Guan Mo sat in front of the computer in the club's training room, somewhat anxious.
The match is this weekend, but now one of the key players has a hand problem and can't play. Guan Mo is in a real bind.
Island Whale Club is a new club established just a year ago. Although it is not very well-known, it offers excellent benefits. The owner said he has plenty of money and is willing to spend it on the game he loves, aiming to build a team that is entirely his own.
Guan Mo joined around that time. Everything was normal in the early stages. Everyone trained hard, participated in various competitions, and their rankings kept rising. In less than half a year, they made it into the top ten.
Six months later, the club owner called everyone to the meeting room and said that his other investments had failed, the club was going to disband, and in order to recoup his losses, he sold all their accounts at a high price.
The main team members were very angry, but there was nothing they could do.
The Island Whale Club established an agreement when it was first founded that all new members must use new accounts, which belong to the company and cannot be taken away.
Now that the owner has sold the account, the Island Whale team is just a name left.
Almost everyone left, leaving only Guan Mo and a few key members. Guan Mo was reluctant to part with the name Island Whale Team. The reputation they had built up over six months was like their child.
So Guan Mo discussed it with the boss, and the members of the group took over the club and kept the name Island Whale Team. Unfortunately, the account had already been sold by the boss, and the person refused to return it, so they had to give up and start practicing again.
Guan Mo was the oldest among them, but he had only recently graduated from university and didn't have much money. Guan Mo contributed the majority of the money, and the remaining members chipped in a little to keep the club running.
They can't even afford to hire substitutes, and they've been playing with the four players who stayed from the beginning. Now, the Island Whale Club has managed to squeeze into the top three.
They also secured some investment and paid off everyone's previous debts.
This weekend's competition is very important. If they can get into the top three, not to mention the prize money, Island Whales' reputation will be greatly enhanced, which will help them recruit new players.
Just two days ago, one of the team members sprained his hand in an accident and is now unable to operate the equipment, leaving the team short one person.
If you withdraw from the competition midway through the registration, all the points you have accumulated will be reset to zero, and you will also be banned from the competition for a year.
Guan Mo had no choice but to contact Summer to see if she was available to provide temporary assistance.
Guan Mo sent a message to Summer, asking if he was free. He only knew that Summer was from Yan City, and didn't know any other information.
However, he guessed that Summer might be an office worker, since Summer's online time is mostly concentrated on weekends.
As long as they can come, he will cover all expenses, including airfare, hotel, and lost wages. He won't even ask for the bonus. If any member has any objections, he will simply borrow money to make up for it.
Guan Mo wasn't sure if he could persuade Summer, but relying on their friendship from playing together during the summer vacation, he boldly continued to send Summer messages.
lucky: Just tell me what you want, I can agree to anything!
Summer: Is the competition in Beijing?
lucky: Yes! I'll cover all the airfare and everything, you just need to come!
summer: I'm in Beijing.
Guan Mo was instantly stunned. Summer had come to the capital? The legendary figure had come to the capital? This was a momentous occasion. How could he not extend the hospitality of a true host to the capital?
lucky: Really? Can we meet up in person, expert? Please, I'm a good person!
lucky: This is my ID card and student ID. I am definitely not a scammer!
In addition to his ID card, Guan Mo also gave Shi Qian his student ID. Although he had already graduated, Peking University was still a top-tier university. While academic qualifications cannot represent character, they could at least prove that he was a good citizen and not a fraudster.
Shi Qian saw the identification information sent by Lucky: Guan Mo, a native of Beijing, a law student at Peking University, but he had already graduated last year.
This person trusts him quite a bit, isn't he afraid that he's a swindler?
Summer: Sure, you pick a place. I'm free after 7 pm these days.
lucky: Okay, expert! Which area is closest to you? I'll choose a restaurant!
Summer: Anywhere near Kyoto University is fine.
The two agreed to meet tomorrow. Shi Qian didn't mind; if he wanted to help with the competition, they would have to meet anyway. He felt quite compatible with Guan Mo.
After all, Guan Mo was the first person to waste time defending him when he was being scolded, and they also played games together for a summer. Shi Qian had a decent impression of Guan Mo.
On the day of their meeting, the teacher stayed late into the afternoon, and Shi Qian, after finishing her last class, went straight to the agreed-upon location with her schoolbag on her back.
The meeting place was a Cantonese restaurant two subway stops away from Kyoto University. Guan Mo was quite thoughtful, knowing that he was from the south and usually preferred light food.
Guan Mo arrived at the private room two hours early. The place is relatively expensive and not usually crowded, but it has the advantage of a good environment, good food, and excellent privacy. Guan Mo was afraid that the celebrity would mind revealing his identity, so he arranged to meet in a private room.
This morning, for the first time ever, he got a haircut and shaved his beard. He wore the suit he had prepared when he was looking for an internship during his senior year of college, polished his leather shoes until they shone, and even combed his hair back, looking like a qualified insurance professional.
He arrived early and sat anxiously in the private room waiting for Summer.
A balding man who looked like a programmer walked in. Guan Mo assumed that the man was Summer and quickly went up to greet him warmly.
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