Above the mountain of elves

Chapter 309
Four victories in four games, such a record is not unprecedented, but Mo Yan is the youngest recorder among them.

So, Mo Yan became famous, and famous!
The advantage is that in the next game, more and more people will bet on him.

Naturally, as long as he wins, he will get more and more dividends, so much that it makes people jealous.

Mo Yan doesn't care much about money at the moment, after all, his main purpose of participating in the competition is to train elves.

But he would not refuse such a generous reward. During the chat with the owner of Adam, Mo Yan also realized that money is absolutely necessary if he wants to run the gym well.

Relying on the subsidy that the alliance gives to the gym each year can only maintain the normal operation of the gym. If you want to become bigger and stronger, you still have to rely on the owner of the gym to use his own brains.

Therefore, selling stones, selling perfume, playing water ballet, and opening hot springs are all beyond the imagination of others, and there are no museum owners who cannot do it.

After all, a gym trainer in a city is on an equal footing with the mayor and has a high degree of autonomy, so it is not difficult to develop some secondary industries.

Of course, there are disadvantages to being famous, not to mention the silent words of a little handsome.

In a closed space like a cruise ship, it is not difficult to find out where Mo Yan lives.

It was another sunny morning, and the sun at nine o'clock had already hit Mark's butt through the glass window, and there was a continuous noise coming from his ears in a trance.

Open the door, open the door!

Open the door, open the door, open the door!

Don't hide in there and make no noise, I know you're home!
You have the ability to win four consecutive victories, and you have the ability to open the door!

Open the door, open the door, open the door!

……

Not to mention, it has a sense of rhythm, but... disturbing dreams, my God!

Mark got up angrily, rubbed off the gum from the corners of his eyes, and opened the door angrily with his head on the chicken nest.

The living room was quiet, only the knock on the door continued to show its presence.

From the looks of it, Mo Yan and George had obviously gone out, otherwise they wouldn't have woken up Mark.

Mark was scratching his chicken coop, wearing big pants and flip-flops, twisting the doorknob angrily, he had already thought out the first line, "Knock on the door early in the morning, crazy!"

Then, the door opened...

"Ladies and gentlemen, what's the matter?"

Mark looked at the dozen or so beautiful girls with different styles at the door, and instantly changed his tone of speech.

"Excuse me...does contestant No. 66 live here?" The little loli who stood at the front spoke. Because she was the shortest, everyone was worried that she would not be able to see what happened when the door was opened, so they humbly chose to let her knock on the door.

Unexpectedly, the little loli knocked out the rhythm, the style, and the freestyle!

When Mark heard that he was not looking for him, he was distraught, "Why are you looking for him?"

Don't look for yourself, but chatting is fine, and chatting is not breaking the law, Mark thought silently.

"No. 66 is really here? We are his fans, can we go in and meet him?" the girl group representative Xiao Luoli said excitedly.

Seeing that her desire was so strong, Mark was about to let the door open, but when he raised his head, he saw a dozen pairs of fiery eyes.

No!

Mark subconsciously refused, but he couldn't think of a reason for the rejection.

However, after seeing these more than a dozen pairs of hot eyes quickly change to the direction of hostility, Mark was quick to wit.

"The number 66 you wanted is not here, he's gone out!"

"Going out? We came early and knocked on the door for an hour but no one came out. You are lying!" A voice of Yujie came out. Mark looked around, but found no one who spoke.

"No. 66 goes out for training very early every day, that's why he is so strong, don't you think so?"

I don't know why, but Mark just doesn't want these people to come in. The three boys' room, girls can just enter it!

"Is what you said true?" This time it was replaced by a queen's voice, but Mark still couldn't find out who was speaking.

"Of course, I look like I just woke up, and now I'm here to open the door, so there's no one in the room."

After all, the dozen or so small fans of Mo Yan reluctantly gave up, and after hearing that Mo Yan was training, they went to the elf training room together after a lively discussion.

In the process, Mark, who was leaning against the door, heard loli sounds, Zhengtai sounds, and uncle sounds one after another...

Wow, Mo Yan's fans are all monsters and goblins, they can't be provoked!

Mark rubbed the goosebumps on his body, and decided to go back to sleep to feel the shock.

On the other side, Mo Yan and George, who hadn't returned for a long time, naturally didn't just go to morning exercise.

The two who left at seven o'clock only stayed in the training room for an hour before being respectfully invited by two men in suits to an office larger than their three-bedroom and one-living room.

"Sure enough, it's a boy born from a hero. I'm the captain of the San Anhua, Dafu. I'll cause you trouble by asking my subordinates to invite you here."

Reaching out without hitting the smiling face, Mo Yan looked at the old man in a suit in front of him, and he didn't look like a captain at all.

What about the whiskers?What about the beer belly?If it doesn’t work, here comes the one-eyed dragon eye mask, and the big golden hook is also fine.

"I don't know why Captain Dafu is looking for me?"

"Hahaha, don't be in a hurry, I just want to get acquainted with young talents like you..."

Dafu, the captain in a suit, began to talk high-spirited, quoting ancient and modern times, and talked nonsense for a while, just not talking about business, it seemed that he really just wanted to make friends with silent words.

Liar!
Although Mo Yan was impatient, but after all, he was sitting on someone else's boat, so he was very cooperative all the time, and from time to time he had to act innocently excited.

And George's patience is better than Mo Yan's, and his acting skills are more exquisite. Seeing George's actions, Mo Yan almost thought he was really fooled.

After about half an hour, Dafu stopped his narration and nodded in satisfaction seeing that both of them looked like they still had something to say.

"Mo Yan, you have such great strength at such a young age, the usual training must be very hard."

"No, it's all the elves fighting for their spirits."

"Uh...then your usual expenses must be very high?" Dafu choked, but quickly changed the subject and continued to be persuasive.

"It's okay, the elves are fighting for their strength, and their strength improves faster."

"Then...then...you don't want to give them better conditions and training for such competitive partners!"

Captain Dafu has lost his temper, you don't play your cards according to the routine.

"Think about it, you have to think about it!" Mo Yan nodded obediently, enough was enough, he had almost guessed why the other party asked him to come here.

Trader!

Mo Yan's four-match winning streak surprised not only the betting audience, but also the organizers who saw his sudden emergence.

Then, how to maximize the benefits is the next thing to consider.

(End of this chapter)