League: I'm a really bad player

Chapter 3 Senior, you must press me to death on the bench!please!
By the time Zhuang Nan returned to the dormitory, those teenagers had already fallen asleep.

Sleeping is ugly.

Zhuang Nan walked quietly to his bed and lay down.

He hasn't had a good rest yet.

Silent all night.

"Morning."

When Zhuang Nan woke up, he saw Chen Ze in the next bed greeting him in a daze.

He nodded slightly,
"morning."

After washing up, Zhuang Nan put on his youth uniform.

TES. mid07?

He looked at the sign on his waist, showing a confused look.

Chen Ze felt more and more that this good-looking mid laner might be dizzy due to too much pressure, so he kindly pointed out,

"This is the player number plate. After all, we were all sent over from the youth training of our respective teams. Like your TES, it is the team where you and the contract are."

"After three months of training, all youth trainees will go through a player draft. The higher the ranking, the bigger the contract. At the same time, your club can give priority to repurchasing you under certain conditions. .”

It turned out to be the case.

Zhuang Nan showed an expression of complete understanding.

Does this mean that he is the seventh mid laner sent by the TES club?

The number seven is a little bit concerning.

Chen Ze scratched his head, "Actually, I don't recommend you to stay in TES."

Zhuang Nan froze for a moment, "Why?"

Chen Ze sighed,

"Why else, there is no playing space."

"Currently TES's mid laner is knight. That's a golden left hand. His performance on the field is outrageous. Can ordinary people steal his starting lineup?"

Zhuang Nan:. . .I think it's totally fine.

As a single peak in the Triple Crown, no one can let him sit on the bench.

This is not arrogance, this is the focus of the championship and the confidence of fmvp.

But still the same.

Zhuang Nan no longer wants to be a struggler.

The name of his system is a bad system, you let him compete for the starting lineup?
It doesn't matter whether you play the starting mid laner or not, it's not interesting.

Wouldn't it be great if you let tes buy it back for yourself, and then sit on the bench and wear it yourself?
16 years old, afraid that the team's starting mid laner is not strong enough.

tes is a good place to go, presumably my substitute must be sitting firmly, after all, the golden left hand sounds like a terrible mid laner.

With such a macho mid laner at the front, why not be able to sit on the bench?
Plan pass!
"Thank you."

Zhuang Nan who made up his mind thanked him.

Chen Ze shook his head, "It's nothing, let's go, the first placement test is about to start today."

When the two walked out of the dormitory, Zhuang Nan realized that the youth training camp was actually a very large building, and players were filing out from the surrounding rooms.

"What the hell is a placement test?"

Zhuang Nan couldn't restrain his curiosity and couldn't help asking.

"It's very simple, according to your performance in the game, you will be graded."

Chen Ze said while walking.

"If you play well, you will be a student from Class S, and if you play poorly, you will be a student from Class F."

"Among them, Class S is almost destined to be the top ten picks, a position that can only be obtained by very talented youth training players."

"On the contrary, the youth training players in class f are in a miserable situation. Every time they are assigned to class f, if they still don't improve next time, they will be directly persuaded to return to the club."

Chen Ze shivered a bit,
"It's embarrassing."

Zhuang Nan touched his wrist, which was a little habit when he was thinking.

He wanted to show off, but he really didn't want to lose face too much.

It's funny to say, a triple crown mid laner was persuaded to leave by the youth training?Zhuang Nan thought he couldn't afford to lose that person.

It seems that this class f really can't go.

At this moment, he suddenly noticed that there were a lot of cameras on both sides of the corridor.

Zhuang Nan:. . . ?
"This is?"

"Oh, I forgot to mention that this selection process is actually a program."

Chen Ze explained,
"On the one hand, it is to ensure the fairness and justice of the selection, and on the other hand, it is also to allow the players who are relatively high in the draft to gain a group of fans in advance, so that they will not be unknown and unable to create income for the club after playing professionally."

"This is also proposed by the club. They can't afford tens of millions of contracts and have to wait for you to slowly produce results to attract fans, right? A little bit of money is a little bit."

Zhuang Nan: Here. .so real?
The damn capitalist!
I really want to be. . .

But this mode is too similar to their Dimensional Girl 101!
"Since this is the case, there won't be any fan voting sessions, right?"

Zhuang Nan asked suddenly.

Chen Ze's expression of how do you know made Zhuang Nan speechless.

Really? !

"That's why I envy you very much. If you are popular enough, you can sign a contract even if Barrel Gnar plays like shit."

Chen Ze sighed,

"Although it's not up to the standard for playing, it's still okay to make live broadcast appointments and economic appointments."

"You look so good-looking, there must be no problem."

Zhuang Nan was silent.

This evil bandit capitalist really has to squeeze out the young players?
Damn, I thought too. . .

"arrive."

Chen Ze stopped and raised his eyes to look forward.

Zhuang Nan looked over and saw only a man in a white team uniform.

"Is our head coach this year actually a pawn?"

Chen Ze muttered to himself,

"Pawn? Who?"

Except for Zhuang Nan's complete condition, he really doesn't know him.

Chen Ze didn't care either. He had already discovered that Zhuang Nan was extremely lacking in some basic knowledge. For the time being, he attributed it to the kid who might have been dizzy from the pressure.

"The msi champion mid laner in s5, the ssw champion mid laner in s4."

"He has skin, a male knife."

Zhuang Nan really wants to say that I have them too, and there are three of them.

But he could figure out the situation clearly, Chen Ze's look at the idiot was not a joke.

Zhuang Nan was afraid that he would send him to a mental hospital on a whim, and that would be a lot of fun.

But it's a bit impolite not to speak.

so he. . .

"Oh."

"Oh? Just oh and it's gone?"

Chen Ze stared at him with wide eyes,
"That's the champion mid laner!"

"and then?"

Zhuang Nan blinked, he really didn't think there was anything to be a champion, he was soft-handed when he got it.

"mad!"

Chen Ze didn't know what to say, so he could only boast.

At this time, the pawn on the stage had already started talking.

"Hello."

When he spoke, the honors he had received so far were posted behind him.

Zhuang Nan, a pure passer-by, thought. . .A little thin.

"I used to be the mid laner of edg, pawn."

Instead of saying that I am the champion of ssw, I use the mid laner of the edg team to describe myself. This pawn has a deep affection for this team called edg.

Zhuang Nan thought silently.

pawn spoke in a steady tone, slowly,
"It's also your class, head coach."

"I don't have much to say, because I feel that my career has not met my expectations. I am not qualified to tell you what to do and what not to do as a person who has experienced it."

"However, I hope that you will all become the future of lpl."

The venue was quiet for a while, and then there was thunderous applause.

Zhuang Nan applauded along with Da Liu.

This is for this player, because as a senior, he is indeed qualified, won the championship without arrogance, and also blessed the younger generation, which is worthy of respect.

As for the future of lpl. . .

Forget it.

I, Zhuang Nan, just want to live a peaceful life as a substitute!
(End of this chapter)