of his deskmate next to him. This was a middle-aged man who was a little fat.

The feeling of dreaming of returning to junior high school suddenly disappeared!

Back to the point, he may be the youngest among his parents - some classmates also have their parents as sisters or brothers, but they all seem to be older than themselves.

He was turning his pen in his hand, and the English teacher was speaking on stage at this moment.

She was wearing a plain white long skirt and a thin coat of pure black on her upper body.

Wearing the same clothes on different people will have different effects.

This person looks a bit fairy when worn.

Her slightly yellow hair was slightly curled up, neither tied nor tied, and fell naturally.

Just like the skin of mutton fat jade, there is no makeup on the delicate little face.

There were indeed hundreds of millions of beautiful spots, and Lin Nuo quickly withdrew his gaze.

It’s not that I’ve seen beautiful girls before, Li Xixi is quite beautiful, although these two are completely different types.

Suddenly I remembered a joke that Lin Muning told me. Although no one slept in English class, there were still some who failed.

Maybe it was because I read it too seriously and missed the knowledge points...

Looking out the door again, their class teacher was a middle-aged female teacher in her forties and fifties, and a teacher who was quite at ease.

A teacher who can live in a place and a teacher who has no majesty is completely different in his class.

Lin Nuo turned the pen in his hand casually. When holding the pen, he would always turn it involuntarily, turning it from his thumb to his little finger and then turning it back. It was not a superb pen-turning skill, but it was stable enough.

I haven't fallen once since I sat down to the classroom!

Also, because I was sitting against the wall, it actually had no effect on my pen secretly turning.

As for whether playing like this can effectively increase hand speed, he is not sure.

A beautiful English teacher is talking about speaking and listening problems...

drop!

The phone in vibration mode vibrates slightly on the desk and does not make much noise, but the screen just lights up.

The message from Zhang Yu.

"Talking about the issue of playing professionally, I have won you very well, 200,000 a year. If you want, you can sign a bet agreement. If you participate in the Asian Championship, you can enter the top eight and directly turn into 300,000 a year. If you can enter the top three, 400,000 a year. Although the championship is unlikely, if you can get it, you will directly mention 500,000 a year."

With a bang, something awkward happened. Lin Nuo accidentally threw away the pen in his hand, and the crisp sound made by the landing made the English teacher look here.

Parents also pay more or less attention...

Lin Nuo was inevitably a little embarrassed at this moment, but there was no trace of his face.

"Sorry, sorry, you continue."

He said quickly, bent down and picked up the pen and put it honestly on the table.

This story tells us that don’t write it randomly if you’re okay.
To be continued...
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