Chapter 420: School grass level

Chapter 420 Cursor level
The boy pulled on the shoulder strap of his backpack: "Who are you? Do I need to tell you this?"
"The one who can decide whether you can enter the AF club."
"Are you the boss?"
The rain was getting heavier and heavier, he did not hold an umbrella, Wen Qiao looked at him up and down: "Go in first."
After entering the AF club, Brother Dong lay on the railing on the second floor with sleepy eyes as usual.
Because it was the weekend and several boys were training, Wen Qiao asked a few questions, and Brother Dong gave an ok gesture: "All are okay, don't worry."
Wen Qiao pointed to the boy: "Here is an interview."
Brother Dong walked down the stairs locally, led people to a small conference room, and sat down with Wen Qiao.
The boy's hair dripped thinly, and Brother Dong drew a tissue: "Is there no umbrella for this child?"
The boy took the paper towel, wiped his head, wiped his face, and then a beautiful parabola, the paper towel was thrown into the trash can in the corner.
Brother Dong raised his eyebrows: "Do you play basketball? So accurate."
The boy smiled and said nothing.
"Is there a resume?"
"No." It's cool.
"Tell me, what's your name, how old, and which club you played before."
"Gu Xiao, 19 years old, has just returned from abroad and is currently in his freshman year at university."
Brother Dong: "Reopen a university, a prestigious university, the highest institution in Haicheng."
Gu Xiao: "It's OK."
Brother Dong: "You look at least at the grass-roots level, right?"
Gu Xiao had no expression on his face and made no waves: "I don't know, I just came."
"Which club were you in before?"
"Have never been in the club."
Brother Dong frowned slightly: "You are nineteen years old and have never been in a club."
"Yes."
"Then play two games and see."
Gu Xiao got up and followed Brother Dong to the second floor. Brother Dong said cheerfully, "I'm quite tall. Is there 185?"
"almost."
When they entered the training room, the four had just finished a round, and Wen Chi pointed to Wen Qiao: "Get me a can of Coke."
Wen Qiao raised his eyebrows: "Who should I call?"
Xia Bai quickly got up and walked to the refrigerator: "Brother Chi, I'll get it, I'll get it, who else wants to drink."
Several people raised their hands, Xia Bai took a mention of Coke and distributed them one by one.
Wen Chi saw Gu Xiao and raised his eyebrows: "Are you here for an interview?"
Brother Dong patted Wen Chi on the shoulder: "You play with him in a single row."
When they were playing games, Wen Qiao stood by with arms folded and watched calmly, until Gu Xiao put on the headphones, picked up the mouse, calmly and easily got AWM, fired the first shot, exploding Xia Bai’s Wen Qiao raised his eyebrows.
Something.
Xia Bai took off the earphones in disbelief. He underestimated the enemy and even out.
Wen Chi licked a few airdrops, but didn't get AWM, only AUG.
The poison circle kept shrinking, and when the battle was in a stalemate for twenty-five minutes, Yu Zhan was shot headshot by Gu Xiao's awm and eliminated.
The atmosphere suddenly became tense, and Brother Dong already showed a relieved smile.
After waiting for many days, he finally ushered in another player who can play professional games. He knew that the three major clubs would always miss good seedlings.
The grade is not too young.
At nineteen, why have you never been in a club before?
Thirty-one minutes later, Wen Chi cat was on the second floor of the school dormitory, with a sixfold mirror on the assault rifle, just waiting so quietly.
Gu Xiao, who was carrying awm, drove an off-road vehicle and slowly approached him from a bridge.
(End of this chapter)