I can see the finals

Chapter 29 The Unlucky Team

"Welcome to The Sole Survivor."

Ding Wen just appeared in his personal hut, and then received Fang Luoqing's friend request.

After choosing to accept, the message continued: "The player idiot requests to enter your room."

There is no need for a team to come to my room...

Ding Wen froze for a moment, but continued to press the same button.

"You are no different."

Compared to the black tights that Ding Wen saw yesterday, Fang Luoqing also wore a cartoon version of a yellow dog's head hat today. Black and yellow were mixed together, which looked awkward no matter how you looked at it.

She might have picked up the hat from the game last night, but Ding Wen didn't ask.

After she came in, she looked left and right, and took a general tour of the room: "It's almost exactly the same as mine. I thought you would buy a lot of decorations."

"No money."

Ding Wen replied concisely, then scrolled down the friend list, and found that there were still several unprocessed friend requests.

When I looked carefully, the applications all came from the player named Little Xingxing.

In fact, after the first game ended yesterday, Little Xingxing didn't send many friend requests. Originally, Ding Wen's incident was over like this, but for some reason, he suddenly started again today.

"Why add me, I'm not a great god."

Ding Wen wanted to ignore it at first, but it might be because he was online, a new message is coming soon.

"Player Little Star spent 1000 points and sent you a friend request."

I go……

No need, bro!

Ding Wen was a little speechless, his eyes stayed on the amount of points for a moment, but he still couldn't resist the temptation and chose to accept it.

"What are you doing?" Fang Luo asked Ding Wen curiously when he saw that Ding Wen had suddenly stopped moving.

"It's okay, I added someone."

As Ding Wen said, seeing the ID of Little Xingxing appeared in the friend list, he edited a message and sent it to him.

"Brother, it's a waste."

"Oh, you've added me!"

Little Xingxing seemed in a hurry, so she saved the trouble of handwriting and replied directly by voice: "I know you don't want to add me and think I'm a liar, I can understand this. But please believe that what I said is the truth, Absolutely not a false word!"

"Okay... okay, I believe it." Ding Wen guessed his intention in his heart, and asked, "Is there something wrong with you adding me?"

"One thing." Little Xingxing was not in a hurry to express his intentions immediately, but changed the topic to another aspect: "I have seen all the results you played yesterday."

"Ah?" Ding Wen didn't understand what he was going to say, and was very puzzled: "What's so good about my record?"

"Five games, two first." Little Xingxing did not answer, and then continued to speak: "I found that in the two games where you won the first place, your elimination score is not very high, and The profession you use is not very good either."

"so?"

"So I think you are a person who really plays games with your brain."

"..." Ding Wen was in a daze. Did Little Xingxing add him just to praise him?
Impossible, isn't this sick, and spent 1000 points just to do this?

Of course he didn't believe it.

"Thank you, I got the first place because I was lucky, and circle luck favors me a bit."

"No, it's not luck." Little Xingxing's tone was very firm. If Ding Wen could see him at this moment, he might still see him shaking his head there.

"The things you said in the hospital corridor, how can you get the first place by luck?" He continued: "Although your operational ability may not be good, but you have a lot of ideas!"

Ding Wen suddenly found it very tiring to chat with him. After talking for a long time, he still didn't understand the real reason for Xiao Xingxing's visit.

"Brother, can we stop making detours..."

"Sorry, I was too excited." Little Xingxing paused, as if adjusting his mood at this time, and asked after a while: "You know, I am an active game data analyst."

He deliberately bit the word 'active' very hard, as if to prove his identity to Ding Wen again: "Forget it, I'll just open up and say, you've heard of the Light of the Seventh District, right?"

District Seven Lights?

Ding Wen thought it sounded familiar. Thinking about it carefully, he quickly remembered: "A team from the secondary league?"

"Yes, Glory Seven District Light E-Sports Club." Little Xingxing directly said the full name of the club: "Also, let me emphasize that our team is only temporarily in the secondary league, and we actually have all the strengths. Always believed in that!"

Ding Wen had heard about the Light of the Seventh District. This is a team that is between the first league and the second league.

Speaking of which, this is also an old and unlucky team. Every time it is promoted to the competition, it takes 5th place with 6 places, and 6th place with 7 places. It seems that there is a mysterious force secretly manipulating it, which always makes it magical. miss with it.

At the same time, this is also a typical team with one god and four pits. The only thigh player in the team passes by. A player of great ability.

But unfortunately, limited by the contract and the club's reluctance to sell, he can only waste his talent in vain and spend his days in the secondary leagues.

"Having said so much, don't you want to recruit people?" Hearing this, Ding Wen's heart beat faster and his spirit tensed up.

"No, you're thinking too much. With your strength, you can... oh, I'm sorry." Little Xingxing changed his words in time.

"Do people nowadays like to tell the truth so much..." Ding Wen sighed, and the inexplicable hope that had just arisen disappeared without a trace.

That's right, he really doesn't have the strength to become a professional player. To put it bluntly, he has the qualifications.

Having won the first place several times in the game does not mean that he is nb, after all, a serious professional player can achieve a lot of first place in the regular circle.

To be honest, if you want to become a professional player, the most important thing is undoubtedly... Responsiveness!

And this point, it is indeed impossible for Ding Wen to possess it anyway.

At least... for now.

"I'm sorry, I spoke a little bluntly, I hope you don't mind." Little Xingxing felt that what he said just now was inappropriate, so he apologized politely, and then said: "Let's get to know each other formally, my name is Guan Xing, the statistic of the Light of the Seventh District e-sports club." Analyst, and...coach."

Little Xingxing speaks straightforwardly, so Ding Wen can't say some polite words like "I have admired him for a long time".

"I haven't heard of it." He answered in three words.

"Eh..." Little Xingxing was a little embarrassed, coughed lightly, and explained: "I'm new to the job, and it's normal if you haven't heard of it. Well, let's get down to business, aren't you curious about me being a data analyst, why? Will you come to the new area to play games?"

"Ok?"

"I'm here to find the answer." Little Xingxing's tone suddenly became very strange, a little low, and also a little inexplicably emotional: "I've been thinking, for a player, between talent and brains, which... is more important. "

(End of this chapter)