League of Competitive Era

Chapter 92 Draft
Early the next morning, Chen Mo left the school and went to the OCG club for trial training.

Of the three clubs, only OCG is in the capital, so it has also become Chen Mo's first choice.

The location of the club is not very far from Huaqing University, and it takes ten minutes by taxi.

The OCG club looks much more luxurious than the e-sports center in Huaqing. From the outside, it is full of modern technology and keeps up with the trend of the times.

As soon as Chen Mo walked to the door, he saw two men in suits waiting at the door.

Seeing Chen Mo, they immediately greeted him with warm smiles on their faces.

"You're finally here. We're here to wait and see. Don't worry, Chen Mo, there's absolutely nothing wrong with choosing our OCG." One of the men held Chen Mo's hand, patted his chest and said confidently.

"Manager Li, don't worry, if it's suitable, I will consider your club."

Chen Mo's answer was very old-fashioned, which made Manager Li feel like he was punching the air with his fist.

I'm already so enthusiastic, logically speaking, shouldn't you pat your chest and say it's okay?

He chuckled, "Since that's the case, I won't say much else, let's start the trial training directly."

After speaking, he took Chen Mo directly into the club's training room.

However, what Chen Mo didn't expect was that outside the OCG club, there were reporters standing guard.

Li Ming feels that today is his lucky day. As a rookie e-sports reporter, he has always been very hardworking.

Before he entered the industry, he always thought that e-sports reporting was a good industry. Players and clubs rushed to interview him in order to become famous.

However, the reality is skinny, no one will look down on him as a rookie reporter, he can't even enter the gate of the OCG club.

In desperation, he could only squat at the door of the club, hoping to meet a big news.

It's just that he didn't expect that it really made him squat down.

The guy who just entered the OCG club, he was very impressed.

"Isn't this the college league champion Chen Mo? Could it be that the team he chose is OCG?"

Li Ming suddenly became excited. After winning the university league championship, Chen Mo is now considered a popular figure. Which club he will join, surely many people will care about it?
Thinking of this, Li Ming quickly picked up the camera and snapped snaps at the people at the entrance of the club.

He seemed to see a future in which he would be promoted, get a raise, and marry Bai Fumei.

After taking the photo, Li Ming quickly sent it to the editor-in-chief in order to prevent colleagues from grabbing jobs.

Not long after, a piece of information appeared on the Zhangmeng League with the title "Champion jungler is actually unappreciated, and the rich and powerful have nothing to do with it!" "

Although the OCG club is not a rich family, it is actually a first-class team. It is an exaggeration to say that no one appreciates it, but for these editors, exaggeration is a common method, and this is their food.

As expected, this piece of information caused an uproar, with netizens commenting.

"Chen Mo going to OCG? Didn't there be news that he was going to RT? Didn't RT want him?"

"Li He said, so what if you win the championship, it doesn't mean you can't even enter the rich family."

"Speaking of which, is there any inside story? Perhaps Chen Mo is not that good...Could it be that the final was a fake match?"

I have to say that the imagination of netizens is still very rich, and all kinds of messy conspiracy theories have come out.

Of course, Chen Mo didn't know all this.He's busy trying out.

Every LPL club has a complete trial training process.

Chen Mo successively tested the basic skills of hand speed, vision control, last knife, and monster timing.

Manager Li is very satisfied with everything.

Chen Mo's basic skills are very solid. Among LPL players, there are not many players with such basic skills.

The next is the official match, Chen Mo's performance is still good, and the style of the other players is very appropriate.

Then, some more messy tests were done.

Manager Li finally came to a conclusion that Chen Mo could definitely join their club.

The two sides reached a verbal agreement on this. If no other club chooses Chen Mo before the thirteenth place, OCG is willing to choose Chen Mo as their jungler.

Of course, this is just a verbal agreement, and it doesn't mean that OCG has approved Chen Mo
After getting the answer he wanted, Chen Mo rejected Manager Li's request to have dinner together, and returned to school the same way.

As soon as he arrived at school, Chen Mo's cell phone rang.

I took it out and saw that the note was "RT Manager He".

After so many days, RT Club finally got news, and Chen Mo quickly pressed the answer button.

As soon as the phone was connected, Manager He's urgent voice came immediately.

"Chen Mo, have you gone to the OCG club for trial training? Have you signed a contract with them?"

"That's right, there has been no news from RT Club, so I will try other suitable clubs. As for the contract, this one has not been signed." Chen Mo replied truthfully.

Manager He breathed a sigh of relief: "It's fine if you don't sign the contract. Our RT club has already purchased the No. [-] lottery. You belong to RT."

Hearing Manager He's words, Chen Mo also breathed a sigh of relief. It seems that Manager He of RT Club intends to keep his original promise.

"Why don't I come over now for a trial training!" Chen Mo asked.

After getting an affirmative answer, Chen Mo rushed to Shanghai without stopping.

The content of RT's trial training is not too different, and the test is the same as that of OCG.

Looking at the results of Chen Mo's trial training, Manager He came to the same conclusion: "Chen Mo is the most suitable for RT."

……

Time flies, and in a blink of an eye, a week has passed.

This day is destined to be an unforgettable day for all e-sports players participating in the draft.

One hundred clubs, nearly two hundred rookies gathered in the National Stadium, looking forward to this year's draft together.

Chen Mo sat in the front row of the auditorium with his parents, next to other players and their families.

The venue was very lively, but the rows in front were extremely quiet. Everyone was extremely nervous and had no intention of chatting with others.

As an annual grand event, the draft is broadcast live on all major platforms.

In the barrage at this time, everyone was brushing "Congratulations to Li He, happy to be the champion".

Everyone knew about Li Hyuk's appointment by CLG, so the number one spot was basically reserved.

In the eyes of everyone expecting, the host walked to the stage, holding the draft results of each club in his hand.

"Welcome everyone to see this year's draft. This year's No. [-] pick belongs to RT, but everyone must know that the CLG club bought this pick, so...among the hundred rookies, how did you get the No. [-] pick? Who is it?"

The host picked up an RT Club envelope, opened it, and pulled out the note inside.

When he opened it, a look of surprise appeared on his face.

"The rookie chosen by the RT club is... jungler silence—Chen Mo!"

(End of this chapter)