Chapter 917: Excited HIT Players

The next morning, Zhang Huan woke up, his arm moved, and he felt that the side was empty. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

What about people?

Hearing the boos coming from the bathroom, Zhang Huan suddenly smiled.

Both of them were unusually well-behaved last night, and they didn't do anything out of the ordinary, according to Liu Ying, she wasn't ready yet.

Zhang Huan is not a person who is in a hurry, he likes to tease Liu Ying, especially when he sees her angry and blushing, he can't help but want to bully her.

After the breakfast carefully prepared by Liu Ying, she diligently washed Zhang Huan's dirty clothes at home, and Zhang Huan sat in Zhang Tao's Audi and came to the HIT Club.

Early in the morning, the HIT players were in full swing training in the training room.

Zhang Huan did not participate in the training, because now he is at the peak of his skills and condition, and he can go on the court at any time to cooperate perfectly with the players of HIT without wasting time.

At the end of the training match with the mid-stream LMS team on the Wanwan side, HIT won, and Zhang Huan just walked in and saw this scene.

Nodding slightly, he clapped his palms and shouted, "Okay, stop." ā€

All the HIT players turned their heads and looked at Zhang Huan.

"How do you feel now, I haven't come to test your training results these days, have you fallen behind?"

As soon as Zhang Huan finished speaking, the newcomer Zhonglan He Wendong said: "Boss, we have been training according to your standards, don't worry, absolutely not falling, I feel that now with you solo, I should be able to last for more than eight minutes." ā€

"Really?" Zhang Huan smiled.

"Of course, why don't you have a hand?"

"Yes." After not broadcasting live or playing games for a few days, Zhang Huan's hands itched, and on a whim, he fought against He Wendong.

The beginning is good, but the ending is brutal.

In Zhang Huan's game, there are only two sounds, one is the sound of the enemy exploding, and the other is the enthusiastic cheering of his perfect supergod.

So, He Wendong lost this game, he thought that he had made some progress and could use the mending knife to decide the outcome when he competed with Zhang Huan, but Zhang Huan's outrageous strength made his illusion ruthlessly shattered.

The gap is still too obvious.

"I lost, boss, you're too perverted, I haven't seen you play games these days, and you still have such a good feel, I really don't know how your hand grows."

He Wendong looked at Zhang Huan, his eyes flashing with admiration, and he smiled bitterly.

Zhang Huan smiled at the corner of his lips and patted him on the shoulder: "It's not bad, it's a bit of progress, but it's not too obvious, you have to continue to work hard." ā€

"I will, one day, I can let you play a game of solo to make up for the knife and I will decide the winner." He Wendong said in a resolute tone.

Chen Yang, the main top laner, quipped: "Dongzi, if your idea can be realized, it is estimated that you will hide under the tower for the rest of your life and not come out." ā€

He Wendong just wanted to refute, but Zhou Jie preemptively said: "Hey, what's the matter of hiding under the tower, has he been killed by the boss over the tower less?" Ha ha. ā€

"You two bastards, come on, come on, dare you go it alone? Lost a treat for a month's supper. He Wendong was annoyed and angry, and chased Zhou Jie and the two of them for a while.

Although his skills in solo are not as good as Zhang Huan, his personal strength is slightly better than Zhou Jie and Chen Yang.

Therefore, Zhou Jie and the others will not be stupid enough to solo with him, isn't that deliberately trying to lose face?

"Okay, okay, stop making trouble, let's get down to business." Zhang Huan stopped them, and then said: "I ask you, how do you feel about me here, that is, just about my personal opinion, do you think I am good to you?" ā€

Zhang Huan's words were inexplicable, which made the players present stunned, and Luo Jiang was also stunned, and asked: "Boss, what you said is a little strange, is something wrong?" ā€

Zhou Jie said: "Boss, of course you don't have to say anything to us, you eat and drink well, and you practice with us, to be honest, sometimes I feel embarrassed." ā€

At present, the salary of HIT club players is 30,000 yuan per month, which is the minimum salary, and the treatment in the club is food and accommodation, and they don't have to spend a penny at all.

Compared with all the teams in China, this is also the top treatment, even the EDM, which is known as the first team of the LPL, is generally treated like this, such as the rest of the teams in the middle and lower reaches of the lpl, the basic salary is only 20,000, not even less.

Zhou Jie's words were agreed by everyone in HIT, and they all nodded their heads to express their gratitude to Zhang Huan for the treatment they received.

Seeing this, Zhang Huan smiled with satisfaction and said, "Then I want to ask you for help now, are you willing?" ā€

"Needless to say? Even if I go to the soup, I will not give up. ā€

"If there is something boss, just say it, we will follow your requirements and point where to fight."

"Say, are you going to beat someone, I'll be the first to go up and beat him down."

Zhang Huan motioned for them to be quiet and said, "What kind of person to beat, it's just a small matter, and it's also for you to find extra money." Recently, a friend opened a live broadcast platform, and I'm going to jump ship to him, but his platform is not very popular, and more people are urgently needed to station, so I thought that now you guys are idle and panicked, and it's not bad to start a live broadcast to make some extra money, how about it, do you want to be an online anchor? ā€

Naturally, the live broadcast platform is Zhang Huan's own industry, but in order to avoid irresponsible remarks from people in the circle, Zhang Huan is not ready to tell about his opening of a live broadcast platform now, standing in the dark and observing the market, there are always more things to see than on the surface.

"Can we really be anchors?"

He Wendong and Zhou Jie were very surprised by their performance.

In the professional circle, Zhang Huan is the only professional player who broadcasts live without completely retiring, and the rest of the top professional players who are currently popular are very envious of him when they see him show his skills in the live broadcast industry.

However, the rest of the clubs have clear regulations that prohibit professional players from participating in the live broadcast, so this makes many people stare dryly, but now it seems that Zhang Huan is preparing to set a precedent on the HIT side.

"Of course. However, the premise is that if you want to be a streamer, you can only broadcast it live at the time I have arranged, and the club will arrange it for you. Zhang Huan said: "Generally speaking, professional players can't be anchors, because it's a waste of time, but in order to broaden your horizons, I'm here for sure, if you have anything to say, mention it." ā€

Zhou Jie excitedly said: "If I can also be an anchor and can interact with fans, it would be great!" ā€

"Me too, a little bit of anticipation."

"Boss, what's the name of your friend's live streaming platform?"

Zhang Huan said: "Falcon TV, the live broadcast platform that just opened last month, how about it, do you want to try it?" ā€

"Of course!"

"Definitely, such a good opportunity, we must not let it go."

Zhang Huan nodded, "If you have any friends who play the game well, you can also let them try it, in this case, there is no need to train now, go to Manager Yu, she will handle the formalities for you, I will let Team Leader Zhang take you to choose live broadcast equipment for a while, go." ā€

"Long live the boss, great, the amount of training for more than ten hours in the past few days is about to drive me crazy."

"Finally something new and exciting."

"It's a live broadcast of abusing vegetables, it's very good to think about."

"Wow...... Don't talk big, otherwise it will be too embarrassing to be abused by blood when the time comes. ā€

……