The Last Dynasty of League of Legends

Chapter 29

Father Wang opened the door and walked in first.

Sang Xiaozhi watched the Wangs and his son enter the house, and hesitated for a moment, wondering whether she should dare to follow them into the house.

"Teacher Sang, what's the matter?"

Father Wang didn't see Sang Xiaozhi when he turned around, so he quickly reached out his hand to say hello: "Come in!"

Sang Xiaozhi bit her lip and walked into Wang's house.

Most of the father's anger had dissipated during the journey, and at this time there was Sang Xiaozhi present, and he sat down on the sofa, feeling fairly stable.

"Master Wang, tell me! What do you mean!"

Lord Wang and Sang Xiaozhi sat opposite Father Wang. Hearing Father Wang's words, Lord Wang hesitated for a while, but he still said: "I don't want to continue my studies... If I can go to play professionally, I will definitely I'm going to play professionally!"

Father Wang snorted coldly: "Go? Don't you want to go?!"

Master Wang raised his head, his eyes were firm: "No matter what you think, I'm going!"

Father Wang began to touch cigarettes from his pocket.

On the other hand, Sang Xiaozhi spoke up: "Master Wang...you...actually, I feel that you can finish high school. Look, you are already in your third year of high school. Why..."

"Teacher Sang! It's not like you don't know how my grades are! The college entrance examination is coming soon. What else can I change? Instead of going to the exam room to get a predetermined result, it's better to go to the professional arena!"

Mr. Wang's words became more and more fluent, and he no longer had the submissive appearance before: "Besides, I also like to play games! I am very good at playing games! Jiang Shen said that many professional players can't reach my level at present. !"

As the number of words increased, the fire in Mr. Wang's heart gradually ignited.

"Dad, I think what Jiang Shen said is right! I'm still young now and there are so many possibilities in the future. Why can't I choose a path I like?!"

Sang Xiaozhi is still persuading: "But have you ever thought about it, if you really go to play professional games but can't get good results, then what will you do then? As far as I know, every professional player The golden age is until the age of 22!"

Father Wang, who was smoking a stuffy cigarette, raised his head when he heard the words, and asked in surprise, "So short?"

Sang Xiaozhi nodded: "E-sports requires a very high reaction speed for professional players! If the golden age of 22 is passed, then the player's strength will decline sharply. By that time, even the former champions will inevitably have to retire!"

Father Wang took a puff of cigarette and said worriedly: "...22 years old...just four years! Sir Wang, in just four years, can you really make a name for yourself? You know, normal students can't do anything in these four years. The most precious knowledge you learn in college! If you still fail to achieve anything by then, what will you have to compete with them in the future!"

Mr. Wang was a little anxious: "No, why don't you believe me so much?! I'm really good! If I were allowed to play professional games, I would definitely win the championship!"

Father Wang looked suspiciously at Mr. Wang: "Are you very good? How good are you?"

Master Wang stood up and patted himself on the chest: "I am now the top [-] top laner in the country! As long as you give me time, I will reach the number one position in the country sooner or later!"

"No. [-] in the country? Just you?"

Father Wang inspected Mr. Wang up and down, and let out a sneer from his nose: "As far as your virtue is concerned, I think you should stay at home obediently. It's great to repeat your studies for another year, take a university entrance exam, and go to school honestly. Bar!"

"I really..."

Sang Xiaozhi saw that the two of them had a tendency to be arrogant again, so he quickly pulled Mr. Wang with his small hand, pressed Mr. Wang on the chair, looked at Father Wang and said, "Doctor Wang... we don't understand what Mr. Wang said, How about we ask someone who understands this now?"

Father Wang raised his head: "Who knows?"

"That Teacher Zhang just now! Isn't he the director of e-sports at our small town vocational college? He must understand this!"

"Zhang Jing..."

Father Wang thought for a while and nodded.

Father Wang knew Zhang Jing well, so he would definitely not lie to him.

He took out his mobile phone and dialed Zhang Jing's number. Father Wang said directly, "Old Zhang! I want to ask you something!"

The other side of the phone said, "Say it!"

"Is my kid really good at playing games?"

There was silence on the other side of the phone for a moment, and then laughed out loud: "Sheng Jian, do you know how many calls about your kid I answered today?"

Father Wang didn't know what medicine his old classmate bought in the gourd, but he followed his words and asked, "How many?"

"One is the little girl with me today, the team manager of the QG team! There is another one, it's amazing!"

Zhang Jing paused, then solemnly said:
"Jiang Bufan, the honorary chairman of the University League and the champion coach of the League of Legends e-sports!"

Father Wang sat up straight: "Jiang Bufan? Coach?"

"Let me tell you this!" Zhang Jing explained to Wang Fu in a different way, "If e-sports is table tennis, then Jiang Bufan is Liu Guoliang!"

Who is Liu Guoliang, a person of Wang's father's age naturally knows best!

The legend of Chinese table tennis!
After retiring as a player, he became the national table tennis coach, and led the team to win the Grand Slam of table tennis events in major sports games many times!
When the prince was still young, he watched this man's table tennis match every day!

"Liu Guoliang... that's amazing!"

"Sheng Jian, let me ask you! Tell me, Liu Guoliang personally found a good seedling, and then flew all the way from Shanghai to our small place to invite us to join the team... What does this mean?"

Father Wang was stunned for a moment, then hung up the phone silently, and looked at Lord Wang again with a different look: "You... Are you really good at playing games?"

Master Wang was in a hurry: "I said it earlier! I'm super dick!!!"

………………

"Open the door!"

There was a sound outside the hotel room door, Jiang Bufan recovered from the desk, opened the door, and smiled: "You came here very quickly!"

The person who came was a fat man with a bald head. He walked into the room and threw a folder on Jiang Bufan's bed: "I brought you the contract, let's take a look!"

"Thank you!" Jiang Bufan closed the door, picked up the document on the bed and flipped through a few pages, heaved a sigh of relief, "With this, our last shortcoming has finally been made up!"

The bald fat man casually threw his coat on the back of the chair, then lay down on the bed, complaining a little: "I say, Lao Jiang! What kind of god is it that is worth your trouble to run in person?" Come to this place where birds don’t shit to invite people?”

Jiang Bufan raised his eyes from the document in his hand, recalling the games he played with Mr. Wang in his mind, and a proud smile appeared on his lips: "God? That's almost it! Anyway! Da Zhuang, I am This time, I really made a lot of money on this trip to the prairie province!"

Liu Dazhuang propped up his upper body and raised his eyebrows: "That kid's top laner is better than the shy boy?"

Jiang Bufan pondered for a moment, as if he was thinking about how to describe it.

"If the shy man is a demigod on the road...that kid, you can say he is the true god on the road!"

(End of this chapter)