Winning four out of four matches wasn't something that had never happened before, but Mo Yan was the youngest person to do so.
Therefore, Mo Yan was famous, very famous!
The good thing was that in the following matches, more and more people would bet on him.
Naturally, as long as he won, he would get more and more dividends, to the point where it would make people jealous.
Mo Yan didn't really care about money at the moment, after all, his main purpose for participating in the competition was to train his sprite.
But he wouldn't reject such a generous reward. In his chat with Gym Master Adam, Mo Yan also realized that if he wanted to run a gym well, he definitely couldn't lack money.
Relying on the annual subsidies given by the Alliance to the gym could only maintain the normal operation of the gym. If he wanted to expand and become stronger, he still had to rely on the gym master's own brains.
Therefore, selling stones, selling perfume, playing water ballet, opening a hot spring, there was nothing that the gym masters couldn't do.
After all, a gym master in a city was on equal footing with the mayor, and had a high degree of autonomy, so it wasn't difficult to develop some side businesses.
Of course, being famous had its disadvantages, not to mention the slightly handsome Mo Yan.
In an enclosed space like the cruise ship, it wasn't difficult to find out where Mo Yan lived.
It was another sunny morning, and the nine o 'clock sun had already shone through the glass window onto Mark's butt. In a daze, he heard continuous noises.
Open the door, open the door!
Open the door, open the door, open the door!
Don't hide inside, I know you're home!
You have the ability to win four matches in a row, you have the ability to open the door!
Open the door, open the door, open the door!
…
Actually, it was quite rhythmic, but … it was disturbing his sleep, oh my god!
Mark got up angrily, rubbed away the mucus at the corner of his eyes, and angrily opened the door with his messy hair.
The living room was very quiet, and only the sound of knocking on the door continued to show its existence.
From the looks of it, Mo Yan and George had clearly gone out, or else they wouldn't have woken Mark up.
Mark scratched his messy hair, wearing shorts and flip-flops, and angrily twisted the doorknob. He had already thought of his first line, "Knocking on the door so early in the morning, are you crazy!"
Then, the door opened …
"Ladies, what's the matter?"
Ma Ke looked at the dozen or so beautiful young ladies with different styles at the door and instantly changed the tone of his voice.
"Please … ask … Contestant 66, do you live here?" The little loli standing at the front spoke. Because she was the shortest, everyone was worried that she wouldn't be able to see what would happen when the door was opened, so they modestly allowed her to knock on the door.
Who knew that the little loli's knock would have a rhythm, a style, and freestyle!
When Mark heard that it wasn't him, he was devastated. "Why are you looking for him?"
Even if they don't look for me, they can still chat. Chatting is not against the law, Mark thought silently.
"Number 66 is really here? We are his fans. Can you let us in to meet him? "the girl group's representative, Little Loli, said excitedly.
Mark was about to open the door when he saw her strong desire, but when he looked up, he saw a dozen pairs of burning eyes.
No way!
Mark subconsciously refused, but he couldn't think of a reason to refuse.
However, when he saw the dozen or so pairs of scorching eyes quickly turn hostile, Ma Ke had an idea in his head.
"The Number 66 you want isn't here. He went out!"
"Went out? We came very early. We knocked on the door for an hour and didn't see anyone come out. You're lying, right? "A mature female voice sounded. Mark looked around and didn't see the speaker.
"Number 66 goes out to train very early every day. That's why he's so strong. Don't you think so?"
For some reason, Mark just didn't want these people to come in. How could a girl enter the room of three boys just because she wanted to?!
"Is what you said true?" This time, it was a queen's voice. Mark still couldn't find the speaker.
"Of course. I look like I just woke up. Now that I've come to open the door, there's naturally no one in the room."
After much persuasion, the dozen small fans of Mo Yan reluctantly stopped. When they heard that Mo Yan was training, after a lively discussion, they all went to the sprite training room together.
During the process, Mark, who was leaning against the door, heard the voices of lolis, shotas, and uncles …
Wow, what kind of demons are Mo Yan's fans? I can't afford to offend them!
Mark rubbed the goosebumps on his body and decided to go back to sleep to calm down.
On the other side, Mo Yan and George, who hadn't returned for a long time, naturally didn't just go for their morning exercises.
The two who left at seven in the morning only stayed in the training room for an hour before they were respectfully invited by two men in suits to an office that was bigger than their three-bedroom room.
I'm the captain of the Sheng Anhua, Da Fu. I'm sorry for the trouble I've caused you by asking my subordinates to invite you here. "
Don't hit a smiling face. Mo Yan looked at the old man in a suit in front of him. He didn't look like a captain at all.
Where's the beard? Where's the beer belly? If that didn't work, a one-eyed dragon eye mask would do too. A big golden hook would do too.
"What business does Captain Da Fu have with me?"
"Hahaha, no rush, no rush. I just want to get to know you young talents …"
The captain in the suit, Da Fu, started to talk loudly, citing ancient and modern books. He just didn't talk about business, as if he really just wanted to get to know Mo Yan.
Who are you kidding!
Although Mo Yan was impatient, he was still on the captain's ship, so he was very cooperative. From time to time, he would even pretend to be innocent and excited.
George's patience was even better than Mo Yan's. His acting skills were even better. Mo Yan looked at George's actions and almost thought that he was being fooled.
After about half an hour, Da Fu finally stopped talking. Seeing that the two of them still wanted to continue, he nodded in satisfaction.
"Mo Yan, you're so strong at such a young age. Your daily training must be very tough."
"No, it's all because of the hard work of the elfins."
"Uh … Then your daily expenses must be very high, right?" Da Fu choked, but quickly changed the topic and continued to guide him patiently.
"It's okay. The elfins are hard working. Their strength has increased relatively quickly."
"Then … then … then with such hard working companions, don't you want them to have better conditions and training!"
Captain Da Fu was angry. You don't play by the rules.
"Of course, I do!" Mo Yan nodded obediently. He knew when to stop. He could almost guess why the other party had called him here.
Manipulation!
Mo Yan's four-match winning streak shocked not only the audience who had placed their bets, but also the organizers who had seen his sudden rise.
Then, how to maximize the benefits was the next thing to consider.
。 Peak.
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