New Century Basketball Frenzy

Chapter 15 Revenge Prologue
"Brother Yi, why don't you send a video report to your brothers who are far away in your hometown when you arrive in Los Angeles."

Guo Fusheng made a contemptuous expression towards Zhang Yi.

Zhang Yi snorted, "I think you are a weasel giving New Year greetings to chickens. Tell me, what do you mean?"

Guo Fusheng laughed, "My Brother Yi still understands me. But I am really worried about you, how are you doing?"

"It's not bad. The American people are still friendly. In three days, we encountered a thief and had a group fight." Zhang Yi said indifferently.

Guo Fusheng became anxious all of a sudden, "Who dares to touch my brother Yi, I will book a ticket and fly over to help you!"

Zhang Yi smiled, "Do you need me? When do you think I lost a fight?"

Guo Fusheng thought about it for a while, and it seemed that this was the case.

"Come on, what's going on, we have jet lag, and I'm so sleepy now."

Zhang Yi pressed the bed hard, and muttered, "Tell me that you miss me, why don't you send me a mattress."

"What's wrong with the mattress? It's over if you change it." Guo Fusheng said.

"You give me money?" Zhang Yi thought to himself, the living expenses that his mother gave him are really not rich in this high-consumption city.

Although before the breakup, Uncle Long secretly slipped himself a card, but he wouldn't move it unless it was absolutely necessary.

"It's not easy to get money, as long as you go online and play 1V1 with that Huya queen, let alone earn ten mattresses!"

Guo Fusheng continued. "I said your teammates, no one plays the Super League? This is unscientific."

Zhang Yi suddenly recalled the game sound he heard from Wall-E's room, "Maybe there really is."

"That's it, tell him, take you to the Internet cafe for a game, and you'll get the money."

Before Guo Fusheng finished speaking, Zhang Yi hung up the video, jumped out of bed and smashed the door of WALLI next door.

"Wali, you haven't slept yet?" Zhang Yi said and walked into the room.

Wally said with a depressed face, "Is it possible? You don't even need to check what time it is."

Zhang Yi looked at his watch, unexpectedly it was almost morning.

"Do you play Super Basketball League?" Zhang Yi said excitedly.

Wally nodded.

"Great, take me to the Internet cafe tomorrow, I'm going to earn some extra money."

Wally was taken aback, "Which Internet cafe are you going to? Can't you just play here?" He pointed to the super-linked game console on the ground and the whole set of somatosensory receiving devices.

"Great, this thing is not cheap!" said Zhang Yi and put the head receptor on his head.

"It's not bad, it can't compare with the performance of the cockpit, but it's better in portability."

Wally walked to his side, opened the main body of the game console, and helped Zhang Yi put on the whole set of equipment.

The game is projected onto the white wall, Zhang Yi faces the inspection butler, enters the account, Xiao Yi!
After the game scanned Zhang Yi's pupils, he agreed to enter.

Wally was surprised to see Zhang Yi's account, and it turned out that Xiaoyi, the cooking god who is very popular on the Internet, is you.

Zhang Yi nodded. "How to accept the player's challenge?"

"Are you going to accept Huya's revenge?" Wally asked beside him.

Zhang Yi replied, "Yes, I need to earn some money for a harder mattress."

"The problem is that Huya is very strong when it comes to seriousness. Are you sure?" Wally is very aware of the strength of the user of the Huya account, Sean.

"Of course!" Zhang Yi said with a smile.

"Find the challenge request." Zhang Yi said to the game steward.

"Okay, 25 challenge requests were found."

Zhang Yi thought to himself that there was more than one Huya challenged. If he accepted all these competitions, he would not be a rich man after finishing the fight.

"Find the challenge from the account Huya." Zhang Yi continued.

"The red challenge letter from Huya users has been found!"

"What does the red challenge letter mean?" Zhang Yi asked immediately.

The game steward replied immediately, "The loser will be punished by canceling the account."

Zhang Yi thought to himself, this Huya is ruthless enough, he has completely blocked everything in this game.

Wali naturally also heard the words of the red challenge letter, and quickly said to Zhang Yi, "Yi, you have to think carefully. If you lose, your title as the God of Oriental Cooking will be completely ruined."

"What kind of oriental cooking god? It's so ugly, I don't want a false name, not to mention, I won't lose!"

"Don't set a flag first, Huya's Sean is not an ordinary person. Don't wait until you lose and you won't be able to step down."

Zhang Yi sneered, "Accept! The time is set at nine o'clock tomorrow night!"

"The time setting has been confirmed and is waiting for Huya account to accept."

After finishing the arrangement of the challenge, Zhang Yi was about to log in when he suddenly noticed that a player agent named Shengzi sent him an invitation letter.

Have a child?The person named this is undoubtedly Guo Fusheng himself.Only then did Zhang Yi understand the meaning of Guo Fusheng's call tonight.

After clicking to accept, Zhang Yi took off his game equipment and went offline.

"Since the equipment is ready, why don't you play for a while?" Wally said.

Zhang Yi waved his hand, "I'm done, it's too late today, go back to bed, and I have to train tomorrow morning."

Watching Zhang Yi leave the room, Wali lay on the bed with his head on his head.

At this time, in Wali's heart, he didn't know whether he was envious or jealous of Zhang Yi.

He thought to himself why there are so many things in this oriental boy that he dared to think about but couldn't accomplish.

Tough Ment!Super strength, whether it is basketball or games!Most importantly, he was recognized and respected by that man!

Before meeting Zhang Yi, Wali had always foolishly thought that his father would never recognize any boy in his life...

In a student apartment building at the University of Memphis, Sean sat in his game cabin after dinner.

He hasn't played a game these days, but he has attracted the attention of the whole network, because his failure has resulted in the birth of an oriental cooking god.

What Sean hates the most is being stood on his head!Not to mention that the opponent is still a rookie who doesn't understand anything.

On the one hand, he issued the red challenge letter to Xiaoyi because of his anger, and more importantly, Sean wanted to use an upright and highly anticipated game to win back the respect!

"You finally accepted it!" Sean said coldly, with a murderous look in his eyes.

"Let me weigh your weight again." Huya's account has gone through six red challenges. "This is the seventh time? Yes, it happens to be my lucky number!"

"Accept!" Sean agreed to the time arranged by Zhang Yi.He endured the rage of wanting to destroy everything and closed the game.

Sitting silently in the game cabin, his expression was as cold as a zombie.

Xiao En didn't know that his opponent didn't take him seriously at all, and even in Zhang Yi's dream, he was just a note used to replace the mattress.

On the second day, Zhang Yi and others still devoted themselves to training with all their might.

It's just that Wally slipped his mouth for a while, and everyone except Wacker knew that Zhang Yi was going to play against Huya Sean tonight.

Before the agreed eight o'clock, everyone in the Bears crowded into Wally's room, waiting for the second game of the oriental cooking god Xiaoyi!

"I didn't expect that the first meeting in the team turned out to be watching Yida game?!" Robert said jokingly.

Everyone laughed, while Zhang Yi put on his game equipment with embarrassment and shouted to the game manager, "Enter the account, Xiaoyi!"

"Ho Ho! It's really the Oriental God of Cooking! It's finally started!" Everyone excitedly stood up and shouted.

Almost everyone also picked up their mobile phones to log in to the game, entered the game room specially designed for this game, and waited for eight o'clock to arrive...

At the same time, everyone from the Memphis Tigers was also sitting in Sean's room, but their mood was more serious than Zhang Yi's.

After all, in the last contest, Sean lost.

"Xiaoyi, here I come!" Sean sat in the game cabin and started the game.

With the login reminder of the Huya account, millions of gamers on the Internet are eagerly awaiting the battle of revenge, Huya VS Xiaoyi, the God of Cooking in the East!

The game is about to start!
　Continue to ask for recommendations, comments and favorites, thank you.

　　


(End of this chapter)