I Really Don’t Want To Be a Trainer

At the end of the weekend, Lu Ye had to go back to Shanghai University for classes.

The quarter-finals of the Pogaman Cup were held on Wednesday afternoon.

But Lu Ye didn't panic at all, on the contrary, Tian Youwei walked around Lu Ye anxiously.

"Brother Lu Zi, are you really sure?"

"Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, the quarter-finals this time, you must not be careless!"

Lu Ye smiled and said, "Don't worry, I won't be careless!"

Beside him, Liang Dayou elbowed Tian Youwei, and joked, "The emperor is not in a hurry for the eunuchs?"

"It's not you who participated in the competition, besides, Lu Zige must have secretly trained again!"

"Tsk tsk, it's the same for the last exam. You said you wouldn't study, but you are the one who goes to the library the most in private!"

Brother Dayou helped the mirror frame that didn't exist, with an expression of 'there is only one truth'.

Lu Ye looked complicated.

Damn it!

I actually went to practice yesterday!

Damn it, there's no way to refute it!

Lu Ye's promotion to the quarter-finals happened last Saturday, and many students only learned the news today.

Everyone looked at Lu Ye with strange eyes.

He studies well, looks handsome, and is even good at elf battles...

You shouldn't have turned it on!

"Lu Xuewei is really awesome, this has broken the record, right?"

"That's right, he's the only non-combat player in the quarterfinals!"

The morning class is Professor Chen of Economics, the one who sent Lu Ye the "smiling emoji".

Professor Chen, who was not enough to smile, stepped onto the podium, and the huge lecture hall was suddenly silent.

After clearing his throat, Professor Chen called by name and said, "Lu Ye, someone is looking for you outside, so you won't be counted as absent from class this session."

There was a murmur of discussion.

At the door, a middle-aged man in a white shirt with an elegant demeanor nodded apologetically.

"I'll go, this is coach Zhai Wenyao of the school team!"

"Which school team, basketball or football?"

"You're stupid, of course it's an elf battle!"

In a burst of attention, Lu Ye walked out of the classroom with some confusion.

I haven't done anything recently, have I?

Why did someone ask me out after class?

Walking out of the classroom, the middle-aged man nodded.

"Lu Ye, right? Let's go to the next classroom and sit down first!"

When he came to the empty classroom, the man cut to the chase:

"I'm the coach of the Elf vs. school team, Zhai Wenyao. I'm here to invite you to join the school team."

If Lu Ye defeated Shen Tingzhi in private, it could be considered a coincidence.

Then Lu Ye broke into the quarter-finals of the Pogaman Cup, that is a real hard power.

Although the Pogaman Cup is a municipal event, due to its special geography, its status is comparable to that of a provincial event.

Being able to stand out from the competition is also enough to prove Luye's potential.

Zhai Wenyao had prepared a lot of rhetoric in advance.

Including a letter of introduction for obtaining a trainer certificate, and the possibility of future postgraduate studies.

But Lu Ye's set of combos directly stunned Zhai Wenyao.

"I'm sorry Coach Zhai." Lu Ye scratched his head, "I have no intention of becoming a trainer."

"I signed up for this competition by accident... Maybe it's because of my luck. I didn't expect to make it to the quarterfinals."

Zhai Wenyao opened his mouth, hesitated for a while, and asked, "You don't intend to become a trainer?"

Lu Ye nodded sincerely.

"Then you made it to the quarterfinals?"

"Accident, pure accident!"

"Then it was rumored that you beat Shen Tingzhi, what happened?"

Lu Ye sneered and said, "Her Blue Emperor is out of shape, and I was lucky enough to win."

Zhai Wenyao was silent for a moment.

The reason why he came to Lu Ye was not only Lu Ye's status as the top eight, but also someone sent him a video.

In the video, Lu Ye completely crushed Shen Tingzhi with an unreasonable pre-reading.

People with this sense of command don't want to be trainers?

Is there something wrong with him, or something wrong with me? !

"Since you don't want to join the school team, then I won't force you."

Zhai Wenyao shook his head and smiled helplessly.

"It's just that you should remember to use a better reason next time. After all, Director Zhao of the combat department is also very greedy for you."

"He also wants me to join the school team?" Lu Ye asked in surprise.

"No, he wants you to transfer to another department."

"That's okay." Lu Ye smiled, "I'm used to it."

The top three in the professional grade, it is too late to grab people from within the School of Economics.

Including the letter of introduction from Dr. Yamanashi, it is still stuffed in the drawer at home.

Lu Ye doesn't reject changing majors, but he hasn't found a suitable opportunity yet.

The day's class is over.

Lu Ye was walking on the street outside the campus, and he happened to see the poster of the Bogaman Cup.

[Fight to the top four! The quarter-finals of the Bogaman Cup officially started on Wednesday night! 】

Lu Ye also specially asked Tian Youwei to know about these eight finalists.

Three from Shanghai University of Magic, three from Jiangsu and Zhejiang University, one from Jiaotong University of Shanghai, and one from High School attached to Shanghai University of Magic.

All are enviable prestigious schools.

However, because trainers also have class barriers, the probability of non-famous schools breaking into the quarterfinals is not high.

And this group of players has a high probability of choosing to become an official trainer, challenge the gym, and finally compete for a seat in the alliance conference.

"It's not worth it." Lu Ye shook his head, "After all, the talents of those monsters are too perverted!"

Red, debuted for one year and won the Kanto League Championship.

Qinglu, debuted for a year, won the Kanto League Championship half an hour later, was defeated by Chihong.

Even Ah Jin, who has been ridiculed in the group, is a well-rounded talent, at least at the level of a master.

But staying with these big guys, Lu Ye didn't have any psychological burden.

As long as I'm a waste, no one can beat me!

Back home, Guisi was watching TV.

The full name of the program is "National League Master Tour".

Guis was engrossed, nodding from time to time, taking notes on a piece of paper with a pencil in his mouth.

"Knowledge!" (Got it, I totally get it!)

Lu Ye smiled slightly, took a video of Guisi and sent it to the group.

Viridian Gym.

Qinglu, who had just dealt with a challenger, wiped off his sweat with the towel on his shoulder, and clicked on the video.

"Ghosts are well bred." Qinglu murmured. "At least the energy cube of the master craft has this effect."

"But judging from the color, is he training poisonous moves recently?"

【Ji Pan Lilac: Ah, is there something wrong with Ghost? 】

[Mr. Lu: No, my ghost is too cute, I want to share it with you. 】

【Ji Pan Lilac: Hey, indeed. (‘▽`〃)】

[Qinglu: Judging from the cultivation situation, Guisi is not far from evolution. 】

Qing Lu's words reminded Lu Ye.

Although it has only been two months since he was conquered, Guisi is not a newborn elf after all.

Counting the highly poisonous moves, Guisi has accumulated a lot of energy, and it is time to put evolution on the agenda.

But after all, Lu Ye was the first to subdue elves, and evolution also required a lot of preparation in advance.

In the studious spirit of asking if you don't understand, Lu Ye asked sincerely.

[Ms. Lu: How to make Guisi evolve? 】

Ask for a recommendation ticket~! (*▽*)