Widowed Bot Lane [eSports]

Xiao Zeyang was silent for a long time on the title of the contract, and then he focused his attention on the signing place of Party A. The bright red official seal with the MAG logo shone on the A4 page.

Part of it was densely written on several pages in font size [-], which should have seemed cold, but in Xiao Zeyang's view, he felt that there was a kind of warm temperature all the time.

However, for the specific content above, Xiao Zeyang can only patiently read the following two lines:

On the basis of equality and voluntary negotiation, both parties first reached the following agreement on Party B's joining the MiracleActGaming e-sports club (hereinafter referred to as "MAG") "League of Legends" division S8 season professional league official team and other related matters...

Didn't watch any more after that.

Xiao Zeyang accurately remembered that the last time he signed a contract was when he first joined the youth training.

It was Shen Zheng who came over to hand over the contract to him in person that day. The process from the conclusion of the agreement to the final signing took only about 10 minutes, but Xiao Zeyang still remembers it vividly until now, even down to every detail and every sentence.

Because after all, the path of e-sports was chosen by Xiao Zeyang himself, and this contract is equivalent to Xiao Zeyang personally pushing his future and development to a turning point that cannot be turned back...

This is tantamount to a gamble.

And now, Shen Zheng came to hand over the contract again.

Shen Zheng is simply a little angel.

So no matter what, Xiao Zeyang finally won half of this gamble.

If you can make it to the starting lineup, you will get your money back.

Xiao Zeyang picked up the pen from Shen Zheng's desk, and put it tremblingly on the column of Party B: ____, and he couldn't help but regret why he didn't find someone to practice a handsome signature a week or two in advance Come out, and then swipe the pen on the contract, so chic that it flies.

It was too late to say anything now. Xiao Zeyang, who hadn't picked up a pen for too long, wrote his name on the contract stroke by stroke like a primary school student who had just learned how to hold a pen.

"Two copies, take the one below."

Seeing that Xiao Zeyang had finished signing, Shen Zheng wanted to hand over the contract to Xiao Zeyang while talking, but Xiao Zeyang stopped him unexpectedly.

"Wait a minute!" Xiao Zeyang yelled, and put the contract back on the table, "I want to take a photo first..."

"You can take pictures, just put them in your phone and don't send them out indiscriminately," Shen Zheng said, quickly turning to the second page of the contract and pointing to the column of "Confidentiality Agreement". Is it? You have an idea of ​​how much liquidated damages you will have to pay if the starting lineup for the S8 summer split is leaked before it is announced."

"Then even my mother can't say it..." Upon hearing this, Xiao Zeyang raised his head a little disappointed, and put the phone back.

"Comrade, you really don't need to worry about this moment, just wait until the official announcement of the starting lineup one second later, and talk about where you fall in love with in the next second!"

Xiao Zeyang didn't make a sound, he lowered his head and thought for a while.

Indeed, at that time, he didn't need to tell others at all, and the news had already spread to the ears of those who wanted to know along the network signals extending in all directions.

For example, Mom and Dad.

For example... Li Xiaoru.

Speaking of Li Xiaoru, Xiao Zeyang suddenly remembered what she said to him before.

Although the pricking feeling is still there, it doesn't seem to hurt as much as it did at first.

Time really is a magical thing.

"Hurry up and stop dawdling. While there are still people at the headquarters, hurry up and send it over."

Shen Zheng's impatient urging voice brought Xiao Zeyang's wandering thoughts back to his eyes.

"Oh good..." Xiao Zeyang nodded, picked up the contract and walked out quickly.

To be honest, Xiao Zeyang could clearly feel the joy in Shen Zheng's heart, even though he didn't deliberately show anything to him, he was still putting on airs like before, but after all, the two of them were still in contact with each other For two years, even if Shen Zheng didn't talk about some feelings, Xiao Zeyang would understand them.

It was completely dark outside. After leaving the youth training building, Xiao Zeyang trotted all the way to the headquarters. After asking the lady at the front desk about the location of the personnel department, he went straight to the elevator and ran to the seventh floor.

Watching the numbers displayed on the elevator jump up one by one, Xiao Zeyang's heartbeat became more and more uncontrollable.

He didn't even dare to doubt whether he was dreaming now, because he was afraid that if it was really a dream, then this kind of psychological gap would drive him crazy.

Walking to the entrance of the personnel department, Xiao Zeyang regained his composure before he dared to knock on the door. After a while, he saw a woman in her thirties opened the door.

The woman stared at Xiao Zeyang and said, "The one who sent the contract?"

"Yes..." Xiao Zeyang nodded.

"Come here and make a handprint, whichever hand you want." The woman walked to a table and took out a box of red ink pads, "Your team uniform and peripherals are on Coach He's side. If it is convenient for a while, go and pick it up yourself."

"External, peripherals?"

"The club's sponsors will send a batch of new peripherals to the official players every season, but whether you want to use it depends on your own mood, and I am only responsible for conveying it."

"Okay." Xiao Zeyang nodded twice, and reached out to take his own contract.

"You have to ask the team's manager or coach about the training time, and because the room is still being rearranged, you still have to go back to the youth training department for a while."

"Oh, I see."

This is good news for Xiao Zeyang. Although joining the official team is great news for Xiao Zeyang, to be honest, he himself doesn't really like change.

I don’t like it so much that even when I go out to eat, I can’t wait to order the same food at the same location in the same restaurant.

So it's okay to change the training environment at this moment, and suddenly want to order the accommodation environment, Xiao Zeyang himself felt that he would not be used to it.

So it's not a bad thing to go back to the youth training department to sleep after training, at best it's just a little more walking.

"For the rest, you can ask Coach He or Manager Lin, they know better than me."

"Okay, thank you……"

After thanking him, Xiao Zeyang quickly turned around and went out.

The heart is still beating, but the feeling is not as strong as when I came up just now.

Just now I really felt that if I was not careful, it would jump out of my throat.

But now the problem came again, the person just told him to ask He Weiming about the specific matter, so where is He Weiming... Where was the last time he went to his office?

Xiao Zeyang frowned and thought about it for a long time, and realized that it was too long since he really couldn't remember clearly, and he was too embarrassed to go back and ask, so he took out his mobile phone directly, and just wanted to call Shen Zheng to ask, but in his mind, But the extremely horrifying photo from yesterday reappeared...

No, no, no, no, you can't ask Shen Zheng, because if you ask Shen Zheng, it means which pot is not opened and which pot is lifted.

Xiao Zeyang lowered his head, bit his lip and thought for a while, then suddenly remembered that someone had mentioned to him that He Weiming's office was next to the room where the team members used to broadcast live.

The room for the live broadcast...

Ding--

Just as he was thinking, the elevator arrived suddenly. After the door opened, Xiao Zeyang raised his leg and was about to walk inside, but when he looked up, he saw Jing Fan standing inside.

And I have to say that Jing Fan feels a little different today than before.

Wearing a set of official MAG silver and black uniforms this year, his face seems to have a thin layer of foundation, and his eyebrows have been carefully drawn.

Jing Fan's facial features were originally well-shaped and looked very deep, but now he looks more temperamental with such eyebrows and eyes.

I don't know if it was because of this reason, Xiao Zeyang suddenly felt that he was suddenly more nervous than before.

"Why are you here?" Jing Fan raised his eyebrows in surprise after seeing Xiao Zeyang.

"I'm here... to deliver the contract." Xiao Zeyang pointed to the HR department behind him.

"contract?"

Looking at Jing Fan's bewildered expression, Xiao Zeyang didn't know whether he pretended not to know on purpose, or if he really didn't know... But Jing Fan should be the first to know when he was selected into the team .

Or is the confidentiality agreement so perverted that even Jing Fan has to hide it?

Impossible, I will be training in two days, it's a lie.

"Is it a team contract?"

"Ah... well," Xiao Zeyang tried his best to restrain the ecstasy in his heart, and deliberately acted reserved in front of Jing Fan, although he didn't know what his purpose was, "No one told you Pass?"

"I was filming a promotional video this afternoon...the phone is out of battery." Jing Fan took out the phone from his pocket with a smile, and shook the corner in front of Xiao Zeyang, "I missed such an explosive news."

"Ah——" Xiao Zeyang smiled, and suddenly remembered that someone had said that today's tournament officials would come to each club to shoot a promotional video, asking each club to produce one or two representatives.

In the past, Jing Fan and Jin Qianchi were the two who made the film, but now that Jin Qianchi has retired, only Jing Fan is left.

Xiao Zeyang smiled, and after being silent for a while, slowly lowered his head: "Jing Fan, thank you..."

To be honest, in fact, Xiao Zeyang had been holding back these five words since he first got on the elevator, but when he actually said them, the effect was not so satisfactory.

I always feel that it should be more sincere and full of affection.

Xiao Zeyang knew very well how much effort Jing Fan had wasted for his position, no matter what the purpose was, but this was not what Jing Fan should do.

Jing Fan pouted with a smile.

The deep and slender eyes narrowed into a line.

"That's all?"

Xiao Zeyang's heart trembled at Jing Fan's low voice of inquiry, and he couldn't help but quickly think about what else he should say.

"I... treat you to dinner." Xiao Zeyang's expression was very serious.

Although he knew in his heart that Jing Fan would naturally not cherish his meal. After all these years, he had never eaten anything delicious in participating in various competitions at home and abroad.

But the embarrassing thing is that based on Xiao Zeyang's current economic strength, he really can't offer anything other than a meal.

If he wanted to spend tens of thousands a game like Jing Fan, then he would be willing to buy a car for Jing Fan.

"What are you going to treat me to?"

To Xiao Zeyang's surprise, Jing Fan seemed rather interested. After getting off the elevator, he put an elbow on Xiao Zeyang's shoulder and asked a question.

"Anything is fine, you can choose any hotel in the southern part of the city, even holidays with sea views!"

"How much do you pay for a month in youth training?"

"..."

It seems that the words of the donkey's lips are not right with the horse's mouth, but there is a mystery hidden in it.

Although according to common sense, such things as salary are absolutely confidential, especially among colleagues, Xiao Zeyang thought about it and felt that there was really nothing to hide in front of someone like Jing Fan. , So he said: "Three thousand yuan a month...but Shen Zheng gave me an increase of 500 yuan just last month."

"Then how much are you going to pay for me?" Jing Fan asked again.

"The five hundred increase should be enough..."

Jing Fan couldn't help laughing, stretched out his hand and gently stroked Xiao Zeyang's hair.

"You owe it first."

"..."

Jing Fan's voice is very small, mixed with the feeling of smoke, coupled with the deep eyebrows and faint expression...

At this moment, Xiao Zeyang suddenly understood why Jin Qianchi fell in love with this person without hesitation.

"Jing Fan," Xiao Zeyang stepped out of the elevator, lowered his head, and called Jing Fan.

"Ok?"

"To tell you the truth, I quite understand Jinshen now..."

"Huh?" Jing Fan raised his eyebrows, as if he didn't hear clearly.

"I think if I like boys..."

"Maybe I have already fallen into your pit..."

The author has something to say: I remembered what to say! ! !On Children's Day, send red envelopes to the little angels who leave messages! ! ! !Until [-] o'clock tomorrow morning! ! ! ! !Happy Children's Day little fairies! ! !