This operation is familiar

As a gunsmith, no one dared to say that he handled it well in front of Jiang Yiyao.

But this time is different.

Song Weisheng looked at Jiang Yiyao's back leaving the training area, and softly defended himself from sneezing, "Actually, it's okay."

Although he didn't know why Jiang Yiyao's operation at that time was so different from today's letter Z.

But at least they're the same person, and no matter how bad the sneeze is, it's not "average".

Song Weisheng glanced at the time, turned off the computer and went back to the room.

Lying in bed unable to fall asleep, I took out my phone and searched for a question.

Do people really lose their memory?

The answer is, yes.

Amnesia may be caused by trauma to the brain. Patients will lose some memories of the past in a short period of time. Although current medical conditions can help patients recover, it cannot completely guarantee that patients will not have any memory loss after treatment.

To put it simply, it's like having a general anesthesia operation. I know everything before and after the operation, but I don't have any impression of the memory during the operation.

It's just that normal people were in a deep sleep during the operation, but Jiang Yiyao was awake, and moved into his house with his suitcase.

Song Weisheng put down his phone and thought for a while, maybe he happened to appear in the process of Jiang Yiyao's "surgery". After the "surgery", he recovered with the patient and disappeared from the memory of the patient that should have been sleeping.

Then will he still think of me?

Will he, never remember?

the next day.

Song Weisheng sat up from the bed in a daze, looked at the time, and immediately stepped on his slippers and rushed into the bathroom.

It's already 07:30, if I get up a little later, I'm afraid I'll miss breakfast.

Fortunately, he moved quickly. After a simple wash, he changed into a tower uniform and walked out of the room refreshed.

When I went out, I happened to meet Shen Huai, and Song Wei greeted him with a smile, "Vice team, good morning."

Holding a folder in his hand, Shen Huai also smiled and said, "Good morning, what time did you go to bed yesterday?"

"It should be around two o'clock." Song Weisheng went downstairs with him. He only remembered that he had been thinking about Jiang Yiyao last night, and went to bed after thinking about it. He didn't know exactly what time it was.

Seeing that he didn't even have dark circles under his eyes, Shen Huai couldn't help sighing: "It's good to be young, as long as I pass 12 o'clock now, I can no longer tap the keyboard."

Song Weisheng suddenly remembered that he was going to retire, and his grinning smile slightly subsided, "Vice team, are you really going to retire at the end of this year?"

"Well, I will retire after the end of the regular season, at the end of December. So you must work hard during this time, and strive to integrate into the team as soon as possible."

Song Wei stopped laughing, he knew that retirement would be a particularly cruel thing for all veterans who love the professional stage, and wanted to say something to Shen Huai, but Shen Huai patted him on the head gently with the folder, "What's wrong?"

Song Weisheng couldn't help asking: "Will the deputy team feel sad... or regret it?"

Shen Huai said: "Of course I will be reluctant to give up, but I have no regrets. I stayed in the tower for 8 years and won the championship with God Z for 6 years. Such a glorious past will never make me feel regretful. And I His hand speed is really not good, this stage is still left to you young people."

He spoke generously, but when he went downstairs, he stood motionless in the hall, his red eyes staring at the training area for a long time, and the hand that wasn't holding the folder curled up tightly.

Song Weisheng wanted to say sorry, but Shen Huai had already recovered, "It's okay, although I won't play games with you in the future, I will still be responsible for some events and stay in the club."

"really?"

"Yeah." Shen Huai shook the folder in his hand, "Now I have started to understand the work there."

When they came to the restaurant, the two took their breakfast and sat in a seat not far from the front.

Li Fanxi and FX just finished eating, came over to say hello, and went back first.

Song Weisheng drank two mouthfuls of millet porridge, and found that Shen Huai had been flipping through the contents of the folder since he sat down, eating absent-mindedly, frowning and sighing softly from time to time.

Song Weisheng thought, the deputy team has played games for 8 years, longer than Jiang Yiyao joined the control tower, and suddenly he was transferred to work in the competition team, there must be many difficulties.

Sure enough, Shen Huai sighed again, and asked Song Weisheng: "What do you think about the live broadcast of active players?"

"Active players?" Song Weisheng thought for a while, "As long as it doesn't affect the competition or training, it shouldn't be a problem to drive for a while, right?"

Nowadays, most of the full-time anchors of the major live broadcast platforms are retired professional players, or better online game players. Although the league does not expressly stipulate that active players cannot broadcast online, there is another rule, [Professional Players are not allowed to participate in any online game activities, and are not allowed to disturb the technical balance at will], which leads to active players having nothing to broadcast, and can only hang on the platform to chat with fans, and the training time of the major teams is full, if you want to To start the live broadcast without affecting the training, you basically have to wait until early in the morning, not to mention that professional players will more or less have some economic contracts, and you can’t just choose the live broadcast platform according to your own ideas. It is necessary to communicate with the person in charge of the club and sign a tripartite agreement.

This is a completely commercialized matter. For active players, there are advantages and disadvantages, and it all depends on the choice of oneself and the club.

In fact, in the past few years, there were basically no live broadcasts of active players, and a few appeared later, all without affecting the team's training.

However, since the emergence of Storm Ocean, the live broadcasting of active players seems to have been completely promoted. After all, after professional players retire, fans have almost retired. Active players are at the peak of their skills. Doing nothing can attract countless fans to watch.

The money benefits brought during this period are immeasurable. Some players make more money by hosting a live broadcast than playing a regular game.

Then why play the game seriously?

During the live broadcast, just play some small games found on the Internet. You don’t need to practice all day and night, and you don’t need to overdraw your young body crazily. Why not do it?

Although Song Weisheng doesn't know the twists and turns here, but he saw a post in the professional forum before, and that post seemed to be complaining about this matter, saying that he didn't know when it started, the most important thing in the alliance seemed to be no longer I won the championship, but I started to see who has more fans and whose programs are more effective.

"Deputy team, should our team also sign a contract with the live broadcast platform?" Song Weisheng put down the porridge spoon and accidentally saw the content of the document in Shen Huai's hand.

That should be a commercial contract, and Party A is a big live broadcast platform.

Shen Huai smiled wryly, "The captain won't sign, so Bai Zong entrusted this job to me, and asked me to lobby again."

"Can you talk?"

"impossible."

"Hey, I guessed it."

"How did you guess that?"

"Because the captain said one thing and one thing."

Song Weisheng smiled with his eyes bent and trained for three hours a day, which he deeply understood.

Shen Huai put the contract aside and smiled, "Indeed, once he decides on something, no one can easily reverse it."

In fact, as early as 4 or 5 years ago, some commercial endorsements or live broadcast platforms have come to the door. After all, as a champion team, it is always the most eye-catching.

At that time, the professional league was just emerging, and countless temptations were in front of them. Whether it was money or fame, they were pulling this group of teenagers who were constantly striving for their dreams closer to the edge of profit.Some people like fame and wealth and naturally rely on it, and some people insist on their dreams and then naturally hide away after weighing the pros and cons.In recent years, the league has been calm on the surface, but in fact it has been corrupted by fame and fortune. Everyone wants to come to this circle to get a share. Even many professional players no longer come here for their dreams, but for money and fame. , rushing to squeeze out the last bit of value in this circle.

The days have changed, but some people have not changed.

"If you haven't experienced the purity at the beginning, you don't know the complexity of today. There are many people who want to pursue their dreams, but there are very few people who can put all their eggs in one basket and guard their dreams in such a big environment."

Song Weisheng sat at the dining table, quietly listening to Shen Huai tell him a lot, listening to him talk about the original alliance that had not been corrupted by fame and fortune.

He thought, this is probably the reason why Jiang Yiyao didn't accept endorsements or sign live broadcasts for a long time, right?

It is precisely because he has seen the original purity of the alliance that he cannot accept the current changes.

But with the development of the alliance, as more and more people were driven by fame and fortune, they ran in different directions, and he stood alone in the same place, didn't he feel lonely?

Shen Huai was going to send the folder to Bai Zong's office, Song Weisheng walked out of the restaurant, just in time to see Jiang Yiyao smoking a cigarette standing alone at the door of the dormitory.

He walked over slowly, next to Jiang Yiyao, and stood shoulder to shoulder with him.

Jiang Yiyao moved the cigarette aside and glanced at him, "What are you doing?"

Song Weisheng grinned and showed some small white teeth, "Stand with you for a while."

Jiang Yiyao didn't say anything, just let him stand like this.

The autumn is bright and bright, and the flowers and plants in front of the dormitory are coated with a touch of bright orange. The two of them have been quiet all the time, and no one has made a sound.

I don't know how long it took, Jiang Yiyao suddenly put his wrist across Song Weisheng's eyes.

Song Weisheng glanced at him first, then set his gaze on the watch on his wrist.

8:1.

"Ahhh-!"

Song Weisheng's pupils trembled, he turned around and ran, shouting anxiously while running, "I'm late, I'm late!"

Jiang Yiyao stood where he was and watched him enter the dormitory door, and smiled softly.