League of Legends Invincible Coach

Honor of Kings, Honor of Kings, it's gone out of business, it's gone out of business!

The boss, Quan Guangrong, indulged in drinking, gambling, and prostitution, accumulating debts of 1500 million yuan. He then absconded with his daughter!

We have no choice. Professional players who originally cost three million, two million, or one million are now all going for twenty dollars!

Looking at the jokes and ridicule online, Sun Xiaopeng could only manage a wry smile.

In fact, he had already realized this when the team was on a 40-game losing streak.

At the end of the season, the Glory team was relegated to the LSPL, and the owner sold the team and went back to his hometown to continue running his internet cafe.

Unwilling to accept the 8,000 yuan monthly salary offered by his new boss, Sun Xiaopeng returned to his hometown and became a top-tier game booster earning over 20,000 yuan a month.

After all, he was once a professional jungler who ranked in the top five in the Chinese server, even though his professional career was terrible.

Sun Xiaopeng had hoped to make more money while he was young and save up to open an internet cafe in his hometown to live out the rest of his life, but reality dealt him one blow after another.

My best friend cheated on me.

His girlfriend absconded with his hard-earned savings of several years without saying goodbye.

As Sun Xiaopeng reached thirty, his competitive level declined sharply, and he could no longer work as an e-sports booster, just like that old joke.

He went bankrupt, and his girlfriend ran away with his savings and his best friend.

Sun Xiaopeng, who once felt worth three million, two million, or one million, is now worthless and has no skills.

In the end, Sun Xiaopeng, who was destitute and struggling to make ends meet, encountered a little girl who was about to be hit by a truck. He risked his life to push the little girl away, but was himself hit hard by the truck.

When Sun Xiaopeng opened his eyes, he found himself back in his bed at the Glory esports club where he originally belonged.

Looking at the calendar, looking in the mirror, scrolling through my phone.

Everything has returned to where it all began.

Sun Xiaopeng got up, drew back the curtains, and looked at the red sun gradually rising in the distance. He clenched his fist, his heart filled with an unwavering belief.

This time, I can't afford to have any regrets!

I can no longer live like a rat in the gutter, doing odd jobs for others. I, Sun Xiaopeng, want to live upright, generous, and dashingly on this stage watched by hundreds of millions of people!

Also, I'm going to break up with that bitch later!

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At 4 a.m., the small county town was already asleep, and the darkness was incredibly quiet.

Apart from the dim streetlights, only a few stalls selling late-night snacks and barbecues had their lights on along the streets.

Wearing a dark blue denim jacket, faded straight-leg jeans, a crossbody bag, and dragging a suitcase, Xie Hao, whose long, flowing hair covered half of his right eyebrow but couldn't hide the weariness in his eyes, stood in front of a barbecue restaurant.

Just like a year ago, he wore the exact same denim jacket, carried the same backpack, and dragged the same suitcase, only this time he turned his back to the barbecue restaurant and resolutely left.

"Are you back?"

A middle-aged man with unkempt hair, deep wrinkles, and streaks of white hair at his temples wiped the greasy wooden table in front of him, which gleamed under the fluorescent lights, and glanced up at Xie Hao standing in front of the shop, speaking softly and calmly.

This is Xie Hao's home, where he has lived for 18 years.

His father was a middle-aged man with unkempt hair, a greasy face, deep wrinkles, and prematurely gray hair.

Running a barbecue late-night snack shop requires living a life with your days and nights reversed.

Noon is their wake-up time. They are busy in the afternoon. While most people go home for lunch after work, it is their time to open the shop and work.

This continued until around 3 or 4 a.m., then I closed the shop, packed up my things, went home to wash up, slept for a morning, and then woke up at noon to repeat the same routine.

An ordinary person who persists until 4 a.m. is considered inspiring, but they do it every day, yet no one praises them.

Xie Hao does not want to live the same life as his father.

Mr. Xie did not want his son to live the same kind of life as him.

Xie's father chose to encourage him to study hard and change his destiny through knowledge.

Feeling he lacked talent in academics, Xie Hao chose esports.

The stage where esports shines brightly is a giant dragon gate.

Those who made the leap became e-sports stars with glamorous lives and incomes far exceeding what most people could imagine.

Those who cannot leap over the veil of light will fall to the mortal realm, returning to where they came from.

Xie Hao inherited his family's small shop and used his savings to open a franchise. Leveraging his good looks and his past experience as a professional e-sports player, he made the shop extremely successful, opening several branches in the small county town over the years.

He married a beautiful wife that everyone envied, and they had a pair of clever and adorable children who were handsome and beautiful, inheriting the excellent genes of their parents.

His son's hands were as slender and fair as his father's, and his wife smiled and said that he was suited to play the piano and become a musician.

He felt that his son was suited to play e-sports and fulfill his own unfulfilled dream.

With his parents alive and well, a beautiful and virtuous wife, adorable children, and no shortage of food and clothing, Xie Hao should feel that his life is perfectly fulfilling and he should have no regrets.

But when he was awake and alone in the dead of night, unable to fall asleep, Xie Hao could no longer deceive himself.

This is not the life he wants.

Ultimately, you have to realize your own dreams yourself.

He wants to return to the esports arena, back to the spotlight, back to the audience of millions, to win match after match, and to enjoy the thunderous cheers and encouragement.

Coach, I want to play!

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Scapegoat King! Reverse KDA King!

Even after leaving the Glory team, these two nicknames did not disappear from Cheng Bo's head.

Because of his tendency to get emotional, his various expressive faces during matches and live interviews were captured by resourceful netizens and turned into memes, instantly becoming a hit across the internet.

"Why am I always the one taking the blame?" (Cheng Bo's aggrieved expression)

"KDA's Wrath!" (Cheng Bo's roaring expression)

"Who can kill me!?" (Cheng Bo's wide-eyed expression)

"Ugh, it's super weird again." (Cheng Bo lay back in his chair with his eyes closed)

"Super ghost warning!!!" (Cheng Bo gripped the keyboard and mouse, concentrating intently with a smile on his face)

What pained Cheng Bo even more was the subtle mocking glances from his relatives, friends, and classmates.

These experiences, along with the silent bullying online and in his surroundings, led Cheng Bo to develop autism and depression, and he stayed at home all day, never venturing out.

He didn't know how long he had been living in this daze until one day Cheng Bo opened his eyes and felt that he had shaken off his depression and become clear-headed. He found himself sleeping in the bed in the familiar room of the Glory team again.

Looking at the calendar, looking in the mirror, scrolling through my phone.

Everything has returned to where it all began.

That damn meme hasn't been created yet; he still has a chance to salvage his dignity.

This time, I can't afford to have any regrets!

I, Cheng Bo, swear, I will fight back. It's not about proving I'm great, it's about telling everyone that what I've lost, I will get back!

Cheng Bo got up, drew back the curtains, and looked at the red sun gradually rising in the distance. He clenched his fist, unconsciously making a glaring expression, and a firm belief became unwavering in his heart.

Let's see who can kill me from now on!? (Cheng Bo stares wide-eyed) (-0-0-)