Chapter 13 Generation

Accompanied by Heizi, Chu Yun had nothing to do when he entered the venue. He followed Heizi into the special lounge for the players of the game. At this time, several regular players who were going to play the next game were at the front desk venue. Only a few young players who could not play in DND't turn were curiously looking at Chu Yun who came in with Heizi.

In the room, there is a very wide LCD screen that synchronizes the game on the venue. The position is very conspicuous. As soon as you enter the door, you can see it. Now the game seems to have just begun. It is a single-player match between DND captain Qin Hansheng and Huang Hai, a member of Tianhe Team. That's right, DND's opponent this time is the same ranking of the league. Later Tianhe Team,

The Huanghai of the Tianhe team is professional level, but the comprehensive ability is not strong, which is not directly proportional to the strength of Qin Hansheng, who has the name of the magic god. DND put Qin Hansheng in this position. Obviously, he has been forced to sit still and is eager to win a victory to prove himself.

Chu Yun stared at the screen with burning eyes and had not spoken for a long time.

Heizi patted him on the shoulder: "You heard it on the phone just now. Recently, the team is really difficult, because the results of this season itself are not good... It's a shame that we haven't brought a substantial turnaround to DND since we joined. Now the investors have completely lost confidence and have been shouting to withdraw their investment."

"Dear you have any other sponsors?" Chu Yun couldn't help asking,

At this time, Heizi didn't have time to answer, and his voice was interrupted by a loud voice: "Money is not a question, but I can't afford to lose people."

Chu Yun and Heizi both looked back. On the other side of the door, Zeng Ge came in, followed by Dong Bihai, who also didn't play the next game.

Brother Zeng entered the door with the ruffian he was used to. He nodded his chin to the little players and motioned them to go out. Don't disturb the conversation on the other side of the field.

Hey, the main election is not to sit on the court. Does it matter to appear here?

As if he had seen through Chu Yun's concerns, Brother Zeng waved his hand and said, "It doesn't matter. Now it's up to me in the team. I'm the largest shareholder of DND. However, I'll show you something before I speak..."

Brother Zeng picked up two magazines from the edge of the lounge and threw them in front of Chu Yun: "Look first and tell me what your reaction is."

Chu Yun looked at the cover. One is the E-Sport he once saw in the newsstand, and the other is the weekly newspaper of the electronic century. Of course, the headlines have little to do with DND...

"The section in the lower right corner of page 7." Brother Zeng reminded,

Chu Yun turned over the newspaper along with his words,

The title is like this,

[The DND of the magic god is old and is about to withdraw from the stage,]

Just looking at the title, it is clear what is written in the next text, but Chu Yun still read a few lines patiently,

Sure enough, as expected, this is a gun article attacking DND, and it is pessimistic that DND's poor performance is not only out of touch with the playoffs, but also the next team to be relegated.

Chu Yun folded the newspaper and put it back into the distance.

Brother Zeng looked at him and asked, "I've finished reading it."

"It's over, then Brother Zeng, just say it clearly. What can I do to help?" Of course, Chu Yun will not naively think that it is so simple for Brother Zeng to ask himself to cheer for DND.

Brother Zeng didn't say anything, but first took out a bag of cigarettes, handed it to Chu Yun, and also gave him one to Heizi. He competed one himself. Dong Bihai didn't smoke it. He patted his crotch and didn't find the fire engine. Chu Yun here has already handed over the fire.

"Yun Zai, we are a little different in age. You and I may not be as close as Heizi, but I always treat you as my half-brother. Everyone knows my temper and can't control it when I'm angry. What happened before is me..."

"I can't remember anything before. Brother Zeng, you have always been my eldest brother, and my brother has no overnight hatred."

Brother Zeng spit out a burst of smoke and said a few good words in a row: "Well, you're ready to play."

Chu Yun was suppressed on the spot, and he didn't understand where Brother Zeng came to this conclusion.

Chu Yun only had a dry smile, a bitter smile and a sad smile: "I said Brother Zeng, no matter what, I'm a person with a team."

Brother Zeng pointed to Chu Yun and looked like he had known that you would say this for a long time. With a cigarette in his mouth, he put one hand into his clothes pocket and put a document or something on the table: "Look at it yourself."

Chu Yun wondered where Brother Zeng got his confidence. Is it possible that he had signed a deed of sale that he didn't even know?

As a result, he picked up the file and looked at it.

The name of the file is called the Temporary Transfer Authorization,

The main contents are summarized as follows:

The Lemon SLV team transfers the right to use Chu Yun to the DND team. According to this agreement, it is subject to the DND team's game arrangement, but it is limited to the official games. In unofficial games, Lemon SLV has the right to refuse to pay Chu Yun to play. At the same time, the lemon SLV team has the right to play in the following cases. This agreement is suspended... valid until the end of this season,

Chu Yun took a look and saw that this Nima is really a deed of sale,

And I don't think this contract is just like the description of the transfer of goods, but there is nothing wrong with Chu Yun himself who secretly signed this thing. Sadly, the overall situation has long been decided somewhere he doesn't know, because Chu Yun has seen the signature of Miss Lin on the contractor,

Although it is a mystery why Miss Lin signed this contract, to be honest, Chu Yun doesn't want to verify the authenticity of this contract now. He seemed to accept the reality and sighed,

"However, I'm just participating in the competition at the last minute. Didn't you ask a question?" Chu Yun has another question,

"What's the problem? Does the game stipulate that we can't add new players? The Tianhe opposite is not a good bird. After winning two games before, he wagged his tail and became powerful. Yunzai came just in time. He cleaned them up and let them see the tiger's buttocks. They can't touch it." Brother Zeng was domineering and nailed this matter,

Chu Yun had no excuse to find it at this time. He looked at it, and the game on the TV screen gradually came to an end. Seeing that Qin Hansheng held a lot of advantages in the early stage, he was about to capture the opponent's base.

"Well, I'll play in the next single game, Yunzai, you and Bihai run in. He always says that if the boy who cooperates with him can be at your level, the opponent will definitely not work."

In the face of the sudden exposure of Brother Zeng, Dong Bihai panicked, and he could only pretend to be: "A Yun is certainly more powerful than those immature little guys, but it also depends on my cooperation..."

No one present was willing to hear him raise his cowhide, so they walked out of the house.

"Let's go. Let's see how powerful Brother Zeng is in the next game. Shit, the other party's junior won me with Lai Zhao last time, and this time I won't let him spit out everything he ate."

"Wait, I haven't finished talking yet, hey."

Chu Yun was about to follow him when he suddenly saw a mask lying on the cabinet by the door.

"Whose is this?" He asked,

Dong Bihai seemed to be still angry because no one was talking to him just now, so he didn't reply. Heizi glanced at him and said, "It's probably those little team members. There was a night market here last night. Let them go for a walk."

"Oh." Chu Yun picked up the mask and said, "Let me use it."

"What are you going to do with him?" Dong Bihai couldn't help asking,

"Let's be a mysterious man." Chu Yun said and put his mask on his face.