[Han Zhang] One thought

40.

The eight seasons passed by in a hurry. During the annual vacation, Zhang Xinjie really accompanied Han Wenqing back home. Although this meeting ended in failure, it also successfully started the long and difficult road of reconciliation between Han Wenqing and his family.

In fact, Zhang Xinjie, a "reliable colleague", played a very good buffer role in the middle. With Zhang Xinjie at the dinner table, at least Han Wenqing would not overturn the table with a word of disagreement.But when the relationship between the two became transparent, this happy journey came to an abrupt end.

Zhang Xinjie wasn't wronged or upset, but disappointment was inevitable.But he had to pack up his emotions, and the playoffs were just around the corner.

To everyone's surprise, Team Excellent Era, which had changed its "leader", not only failed to enter the playoffs as it wished, but was even thrown directly into the "elimination zone", and needed to go through the knockout rounds to return to the league.

There was an uproar in the public opinion for a while, but Team Tyranny did not put too much energy on this old opponent. They also encountered Waterloo - they lost to Team Misty Rain in the first round of the playoffs, and suffered a "round trip".

Team Misty Rain was by no means a weak team, but for a team like Tyranny who had never missed the semi-finals and was even a frequent visitor in the finals, such a defeat was unacceptable.

The fans finally turned their attention away from Excellent Era, and turned their anger and disappointment to the home team they had supported for a long time. The most terrible thing was that at this moment they could no longer throw the "pot" away like they did three years ago Give it to Zhang Xinjie.

All the spearheads were pointed at their former hero, Han Wenqing who was still the captain of Tyranny today.

With the eight years of commercial operation of the alliance, the fans' romantic feelings have long been swept away by the wave of commercialization. No matter how determined the "sentimental party" is, it will inevitably be shaken, even the most idealistic Tyranny fans in the entire alliance. Subconsciously accepting the logic of business—they began to ask: Is Tyranny's consistent operating model of "using love to generate electricity" still applicable to the current alliance?

There is a more acute question hidden behind this, no one has said it, but it has been clearly revealed - will Tyranny give Han Wenqing a three-year 3000 million contract for a veteran whose career is nearing the end of his career? Some are too "dangerous"?

Maybe it's time for Tyranny to review... Some people compared this defeat to Lin Jingyan's loss to Tang Hao in the All-Star Game - even though Han Wenqing helped the veterans get back on the field at the time, it was not enough to make up for the current situation. The pain of a playoff loss.

Zhang Xinjie finally closed the forum webpage, but the turmoil in his heart could not be cut off directly like the webpage - he had already passed the stage where he would be troubled by gossip on the Internet, but the current situation is different from the past, the center of the storm It wasn't him, but Han Wenqing.

In the end, he went to knock on the door of Han Wenqing's dormitory, but to his surprise, no one opened the door for him.

Isn't Han Wenqing in the house?

He went to the training room, lounge, and even the small garden downstairs of the club. He also carefully considered the possibility of Han Wenqing returning home immediately after the season ended, and finally came to the conclusion that Han Wenqing should be in the dormitory, Just didn't open the door for him.

He almost trotted all the way back to the door of Han Wenqing's dormitory, and when he knocked on the door again, he brought a trace of determination, as if he was going to force his way in if the other party didn't open the door.

"Team Han? Captain?" Zhang Xinjie knocked on the door so hard that his palms hurt. "Actually, you're inside, right? You open the door first, and we'll have a good talk."

There was still no movement in the room, Zhang Xinjie finally lost his patience completely, and slapped the door hard, the shock made his palm numb and his skull buzzing.

"Han Wenqing, is there something wrong with you!" Zhang Xinjie yelled for the first time in his life, his voice echoed in the empty corridor, and there was a strange echo, "Is there anything that cannot be said in person? Locking yourself up can solve the problem? Force me to call you a coward, right?"

As soon as the words fell, Han Wenqing opened the door with a "wow", and gave him a helpless look: "Can you let me be quiet for a while?"

Zhang Xinjie suddenly met Han Wenqing face to face, only to find that the other person's face was full of exhaustion, the corner of his jaw still looked tense, but his eye sockets were bloodshot.

At this moment, he was already regretting his indiscriminate words, but Han Wenqing had already beckoned him to enter the room, and his cheeks were relaxed, looking like an old squirrel, who couldn't hide anything in his cheek pouches I can't wait to pour everything out.

He let Zhang Xinjie in, closed the door behind him, turned around and walked to the balcony.Zhang Xinjie was stunned for two seconds behind him, and then followed closely. The balcony of the dormitory was not spacious, and it even seemed a bit crowded after two people stood there.However, Han Wenqing's balcony is in an excellent location, not only can he have a panoramic view of the sky full of stars, but he can even follow the direction of the starlight all the way to the coastline.

But at this moment, both of them are not interested in such a beautiful scenery. Han Wenqing is half leaning on the railing, looking into the distance with empty eyes, while Zhang Xinjie is looking at Han Wenqing with a complicated expression, staring at his side face, as if brewing say something.

"looking for me?"

"Actually, it's nothing..." The other party pointed out the question first, but Zhang Xinjie carefully considered his words, "Why didn't you open the door for me?"

"did not hear."

Zhang Xinjie was at a loss for words for a moment, but he was not in a hurry to expose this clumsy lie. He hesitated and reached out his hand, patting Han Wenqing's shoulder.

"I'll stay with you for a while, it's better than you being bored alone."

"Hmm..." Han Wenqing responded, turned around slowly, stretched out his hand as if he wanted to hug Zhang Xinjie, but in the end he just put his arm loosely around his waist, looked over Zhang Xinjie's shoulder, and looked to the other side looking in the night sky.

That side is no longer the empty and stretching coastline, but the lights of thousands of houses in the center of the city.

"I've been thinking, is it time..." Han Wenqing coughed twice, his voice sounded a little hoarse, "All the players in the same period as me have almost retreated, and my own state is also declining , Is it the right choice to continue consuming..."

"It was you who persuaded me not to be influenced by the comments on the Internet..."

"That's different," Han Wenqing shook his head frankly, and interrupted him, "You just debuted at that time, and you were on an uphill road, and paying too much attention to the opinions on the Internet will only slow you down; but now I myself go from bad to worse , I don’t need to read what is said on the Internet, I also know what state I am in..."

"But you still want to keep fighting, don't you?"

Han Wenqing was startled when he heard the words, and opened his mouth, but in the end he couldn't say anything.

There was no wind in Q city this night, but it was not hot. The ocean current brought a humid atmosphere, which made the cicadas downstairs not so annoying.

Zhang Xinjie wanted to continue to say something, but he had already seen Han Wenqing clenched his fists, his brows were gathered together, his cheeks were tightened again, and his face was full of gritted teeth.

"I still want to try again," he lowered his head and stared at his fist, his voice lowered, "I don't want to admit defeat yet..."

Zhang Xinjie only felt his throat tightening. For a while, he wanted to wear a vest like Ji Leng back then and fight [-] rounds with the "black fans" on the Internet. Then he felt that he was ridiculously childish, and he hadn't improved at all in so many years.

Han Wenqing turned his head and seemed to see through what he was thinking: "Don't be sullen about me, it has nothing to do with you, don't get yourself involved."

Zhang Xinjie didn't speak any more. He looked up at Han Wenqing's face, and felt that the face was no different from his memory.

Although there are traces of the years, they are not beyond recognition.

But for e-sports players, he is indeed a "veteran".

Zhang Xinjie often joked with the players of the same period that the time concept of professional players is distorted. The timing units are competition day, training day and "season", and those under 30 years old will be considered "old people"... At this moment Understand the cruelty of this "view of time"—Han Wenqing has reached the time when he needs to fight with the years.

But at this time, he was helpless, there was no tactic that could pull Han Wenqing out of the mire of time, he could only take a step forward, hugged Han Wenqing slowly, and buried his face in his chest.

"What's wrong?" Han Wenqing was stunned by this sudden action, and he froze for a while, before he thought of raising his hand and patted the back of his head, "I'm the one who went wrong, why are you wronged?"

"I'm not..." Zhang Xinjie didn't raise his head, his voice sounded muffled, "I just want to help you..."

"What can you help me?" Han Wenqing couldn't laugh or cry, "Can you stop me when I'm old?"

"I'm just..." Zhang Xinjie's face was still buried in Han Wenqing's chest, and his voice was already choking. Han Wenqing suspected that he was crying, and wanted to pull him up. After pulling him for a long time, the other party still remained motionless.

"Cried?"

"I do not have……"

As if to prove what he said was true, Zhang Xinjie finally raised his head. His forehead hair was messed up, his glasses were crooked, and his eyes were a little red, but he did not shed tears.

Han Wenqing sighed, reached out to help him straighten his glasses, and patted his shoulder: "Everyone has this day."

"I know—but I also want to fight again..." He raised his head and looked at Han Wenqing seriously, "I don't want to just admit defeat like this—as long as you still want to fight, I will always be by your side. "

"But what can you do?"

"Let me try," Zhang Xinjie said in an unusually resolute tone, "It doesn't matter if I come up with a solution, formulate a new tactic, or tear down Tyranny's entire tactic system - there will always be a way..."

Han Wenqing frowned, as if he still wanted to shake his head, but when he met Zhang Xinjie's eyes, he dismissed the idea instantly.

What he saw was the sharp light in Zhang Xinjie's eyes. The green bamboo shoots that broke through the ground four years ago had now grown into green bamboos that soared into the sky and towered above the sky. They could already support Tyranny's sky.

Han Wenqing only felt unreasonably at ease, he nodded, as if he was finally relieved: "Okay, I will leave it to you in the future."

TBC