"Meeting, meeting."

At six o'clock in the afternoon, Duck called a meeting of all the member organizations that had previously participated in the TOP League.

In less than three days, the scale of Xingchen has tripled, more than 60 people, people are thriving, and the guild can develop as rapidly as possible. On the day Da Mei joined the stars, Duck gave a position as vice president.

With Da Mei helping to take care of the daily affairs of the guild, the pressure on him and Brother Hao was greatly reduced.

In addition to Damei's excellent management, there are also two veteran players who are qualified for the competition.

The league team was reorganized, and due to the shortage of manpower in the stars, several people in it were rushing ducks to the shelves, and it was thankful that they could advance to the third round of the audition.

"Monkey, you go down and change to Ah Cheng."

The first change is to replace the monkey with Ah Cheng. The monkey is a hundred willing, but he is a businessman who buys and sells, and asks him to play a game and delay the money.

Replacing the monkey, the duck was considering whether he needed to replace others, he glanced at the kitchen knife: "If you don't pull a few stupid ones, what should I do if I drop the chain at the critical moment?" ”

"Why am I stupid, I am so awesome that you don't see?"

"I don't see it."

Whether to change the kitchen knife or not depends on the strength of the person who replaces it.

Da Mei did not participate, as the head of a meeting, the years are quiet, how to say that the years are also ranked 11th in the big guild, the TOP League, the first national competition, Da Mei did not personally lead the team.

"Da Mei, who are the two people in your guild, can you introduce me?"

Xingchen's tent space was very large, and the duck and chicken thief moved the red sofa of the former guild over, and everyone sat around the sofa, and if they couldn't sit down, they moved the chair next to it and sat down, leaving the serious conference table in the middle aside.

"Lemon, youth, please introduce yourself."

Da Mei brought two people, whose IDs were Lemon and Youth.

Chopping Wind led the main force out, and only some players who were left were scattered, including two of them.

"I'm still in school, so I probably don't have enough time."

Lemon's qualification for the game is as a substitute, he is a high school student, and Chopping Wind is just taking him to play the game, and no one plans to let him play anything.

The other one, youth, he is not a substitute, he usually doesn't have much time to go online, and the time to play the group book in the past two days can be compared to his usual one-month online time, but don't think he's a rookie because of this.

On the contrary, youth is a recognized god of learning in the quiet years. Learning from God is not a scholar. It doesn't matter if a young person learns or learns at school, exams, grades, or more.

"I work as a bartender in a bar, and the bar is opened with friends, and I just help, so I usually have more free time."

Youth is a bartender, Luo Li is full of interest in the profession of bartending, when he was in the restaurant, he often heard Wen Hanhan mention the bartender brother he met in France, it is said that Wen Hanhan also tried bartending under the guidance of the handsome guy.

"Bartender, then you are a bit like Luo Li, he used to be a chef of Western food, and I eat his dishes, which are delicious."

The duck said that youth and Luo Li were similar, and Luo Li didn't know where the similarities were, whether it was a profession, and whether a bartender and a chef had anything to do with it, but it was true that he was interested in youth.

"I haven't eaten it."

Momoko gave Luo Li a roll of his eyes, a cheek propped up, a small coat draped over his body, and an apple face with "unhappy" written all over it.

was talking about business, there were many people next to him, Luo Li was embarrassed to show deliberate concern for Peach, pretended not to hear anything, and waited for Qingchun to continue.

The title of the god of youth is not given casually, there are many people with good academic performance in this world, of course, there are more people who fail than cows, but youth is different from these two kinds of people.

When I was in school, the teacher would assign a lot of homework, which was not more profound for the lemon in high school. The homework of youth has always been lacking and lacking, and in most cases it is directly empty, and the class is lazy and lazy, and the teacher is too lazy to take care of it after a long time.

But one day, the math teacher had the last class in the afternoon, and the high school of youth adopted a day system, and the students went home from school in the afternoon, but the youth was still sitting in the classroom.

At that time, because it was the college entrance examination, the students were extremely active, and there would always be a large number of students lining up to ask questions after math class.

The teacher in the youth class is a young female teacher who has been teaching for less than three years, and she should not have let the young teacher lead the students of the graduating class, but the original teacher took maternity leave, so she took over the mathematics of the third year of high school. After school, she is nothing more than a batch of homework to prepare for class, the first time she leads the graduating class, she does everything to hope that the students can have a good grade, so even if it is time to get off work, there are students who ask questions, she will still be happy to answer them one by one.

The students left one after another, the school ended at six o'clock, and it was not until half past six that the sun shone into the classroom through the half-opened curtains, and the teacher sent the students away one by one.

The students left, and the teacher packed up her things, put on her satchel and prepared to go home, and when she was about to leave, she saw another student in the corner of the wall who had not left.

Youth hasn't gone yet, the reason why I haven't gone is very simple, boring, I don't know what to do when I go back, boring.

"This classmate, it's out of school, why don't you leave?"

The sunlight in the teacher was half dazzling and half dim, and the teacher couldn't see who the student was, so he could only walk over.

Don't have something happening at home, it's the third year of high school, but don't let things at home affect your children's learning.

The teacher walked to the front of youth.

The youth lay on the table and said casually that he was bored, and used a pencil to sketch on today's new test papers. He prefers to use pencils, soft gray, not glaring.

The test paper was tonight's math homework, an hour and a half of questions, plus two complex math answers, the difficulty of those two questions was so difficult that the teacher hesitated when she left the homework, she was worried that when she talked about the homework tomorrow morning, no one in the class would write it, which would make her embarrassed to speak.

"You're doing your homework."

The teacher got closer to see which student it was, and this naughty child was actually doing his homework today. Could it be that his professionalism touched the students, and the teacher suddenly felt that teaching was a great profession.

However, it turns out that she thinks too much, and the reason why her youth stays in the teacher to write homework after school is simply because she is bored, boring playing games, playing in the mountains and rivers, reading books, and thinking about life.

The paper was sent out when class was about to end.

The teacher glanced down at the test paper.

It was the big title at the back of the second page, and there were neatly written in pencil lines of round, elegant numbers, like notes on musical score. The math teacher wasn't joking, the youthful Arabic numerals were written like musical notes.

(End of chapter)