You've only been playing for half a year, and you've already reached the finals?

Chapter 53 This is My Confidence

The day after the final, all the youth training players returned to Wuhan together.

The two-month youth training journey has come to an end. Abu is on the stage, saying goodbye to the remaining players.

"After nearly two months of training and learning, I believe everyone has grown noticeably compared to when they first arrived!" Abu said sharply. "Remember this growth. Whether you receive a club's approval or not, I believe these two months' experience will definitely benefit you in your life!"

What Abu said is true.

After these two months of training, I believe everyone has a clear direction for the future.

After years of hard work, these talented players have the skills to enter the LPL, and they are ready to shine on the big stage next year.

Those with relatively ordinary talents face reality and go home to study. The youth training camp during the summer vacation does not waste their lives. Now at the age of seventeen or eighteen, it is not too late to do anything.

That’s what e-sports is, a game between geniuses.

When a person with outstanding talent tries his best to climb out of the well and looks up to see someone in the clouds, that person is a genius.

After Abu's speech, it was time to say goodbye. Mingjing packed his luggage and peripherals and walked to the gate of the youth training camp with his roommates.

Fortunately, this year's youth training camp is in Wuhan, so Mingjing can leave whenever he wants without having to wait for the high-speed rail or plane.

"After the youth training camp, what are your plans?" Huang Xiang asked curiously, "Going back to school?"

"Of course, I'm not even old enough," Ming Jing replied. "I came here for summer vacation, and after summer vacation I still have to continue preparing for the competition."

"That's really awesome." Peng Lixun's tone was filled with envy. "Do you really want to get into Peking University?"

"Not bad." Ming Jing smiled: "Beijing University is not difficult either."

Others present:
At this time, my cousin Mingkai's car just stopped at the door.

"Bye, brothers." Ming Jing smiled and waved to the group of people behind him. "See you in the LPL in the future?"

"You'll definitely make it to the LPL," Yang Cuiheng said with a smile, "but it's hard to say for us."

"Indeed!" Old bootlicker Huang Xiang also laughed and said, "Respect God, if you win the championship in the future, don't forget to bring your buddies along!"

"No, no, no." Ming Jing smiled and fist-bumped with his buddies. "I think you guys are all very strong. You will definitely play in the LPL in the future. I believe in you."

Even Luo Wenjun came this time.

Although Luo Wenjun always unilaterally believed that he and Mingjing had conflicts, Mingjing actually did not think so.

It's normal to quarrel when playing games.

Facing Ming Jing's outstretched right fist, Luo Wenjun was about to snort out of habit, but he couldn't help it and lightly bumped fists with Ming Jing.

Luo Wenjun actually had to admit that Ming Jing was the best ADC he had ever worked with.

"Just wait." Luo Wenjun sneered, "Next year, I'll come to the LPL and beat you!"

Ming Jing only had two words to describe this: "Humor."

After saying goodbye, Mingjing got into the passenger seat of his cousin's car and headed home.

Sitting in the car, Ming Jing felt strange and asked, "Kai Guo, why did you come to pick me up today? I can just take a taxi back by myself. It's not far."

"Oh, well, I have something to tell you." Ming Kai said mysteriously, "This is a big deal, and it's related to you."

Ming Jing raised his eyebrows, not knowing what his cousin meant.

The SUV quickly stopped downstairs. Mingjing put on his backpack and walked upstairs with his cousin. As soon as he opened the door, he saw that his mother had already prepared a table full of dishes, waiting for his cousins ​​to return.

"You're back? Just in time!" Dad looked at the two brothers and said, "Eat first."

Mingkai was not in a hurry. He just put the milk in his hand under his feet and then put on shoe covers.

Ming Jing took out all the draft papers he had used to practice questions recently and placed them on the coffee table.

After dinner, my mother cleared the dishes and a few of us sat in the living room to discuss the stories of the past two months.

My mother's face was full of smiles at the moment. She was obviously in a good mood recently and was praising her eldest nephew for his keen eye for talent.

My mother still trusts her nephew. After all, the 500,000 yuan that Mingjing just earned in the youth training camp yesterday has been transferred to their family card today.
In fact, the normal efficiency of transferring money is far from this fast, but Mingjing is a family member after all, so the club will handle special matters with special care.

My son went out for a trip during the summer vacation and earned back 500,000 yuan in a blink of an eye. Who can bear this?

Is there such a way to work during summer vacation?
The couple both work in the system and are not at the grassroots level, so their life is worry-free, but it will take them two years to earn back the 500,000 yuan!

Nothing speaks louder than cold, hard cash.

With the 500,000 yuan in revenue in front of them, the parents had to admit that their son was indeed a good gamer.

It's only been two months and I've already earned 500,000. If I become successful in the future, how many 500,000 will I earn?
When my cousin Mingkai heard this, his face looked a little strange, as if he had something to say but didn't know how to start.

"Now Mingjing can stop studying, right?" Mom said with a smile. "Let him finish the competition first, get his admission quota, and then go professional next year."

My mom had a clear vision for Mingjing's future. Now that the youth training camp was over, the next goal was naturally to go all out to get admitted.

Once I get the admission to Peking University or Tsinghua University, I will be exactly seventeen years old next year, so of course I can play professionally however I want!
Hearing this, Mingkai finally couldn't help himself and suddenly said, "I came here this time because I have something to discuss with you. I want to hear your opinions."

When my parents heard this, they immediately realized that things might not develop as they imagined.
My mother thought about it and decided to let my eldest nephew tell her what was going on first.

"We received a call this morning," Mingkai said. "It was from the JD Club."

Ming Jing raised his eyebrows slightly after hearing this: "Jingdong?"

JDG, isn’t that the team that lost the final yesterday?
What does this have to do with him?
The cousin glanced at Ming Jing and continued, "This team was the Spring Champion this year and the Summer Runner-up, but their AD carry position is a bit weak. The World Championship is coming up soon, and if they want to win, they need to strengthen their roster."

Hearing this, Ming Jing was slightly stunned.

Mom also understood what her nephew meant: "You mean, they want Mingjing to go?"

Ming Kai nodded. "They're willing to rent Ming Jing from us for another two months at a price of 500,000 yuan, so that Ming Jing can go with them to the World Championship. The club has no objection. As long as you agree, this deal can be done. The club won't take a single cent of the 500,000 yuan; it will all go to Ming Jing."

In fact, renting players is a transaction between clubs. Players are just commodities and should not get paid. EDG is willing to give the money to Mingjing, which is quite conscientious.

Mom thought for a moment and suddenly asked, "Mingjing is only sixteen. How can he play in the World Championship? Doesn't he have to be seventeen?"

"The 17-year-old requirement is for domestic leagues, so for the LPL World Championship, 16 is enough."

"So, when is your World Championship?"

"If I remember correctly, it was from the end of September to the end of October."

"That's out of the question!" Mom's voice rose twice: "This is the most critical moment!"

This coming early September, Mingjing will participate in the National High School Mathematics League.

If he passes the exam successfully, Mingjing will join the national training team at the end of November and make the final push for a place in Peking University!
It can be said that the last two months are the most critical time!
Why are you asking Mingjing to play in the World Championship now? Isn't that nonsense?

Although 500,000 is a lot, it can’t buy an admission letter from Peking University!

Mingkai felt somewhat helpless when he heard this. He could certainly understand his uncle and aunt's thoughts, so he said, "So, I'm just here to ask for your opinion. If you don't want to, we'll clearly refuse."

The mother waved her hand and was about to refuse, but then she saw her son next to her suddenly reach out his hand.

Ming Jing, just like he did during their last argument, said, "Well, actually, I want to give it a try."

Hearing this, cousin Mingkai couldn't help but curl his lips.

To be honest, he knew his cousin would agree.
Dad rubbed his chin and made no comment.

And my mother's blood pressure is going up again.

Why is this son so willful?

Is this the time to have your cake and eat it too?

"I still say the same thing." Ming Jing said, "I feel that whether it's competition or contest, it's not too stressful for me. I think I can do it."

My mother was helpless. "It's not like you can do it just because you say so. Can you send the Peking University admission letter to our house with just one word?"

My mother has always believed that facts speak louder than words, and she needs actual evidence.

Mingjing has been in the youth training camp for more than two months, and his current level of mathematics is still a question.

Fortunately, as a good son raised by his mother, Mingjing also has similar ideas.

"Next, you'll see how I perform in the national competition." Ming Jingyi raised his head and said confidently, "If I can get into the top 60 nationally, you'll let me go. How about that?"

According to the rules, those who rank in the top 60 in the national training team will be admitted to Peking University and Tsinghua University. Although the top 60 in the national competition do not have this right, it at least proves that Mingjing has the ability.

When my mother heard this, she paused and said, "If you don't pass the exam..."

"If I don't pass the exam, then I won't go. I'll just focus on the competition first."

Ming Jing's tone was full of confidence as he added, "But there's no way I won't pass the exam. I have that confidence."

Hearing this, my mother suddenly remembered what happened two months ago.

At that time, Ming Jing also used similar words to make a promise, and finally exchanged his excellent result of seventh in the HUB province for the opportunity to go to the youth training camp.

If Mingjing can really get into the top 60 in the country this time, then they naturally have nothing to say.

At this point, my cousin finally couldn't hold it in any longer and asked, "Where do you get your confidence from?"

Ming Jing pointed at the draft paper he had just taken out and said, "That's my confidence."

On the draft paper were the works that Mingjing had done in the past two months, hundreds of exercises of the difficulty level of the national competition. Each piece of paper was densely packed with words, forming a thick stack.

And, almost flawless.

(End of this chapter)