Chapter 382: Duel between tuba

Chapter Three Hundred and Eighty Two
"By the way! Wang Yang, you said your tuba is a hunter?"
Chu Jing asked suddenly.
"Yes, what's the matter?"
Wang Yang was puzzled.
Chu Jing narrowed his eyes.
Isn't it?
Wouldn't it be so coincidental?
It won't be so coincidental, will it?
"Then your account ID...Wang Yang Dahai?"
When Chu Jing asked this question, his breathing became rapid.
This is a sign of tension.
Since becoming Gaowan, Chu Jing hasn't been so nervous for a long time.
"Yeah, that's the ID! How do you know? Did you check it? But I haven't scored these days, and those guys must have scored. My ranking is not eighty-nine, maybe all of them are dropped. Outside the top 100, how can you find out that it is me?"
Wang Yang looked dumb, but sometimes thoughtful.
Chu was shocked and didn't speak. At this time, his heart was overwhelmed.
"Fuck? It's really the ocean? My boss?"
In his previous life, Chu Jing just started as a power leveling exercise with the fourth child.
Later, after everything went wrong, he chose to join an online studio.
This studio is called Wang Yang Studio.
And the owner ID of this studio is... the ocean!
Because it is online, everyone is only connected online, and has not met in private.
Strange to say, other netizens don't talk about anything else, even if they play for a long time, they will get the bottom line in private.
But for Wang Yang's studio, this problem does not exist.
The people in this studio seem to be very indifferent. They all cooperate with the boss and complete the task by making money. They have no intention of holding a party in private.
Especially the boss Wang Yanghai, this guy seems to be too busy, and he can't show up a few times throughout the year.
Chu Jing was only able to hear this guy's presence by chance when he was holding an "audio conference" in the studio.
This is also why Chu Jing feels Wang Yang feels familiar.
I didn't understand at first, but now I wake up.
The sound is very familiar!
Chu Jing didn't have much contact with Wang Yangdae, but some colleagues said that their boss is very good. He is at the top of the national service personal strength and often communicates with those big forces.
But his temperament is relatively weak, he only likes to stay at home and play games, so he didn't join any guild, and he set up such a studio just to make a little money.
Chu Jing once imagined that his boss should be the kind of middle-aged hermit in his thirties.
He relied on the funds provided by the studio's thugs to get chic, he has nothing to do with fishing and playing games, and his life is endless...
Ok.
Now after seeing Wang Yang himself, Chu Jing's thoughts were shattered.
What kind of hermit is this?
This is just a nervous otaku, OK!
At this time, Chu Jing understood a truth.
Dreams are full, reality is very skinny...
Really makes sense!
"Wang Yang, are you in a studio now?"
Chu Jing asked suddenly.
"Studio? Why do I want to start a studio?"
Wang Yang was puzzled.
Hasn't Wang Yang Studio been established yet?
Then have to wait a year or two?
Chu Jing nodded secretly.
It is estimated that two years later, Wang Yang was short of money, so he set up a studio to make money.
"Chu surprised, are you suggesting that I build a studio to make money? That's not necessary at all. This game is really a big treasury. If you really want to make money, you don’t need a studio. For example, I’m going to make a copy with the team now. It’s a top-tier team. I can sell a few thousand pieces of purple equipment at random to get started... And if I'm not bad, I can get ten or so pieces of purple equipment a month. That's tens of thousands of dollars... Me too There is no shortage of money."
Wang Yang began to yawn again, and said lazily.
Chu Jing narrowed his eyes: "Now Wang Yang has begun to contact the top teams of those big guilds?"
The average player wants to play ten purple equipment a month?
That is dreaming.
But it is different if it is the top team of the Grand Guild.
The copies they brushed are all very difficult.
The strength is also very strong, and the efficiency of brushing a copy is first-rate.
If someone else brushes a copy several times, they may be able to brush it seven, eight, or even ten times.
Therefore, with such a high frequency of dungeons, the top team’s good equipment comes faster than ordinary players.
"Then Wang Yang, do you usually go with that team?"
Chu Jing asked curiously.
"Now? I'm close to the Witch Guild, and I often download copies with those two brothers and sisters."
When Wang Yang finished speaking casually, Chu Jing's expression changed.
Witch Guild?
Dugu dance?
Dugu Xiong?
Although there was only one side, Chu Jing did not forget that this guild had targeted him.
Especially that Dugu Dance, a crazy woman, even if he has a grumpy temper, he beat himself up just for a horse...
"Chu Jing? You also know this Witch Guild?"
Wang Yang was a little surprised.
"I know...but I'm not familiar with it."
Chu was surprised for a while, let's stop telling Wang Yang about himself and Duguwu.
After all, this guy's attitude is not clear yet.
What if he turns around and sells himself?
"That's surprised, I actually want to see your ability to play the tuba, or do we all use tuba to learn from each other?"
Wang Yang said with excitement on his face.
Chu Jing didn't speak yet, Chu Tianle's excited voice came from the door: "There is another master showdown? Then we must see it!"
He was holding instant noodles in his left hand, convenient hot pot in his right, and Chu Xiyao and others behind him were holding milk tea or something.
Hearing the news that Chu Jing and Wang Yang were dueling, they were all overjoyed.
"Have you seen a good show again?"
"Move all the Guazi benches! Ready to watch the show!"
Chu was very helpless.
I haven't faced it yet?
Did you start doing it?
Chu Jing didn't mean to ride a tiger.
He is relatively indifferent, and he will naturally refuse if he wants to refuse.
But now he didn't mean to refuse.
Relive I, haven't had a serious duel in the arena yet.
He is also more curious about his own strength.
So, Chu Jing said: "Then let's have a hand."
"Great!"
Amidst the cheers of Chu Tianle and others, Wang Yang got up, opened the cabinet, pointed to a row of helmets and said, "Chu Jing, which helmet do you want?"
Cyan, yellow, white, and even green...
This helmet has everything!
Chu Jing originally wanted to choose the green helmet for fun.
But after thinking about it, forget it.
His life is gone, there is still no need to bring green.
"I want the white one."
"Okay."
The two selected the helmets and put them on.
Chu Jing logged into his account and chose to add Wang Yang.
"Doesn't be surprised? This ID is a bit interesting."
Wang Yang chuckled in the headset.
The two are actually not far apart.
Wang Yang was lying on a professional gaming chair.
Chu Jing sat on the side of the bed. The two were very close. The conversation did not require games, and could be heard in reality.
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