It's over! I'm going to be late for the interview!

Yang Ye opened his eyes suddenly, only to feel that his head was blank, and then he found himself sitting on the edge of a flower bed in front of a building.

He touched his buttocks underground, and there was actually a magazine on his back, the latest issue of "Oriental Game Monthly", and the release date was today. It stands to reason that the major newsstands don't arrive until noon or even in the afternoon.

On the side, there was an old man in his fifties, who patted him on the shoulder slightly: "Young man, are you okay, why did you suddenly faint, did you have low blood pressure or something like not eating breakfast?" You young people are really working hard, it's really not easy, you can take this bread and eat it. ”

As he spoke, the old man handed a piece of bread to Yang Ye and walked into the building on the side with a smile.

Yang Ye picked up the magazine and shouted, "Wait for your magazine." ”

The old man didn't reply, and said, "I'll show it to you." ”

Yang Ye casually threw the magazine aside, and took a bite of the bread first, well, it tastes good, if only there was more meat floss.

He really didn't eat breakfast, but he clearly remembered that he fell on the way to the subway station on his bicycle, how did he open his eyes and appear in this ghost place, where is this?

He looked up and glanced around, and suddenly found a huge stone in front of the door of the building next to him with a few big words written on it - Oriental Games.

This is the building of Oriental Games! Could it be that he had already taken the subway and rushed to the front of the building of Oriental Games. I just suddenly fainted because I didn't eat.

He patted his head, unable to remember the memory on the road.

I took out my phone and looked at the time, 8:59! Frightened, he gulped the bread into his mouth and rushed into the building of the Oriental Game like a wild dog on the leash.

The personnel department on the 13th floor of the Oriental Game Building, the conference hall that can accommodate 30 people is already overcrowded.

This time, Oriental Games recruited a total of three positions, namely host, director, and copywriter.

However, the host and choreographer have already been recruited from other places through various relationship channels, and there is only one position left as a copywriter, which is a real external recruitment.

Even if it is just a small copywriter position, the personnel department of Oriental Games has received countless resume submissions, and finally selected 30 people to enter the interview stage.

The clerk sister of the personnel department had already made thirty name tags according to the number of people, and she posted the name tags step by step, but suddenly found that there was a vacant spot in the most corner.

Wait, is there anyone else who hasn't come? How could someone be late for such an important interview?

After the clerk's sister finished handing out the twenty-nine name tags, she held the name tag with Yang Ye's name written on it and shouted: "Yang Ye, has Yang Ye arrived?" I'll count three times, and if I don't claim the sign, I'll be late! ”

"Three!"

"Two!"

"One!"

"It's here...... It's here! Be merciful to the beautiful women! ”

The door of the conference room was slammed open, and Yang Ye, who was sweating profusely, rushed over, panting!

At this time, it was the peak period of work, and he waited for a long time but did not wait for the elevator, so he only climbed to the thirteenth floor at one time with a sigh of relief!

It's the thirteenth floor! And it was dead hot July, and there was no air conditioning in the stairwell, so he felt like he was in a giant steamer all the way.

Even so, it only took him two minutes to climb up.

God forbid, luckily it arrived.

The clerk's sister held the list of personnel in her hand and looked at Yang Ye who was sweaty and panting with some discomfort, she was already planning to cross Yang Ye's name, she suddenly moved a trace of compassion, put a tick, handed the name card to Yang Ye, and strode into the office.

The clerk's sister glanced at Yang Ye's information, but shook her head in her heart, although she graduated from Donghai University of Media and Communication, she was only a low-end broadcasting and hosting major, and she had nothing to do with games, so she could only apply for a traditional TV station at most.

And the level of professional players is only amateur level 9, the lowest level, even many middle school students are inferior, how can they have the courage to come to the Oriental Game Channel? There's no way he'll pass the interview.

I don't know who screened the resume, but let him leak in, look at him is really pitiful, as if he climbed the stairs up, after all, there is no special access control card for employees, the external elevator is indeed more blocked, you can help it.

It's a pity that his efforts were destined to be in vain. When the time comes, give him a suggestion to go to the Oriental Radio Station next door, which is suitable for his major.

Yang Ye held the name tag and excitedly returned to the only remaining empty position, his mind blank.

It turned out that the moment he took the name tag, a voice suddenly appeared in his head.

"The Super Player system has been loaded successfully.

Player: Yang Ye

Title: Little Rookie

Reflexes: 2 (Your reflexes barely surpass the average person.) ）

Hand speed: 0.5 (You are destined to never be single in this life, of course, you may also be disabled.) ）

The big picture: 1 (You can at least see what's on the screen clearly.) ）

Stamina: 1.5 (A large piece of scrap wood.) ）

Game Prestige: 1000

Pro Player Level: Amateur Level 9. ”

"The player world has been systematically modified to become a real esports world."

What kind of mess is this? Super Player System! Character attributes? The world of esports?

I can't be dreaming.

Yang Ye twisted his thigh fiercely, and he screamed in pain.

He was confused at first, and then began to be uncontrollably excited.

Super Player System! Does this mean that you can really become a super player?

When the time comes, I will be professional, do live broadcasts, sell cakes and fried noodles, wouldn't it be a beautiful time to reach the peak of life.

System! Is the system you? Can you tell me more about it?

"This system will train the host to be the most powerful super player!"

The cold voice of the system sounded in his head.

That's great!

Yang Ye slapped his thigh excitedly, causing the interviewer next to him to look at him like a neuropath.

His old face flushed, and he hurriedly took out his mobile phone and pretended to look at it.

At this time, he suddenly found that there was an app called "professional gamer" in his mobile phone.

Clicking on the APP, he immediately found his own information.

At the top of the profile, his professional player level is clearly written: Amateur Level 9 (1000 points).

Here are some very simple information, such as name, gender, age, etc.

Click on the detailed information, which records in detail the various game competitions that Yang Ye has participated in since he was a child. Even some of the online competitions that he himself didn't have an image of were clearly recorded.

The vast majority of the tournaments were unranked, except for the Hearthstone Gold Tournament of 128, which he participated in in college, which was a barely visible position, and behind this ranking, it was written +1000 points (promotion to amateur level 9).

Pro Gamer Level? What is it?

Yang Ye thought curiously, and at this time, the voices of several interviewers suddenly heard in his ears.

"I'll go, Brother Li, you also come here for an interview, with your amateur third-level strength, you actually compete with us! It's so inauthentic! Looks like I'm destined to be a foil! ”

A yellow-haired young man with oily hair and pink face looked at the thirty-year-old man in a suit sitting on the side in surprise, and said with a slight compliment.