This operation is familiar

Half a month has passed since the number deletion battle.

Tian Wenchuan has never been online.

Song Weisheng's game life has returned to the calmness of the past, and he can quietly do tasks and chat with fans during the live broadcast.

Jiang Yiyao no longer went out every day, and stayed at home most of the time.

Occasionally play games with Song Weisheng, and accompany him to improve his skills in the simulator after he downloads the broadcast.

The simulator is an official training software specially prepared for PVP players. It cannot be connected to the Internet but can only be connected online. There are only 20 competitive maps in it. There is no entertainment at all, and it is a pure training tool.This thing is not used much by online game players, it is usually used by professional teams for review and training.

It has been more than a month since we left the youth training center in Fengfengyang. Song Wei didn't show it on the surface, but every time he went downstairs with Jiang Yiyao, he always sneaked a look at the mailbox at the door, or ran to the doorman. Ask there if there is any registered mail for him.

Although no team would send registered letters anymore, Song Weisheng was always worried that someone would slip through the net. What if any team invited him again?

He can't let people waste an invitation letter, can he?

Standing beside him, Jiang Yiyao helped him buy a sweet popsicle in the doorman's small refrigerator, holding the vegetables he just bought from the supermarket outside the door, and said, "Have you read the latest official event announcement? "

Song Weisheng stood under the noon sun and unpacked the popsicle bag, took out a yogurt stick wrapped in white chocolate and handed it to Jiang Yiyao's mouth, Jiang Yiyao shook his head and refused to eat it, Song Weisheng put it in his mouth, "I haven't seen it yet, today Was it posted in the morning?"

Not long after he woke up, he went downstairs to buy groceries with Jiang Yiyao after waking up, and didn't pay attention to the official activities.

Jiang Yiyao pulled him under the shade of the tree and walked towards the unit building, "It seems to be a challenge about the public city."

"Public city? The capital of crime?"

"Ah."

"This event is held every year. Players can form a team to enter the city to challenge the evil lord and get relatively generous rewards."

"The rewards seem to be different this time."

"What's the difference?"

"It is said that players who succeed in the challenge can participate in the Rising Star Competition in October this year."

"Rising Star Competition? What Rising Star Competition?" Song Weisheng stopped suddenly, holding a popsicle in one hand and rummaging through the pockets of his shorts. He wanted to look for his mobile phone, but found that he didn't bring it.

Jiang Yiyao handed him his mobile phone, "RTO Professional Rising Star Challenge."

The competition system of the RTO professional league is the same as most sports, divided into preseason, playoffs, and regular season.The pre-season is a warm-up match, where the major teams compete with each other to find out the bottom line, the regular season is a reincarnation promotion match between the major teams, and the playoffs are the most eye-catching championship competition.

The regular season starts in early October every year. Due to the long time, the official will intersperse some more entertaining activities such as "Rising Star Challenge" and "All-Star Exhibition Game" in the regular game to let everyone relax.

However, in previous years, the "Rising Star Challenge" was selected by the big teams themselves, and basically no chance was given to amateurs. These people had to be invited by the team, passed the training of the youth training camp, and had a chance after officially signing with the club. Take on the stage of the Rising Star Challenge and take on established pros.

"Is the official joking?"

"It's okay. It's a performance competition. I think those who are capable can fight for it."

"That's right, let's go to the scene to meet idols! When the time comes, you can challenge whoever you like!"

"Am I the only one who thinks the official is sick?"

"Before the Tianwenchuan incident is resolved, you are busy making online game players play monkeys?"

"Being a monkey is not enough, is it? In fact, the threshold is quite high. The evil lord is not so easy to defeat, and the official has not stipulated the number of teams this time? The team challenge can not exceed 5 people at most, how to fight? No need to fight ah."

"That's right, don't forget that in previous years, hundreds of people entered the city together. If there were only five people this time, they might not even be able to defeat the guardians at the gate of the city."

"So the officials are still playing around? Just want to make everyone happy?"

Song Weisheng took the phone and turned to the event announcement. It was only an hour before the release time, and there were already as many as 10,000+ comments from players.

There are those who are bad-mouthed, and there are also those who are looking forward to it. In short, there are many discussions and various opinions.

After all, letting an online game player who has never received professional training directly log in to the professional stage, no matter how you look at it, it seems like nonsense.

The range hood in the kitchen is "hula la" ringing.

Jiang Yiyao took a plate of shredded pork and threw it into the hot oil pan to stir-fry back and forth. Song Weisheng stood beside him to help, helping carry the plate for a while, and handing over the seasonings for a while.

Since Jiang Yiyao didn't go out very much, the two of them basically ate at home. Song Weisheng couldn't eat for free, so he went downstairs to buy vegetables with Jiang Yiyao every day, and stood beside him to help him after the grocery shopping.

He helped him very diligently today, and even raised a small round fan to fan him constantly.

Jiang Yiyao glanced at the advertisement on the fan, a certain men's hospital.

"Is the meal ready?"

"Okay, I'm going to Sheng now!"

Hearing Jiang Yiyao's question, Song Weisheng hurriedly put down his fan and took out two white porcelain bowls from the cupboard, filled one bowl for himself, and filled another bowl for Jiang Yiyao.

When Jiang Yiyao brought the two fried dishes to the table, he found that Song Weisheng had pulled out the chair he used to sit on under the table, and stood obediently opposite him, waiting for him to take a seat with a smile.

Jiang Yiyao raised his eyebrows looking at the bowl of white rice that looked like a hill in front of him, and before he even moved his chopsticks when he sat down, Song Weisheng helped him pick up a piece of shredded pork with his chopsticks that he had never used before.

After Jiang Yiyao finished eating, he picked up another one.

Jiang Yiyao looked at him for a few seconds, deliberately stopped making eye contact with him, and asked, "What do you want to eat tomorrow?"

Song Weisheng tilted his head to catch his eyes, "It's okay, whatever you do is delicious."

Jiang Yiyao lowered his eyes: "Braised pork? Will it be greasy?"

Song Weisheng said: "No, no, no."

Jiang Yiyao didn't raise his eyes: "Or eat fish, steamed perch?"

Song Weisheng said: "Okay, let's go buy fish together tomorrow."

Jiang Yiyao nodded, and continued to hang his long eyelashes, "Do you have to get up earlier to buy fish? There doesn't seem to be any supermarkets around here?"

Song Weisheng said: "There is a morning market that sells fresh food. We can get up early tomorrow and go to have a look together."

Jiang Yiyao said, "Can you get up?"

"It's time to get up." Song Weisheng chuckled twice, got out of the chair at some point, half-squatted and leaned on the edge of the table, and moved a little bit to Jiang Yiyao's side.

Jiang Yiyao glanced slightly to the left, just in time to meet a grinning smiling face, the smiling face made his eyes hurt, and he had no choice but to puncture his purpose, "Do you have something to ask me?"

Song Weisheng nodded immediately.

"Want me to accompany you to challenge the evil lord?"

"Um……"

"Is this kind of thing necessary?"

Song Weisheng was taken aback by his question, and heard him say: "If it is a team of 5 people, shouldn't I have a combat position?"

"Should! That means you agreed?!" Song Weisheng's eyes lit up, and he jumped up from the ground instantly. Without thinking too much, he threw himself on Jiang Yiyao, hugged his neck and said excitedly: "It's great. ! I thought you had to think about it!"

Jiang Yiyao was taken aback by his sudden action, and smiled for a moment: "Why do you think about it?"

"We have been eating at the same table for so long, isn't it enough for you to put me on the list of regular teammates?"