Reborn as a rival fanboy [E-sports]

In the early morning, before dawn, the team training room on the sixth floor was empty, only the computer screen in Ji Mingchen's cubicle was still on.

Ji Mingchen was still wearing yesterday's suit, propping his head, eyes half closed sleepily.

He nodded his head and regained consciousness, his eyes were bloodshot.

"Damn, Eagle, why haven't you left yet? You won't..."

Tea, who got up early to practice guns, entered the training room with a yawn. Seeing that Ji Mingchen was still there, he yawned halfway and frightened back, "You didn't sleep all night, did you?"

Ji Mingchen glanced at him and closed the curtain of the compartment.

"..." Tea shut the door for no reason, touched her nose, turned her head and left.

Ji Mingchen lost his sleepiness after being disturbed by him like this.He rubbed his brows, turned to look at the screen, his sleepy eyes widened suddenly.

【Fall has passed your friend application】

He hurriedly pulled over the chair and sat down, clicked on the friend list, and Fall's name was displayed at the top with a green word "new".

Ji Mingchen felt his heart beat faster.

【Fall invites you to join the team】

!!!

Will it be him?

Looking at this system prompt, Ji Mingchen suddenly became timid.

After calming down, his idea was really unbelievable. Is there really such a thing as resurrection from the dead?

But if it wasn't for him, who would be able to do almost exactly the same operation as him?

If it was really him, how did he spend this time...

Thoughts were rolling in his mind, and before he hesitated for a while, his body was more honest than his brain, and the hand that pressed the mouse unconsciously clicked on the invitation.

[Fall joined the voice channel, the current voice channel has one person]

Ji Mingchen quickly grabbed the earphones and put them on his head.

[SFM-Eagle joined the voice channel, the current voice channel has two people]

"Hello?" He cleared his throat, sat up straight and tried to speak.

The small speaker behind Fall's head lighted up.

"Hello? Are you talking?" The small speaker turned on again, but there was still no sound. Ji Mingchen frowned slightly.

The microphone is broken?

He turned up his voice a little, "Why don't you speak?"

The horn on the Fall avatar lit up again, with a harsh sound of current buzzing, and then a rough male voice, "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Believe my eyes! Ahhhhh I'm so excited..."

The expression on Ji Mingchen's face became stiff.

No.

not him.

The male fan in the headset was still howling loudly and frantically confessing his love.

A huge sense of loss flooded over like a tide.Ji Mingchen suddenly felt a little tired. He took off the earphones, lowered his head and buried his face in his palms. After a while, he raised them again.

How is it possible... How could such a thing as resurrection from the dead really happen?

He was really out of his wits.

Fall's voice speaker was still green, and Ji Mingchen didn't glance at it from the corner of his eye, clicked to exit the game, stood up, pushed the chair back to its original position, and walked out of the training room.

"What's the matter, my Young Master Ji... I'm working hard to investigate, and the results will be available soon, please wait a little bit..."

Wang Zhengping just touched the fish for a while, thinking about making a cup of coffee early in the morning before going to work, and then helping Ji Mingchen check yesterday's account. Unexpectedly, the man pushed open the door of his office and came in before the coffee was drunk. up.

Ji Mingchen had no expression on his face. Although he was always like this, after all, Wang Zhengping dealt with him the most frequently, so he could see something was wrong, "And...what happened again?"

"It's nothing." His voice was a little hoarse, "Forget about what I told you yesterday."

"What?"

"Fall, there's no need to check it." Ji Mingchen left after leaving these words. The two of them didn't even meet their eyes from the beginning to the end. Wang Zhengping's eyelids twitched, and he always felt that something important happened that he didn't know about.

Coming out of the office, Ji Mingchen went to the bathroom to wash his face with a handful of cold water.

The eyes of the person in the mirror are blue now, and the bloodshot eyes look a little scary.

He had quit smoking for several years and was about to make a comeback. He reached out and touched the pocket of his trousers, only to remember that he had smoked the pack of cigarettes in one go yesterday, leaving only a lonely lighter.

Holding the lighter in his hand and pressing it twice, Ji Mingchen took out his phone, looked through the contacts, and dialed the number.

"Hello? Brother Mingchen?"

Hearing the small voice from childhood to adulthood, he suddenly lost control of his emotions, so he quickly took a breath.

"Brother Mingchen?" He asked again without hearing a response.

"I'm here." Ji Mingchen put the lighter back into his pocket, and tore off the team uniform he was wearing in yesterday's live broadcast with one hand, "Are you free now? I want to drink with you."

"Yes! How do you say it? It's still the same place?"

"Well, I'll be there in a quarter of an hour."

After hanging up the phone, he pressed the elevator to pick up the car in the parking garage and went straight to his destination.

Fa Xiao Cen Hao had been standing at the door for a long time, and when he saw him coming, he greeted him with a smile. When he approached, he was not surprised to see the frustration exuding from Ji Mingchen's body, "I was still thinking about when you will find him again." I was drinking, so I called."

"There's been a lot of training matches recently." Ji Mingchen finally looked a little better when he saw him.

"Hey." Cen Hao took his shoulders, "Come on, come on, the boss told me that another batch of good wine was served today, and the Baumkuchen you ordered last time, the pastry chef also specially made it. "

The two of them sat down in an elegant seat separated by a screen, Cen Hao poured Ji Mingchen a full glass, and took a sip from the bottle himself.

"Tell me, looking at you like this, is it related to him?"

Ji Mingchen's little thoughts that have been hidden in his heart for many years come from him, Cen Hao.

It was Cen Hao who fell in love with Falconer first, and Ji Mingchen was not very interested in e-sports, a new thing at first, but in the end, not only did it really smell good, but he also plunged into it enthusiastically, and became completely addicted.

Whenever Ji Mingchen came to Cen Hao for a drink because he was bored, he knew that it was probably related to Falconer's matter. The last time the two of them got drunk was the day of the funeral after the accident.

That was also the first time Cen Hao saw Ji Mingchen cry.

Now this person's condition is not much better than that day, Cen Hao glanced at Ji Mingchen, who was sullenly taking a few sips of wine.

"Do I sometimes..." Ji Mingchen put down his wine glass, and the words twitched around his mouth. His family education since he was a child made him unable to say this word, even though he heard Yu Jiaheng say it countless times.

"Stupid?" Cen Hao answered for him.

"Ah."

"That depends on when. To be honest, it's quite normal to feel stupid. The most terrifying thing is to be stupid without knowing it." Cen Hao patted Ji Mingchen's forearm, "If you realize it, it means you have realized it. Well."

"Do you believe in... resurrection from the dead?"

Cen Hao didn't expect him to change the subject so quickly, he froze for a moment, "Uh... I don't really believe it."

After a while, he seemed to think of something, his eyes widened, "It's not what I thought, is it?"

Ji Mingchen thought he understood, and smiled wryly, "I'm afraid that's what you think."

"..." Now Cen Hao was also speechless.

He knew that his childhood friend had fallen in love with that e-sports player for several years, but he didn't expect it to evolve to this extent.

come back to life?

"You want to disband the club because of this? This project is too... at the forefront of technology. I'm not hitting you. To be honest, if you really plan to go this way, my buddies will definitely support you, but I guess There will be no progress for dozens or hundreds of years, and your beard will be white by then..."

Hearing what Cen Hao said became more and more outrageous, Ji Mingchen knew that he had misunderstood, "No, you are thinking too much."

Did he think too much?What else does it mean to come back from the dead?

Shouldn't it be...

Cen Hao's face was serious, "Tell me honestly, have you seen the psychiatrist who contacted you before?"

The second time Ji Mingchen heard someone mention a psychiatrist, he raised his eyes in surprise, "Why see a psychiatrist?"

It's over, this is because I have been thinking too much and have hallucinations, and I have started to resist the psychiatrist, which is serious.

Seeing Faxiao's complexion getting heavier, Ji Mingchen was also a little nervous, and lowered his voice, "I was playing ranked yesterday, and I was matched with a passerby, and he used a flying sniper on me."

The affectionate script that could not be stopped in Cen Hao's mind was suddenly cut off, and he was stunned, "What?"

"It was last year's World Championship, where he killed me and TOP's thieves with this two-shot attack. I met someone in ranking yesterday, and he would do this trick."

Cen Hao couldn't connect the two things for a while.

Ji Mingchen took the wine bottle and filled another glass, "I suspected that the person was him, but I added friends and found out it wasn't."

He laughed self-deprecatingly.

Fa Xiao finally understood, looking at Ji Mingchen who was drinking sullenly, his eyes were full of complexities.

"Hello gentlemen, here is the Baumkuchen you ordered." The waiter came over and put two exquisite pastries on the table, breaking the atmosphere of silence.

This is messed up, this Baumkuchen is also Falconer's favorite, he originally thought that looking at things and thinking about others would make Ji Mingchen feel better, but he didn't expect things to develop like this, isn't this just rushing to make trouble for others?

Cen Hao rubbed his hands in embarrassment, and Ji Mingchen didn't want to touch this dessert.

"Huh? You still make Baumkuchen here?" When they were about to say nothing, a male voice came from the open dining area next to them.

The voice was a bit familiar, and Cen Hao and Ji Mingchen both turned their heads to take a look at the same time.

It was Gu Wangan, and his cheap brother Cen Han.

"Since when did your brother become so familiar with the Gu family?" Ji Mingchen felt even more agitated when he saw Gu Wangan's face similar to Yu Jiaheng's, and turned his gaze away.

Cen Hao thought that if he didn't go home for 800 years, how could he know this.

"Maybe let's play games together. He seems to be very interested in TS recently."

Ji Mingchen let out a "huh" and continued to ask without interest.

Only the VIP customers of this store can come in and dine in the private seats. The privacy here is very good. You can see the outside from the screen, but you can’t see the inside from the outside.

But the sound insulation effect is obviously a bit poor.

"Brother, hey, I didn't say that, you really have to think carefully if you want to come to SFM. Not everyone can bear Ji Mingchen's stinky face like someone owes him 800 billion."

Gu Wangan's loud voice seemed to be speaking in their ears.

Ji Mingchen's face turned dark.

"Oh, it's okay, God E's looks and voice, I'm pretty good at it. Let alone 800 billion, I won't lose even if I get the death penalty."

Cen Hao's eyelids twitched violently, and he glanced at Ji Mingchen cautiously.

Smelly brother, even the iron coop can't hold you?

The two chatted endlessly, and the chattering and chattering completely disturbed the atmosphere of their drinking. Finally, when they finished eating and left, Ji Mingchen stood up.

"Leave now?" Cen Hao scolded his stinky brother ten thousand times in his heart.

"Well, we'll meet again another day, thank you." Ji Mingchen patted him on the shoulder, turned around and went out from the private seat, and suddenly saw a half-drunk bottle of Feizhai Happy Water on the table where the two had eaten just now.

He frowned.

When did Gu Wangan get into the habit of drinking this?Don't you never disdain these junk foods?

Maybe it was Cen Han who drank it.

Ji Mingchen thought of the two people criticizing him every sentence just now, and twitched the corners of his lips in disgust.

It's really congenial.