Don't run after school

While taking the high-speed rail, Cheng Jin fell asleep.Waking up to a downpour of rain, the gloomy weather told of just how bad the day was going to be.

He posted a location in the family group, and after waiting for 3 minutes, no one ignored him.

In fact, he can go home if no one picks up, but he is just unhappy.

There is no sense of existence, and the feeling of not being noticed is very down.

Cheng Jin went to the supermarket at the entrance of the station to buy an umbrella in the rain, and then prepared to stand under the eaves and wait for a while, and then go to the intersection to take a taxi when the rain was lighter.

The rain in summer is violent and majestic.

Like a drum beating in the sky, thunder rolled in and beat the ground vigorously, and the rain also vented and poured down desperately.

Cheng Jin looked down at the clean white sneakers on his feet, which were soaked by the rain.

He posted a circle of friends very depressed - life is just two words, fuck it.

Zhou Baoshan quickly commented to him, life is just two words, fuck me.

Zhou Boshan is always so coquettish at critical moments.

It didn't take long for someone to send him a message asking: "Are you there?"

"Well, it's here. The rain is heavier than the deep rain." Cheng Jin's background sound was drowned out by the rain, and it was all clattering.

"No one picked you up?"

Cheng Jin was quite disappointed and replied "Yeah" to him.

Even if his father took him and beat him up, it was better than just ignoring him like this.

The main reason why Cheng Jin likes to fight against his father in adolescence is to get his father's attention, otherwise he will look like an unwanted child.

"You must be busy, you should hurry home and receive the beating."

Zhou Boshan's words came true, and when he returned home, he was really beaten head-on.

Cheng Jin just knocked on the door, and then picked up his mobile phone to dial a number, Cheng Dingfang opened the door for him just like when he made an appointment there, and raised his hand to shine two mouths on Cheng Jin's face.

The two loud slaps completely blinded Cheng Jin.

At that time, he only felt some tinnitus, a very long tinnitus, like the busy tone of the phone being hung up.

"You bastard, you still have the face to come back!" Cheng Dingfang was furious, and was about to kick Cheng Jin, but Ji Hui grabbed him.

"Okay, old Cheng, didn't you say talk nicely?"

Seeing his wife's face, Cheng Dingfang didn't do anything again, but roared at him: "Kneel down!"

Cheng Jin remained motionless, his eyes were as sharp as a sword, and he looked straight at Cheng Dingfang, with dissatisfaction written in his eyes.

"You..." Cheng Dingfang gritted his teeth, accusing him like iron and steel, "Your grandfather was pissed off by you, and now, I'm only happy if you pissed me off!"

"Don't talk about Lao Cheng, let the child into the house, both of you calm down." Ji Hui tried her best to pull Cheng Dingfang into the house.

Cheng Dingfang was really angry, his chest was heaving up and down non-stop, and he was blowing out his breath like a bellows. When he looked at Cheng Jin, his face was full of murderous expressions.

Cheng Jin pushed him away expressionlessly and entered the room, asking, "Where is my grandpa?"

Just like when he was in primary school, the first thing he asked when he rushed home must be: "Where is my grandpa?"

After being beaten by Cheng Dingfang, he was so wronged that he must have gone to find his grandfather and complained to him.

At that time, the little Cheng Jin hugged his grandfather and wept and said, "Grandpa, you are the person who loves me the most in this world. If you don't like me anymore, then my heart will be very painful."

Grandpa said: "Silly boy, Grandpa will always be on your side."

After a long silence, Ji Hui replied, "In the hospital, I will be cremated tomorrow."

This was too sudden for him, almost without warning.

Cheng Jin walked out in a daze, actually he didn't know where he was going, he just asked, "Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

"The last time you asked your brother to take you home, you couldn't say it back. At that time, your grandfather was already seriously ill. After hearing that you were fired, you were very emotionally unstable, but he kept refusing to let you know. This time, It's a sudden myocardial infarction..." Ji Hui said.

After listening, Cheng Jin was numb.

"Your father found you a new university. Although it's not as good as the University of Science and Technology, it's still a good one. Don't toss around outside. Come back and go to university. It just doesn't take much time, so just treat it as a vacation. I have a summer vacation." Ji Hui said.

"I don't." Cheng Jin shook his head.

"The major you study is actually the same as before, don't be disobedient, Jinjin." Ji Hui said.

"I do not."

Cheng Dingfang was enraged again, and yelled at him furiously: "Then what do you want to do?!"

Cheng Jin looked at him calmly and said, "I want to play games."

Cheng Dingfang frowned, and said two words, "Trash."

"Didn't you say I'm useless? I'll prove it to you. With my own efforts, I can get into a good university, the number one university in the country. You don't need to enter through the back door." After walking a few steps, he turned back, "Leave me alone in the future."

I listened to my family's arrangement in a daze, went to an ordinary undergraduate university, and then went to find a job. My life was dull, doing the same thing every day, with a constant salary.

He felt desperate just thinking about it, and grandpa definitely didn't want to see him like this.

Besides, he has already made an agreement with Zhou Boshan, if he breaks the agreement halfway, wouldn't it be tantamount to betrayal?

After Cheng Jin walked out of the house, he didn't open an umbrella. He was alone in the rain for a long time, until he was drenched.

When he walked to the nearby Internet cafe, everyone was looking at him, but he didn't care.

He doesn't want to surf the Internet at all, he just wants to find a popular place to sit, and then do nothing, just stay there.

After staying for a while, Xingbei sent him a news link, saying that China's e-sports also has a national team, and now League of Legends has been officially listed as one of the e-sports events, and PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds has been listed as an exhibition game.

Xingbei: "Are you super excited? I didn't expect that we would have an e-sports national team before. When will eating chicken be listed as an official competition? Do you think we can really wait until that day?"

Cheng Jin lit a cigarette, frowned and took a puff, then replied, "As long as this game is not pornographic, as long as I am not old, I will keep playing."

Not far away.

It's really not far away, this era is getting better, and the environment of professional e-sports is getting better and better, people can see hope.

Xingbei: "There will be a live broadcast of the regional competition tomorrow. Although we can't go, we can watch the match."

Cheng Jin will watch this without him reminding him, but it doesn't matter to him whether it will be broadcast live or not, he will send his grandfather away first.

On the [-]rd, Zhou Baoshan found that there was an extra sum of money on his card, ten thousand.

He is very familiar with the four digits at the end of the card number, and he hasn't changed them for many years.

This money, which will be credited on time every month, comes from my father. It is like a tacit understanding. My father is telling him that I am still living in this world.

Compared with the sensible four children in their family, Dad is more like a child.

He always fell in love with different women, and then spent two months with them like a happy vacation, and finally broke up in embarrassment.

He had drunk countless times and pulled Zhou Baoshan with red eyes and said: "I live in so much pain."

Zhou Baoshan said, "You can calm down now."

He shook his head, "Do you know how art is created?"

Zhou Baoshan didn't want to hear it at all, and lowered his head to express his irritability. This man always talks about his art, which in his opinion is completely fake.

"Art is born in filthy places." Dad smiled, "Let the artist live in poverty, lose his loved ones, and experience parting, so that he can be sensitive and painful. Then let him be entangled and disintegrated, so that he can create a thoughtful creation." Works. Let him be whipped every day, so that he can be sober and independent."

Many people become a real artist only after they become insane.

"If possible, I hope you don't learn to draw in the future." Dad said, patting him on the shoulder.

The two little curly hairs will have to go to kindergarten next year, and the cost will be even higher. Zhou Baoshan wants to take all three of them to the capital.

Thinking about these things makes my head hurt.

On the day of the game, he sat in front of the computer and watched it with great concentration.In fact, he was not very interested in the game at first, and only played it in order to have more common topics with Cheng Jin.

The live broadcast officially started, the commentator's voice sounded, and he sent a message to Cheng Jin - the live broadcast has started, please turn on your computer and watch it.

He didn't receive a reply for a long time, and he didn't receive a reply until the end of the game.

Later when Zhou Boshan saw the end of the game, Lu Yang appeared at the awards ceremony, handed out medals to everyone in the championship team, and then announced: "The members of the winning team can directly enter our club to play the game."

The purpose of this competition is already obvious, that is, the major clubs are poaching people and holding them for the purpose of cultivating newcomers.

It's a pity that they missed an opportunity to prove themselves.

"Brother, brother, when will brother Chengjing get fat?" the second child asked him sleepily after drinking the milk.

"It's probably coming soon. What, you miss him?" Zhou Baoshan gently wiped the corner of his mouth with her thumb.

"I want to hear him tell me stories." The second child said, "Otherwise, I can't sleep well."

"Look, I'm used to you. Didn't you sleep well before listening to stories?"

"I just want to become a fine brother, you quickly make him fat."

Zhou Boshan picked him up, went upstairs and said, "Zhou Zhou, you should take a shit."

"I do not want."

Zhou Baoshan covered his mouth, "No, you want to."

On the day of the competition, Lu Yang sent a message to Cheng Jin—"Hey, why didn't I see you at the competition? I remember you signed up."

"Did something happen, kid???"

Cheng Jin didn't reply to him, and he didn't watch the live broadcast and didn't plan to watch it.

A week later, when he returned to Rongcheng with his backpack, he wore a peaked cap on his head.

When he came back, he didn't tell Zhou Baoshan, he was already in the yard, and saw Zhou Baoshan chasing the little curly in open crotch pants all over the yard with a paper in his hand.

"Stop for me." Zhou Baoshan pointed at the back of the second child and said, "Don't run away, it won't be wiped off after it's dry."

The second child ran very happily. When he saw Cheng Jin came back, he jumped up happily, then hugged Cheng Jin's thigh and called: "Brother Cheng Jing!!!"

Cheng Jin held his butt and held him in his arms, kissed him and said, "Miss me?"

Zhou Boshan: "Don't hug him."

Cheng Jin ignored him, and continued to hug the second child and asked, "Do you miss your brother? Huh?"

The second child nodded, then raised his hand to touch the red and black peaked cap on Cheng Jin's head.

"Why are you wearing Little Red Riding Hood? Have you joined the ranks of volunteers?" Zhou Boshan asked.

Cheng Jin raised his hand to take off his hat, and a bald forehead appeared in front of Zhou Baoshan.

His head was so bright that it could almost reflect light, the second child grabbed his head and took a bite, leaving a watermark with a click.

"Hey, brother Chengjing, your head is like a ball."

"Get out." Cheng Jin said, "I don't care about your childish words, I want to put the blame on your brother."

"Why did you shave it all of a sudden?" Zhou Baoshan asked.

"Shave the hair." Cheng Jin raised his eyebrows, two sword-like thick eyebrows slanted into his temples. This hairstyle not only did not affect his appearance, but made his compact and three-dimensional facial features more distinct and more heroic. .

The second child was playing with a hat, and Cheng Jin carried him into the room and asked, "What did you guys do just now? As soon as you entered the door, you looked like you were chasing a chicken."

Zhou Baoshan coughed, and said unhurriedly: "Just now the second child didn't wipe his butt after going to the toilet..."

"Fuck me?" Cheng Jin immediately dropped his hand and threw him on the sofa when he heard it, "Won't you remind me?"

"I fucking told you not to hug him at the beginning."

Cheng Jin: "..."