League of Legends: Dynasty Creation

Chapter 38.whim

After the game, Jiang Bufan turned on the microphone and said happily: "Very good! I didn't even think you would win this game, really! You five can play the team so quickly, it really makes me feel better." Accident!"

"It's okay, the main reason is that the opponent Rambo bombed too hard in this round, making it impossible for them to fight in a team battle!" Shenchao smiled and said in a flat voice.

"Okay, don't be modest!" Jiang Bufan said cheerfully when he heard the words, "Xiangguo, Xiaohu, you two are together, right? When do you two come to the club to sign the contract? Don't worry about the round-trip air tickets, they will all be reimbursed!"

"Alright Jiangshen, Xiaohu and I will leave the day after tomorrow!" mlxg responded.

"Kitties, you too, remember the address of our club, I'll send it to your mobile phone later!"

After discussing the time with the three of them, Jiang Bufan stood up and stretched himself.

Top laner Shenchao, jungler Xiangguo, mid laner Xiaohu, bottom laner Puppy and Shekeke, this lineup is nothing short of luxurious!
"The rest is the operation and management after the club's official registration is successful!" Jiang Bufan took a big mouthful of cold tea, rubbed his chin and thought, "It will definitely not work if we operate according to the previous management model of the royal team!"

The early royal club was a club at a good level, or a private Internet cafe at a bad level. The team manager was the network administrator, the data analyst was the company, and the head coach was an errand, responsible for serving tea to the gamers. Get water for takeout!
The already professional Korean clubs have a clear division of labor. Players conduct fully enclosed training with strict management. The coaching staff spends a lot of time every day researching new tactics and styles of play. The team analyzed the style of each team and the characteristics of each player. Compared with the two, it is a ghost that the Chinese team can play well!

"It would be great if I could go to the Korean team to learn their management style!" Jiang Bufan rubbed his face, thinking with some distress, after a moment of silence, Jiang Bufan's eyes suddenly lit up!
Yes indeed!Didn't I exchange contact information with Kkoma after the s3 finals?

Jiang Bufan quickly took out his mobile phone, found a string of email addresses from the memo, opened his email, and sent an email to Kkoma.

"Dear Kkoma
hi, I am jiang bu fan! Royal's jug! how are you?
i have a new club! and i want to see see your club!
i and my team go to Korea to skt! we learn your club how to play game!
which date you have no thing? please tell me soon soon!
veyr anxious!
yours jiangbufan”

"Hey, my English is really good!" Jiang Bufan searched for the few words in his stomach for a long time, and finally wrote an email, and suddenly fell into a strong self-satisfaction, "No bragging, no matter what I am also a serious college student, this little English is a basic skill!"

The next morning, Seoul, South Korea, skt coaching staff office.

At this time, Kkoma is watching the Royal Family team's tactical play after the substitution in the S3 finals.

After a long time, with the explosion of SKT's crystal, the game came to an end.

Kkoma closed his eyes, and kneaded slowly between his brows with two fingers.

There was a knock on the door, and the data analyst pushed in, glanced at the monitor on Kkoma's desk, and smiled wryly.

"How long has it been, are you still studying that person's style of play?"

Hearing this, Kkoma squeezed out a smile, reached out to take the document handed over by the data analyst, flipped through it and replied, "To be honest, I still don't believe that we lost the global finals until today."

"Because of the illegal operation of the Chinese?"

"No, no, I'm referring to that person, Jiang's tactics!"

Upon hearing this, the data analyst asked curiously, "Is there anything wrong with his tactics?"

Kkoma rubbed his messy hair, and said with some distress: "This is the strange place!"

"You know, we have studied all the teams that were shortlisted for S3 in LPL, including OMG, including Royal Family, but their tactical level before the finals has not reached this level at all!"

"But then the head coach of the Royal Family was also Jiang?" The data analyst was a little surprised when he heard this, but then he was suddenly surprised, "You mean, them?"

"I know what you mean," Kkoma waved his hands wearily, "I'm not referring to the matter of hiding the big move!"

"I always feel that Jiang on the opposite side seems to have a higher level of game understanding than us!"

The data analyst was silent for a long time, and sighed: "Kkoma, maybe you are right, but at least now, we can't indulge in the games we have lost!"

"Don't worry, I know." Kkoma also sighed and replied.

This year's League of Legends South Korea division, lck will also be officially established. Not long ago, the spring split has started, and the performance of the skt team, which won the runner-up in the global finals, is very unsatisfactory. Until today, it has not won its first victory. The team's The results weighed on Kkoma's heart like a mountain, making him breathless.

After the data analyst left, Kkoma moved the mouse, turned off the video that was paused on the screen of the Royal Family's victory, and clicked on his private mailbox.

"What the hell is this?" Kkoma raised his eyebrows, looking at an email from China that he had just received in his inbox.

"Want to see see? Veyr? Xiba! What the hell is this mentally handicapped trying to say?"

Looking at the email from Jiang Bufan, Kkoma's head is full of black lines!

He casually sent his phone number to the other party, and Kkoma closed his mailbox.

"A new club?" Kkoma said to himself, "I don't know if there is still a chance to avenge you on the stage of the S4 finals?"

At the same time, thousands of miles away in Beijing, Jiang Bufan was lying on the sofa on the third floor of the club, preparing to spend the night. At the same time, he was looking at his phone to see what kind of sand sculpture netizens on the Internet could bring to him today. joy.

Opened WeChat casually, replied greetings from several contacts, and when he was about to go to bed, a white dog head had a new reply.

"Hey! Jiang Shen! Have time to reply to the message?"

"Minggou stayed up all night again?" Jiang Bufan looked at the message from the visitor, and the corners of his mouth curled up involuntarily.

"Just played two rounds with my little brother, and it's easy to score!"

"Haha, are you on the top now?"

"It's almost mean, we's gang of B didn't get to play in the game, they formed a group to score every day, and they turned the king's game in the first district into a game, and now the rank in the first district is bloody. Passers-by can only watch if they want to score. Life!"

"Hahaha, those Bs are still fierce! When I return to China this time, I will take you to spend two days!"

"You're the rookie? Fuck me?"

"Laugh, I'm the number one jungler in the world!"

After typing these words, Jiang Bufan himself was amused.

"Hahaha! If you can win the championship, you can win the championship, and I can do it too!"

"Speaking of which, Xiao Ming, do you plan to play professionally?"

Jiang Bufan changed the subject and asked.

"Occupation? I'm only 14 years old, Jiang Shen!"

Seeing Minggou's reply, Jiang Bufan almost popped his eyes out.

"Damn, are you so young?"

"What's the matter? You didn't ask me?"

"MD! Staying up all night at only 14 years old? If I were your father, I would break your legs!"

"XB! I slipped!"

"Wait a minute, you haven't said anything about what I asked you! How about it, come to play professionally?"

"Didn't I tell you? I'm only 14..."

"Later! Later!"

"Then I will definitely fight in the future!"

"Success, it's a deal, come and find me when you're old, and I'll take you to win the championship!"

"Hahaha, then it's a deal! I can't stand it anymore, I'll go to bed first! I have to get up early tomorrow!!"

(End of this chapter)