"As a member of the team, I should be able to stay in the training room to train, right? Could it be that the team can't even give me this?”
Fang Ling stood up and said calmly.
His neither servile nor overbearing attitude surprised the rest of the Nanjing Hero Jiujing team.
Fearless said softly.
"How dare Fang Ling talk to the coach like that? Did he not want to stay in the team anymore?”
"If you can't play, what's the point of staying in the team?”
Qing Rong glanced at Fang Ling and shook his head.
"Humph! With a trash like him, even if he went on stage, he would probably only be the opposite ATM.”
Qing Ze looked at Fang Ling arrogantly, his eyes filled with disdain.
"Have you ever seen a team with a player with a peak score of only 1,800 points? I didn't have the heart to provoke you because you were too pitiful. With your current state, forget about playing professionally, I'm afraid it'll be difficult for you to even enter the top 100 of the peak competition!”
"If it was another team, they would have swept you out of the door long ago!”
Jiu Zhe said coldly. He had long disdained the "fallen" Fang Ling.
"If the team is willing to kick me out, that would be great.”
After saying that, Fang Ling ignored Jiu Zhe and returned to his seat.
"You!"
Jiu Zhe pointed at Fang Ling. The flesh on his face trembled, and he was so angry that he could not speak.
As a famous coach, he had never suffered such a loss in front of a player.
"Humph!"
A moment later, Jiu Zhe snorted coldly and turned to leave.
Meanwhile, Fang Ling ignored everyone's gazes and continued to focus on the game on his phone.
In the game room, everyone saw that Fang Ling was not ready for the game, so they sent a lot of messages.
Han Xin? Han Xin, why aren't you here? Did he go offline?
Dehua: " Thigh, thigh, don't run. I'm still waiting for you to carry me away."
Meng Lei: Brother, what's wrong?
……
Fang Ling smiled and replied to them after reading the messages.
"I had something to do just now, so I left for a while.”
Immediately after, the five of them continued their journey to gain points.
With Fang Ling in the team, even if they were up against a pro player, they could easily crush them, not to mention the fact that most of the players in the fifth row were just ordinary Kings.
Two hours had passed, and Fang Ling had led them to play seven games in total. They had crushed their opponents and won every game. Fang Ling had even displayed his unfathomable Hero Pool.
Han Xin, Li Bai, Cao Cao, Jing, Lan... These were either the children of the game or abandoned junglers. They were all invincible in Fang Ling's hands!
The live broadcast room was even more sensational.
"D * mn, this person's skills are really awesome. No wonder Teacher Meng is willing to play support for him. I don't want to say this, but even if Teacher Meng is offline, I think he can still win this game!”
"As expected of a genius youth. He's probably back!”
"Nanjing Hero Jiujing Squad has finally picked up a treasure. Fearless is already ridiculously fierce, not to mention now that they have such a fierce jungler.”
Of course, there were many who doubted it.
"This is just an ordinary ranking competition. To prove this person's strength, we still have to see his peak score!”
"He only has 2,000 points. How powerful can he be?”
……
"I'm not playing anymore. I'm going offline.”
Lu Dehua complained. It was almost 3 AM. If it wasn't for the fact that he was having a great time playing with Fang Ling, he and Fu Lai would have logged off long ago.
"Brother, your jungler isn't bad. If you ask me, you're much better than Bei Mu. Let's play together another day.”
Before he left, Frey even boasted about Fang Ling's " rainbow fart ". Fang Ling replied with a smile.
"Not at all, not at all. It's just so-so. God Lai, your old teacher is even more powerful.”
The five rows of cars were dismissed.
Fang Ling stretched and was about to go offline when he realized that Meng Lei had sent him a message in the game.
"Brother, are you interested in coming to Chengdu AG Super League to play a game?”
This meant that he wanted to poach people!
"Teacher Meng, don't joke with me.”
Fang Ling first tested Meng Lei.
"I'm not joking. I'm serious. Think about it?”Meng Lei quickly replied to Fang Ling and sent her WeChat ID to him.
Fang Ling hesitated for a moment before adding Meng Lei on WeChat.
He wasn't interested in the Nanjing Hero team. After all, the coach and manager of the team treated him like this. How could he have any feelings for this team?
Moreover, there was still a connection in the team-Qing Ze. His name would definitely be in the starting lineup of the next match. One of the five starting players would be pushed out of the reserve. If he wanted to play in the Nanjing Hero Jiujing team, who knew how long it would take.
However, the matter of the penalty for breaching the contract made Fang Ling feel a little awkward.
"Hello, Teacher Meng. Although I really want to join AG Super Games, I still have a three-year contract with Hero. If I breach the contract, I have to pay a penalty of 600,000 yuan.”
After pondering for a moment, Fang Ling sent the message to Meng Lei.
"You don't have to worry about the penalty fee. As long as you're willing to come, the club will pay the 600,000 yuan penalty fee for you!”
Meng Lei replied boldly.
Although Chengdu AG Super Games Club wasn't considered a wealthy family, they could still afford to pay a mere 600,000 yuan for breach of contract.
"What about the salary?"
Since Meng Lei had said so, Fang Ling did not hold back and directly asked about the treatment. He did not want to enter the tiger's den again.
"We still need to look into the salary. After all, you're just a newcomer and haven't played in a game yet. However, a basic salary of more than 20,000 yuan is not a problem. However, you also know that our club has a lot of people. Whether you can play in the starting lineup depends on your own strength.”
Meng Lei said honestly.
Giving a newcomer a salary of 20,000 yuan a month and even helping him pay the penalty for breaching the contract was not bad. After all, Nanjing Hero only gave him a salary of 5,000 yuan a month, but Fang Ling was not satisfied with this salary.
"Teacher Meng, I'm confident that I won't lose a single match. If I can achieve a 100% win rate in the spring competition, can I sign a 10 million contract?”
Fang Ling sent the message to Meng Lei, but she did not reply after reading it.
Ten minutes later, Meng Lei sent a WeChat message.
"I have already communicated with the club. We can sign a gambling agreement. If you can really do it, we will personally hand over a ten million contract. But if you can't, you can only get a monthly salary of three thousand! Do you dare to bet?"
After reading this message, Fang Ling's lips curled up slightly.
"No problem!"
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