Chapter 900

The entire esports base building was equipped with all the perfect daily necessities.

In addition to the training rooms, canteen, and dormitories that Shen Xing and the others could think of, there were also living facilities such as a gym, swimming pool, supermarket, and infirmary inside.

It could fully satisfy the living convenience of these players, and they could be considered to have understood why these players could live here all the time without going out.

Because there really was everything in the base.

In the lounge, Xiao Qiang swiped his card to order a few cups of coffee and fruit juice for them: "Don't be polite, consumption in the base is much cheaper than outside. This coffee is freshly ground, and the fruit juice is also freshly squeezed, which is the price of an ordinary drink outside."

Hearing this, Shen Xing raised his eyebrows: "That's quite humane."

As a result, Bai Lianghe said coldly from the side: "If there's no salary, shouldn't it be sold cheaper? Otherwise, these players might not even be able to afford to eat."

Xiao Qiang couldn't help but smile upon hearing this, and nodded in agreement: "That is indeed the logic, but all professional clubs in the country are like this. All resources and preferential treatment are tilted toward professional players. After all, professional players are the key to supporting the entire club and are the club's true cash cows."

After saying this, Xiao Qiang couldn't help but look at Shen Xing curiously and ask: "Shen Xing, I watched your university league last season, you played quite well. Why do you want to sign with a club?"

Shen Xing and the others looked at each other in confusion.

Seeing this, Xiao Qiang said again: "I don't know if it's appropriate for me to say this now, but in fact, the club is quite deep. Many people might sign blindly because of the club's reputation, but only after entering do they realize that there are actually very few opportunities because there are too many players."

Shen Xing asked subconsciously: "How many are there?"

Xiao Qiang counted the people in front of him and sighed: "Excluding professional players, adding you, it's exactly one hundred!"

"One hundred people?" Shen Xing was startled, clearly also shocked by this number.

"Ninety-nine," Shi Jingming raised his hand: "Excluding me."

But there was no substantial difference between ninety-nine and one hundred.

Xiao Qiang nodded: "Yes, these players in the club can form more than a dozen teams. According to the rules of domestic leagues at all levels, a club can recommend two teams for the C-level league, while for the B-level and A-level leagues, each club can only recommend one team."

"The recommendation qualifications for the youth training tournament are even more stringent. Only clubs with professional teams can recommend one team to go directly to the youth training tournament."

"What is the standard for recommendation?" Yu Qian asked.

Xiao Qiang blurted out: "Internal competition, that is, internal competition among all teams in the club. Because participating in major competitions at all levels is very important for every player, in addition to having the opportunity to win competition bonuses, players themselves must have league results if they want to advance to higher-level competitions."

"For example, you won the championship of the university league, which counts as having C-level league results, so you can directly compete for the qualification for the B-level league next time."

"Conversely, players without C-level league results must and can only compete for the qualification for the C-level league. It's fair, but also very cruel. Some people haven't even played a C-level league match long after signing, because they keep losing in internal competitions."

Hearing Xiao Qiang's words, the hearts of several people were not too nervous; instead, they all breathed a sigh of relief.

Mujin patted her chest and said lightly: "Fortunately, we can go directly to the youth training tournament..."

And it was this sentence that made Xiao Qiang's expression freeze. He frowned and asked uncertainly: "You, what did you just say?"

Shen Xing observed the change in his expression and thought Mujin had said something wrong. He was about to explain when he was interrupted by Bai Lianghe's straightforward answer: "She said we can go directly to the youth training tournament."

Xiao Qiang heard it clearly this time, and Bai Lianghe added: "Coach Haichang promised us, giving us an opportunity to go directly to the youth training tournament."

The reason Bai Lianghe said it so readily was that this matter could not be hidden at all; everyone would know sooner or later.

Xiao Qiang had clearly never heard of this, and his face changed again and again.

"Xiao Qiang, what's wrong?" Shen Xing asked cautiously.

Xiao Qiang barely came back to his senses, sorted out his thoughts, and shook his head: "No, nothing. No wonder you are willing to come, so Coach Haichang offered such conditions."

He paused, but still couldn't help but remind them: "But don't be too high-profile about this matter. I know it can't be hidden, but you just arrived, so it's better to keep a low profile, especially don't let the A-level players know too quickly."

"A-level players?" Shen Xing frowned and asked: "What do you mean?"

Xiao Qiang had to explain patiently again: "All players in the club are graded. Professional players and professional substitute players are all S-level players, while A-level players are semi-professional players with A-level league results. Below that, there are B-level players and C-level players. Players without league results are ungraded players."

This was easy to understand.

Bai Lianghe's brain turned fast, and she immediately understood Xiao Qiang's kind reminder: "You just said not to let A-level players know too quickly that we are going directly to the youth training tournament. Is it because the direct-entry teams recommended by the club every time are teams formed by picking people from A-level players?"

As soon as Bai Lianghe said this, the others understood instantly.

Xiao Qiang nodded: "That's right. The quota for the youth training tournament is very precious, and it only happens once a year. If they find out that you are parachuting directly into the youth training tournament and snatching the quota of A-level players, you will definitely become the target of public criticism."

Xiao Qiang also reminded: "And most people in the club are different from you. You are top students from Longda, you are top students. But others generally don't have a high level of education, because the club only looks at technical talent when signing people."

"Once there are many people, it is easy to form cliques, especially in this team-based environment, the competition is even more intense. I'm afraid you will inevitably be targeted by others."

Hearing Xiao Qiang's tone, one could tell he wasn't alarmist to scare them.

With so many people living in the club building, this place is, to put it bluntly, like a small society. It is normal for this situation to happen.

Shi Jingming was a bit worried: "Damn, this is too scary, doesn't anyone in your club manage it?"

Xiao Qiang curled his lips: "Even if there is management, they can't manage it all. Here, the greater the ability, the higher the status. A-level players are the focus of the club's cultivation, and no one dares to offend them, which is why I reminded you to be careful."

Yu Qian said: "Actually, this situation exists everywhere. Schools are the same. Dormitories, student unions, there are plenty of things where people use their status to suppress others. It's unavoidable where there are people."