Chapter 897: Ruler of Esports 11

After arriving at the hotel, Fan Tong checked in first, put his luggage away, and then took Tang Wan downstairs for lunch.

During the meal, he explained the situation of the TG Team in detail. When he finished, his tone softened, carrying a rare hint of encouragement.

“Your mechanics are very strong,” he said, looking at her. “You have a high chance of becoming a professional player. But before that, we still need to evaluate your individual strength more thoroughly. If you don’t mind, you can join our youth training camp for a while.”

He paused briefly before continuing, “The starting salary would be ten thousand a month. Once you officially join the team, it will be at least fifty thousand. Bonuses depend on match performance. What do you think?”

Hearing this, Tang Wan’s heart stirred slightly.

In her past life, even five million wouldn’t have meant much to her. But for this body’s family circumstances, a monthly salary of fifty thousand was already significant.

She hadn’t originally intended to join for money—but right now, she truly needed it.

“Of course,” she replied quickly, then hesitated. “But… I’m still a senior in high school. I might not be able to train with the team immediately. Can I join after the college entrance exams?”

The exam itself didn’t matter much to her—but it meant everything to Mother Tang. That woman had worked tirelessly to raise her, all for the hope that she could get into a good university. If she gave it up for gaming, it would only break her heart.

Fan Tong fell into thought for a moment before nodding. “Alright. If you can’t come to the base yet, then how about this—you train with us online every day at a fixed time. I’ll still arrange your salary. But if another team tries to recruit you…”

“Other than your team, I won’t go anywhere,” Tang Wan said firmly, cutting him off.

As soon as the words left her mouth, she seemed to realize how direct she had been. A faint blush appeared on her face.

Fan Tong was briefly stunned.

Then he laughed softly. “Alright. I understand.”

But inwardly, a thought surfaced—

Does she… like me a little?

It wasn’t an unpleasant realization.

At that moment, Little Cutie’s voice chimed in:

“Ding! Favorability +10. Current favorability: 70.”

Hearing this, Tang Wan silently made a small victory gesture in her mind.

No helping it—my acting skills just keep improving.

…

After lunch, Fan Tong leaned back slightly and asked, “Want to play a few high-rank matches?”

By “high-rank,” he naturally meant King-tier games.

Tang Wan nodded, but added, “I don’t have a King account.”

“That’s fine. I do. Give me your phone.”

“Okay.”

She handed it over, and Fan Tong quickly logged her into a club account at King rank. A moment later, an invitation popped up.

“All set. Ready to duo?”

“Mm.”

Tang Wan accepted.

She was curious to see just how strong players in this world really were.

Since Zhuge Liang had been picked by the enemy team, she chose Diaochan after a brief moment of thought.

Fan Tong glanced at her selection. It seemed she favored high-mechanic heroes—but he had no idea that for Tang Wan, heroes like Diaochan or Li Bai weren’t difficult at all. Compared to the competitive simulations Little Cutie had exposed her to, this game was far simpler.

This time, Fan Tong chose to play support again, locking in Zhuang Zhou.

After the match began, he followed the jungler briefly. Once the jungler reached level four, he rotated toward mid lane.

“I’ll help you,” he said calmly.

Tang Wan’s eyes flickered slightly as she focused on the screen, already prepared to show him exactly what she was capable of.