I cried, I pretended [e-sports]

"Does it have to be so unselfish? Must it?"

"Young people have their own solutions."

"Brother, if you tell Nian Huajiao, you can go to the river outside the base to salvage my body the next day."

Yi Baixun: "It's impossible to lie for you."

"The solution for you young people is to drop out of school and live broadcast, and cheat elementary school students of their money?"

"That's not a river, that's a river. I can pay for a salvage team."

Yi Baixun didn't ask further, Ning Yue was relieved and at the same time had no choice but to drop out of school.

In the evening, Ning Yue received a call from Nian Huajiao.

Downstairs in the garden, the street lamp at the door illuminated the place.Ning Yue leaned against the corner of the wall with a cigarette in his mouth, with a very headache and irritable expression.

Nian Huajiao had been talking on the phone for 10 minutes.

"Ning Xiaoyue, Ning Xiaoyue, you are really becoming more and more lawless! I give you so much money a month just to let you play games?...Don't talk about those things with me, I I know that you are a minor now, do you like men or women? I have taken care of you? You fought with people eight times in one semester and I scolded you? You were almost expelled when you were in junior high school. I went to school and told you How many nice words?"

Nian Huajiao herself suffered from the lack of much culture, and her entrepreneurial journey was hard.

She has a deep understanding of this, so she has never been stingy with Ning Yue's education.

Those who go to small schools are good schools, with various cram schools and interest classes.

Send him abroad early, learn various languages ​​and so on.

Ning Yue is very smart and learns everything quickly, but he is not a standard good student.

His young master's habits, a lot of bad habits, messing around with his friends, he has grown up to live a self-centered and unscrupulous life.

Nian Huajiao has never held him back, but it is this matter of learning that will not regress.

Ning Yue frowned: "I'm not a three-year-old child, I can be responsible for my own choices."

"Fart!" Nianhua Jiao swears: "You have to understand that the person in charge will run back to the country alone? Do you think I'm your mother?"

Ning Yue was so annoyed, he bit his cigarette butt and complained: "Nian Huajiao, you really chose the wrong name, can you be gentle?"

"You can control yourself!" Nian Huajiao quarreled with him.

Ning Yue: "Then you have nothing to do with me!"

"You see, I don't care, let me tell you, starting today, if you don't go back to school for a day, I won't send another penny to Ricard!"

Ning Yue sneered: "Oh, I'm rare!"

In the rest area on the first floor of the base, several people craned their necks to look outside.

Wang Quanchao, who came back from eavesdropping at the door, grabbed Cui Ge and said, "This kid actually smokes! I saw it. He threw at least three cigarette butts under his feet in 10 minutes!"

Brother Cui pulled back his clothes and shrugged.

"He is not a member of the base, who is qualified to manage it?"

Professional players are prohibited from smoking. For example, coach Mo Shen was also a famous heavy smoker back then, but he quit abruptly after playing professionally.At this moment, everyone looked at Yi Baixun in unison, after all, he was the only one who was related to Ning Yue.

King: "Captain, you are considered family members."

Wawa: "Parents are more suitable. Doesn't it mean that no one cares about them in China?"

Brother Cui: "You should take care of it. It's the first time I've seen someone arguing with my mother like this. Good guy, a rebellious boy."

Tears leaned on the sofa and said calmly: "Are you all so idle?"

Yi Baixun sat on the side and lowered his head to press the phone. There was a chat box on the interface, but it was all in English.

He quickly ended the chat, put his phone in his pocket and stood up.

Outside the base, Ning Yue was still arguing with Nian Huajiao.

He lowered his head to grind the soil under his feet, frowned, and said: "What's the use of you coming back to China, and I can't go abroad to study again after returning to China, don't even think about it."

"You are only 17 years old, what can you do if you don't study? Do you play games every day?"

"What's wrong with playing games, I just love playing games!"

As Ning Yue was talking, he suddenly found a hand stretched out in front of him. It was a beautiful hand with slender and distinct joints, and faint blue veins appeared on the back of the hand.Soon, that hand directly took away the cigarette that Ning Yue was about to reach his mouth.

Ning Yue was taken aback, and raised his eyes to see clearly the face in the dark night.

With the light behind his back, Yi Baixun was much taller than Ning, so he seemed particularly oppressive.

Ning Yue pursed his dry lips after a long quarrel. He and Nian Huajiao quarreled not once or twice, but there was one thing, he didn't have the habit of hanging up the phone.

Speaking of which, there is a reason for this persistence.

Probably in the year when he first went abroad, Nian Huajiao called him.

When he was lawless at that time, he didn't want to hear her nagging. When he woke up from a hangover the next day, he found out that the plane that Nian Huajiao was on a business trip had an accident. After knowing it, I noticed some fear.

He realized that in this world, if Nian Huajiao was gone, he would really be alone.

No matter how busy he is in his life, how successful he is, how free and easy he is.

He is alone.

He knew at that time that he and Nian Huajiao were the same.

They may have forgotten how to be a qualified son and mother, but they are still important to each other.

Since then, Ning Yue never deliberately hung up or refused to answer the phone calls of anyone he knew.

Even so, it didn't affect them abusing and accusing each other when they quarreled.

Ning Yue watched Yi Baixun pinch his cigarette and stretched out his hand towards himself.

Ning Yue was stunned for a moment, and consciously took out the remaining half pack of cigarettes from his pocket and handed it over.

Yi Baixun was startled, put away the cigarette and put it in his pocket, reached out to him again, and said, "I mean give me the phone."

Ning Yue paused for three seconds, and only belatedly handed over the phone.

Yi Baixun took the phone and went to the other side to answer the call. Occasionally, the wind blew a few whispers. Ning Yue was a little dazed and didn't hear what Yi Baixun said. .

The sound of his quarrel with Nian Huajiao must have been heard, and he thought about whether he had swearing or not.

But he couldn't remember a word.

Yi Baixun didn't answer the phone for a long time, he quickly walked back with the phone and returned it to Ning Yue.

Ning Yue answered the phone hesitantly, looked at the screen, and hung up.

Yi Baixun stood in front of him with his pockets in his pockets, and asked him with downcast eyes, "Why don't you want to go back to school?"

"I don't want to, there's no need." Ning Yue told the truth: "I know everything about school."

In the darkness, Yi Baixun let out a low snort.

He commented: "devil, you are crazy."

If it was someone else, Ning Yue said "it's none of your business" and stepped forward.

In front of Yi Baixun, Ning Yue bowed his head: "I'll change it."

Who dares to be mad in front of Yi Baixun, Ning Yue's face is not that big.

Yi Baixun looked at the drooping head in front of him, and said: "Your mother will not return to China, you have two months to consider whether to go abroad to continue studying or stay in China to choose a school. In these two months, I Will be in charge of your life."

Ning Yue raised his head swishingly.

He met Yi Baixun's amber eyes, and felt that he had nothing to hide under these eyes.

Yi Baixun lowered his head slightly, so that his eyes were on the same level as Ning Yue's.

He said: "I don't care what you were like in the past, I will be responsible for you when I bring you back to the base, so, Ning Yue."

"Huh?" Ning Yue felt that he was bewitched.

Yi Baixun said, "The cigarettes are confiscated."

Ning Yue: "...Oh."

"Be obedient, don't cause trouble, can you do it?"

"can."

"Very good." Yi Baixun nodded: "Go in, don't you think the mosquitoes outside are full?"

Ning Yue followed Yi Baixun into the base like a wandering soul, and then looked at the team members sitting in the sofa area.After all, on the first day, the impression of Ning Yue's rebellious youth had already been deeply rooted in people's hearts.

Brother Cui stood up and said, "Then what, everyone hasn't had dinner yet, what do you want to eat? I'll order a takeaway."

"Let me come." Ning Yue said this time: "I treat you."

I found that everyone looked towards me.

Ning Yue added another sentence: "I have money, my own money."

Brother Cui came to his senses first, patted Ning Yue on the shoulder and pointed to Yi Baixun who was next to him, and said, "I don't need you, this brother Yi next to you please, he is rich and powerful, he can order sea cucumber and abalone casually, don't let him I feel sorry for you bleeding."

Wawa smiled: "Yeah, I know you guys are making money doing live broadcasts, but it's not necessary, let us get rich."

King: "I want to eat the takeaway from the restaurant on Huaixi Road."

"How grateful I am to you all the time." Yi Baixun glanced at his teammates and said, "It's okay to treat guests. If you lose to me in the training match tomorrow, will you know the consequences?"

"Fascist."

"Dictator."

"Mom, I want to go home and never play a job in my next life."

Ning Yue watched them laughing and making a fuss, so he didn't mention his treat again.

The rumors about the discord among the members of the DK team have never stopped, but Ning Yue knew that the rumors were not true when he first arrived.

It is impossible for a team with serious differences within the team to get to where it is today.

Ning Yue went upstairs after dinner.

He originally had a live broadcast tonight, but he temporarily decided not to broadcast it.

After taking a shower, he came out and sat by the bed. While wiping his hair, he took out his mobile phone and opened Weibo to send a notification.

——It won’t be broadcast tonight, so don’t wait.

Ning Yue didn't expect so many people to be online, and there were hundreds of replies within a few minutes of posting.

His previous Weibo followers only had a total of 12 followers. Despite the high traffic in his live broadcast room, he has not appeared in the live broadcast world for a long time, and Weibo is not posted often, so the flow of followers is not large.

But from last night to now, he gained [-] fans in one day.

This is an unprecedented situation.

The time when he had the fastest increase in fans before was when a collection of actors was cut out by fans and posted on the Internet. Many people paid attention to him for being funny or scolding him specifically.But Ning Yue also knew why the day went up.

His Weibo name is also devil, and there are only a few followers. Except for those related to the official live broadcast account, the first follower is Cypress.

Although the Weibo account of Cypress has not been updated since leaving RTS two years ago, the account with 300 million fans has exceeded 800 million in the past two years, which is higher than the number of fans of many small traffic artists.

The last item on Yi Baixun's Weibo account is the official announcement of his retirement.

But whether he forwarded it himself or not, there are still different opinions.

As soon as Ning Yue's news was sent out, the comment area became lively.

【Are you serious?You don't even bother to pretend that you are poor, are you? 】

[If one day, my wife suddenly tells me that he is actually a rich second generation, I will hug him affectionately and say, I love you deeply, and will never change until death. 】

[Upstairs, if your wife tells you one day that his identity as a rich second generation is fake, you will slap him and shout loudly; you liar!separate!Cao Nima, break up! 】

This group of actors started again, and Ning Yue temporarily solved Nian Huajiao's troubles, and was in a good mood, so he responded with a few words.

[I want to know where you are now?still alive? 】

Devil: "Dead, the ghost is coming back to you."

[Paralysis, come and tell me personally that my husband is still innocent, how could he get involved with such a vile anchor! 】

Devil: "Sorry to disappoint you."

[Stupid anchor, did you really enter the DK base?Did Yishen kill you? 】

Devil: "Do you think I got in or not? I don't mind if I get killed on the bed."

[I made a special trip to see who the slut maid on this cypress face is, oh, it's you. 】

Devil: "Oh, it's me."

[Excuse me, are you so lawless because you saw Yishen quit blogging? 】

Devil: "Yes (*￣︶￣)"

The more Ning Yue replied, some people started to get more and more enthusiastic.

The replies soared from a few hundred to three thousand.

Ning Yue's fighting spirit rose, and he sat cross-legged on the bed and tapped on the keyboard of his mobile phone without wiping his hair.

In terms of playing against netizens, he really has never lost.

When the first batch of netizen who came in were successfully pissed off and began to call him shameless, Ning Yue's door was knocked again.He got out of bed, stepped on his slippers and walked over to open the door.

Open a crack in the door, and after seeing the people outside the door, all of them opened, their eyes calm and unwavering.

"Is something wrong?" he asked.

Brother Cui looked at the child in front of him, and his temples began to twitch and hurt.

Ning Yue's hair was still wet, and curls were sticking to the side of his face.

Why can't you be a good person when you are so good-looking?Brother Cui was stunned.

"You Weibo..." Brother Cui hesitated to speak.

Ning Yue frowned: "What's wrong?"

Brother Cui took out his mobile phone silently, Ning Yue glanced at it, slightly froze.

The whole row of WeChat is full of notifications.

Lao Wang Ba, the manager next door: "Looking at Weibo, all the fans of your team's sniping have sued me. Is your club's public relations paralyzed?"

E-sports entertainment 112: "Cypress is serious? He finally stopped being a human?"

God: "Honestly speaking, the devil is a newcomer you dug up, isn't the skill good? Why don't you give it to our team, you know, we lack good poachers."

Brother Cui scratched at the door, hesitating: "Devil, do you know that you have had a lot of trouble with the cypress rumors these two days?"

Ning Yue nodded.

Brother Cui euphemistically reminded: "Weibo is generally the key position for all parties to look for traitors. It is wrong to quarrel. The point is that you don't see that Cypress's Weibo is not updated, he is often on the account."

"Oh, so?"

"It's all right." Brother Cui pretended to say, "Go to sleep."

His response was to close the door without hesitation.

Brother Cui touched his nose and said, did he speak directly enough?

The door of the next room opened, and Yi Baixun stood at the door with arms folded.

Brother Cui said awkwardly, "Kids are quite difficult to discipline."

He scolded and scolded people on Weibo to the point of flying, and he didn't change his mind after talking about it.

Yi Baixun looked down at the phone in his hand.

Ning Yue's Weibo account just replied with a new message.

[Did you really go to the base to get on the cypress bed?I don't believe it without a picture. 】

Devil: "I didn't go there, I didn't upload it, and I didn't have any pictures."

[It was not you who said that you don’t mind getting killed on the bed? 】

Devil: "Who said that? I didn't. Don't talk nonsense. Let's report it."

[Fuck, it's really gone. 】

[Don't delete it if you have the fucking ability! 】

Yi Baixun looked at the phone and gave a low snort.