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Chapter 1702

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Hua, Xia!

Flamboyant and flamboyant!

Luoluo could see the fire burning in Xiao Jing's eyes.

No man wouldn't hope that his hard work and struggle could be used to win glory for the country.

And this day had finally come!

It was being reported online and on television.

Currently, the number of gamers in China had reached 500 million.

This meant that China's Esports was starting to be known.

But just being known wasn't enough.

Many people thought that it was something that only internet addicts would do.

No one would advocate being addicted to games.

But if it was Esports, there was no harm in giving it a try.

Perhaps no one knew.

In 2005, there was a champion player who wore the Chinese flag and won limitless glory.

The host's voice came slowly, as though he was telling a story.

Ever since that time, it seemed as though victory had never belonged to China.

"I believe that this year will be different."

This was what the shoutcaster said as he looked at the screen.

At the same time.

Lin Corporation building.

A University classroom.

A remote town in Tibet.

An amusement park for rich kids.

In the villa of the Feng family.

And in the fields where the crops were being harvested.

Lin Feng, Yun Hu, Yin Wuyao, Coco, Feng Shang, Lin Chentao.

All of them received a small tablet at the same time.

He opened the tablet and there was only one sentence on it.

Three days ago, Qin Mo was summoned back to China.

At first, he thought that he had to do some mission.

Unexpectedly, his father didn't call him because of the military.

Instead, he brought him ahead of him.

Qin Mo knew that person. He glanced sideways and only gave him three words. "I won't rebuild."

Before the person could finish his words, he was stopped. After making a phone call, he said, "I won't rebuild. Mr Qin Mo, are you willing to come back and form a Chinese team? You can lead our country's Esports players and represent China."

Qin Mo paused. "Me? Who will choose the players? Me? "

"This …" The person went out to make another phone call.

After returning, he said, "As long as the players are 18 years old, Mr Qin Mo can choose. We have a list here."

Qin Mo stood up. "I'm not interested in the list you provided. In the Esports battlefield, cooperation and winning are the most important. What do you think?"

"Of course." But that person still wanted to recommend some fresh blood. "These two are not bad, do you want to take a look, Mr. Qin?"

Qin Mo raised his eyebrows and scanned the paper in his hand. One of the Spade T and Flawless Luoluo were the top choices.

He lifted his eyes and looked at the man. His aura was so strong that no one dared to look him in the eye. "This is the name list you provided?"

That person replied, "These newcomers are performing well and are very popular. Mr. Qin, I know you have feelings for some people and would definitely want to choose people you are familiar with to participate in the competition. However, this competition is different. I hope you can look at the bigger picture."

"Are you sure that's what the committee thinks?" Qin Mo's voice softened. "Coming to me means that they approve of my choice."

That person chuckled. "Of course, apart from the competition, it's also important to support newcomers, right?"

"Sure." Qin Mo glanced sideways. "Let the two of them team up and defeat Bey."

That person paused. "This, isn't it a little difficult?"

"Aren't you going to support a newcomer?" Qin Mo's gaze deepened. "Perhaps I can guide him personally."

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