While I was squatting in the rental house eating cold steamed buns, "XX Team Trial Training Invitation" suddenly popped up on the screen of my mobile phone.
My fingers were shaking so much that I pressed it three times before I clicked it open. The crumbs in the cracks of the keyboard fell on the faded team uniform - this is the only genuine team uniform I have saved up to buy after practicing for three years.
But who would have thought that when reviewing the training match video at two o'clock in the morning, a light blue panel would suddenly pop up in front of them.
"Life: 65 (basic value for an average adult male is 70)"
"Operation: 82 (professional level threshold 85)"
"Awareness: 78 (average of youth trainees: 75)"
The twelve attributes are clearly displayed, with a line of small words popping up next to them: "Complete high-quality games/special training to obtain skill points, which can be distributed freely."
I stared at the golden "+" sign on the panel and suddenly laughed.
Tryout tomorrow?
I want those people who say "orphans will never be able to play" to spit out all the saliva they have swallowed.
