If The Real World Is Suddenly Gamified

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Lan Jiabin was stunned.

As a member of the External Relations Department, he has naturally heard of Brother Cong's title of "La God".

He had been with Brother Cong for a while anyway, and it was the first time he saw Brother Cong suddenly so excited.

——So that guy, is he really that powerful?

Hearing that Tan Cong gave such a high evaluation, Lan Jiabin was a little bit unconvinced in his heart.

In Lan Jiabin's view,

In other respects, he can admit that he is inferior to others.

But if you want to compare business acumen, it is absolutely impossible for him to admit defeat.

You know, he was originally born in a merchant family!

From childhood to adulthood, under the influence of his parents, he has dealt with businessmen a lot.

The most important thing is that he has [money ability]!

This is something most people don't have!

In many cases, even if there is no road in front of you, as long as you use the [Money Ability], you can usually forcibly open a road.

so……

Compared with his peers, he must have more understanding and experience about business and marketing.

So after hearing what Brother Cong said, Lan Jiabin also became curious, wanting to find out who this person is.

He got up and walked to the edge of the field, took a photo of a player in the marketing on the field, and scanned the QR code on the back of his jersey.

Then.

Lan Jiabin was dumbfounded.

——This QR code is a penguin number for group chat.

And the group leader of this Penguin is Chen Yilang.

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【Ding! 】

[You used [I didn’t expect it],

Caused a lot of mental damage to [lv20 Giant Trench Maniac]! 】

[You got: gold coins +1321, experience +654! 】

【You got [The Source of All Evil x20]】

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Chen Yilang was stunned again.

What plane are you doing?

Why did he stab Lan Jiabin again out of nowhere?

He didn't even see that guy's figure...

But he didn't have time to care about these.

Because the game is about to begin.

With the whistle of the referee, the players of both sides jumped the ball.

Amidst the shouts from all around, the first duel officially started.

The ten people on the court fought fiercely.

And Chen Yilang was sitting on the sidelines as a substitute, drinking happy water slowly while swiping his phone.

"Ding dong."

"Ding dong."

...

Penguin keeps sending requests to join the group chat.

This group chat is the "Baby" business group created by Chen Yilang himself.

And just before the game started,

The only people staying in this group chat were Chen Yilang, Wang Huayun, and less than ten students who were pulled in here and there.

But these few ten students were already the guests attracted by Wang Huayun's painstaking handing out of leaflets.

But now, not long after the competition started, more than ten students had voluntarily applied to join the group.

There is also a big difference between active and passive customer groups.

The students who were pulled in by Wang Huayun before hardly spoke much, and one or two were all [diving monsters].

Those who took the initiative to join the group have already begun to ask Chen Yilang about the details of their business with great interest.

Brother Lang, who is so busy, has no time to pay attention to the situation on the court.

This attracted the sideways glances of the girls in the atmosphere group sitting on the side.

"Why isn't he playing?"

The girls whispered in low voices.

They didn't know much about basketball. For Chen Yilang, they just remembered the three-pointer he shot at that time.

But now I saw Chen Yilang staying with their group of beautiful girls with atmosphere, as if he was going to sit on a cold bench...

The contrast is just that big.

"What's so strange about this? He didn't know how to play ball in the first place!"

Another boy on the bench happened to hear the girls' discussion, so he couldn't help but interjected: "His three-pointer is obviously luck, okay? If he is really allowed to play in the game, I guess he won't even go anywhere. not understand."

"So it's like this..." The girls in the atmosphere group listened to his words and nodded thoughtfully.

So, this handsome new guy is actually just a vase?

"what the hell."

"What a waste of expression."

The girls were disappointed.

Looking at Chen Yilang again, he found that he was still swiping his phone intently, looking like an outsider, as if this game didn't matter to him at all...

"Hey, this is too salty."

"Although he is really handsome, a boy with no motivation is really hard to like."

"But if I were a rich woman, I might consider making him struggle for ten years less..."

But anyway.

Chen Yilang's favorability in their hearts has indeed dropped a lot.

At the same time, unconsciously, the competition became more and more intense.

At the very beginning, the girls in the atmosphere group kept shouting for cheers.

But at the back, the voice became smaller and smaller.

——Because the point difference between the two teams has also been widened.

The competition is divided into four sections.

But after each session,

Marketing professional team will be pulled five or six points.

By the end of the third quarter, the Financial Management Major had a 15-point lead.

With the current situation, gradually, the atmosphere group is not in the mood to cheer.

On the contrary, the financial management major on the opposite side shouted louder and more cheerfully.

"Financial management, come on!"

"Financial management is invincible, financial management is awesome!"

"Come on!"

Even at the back, some mocking voices can be heard:

"Brothers in marketing, it seems that you have a little kidney failure!"

"Let's put some water, we are all brothers from the same college, we still have to show some face."

"Look, look, let me tell you, as long as Zhang Jinbo is prevented to death, what can they do? There is no way!"

"There's nothing to say, this wave is a good start!"

On the other side of the financial management team, the atmosphere was high.

The municipal side is the complete opposite, full of low air pressure.

"I lost."

During the intermission, after walking off the court, everyone heard Zhang Jinbo's cold words.

The players around looked at each other, and shut their mouths knowingly, without saying a word.

"Is it really impossible, brother Bo?"

The girls in the lost atmosphere group couldn't help asking Zhang Jinbo with a hint of expectation.

"Um."

Zhang Jinbo said in a muffled voice, with a hint of resentment in his tone: "There are two strong boys staring at me all the time, no matter how strong I am, I can't help it!"

"I'm dragging two people here, but the four of you can't beat three, so what can I say?"

While talking, Zhang Jinbo didn't get angry, pointed at the other players and said loudly: "One and two are trash, even if the king of heaven comes, I won't be able to take you away!"

The teammates shrank their heads, let alone dared to speak.

Although Zhang Jinbo scolded a bit harshly, there was nothing he could do about it, but that was the truth.

But they have indeed tried their best, and if they still can't beat them, what can they do?

"The financial management obviously released water, and there was a lot of release, so it was beaten so badly by others?"

"I can't help it, Shiying is still stretching his hips too much. If there is no Zhang Jinbo, the score difference is probably three digits?"

"You're exaggerating too much... But one thing to say, it's really good!"

"It's gone, it's boring..."

...

The people watching around have gradually lost their interest in watching the football game.

After all, this kind of crushing duel is not interesting at all. Isn't it good to take this good time to sleep?

The discussion became louder and louder, and it was so clear that everyone in the city camp could vaguely hear it.

At this time, everyone unanimously chose to remain silent...

【Ding! 】

【Danger! 】

[[Negative energy air pressure] appears in the environment, and the intensity is rising sharply! 】

[Targets within the range will receive continuous damage! 】

【HP-10】

【HP-10】

...

Just when the oppressive atmosphere gradually fell to the bottom.

A voice broke the dead silence in the team.

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"So, can I play?"

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