Chapter 287 Quitting smoking is a good thing

When the students in the e-sports class told themselves that from today onwards they would become normal people again and would no longer attend the e-sports class, Zhou Wei found that he seemed to have completely lost the value of his existence.

The game producer class next door at least has a single student, and even if there are no students, the game producer class is actually making games.

And for him, a coach without any players, what's the point of staying here shamelessly?

So Coach Zhou made up his mind, packed up his things and came to Principal Zhong to resign.

Of course he didn't have any objections to Principal Zhong. All he thought about was that he couldn't repay the kindness he had shown to Principal Zhong.

A coach who is no longer useful can be directly laid off, but the principal actually gave him a full month of paid leave... Obviously he only has one month to work.

If you go to any other place, the probation period will not even expire!

And even so, Principal Zhong didn't ask him to leave.

But he Zhou Wei——

How can he be a person who is ignorant, ungrateful, and unfaithful!

Before leaving, Zhou Wei decided to apologize to Principal Zhong.

"Principal, Zhou Wei is sorry for you!"

"Zhou Wei let you down by not bringing out the students in the e-sports class!"

"..." Principal Zhong.

If you could really bring those guys out, I would be surprised.

"Coach Zhou, don't leave. If you are dissatisfied with anything, you can tell me!" Principal Zhong quickly persuaded Coach Zhou to give up the idea of ​​resigning.

"No, no, no, I don't have any dissatisfaction!"

In fact, Coach Zhou felt that everything was too satisfying, including food, accommodation, and daily necessities... just because he was so satisfied, he had no shame in staying any longer.

Doing nothing every day, getting paid for nothing and enjoying such good treatment, is that what people do? Is that worthy of Principal Zhong’s care for me?

"Then why did you leave? Did something happen at home?"

"No! Principal... Zhou Wei is of no use to you anymore!"

A drop of turbid tears slowly fell from the corner of Coach Zhou's eyes.

Ah this——

In this world, there are always people who always maintain a strong sense of responsibility. Even if they suffer unfair treatment, they never slack off in their responsibilities. On the contrary, when you give them better treatment, they will worry that they are not doing well enough to deserve such good treatment.

Principal Zhong can be sure that Coach Zhou is such a person.

According to "Ferrari", when Ferrari went to Alfa to seek sponsorship and was questioned by Alfa, Ferrari said: I have the best engineers in the world. Alpha Company immediately said that it could not have the best engineers in the world because they had spent a lot of money to recruit them, but the other party was unmoved.

But the next moment, the engineer really walked in front of them from outside the door.

Ferrari said it bluntly, because your conditions did not include dreams - dreams are contagious.

Excellent people are always attracted by the light of dreams and come together unconsciously.

Principal Zhong quickly continued to persuade Coach Zhou: "I didn't say I wanted to cancel the e-sports class!"

"Principal...you don't have to keep the e-sports class just for me!"

"Coach Zhou, what I mean is. We can open an e-sports experience class or something, and there may be new students in the future!"

"Then when you need me again, principal, call me again. Zhou Wei will rush to your side immediately."

Principal Zhong understood.

If other people's employees could do nothing and earn free wages, they might not be able to laugh out loud in the middle of the night... But it was obvious that Coach Zhou was not willing to accept such a life.

Principal Zhong thought about it and did not continue to dwell on the topic of resignation. Instead, he asked:

"Coach Zhou, you seem to know English, right?"

Coach Zhou was stunned for a moment and didn't understand why the topic suddenly came to this. He quickly replied: "I know a little bit, I can barely communicate in English, and I can also speak a little stick language."

"Who did you learn it from?"    "Translation."

Zhong Tao secretly thought that this was indeed the case, and asked again: "Do you know many translators?"

"It's... quite a lot?"

"How are they doing?"

Hearing this, Coach Zhou recalled it for a while, and then said with emotion: "I know too many people who are not good at it."

The profession of translation will really be a sinkhole among sinkholes after more than ten years. Professionals tremble at the "simultaneous interpretation" that is iteratively updated faster than turning out books, and have no idea where to go in the future.

Of course, this profession had its glory days. After all, if you had mastered foreign languages ​​fluently in the 60s, you could even get into the Ministry of Foreign Affairs.

In 2006, translation was somewhere in between these two states.

The good ones go to work in government agencies and companies as foreign affairs receptionists and businessmen, and their small lives are prosperous. The bad ones... are reduced to working as translators for poor gamers like Coach Zhou, how good can they be? ?

Principal Zhong immediately had a plan. He put his hand on Coach Zhou's shoulder and said solemnly: "Coach Zhou, I have a special job that I can only entrust to you!"

Upon hearing this, a rush of blood suddenly surged into his heart, and Coach Zhou quickly said: "Please give me the principal's orders!"

"I want you to help me recruit some people!"

"...Zhou Weiding has lived up to the principal's trust!"

"Let's talk about the details slowly. By the way, Coach Zhou, do you smoke?"

"Principal, I'll quit immediately!"

It's understandable for Principal Zhong to be an e-sports coach. After all, the job seems easy, but in fact it's as stressful as a novel author, especially considering that Coach Zhou still faces a few crooked vegetables.

"It's a good thing to quit smoking, but don't be in a hurry to quit!" Principal Zhong looked Coach Zhou up and down and said, "You're not going to recruit people for me just like this, are you?"

……

A plane slowly landed in the city where Coach Zhou once stayed.

One day later.

The people who were not doing well in a certain e-sports translation group looked at the luxurious decoration of the hotel with fear, and were a little worried that they had come to the wrong place, until they saw a familiar figure.

"Old Zhou! Long time no see. I heard that you are following Zhong Tao, who is very popular on the Internet. You should be doing it——"

The old friends couldn't help but swallowed when they looked at Coach Zhou's suit and big sunglasses, especially the person who looked like an 'assistant' following behind him:

"...Very good!"

"It's okay! So-so!"

Coach Zhou came over, unskillfully pulled out a cigar box from his arms, and opened it towards his old friend: "Long time no see, why don't you still smoke? How about some cigars?"

"..."Old friends.

"Oh, you may not be used to it, so let's try some Huazi." Coach Zhou glanced at his assistant, who immediately took out a pack of Huazi from his pocket.

The old friends immediately took the cigars: "No! We can get used to it!"

The plane took off again, and one day later, the poor translators arrived at Taoyuan Village Middle School.

When the bus drove towards the mountain, the poor translators felt that they had been tricked by Coach Zhou, but there was an old saying...

Come here.

The main reason is that no one will buy the flight tickets back this time!

Coach Zhou doesn't care about the doubts and annoyance of the crowd, because he believes that in a short time, his old friends will kneel on the ground and shout, "Brother Zhou, I thank you for eight generations of ancestors."

(End of this chapter)

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