Don't fall in love in the Shura field [e-sports]

Director Ji? So big, to celebrate the new year alone with a table of cold dishes and cold rice? Thirty, also at the same table? Surrounded by seven aunts and eight aunts who don’t know who is who? Celebrate the new year? Three ten.

His memories of childhood are very thin, and all he can remember are the never-ending quarrels between his parents at the dining table when he was a child, and when he came home when he grew up, he stepped on the tile floor alone. Echo sound from you.

Drinking with a stranger facing the river view like this is something new.

I don’t know if it’s a young man? Someone is inexplicable? It’s caused by a strange competition, or the scenery that night is so beautiful. The two of them are one can after another, and they can’t be recognized when they are facing the table? The original "Zhu Lan cooks? Cook" dishes, and drank all the cold beer in Zhu Lan's refrigerator.

I drank a lot of wine, and after waking up, my next life seems to be back to the beginning.

***

CNG's annual holiday is on the tenth day of the new year. During this period, Zhu Lan has nothing to do. He rejects all the invitations of his friends. He stays at home either reading books or playing games with his arms around the computer. If you get a takeaway, you will be called "dead otaku".

Ji Xing's recreational activities are simpler - sleeping, reading, and playing games on Zhu Lan's other computer.

He plays FL with the national server, and his points and ranks are already very high.

Zhu Lan passed by with a glass of water: "You also play? FL? Points? Not low."

As soon as Ji Xing issued 98K, he sniffed the person who was probing through the window, his ears were a little red: "What's so strange."

Zhu Lan nodded, watching the operation of Ji Xing from behind the sofa, taking a sip from time to time while holding a water glass, like an old man walking in the park in the morning.

After watching for three minutes, Mr. Ji Xing couldn't take it anymore.

The presence of the inspiration behind it is too strong, disturbing people's mind.Ji Xing's hands trembled, and the target he had stared at in the quadruple mirror turned his head and ran away, and the other way around? He was shot in the head.

"Are you finished?" Ji Xing was a little annoyed.

With a piece of tea in her teeth, Zhu Lan was stunned for a moment, then swallowed it slowly: "What did I say?"

He didn't say anything.

Ji Xing: "..."

Zhu Lan was in Europe before, and he was also the center of the team. The kids in the youth training team worshiped him and were afraid of him. Usually, whenever Lan God came down to the youth training team floor, the sound of typing on the keyboard would be louder. Hoping to get at least a word or two from him.

Unexpectedly, when I returned to my country, I hadn't spoken yet, and I was disgusted.

Zhu Lan was stunned and funny, and when she came back to her senses, she thought, this kid is really different from those kids in the youth training team.

He looked at Ji Xing and didn't know how to reply? His mouth, ears turned a little red from being suffocated, he thought it was funny, so he simply admitted the mistake, and gave the child a step down: "Okay, mine."

Zhu Lan put the water glass in her hand on the table, and said, "Can you please have supper to apologize for your crime? I just happened to be hungry too."

Ji Xing pursed his lips and went to his bedroom to change clothes.

He didn't go back to the game interface, and the character wearing protective armor and carrying a bullet belt was standing on the left side of the interface, with his hair tied into a small knot behind his head.

Zhu Lan glanced at it, and felt that the energetic appearance of this character was really similar to Ji Xing's indescribable similarity. She bent the corner of her eyes and was about to look away when she saw the message in the lower right corner The icon popped up?.

Zhu Lan walked into the room and said, "Ji Xing, someone is looking for the game."

Ji Xing was probably pulling on a sweater, and the voice came through the first floor? It was a bit muffled: "I forgot to turn off the friend application, can you click it for me? Decline, and then just exit."

Friend requests?

Zhu Lan raised her eyebrows.

He moved his finger to open the icon, and found that it was indeed a friend request, and unexpectedly, it was an old acquaintance of his - the manager of the STP team.

***

In the city of Yangcheng, the modern and the old coexist, there are surprises unique to the old city in every corner, and on both sides of the river are the sites of skyscrapers that go straight into the sky.

Zhu Lan has a lot of business to do, just like she went to the supermarket before, she doesn't want to go to the nearby food stalls for supper, so she has to drive to a restaurant by the river in the middle of the night.

Ji Xing sat down? When he saw the menu neatly placed on the table and the prices on the menu, the concept of "run away" came to mind again.

"What to eat?" Zhu Lan asked.

"I do not......"

"I'll treat."

Ji Xing ordered a bowl of noodles at the end, Zhu Lan picked and picked, added a few horribly expensive desserts, and handed the menu back to the waiter.

While waiting for the meal, Zhu Lan asked Ji Xing: "Do you want to play a job?"

Ji Xing shook his head.

In fact, not only STP, before this, many teams have sent invitations to Ji Xing, asking him if he would like to come? To participate in the youth training.

But Ji Xing refused.

"Do you want to? Or don't you want to?" Zhu Lan smiled.

Ji Xing leaned back in the chair, lowered his eyes to play with his mobile phone, his eyelashes were coated with a layer of neon light by Jiangjing, covering his eyes.

After a while, he raised his head, pursed his lips first, and then asked, "Do you want me to fight?"

Zhu Lan didn't seem to have expected that Ji Xing would ask such a question, so she froze for a moment.

He has no penchant for prying into people's privacy, but these days Ji Xing has been playing games with his computer in his arms, thinking that he can't do without seeing it.

Ji Xing's record is indeed outstanding, the points hanging on the server's leaderboard? It's not just for fun, many young professional players can't even make it to that ranking.Besides, he is still young, at the age of 17, he has enough confidence to do anything, no wonder those old fritters from the team have squeezed their heads to snatch him.

Can......

"Every step you take should be based on your own choices," Zhu Lan leaned back into her chair and whispered, "I'm not saying that the career is good or bad, but I just think you should make a good job. Consider. No one, including me, should influence your choice."

The expected answer? Answer.

Ji Xing lowered his eyes and didn't say anything.

Noodles and desserts arrived quickly.

When Zhu Lan was at home, he said he was hungry, so he came here? He didn’t eat anything, and he held a cigarette between his fingers, which prevented the no-smoking sign from being lit, and turned it around on his fingertips.

Ji Xing buried himself in eating noodles.

In fact, just after asking, and before Zhu Lan answered, Ji Xing himself regretted it—he didn’t know what kind of psychology he had at that moment, but that person was close at hand, so if he had Then blurted out.

——Is it making the atmosphere too serious?

Ji Xing thinks?

They? This table fell into a brief silence, and the voice of the other table became prominent at this time?.

Both tables are near the river, and the other table faces Zhu Lan with its back, but it happened to be caught by Ji Xing.

Judging by the attire, there should be a table full of young people in their twenties, who are watching the game together on the tablet computer, and even get together to discuss from time to time.

What's even better is that the topic of their discussion still revolves around Zhu Lan.

"—Has Zhu Lan returned to China? I read the forum a few days ago and said that he has terminated his contract with the European team."

Another person answered: "Hey, where is this top player with an annual salary of tens of millions staying?"

"That's right. But I'm also surprised. Why did he go back to China? - You said that year? World Championships, Zhu Lan was still in European T&C, then? Years? I remember we? There was only one FK in China. Made it to the semi-finals? Zhu Lan is merciless, anyone who encounters FK should be killed, how many personal kills in the last round? "

A voice cut in?: "17."

"Yes! 17!" The man was still chattering, "It's killing God. I was so stupid when I watched the live broadcast of that round. I have seen ruthless ones, but I have never seen such ruthless ones. I really won the championship with a single point. Hope none of it is left to FK..."

The man wanted to say something, but was stopped by the person next to him.

The person who interrupted just now saw this movement, and snorted coldly: "Let him talk! There's nothing you can't talk about—the game you mentioned? When? I was a sniper in FK. That? We? The closest One time world champion."

Ji Xing frowned. He doesn't play professionally, but he also knows that there is no certainty in winning or losing a game, so he is willing to bet and admit defeat.

What's more, Zhu Lan is only 20 years old now, and there will be a long way to go in e-sports in the future. At this time, she chooses to return to her country because she originally wanted to win the highest award under the national flag. These people are not at all People who only care about their own interests.

If he really only cares about himself, he can stay in Europe. There are all the territories he has opened up, and he is the most comfortable environment. Even if he is a name in the European team, he can still get his annual salary. With more than ten million yuan, there is no need to go back to China and start over from scratch in such an unfamiliar and incomprehensible environment.

The more Ji Xing listened, the more he felt that he couldn't listen anymore. Just as he was about to turn his head and say to those people, "You guys know what a fart", Zhu Lan held down his wrist.

Zhu Lan is used to being discussed by others, so it is not the first time to discuss or even slander her face to face, she has long been immune to these words.

He didn't care, and didn't even bother to look back? He turned his head to take a look, and just shook his head at Ji Xing.

That head didn't notice this, and the conversation continued.

"That year, we all felt that we could win the championship. The captain and the assaulter all went into battle with injuries, and they gritted their teeth after the game. Everyone thought that it was the last fight. —but only a little, just a little..."

That person's mood swings were violent, and he drank a bottle of beer and smashed it on the table: "It was almost destroyed by the fucking Zhu Lan!"

When Ji Xing heard this, he felt that he couldn't take it anymore. He went away and put down his chopsticks heavily.

The crisp crashing sound finally attracted the attention of the people at the table.

"You can't win the championship, do you feel that the whole world owes you an apology?" Ji Xing was annoyed to death by this kind of person who has no ability to blame others, and he was very angry when he said, "Zhu Lan is still in T&C I have to take care of FK, and it’s a crime not to let go of the water—why? Play? A fake match? I’m begging Zhu Lan to take care of you? Shouldn’t I call him daddy?”

Ji Xing has been hanging out in street Internet cafes since he was a child, not to mention anything else, but for the line? He is absolutely unbeatable.

Behind the computer screen, the owner of the counter laughed out loud.

On the opposite side, a table was stunned by the machine-off-gun-like question, and before he had time to react, he saw a figure pounced on his table.

Seeing that man was about to hit Ji Xing's face with a punch, Zhu Lan sighed, pulled Ji Xing's wrist and pulled it aside, then raised his foot and kicked that man's chest——

Ji Xing thought he was good at fighting, but that kick was so fast and heavy that he didn't even react.

"Today's matter is that you move your hand first. I will copy the surveillance video of this store." Zhu Lan lowered her eyes, looked at the person who was kicked to the ground, and said coldly, "I didn't think it was necessary. Explain, and still feel that no explanation is needed.”

He loosened Ji Xing's wrist, squatted down, and said, "If you still think it's my fault that FK couldn't win, then I'll give you a chance today," Zhu Lan pointed outside the store, "Internet cafes don't have holidays, You want to prove that you are better than me, go to fight? You will know the result in one game-do you dare?"

In Ji Xing's memory, Zhu Lan was rarely really angry, and the number of times she did something was even more so.

So very impressed with this scene.

But what impressed me more was the latter? A solo match.

The dim lights of the Internet cafe cast a shadow on Zhu Lan's side face. He only used a trumpet he registered casually, but through that trumpet, he reflected the real "Ephemeral"—a powerful, indestructible , "Ephemeral" engraved with the soul of e-sports.

——That was the beginning of Ji Xing's true love for e-sports.

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Chapter 40 (Entering v[-]) Two years ago, Zhu Lan almost couldn't play FL anymore, didn't you know this?

"Ephemeral" is like a ray of light. He is a myth at the top and a beacon for countless fresh blood in e-sports.

When Ji Xing first entered the industry, he didn't like e-sports as much as he does now, and he never wanted to brag to the media? To fans, he said that he must play e-sports, and that non-professional players don't do it-he has no choice.

He is a person who spends years facing the computer screen in a dark room, and he is used to the dark environment. His eyesight is not necessarily weaker at night than during the day, and it doesn't matter to him whether the light is not bright.

He was not a gregarious child since he was a child. He skipped classes, fought and ran away from home.

Ji Xing sneered.It never occurred to him to fit in, either.

There was a whirlpool around him, he had already let himself sink, and even closed his mouth and eyes tightly in self-loathing, letting the people walking by the shore point and point, unwilling to ask for help.

But then someone reached out to him who was covered in dust and mud in the mud.

That hand was long and thin, but powerful and firm.

Zhu Lan's smiling eyes are gentle with tears.

Ji Xing thought that the heavens had eyes, and after rolling on a bed of sharp nails in the world, he met his beam of light—the beam of light that he thought could pull him out of the darkness.

He tried to crawl towards the shore, tried to wipe off the mud on his face, and wanted to open his eyes to take a good look at the person in front of him, but before he could see clearly, the beam of light turned around and pushed him further In the abyss of nowhere.

"Most good things are not firm, and colorful clouds are easy to scatter and glass is brittle."

After this short New Year's Eve, Ji Xing never saw Zhu Lan again.

The person who was laughing and pulling his earlobe a few days ago, laughing at his shyness seemed to be just a wishful phantom of Ji Xing, who disappeared into the boundless years without even saying hello.

Ji Xing searched the entire neighborhood and all the places they had been to, squatting in front of Zhu Lan's house for many afternoons and evenings, and finally the door finally opened——

An unknown person poked his head out and asked him what was the matter.

Ji Xing saw that the interior of the room had become a completely unfamiliar layout, and asked hoarsely, "Where is Zhu Lan?"

"what?"

"I? My mother asked you where I wished Lan people!"

The man was frightened and said, "Did you ask the previous owner? He left. The house was sold a few days ago." After a long time, he asked cautiously, "What do you want from him?"

Ji Xing gritted his teeth, his eyes were red, and he turned around and went to the base of the CNG club.

Anyway, I have been reckless many times, so this time is not bad.

The club base did not allow strangers to enter, so he waited at the door. After waiting for a long time, he saw Zhou Zhou who had met him in the hospital.

Ji Xing asked him where Zhu Lan had gone.

Zhou Zhou also faltered.

Ji Xing seemed to have been splashed with a bucket of cold water, all the anger and grievances in his body were extinguished, and he really calmed down.

He thought—oh, Zhu Lan didn't want me to find him.

So he sold the house and did not return to the CNG base. He just left without leaving any news.

Like a passer-by who sees a kitten or a puppy while waiting for the bus at the station, feed it some food, smooth its fur, and when it is full, stroke the top of its head, and then When the car arrives, we are about to go to the next stop.

There were only so many interactions between him and Zhu Lan, and everything was accidental.

Zhu Lan doesn't do anything bad to him, and even treats him very well, but now the fate has come.

Later, Ji Xing always had the same dream.

He dreamed that in the narrow stairwell where they met for the first time, Zhu Lan put out the cigarette butt on the window frame, and the mint-flavored smoke rose up, forming a cloud in the cold winter air, blown by a gust of wind. Come in, and soon leave, Zhu Lan nodded at him behind the smoke, and then turned around.

The back was tall and tall, and it was the same as what Ji Xing saw behind him when they walked to eat countless times together, but this time, the person walking in front never looked back.

Ji Xing tried desperately to catch——

It can only be empty.

The touch of the empty fingertips was too real, as if a foot stepped on the empty space from the abyss, it woke him up suddenly.

Ji Xing stared at the unfamiliar ceiling, his chest heaving violently, the past events washed the picture in his mind into a pile of fragments, and it was chaotic for a while, and it was unclear when and where it was now.

The surrounding area is very quiet, the sky outside is already bright, there is a gap in the floor-to-ceiling windows, a gust of wind blows in from the outside, and the curtains are blown by the wind.

Panting. Panting, Ji Xing turned his head and saw the team uniform jacket on the side table, with the CNG team logo facing up, shining in the sun.

Yes - it was a dream.

The brain picks up the most important information and processes it first. When this idea pops up in the mind, the journey is like the rest of the life after the roller coaster hits the ground.

——I am now a striker under the official contract of CNG, and they just won the championship of the Asian Invitational China Qualifier.

Ji Xing closed his eyes and sat up with his arms propped up.

He rubbed his messy dark red hair, and glanced at the time, it was three o'clock in the afternoon.

Having a headache after a hangover, and the end of the dream was not pleasant, and he couldn't sleep anymore, so Ji Xing simply took his clothes and went to take a shower.

The CNG gang must be too drunk to get up at this point, Ji Xing went downstairs, ready to buy a cup of coffee.

He hasn't had this dream for a long time, his mind is too confused, and he needs something to wake him up.

Just as he was about to step out of the hotel lobby, someone behind him suddenly called him: "—Ji Xing? Is it Ji Xing?"

Ji Xing turned his head.

He didn't remember the person very much, but this person had only met yesterday in the game, and he had a bad quarrel at the time, so he had a little impression—it was the manager of the Yika team.

He stood at the front desk, as if he was going through some check-out procedures, stopped Ji Xing, bowed his head and said a few words with the front desk teller, and walked towards this side.

"What's the matter?" Ji Xing frowned and asked.

He didn't have a good impression of the Yika team. First, it was because the dirty tactics they played in the game were really disgusting. Second, it was because he had an inexplicable dislike for the assaulter Chen Jifeng who had been expelled from the league. , can't tell why.

"It's nothing, I just saw it and said hello to you," said the manager of the Yika team. "Have you been playing professionally for two years? I followed you when you first debuted. To be honest, there were a lot of All the teams pay close attention to you, but I didn’t expect that you didn’t choose any of them in the end, and went all the way to Europe.”

Ji Xing didn't want to talk about family matters with others, so he didn't answer the conversation with a cold face.

"E-sports is too cruel." Manager Yika smiled wryly. He shook the stack of room cards in his hand at Ji Xing and said, "The Yika team is disbanded today. We are here to eat. The last break-up meal—these days? Young and old, the team’s performance has not been improved, and it has been losing money. When they got up from the promotion match, the people at the headquarters said that this is the last chance. If If you don’t get a place in the Asian Championship, and if you don’t get any results in the future, the FL division will be completely disbanded.”

E-sports is based on strength. The waves in this industry are too high and too strong. If you don’t pay attention, you will be slammed on the beach.

The number of disbanded teams due to various reasons has been countless in recent years. They were still shining in the past few years, and maybe they will capsize in the gutter next year. Just change careers, be an anchor or sell peripherals or something—but that has nothing to do with competition anymore.

There are too many teams that have been brutally eliminated, and Yika is not the first? Nor will it be the last.

After Ji Xing listened, he just nodded indifferently.

"You are very lucky. Once you return to China, you will be the first member of CNG. With Zhu Lan leading you, you will not suffer anywhere."

Ji Xing is really annoying now, for some reason, he always has an inexplicable resistance to the name "Zhu Lan" appearing in these populations.

Seeing that Ji Xing was about to leave, the manager of the Yika team behind him stopped talking nonsense, and said behind his back: "We? We will leave later. I? After thinking about it, I still feel that Should I say sorry to Lanshen, what happened two years ago? I'm really sorry for him, please tell me for me."

Ji Xing stopped.

He turned around and fixed his eyes on the manager of the Yika team: "What did you say?"

Ji Xing's eyes were beautiful, his pupils were as black as spots of lacquer, like black jade raised in a deep pool of water, against the corners of his eyes that were reddened by the wind, the chill was overwhelming.

The manager of the Yika team shuddered inexplicably from this stare. He didn't know which sentence he said wrong: "What happened two years ago? Please say sorry to Lanshen for me. Fortunately, you went back and forth in the end. It's time to go to CNG, otherwise..."

The following words were no longer heard. The lobby of the hotel was full, and he could only hear the hurried sound of his footsteps landing on the tiles.

Ji Xing stepped forward and grabbed Manager Yika by the collar, feeling the blood all over his body rushed to his brain, making him tremble uncontrollably when he gritted his teeth: "Speak clearly—— Two years ago? What two years ago? Why is it related to me? "

Manager Yika's astonishment was fully seen by Ji Xing. He couldn't get rid of Ji Xing's hand and held his hand like steel. While struggling, he said in horror: "Two years ago, Zhu Lan almost couldn't fight anymore. FL—you don’t know about this?”

Chapter 41 (Enter v [-]) If he had a way to keep you back then, he wouldn't have left

Ji Xing doesn't remember how he got back to the base.

He only remembered that the waiters around him suddenly started yelling, the face of the manager of the Yika team turned pale due to lack of oxygen, and everyone was breaking his hands.

Knuckle-by-knuckle splitting his fingers apart, he didn't feel any pain at all. At that moment, Ji Xing only felt that he wanted to kill someone.

In the end it was Zhou Zhou who pulled him away.

Zhou Zhou drank and drank last night, but he didn't dare to drink too much. He had to keep an eye on the group of drunk ancestors, and he had to come to the front desk to check out.Ji Xing was the one that reassured him the most, because Zhu Lan blocked the wine, so he didn't drink too much.

Who knows that this is the most reassuring thing, and the biggest thing happens.

When Zhou Zhou went downstairs, he saw Ji Xing and Manager Yika surrounded by a group of people yelling.

Zhou Zhou also understood Ji Xing, knowing that at this time, no one said anything would work, so he immediately called Zhu Lan——Zhu Lan's phone changed to a busy tone, Zhou Zhou slapped his forehead hard, and then remembered what happened at noon At that time, Zhu Lan and Zhou Zhou went to the headquarters for a meeting, and they will definitely come back in a while? No.

He couldn't hold on to the trip by himself, so he hurriedly called Yuan Xing and Mao Mao again.

These two bastards with hearts as big as the sea drank too much last night, fell asleep like pigs, and have not woken up until now. They were called by Zhou Zhou. They heard that Ji Xing had a fight with someone downstairs, and they were so frightened. Immediately jumped off the bed, and ran down with slippers before changing into pajamas.

Only then did a few people hurriedly pull Ji Xing away.

When he was forced into the nanny car of CNG, the corners of Ji Xing's eyes were still red, his hands were strangled with red marks, the flesh was worn out, blood was oozing out, and he lowered his head without saying a word.

Zhou Zhou was afraid of his appearance.

Two years ago, he was waiting at the gate of the CNG club base, asking himself where Zhu Lan had gone, and it was like this.

Zhou Zhou was afraid that the incident would have a bad impact on his travels, so he quickly packed the man into the car, asked the driver to send him back to the base, and stayed to deal with the aftermath.

Yuan Xing and Maomao were also quite frightened, they didn't know what happened to Zhu Lan and Ji Xing in the past, and it was difficult to come up to persuade them, so they could only shrink aside.

After arriving at the base, Yuan Xing called Zhou Zhou to persuade him not to travel.

Ji Xing didn't ask questions, and didn't answer? Answers, in short, he just didn't talk, the whole person became silent like a sculpture, and he refused to deal with the wound on his hand.

Zhou Zhou sighed and hung up the phone.

He actually didn't know what and how much Yika's manager had said to Ji Xing, but he had a vague feeling that he couldn't hide it.

--really.

After dealing with the hotel affairs and returning to the base, Ji Xing was waiting for him in the lobby on the first floor.

***

Ji Xing has been sitting here for a long time.

The CNG base is still the same as when they set off for the competition yesterday. Auntie washed the fruits and placed them on the small coffee table. The dog's paws were about to crawl on him.

He heard Yuan Xing and Mao Mao talking to him while sitting next to him. These two people seldom said comforting words, completely missing the point.

After hearing a few words, Ji Xing felt like laughing, but he couldn't move the corners of his mouth.

All his strength was exhausted when he grabbed Manager Yika.

"——Two years ago, Zhu Lan almost stopped playing FL. Don't you know about this?"

This sentence appeared over and over again in his mind, and the echo was like a gust of wind, sweeping away everything in the blank wilderness, leaving only this sentence trembling endlessly.

He suddenly remembered why he had such a dislike for Chen Jifeng? ——Because two years ago, when Zhu Lan took him to a restaurant by the river for supper during the annual holiday, the guy who wanted to pounce on him punched him. But the one who was kicked to the ground by Zhu Lan was Chen Jifeng.

That night, Zhu Lan played a solo match with Chen Jifeng in the Internet cafe on the street, which was the most "crushing" solo match he had ever seen.

In that crushing situation, it didn't matter what Chen Jifeng's name was, and no one remembered his ID at all.In the end, even that disgusting face was washed away by the years, leaving only instinctive disgust?

Zhu Lan seldom fights with others, and the solo match that night was just to support Ji Xing who refuted.

When Ji Xing closed his eyes, he could still vividly remember the way the light from the Internet cafe hit his side face.

Now, two years later, there is only a dull pain that I dare not recall.

Ji Xing gave a low laugh.

The gate of the CNG base was opened.

After 2 minutes, Zhou Zhou walked up to him and said, "Ji Xing, let's talk."

They went to the conference room.

No one spoke, but the atmosphere was as tense as a suspended thread.

Zhou Zhou took back all the jacket and mobile phone left in the hotel by Journey, and put them in front of him: "Let's see if there are any missing things."

Ji Xing didn't touch it.

The two sides were silent for a long time, and Zhou Zhou said, "Your mother has been to CNG before."

This word is familiar to others, but Yu Jixing has been unfamiliar with it for a long time - he suddenly raised his head.

Zhou Zhou laughed: "Didn't think of it? No one thought of it. Your mother knows that you live in Zhu Lan's house, so it's not easy to say it directly, so she asked CNG along the way."

"She took all your high school report cards for three years, and told Zhu Lan, you can't play professionally, you have to study hard," Zhou Zhou said, "I also read those report cards. They are indeed good grades. Don't you You don’t have to worry about food if you walk this way.”

Zhou Zhou: "It's true that e-sports hasn't developed to a level that everyone can accept. It's normal for your mother to think so. She was doing it for your own good..."

The situation in Ji Xing's family is too complicated, like a mess of tangled threads, he doesn't even want to deal with it.

So when he heard such one-size-fits-all comments from others, Ji Xing sneered: "For my own good? So for my own good, everyone should lie to me? What do you and Zhu Lan know? Why did she just say a word back then? Directly deny me? What do you think you are playing at eight o'clock?"

He had too many emotional ups and downs, and he only wanted to know one thing, so he put aside all other topics, and asked straightforwardly: "Why did Zhu Lan leave back then?"

Zhou Zhou looked at him, didn't make a sound, just pushed the thing in front of him again, as if thinking about how to answer? Answer.

Ji Xing has seen this kind of expression too much, and often the next sentence is an exquisite perfunctory, and he has heard enough of this kind of perfunctory.

He was so angry that he waved his hand and dropped the mobile phone that Zhou Zhou handed over. The cold metal shell hit the wall, and it was instantly torn apart: "—I'll ask you the fuck! Why did Zhu Lan leave back then! "

The shattered parts "jingled" on the floor of the conference room, completely destroying the peace that could still be maintained.

Zhou Zhou has been tossing around since he got up until now, and he is also full of anger. At first, he could hold back his tone and speak, but after two years of holding back, he really reached the limit and burst out all of a sudden.

"Do you fucking feel wronged?" Zhou Zhou was so angry that he couldn't control the volume at all, "Do you think Zhu Lan was fooling you two years ago? Lied to you? You are the one who was abandoned, yes victim?"

Zhou Zhou took out the phone from his pocket, unlocked it, and threw it directly in front of Ji Xing: "Look at the fuck, did Zhu Lan feel sorry for you!!"

The phone is full of pictures, one by one, all from various angles, bloody photos.

Ji Xing stared at those pictures, and suddenly felt that the whole person was nailed.

Zhou Zhou's roar went from near to far, as if in slow motion, and everything reminded him: "—Look! This is the truth!"

The icy air is like a solid body, crushing from all directions. It stretches its tentacles, stretches its teeth and claws, climbs from the ears, mouth, and eyes to the heart, and then tightens it tightly - so that he can't breathe. , trembling all over, surrounded by overwhelming bloody smell.

——That's Zhu Lan's photo.

To be precise, it was Zhu Lan's hand.

A hideous wound crossed the inside of his forearm, and the flesh at the edge was turned up, dripping with blood, which continued to flow out until the photo was taken.The overflowing blood made it impossible to see the wound clearly, leaving only a horrifying scarlet all the way, which spread and wandered clamorously, drawing large interlaced marks on the white arm, and finally dripping continuously down the dangling fingertips ——

It was Zhu Lan's hand.

Those hands are flexible, elegant and light, holding the mouse and keyboard.

The hands that have held countless trophies.

Those hands are naturally suitable for e-sports, and should have received the attention of everyone amidst the cheers of mountains and tsunamis.

Ji Xing's eyes were so red that they were about to bleed, and he looked at the photos one by one from the beginning to the end. After flipping through the last one, his hands were shaking so much that he could hardly hold the phone.

Zhou Zhou looked at him like this, the fire in his heart had already been extinguished, and he couldn't bear to take the phone away.

Journey not to let.

Masochistically, he watched it again from beginning to end, this time watching it more slowly, as if he wanted to engrave all the photos in his mind.

"Okay! Don't look at it." Zhou Zhou said.

He originally wanted to wait for Zhu Lan to come back to talk about it, but the words were rushed, and it was all about it, so there was no need to hide it anymore, and he just said it all in one go.

"A few days after you all finished supper, Chen Jifeng drank too much and came to the CNG base to have fun," Zhou Zhou wiped his face. An aunt is cleaning."

"Chen Jifeng didn't even know his mother when he was drunk, and he refused to leave in front of the CNG base. Finding fault, he insisted that Zhu Lan stole his world championship that year, scolding Zhu Lan... scolding Zhu Lan is a lackey who works for Europe and steals from her own country