[Han Zhang] One thought

12.

The second year spent in the youth training camp did not leave any imprint on Zhang Xinjie's mind - the time passed quickly, all the heavy training, the difficult teamwork simulation, and being dragged into the online game by Ji Leng after training Helping the guild snatch the boss in the name of "experience" and Han Wenqing's roar in the training room all became a passing memory in the blink of an eye.

At the end of the season, Team Tyranny failed in the playoffs, while its old enemy, Team Excellent Era, defeated Team Hundred Blossoms with the "Flowers and Blood Scene", winning the professional league championship for the third time.

Tyranny didn't have much time to feel sorry for his ill-fated fate. After the season ended, the club directly held a press conference, announcing the retirement of Shi Buzhuan's operator, Meng Chao, and Zhang Xinjie, a rookie from Tyranny's youth training camp, would take over the healing role. .

Zhang Xinjie's debut didn't cause much trouble in the league - too many players made their debut this year. The swordsman player of Team Blue Rain named Huang Shaotian shocked everyone with his amazing language skills at the press conference. The media, and the newly won Excellent Era team, the rookie who debuted this time is a beautiful woman, which is even more eye-catching than an unremarkable rookie priest.

At this time, none of the media could have expected that this group of players who made their debut in the fourth season would be collectively called the "Golden Generation" in the future, and no reporter could have expected that these chatty swordsmen , a beautiful gun, a warlock whose hand speed is seriously below the standard, a mechanic wearing glasses, an elemental mage who uses a male account card, and this unremarkable priest in the eyes of everyone will become the power to change the entire alliance.

But Zhang Xinjie doesn't have the heart to care about these things. His career as a professional player is naturally very different from that in the youth training camp. He still has the last offseason to make the transition. The journey of the "rookie season"...

But he still made up his mind to go home and rest for a while. When he dragged his suitcase downstairs, he accidentally ran into Meng Chao who was also about to leave.

And Han Wenqing and Ji Leng who sent Meng Chao away.

The four of them squeezed into the elevator with their own ghosts, and no one spoke first.

The narrow space of the elevator seems to carry a period of Tyranny's old and new history. What's more, apart from Coach Yang who failed to register as a professional player from the beginning, Meng Chao is the first player from Team Tyranny to officially retire.

The comrades-in-arms who came up from a trench all those years ago finally came to parting time.

When the elevator door opened on the first floor, Zhang Xinjie unexpectedly saw Coach Yang standing outside the elevator door, as if waiting for everyone to arrive.

The five walked out of the club building one after another. The coach had already made the team's bus wait outside. Zhang Xinjie was taken aback by the sudden treatment for the main selection, but he still bit the bullet and got on the bus.The bus was empty, and it was not at all the passionate and heroic scene he had imagined. The people around him all looked disappointed, and even Zhang Xinjie was infected with a sense of loss.

He is not a sentimental person, on the contrary, he can always pack up his emotions properly and never show them to others, so he looks extraordinarily indifferent.At this moment, he and Han Wenqing were sitting together, Meng Chao and Ji Leng were sitting together, the coach was sitting alone in the back row, and the driver was driving quietly, only the roar of the car engine could be heard in the car.Han Wenqing took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, turned his head to look at Zhang Xinjie beside him, and stuffed the cigarettes back into his pocket.

"What are you going to do when you get home?" Ji Leng asked suddenly.

This question did not specify the target, but it was obviously not about himself, so Zhang Xinjie remained silent. After a long while, Meng Chao answered, "I didn't think about...doing business, or going to a technical school or something... "

There was silence in the car again, this time, it seemed that even Ji Leng was struggling to organize his words and couldn't speak for a while.

Zhang Xinjie is not familiar with Meng Chao, or rather, he is not familiar with Meng Chao outside the arena. What he knows more is the Meng Chao who is resting on a stone, who is like a string of binary codes, rather than the flesh and blood in front of him. Meng Chao.

He felt cruel—what does career mean to him?

Maybe one day, I will also experience all this, so what should I do then?

The speed of the bus was very steady, and after about an hour, the airport was already in sight.

After the car stopped, everyone got up and scrambled to get their luggage. Ji Leng and his coach helped Meng Chao carry his bags, while Han Wenqing took Zhang Xinjie's suitcase from the luggage rack and stuffed it into his hands.

Zhang Xinjie was stunned for a moment, took the suitcase, and pressed his palm and Han Wenqing's wrist hastily, feeling a scorching heat.

He and Meng Chao walked to the security checkpoint of the airport lobby one after another. Meng Chao stopped first and waved at Han Wenqing: "Captain, deputy team, don't send them off. I'll just go in by myself."

"Take care, and have a good journey." Han Wenqing finally uttered the first sentence of the journey, eight concise words.

"Well," Meng Chao nodded at Han Wenqing, then turned around and patted Zhang Xinjie on the shoulder, "Do it well, I'll leave it to you."

Zhang Xinjie was startled, then nodded solemnly.

He didn't have much contact with Meng Chao. Frankly speaking, players in the same team and profession, even if one is an official member and the other is a "reserve", still have a little bit of a competitor.What's more, in the fiercely competitive e-sports circle, the successor is also the gravedigger, and his appearance is undoubtedly a thorn in Meng Chao's heart.Therefore, he tried his best to avoid dealing with Meng Chao in the past year, and now the first conversation had come, and it was time to say goodbye.

But he still couldn't say words of comfort—parting was too heavy, but words were too light.

But Meng Chao seemed much more relaxed. He continued to pat Zhang Xinjie on the shoulder, picked up his luggage and walked towards the security checkpoint.Zhang Xinjie greeted the people behind him, and dragged his suitcase, preparing to go through the security check.

The three of Han Wenqing watched the two figures disappear into the crowd from a distance, and then greeted Ji Leng and the coach to return to the club.

The return bus was even more empty than when it came, Ji Leng was still sitting by the window, the seat beside him was already vacant, he rested his forehead on the window and looked towards the direction of the airport.From time to time, there are planes taking off or landing in the air. It is unknown which plane will take away their teammates and who will bring them to them.

"Finally this day has come..." Ji Leng sighed and said in a low voice.

"When did you become so sentimental?" Han Wenqing asked aloud, he was still sitting where he came, and the person next to him by the window was replaced by a coach.

"Actually, are you sad too?"

Han Wen paused for a moment, then leaned back: "How can I have time to be sad?"

"It's not a shame to be sad, don't hold back everything in your heart."

Han Wenqing didn't speak anymore, but the coach poked his head out and gave Ji Leng a wink.

But Ji Leng still said to himself: "Sooner or later, I will leave Tyranny too, so don't cry when the time comes."

"Get out." Han Wenqing replied with a dark face.

The coach on the side burst out laughing—he and Ji Leng, the two "old fritters" who were the first to team up with Han Wenqing to run rampant in the game, were naturally not afraid of Han Wenqing's anger—seeing him like He shook his head thoughtfully, then nodded again: "Actually, you are all of the same kind..."

"Who is the same as who?" Han Wenqing was confused by this sudden sentence.

"You, and Zhang Xinjie."

"he?"

"Hmm..." The coach nodded and leaned back, "Actually, he is very meticulous, but he keeps everything he likes to himself, making everyone think he is indifferent..."

"You think I'm meticulous?" Han Wenqing pointed at himself in disbelief.

"At least...you are not as rough as outsiders think."

"Hahahaha..." On the other side, Ji Leng laughed and leaned back and forth, resting his forehead on the back of the seat in the front row, rubbing his stomach with his hands, looking as if he had already died from laughter.

Han Wenqing glared at the two of them angrily, then continued to fall back into the seat, closing his eyes and resting his mind.

The flights of Zhang Xinjie and Meng Chao did not stop at the same boarding gate, so they separated after passing through the security checkpoint. They simply said hello and went their separate ways.

However, his heart was not at peace, his mind was in a trance, and his feet fluttered until he boarded the plane. He sat in his seat and felt light all over his body, as if he was sitting on a cloud.

After two years of polishing, his mind has matured day by day. He was never nervous when holding a press conference, but at this moment he inexplicably felt unsteady, with no foundation under his feet and no support around him...

But he also inexplicably thought of Meng Chao's sentence "I'll leave it to you" just now, and remembered that he accidentally touched Han Wenqing's hand in the car, and all kinds of chaotic thoughts rose in his mind, and they frantically flowed out like boiling water. All kinds of strange bubbles burst forth.

After he took over the mission of "taking over the stone without turning" a year ago, he thought over and over again about a question - what can he do for Tyranny?

A year later, he officially became a member of Tyranny, but this question was still unresolved.But a thought gradually became clear in his mind - as a treatment, he should protect the whole team.

To Han Wenqing, this might just be an unintentional remark, but it took root in Zhang Xinjie's mind and grew into a firm belief.

Many years later, looking back on the past, Zhang Xinjie may realize that the gears of fate often start to rotate in a single thought, and every seemingly absurd thought will find its destination in the wind like a seed, land, Sprout.

His chaotic thoughts made him forget to pull down the sun visor when the plane took off, but the flight attendant did not criticize him. Looking out of the window, he could see the outline of the city and the long coastline, the calm sea and the city in his own The sight became farther and farther away, and finally blurred into a vast blue.

He turned around, pulled down the visor, took out the blindfold from his backpack and put it on, leaned back and began to doze off.

He just fell asleep in such a daze, and his dream was full of intermittent and incoherent images - he seemed to be playing Glory, only the chaotic battle sound effects could be heard in the earphones, and his fingers seemed to have died from the rapid typing of the keyboard. He lost consciousness, and on the screen in front of him, the priest he manipulated actually used an attack skill on an enemy character in front of him.

This absurd scene woke him up. He fumbled to take off the blindfold, only to realize that the plane was about to land.

Do priests have attack skills?His mind was in a mess, but he didn't have much time to think about it. The plane had landed, and he set foot on the land of his hometown again, but this time, "hometown" was not a return journey for him, but a journey. The beginning of a new journey.

TBC