[Full-time][Ye Xiang] lead by example

Happy birthday Ye Shen!

Eight

During the period from the All-Star break to the winter break, there were no other disturbances—if it wasn't a big deal that Sun Xiang was smoothly integrating into the leaf fan group and becoming more and more obsessed with the trumpet.

Thanks to various loyal fans of the research party in the group and even the "Excellent Era staff" who broke the news, Sun Xiang gradually connected the cause and effect of Ye Qiu's departure from Excellent Era.

Given that he himself was in the game, Sun Xiang felt that he was more qualified to talk about "Ye Qiu's retirement" than anyone else in this fan group.

But he still doesn't quite understand...why Ye Qiu can leave without any worries.

Or rather, without a trace of resentment.

"Even if God Ye is gone, he still loves Excellent Era."

Until that night, Sun Xiang saw the speech of a fan in the group.

Love……?

Love for the club?

Sun Xiang subconsciously thought of Yue Yun.

Of course he has feelings for Yue Yun - that's where he stayed for several years after all.

But if it was Yue Yun and himself... Sun Xiang was absolutely sure that he would not and could not treat Yue Yun like Ye Qiu did to Excellent Era.

Gee.

There was a small but hard thorn hidden in Sun Xiang's heart, which made him very uncomfortable, but he couldn't tell what it was.

He frowned, tapping his fingers on the table.

The fan group on the small account is in a quiet period, so the large account on which Sun Xiang hangs is set off to be extraordinarily lively, with the icons of various groups flickering.

Sun Xiang casually opened the professional player group, and several different topics were going on in the group at the same time - one of them was the recently appeared master "Jun Moxiao".

Lord Grim?

Sun Xiang remembered that this name had also been mentioned in Ye Fen Xiaoqun.

Both sides were guessing that the manipulator behind this account might be Ye Qiu.

Trumpet?

Sun Xiang glanced at his trumpet.

He didn't know why, so he opened the search bar of the small account and entered Ye Qiu's account number that he saw in the professional player group.

...and sent 29 friend requests uncontrollably.

What the hell did I do! ! !

Sun Xiang, who realized that his state was not quite right, originally thought that Ye Qiu would not add strangers, so it didn't matter no matter how many friend requests he sent—that's how he never added strangers—but!Who told him why Ye Qiu approved the 29 friend applications just after sending them out! ! !

Sun Xiang stared at the little "?" sent by the other party, feeling guilty for a while.

Should I be glad that I added him with a trumpet?

Sun Xiang thought.

"God Ye?!!!"

"I did not do it on purpose!"

He subconsciously sent a sentence.

"I didn't send so many applications on purpose, it's just because I'm so excited to get your □□ number, God Ye!"

Sun Xiang gritted his teeth and typed to explain.

"Oh it's all right."

Ye Qiu's response was very flat.

"I'm serious Ye Shen, I'm a member of the 'World's No. [-] Support Group'!"

He felt that Ye Qiu didn't trust Sun Xiang, who might delete his friend in the next second, to make persistent efforts.

Although he felt that it was a bit embarrassing for him to say that he added Ye Qiu with his trumpet - he didn't even understand why he did it, but if Ye Xiu deleted his friend without saying a word, wouldn't that be true? more embarrassing?

So no, absolutely not! ! !

Here, Sun Xiang tried his best to explain to "Ye Qiu" that he was a staff member of the club and accidentally got the nickname "Jun Moxiao" because he thought that "Jun Moxiao" was "Ye Qiu" so he lost his composure——Sun Xiang thought He's witty and honest, after all he's really a "club worker" and he's not lying!

Over there, Ye Xiu sat in front of the computer and looked at the messages that popped up one after another in the dialog box, thinking that he could pinch the stopwatch to count the opponent's hand speed.

If this speed can be effectively changed in Glory, it can also be played professionally?

Only then did I know that I have a fan group called "The World's No. [-] Supporting Group" Ye Xiuxiang.

"Oh."

After a while, he had to take the initiative to interrupt the other party - Ye Xiu felt that if he didn't stop the other party, he might explain this matter all night.

"Then how are you sure that I must be Ye Qiu?"

Good question...

Sun Xiang was shocked.

He remembered that he said "Ye Shen" when he came up. This attitude doesn't seem like guesswork, does it? !

"I... I was a little confused at first, but because I had great hopes, I came up and called!"

"And God Ye, didn't you refute it? Doesn't this prove that my guess is right and that my luck is very good?"

"Yes."

Ye Xiu followed his meaning and replied.

Even though it was a text chat, Ye Xiu felt that he could see the meaning of "Look at me, I'm smart, I'm so amazing, please praise me" in between the lines.

"Okay, you're great."

He couldn't help but add a sentence.

Sun Xiang:? ? ? ! ! !

at the same time.

Small clusters of leaf powder.

"Hahahahaha I got God Ye's number!!!"

One real club worker was showing off smugly.

Sun Xiang opened his hands quickly, took a screenshot of Ye Qiu's chat history with himself, blotted out Ye Qiu's □□ number, and sent the picture to Ye Fanqun.

"What are you proud of? I even communicated with God Ye!" ← There is also a text attached.

The fan base was silent for a while.

Then, "Touch me, don't cry!", "This show off is insane," "I beg Ye Shen □□" and these kinds of responses began to flood the screen.

Sun Xiang chuckled, and was immediately overwhelmed with pride. He didn't even think about whether there was something wrong with calling Ye Qiu "Ye God" more and more easily.

nine

For Sun Xiang, it was very embarrassing to bring Excellent Era professional players to play in online games and lose to a motley crew led by a professional player.

Even if the captain of the amateur team is the former Excellent Era captain and a recognized tactician, it is no exception.

What's more, he still said that! ! !

"You look like this, stop playing Glory, go play Super Mario or Little Bee, there is always one that suits you."

It's a shame.

It was even more humiliating than the slap on Sun Xiang's face that the All-Star raised his head and slapped across the air.

What is "Speak to me sincerely"?

Do you know how hard I work! !

Sun Xiang almost dropped the mouse.

Now that you are retired, you can do whatever you want in online games, but you have no idea how much I have paid!

From Yueyun to Excellent Era, Sun Xiang's journey has never been easy.

He is a genius, but he is not stupid enough to think that everything can be achieved with talent alone, and no effort is required at all.

Even at the moment when the flowery praises held him the highest and his inner vanity swelled to the maximum under the influence of the outside world, he never refused the boring basic exercises or stopped his pace.

Change the account card, become the captain of the wealthy Excellent Era...

Sun Xiang was indeed proud.

But he has always felt that he has the capital to be proud, and he has not stopped his efforts.

Why do you negate all my efforts with a game? !

and also……

The dragon looked up.

Sun Xiang's practice of the dragon raising his head, which is recognized as Ye Qiu's unique skill, has also improved.

This is a manifestation of Sun Xiang's talent in glory, and no one can deny it.

Even Ye Qiu.

But the person who said this was so hateful that he would forcefully kill the character controlled by Sun Xiang in the next second and go away.

Sun Xiang felt extremely ashamed.

At this moment, he didn't want to pay attention to anyone around him—whether it was the vice-captain Liu Hao who smiled uncomfortably or other team members who were more self-aware and didn't come along—he rushed out.

Ten

But where can Sun Xiang go?

He held his breath and went outside to blow the cold wind for a long time, but in the end he could only return to the dormitory alone in a daze.

Fortunately, he didn't have to face anyone else this time.

Sun Xiang was really upset.

It was the kind of unhappiness mixed with disappointment.

Not only because Ye Qiu denied him, but also because...he always felt that Ye Qiu should understand him.

Ye Qiu shouldn't be like this, like this...

What is this?

Sun Xiang couldn't tell.

He just felt that the thing beating in his chest was like a plate...a plate of food that had been left out overnight and was already tasteless, and now it was so stinky that it made people want to vomit. The wonderful smell is enveloped, and I can't escape it.

"wipe!"

Sun Xiang threw his phone under the quilt, and he didn't know what he was upset about and what he was repelling.

So he had no choice but to pick up the phone from the soft fabric and unlock the screen boredly.

This time, the account logged in on the mobile phone happened to be Sun Xiang's alias.

There is only "Jun Moxiao" in the friend column, and there are only two groups in the group.

"... I was scolded today, I'm very upset."

Sun Xiang's hands were out of control again.

He sent a message and gave it to Ye Qiu.

Yes, the man who just embarrassed him.

Sun Xiang's hands froze.

But he was able to hold it well, and the phone didn't fall to the ground in the end.

Forget it, if you lose face, you lose face, if you send a message, you send a message.

Now that you've done it, make a good one!

Sun Xiang was heartbroken and continued sending messages.

"I have no idea what that guy is thinking!"

"Really, I feel that I have worked very hard and done a good job. Why is that guy still picking bones?"

"Whether I am suitable for this industry or not, let him take care of it!"

I don't know why, although Ye Qiu didn't reply and Sun Xiang also coded, but as long as he thought that he called Ye Qiu "that guy" and Ye Qiu didn't know it at all, if he replied to himself, maybe he would join him in the same hatred ...

Hey Hey.

Sun Xiang felt relieved for a while.

"Isn't hard work the most basic thing?"

"If you think you're doing a good job, what's the point of trying hard? That's what you should be doing."

It's a pity that Ye Qiu replied before Sun Xiang had a good time.

Actually replied.

It was still the kind of content that was completely different from what Sun Xiang imagined.

Sun Xiang: ... Fuck.

He really wanted to refute Ye Qiu, but when he thought about it carefully...it seemed, it seemed, Ye Qiu was right?

After all, every professional player - as long as he/she wants to improve, hard work is the most basic thing.

So in the end, Sun Xiang had no choice but to type a string of "..." as a reply.

"I don't know your situation, and I can't help you analyze it."

"However, if the other party has always only picked on your thorns, then you don't have to worry about what he said-in most cases, it means that the other party is biased against you; but if it is not... you might as well stop getting angry and be careful. Think about whether there is really something wrong with yourself? If not, don’t worry about it. If there is, wouldn’t it be great if someone helped you find the shortcomings for free?”

Unexpectedly, Ye Xiu sent a long message within 2 minutes.

Sun Xiang carefully arranged the character settings of his trumpet.

"Ye Shen...you...are you in a good mood tonight?"

He said this first.

Ye Xiu, who was dual-purpose in front of the computer, couldn't laugh or cry.

He was aroused by a long paragraph of words sent by this self-proclaimed "fan". He thought of what happened before, and what he would do was not something that required special concentration. , so I said a few more words.

In the end... this guy is not paying attention to the right point!

"No, it's just out of feeling."

Ye Xiu shook his head and typed these words.

"I will think about it carefully, thank you God Ye for enlightening me!"

Sun Xiang quickly replied and fled in despair.

This will dissipate a lot of his gloom, but...

Sun Xiang stared at Ye Xiu's words, his expression looked a little weird under the light of the phone.

He felt that his already messy brain was getting even messier.

"You forced me..."

He muttered, turned on the computer, logged in to himself, and entered the professional player group Xiaochuang Ye Qiu.

"Ye Qiu!"

He sent ten Ye Qius and twenty window shakes in a row.

"Come to PK!!!"

Then he copied and pasted the room number and password a hundred times.

TBC

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Ah, it will be easier after this passage.