18-year-old mid laner wants to play professionally

I did a live broadcast for a few more days, because the popularity was not bad, and the Master brought the live broadcast, the contract was signed smoothly, and the price given by the live broadcast platform was okay, but the live broadcast was a bit long.There are 100 hours of broadcasting a month, a basic salary of [-], and a [-]-[-] share of gifts.

Because considering that he might join the team in the future, Zhong Chenming didn’t sign for long, but signed for three months. At this point, he almost broke up with Super Management. With this, Super Management also suppressed a wave of prices. Originally, according to the popularity of his trial broadcast, It is impossible for the salary to be so low, but Zhong Chenming is really short of money. In order to understand this urgent need, he and the other party took a step back.

After signing the contract, and it was Friday, Zhong Chenming got up from the bed early in the morning and left lightly.

He didn't need to bring luggage, he just went out for a day, went back the same day, didn't even have a mobile phone, and went out with his ID card and money.

The early morning in June was still a bit cold, and it was still dark. Zhong Chenming looked around in front of the bus station, but he didn’t see any small vendors selling breakfast. Then he remembered that this city has done a good job in terms of city appearance. He hadn't seen the small vendor, so he could only reluctantly go to the convenience store to buy two steamed buns and a bottle of mineral water, and wait for the bus while eating.

Under the light from the convenience store, Zhong Chenming was sitting on the platform seat, next to him was a girl dragging luggage, and two men with troubled expressions. The train was so early that even those who started the morning shift hadn’t woken up yet. , and only those who rush to the train station or airport like him.

Before he finished his breakfast, the bus came. He sat on the bus, still a little sleepy, and didn't dare to take a nap, so he ate his breakfast and looked at the scenery outside the window.

It takes more than an hour to go to the train station by car from him, but there is no need to change trains, and there is a direct train.

Most of the small shops outside the car were closed, and only a few 24-hour shops were lit. After breakfast, Zhong Chenming looked over one by one. He no longer had the habit of playing with his mobile phone when he got in the car. Something was missing, just looking at the signboard of the shop, I always felt that I remembered many things and forgot many things.

In the past many years, he often took the bus from one end of the city to the other to participate in the competition. Before going, the atmosphere on the bus was either relaxed or tense. Just kidding, talk about what to eat after the game.

When they came back, some were happy, some were silent, and even quarreled in the car.

Or from one end of the city to the other, the warm smile of relatives after opening the door.

Those things seem to have happened many years ago, like dust floating in the light, floating in the memory, seeming to be specific and vague, trying to grasp the feeling of that moment, but clearly knowing that it is already in the past .

Outside the car window, the color of the sky gradually changed from dark blue to blue, and the clouds were also dyed with golden light. The reminder announced by the terminal sounded, and Zhong Chenming realized that the train station had arrived.

He seemed to be distracted for a while, and he reached the terminal.

It was as if he just slept in the hospital and got another life.

After a two-hour train ride, it was already ten o'clock in the morning when we arrived in Shanghai, and the LOL game started at five o'clock in the afternoon. Zhong Chenming first went to Baoshan District, where his home is.

At ten o'clock, his father should still be at work, his mother might be shopping at the vegetable market, and his sister is in high school. This year should be... no, the college entrance examination is over, and his sister should be at home.

Zhong Chenming found a small shop opposite the community and sat there for a while, ordered a glass of water, and kept looking at the entrance of the community.

After half an hour, he still didn't see a familiar figure at the gate of the community. He stared at the water in the glass for a while, and then walked towards the community.

Coming here again, Zhong Chenming felt a little strange and a little unreal.

He bought a house in another place in Shanghai. During the years when he gave up on himself, he didn't want to face his family. He seldom came back. He didn't expect to go home again, it was already a lifetime ago.

Zhong Chenming walked to his house and stood still. There were signs of peeling paint on the green anti-theft door. He habitually wanted to touch the key, but then remembered where he got the key.

Knock on the door?

Zhong Chenming stood outside the door, raised his hand, and then put it down again.

What should I say after knocking on the door?

He fumbled in his pocket, took out a pack of cigarettes, and remembered that every time he smoked, he would be scolded by his sister, so he put the pack back.

What should... what should be done?

Zhong Chenming grabbed his hair and sat down at the door, feeling very tormented.

Within a few minutes, a voice rang above his head: "Young man, what are you doing sitting here?"

Zhong Chenming froze for a moment, it was a fucking voice.

"Young man? What's the matter? Don't sit in front of someone else's house."

Zhong Chenming slowly raised his head, first his mother's pair of small leather shoes, then his shopping bag, his mother was still holding a big Gucci flower bag in her hand, looking at him inexplicably, it seemed that if he didn't leave, his mother would Shout out.

Zhong Chenming opened his mouth, but before he could speak, a line of tears fell down, he swallowed the word "Mom", and finally his brain started to work, and he made up a temporary excuse: "A... Auntie, is this your home? Sorry I went wrong."

"You're such a big boy, why are you crying? If you are bullied by someone, go to someone. What's the use of crying." His mother opened the door while talking, and when the door was closed, she suddenly thought of something. After fumbling in the bag, he handed Zhong Chenming a pack of tissues, "You can wipe it off, it's not good to just go out like this, the young man always needs to be refreshed."

"Thank you...thank you, Auntie."

"Why are you crying so much, young man? Come on in, do you want to sit down? Auntie sells a lot of food today, and two people can't finish it."

Zhong Chenming's eyes lit up for a moment, then darkened again. His fingers were tightly clenched together, and suddenly he couldn't utter a word.

"Mom, what's the matter?" His sister's voice came from inside the house, "Who's here?"

"Oh, it's okay, I met a young man who walked through the wrong door, and I asked him to come in for a while." His mother turned back.

Zhong Chenming wiped away his tears immediately, and forced a smile in front of him: "M...Auntie, no need, I'm leaving first, thank you, auntie, thank you."

"Eh? Come in and sit down, it's okay, what are you running, you young man."

The sound of conversation came from inside the open door.

"Mom, you don't know anything, so you invite someone to come in and sit?"

"I think he's a pretty good guy. He's fine. He looks really likable. Unfortunately, he didn't ask for his name. He said he went to the wrong door. He probably came from nearby. Maybe he just moved—"

boom--

The sound of closing the door cut off the conversation, and Zhong Chenming stood at the corner, slowly wiping away the tears that gushed out again.

It's been a long time since his death, and it looks like his family isn't in the shadow of his passing, and he's happy, really happy.

After standing at the corner for a long time, Zhong Chenming collected his mood, walked out of the community, and went to his father's company.

It was already lunch time, and his father was eating in the company's cafeteria. He took a look from a distance to make sure that everything was fine with his father, and then left.

His family members are all good, and now he can finally settle down and do his own thing.

Zhong Chenming wandered around this city full of his memories, and suddenly laughed when he saw the food that he thought was unpalatable and didn't want to eat, which he couldn't afford now.

In the past, he didn't have such a good mentality. On the contrary, he was quite explosive. This can be seen from his game style. He is aggressive and must kill. The pride in my heart is always there.

At the last moment, Zhong Chenming went to his own university. He was a college dropout to play a job. At that time, he had a big fight with his family, and he even seemed to have nothing to do with each other. But his family also accepted his idea later. , and even go to his games.

It's a pity that he is too old to play even if he is a student. He was already 20 years old when he started playing professionally. At that time, he also used great courage to make this choice. However, the final result, Not as expected.

After sitting in the university for a while, it was almost time, and Zhong Chenming went to Lujiazui.

The LPL is held here.

After going to the ground floor for dinner, Zhong Chenming got on the elevator and headed to the arena.

He is very familiar with this place, whether it is the player passage or the audience passage, he has walked through it countless times.

The sculpture at the entrance and the handprints of the professional players on the wall are just a little different in the surrounding shopping malls. The team uniforms have been changed many times, and now the team uniforms sold in the surrounding shopping malls are the latest team uniforms.

Zhong Chenming took a look at NGG's team uniform when passing by, well, NGG's team uniform is still so ugly, but MW's is much more beautiful.

Zhong Chenming glanced at the price again, and immediately dismissed the idea of ​​buying a set of NGG team uniforms. They used to be issued by the team, but they didn't expect it to be so expensive. The surrounding shopping malls must be stealing money.

After looking around, Zhong Chenming sat down in the middle of the arena. This is the seat he grabbed, and it is also the best place to watch the game in his opinion. The viewing angle is very good. You don’t have to look up to watch the game, but you can’t see the faces of professional players clearly. .

But he came to watch the game, so it doesn't matter if he can't see his face clearly.

As soon as Zhong Chenming sat down, the host began to warm up the venue. The venue was also full of people. Everyone was holding official support sticks, and Zhong Chenming was also divided into two.

He put the support baton aside, and didn't listen to what the host said, but turned his attention to the game computer behind the host.

The game is about to start, and some professional players are changing their peripherals. The keyboard and mouse for playing games and even some mouse pads are all brought by them. Using different mice and keyboards, the feel will be very different, which will greatly affect the performance. .

That stadium used to be the place where he fought, and he really wanted to go back there again, continue to fight there, fight with his teammates again, and continue to create their own miracles.

Thinking of this, Zhong Chenming's eyes suddenly darkened. Only one of his former teammates is still fighting on the field, carrying their dreams and moving forward.

This is also the reason why he wants to watch NGG games, he wants to see his teammates again, knowing that he is still fighting, that's good.

The lights change, the music plays, and the contestants appear.

The first game was MW playing DSK. After a brief warm-up, the game officially started!