PUBG Mobile's strongest profession eats chicken

Chapter 4 Huge call
Although it was difficult to accept, Qin Fan's strength was indeed too strong to speak of. Even hundreds of people left Qin Fan's phone number and QQ number in case of emergency.

"Speaking of which, my brother's strength is completely enough to play professionally, why should he be a trainer?"

"Yeah, professional players can earn millions of dollars a year."

The water friends asked puzzledly, and Zhang Xue also looked at Qin Fan curiously.

Qin Fan revealed a self-deprecating smile, and then said with a smile: "Actually, I started playing professionally, and I just retired last year."

There was a moment of silence in the live broadcast room, and then the barrage frantically flashed up again.

"Brother is floating again."

"This cowhide blowing is fresh and refined."

"I believe it, can't I believe it?"

……

Zhang Xue also rolled his eyes at him, pouted and said, "After so many years of professional work, I have never heard of your name. Before bragging, please make a draft."

Qin Fan said with an innocent face: "I used to be a real professional, but I never used my real name. You must have heard of my ID. My ID is K..."

Zhang Xue directly blocked her ears and said, "Okay, okay, I can't listen anymore, I believe it's okay? If you are a professional player, I used to be a professional female commentator."

Qin Fan sighed and thought, in this world, no one will believe the truth?
Amid the unanimous attack from the water friends and Zhang Xue, Qin Fan gave up struggling, and let them knead with a look of lovelessness until the live broadcast ended.

"Finally the live broadcast is over, and I gained a lot of fans today." Under Qin Fan's urging, Zhang Xue reluctantly bid farewell to the water friends and turned off the computer.

After checking it, Qin Fan said: "The hard disk is about to be scrapped, just replace it with another hard disk."

"Can't you fix it? You need to replace it with a new one." Zhang Xue said unhappily, suspecting that this big money fan wanted to earn more money in his pocket.

"Repair the 600 starter, and then increase the price depending on your damage, and replace it with a new 300, you choose one." Qin Fan showed a professional smile.

"Okay, but you have to help me preserve the contents of my hard drive." Zhang Xue said helplessly.

"No problem, it will be delivered to you tomorrow at the soonest. Bring the bag for me." Qin Fan said while removing the hard drive.

Zhang Xue picked up Qin Fan's tool bag, and a piece of EMS printed with the six characters of "Shanghai University of Finance and Economics" fell out of it. She took a peek at Qin Fan and saw that he was still seriously dismantling the hard drive, so she became more courageous.

When I opened it, it turned out to be an admission notice with the words 'Qin Fan' written on it.

"It's done." As soon as Qin Fan turned around, he saw Zhang Xue sneaking around and asked in confusion, "What are you doing?"

"It's really rare to see a college student who looks as anxious as you." Zhang Xue laughed dryly, and quickly put away the admission notice.

"I started playing professionally after graduating from high school. I didn't go to college, so I went to college when I just retired." Qin Fan installed the hard drive and said with a smile.

"Did you really play professionally before? Now professional players are like stars, why haven't I heard of your name." Zhang Xue believed it.

"Shrimp soldiers and crab generals, it's not worth mentioning. Now going to school is my serious business." Qin Fan's expression stiffened, and he smiled casually.

The three and a half years of his career, from the big to the big down, made him used to the cruelty of the world. Although he had let go of the pain in the past, when the scars were uncovered again, he would inevitably feel a little bit disappointed.

As the existence at the top of the FPS game pyramid, countless professional players regarded him as a lifelong goal, but he was still no match for those fast-paced dogs in the club, and he was still banned in the end.

And because of his low-key style, the fame and fortune brought by his three-and-a-half-year career all fell on a game account, and there were very few people who really knew him in person.

There are countless unknown substitutes in the professional circle. Zhang Xue subconsciously thought that Qin Fan was also a substitute, so she casually said 'oh' and didn't take it to heart.

The sky in summer always gets dark very quickly. Qin Fan rode an electric scooter for more than half an hour before arriving at the store when his cell phone rang suddenly. Character.

The Star Club, one of the top five clubs in Shanghai, has produced e-sports stars one after another, and it is a place where countless professional players want to enter even if they sharpen their heads.

"Hello." Qin Fan answered the phone.

"Mr. Qin, hello, I am the head coach of the Star Club, Li Changxiao." A steady middle-aged voice sounded over the phone. Although this person is not well-known, anyone who is familiar with him knows that this person is What kind of energy is there in the e-sports circle.

"Why is it you again?" Qin Fan said without interest while opening the shop door.

The name Li Changxiao may be very important to others, but to him, it is just an annoying guy who makes harassing calls to himself every day, trying to fool him into helping his club play games.

"I have nothing else to do." Qin Fan said.

Hearing this sentence, the steady voice on the other end of the phone suddenly became incoherent: "Don't...don't...don't, brother Qin, brother Qin, listen to me first, I'm not fooling you this time...um...I don't want you to help us Play a game."

As if he realized that he had said something embarrassing, the voice on the other end of the phone was silent for a moment, and then continued: "This time I just want to invite you to our club and give advice to our players."

"Oh." Qin Fan responded with a lack of interest, and was about to hang up.

Feeling something bad on the other end of the phone, he hurriedly said loudly, "Five thousand an hour."

Hearing this sentence, Qin Fan's eyes lit up, and then he said without interest: "Li Changxiao, you are also a knowledgeable person. You don't know how much I paid for a game back then, right?"

"Five...five...500 million, one hour?" Li Changxiao was so frightened by this figure that he stuttered. Although their directors were not short of money, they couldn't afford it.

"Not in an hour, 500 million, half a year, I will improve the overall level of your club." Qin Fan said.

Li Changxiao heaved a sigh of relief, 500 million for half a year was still within their budget, much more cost-effective than 1000 an hour. Their club offered a reserve price of [-] million as a reserve fund in order to invite Qin Fan.

Immediately said: "800 million, nine months."

In Shanghai, the top floor of a building with five shiny characters of 'Star Club'.

Li Changxiao put down the phone, let out a long breath, his forehead was covered with beads of sweat, and fell limply on the sofa as if he was exhausted, as if he had experienced a big battle.

"How about it, did he agree?" At the desk opposite the sofa, a young man with eyes stared at Li Changxiao with a majestic expression.

Li Changxiao stood up solemnly upon hearing this, and said, "Thanks to the director, he agreed."

"The person you named was invited to you, and it cost me 800 million. You have to let me see the value." After saying that, the young man got up and left the office.

"Director, don't worry, I will definitely let you see a champion team." Li Changxiao said respectfully, but felt uneasy in his heart.

(End of this chapter)