The results of the contest were not long in coming!

The blind monk, Jiang Yifan's crushed equipment and teammates were also completely driven by him, so the game ended quickly.

In the next few consecutive sets of the draft, he perfectly crushed the opponent with his extraordinary awareness and peak skills.

The draft was a success!

Twelve teams selected Jiang Yifan at the same time.

Hopefully he'll be on his team.

Originally, Jiang Yifan wanted to join the original LBG team, but he was surprised to find that there was no LBG team among the twelve teams.

The only LPL team that can compete with the LBG team before rebirth.

So Jiang Yifan chose him!

Back inside the rental house.

Jiang Yifan is still puzzled by the draft, and he keeps searching for information about the professional circle of the LPL league.

Fortunately, the LBG team has disappeared without a trace, while the other teams are still alive.

All-Chinese class OOG, Universe Team WGC, Four Guarantees and One Protoss and other teams with distinct personalities.

But the players inside...

It's just messing around!

For example, before rebirth, a player who played professionally in the OOG team went to the Protoss, and a player from the WGC team went to another team, and the entire professional circle was chaotic.

I made a phone call to my father.

Still a familiar voice.

So in this way, it's just that the professional world has changed?

But...

Where did his old teammates go?

Will it be in other leagues?

However, after searching for a long time, there was still no information from his old teammates, and now Jiang Yifan can only put this matter down, and the money on him is no longer enough.

I could only call my father again with an embarrassed face.

I borrowed 1,000 yuan from my father and put it into the bank card, and waited to go to the bank outside and withdraw it.

It was not easy for him to borrow this 1,000 yuan.

A month later, if Jiang Yifan can't pay off the money three times, then he must temporarily put aside his dream of e-sports and return home to inherit the family property.

On the surface, his father supported Jiang Yifan to play e-sports, but in essence, he still denied it.

In Chinese society, playing games is not favored by others, and it is normal to be spurned by others.

Before his rebirth, Jiang Yifan was able to get his father to support him on the road of e-sports because he was able to make a name for himself within a year.

However, it is still very difficult to earn these 3,000 yuan a month.

Of course, this condition is only for Jiang Yifan before he was reborn.

Now Jiang Yifan has been reborn, with five years of e-sports experience, he can use the live broadcast industry to make money.

I'm going to go out for a meal and I'll be able to report to the WGC team tomorrow.

It's so nice to be able to play professionally at your peak!

……

"Who is this?" The middle-aged man sitting in the office asked in strange Chinese.

On the table is the portrait of a young man.

When you look closely, it is Jiang Yifan!

"A jungler drafter." Sun Han replied.

"Drafters? Didn't I tell you? We don't need any drafters! How many great Chinese junglers are there? Idiot! Am I the manager or are you the manager, do you remember who you are now? You're nothing more than an average assistant coach! Our club's jungler is already there! There is no need for such Chinese junglers! ”

"This is a very good player!" Sun Han retorted forcefully.

"Last year, you recommended three professional players to me, and they all said that this is a very good player! But what? How are they doing now? The Korean coach's spit seems to be about to be sprayed on Sun Han's face.

This move made Sun Han's face pale.

Sun Han said seriously: "They may just be the reason why they are nervous for the first time!" They should be given another chance! This is China! Local players are needed! It's not for you Koreans to make money! ”

"I don't listen to your explanation! You're nothing more than an assistant coach! Who are you to dictate to me! Even if you've been the head coach of this team at S2! But what about now? I'm in charge of this team! If I want you to get out, you should get out of here! Is there a shortage of junglers in our team? You tell me! How about our Korean junglers? What if we're here to make money? Didn't you beg us to come? The Korean coach stood up, pointed his finger at Sun Han's nose and shouted.

The already non-standard Chinese became even more lame as the tone became heavier.

"Our team's run-in has been successful, hurry up and find a reason to eliminate this draft player! If you repeatedly resist my orders, I'll tell the club's hierarchy to get out of here! You know? ”

"What you call potential players only makes our Korean junglers feel uneasy, because this kind of thing is a threat in disguise, you know? Obviously there are already main players, and I am going to find a substitute player! Are you venting your frustration with Li Xi? ”

"I'm not dissatisfied with Li Xi, it's just that this draft pick really has potential!" Sun Han reiterated again.

"Potential? Oh well, I'll give him a chance. The Korean coach glared at Sun Han and said, "Are you satisfied now?" Is it OK to leave the manager's office? Get out of here! ”

In the word head coach, the South Korean upplays his voice.

When Sun Han heard this, he left here unwillingly.

He is now just an assistant coach with no real power in the WGC team.

When he closed the door and left, next to the Korean coach, the Korean assistant coach in the same office stood up.

"Coach Jin Zhihao, are you really willing to give the potential player you are talking about a chance?"

"How is that possible?" Jin Zhihao snorted: "If you don't say that, this stubborn Chinese will continue to entangle!" ”

"Yes, the Chinese don't know what e-sports is!"

"They only know stupidity and brute force, except for the ADC, which does not require IQ, as long as the operation is in place, see what they have to show off, awareness, tactics, operation, which point is they comparable to South Korea?" Jin Zhihao laughed out loud: "Chinese jungler? Where is their consciousness? Aren't junglers the second support in the eyes of their homegrown? ”

"Wait a minute, that draft student is here, you can give him a place to play games, and in terms of salary, I think Chinese clubs are so rich that they should be able to afford it."

"It's also said that the last thing China lacks is this kind of rich fool." The South Korean assistant coach touched his chin and nodded yes.

The two of them continued to talk with laughter and laughter.

"Remember the mid-laner recommended by the assistant coach? What permafrost? In the last game, the jungler will not cooperate at all, and it is a loss for that person to speak out. ”

"If the potential players are at this level, I think we Korean thirteen-year-olds can play professionally!"

Said here.

Jin Zhihao tore Jiang Yifan's player information to shreds, crumpled it into a ball, and threw it into the trash.

"Isn't there a spare space in the basement? Just take him there, I think Chinese Internet addicts should be very satisfied, as long as they can make money by playing games in the base, how wonderful! ”

"Hahaha, you're right!"