Nothing happened overnight

The morning sun is still so bright, and it doesn't give people the same gloomy feeling as before.

The teams in hotels in different places in Xi'an also began to prepare for their own training one after another.

There is no hotel for the players in the National Youth Elite Competition, but there will be a corresponding compensation strategy, which can be managed by the team after the competition to the organizer with the hotel invoice to register and collect.

Breeze Clan

This is one of the more unusual teams that are currently competing in the competition.

For no other reason, most of the teams in the National City Elite Competition are college teams and veteran teams that have won provincial or municipal championships.

The Qingfeng team is not, similar to LW, except that they became famous a year earlier than Ren Shuai and them.

They are all from the Internet café team, sharpening themselves through competitions again and again, and gradually becoming famous on the Internet, and their names will appear on the list this time.

It's just that the Qingfeng clan is currently on the verge of disbanding.

The whole room was very dull, and since I came to Xi'an yesterday, everyone has a big stone in their hearts.

The stone was large and heavy, heavy enough to make a person's nerves rush in an instant.

"Brother Qian, do we really have no other way?" As an AD player of the Qingfeng team, Cui Yang asked unwillingly.

Brother Qian is the current administrator of the Qingfeng team, and he is also their accountant, and all the arrangements for coming to Xi'an to participate in the competition this time are solved by Brother Qian.

Brother Qian took out the cigarette case from his pocket, popped out a cigarette in the slightly wrinkled cigarette case, put it to his mouth, took out a lighter and smoked it.

Brother Qian looked at Cui Yang, and then looked at the team members around him who had been with him for three years, and sighed helplessly.

The Qingfeng team has been established for three years, from the obscurity of the first year to the current fame, all the achievements are inseparable from the efforts of the team members.

Unfortunately, just last week, the sponsor who had invested in the Qingfeng Sentai for three years collapsed due to poor management, and the boss still owed a large amount of money to the bank, and there was no extra money to give to the Qingfeng Sentai again.

Now all the expenses of the Qingfeng team are paid by the team members and himself, which is not a long-term solution, after all, there is only so much money, and it will not increase.

When everyone has no money to fight, wouldn't I be ashamed of these children, let them have no gain in the past three years, and even squander their hard-working savings.

There are some things that you still need to talk to them in advance.

"Xiaoyang, you are my earliest team member, I don't want to lie to you about this matter, I believe you yourself know, if there are no more sponsors, we will really be disbanded."

After speaking, Brother Qiange took a puff of cigarette, choking on some spicy eyes, and his eyes were red.

"We have our own money, Brother Qian, we spend our own money, and the team can't be disbanded." The young man next to him pulled his brother's sleeve and said with a crying voice.

Brother Qiange looked at him and shook his head, turned his head to look at Cui Yang, and asked:

"Understood?"

Cui Yang nodded and shook his head again.

He knew, he understood, but he didn't want to.

Brother Qiange looked at the five unwilling boys around him, none of them had a superior family background, and there were even those who came out to work at a very young age. He couldn't afford to watch these stupid brothers waste their money on the team.

Rather than that, it is better to let them go early and find another way out.

"Silly boys, I don't want to disband the team, it's just that this is the reality, and I can't just push you into the fire pit." Brother Qian finished smoking the cigarette in his hand, touched his pocket, thought about it, and let go of the hand that touched the cigarette case and took it out.

I can't smoke anymore, I don't have much money left, and I have to buy some things for these younger brothers, so I can't let them spend money all the time.

"If we had a sponsor, wouldn't the Qingfeng clan be disbanded?" Cui Yang clenched his hands and asked stubbornly.

Brother Qian understands Cui Yang's feelings, but where are there any sponsors willing to invest in their "nomad" team, even if they are famous now, they are still much inferior to other participating teams.

Whether it is the configuration or the results, it is slightly inferior.

"That's what it means, but if you want to be valued, you must at least get the top three." Brother Qiange sighed, and finally couldn't help but take out a cigarette and smoke it again.

This is the one at night, and it won't be smoked at night.

Everyone was silent, in this game where there are many strong teams, it is a question of whether they can break through from the group stage, not to mention that it is extremely difficult for the Qingfeng team to go to the top three.

And even if the Qingfeng team stands out from the group stage, they can't have a bye in the above games.

The bye promotion is a good thing for other teams, and it is undoubtedly worse for the Qingfeng team and it is not helpful.

This will saddle them with the label of luck to advance, and for them on the verge of disbandment, it is undoubtedly a roadblock to keep those who want to sponsor out.

They're going to prove their mettle.

Of course, these are all issues that the Qingfeng team will worry about when they get the bottom two qualifications in the top three, and as for the championship, let's not talk about the rewards.

As long as they win the championship, there will definitely be sponsors joining the team, and there will be more than one.

If the championship is so easy to win, then the gold content of this event is inevitably too low.

The Lan Fei team that I met at the venue when I signed up before, the top three opponents in the college league, the Qingfeng team won 0 and lost 5 in the five games against it.

This team alone can shatter the championship dream of the Qingfeng team, not to mention the two teams on top of the Lanfei team, and it is impossible for the organizers not to invite the champion and runner-up team of the college league.

Quite say that they failed to enter the professional arena, then this championship reward will definitely not be given up.

"I really envy the one called LW, they are similar to us, no matter if they win or lose, they don't have to worry." The top list of the Qingfeng team is still a teenager who has just turned 17 years old, and he naturally has the emotions that a teenager should have in his heart.

The other teams were too high and far away, and he couldn't envy them, so he could only look at them from afar.

And LW, who is similar to the Qingfeng team, will naturally be muttered a few words by the teenager.

Cui Yang touched his head and signaled him not to have too many psychological fluctuations.

He would send most of his monthly salary to his family, leaving a small amount of money to cover his own expenses, and now he is the one who can't open the pot.

Cui Yang has been relieving the youngest player on the team and not letting him be wronged.

The young man raised his head and looked at Cui Yang, and at some point two lines of hot tears flowed down his cheeks:

"Brother Cui, your talent is the best among the five of us, if the team is disbanded, won't your talent be wasted."

He knows who is good to him, Brother Qiange and Cui Yang are the elders who care for him the most, and in his opinion, Cui Yang is his own brother.

If the team is disbanded, the young man will still feel sorry for Cui Yang's amazing talent to be buried by reality.

Cui Yang also shook his head helplessly, there was nothing he could do, after all, people are not as good as heaven.

"Since there is no way out, we can only keep rushing forward, and if we don't work hard, we will be disbanded." Cui Yang looked at the players in front of him and shouted.

"Do you want to disband?"

"I don't want to!"

"I don't want to disband!"

"Go to TMD to disband, Lao Tzu wants to win the championship, and then those sponsors will please us, I see who else underestimates us."

Cui Yang looked at the young man in tears in front of him and asked:

"What about you?"

"I don't want to!" The boy said with a cry.

"Louder, I can't hear you." Cui Yang raised his voice, but shook the hand of the godbrother who was smoking next to him, and the cigarette fell to the ground.

"I don't want to, I want to go down with you." The boy raised his head, wiped the water from his face with his cuffs, and shouted tremblingly.

"That's right." Cui Yang nodded with satisfaction.

Looking at the team members who were still standing stupidly in place, Cui Yang pretended to hate Tie Cheng and scolded:

"What are you still doing here, you don't go to training yet, you can't play games, you are the first to eat, what do you want, wait for the disband."

Brother Qiange lowered his head and looked at the cigarette on the ground, and sighed regretfully.

It may be distressed that he still has a third of his cigarettes left, or it may be distressed that the young captain who carries everyone's pressure.

Cui Yang said hello to Brother Qian, and he was going to a nearby Internet café for training.

"Xiaoyang, let me talk to you about something."

The footsteps stopped instantly, and then strode to Brother Qian's side.