[E-sports] On the road is not a two-way road!
Chapter 58 Forced
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Other children spend their childhood in candy piles, which are so sweet and boring.
But Jiang Sizhen's childhood was lackluster, and the musty smell in the air was always with him, making him breathless heavily.
Jiang Sizhen's birthday is in early spring.
But there is often no spring in City J, only the whistling north wind.
Jiang Sizhen avoided all the people and sneaked into a corner, holding some leftover steamed buns from the morning in his hand.
"Mimi, Mimi." He squatted on the ground and called softly, a cat with dull fur suddenly jumped down from the high barbed wire nimbly, then moved its mouth to Jiang Sizhen's hand, sniffed with its nose twitching, Finally, he backed away a few steps in disgust.
Jiang Si was really helpless. Once the steamed buns were frozen by the cold air, they had long since lost their original softness and sweetness, but were as hard as biochemical weapons.
No, even this long and thin cat dislikes the steamed buns in his hand.
Jiang Si really had no choice but to put the steamed bread in the palm of his hand to warm it up.
He cherished his hands very much. When Song Chunan hit him, he also hit the places on his body that were covered by his clothes. He would not leave obvious marks on such conspicuous places as hands.
Jiang Sizhen was very grateful for Song Chunan's caution.
He stayed in this ghostly place for more than half a year, and finally waited for the opportunity to go home - the Spring Festival.
The perennially gray place like the Internet Addiction Rehabilitation Center also has a touch of festive red.Two bright red lanterns hung on the cold gate.
The cat moved its head closer, rubbed its furry ears on Jiang Sizhen's knee, then stuck out its tongue to lick away the crumbs.
Jiang Sizhen patted the cat's head.This stray cat didn't know when it climbed over the barbed wire and came in. Its fur was colorless and tangled together like a clump of weeds.
This is a silly cat.
The Internet Addiction Rehabilitation Center claims that it is a charitable organization that has no curative effect and does not charge money. Therefore, it is conceivable that the food for these students is ridiculously poor.
No student would save his own food for an animal.
Jiang Si really thought that he might be as stupid as this silly cat.
He secretly fed the cat for several months, and it became a little fleshy from the initial skinny.
Jiang Sizhen has a sense of accomplishment.
He smoothed the cat's fur slowly, and the cat narrowed its eyes comfortably and hummed softly.
Jiang Sizhen was also whispering to the cat: "Mimi, do you know?"
"I am Krell, number one in the national server, and my rank is Master 100 points."
"I almost became a pro gamer..."
These words were actually polished by Jiang Sizhen, and participating in youth training may not necessarily make you a professional player.But there is no one else here, Jiang Sizhen can brag based on his own interests, and no one will refute him.
"I will definitely win the championship in the future!" His eyes were bent into a crescent, and he narrowed his eyes with a smile, very determined.
Although he is in prison now, he is still young.Youth is his greatest capital, he is only 15 years old, and he still has one or two years to stand up to his consumption.
He hasn't played a game for a long time, and he doesn't know where his master rank has fallen.
But his hands are okay, his talent will not disappear suddenly, and he is also reviewing the gameplay of every strong jungler in his mind every day.
He always believes that one day, there will be such a day, he will be like a leaping roc, soaring up to [-] miles.
When it was almost dark, he walked slowly towards the dormitory.
As the New Year approached, the students had to go home. The adjutants were afraid that they would go back and gossip. Recently, their attitude towards them has become a little more kind, but only a little bit.
In this kind of place where electricity consumption is strictly controlled, the lights in the dormitory are turned off before eight o'clock.
Taking advantage of the hazy moonlight, Jiang Sizhen sneakily took out a can of drink from the safe area formed by the bedside and the corner of the wall.
This is a bottle of Nutrition Express with dirt on its mouth.
This was the bottle that Uncle Wang, the owner of the internet cafe, offered him to drink to celebrate his reception of the youth training invitation. At that time, no one noticed, but he secretly brought it here and hid it today.
This bottle of Nutrition Express has been unsealed a long time ago, and it has been kept until today. The original white liquid has long since turned cloudy and yellow. Jiang Sizhen took a sip, the bitter taste almost made him retch.
He was also celebrating, celebrating that he was about to leave this damn place, possibly never to return.
Just as he was nestling in the cold thin quilt and thinking about the future, someone pushed the door open.
The doors here are never locked, so that the trainers drag away the offenders at night for punishment.
Jiang Si really stopped breathing.
His mind quickly remembered what he had done today. He didn't overstep the rules. Those people, those people shouldn't be here to look for him, right?
He was shaking nervously all over his body, and he broke out in a cold sweat in the cold weather.
A slight sound of footsteps slowly walked over one bed after another, and finally stopped in front of him.
"I know you're not asleep," the visitor bent down, lifted the quilt covering his head tightly, and said slowly, "196, come on, come with me."
Song Chunan said: "Let's go to classroom A-3 to celebrate the New Year."
I won't go - Jiang Sizhen's lips were trembling, he really wanted to scream, but he didn't dare.
Under Song Chunan's increasingly smiling eyes, he shivered like a shelled shrimp, but no place was safe, so he could only accept his own death in despair.
Song Chunan carried him easily, put his palms on his neck, and wrapped them loosely in an ambiguous way.
"You did three things wrong today." Song Chunan's voice was rarely light, as if he had encountered something extremely pleasant.
"First, you secretly fed the cat behind our backs; second, you didn't hand in the things you brought in from outside."
In classroom A-3, Song Chunan threw him to the ground and looked down at him condescendingly.
"It's not a big mistake—"
"Tell me, what was the last thing you thought you did wrong?"
The floor was very cold, and Jiang Sizhen's teeth chattered up and down.
"I, I did nothing wrong."
He doesn't admit that he did something wrong.
Song Chunan smiled instead of anger: "It's very good, it's very good."
"We are an Internet addiction recovery center. As a result, you still want to go back to playing games. Isn't that what you did wrong?!"
Jiang Sizhen closed his eyes, he knew that the dog-like Teacher Song in front of him wanted to hear what he had to say, but he didn't want to.
He doesn't feel like he's done anything wrong.
What's wrong with chasing your dreams?
Song Chunan looked at Jiang Sizhen's look like a dead pig not afraid of boiling water, the ferocious expression in his eyes became more and more serious, and he suddenly smiled.
"It seems that I am still too gentle with you."
He sighed, his slender fingers resting on the buttons of the warm brown coat.
Jiang Sizhen is very slow to this kind of thing, he is only a 15-year-old boy now, he almost has the innocence of a child, but even the most innocent child, when he saw Song Chunan taking off his coat, he instinctively realized that something was wrong.
"You, what are you going to do?" Jiang Sizhen's voice trembled, he was really scared.
Song Chunan tied his hands to prevent him from breaking free.
"What do I want to do?" Song Chunan smiled flamboyantly, like peaches and plums in March, holding a bright wind and a bright moon.
"You'll know after a while."
The slender and round nails he cut traced his beautiful lip shape on Jiang Sizhen's dry lips, lingering ambiguously.
"You...you are sick!" Jiang Sizhen's eyes widened in horror.
In his limited life experience, he really didn't know what a person like Song Chunan was.
The only thing that is credible is that he is sick.
Song Chunan hated hearing such words. He said coldly, "All the books you are usually asked to read have been read into the dog's stomach?"
He held down Jiang Sizhen's twisting body and pulled out the belt.
Jiang Si really didn't move.
His eyes widened, filled with bloodshot eyes.His father had whipped him with a belt, and he was afraid.
He wanted to hide, but his hands were bound and he couldn't hide.
He tried hard to curl his body into a ball, hid his hands behind his back, and arched his body, exposing his chest.
"Don't fight, don't fight, please..." Jiang Sizhen begged bitterly.
Song Chunan ignored him, he flicked the belt, Jiang Sizhen subconsciously closed his eyes, and his body shook violently.
He didn't feel the pain from the belt pulling on his body, and slowly opened his eyes, only to see Song Chunan throwing the belt on the ground and walking towards him.
No matter how dull Jiang Sizhen was, he knew what Song Chunan wanted to do.
He screamed loudly and struggled so hard that it actually made him break free. His nails, which hadn't been cut for a long time, scratched a deep scratch on Song Chunan's face.
Song Chunan frowned, the skin on his eyelids was broken, and tiny drops of blood oozed out. A violent emotion welled up in his heart, so he took an electric shock baton from the side and turned it on to the maximum speed, and hit his arm hard. according to.
The skin and flesh made a scalding sound, Jiang Si really stopped struggling, and collapsed on the ground as if dead, like a body without a soul.
"I hope you don't reject me no matter what in the future." Song Chunan warned word by word, and then mercilessly pressed another stick on the place where he received the electric shock.
Jiang Sizhen's eyes ooze rational tears.
Tonight was the worst nightmare he wanted to recall.His body is not under his control, it is at the mercy of Song Chunan.
He didn't know it at the time, but Song Chunan even took a photo of him and posted it on the social network. Since then, rumors of his abnormal sexual orientation have spread throughout the small city of J City.
Even if he goes home, he will never have a foothold.
"Tomorrow is Chinese New Year, I hope to see you here again the day after tomorrow."
Song Chunan whispered in his ear, like a gentle whisper between lovers.
Other children spend their childhood in candy piles, which are so sweet and boring.
But Jiang Sizhen's childhood was lackluster, and the musty smell in the air was always with him, making him breathless heavily.
Jiang Sizhen's birthday is in early spring.
But there is often no spring in City J, only the whistling north wind.
Jiang Sizhen avoided all the people and sneaked into a corner, holding some leftover steamed buns from the morning in his hand.
"Mimi, Mimi." He squatted on the ground and called softly, a cat with dull fur suddenly jumped down from the high barbed wire nimbly, then moved its mouth to Jiang Sizhen's hand, sniffed with its nose twitching, Finally, he backed away a few steps in disgust.
Jiang Si was really helpless. Once the steamed buns were frozen by the cold air, they had long since lost their original softness and sweetness, but were as hard as biochemical weapons.
No, even this long and thin cat dislikes the steamed buns in his hand.
Jiang Si really had no choice but to put the steamed bread in the palm of his hand to warm it up.
He cherished his hands very much. When Song Chunan hit him, he also hit the places on his body that were covered by his clothes. He would not leave obvious marks on such conspicuous places as hands.
Jiang Sizhen was very grateful for Song Chunan's caution.
He stayed in this ghostly place for more than half a year, and finally waited for the opportunity to go home - the Spring Festival.
The perennially gray place like the Internet Addiction Rehabilitation Center also has a touch of festive red.Two bright red lanterns hung on the cold gate.
The cat moved its head closer, rubbed its furry ears on Jiang Sizhen's knee, then stuck out its tongue to lick away the crumbs.
Jiang Sizhen patted the cat's head.This stray cat didn't know when it climbed over the barbed wire and came in. Its fur was colorless and tangled together like a clump of weeds.
This is a silly cat.
The Internet Addiction Rehabilitation Center claims that it is a charitable organization that has no curative effect and does not charge money. Therefore, it is conceivable that the food for these students is ridiculously poor.
No student would save his own food for an animal.
Jiang Si really thought that he might be as stupid as this silly cat.
He secretly fed the cat for several months, and it became a little fleshy from the initial skinny.
Jiang Sizhen has a sense of accomplishment.
He smoothed the cat's fur slowly, and the cat narrowed its eyes comfortably and hummed softly.
Jiang Sizhen was also whispering to the cat: "Mimi, do you know?"
"I am Krell, number one in the national server, and my rank is Master 100 points."
"I almost became a pro gamer..."
These words were actually polished by Jiang Sizhen, and participating in youth training may not necessarily make you a professional player.But there is no one else here, Jiang Sizhen can brag based on his own interests, and no one will refute him.
"I will definitely win the championship in the future!" His eyes were bent into a crescent, and he narrowed his eyes with a smile, very determined.
Although he is in prison now, he is still young.Youth is his greatest capital, he is only 15 years old, and he still has one or two years to stand up to his consumption.
He hasn't played a game for a long time, and he doesn't know where his master rank has fallen.
But his hands are okay, his talent will not disappear suddenly, and he is also reviewing the gameplay of every strong jungler in his mind every day.
He always believes that one day, there will be such a day, he will be like a leaping roc, soaring up to [-] miles.
When it was almost dark, he walked slowly towards the dormitory.
As the New Year approached, the students had to go home. The adjutants were afraid that they would go back and gossip. Recently, their attitude towards them has become a little more kind, but only a little bit.
In this kind of place where electricity consumption is strictly controlled, the lights in the dormitory are turned off before eight o'clock.
Taking advantage of the hazy moonlight, Jiang Sizhen sneakily took out a can of drink from the safe area formed by the bedside and the corner of the wall.
This is a bottle of Nutrition Express with dirt on its mouth.
This was the bottle that Uncle Wang, the owner of the internet cafe, offered him to drink to celebrate his reception of the youth training invitation. At that time, no one noticed, but he secretly brought it here and hid it today.
This bottle of Nutrition Express has been unsealed a long time ago, and it has been kept until today. The original white liquid has long since turned cloudy and yellow. Jiang Sizhen took a sip, the bitter taste almost made him retch.
He was also celebrating, celebrating that he was about to leave this damn place, possibly never to return.
Just as he was nestling in the cold thin quilt and thinking about the future, someone pushed the door open.
The doors here are never locked, so that the trainers drag away the offenders at night for punishment.
Jiang Si really stopped breathing.
His mind quickly remembered what he had done today. He didn't overstep the rules. Those people, those people shouldn't be here to look for him, right?
He was shaking nervously all over his body, and he broke out in a cold sweat in the cold weather.
A slight sound of footsteps slowly walked over one bed after another, and finally stopped in front of him.
"I know you're not asleep," the visitor bent down, lifted the quilt covering his head tightly, and said slowly, "196, come on, come with me."
Song Chunan said: "Let's go to classroom A-3 to celebrate the New Year."
I won't go - Jiang Sizhen's lips were trembling, he really wanted to scream, but he didn't dare.
Under Song Chunan's increasingly smiling eyes, he shivered like a shelled shrimp, but no place was safe, so he could only accept his own death in despair.
Song Chunan carried him easily, put his palms on his neck, and wrapped them loosely in an ambiguous way.
"You did three things wrong today." Song Chunan's voice was rarely light, as if he had encountered something extremely pleasant.
"First, you secretly fed the cat behind our backs; second, you didn't hand in the things you brought in from outside."
In classroom A-3, Song Chunan threw him to the ground and looked down at him condescendingly.
"It's not a big mistake—"
"Tell me, what was the last thing you thought you did wrong?"
The floor was very cold, and Jiang Sizhen's teeth chattered up and down.
"I, I did nothing wrong."
He doesn't admit that he did something wrong.
Song Chunan smiled instead of anger: "It's very good, it's very good."
"We are an Internet addiction recovery center. As a result, you still want to go back to playing games. Isn't that what you did wrong?!"
Jiang Sizhen closed his eyes, he knew that the dog-like Teacher Song in front of him wanted to hear what he had to say, but he didn't want to.
He doesn't feel like he's done anything wrong.
What's wrong with chasing your dreams?
Song Chunan looked at Jiang Sizhen's look like a dead pig not afraid of boiling water, the ferocious expression in his eyes became more and more serious, and he suddenly smiled.
"It seems that I am still too gentle with you."
He sighed, his slender fingers resting on the buttons of the warm brown coat.
Jiang Sizhen is very slow to this kind of thing, he is only a 15-year-old boy now, he almost has the innocence of a child, but even the most innocent child, when he saw Song Chunan taking off his coat, he instinctively realized that something was wrong.
"You, what are you going to do?" Jiang Sizhen's voice trembled, he was really scared.
Song Chunan tied his hands to prevent him from breaking free.
"What do I want to do?" Song Chunan smiled flamboyantly, like peaches and plums in March, holding a bright wind and a bright moon.
"You'll know after a while."
The slender and round nails he cut traced his beautiful lip shape on Jiang Sizhen's dry lips, lingering ambiguously.
"You...you are sick!" Jiang Sizhen's eyes widened in horror.
In his limited life experience, he really didn't know what a person like Song Chunan was.
The only thing that is credible is that he is sick.
Song Chunan hated hearing such words. He said coldly, "All the books you are usually asked to read have been read into the dog's stomach?"
He held down Jiang Sizhen's twisting body and pulled out the belt.
Jiang Si really didn't move.
His eyes widened, filled with bloodshot eyes.His father had whipped him with a belt, and he was afraid.
He wanted to hide, but his hands were bound and he couldn't hide.
He tried hard to curl his body into a ball, hid his hands behind his back, and arched his body, exposing his chest.
"Don't fight, don't fight, please..." Jiang Sizhen begged bitterly.
Song Chunan ignored him, he flicked the belt, Jiang Sizhen subconsciously closed his eyes, and his body shook violently.
He didn't feel the pain from the belt pulling on his body, and slowly opened his eyes, only to see Song Chunan throwing the belt on the ground and walking towards him.
No matter how dull Jiang Sizhen was, he knew what Song Chunan wanted to do.
He screamed loudly and struggled so hard that it actually made him break free. His nails, which hadn't been cut for a long time, scratched a deep scratch on Song Chunan's face.
Song Chunan frowned, the skin on his eyelids was broken, and tiny drops of blood oozed out. A violent emotion welled up in his heart, so he took an electric shock baton from the side and turned it on to the maximum speed, and hit his arm hard. according to.
The skin and flesh made a scalding sound, Jiang Si really stopped struggling, and collapsed on the ground as if dead, like a body without a soul.
"I hope you don't reject me no matter what in the future." Song Chunan warned word by word, and then mercilessly pressed another stick on the place where he received the electric shock.
Jiang Sizhen's eyes ooze rational tears.
Tonight was the worst nightmare he wanted to recall.His body is not under his control, it is at the mercy of Song Chunan.
He didn't know it at the time, but Song Chunan even took a photo of him and posted it on the social network. Since then, rumors of his abnormal sexual orientation have spread throughout the small city of J City.
Even if he goes home, he will never have a foothold.
"Tomorrow is Chinese New Year, I hope to see you here again the day after tomorrow."
Song Chunan whispered in his ear, like a gentle whisper between lovers.
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