The King is Difficult [E-sports]

[If you can make him land, let him stay in your arms]

In Shanghai in 2012, a day in midsummer.

A series of games such as SC2, WOW and DOTA have brought more and more attention to the entire e-sports arena. Players born in the 80s are still sticking to their dreams, and those born in the 90s seem to have grown up Now, it is quietly entering this field that was not recognized by the public.

At that time, LOL was still a controversial game.There is no official league, and there are not many famous teams and players. The only one that is well-known is probably the captain of the SE team who is unanimously praised by the seniors of the SC branch of the club.

That day, Hong Chen slept soundly on the narrow single bed with his head covered, and didn't get up until after lunch time—and when he could only rest his chin on the edge of the instant noodle bucket and wait for those few minutes, he would He thought, it was all because Ashes had been pestering him last night, so he had no choice but to double row with the other party until five o'clock in the morning.

The other party seems to be in high school not long ago, and he can only play games at night, so on weekends, he likes to twist him like last night and say: I have no class on Saturday, and I have finished my math homework, and I am going to copy my classmates tomorrow in English. Can you play with me more today, Hongchen.

——Although the content sounds like a plea, the tone is always cold and indifferent, and I can't figure out the meaning of acting like a baby.

"...Huh, he is still a 16-year-old kid." So Hongchen recalled when he first met the other party, and thought that this guy was a ruthless pretender, so he couldn't help shaking his head—unexpectedly, the other party actually There will also be times when he is so clingy, it is too childish, unlike himself, who is already a 17-year-old adult.

As expected, he had just installed the keyboard after eating and was about to go to the Internet cafe with his teammates to play a game, when he received a message from the other party asking if he would play later, so he replied casually: Have you finished your homework?I have something to do today, you can play by yourself first, and I will come back later in the evening to give you the skin of the new hero Haoyue~

After putting away the phone, Hongchen thought that he had perfectly captured the heart of this kid who was still in school and had no financial means, but unexpectedly the other party continued to say: You just need to come back early.I don't want skin.

Hong Chen was a little surprised, and soon, another message popped up: I want to play with you.

However, this made Hong Chen feel relieved and thought, it turned out that it was because he still wanted to row in double row.

Indeed, the two of them scored a lot of points in duo recently. If Hongchen couldn't help but criticize his teammates in the ranks, they would have already reached the top of the national server.

However, before stepping into the Internet cafe, Hongchen, who had bleached and dyed light brown hair, still felt that something was wrong, so while smoking a cigarette, he aggressively replied a line of words to this online dating partner who had not been dating for too long: Do you dare to accept the things I sent you? ?Be obedient, I will come back to you in a while.

Sure enough, within a few seconds, the other party was so frightened that he honestly agreed to accept it. Hong Chen threw the bag on the seat and quickly sat down among the crowd.

That game was still so boring that it was horribly boring. When he won the second round of Super God, which was the 14th head, Hongchen looked at the murder swords in his hands. Although he wanted to yawn, his throat Still uncontrollably taunting each other in the distance, the crowd soon became more excited, and a white-haired guy next to him almost jumped up to his face, Hong Chen frowned and glanced at him from the corner of his eye, feeling For a second, there was a question like "Which family dares to dye white hair and jump like this", but as a player who may soon enter the professional arena, he immediately continued to stare at the screen dedicatedly, using a set of Yuquan ended the game.

There was a lot of commotion around during the intermission. Hong Chen was used to people discussing things like "I'm so good at this top laner" and "I think the opponent is too good". But he just took two sips of his drink when he heard the words Someone retorted in particular to the person just now who said, "You're blind, don't the opponents all have 2000 points?" - he loved to hear that, but just as he was about to turn his head to look, his teammates stopped him and asked him who to choose for the next game. What kind of hero, he turned his head and said in a low voice with a smile on the corner of his mouth: I still choose a JB, I will play with a random hero.

In the middle of the night, the team once again relied on his outstanding performance to win a game with only a small bonus and no awards. The crowd quickly dispersed amidst discussions, and Hong Chen was also packing his things while thinking that maybe there would be more supper tonight. Some money, do you want to order a medium spicy crayfish to stimulate, but someone stopped him and suddenly asked him to sign his autograph - and from the sound, it seemed that he was the guy who had a quarrel with someone just now.

Hongchen was very excited, and he said "I actually have fans" several times in his heart, but for the sake of face, he suppressed the joy in his heart and did not confirm this, but rather pretended to sign that person and then Walked away with his teammates—just when he got in the car, he still talked to his teammates who were several years older than him. Someone asked me to sign an autograph just now, and he didn’t even care about his own stomach for the extra meal that night I couldn't afford it, so I forced to order extra spicy crayfish.

Shanghai is still the same prosperous metropolis since the Republic of China. The moon outside the gaps between the tall buildings is hazy, shining on the muddy wine glass of the boy without a hometown and his wandering nights, which he has long been accustomed to.

So, that was probably just a slightly happier day that was forgotten by the teenager who was content to eat crayfish.

One day Xing Yi woke up from Xiao Cun's arms, and found that his eyes were inexplicably blurred, but before he wanted to avoid it, the person who was hugging him had already been woken up by him, and at first he asked him in a daze, "What time is it?" ", but a few seconds later, the other party seemed to see his expression clearly with only a slit of eyes, and then became anxious: "Xing Yi? What's wrong?"

"Fuck," Xing Yi hurriedly wiped his eyes, but the action stopped inexplicably in the middle of the action. He gasped and couldn't swallow the crying, so a second later, he still hugged the other party tightly with his hands, willfully Let tears flow into that broad chest: "Xiao Cun...Xiao Cun—"

In the early morning of summer, the sparse sunlight came in early, and the other party panicked, and quickly hugged him tightly, so he could only gently wipe away the tears that flowed to his ears with the back of his hand, and kept repeating in a low voice, I am here, here, Be good.

So when Xing Yi tightly grasped Xiao Cun's clothes like this, he could hardly recall how long it had been since he last dreamed of Xing Qianyang.

——In the past, he always thought of Xing Qianyang.

Every time I skipped class and was caught and reprimanded, every time I stood in front of the stove with a bench to wash things and learn to cook, every time I stayed overnight in an Internet cafe for several days, and later, when I encountered any sad and sad times.

He has always been soberly aware that the dead father is an indelible shadow in his heart, but what he has never been willing to admit but has to admit is that that missing may have been his only sustenance.

——Yes, just last night, he dreamed of Xing Qianyang again after a long absence.

Obviously since being with Xiao, he rarely had such a dream again, but only this time, it was different.

The other party still has such an ageless face, in his 30s, but he looks like a 27-year-old boy except for the imperceptible wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, but Xing Yi seems to be able to see the vicissitudes accumulated over the years from his eyes. Old—even if, the age of the other party has long stopped turning.

The man was not wearing a familiar police uniform, but a clean shirt, just like he looked in old photo albums in the past.

"Bai Shan refuses to see me."

Then, his father said these six words to him heavily.

——The eyes seem to be crying, but they don't seem to be.

But then, his father smiled at him a little suddenly.

"Fortunately, Xiaoyi has found someone who can rely on each other for the rest of his life, so... Dad can go too."

For a moment there seemed to be a wind blowing around.

The wind blew that sentence scattered, Xing Yi was stunned for a moment, and the night was like mist, blurring the mottled brick lines between the shadows of the childhood building.He opened his mouth slightly and didn't dare to blink, and the familiar figure quickly disappeared at the end of the road, as if filling the last vacant night in one go.

Xing Yi stood where he was, his throat was trembling but he didn't speak, his footsteps were longing but he didn't move - when he looked up, the starry sky was so vast that it lit up the entire darkness, and the brightest stars flashed at him vigorously. quietly disappeared.

The early summer breeze was blowing coolly on his face - obviously he remembered that in the dream, he didn't cry.

It is also obvious that he has lived like him until now, and he has forgotten why he still has any reason to cry.

He seemed to be drifting on the sea with enough dry food, no matter whether it was a storm or a blue sky, it was just the scenery of one person.

When will he see the end, and where is the shore, he has no way of knowing, and he even begins to feel, why must he stay?

He passed by many places and met many people who were full of kindness and love for him. They said, Xing Yi, just stop here.But he smiled and refused one by one, and still chose to drift alone in the sea, spending every night and day.

He greeted and sent away many people, forgetting the destination and direction, but later someone said to him, it doesn’t matter, if you want to stay, I am this shore, if you can’t find a reason to stay, I will also do it for you Be this sea.

Wherever you are, you are in my arms.

So at that time, he knew that maybe, he really wanted to say goodbye to the past.

So one day, he lay down in this person's arms and shed tears. The other person was anxious and flustered and didn't know how to comfort him, and kept asking, "Is the game about to start and you feel a lot of pressure?" "Is it yesterday?" You promised me that I could raise rabbits, but I still don’t like it in my heart.” “Did I fall asleep last night and snatch your quilt?” At this time, the bluffing teammate in the next bed also woke up, but the one in his mouth questioned him. The sentence that the two were talking about early in the morning hadn't finished halfway, and it became "Xiao Chun, did you bully him?!".

In the familiar, soft bed smell, he still couldn't open his eyes, the light was jumping around him indistinctly, the two people next to him almost quarreled in his crying, one said, "What the hell did you do to yourself?" Clear, you can make Xing Yi cry, are you still a human", one said "Go away, don't come here, don't care about me", the former even shouted "You wait for me to find the captain" and his voice faded away , and finally left him with a soft knock on the door, which gradually brought him back to his senses from the dream.

Later, Xing Yi was hugged by Ji Chaoran from Xiao Cun's arms and asked, "How long have you been crying, Bai God, are you dizzy?" But before Ji Chaoran's hand covered his forehead, Xing Yi felt himself being pulled back into Xiao Cun's arms again Go, still tightly bound.

The sunlight was so strong that even the gaps in the curtains were not spared. Then, Xing Yi buried his eyes in Xiao Cun's shoulder sockets, and listened to a lot of laughing and fussing, teasing and worrying, and when he finally washed his face and rubbed his eyes At that moment, the eyes of a young man with long hair and curved lenses appeared in front of his eyes.

"Bai Shen, although it's a bit strange for me to say that suddenly...and you've been in our team for not too long, but sometimes I still feel...the team in the past is actually not suitable for you, and you are not suitable to be the captain—even if , your leadership ability is indeed very strong, and they really like you very much."

It was the first time that Xing Yi took a serious look at the pair of deep and gentle eyes under the whitish backlight on the thin body of the other party. Opening his eyes, he smiled at the noisy voices of the guys next to him, and said as usual: ...Stop making trouble, the training match is about to begin.

So in the quarrel that recovered from the little farce in the usual morning, what Li Yishi thought was too hypocritical and didn’t tell Xing Yi was that miracles and fate existed in every day—the doom of fate might have already begun. , who can know.

A few days later, the opening match of the LPL Summer Split was held as scheduled.

The IS team and the SE team saw three rounds in the long-lost and most enthusiastic cheers from the fans of both sides. In the end, they returned with a strong monologue and scheduled the headlines for the next week.

It's a pity that after the jungler and ADC taunted each other "this MVP must be my father", the indifferent top laner won the MVP of two victories.

When bowing to the audience, Xing Yi seemed to be on the field and saw Bupo's figure, but this time the opponent was no longer always standing in the front row because of the relationship of the team as before, so even Xing Yi didn't know if he had misread it.

However, as long as the fan's figure is still familiar, perhaps, it is enough.

After the game, the official media came to interview, and the cameras took many pictures of Ji Chaoran and Xiao Cun's faces. Chi Yang protested "You guys take more pictures of me too", but it didn't work. Li Yishi pulled him back and let him Sit down obediently, and the reporter also asked at this time, can Baishen talk about the goal of this season?I guess at least it has to return to the LPL championship.

However, under the familiar lens, Xing Yi, with a hooligan smile familiar to all audiences, answered four words for the first time: relegation is fine~

As for the fact that after this interview was posted, a lot of other LPL players in the hot comments on Weibo made troubles and said that he would call Xing Baowei in the future, that's a later story.

At the end of the game that day, Xing Yi only received a message from an unfamiliar number, with black letters on a white background and sincere feelings: Captain, I know I am not qualified to come to you, but I still want you to add me back... I My WeChat ID XXXXXX, my Q/Q number XXXXXX, my phone number XXXXXXXXXXXX, you have to add them back, Captain.

——Signed, Fan Jiashu.

It was only then that Xing Yi remembered the silly little guy who was blocked by himself because he was too annoying and didn't listen to the warning, so he was so helpless that he could only lower his head and laugh. In the end, Xing Yi still blushed and replied ashamedly: wait for me a while.

One day in the winter in Shanghai, there was a light snow that melted on the ground.

Xing Yi sent away Ji Chaoran, who was about to become his new teammate, blocked the little guy who had been shaking his heart, and deleted all his previous photos. Then he lit a cigarette alone and walked in the bustling city. on a familiar road.

The street lamps radiated light far away, which should have been dim and blurry, but it made his eyes hurt a little.Later, the snow also began to fall on the tip of his nose, but he didn't know whether it was cold or gentle.

At that time, he didn't know where the road under his feet was leading. His past, his ideals, his brothers and teammates, his responsibility as the captain, and all his fans who hoped that he would lead the team forever, were all of them. At the age of 21, he could not bear and solve the sadness alone.

But he was used to being independent, used to being sheltered from the wind and rain at a high place, and he thought he had no choice.

The night wind mixed with snow flakes blew on his face that finally shed tears. He didn't even have to scold himself for being an idiot, and he couldn't finish wiping off the liquid, but he still took out his phone for some reason, and couldn't help but look at the work. The address of the team he was about to go to that the staff had sent him.

At that time, he seemed to have willfully forgotten his maturity and strength, and cried very sadly.

However, that may be because he didn't expect that all the good things are waiting for him in the future - all just waiting for him to land, waiting for him to stay.

——"You not only passed by, you will meet us again."

(End of main article)

The author has something to say: I hesitated a lot while editing and editing, and it was a while late. I am really, really sorry! !This chapter will give you red envelopes, remember

The white hair in the Internet cafe back then was Ou Yue, I mentioned it before, I'm afraid everyone will forget 233

In the past two days, I have been listening to the ending song "Let her (he~) land" by Jinfenshijia. The lyrics are suitable in a sense except for the gender difference (don't care about the details~XD)?I just used two sentences, alas (

There are still some things that will be written in the extra episode~ I will start to update the extra episode on Wednesday morning~ There are still a lot of things to say at that time