League of Legends: Reborn in Season 3, Tuning the Entire League

I'll just say a few words about Chapter 54!

"Ming-ge, could you give us a couple more sets of team uniforms?"

After admiring the stone from all sides, the one who really liked it scratched his head and asked shyly.

He felt that he wouldn't need to spend any extra money on clothes anymore, as he could wear this team uniform for a whole year.

"We need to distribute more. What you have now are just sample sets. How are you going to change and wash them if you only have one set?"

It turns out that putting more effort into the design of team uniforms was the right thing to do.

If even the athletes who need to wear these outfits for competitions find them tacky and don't like them, how can you sell hundreds or thousands of sets to fans?

From the very beginning of opening his online store, Jiang Ming did not have the narrow-mindedness of some of the other livestreamers who sold inferior goods as high-quality ones, selling clothes that cost eighteen yuan each for over a hundred yuan.

The real money-makers, the ones who make big money, are the team uniforms that the players are currently holding, which will become club merchandise in the future.

With just decent materials and a little effort put into the design, clothing costing a few dozen yuan can be sold for hundreds or even thousands of yuan with the added bonus of peripheral attributes.

Ideally, fans should be able to willingly spend money to buy their products while also feeling that they are the ones who are making a profit.

“You have half a day off today, so you can go out and stroll around. There’s a shopping street right next door. Just come back before dinner,” Jiang Ming said with a smile. “Of course, if you want to eat out, I have no objection.”

"Okay!"

"I promise I'll be there before dinner."

Pang Ran chuckled: "Not eating hot pot mutton, but going out to eat street food? How silly."

"Also, go to bed early tonight. Later, each of you should ask your sister Lin for a bottle of facial cleanser. Tomorrow, I require you to clean yourselves from head to toe, inside and out."

Jiang Ming said seriously that he preferred to finish discussing important matters at once.

Otherwise, if we wait until mealtime to assign tasks, it will inevitably affect the team members' appetites.

……

Evening, at the NXG team cafeteria.

The aunt set up two induction cookers, one for clear soup and one for spicy soup, and placed them on them.

"Those who can handle spicy food, sit at the hot pot table; those who can't, go to the next table," Lin Jingyi called out.

Jiang Ming, who always considered himself to be able to handle spicy food, had to admit defeat in front of his senior, a typical Sichuan-Chongqing tyrannosaurus.

In addition to the hot pot, each person also had a large cup in front of them, filled with drinks like Coke and Sprite.

"Come on, let's toast to NXG's promotion to the LPL!"

Cheers! ×N!

"Ahem, let me just say a few words."

With the atmosphere set, Jiang Ming, whose throat suddenly felt a little itchy, unconsciously began to imitate the leadership posture he used to hate the most.

Well, let me say a few words about the classics.

As expected, the dragon slayer becomes the dragon himself.

"First of all, stay humble and avoid being arrogant. Making it into the LPL is just the beginning for you and for NXG."

"We need to do our best to win every game, win the league title, and even the world title."

“This process may—no, it will definitely be very difficult, so difficult that some of you may even drop out halfway through.”

"But believe me, the future of esports is much brighter than you imagine."

As an emerging industry in China, esports has imperfect rules, and the management of many teams is chaotic.

He didn't want these young men he had worked so hard to train to be negatively affected by their environment. "We will work hard!"

"Our goal is the championship."

"Quit halfway? Absolutely not, hehe, Ming-ge, you should prepare the bonus in advance."

"It's just liver, we may not have much else, but we have a lot of livers."

"Okay, let's eat first!"

I'll say it in two sentences, and that's it; I won't waste any more words.

Jiang Ming didn't want them to understand the reasons right now. After all, if someone were in the era of S3, earning a base salary of two or three thousand yuan, telling them that just a few years later, an e-sports club's franchise fee alone would be hundreds of millions, and any talented and popular player could earn millions a year, it would seem too far-fetched.

……

Silent all night.

The next day, at 9:30 a.m., Uncle Zhou, who was temporarily working as the team leader, knocked on each of the contestants' doors.

"Right away, right away!"

"Uncle Zhou, we're all up."

Inside the room, the sound of running water from the bathroom accompanied the contestants' answers.

The little ones, dressed in their team uniforms, were diligently rubbing their slightly oily faces with the facial cleanser they had received the night before.

Makeup, photography, and official portraits were scenarios they had never even imagined.

It's so cool and classy!

Following Sister Lin's instructions, Pang Ran washed his face with warm water instead of rinsing it directly with cold water. All the grime that had accumulated on his face from long hours of computer training and frequent late nights was expelled at that moment, and Pang Ran felt much more refreshed.

"Old Xu, I'm going downstairs first. Sister Lin said in the group that whoever finishes first can go get ready first." Pang Ran called out to Xu Jing, who was still struggling with his toothbrush in his mouth, after returning to bed and folding the blanket.

"Waaah...you go...I'll come right after you."

After putting on his coat and, for the first time ever, tearing open a pair of brand-new socks and putting them on his feet, Pang Ran jogged downstairs.

"Pang Ran, wait a moment. Shi Tou will be here in a little while. There's rice noodles in the kitchen. Go add the seasonings and put the soup in your bowl, then you can eat." Lin Jingyi looked at Pang Ran, who had just come down from the second floor. "Filming today will probably take quite a while. Be careful when you eat. There are aprons on the wall, so don't spill soup on your clothes."

Lin Jingyi, who perfectly embodies the role of club manager, meticulously reminds him of every little detail.

Pang Ran scratched his forehead, instantly losing interest in exploring what the stone in the training room would turn into. Sister Lin's way of speaking felt...it felt a lot like his mother.

Can't afford it!
At this moment, Shi Zhenyu, sitting in a chair in the training room, is undergoing various adjustments by the makeup artist.

"Young man, you have a good foundation. Remember to wash your face with facial cleanser before going to bed. That can help prevent oily skin caused by prolonged computer use."

"Thank you."

The makeup artist looked at her work with great interest and said, "No need to thank me. I'm more than happy to be able to expand into a brand new makeup business. I had never done makeup for e-sports players before today."

"We need to try to avoid looking terrible on camera. Well... in some ways, esports players have similar makeup requirements to celebrities."

"The base makeup needs to have high coverage and a lightweight feel, while also ensuring a certain level of staying power. Focus on the eye makeup. By the way, should we add some contouring and blush?"

I don’t know how much time has passed, but I saw that Pang Ran, who was slurping noodles, had already put down his bowl in the kitchen and returned to the training room.

Shi Zhenyu finally received a special permission from the makeup artist: "Alright, all done. Move on to the next one."

"Wow, not bad! I didn't expect you to be such a rugged male god after makeup, Stone."

Pang Ran's eyes lit up, and she quickly sat down in the chair in front of the makeup artist, filled with anticipation for her upcoming makeup look.

(End of this chapter)