"Actually, those are all things that are old." Tony said with great emotion: "Maybe you all know that I came from the slums in Italy."

Yang Hai and Patrick looked at each other.

Of course they knew such a thing. Tony's story has always been talked about, and his experience also encouraged many children from poor families to embark on this path full of flowers and thorns. Although Yang Hai cannot be regarded as rich and luxurious since childhood, he has no worries about Tony's experience, but Patrick is worried about it.

"In the Cloto game world, there are many children like me who debut and become newcomers and achieve good results every year." Tony seemed to be quite emotional: "People often say that it is because Cloto's draft mechanism is good, there are no secret operations, and no nepotism, so there are so many poor disciples every year."

Yang Hai's face was somewhat red.

He didn't know if WGA had any tricks in drafting, but he could tell some things. WGA's bureaucratic style was not only seen with his own eyes, but also experienced it personally, and even suffered deeply. If it weren't for his shrewd agent Wagner, maybe that would have really been promised that the King of Heaven could only settle it.

In this environment, will there be something wrong with the draft?

The high ranking of the draft can be said to be the focus of the world. Most of the officials of WGA dare not do anything in public. But as for some low rankings that are not followed by anyone and have no news value... this is hard to say.

Tony sighed: "You Tao is a hero who doesn't ask about his origin. It's a bit vulgar to say this. But I'm actually just an ordinary person who is tortured to death by illness all day long." After a pause, Tony continued: "These people's statements are mostly for attacking WGA. We don't mention the grudges between WGA and Cloto for a hundred years. In fact, in Italy, every year, they are admitted to the precepts and the poor disciples who graduate from the precepts and the children of ordinary families are far more than those of ordinary families."

"This is natural. Under a fair system, there are naturally much more poor disciples than rich disciples." Patrick said.

"But you didn't notice it?" Tony said lightly: "After graduating from the precepts school to entering his career, the proportions of the professional players who really played were similar in their background.

Patrick thought carefully about the data he saw from the Privy Council and nodded thoughtfully.

"Different disciples are often more motivated." Tony smiled and said, "After entering their careers, they often put in a hundred or a thousand times hard work to make money and become famous. They are more likely to stand out among the crowd; but when they become famous, money and honor come to their faces, they are prone to degenerate. In the end, those who can persevere, regardless of their origin, are mentally determined and truly understand games and respect games."

Yang Hai and Patrick both nodded in agreement.

"I was the same back then. I had the same background as them and the same struggles as them." Tony said, then fell into memories. Yang Hai and Patrick heard Tony finish this unknown past.

"The Discipline Academy is the first step for all Italian players to become professional. They must graduate from the Discipline Academy to obtain professional qualifications." Tony recalled: "At that time, I was still a reckless boy who was ignorant of the world. I just wanted to apply for the Discipline Academy with a passion. As a result, haha. Of course, I returned in a miserable way. I spent three years studying day and night, but my grades were getting worse every year."

Yang Hai and Patrick looked at each other. This incident was really amazing. They had never heard of it. Tony's talent is generally recognized as not the best, but generally speaking, everyone thinks that he can become a top player. Even if his talent is not excellent, he will definitely not be too bad. Judging from the fact that he failed after three years of hard study, Mr. Tony's qualifications... are afraid that it is hard to say much.

Every year, the precepts institutes have to eliminate a large number of students. It is normal for these things to be unknown. The two of them opened their eyes wide and listened to Tony continue.

"Later, I felt that I really didn't have the ability to become a professional player, so I lost my thoughts." Tony sighed: "Although I haven't learned games in the past three years, I went to the guild halls and research rooms to work and study, I saved some money."

The game environment in Italy is excellent. Even if players are not professional, as long as they have a little game level, they can work odd jobs and train in places like guilds, colleges, and research rooms. They can always make a living.

"At that time, my parents had already gone, and the whole family was not hungry if they were full." Tony said a little tired, closed his eyes and rested for a while, and continued, "I thought that the road of professional players would not be able to go through. What to do in the future, and I was also very confused for a while. I decided to use the money to travel to Asia to relax and wait for the start of the day when I returned to Italy. I worked and traveled. Before I knew it, six months passed. When I traveled to China, I met the most important person in my life. It was midsummer night, and I traveled to Chenzhou City. The heavy rain in the summer came as soon as I heard that. I hid in a game hall while playing games while waiting for the rain to stop. There was also a middle-aged man next to me with a slightly white temple playing games. The light in the room was dark. He

But wearing sunglasses, I thought this person was so strange, and then I was attracted by his game. Even today, his movements are still reflected in my eyes. It is strong, so strong. I never dared to imagine that there is such a master in this world. His tactics are very ordinary and there is no surprise at all. And every move seems to be free and easy, but it seems to be two points slower than me. However, he plays the game with a momentum that makes people unable to breathe." Tony was completely trapped in memories, and his words revealed his uncontrollable excitement: "At that moment, I believed that the legendary state of picking flowers and leaves can hurt people. I believed that even if a person without talent could do what the uncle did, it would be enough to trample this world under his feet."

There is such a powerful person in the world? Patrick couldn't help asking when he heard Daqi; Yang Hai's cheeks were slightly red, Chenzhou City, midsummer night, sunglasses, middle-aged man, amazing game level, big slow hands, Yang Hai already knew almost what was going on.

The purple bamboo forest in Taihang Mountain has never been allowed to enter. Although Yang Hai didn't know what kind of love his master had suffered back then, he was also a normal man and had the needs of men. On midsummer night, he was lonely. It was no problem to go to the tile village in Chenzhou City at the foot of the mountain, and maybe it was a secret meeting with the old friend.

Although it is not good to complain about his mentor like this, Yang Hai has confirmed that the person Tony met is King Nuo.

Tony knew that he had guessed Yang Hai's expression and nodded, "No, it's King Nuo."

Tony laughed: "It's ridiculous that the game level was too low at that time. If it were other professional players with a slightly higher level, they would definitely recognize it at a glance after studying the classic playing style of King Nuo Tian, ​​but I thought I had met an unknown peerless master. The extinguished thoughts in my heart started to burn again, so I wanted to take him as my teacher. King Nuo Tian refused me and said that he already had an apprentice, and my qualifications were too poor. I was not worthy of studying with him. He said that it would be fine if I had poor qualifications, but why did this game play softly and not have any strength at all."

Yang Hai couldn't help laughing.

"I asked what strength is. King Nuo Tian said, "You little kid, hasn't your master taught you? This is the same as playing games. You have to live a spirit of energy. If you don't have spirit, what is the difference between a person and a corpse? It's just a pile of rotten flesh; if you don't have spirit, why bother playing games? In the end, you always lose. King Nuo Tian told me again, if you are talented, it's fine, I'll teach you. You can play it with talent alone. Like the incompetent guy who is in the icelord, although you don't like it, you will never insult the master. But if you don't have talent or ambition, I won't accept you. As he said that, he left on his own."

Tony smiled bitterly and shook his head: "From then on, I knew that my talent was not as talented as others, so I had to work harder in my ambition. I regained my fighting spirit and studied hard. I soon saw the clues from those classic demos. I found that the middle-aged man who scolded me that day was actually the old king who had retired for several years, so I was deeply inspired. I often asked myself, why do games? Because I like games, I like victory, I like being able to do what I like, treat it as a profession, and can also make money to support myself. I believe that I have never received any favors from Croto. The one who made me realize that it was King No, so I made a decision that most Italians would not make. I went to WGA and participated in the talent show."

Yang Hai and Patrick both listened silently, and it turned out that there was such a past.

"We professional players all believe in this," Tony sighed: "Life is like a game. Before the last moment, no one knows who the winner is. In a game, someone wins, someone fails. Not all hard work can be rewarded, and not all sweat can be rewarded, but we always have to give all hard work and sweat just to make ourselves have no regrets. I have made such preparations. No matter how many years I have worked hard, I have to go on a road and never look back after hitting the wall. But who would have thought that I passed the first year of the draft. Although it was only the pick at the end of the second round, I was really satisfied at that time.

"That's it, at the draft ceremony, I was selected by the French Sword Club and became a professional WGA player." Tony smiled: "I thought the games should be simple and happy, but shortly after joining WGA, I stopped thinking about it."

Patrick frowned his eyebrows and said with some angrily: "Is it WGA's bureaucrat making things difficult for you?"

Yang Hai was very embarrassed and felt two steel needles suddenly grow on the chair.

Yang Hai was actually very dissatisfied with WGA's bureaucracy, but he couldn't change anything too much; not to mention that he was a little king, and in the eyes of the world, he would be crowned in the future. Even if some people in WGA had a mess of ideas, how dare they harass him and let him know? If they listen to Datian, they would be desperate to die.

"It is natural to make things difficult for you." Tony smiled and said, "But I am just a last rookie. I dare not kick WGA out like the little brother poseidon, which shocked WGA's chairman to reimburse him."

Yang Hai blushed.

"WGA's people contacted me and asked me to play counterfeit games. At that time, if I didn't want to lose my job, I could only bear it silently and obey their mercy."

Patrick smiled and said, "With your personality, this matter is of course not over. How did you punish those illegal people?"
Chapter completed!