Chapter 221: 12zero is born

The expression on Xiao Qi's face became more and more serious. He saw the battlefield video from the end. Both sides of the battle were all 6-control heroes, and their skill in operation was far beyond his current stage.

"In this small Internet cafe... there is such a master? It's so amazing..." While Xiao Qi was talking to himself, the fat waiter took a broom and pulled Xiao Fei's broken glass cup together, and said in a hush: "I'm sorry, because you broke the glass cup in this Internet cafe, you will be compensated 30 yuan..."

At this time, Xiao Qi seemed to have seen the antique collector of the bronze utensils of the Fengshen Age, where could he hear others talking to him? Suddenly, a sharp light suddenly burst out in his eyes. Xiao Qi grabbed the fat waiter's arms and shouted anxiously: "Where are they!"

Although the fat waiter was wide, he was as brave as a mouse. He was stunned at first, then his heart beat wildly and he stammered: "What...what? Are you going to hit someone?"

"The person who played this game!" Xiao Qi pointed viciously at the LCD screen in the blue screen.

Out of the fear of the little man, the fat waiter trembled and pointed at Zhang Mu and Wu Ling who were leaving side by side in the distance without hesitation. At this time, they were talking.

"There is a lot of content in the Heroes, and it is best to use it to kill time, but it is hundreds of times more difficult to take the path of professional players than ordinary people imagine... The process is too boring." Zhang Mu put his hands in his bag, as if he was sighing for competitive game players.

Wu Ling nodded and sighed: "Every day, I practiced constantly to the computer... I practiced until late at night, and it was really difficult for professional players to do it. Hey, when it comes to this, Brother Mu, it may be like a mountain. I feel that making money in 'Heroes invincible' is more unreliable than making money in 'Heroes' competition'... Online games, don't they usually spend money..."

Zhang Mudale gently patted Wu Ling's shoulder and said, "Haha, the two games are different in their gameplay and methods. Don't care too much about this. Whether it is playing games or working, it is most taboo to be half-hearted. You are talented. As long as you work hard, you can definitely break out into a sky in the world of 'heroes'. So, don't stare at my online game version, as it is like a mountain."

Wu Ling laughed and laughed. The various punk jewelry on his body made a scattered sound of "Baobao" as his body moved.

"Brother Mu, I have already thought about it. If I can really win the game, you 6, I 4. Of course, it's not just a game, but in all the next events, I will..."

Zhang Mu waved his right arm and said, "Don't be arrogant. There are mountains outside the mountain and people outside. Don't think that you are very great now. You are still far from it. As for the form you mentioned...well, that's OK."

Even if Wu Ling doesn't say anything about the form of sharing, Zhang Mu will take the initiative to propose that he already wants to recruit Wu Ling to his studio. If he really works hard, with Wu Ling's talent, which is not too stupid, he can become famous in China. At that time, his studio's reputation will rise. Zhang Mu is still full of mist on how the studio makes money, but he knows ignorantly that if he wants to make money, he must first promote the studio's reputation.

Just as the two were having a lot of chatting, Xiao Qi suddenly rushed out from the side, spread his arms, blocking their way.

"Who are you? What do you want to do?" Wu Ling raised his eyebrows, and he didn't dare to say anything else. Wuchao Internet Cafe, he is a 'Yiba', and there are so many good friends!

Xiao Qi hurriedly introduced himself: "'Hand of God's Game Club, Deputy Captain of the Heroes Team! Xiao Qi! I watched the game between you two just now... I wonder if I can leave your contact number."

"Why?" Zhang Mu asked expressionlessly.

Xiao Qi didn't care and said seriously: "That's right. In a week, the Hand of God Club will hold a qualifier for the 'Heroes' Masters Cup'. The two players who won this game will not only receive a reward of 20,000 yuan, but also receive full sponsorship from the club to participate in the upcoming 'Heroes' First International Championship'."

"Hey, there is such a good thing?" Wu Ling's eyes lit up. He was confused when Xiao Qi said what happened next, and his mind was full of the 20,000 yuan reward. This is definitely not a small amount for an unemployed vagrant. Guangshi is a medium-sized city with an average income of only 1,500 yuan. If there were these 20,000 yuan... Wu Ling fell into an inexorable state of fantasy.

"I wonder if you two are interested? This is my business card." Xiao Qi took out two cards and handed them to Zhang Mu and Wu Ling, and said cautiously: "I hope you two can participate by then. You can just come to me "Xiao Qi" when you arrive at the club."

"We will consider it." Zhang Mu stuffed his business card into his pocket and nodded gently.

"Please be sure to participate!" Xiao Qi shouted at the backs of the two.

When Zhang and Wu left, Xiao Qi whispered: "It turns out that there are mountains outside the mountain... There are people outside the mountain... Their game level is already top-notch at this stage... It's really terrible..."

It was already noon after leaving Wuchao Internet Cafe.

Zhang Mu and Wu Ling sat in a small restaurant not far from the Internet cafe and ordered a few side dishes and two bottles of beer.

Wu Ling sat opposite Zhang Mu and grinned, and from time to time he would make a slutty laugh from his throat.

Zhang Mu knew what he was thinking, grabbed the beer and poured it into his throat, and smiled and said, "What? Want to participate in the 'Masters Cup Qualifier'?"

Wu Ling's eyes shone, and he nodded vigorously and said, "Brother Mu, do you think... can I win?"

"I don't have to win or not, what I say doesn't have to do, what you say doesn't have to do... The strength has to do, you don't really think I'm the world's number one expert, right?" Zhang Mu put down his wine glass and said seriously: "At this stage, there are at least 20 players who are better than me..."

Zhang Mu's words are by no means slander. While Wu Ling is training, players from other countries must also be conducting the same training. Wu Ling's performance is a bit proud.

"Brother Mu, I don't mean that... I understand everything you said. I just want to participate in this competition and test my strength. The competition will start at the end of the month. Before crossing the river, I have to test the depth of the water..."

"Go, I'll go with you then. Well... I should have time on the 9th. The 10th is me and the deity..." Zhang Mu cut off his words. Wu Ling couldn't understand what he said now, which was equivalent to playing the piano against the cow.

"Hehe, Brother Mu, you are really my noble person. Then what should I use to participate in the competition? You can't always pretend to be you."

"12zero!" Zhang Mu said without thinking.

"zero? Zero means...I understand this, then the 12 in the first place is..."

"The name of the studio." Zhang Mu smiled lightly and grabbed two bamboo shoots into his mouth.

"Studio 12! Brother Mu, do you mean...I am already a member of the studio?" Wu Ling was ecstatic.

Zhang Mu shook the chopsticks in his hand: "I will admit that you are a member of my studio after you dress like a normal person."

"Hahahaha..." Wu Ling grabbed his head and smiled embarrassedly.

‘Ding Ding Ding Ding ~~’

Zhang Mu's cell phone suddenly rang, it was called by the fat man.
Chapter completed!