Chapter 394

Of course, they know that when Zhang Ning received the call, it was a good thing.

If it's really something shady, how can Shen Zhaolou shout so loudly?

"Hey," Pei pengtian scratched his head, "in fact, it's nothing That is That Forget it. It's really nothing. "

"Damn, I'm looking for death!" Beard and Han Xiao are dissatisfied.

Pei pengtian's face was cheap. He made it clear that he was happy. Come and ask me.

It's too lewd to be lewd any more.

"Say it or not." Shen Zhao Lou didn't know when, had logged in Pei pengtian's number, "don't say I'll delete all your M107!"

Sure enough, Shen Zhaolou had a way to deal with him.

"Ah, don't, don't..." Pei pengtian immediately admitted, "I said, I said not yet?"

"Speed! Don't talk nonsense Shen Zhaolou said maliciously.

Pei Peng tiangan laughed twice and began to say

Zhang Ning's phone call came from the teacher of the learning and Engineering Department of No.7 Middle School of Optics Valley.

Because Zhang Ning is registered as the coach of the life and death sniping school team in No.7 Middle School of Optics Valley. The teachers of the student work department don't have every student's number, so they can only call him.

The news is really good news!

Pei pengtian received the invitation from Pratt Institute because he won the blue forest award!

"Damn, you're not kidding!" Shen Zhaolou's reaction this time is the same as Pei pengtian's.

"I don't believe it either." Pei pengtian touched his head, "but the coach said yes."

"The teacher of the learning and Engineering Department won't make a special call to amuse me, will he?" Zhang Ning shows his hand.

Last time, they didn't know what the blue forest award was.

But this time, it's an art school that even Shen Zhaolou are familiar with.

Because countless top game animation talents all over the world come out from here!

And according to Zhang Ning, the school is willing to offer a full scholarship to Pei pengtian if some other conditions are met.

What else does he have to do? He has to go back to school and get in touch with the teachers of the learning and engineering department.

"My God, what are you doing now?" Shen Zhaolou, shocked for a long time, suddenly pushed Pei pengtian, "hurry up, call your parents!"

"Mm-hmm! Fight, fight Pei pengtian rushed out.

They are just in their second year of high school. Shen Zhaolou, they haven't even started to prepare for the college entrance examination more than a year later. Pei pengtian's University has already settled down.

What's more, it's a school that even Shen Zhaolou, who doesn't know anything about painting, knows very well!

"That's how good things come in pairs!" Moustache rubbed his hands and said with a smile, "the team has entered the top eight, and Pei pengtian has been admitted to a famous school. We have really had a good momentum recently."

"That is, if I don't win this campus competition, I feel sorry for God!" Han Xiao is also very happy.

Pei pengtian calls back, Zhang Ning called the dissolution, let them go back to rest.

Tomorrow morning, they took Qinghe middle school training.

Good night to each other.

Then Chen Yao was left alone.

Zhang Ning's room suddenly recovered the silence Chen Yao was used to.

"What's the matter?" Chen Yao sat in front of the computer and asked.

"Well, nothing special. In fact, today should be a good day Ha ha Zhang Ning pulled out a contract from his backpack, "do you remember the investor we ran into when we were in the professional competition?"

"I remember." Chen Yao finally did not ignore this matter, "Wang."

"Well, yes," Zhang Ning nodded, "he has determined to invest in the dictatorial team. His qualification examination will be passed at the end of next month, and then we can start to go through the process. This is the specific contract agreement. You can have a look at it."

Chen Yao took it and looked at it carefully.

When he finished, Zhang Ning asked, "is there any problem?"

"The standard contract of CES alliance, no problem."

Because of this contract, Chen Yao remembered that before he was ready to enter the dictatorial team, Su Qiyao, the dictatorial team leader, taught him the details of the contract category word by word.

If it wasn't for Su Qiyao's serious and responsible work, he won the contract of the shadow team before, and he couldn't see so many holes at a glance.

"Well," Zhang Ning happily took back the contract, "then we can just get ready to sign the contract after the performance competition of Qingchuan Pavilion!"

Little by little, their team is on the right track.

The golden hope of dictatorship will gradually return.

Maybe the air conditioner in the room is too big, Zhang Ning's face is red.

Chen Yao saw the light in his eyes, which was very similar to the light in his eyes in the botanical garden prison through the heavy iron windows.……

The good news comes one after another. Naturally, all of them in Optics Valley 7 have a good night's sleep.

However, the team Qinghe middle school they received the next day was not so easy.

Jiang Zhi made a phone call in the middle of the night and argued with shadow's tactical analyst, research director, team leader and other relevant people, emphasizing their current team fighting system in Qinghe middle school and the tacit understanding among the team members. It was not easy for Lei Daoyuan's anger to subside a little.

So the next morning, when they came to the restaurant and saw Jiang Zhi, they saw giant pandas.

Their physical and psychological fatigue has been written on their faces.

Although they received the training, the training effect in the morning was also very bad. Zhang Ning had no choice but to let Jiang Zhi have a good rest in the afternoon. They had a three-on-three team training.

In the evening, they can't receive the team competition of the winner group, they can only receive the team training of the loser group. Although they are the team of the loser group, the training effect is better than that of the morning and Qinghe middle school.

The next day was still spent in intense training.

This morning, they trained with Meihua women's middle school team, who just had time. In the afternoon, they were two losers. In the evening, Zhang Ning let the whole team rest and relax, preparing for tomorrow's final eight.

Two days of training without relaxation, their state is still good, of course, it is impossible to fight with the ALC school team in that state, but at least it is better than usual.

"The list for tomorrow's match has been drawn up." As soon as Zhang Ning received the e-mail, he immediately gathered for the full show, "tomorrow our competition time is 9 a.m., and what we are given is the main stage!"

"Where's your opponent?" Chen Yao asked.

"Fortunately, the opponent is the team from the loser group, Jincheng No.1 middle school." Zhang Ning said.

"Whew! Hall 3, ocean stage, here we are They were shouting.

Tonight, they are more excited than nervous.

Zhang Ning had to remind them: "the team that the loser group has killed consumes a lot of energy, but their state is definitely better than ours..."

"It doesn't matter. The important thing is that we will defeat them!"