From the PUBG World Chapter 10

Bruce's forehead was covered with sweat, and his fingertips were pinching the teacup, turning slightly white.

Now that I have confessed my feelings to Oliver, will Oliver do something to me again...

Bruce didn't want to repeat the scene in the corridor that year where he struggled to push Oliver away. It was not easy to restore the relationship with Oliver to the present. Bruce was extremely cautious and didn't dare to mess it up.

"I didn't play tricks on you back then." Bruce's lips were dry, he licked them back and forth, trying to make himself clearer, "I can get first place without you, I like you, it's true."

"I..." Yangshen, who had just won the solo championship, rarely showed weakness, "I came to you later..."

Oliver recalled his schedule over the past few months in silence.

"I was..." Bruce's heartbeat started to speed up again. He said with difficulty, "I was not used to it. Being so close, so... too much..."

Bruce prayed desperately in his heart that Oliver would never ask him why he couldn't adapt.

He couldn’t let Oliver know about those bad things that happened in the past.

Oliver took a deep breath and it was indeed true.

Oliver didn't want to irritate him more than Bruce did, so he smiled and took advantage of Bruce's words: "Is that too much?"

Bruce was stunned for a moment, and his originally pale cheeks quickly turned red.

Oliver's phone vibrated, and he lowered his eyes to take a look...

Xie Chen: If he is willing to communicate with you, don't be too anxious, take your time, and make him want to receive treatment on his own initiative. Wait for him to come to me, and don't scare him away.

Oliver put his phone back into his pocket, looked at Bruce with beads of sweat on his forehead and sighed softly. If he asked again, Bruce would probably really get sick.

"Don't be like this, it's as if I brought you out here to torture you." Oliver said in a relaxed tone, "We'll be in the same team from now on, there's plenty of time, but..."

Oliver put down the small teacup in his hand: "I hope you remember that I confessed to you for the second time when I was not sure whether you were playing a trick on me."

Bruce's eyes trembled and his heart ached violently.

"This is a bit difficult for me. I hope you can remember that in the future, if possible..." Oliver tried his best to control his tone so as not to sound too rude. He smiled and said, "You can repay me 'well'."

Bruce's lips trembled slightly and sweat began to form on his back.

"It's getting late." Oliver noticed his discomfort and stopped talking. He glanced at the time and asked, "Are you full?"

Bruce nodded, his hands stiffened, and he took out his wallet out of habit. Oliver laughed, ignored him, and paid the bill first.

"Lucas means that your bonus should be given to Team Two as dividends." Oliver suddenly said on the way back to the base.

Bruce nodded subconsciously, then quickly shook his head: "No, I said it myself."

"Don't pay attention to him... He's always soothing people. When the prize money is transferred by the organizer of the competition, he will give it to you intact, and the team will make up for the gap." Oliver said lightly while driving, "Lucas is sometimes annoying, but you can trust him when it comes to dealing with people. He will never let you suffer any loss."

Bruce finally understood that Lucas was just asking him to do a favor, so he said quickly, "It's okay, I'll pay for it. Anyway... I have money."

"Rich..." Oliver couldn't help but laugh and shook his head, "Okay, I know."

Bruce didn't quite understand what Oliver was laughing at. He moved his lips but didn't ask in the end.

But he understood it the next day.

"Because this is your first year on the team and you're still a substitute, I can only follow the bottom line, an annual salary of one million, paid quarterly." Lucas had already drawn up the contract and rubbed his hands, "This is just the base salary. There are also monthly bonuses within our team, your game bonuses, your personal endorsement fees, your contract fees with the live broadcast platform... These are all up to you. Come on, when you're as successful as Captain Qi, you can just lie down and count your money."

"You already know about the bonus and endorsement split, as for the live broadcast...it must be broadcast on our cooperative platform, okay?"

It's the same everywhere, Bruce didn't care and nodded.

"The live broadcast contract fee is 1.2 million, not including tips, and the requirement is no less than 60 hours per month." Lucas handed the live broadcast contract to Bruce, "One thing to remember is the team rule that you cannot live broadcast during practice matches. You can do it at any other time, but it cannot affect your normal work and rest. Someone was recently fined for this."

"I know." Bruce looked down at the contract. Even though he had been playing e-sports for several years, he couldn't help but sigh: "So many..."

"Is this a lot?" Lucas smiled, "Do you know how much the live broadcast platform gave Qi Shen for signing the contract?"

Bruce shook his head, not wanting to ask about such privacy. Lucas smiled: "It's okay, I can tell you about it, 40 million."

Bruce choked.

"Hahaha, but Oliver didn't sign." Lucas sighed, "He doesn't need the money, he just thinks live streaming will delay his practice. There's nothing we can do, and no one can persuade him... But not signing has its advantages. He won't sign, but he will occasionally live stream for free on our team channel for an hour or two. Just for this, the live streaming platform has raised the signing fee for our team members."

Lucas smiled and said, "Your one million and two hundred thousand is due to Oliver's help."

Live broadcasts are easily influenced by the audience, which is indeed not conducive to training. Bruce hesitated for a moment and said, "Then I won't broadcast it anymore..."

"Don't, don't, don't learn from me!" Lucas was so scared that he broke into a sweat. "You haven't built up your family fortune and popularity yet, don't learn from that old guy."

Bruce hesitated and signed.

"Don't compare yourself to him. Oliver wasn't so casual at the beginning. When he first entered the industry, the domestic e-sports industry was in a downturn. In order to attract sponsorship for the team, he and Lao Lai played in all kinds of quack matches." Lucas sighed, "You guys are in a good time. Jasper also suffered when he first joined the team. Now tell Miles and Riley about it, they don't believe it."

Lucas was afraid that Bruce was too young to spend the money recklessly, so he couldn't help but advise him: "I guess you have saved some money over the years, so you are not like a real rookie. But I still want to say one more thing, don't learn from them to buy sports cars recklessly, save more to buy a house, and don't invest recklessly if you don't understand financial management. There are countless people who want to be professional players, but it is too difficult to get to your level, so cherish it, it is a job for the young, and it is not an exaggeration to say that you are exchanging your life for money."

Bruce naturally knew better than anyone how hard it was to earn money. He nodded and signed.

"Okay." Lucas put away the contract, looked serious, and stretched out his right hand, "Welcome, Youth. No matter what position you are in, from the day you officially join the team, HOG needs you every minute and every second."

Bruce took a deep breath, hesitated for a moment, raised his hand and punched Lucas's hand.

"Uh... OK." It was the first time Lucas met such a cool guy when welcoming new team members. He was stunned and didn't react. He clenched his hands and laughed dryly, "Come on, I'll take you to your camera position. See if you need anything."

The two of them went up to the third floor, and Lucas said as they walked: "Your computer is the same as those of several regular team members, both are top-of-the-line. The peripherals are provided by sponsors, which is pretty good, but the other players in the first team all use what they like, especially Oliver! His keyboard and headphones are worth a month's salary for me, what a luxury! You guys have too high requirements for peripherals, and the team won't reimburse you."

Bruce shook his head: "I'm not picky."

"That's good." Lucas entered the training room, "Here, your camera position."

In front of the camera with the best lighting in the training room, Oliver was leaning against the table and looking at his phone. When he saw someone coming, he put away his phone and looked at the camera next to him: "I've downloaded the game for you. I bought you... a pair of headphones."

Bruce took a look at the headphones, and his heart moved, and his ears felt a little hot...

The headphones were the same model as the ones on Oliver's desk.

"Keyboard! Look at that keyboard! I bought it for you." Jasper slumped in the gaming chair and pointed at the person next to him, "This is Miles. He bought you a new mouse, which is not as expensive as the keyboard I bought you. Remember it clearly and don't get it mixed up."

Miles was playing solo and it was not convenient for him to say hello, so he raised his hand and waved, giving Bu Nan a palm.

Bruce was stunned for a moment. He was not good at dealing with such occasions. His heart was hot, but his face was extremely stiff: "Thank you... Thank you."

"Oh, that's no big deal. Let's play duo when we have time. I'm in the assault position like you." Jasper raised an eyebrow. "Let's go to the airport together, kill and flood the screen, and scare them to death."

Oliver sneered: "Two assault teams in a double row?"

"Well, well... please pay a little attention to my feelings." Miles, the deputy sniper of the first team, said while running away from the poison, "Yesterday you asked me to rush for points tonight."

Jasper quickly changed the subject: "I was just kidding."

Riley's face turned pale, as if she could no longer endure it, and she stood up to leave the training room.

"Riley." Oliver put away his phone and turned his head to look at him, "Is there something urgent? If not, just finish your game first."

Riley stopped and gritted her teeth. She wanted to leave but didn't dare to disobey Oliver. She turned back to her seat, gave away her life, and then left with a cold face.

"He..." Jasper was embarrassed, "What happened to him?"

Miles raised his eyes and glanced at Bruce: "You are a little emotional."

Jasper patted her stomach innocently and tried to smooth things over as usual: "I should be the one who is upset about recruiting a substitute for the offensive position. He... hey, he must be feeling unwell and sick."

Oliver said indifferently: "Heart disease."

"Don't worry about him for now, you guys should train, I'll talk to him later." Lucas smiled, "Okay, the orientation is over, do what you need to do, train!"

Oliver glanced at the door indifferently, sat back in his seat, opened the game, and played solo to get points.

Lucas tiptoed and took out a camera and installed it on Bruce, smiling: "They have given everything they should give. I'll give you a camera. Turn on the camera when you start the live broadcast. It will attract some fans... By the way, your clothes..."

Lucas was thinking about the new team uniforms on Taobao. He frowned when he saw the clothes on Bruce and suggested, "Your team uniform is not printed yet. Anyway, the name is on the back and others can't see it. Can you wear Miles's first when you go live later? It will have a better publicity effect. You two have similar body shapes, so it should be suitable."

Bruce naturally has no objection.

"Wait a minute." Miles agreed, "I'll go get a washed one after this game."

"No."

Oliver said that the game had already begun. He killed one person as soon as he landed, found a safe room to hide in, and took off his headphones.

In the game interface, someone came up from the upstairs where Oliver was hiding. Oliver stared at the screen, unzipped his pants, took off his team jacket, and threw it on Bruce's desk.

Lucas: ...

Miles took a look and smiled knowingly: "Then I won't go."

Bruce picked up Oliver's team uniform which was warm from his body temperature, and his ears felt slightly hot.

Lucas was completely convinced when he saw the team uniform that was obviously one size too big. He was too lazy to reason with this old rogue, so he told Bruce to put it on before starting the live broadcast, and he went to find Riley first.

Jasper laughed quietly and went to play solo.

Oliver put on his headphones as if nothing had happened and continued to play around the room with others in the game.

It was not until he saw Bruce blushing and silently putting on the team uniform with "Drunk" printed on it in his peripheral vision that Oliver's lips curled up slightly.