[Han Zhang] One thought

24.

The five seasons passed so quickly, and what was left for the audience was nothing more than a few backs.

The "little magician", who once amazed everyone, restrained his weird play style in the middle of the season, but also led Tiny Herb to a higher height—they won the first team championship in team history. The champion left his name on the summit of the throne.

Another impressive figure is Sun Zheping of Team Hundred Blossoms, who hastily announced his retirement due to injury after the end of the season. The free market was looking for someone who could take over Blossoming Chaos, but they found nothing for a while.

But Tyranny's players didn't have much thought to spend on these gossips. After a short rest, the whole team devoted themselves to preparing for the next season, especially a team like Tyranny who had tasted the sweetness of reaching the top. The ambition to compete for the championship is like a raging fire, which burns more and more vigorously.

The turmoil about Zhang Xinjie had already been dispelled by the discussion about the new champion, but a new turmoil was set off again soon - some people began to compare Tiny Herb's championship hero, Fang Shiqian, with Zhang Xinjie: the same treatment, He also helped the team win the championship, but Fang Shiqian seemed to play more flexibly and maneuverably, while Zhang Xinjie appeared rigid, stubborn, and inflexible in comparison.

"I don't know how to work around..."

Zhang Xinjie sat on the sofa in the lounge, holding his mobile phone, muttering to himself.

"Why do you keep checking whether these things are available or not?"

Han Wenqing's voice suddenly came from behind, Zhang Xinjie was taken aback, turned his head suddenly, and met Han Wenqing's frowning face.

"Just curious."

At this time, Zhang Xinjie naturally wouldn't be frightened by the sudden appearance of Han Wenqing. He calmly moved aside to make room for Han Wenqing, but Han Wenqing didn't intend to sit down, he just patted Over Zhang Xinjie's shoulder, he said in a deep voice, "These people won't understand Glory better than you."

"I know," Zhang Xinjie paused, seeming to be choosing his words carefully, "I'm just thinking about the 'workaround'..."

"No need," Han Wenqing cut him off decisively, "Tyra has its own tactical system, so there is no need for external interference."

"I understand, but you may have also noticed that since the middle of the season, Wang Jiexi's style of play, and even the entire Tiny Herb team's style of play has changed..."

"That's their business. They need to change. We don't have to worry about it."

"But--"

"Come on, when are you going home? I'll take you to the airport."

"I don't plan to go back." Zhang Xinjie met Han Wenqing's eyes calmly. "I want to stay and help the guild. Didn't I hear that Glory will raise the upper limit of the level soon? It is estimated that there will be a large demand for materials by then."

"It's early..."

"There's always something wrong with planning for a rainy day."

Han Wenqing also gave up on arguing with Zhang Xinjie. After becoming a partner, he gradually discovered the difference between his new deputy team and Ji Leng—if Ji Leng had hidden needles in the cotton, and pricked him twice to wake him up from time to time. Well, that Zhang Xinjie is completely soft on the outside and strong on the inside—in a sense, he is even more stubborn and rock-solid than himself.

It is said on the Internet that he "doesn't know how to adapt" actually has some truth. He has his own principles and style of doing things, and he is not easily shaken.At this time, Han Wenqing was no longer worried about the comments on the Internet interfering with his judgment. In fact, he very much hoped that Zhang Xinjie would stay and help - Tyranny needed him, and he needed him too.

What kind of experience is it to brush up the dungeon with Han Wenqing and grab the wild map boss?If time went back three to five years, Zhang Xinjie might be so excited that he would go to the forum to post a bragging post, but at this moment, he just calmly manipulated the priest's trumpet to follow behind the boxer, casting skills in an orderly manner, and commanding the team by the way battle.

In the online game, Han Wenqing delegated authority more thoroughly, not interfering with Zhang Xinjie's command at all, and even playing where Zhang Xinjie dictated.Zhang Xinjie also understood his intentions, and completely freed Han Wenqing when arranging tactics, allowing him to do whatever he wanted in the team.

He needs to rest.

The conquests in the professional league had exhausted him. In the online game, Zhang Xinjie would rather let his captain return to the original state where he was happy and unrestrained, and let himself do other things.

With the support of professional players, the Baqixiongtu guild has gained a lot. Zhang Xinjie has also quickly established prestige in the guild, and even attracted a large number of applications for the guild. Among the accounts that applied to join the guild, the proportion of priests was as high as 60% .

"Are these people crazy? Why do we need so many treatments?"

The president complained in the channel in a low voice. Zhang Xinjie wasn't annoyed when he heard that, but just said flatly: "President, just watch and accept it. Control the proportion of occupations. By the way, be careful not to let other guilds take the opportunity to infiltrate."

For a while, the channel was completely silent. Although the tradition of sending "undercover agents" between guilds had a long history, after Zhang Xinjie mentioned this point, the strings in everyone's hearts were stretched.

Zhang Xinjie didn't say anything more. He took off his earphones and exited the game. When he turned his head, he found that although Han Wenqing had taken off his earphones, he was still staring at the screen in a daze. After a while, he tilted his head back and looked at the empty ceiling. Preoccupied.

Most of Tyranny's players have already gone home for vacation. At this time, there are only the captain and vice-captain in the training room, guarding a row of empty computers.In such an empty environment, Zhang Xinjie actually detected an unusual aura in the air.

"team leader?"

Han Wenqing suddenly heard his call, turned his head, and glanced at him with weak eyes: "Can I help you?"

"what's up?"

"My head hurts a bit..." Han Wenqing pointed to his temple.

Zhang Xinjie was taken aback for a moment, but immediately understood, stood up, walked lightly behind Han Wenqing, put his fingertips on the temples on both sides of his forehead, and gently massaged them.

The strength in his hand was just right, Han Wenqing still closed his eyes, but his eyebrows relaxed a lot, and he seemed to be enjoying it.

"It's summer, why are your hands so cold?"

"intrinsic."

"If you move more, the blood circulation will be better."

"I run every morning... and go to the gym in the evening."

"Call me for your morning run next time. I think I should move properly, otherwise I won't be able to handle it when I get older."

Zhang Xinjie froze, and he instinctively wanted to answer "You are only in your twenties", but on second thought, after Wu Xuefeng, Lin Jie, Wei Chen, and Ji Leng, the oldest players in the league, retired one after another , Han Wenqing has indeed become the oldest "veteran" in the league.

"Help me press it for a while."

Han Wenqing was aware of his lack of focus, but he didn't point it out. He just said to himself: "There are many excellent rookies in the alliance. Wang Jiexi in the third season, Huang Shaotian in the last season, Zhou Zekai in this season... Pushing the waves forward, I don’t know when I will die on the beach.”

It's really unbelievable that these words came from Han Wenqing's mouth - Zhang Xinjie is not to blame for his carelessness, in the hearts of everyone in Tyranny, Han Wenqing has always been that indomitable image, how tired is it to carry Tyranny on his shoulders?I'm afraid even Zhang Xinjie, the vice-captain, can't tell.

"If you're tired... just take a rest."

"It's okay," Han Wenqing paused, and suddenly opened his eyes, his gaze was like a lone star in the vast night sky, "Are you tired?"

"I—I'm fine, too."

"Let's go out and relax." Han Wenqing sat up straight, signaling Zhang Xinjie to stop, "Clean up, I'll take you out for a walk."

"Where?"

"Let's think about it," Han Wenqing actually crossed his arms and pondered seriously, "Go to the aquarium and have a look."

"Aquarium—" Zhang Xinjie looked embarrassed, "It should be full of people now, right? And it's just in time for summer vacation, so there should be a lot of students..."

"We don't wear team uniforms, we wear a hat, so we shouldn't be recognized by others."

Zhang Xinjie finally acquiesced in Han Wenqing's terrible proposal - they were wearing short-sleeved shirts, jeans, and peaked caps, squeezed into the crowded crowd of the aquarium, quietly looking up at all kinds of marine life swimming past their heads .

"Have you been here before?"

"No," Zhang Xinjie replied honestly, "I made an agreement with my roommates in the youth training camp that I would come... but they were all eliminated, and I was the only one left."

"Well," Han Wenqing nodded, his eyes still looking at the school of fish swimming above his head, "I heard that you didn't get along well in the youth training camp—isn't that good?"

"Before, I really didn't handle it well in terms of interpersonal relationships."

Han Wenqing turned around in surprise and looked at him, but Zhang Xinjie just shrugged calmly and met Han Wenqing's surprised look: "It's okay to say that I don't fit in. I was busy training at the time, and I was young and ignorant. , the heart is also high, it will inevitably make people feel difficult to get along with - in fact, I didn't mean it."

Han Wenqing nodded: "Understood."

"Captain?" Zhang Xinjie was confused by his two words.

"Old Yang said before that we are the same kind of people. I didn't understand it at the time. Now that I think about it, it is indeed so—" Han Wenqing frowned and looked at the people around him. He was wearing a hat with the brim blocking his view , but Zhang Xinjie could still feel a trace of firmness in his tone, "Actually, you don't care if you fit in with others, do you? You just want to do what you think is right."

Zhang Xinjie blinked in a daze, and slowly replied: "I just don't want to cause trouble to others. As for what others think of me, it really doesn't matter."

"You don't care what other people think of you, what if it's your family?"

"what?"

"If your family doesn't understand you, thinks you're wrong, thinks you're a disgrace to the whole family—"

Zhang Xinjie was completely stunned. He stared at Han Wenqing in a daze. For a moment, he felt thousands of words stuck in his throat.

He remembered what Coach Yang had told him, how the young Han Wenqing ran away from home, and had almost severed ties with his family... But he dared not ask anything at this moment, and he couldn't say anything.

"Did Lao Yang tell you about those things?"

Zhang Xinjie nodded in embarrassment, but Han Wenqing didn't take it seriously, and continued: "I don't know what's going on in your family. I heard from Lao Yang that your parents support you in this business, but our family is not like that." What’s going on—I’m basically cutting off ties with my family now, and they treat me like they don’t have my son, and I treat myself as an orphan.”

Zhang Xinjie opened his mouth dumbly, and they finally stopped in the jellyfish aquarium. All kinds of jellyfish were floating above their heads and in front of their eyes, interweaving with the light in the aquarium to create a dreamlike scene. In the atmosphere, he turned his head to look at Han Wenqing, feeling that the face with tightly pursed lips in front of him was so unreal.

"Captain - things will get better."

"Really?" Han Wenqing looked over at him, his eyes still a little wandering.

Zhang Xinjie himself didn't have much confidence in his heart, but he still met Han Wenqing's eyes and nodded firmly.

TBC