I don't work overtime as a professional.

Chapter 6 Is this the signing?
Coach Wang Hai was staring at Gong Qingwen with surprise in his eyes.

But when he heard the complaints from the blue people, he couldn't help frowning.

"Have you already lost? You started talking like this before the high ground fell? How will you win the game after everyone is like this!?"

At the end, Wang Hai's tone became slightly lower, and a trace of coldness appeared on his expression.

The three people who complained were silent for a moment, and they didn't dare to continue to complain, but they hit more seriously.

There is no way, if they dare to continue like this, they probably won't even think about playing in the future.

But at this time, in the entire IG.Y base, it wasn't the players who were most shocked.

It was Vice President Zhao who was standing by the wall with a disinterested look on his face.

Zhao Yu didn't intend to watch this game at first, after all, in his opinion, this is a four-on-five game.

He didn't even think about the possibility that the blue side would lose, let alone Gong Qingwen would carry.

If it wasn't for the sake of saving face for IG.Y, he probably would have left a long time ago, why would he stay until now.

But at this moment, Zhao Yu's eyes almost popped out, and his eyes were fixed on the extremely handsome side face.

It never occurred to him that this brat, who in his eyes was too indulgent, could perform so well in this training match.

Almost by himself, he carried the entire game, allowing the game to completely enter his rhythm.

And the opponent's jungler has nothing to do with him?

Zhao Yu was a little suspicious. After all, the opponent's jungler was out of form today.

Or...was I wrong from the beginning?

Zhao Yu shook his head, unable to believe the speculation in his heart.

"No, no, if he is really in a position that he is not good at, he can still play such a carry performance in this kind of matchup."

"Then he should have been discovered long ago, why wait until now?"

While Zhao Yu persuaded himself, he moved closer to Gong Qingwen.

"Maybe it's just that he exploded, and the jungler on the opposite side is sluggish. Anyway, it's not just this one. I'll continue to observe."

……

There were no surprises in this game, which ended at 22 minutes.

Gong Qingwen's clown record is 9–1–6, topping the field.

And not surprisingly, he won the MVP of this game.

"Gong Qingwen, right?"

Gong Qingwen turned his head, coach Wang Hai was looking at him.

"Yes."

"Are you better at ADC?"

Here it comes... Zhao Yu's eyes lit up suddenly.

He was still thinking just now, if IG.Y signed Gong Qingwen only based on this performance, then he would have no way to confirm his guess.

After all, looking at Gong Qingwen's performance just now, and looking at what he said before, Zhao Yu still couldn't help but blush.

And as the vice president of the Scouting Association, he should have cheered for Gong Qingwen.

But in his heart, he hoped that Gong Qingwen would perform poorly, so that he would not be so ashamed in front of Gong Qingwen.

Amid the curious, encouraging, or inexplicable eyes of everyone, Gong Qingwen nodded slightly.

"Well, that's it."

Coach Wang Hai nodded slightly, then turned to look at the ADC on the blue side just now.

"You go to play jungle, let Gong Qingwen come to ADC."

Wang Hai's voice had an undeniable momentum, the ADC was only slightly taken aback, and then nodded quickly.

Wang Hai then turned his head.

"Go."

Gong Qingwen hesitated for a while, and tentatively said: "Well, how many trials do I need?"

Wang Hai paused, thinking that Gong Qingwen asked the question out of concern about his own future.

"Play well next time, and I will tell you when the time is right."

Gong Qingwen scratched his head, uh... well, in order to fully experience the transformation of social animals, he can only accept this overtime.

That's right, Gong Qingwen now regards this trial training as an unscrupulous overtime.

Thinking about it, Gong Qingwen didn't hesitate, and directly locked the avatar of the night hunter whose proficiency had reached the perfect level.

Gong Qingwen definitely doesn't want to complicate things that can be ended more easily.

"The night...would be afraid of me too!"

A deep and sexy female voice sounded in Gong Qingwen's skull, and this sound effect surpassed all the 3D sound effects that Gong Qingwen had heard in his previous life.

Gong Qingwen couldn't help but tremble all over, and then his blood boiled...

Cough... No, I just got a little more energetic.

……

The second training match ended at 21 minutes.

Gong Qingwen's night hunter suppressed his opponent from the beginning of the laning period, and created several kills, without giving any chance to the players laning with him.

And after entering the team battle period, they entered seven times and exited seven times, constantly wandering on the edge of the blade.

The operation of each wave is almost to the extreme. With the addition of perfect level proficiency, Gong Qingwen has no flaws in the operation.

In the end, he entered the arena with a wave of incomparably fierce circles, successfully cut to death the opponent's double C, and then cooperated with his teammates who came after him to destroy the opponent.

Looking at the overall situation, the performance of Night Hunter can be called perfect. While daring to fight, the operation is extremely delicate.

In the end, the Night Hunter's record stayed at 11–0–3.

The overall performance is even more perfect than the previous clown.

At this time, coach Wang Hai couldn't sit still anymore.

"How's your hero pool?"

Gong Qingwen got up from his seat, Wang Hai's performance seemed very urgent now, and it was difficult for Gong Qingwen to continue sitting.

"its not bad, right."

Gong Qingwen replied, his expression returned to the state of wanting nothing.

Hmm... dull.

Wang Hai pondered for a moment, then seemed to have made up his mind, then raised his head.

"Then sign the contract and don't continue to fight."

As soon as Wang Hai said this, everyone's eyes focused on him.

Immediately afterwards, everyone couldn't help but turned their shocked gazes to Gong Qingwen.

Two hands... It was just a simple game of two hands, and Wang Hai actually made the decision to sign the contract.

In the eyes of everyone present, this matter was more or less impulsive.

After all, no matter how well Gong Qingwen played these two games, they were just two games. Who could guarantee that he would always be able to perform like this?
There were more than one or two people who had this idea, and Zhao Yu had the strongest reaction among them.

"This...is this the decision to sign the contract?"

Zhao Yu stared blankly at the slender and thin figure, but couldn't help asking directly.

Wang Hai turned his head, his expression was very indifferent, and there was a little puzzlement in his eyes.

"Is there any problem? This should be a good thing, but Vice President Zhao doesn't seem very happy?"

Zhao Yu was taken aback for a moment, and everyone's eyes had already focused on him, which made him a little uncomfortable.

"No... no, of course I am very happy, but with a serious and responsible attitude towards the players and the club, I think it is better to play a few more training games."

As soon as he finished saying these words, Zhao Yu began to regret, wishing to slap himself a few times.

What are you doing?Lost your mind?

The player who was signed after two training matches was recommended by the Scouting Association. What a good promotional material this is.

And if Gong Qingwen can get ahead and become famous in the future, the Scouting Association will definitely be a topic that cannot be avoided.

This is another wave of free publicity, the kind that is more useful than spending money on advertising.

The more Zhao Yu thought about it, the more angry he became, scolding himself ten thousand times in his heart.

And he seemed to have completely forgotten how he viewed Gong Qingwen before, and how he believed that Gong Qingwen would be "eliminated".

Wang Hai gave Zhao Yu a strange look. This was the first time he had heard such a request.

Obviously all the players he brought over were decided to sign, and he also asked the club to play a few more training games, as if he was afraid that the players he brought would be signed.

(End of this chapter)