Chapter 837 The God of Wealth and His Beautiful, Strong and Miserable Contestants (2)

Chapter 837 The God of Wealth and His Beautiful, Strong and Miserable Contestants (2)

The God of Wealth and His Beautiful, Strong and Miserable Contestants (Part 2)

Before he knew it, Song Ning had sat down on the sofa and started watching the game he had originally planned to change the channel to.

"Now we have entered the draft phase, and the coaches of both teams have started to select and ban heroes."

"Yes, here the camera is on JLZ's coach Bai Xiong. How will Coach Bai Xiong choose the lineup? Oh, here we see that Coach Bai Xiong chose to first send out a support position, and then banned a marksman hero."

"Yes, that's right……"

Song Ning was a little annoyed because he found that the director would give the camera to the players on the field from time to time. The shots of SXT were basically the same, and Song Ning even felt that Robot had the least shots.

This made him feel a little irritated.

Song Ning couldn't explain why he was so concerned about a total stranger, even though this person was just a gamer.

Even at this moment he completely forgot that there was someone in this game who made him feel sick just by looking at him, the beast from JLZ.

"Next is JLZ's third ban. Let's see which hero Coach White Bear will ban from SXT. Coach White Bear has banned another marksman!"

"Yes, that's right. JLZ has already locked him. That means Coach Bai Xiong has firmly chosen to triple-ban the opposing SXT team's shooter Robot!"

"To be honest, this situation is not uncommon. After all, we all know that since Robot joined SXT, he has led SXT to win two championships with almost zero mistakes, just like his name."

"Yes, that's right. However, the veteran team JLZ, which will face the new and powerful team SXT today, is indeed a dark horse. We can clearly see that JLZ is very strong this season, and Coach Bai Xiong is clearly well prepared today."

"That's right, now we can see that Coach White Bear is preparing to ban four players, and it's another shooter!"

Song Ning frowned fiercely. A burst of exclamations from the audience was heard on TV. It was obvious that everyone was also shocked.

"This, this JLZ coach Bai Xiong is not going to ban the marksman position for the fifth time. Okay! Coach Bai Xiong has already banned the last position, and it is still the marksman position!"

"This BP phase is really exciting. We can see that now, including the fact that SXT banned a marksman in the early stage, a total of six marksmen have been banned!"

"Yes, that's right. Coach Bai Xiong has basically revealed his true colors. He is telling the opposing SXT team that he is targeting their ace player Robot. This is an open conspiracy. Now it depends on how the coach of the SXT team will respond!"

Song Ning poked his cheek with his tongue and a bulge appeared. The camera finally fell on Robot as he wished.

Robot was wearing headphones, with bangs hanging neatly in front of his eyes like in a comic book. He glanced casually towards the camera, and his blue eyes caught Song Ning's eyes like gems. Song Ning subconsciously took a breath.

"...Robot doesn't seem to be very worried. We can see that he is communicating with the coach. Robot doesn't seem to be affected at all by the opponent's five-ban shooter."

"That's normal. After all, we all know that this isn't the first time Robot has been targeted..."

There was a sudden knock on the door. Song Ning was a little annoyed. He couldn't help but look at the camera several times. When he found that the camera had turned to the beast of the opposite team, he turned around and opened the door.

"Xiao Ning, you're at home. I thought you were not here. It's such good news..."

Outside the door was Aunt Wang, the former neighborhood committee member of the neighbor's house. As soon as Song Ning saw her, he guessed what the good news was.

Sure enough, Aunt Wang came to tell him that the demolition compensation for their old house had arrived.

"Didn't you go with my family to sign? My family arrived this morning, you can see if yours should be here too."

Song Ning then remembered that he hadn't checked his phone today. "Auntie Wang, wait a moment. I'll go get my phone and check it."

He hurried in and found his mobile phone, then opened it and found that there was indeed a bank transfer notification.

"Has yours arrived too?"

When Aunt Wang saw him holding the phone with a smile on his face, she guessed what he had done and a happy look appeared on her face.

Song Ning nodded, "Thank you Aunt Wang for telling me."

"Well, what's there to thank for?"

Aunt Wang then picked up a bag of fruit at her feet and stuffed it into his pocket. "This is for you. I bought these oranges specially today. It's a great day to eat some oranges to celebrate. I also wish you good luck in the future."

Song Ning picked up the call, but was sensitive enough to sense something.

"Auntie Wang, you..."

Aunt Wang's cloudy eyes showed reluctance. "You know, my family is different from yours. It's inconvenient to rent a house here because there are so many people in my family. We went to look at houses this morning after the money arrived. We will probably buy a new house and move in this week. We will move out soon."

Song Ning stood there holding the bag of fruit. His thin back was stiff for a long time before he opened his mouth and said dryly, "That's good."

Aunt Wang was a little emotional when she saw him like this, "To be honest, I am a little worried about you. I have watched you grow up since you were a child, and your family is..."

She stopped the topic in time and advised Song Ning, "If you take this money, I suggest you save it first. You are only 19 and still young. Save it for three to five years and don't touch it. When you meet a girl you like, you can use it to buy a wedding house and get married."

She kept talking, and Song Ning stood at the door listening. At the end, Aunt Wang looked at him cautiously, "Xiao Ning, I actually have another idea. Now that you have money in your hands, and no one is stopping you, why don't you think about going back to school?"

She asked carefully, fearing that Song Ning would be unhappy when hearing the word "school".

Song Ning curled the corners of his mouth, was silent for a while, and then shook his head.

"No, Aunt Wang, it's been too long. I can't remember what I was taught in school."

The orange in his hand felt heavy, but Song Ning's expression was indifferent. "Besides, I don't want to go to school as much as before. There's no need."

Aunt Wang looked at his expression for a long time before she sighed softly.

"That's right. If you don't want to go, then don't go. I was just thinking, I'm afraid you won't know what to do with all the money, and I won't be able to watch you. It's terrible for a person to live without a purpose. You still have to have something that makes you feel that life is interesting and meaningful."

She didn't continue to persuade him, but just reminded Song Ning to remember to eat an orange today and went home.

Song Ning stood at the door blankly until a scream suddenly came from the TV in the room. Then he suddenly remembered something, closed the door and went back to the room.