[Net King] Under Thirty

Years later, King Ni ran out of the country with a backpack on his back.

Before he left, he actually went to the dessert shop opened by Marui near Lihai University, and got a free piece of chocolate cheese.The dark chocolate used is not sweet but a bit bitter.

King Ren couldn't help but twitched the corners of his mouth: "Wentai, is this how you welcome me?"

"This is our store's signature. The limited edition is in short supply every day, so you can be content." Marui sat behind the counter in a pastry chef's costume and looked at Nioh with a look of disgust.

King Ren stared at the cake in front of him for a while, and sighed, "I don't understand."

"Of course you don't understand, you don't have the taste of normal people." Marui responded like this.

That piece of chocolate cheese Nioh was finally finished.

Slightly bitter feeling leaves a sweet and greasy aftertaste at the end.

Nioh frowned and sipped his lemonade, admitting that he had absolutely nothing in common with sweet tooth lovers.

"That's pretty good." Marui commented.

He glanced at King Ni, then pointed at his soft stomach: "If you don't like sweets, your muscles can last for a few more years at least."

King Ni smiled: "If you want muscles, go to exercise. Just sitting and muscles will not run back by themselves."

"Occasionally, occasionally." Marui scratched his cheek with one finger, "Let's play together when you have time, I'll call you Kuwahara."

"I'll talk about it when I've had enough fun." King Ni responded with a wave of his hand.

The old friends don't know how long Nioh intends to play, and it is said that after retiring, he also needs to think about his future life.But in Nioh's view, there is still a lot of income left from playing games, and there is no need to work hard all day for a living.

Life is actually very short, do it and cherish it, just follow your heart.

It's as if he didn't have as many struggles and mental journeys as others imagined when he chose to play the professional network. It was just at the moment when he needed to choose, and a club happened to send him an invitation.

choice, and opportunity.

It's not that difficult.

The boat is naturally straight when it reaches the bridge, and it is not just a way of compromise.

The Australian Open starts in late January.

Nioh looked through the entry list, and Yukimura Tezuka Echizen Toyama and even Kirihara were on the list.

Their group of players was known as the "once-in-a-hundred-year talent explosion", and after careful consideration, they may not be as "genius" as the media boasted.After all, one cannot become a professional player just by playing well.

Tokugawa, who was earlier than them, retired the year before last, and the "black hole" is a trick to shorten his career.

In this way, they are already the oldest group of professional players in Japan.

And at this age...

I don't know how many will be left after the first round.

"Tezuka is going to retire after playing the Australian Open." Yukimura was invited out by Nioh to meet with him in his busy schedule, and he found a coffee shop that looked very stylish: "You know his hand injury is good and bad .”

Nioh nodded indifferently.

"If he intends to work hard in the competition, he may be able to reach the semi-finals." Yukimura continued, "If he can win the Grand Slam medal in the last year, it will be a sensation."

"It's not like you can take it if you want." King Ni twitched the corner of his mouth, "Speaking of which, what happened to Kirihara? I thought he would rest until at least March."

"It won't be a few years since he can play games. He wants to fight." Yukimura smiled helplessly, "I can't persuade him."

"Pfft."

"It's you. Speaking of which, the few of us hurt here and there, but you are in the best condition, and you retired directly." Yukimura looked at Nioh opposite, "Have you enjoyed yourself these few months? "

"It's pretty good." King Ren blinked, pretending to be innocent on purpose.

"And went to sleep with Atobe?"

"Hey, don't say that." King Ren smiled, "It's not good to be heard by others."

"...You called me in the middle of the night to 'confide'." Yukimura was speechless, "Your style of turning your face like a book has not changed."

King Ren spread his hands: "Whatever you say."

Yukimura shook his head helplessly.

He picked up the coffee cup in front of him, enjoying the aroma of the coffee in the hot air.

Then he raised his eyes and looked at King Ni in the white mist.

The silver-haired man looked like he hadn't experienced much in life, the expression on his face was a little cold and seemed to still retain the innocence of a teenager.Having known each other for more than ten years, this person's life has indeed not had many twists and turns.But Yukimura understands that this has nothing to do with fate.

Nioh Masaharu's attitude towards life is too much of a spectator. He can interact with people very enthusiastically, but the limit of giving sincerity is between stinginess and calmness.You can't say that he is indifferent or withdrawn, because he does have friends who can give their lives.But you can't say he is naive, because he seems to be able to retreat to a safe position in an instant at the critical point of being hurt.

It is not right to say that it is insight, and it is also very contrary to say that it is intuition. This person seems to be born with natural judgments on everything.

Is it too smart?

People always say that Huiji will be hurt, but fortunately, the village always feels that King Ren can understand everything, but he can still live comfortably in the cruel reality.

It's too thorough, and it makes people feel terrible.

Maybe I'm reading too much into him.

Yukimura thought.

He put down the coffee cup: "What are you going to do like this?"

"what?"

"Hejibu."

Nioh blinked.

He stirred the coffee that hadn't been stirred, and gave a very shallow smile: "Xingmura, meeting by chance is romantic."

Yukimura frowned and stopped asking.

He felt that he could wait and see the excitement.

...It should be lively.