Exclusive [E-sports]

In fact, several people in the TP team basically knew about that matter before.

Except for Liang Cheng, Jian Yangyang, who came in later to congratulate the New Year and others, no one had ever seen Jing Muye looking for someone back then.

He almost turned the bar upside down, caught the owner asking for the employee roster, checked the phone number one by one, but couldn't find it, so he squatted there every day for a full month.

If TP hadn't gradually stepped into the right track later, and the members were almost all there, Cao Yan ran to the bar and dragged them back for closed training, Jing Muye didn't know how long he would have to look for.

Even later, TP competitions were multi-tasking, and he stayed in the training room almost all day, but he did not give up. He took advantage of the gaps in the competition to search for them intermittently. The bar was sifted through.

After finding Jing Muye, he was stunned. Thinking back over and over again, he even felt that what happened that day might just be his own dream.

Otherwise, how could it be that at that moment, a teenager who crazily stepped on his XP points appeared, and that person yearned for him with such affectionate eyes, which caused the self-control he had been proud of for many years to collapse instantly. Under the urging of drugs, do things that are not as good as beasts?

Even the way that person ran away at the end was very much like Cinderella in the fairy tale world, jumping in such a panic and haste, disappeared under a cold moon, and disappeared from the world.

Regarding this matter, Jing Muye never concealed it.

So even if Xu Wei made fun of this matter, and Jian Yangyang teased him for being "innocent", Jing Muye just sat there with a faint smile on his expression, and kept stroking the rim of the cup with his fingers, letting them continue This thing is talking about hype.

Halfway through the meal, Jing Muye went out to smoke while using the restroom.

Since the last time they lost in the world competition, they took second and missed the world championship, and then his addiction to smoking became heavier.

In fact, he is not like what Xu Wei and the others said, he really doesn't care about anything.

The e-sports industry is no different than other professions. The peak period of career is just a few years, and the flowering period is also shorter. Maybe at the age of 25, you will be eliminated by this field due to injuries and decline in various physical fitness indicators.

Just like Liang Cheng, no matter how good his skills were in the past, no matter how strong he was, when the time came, he would end up with the end, and he had to admit it if he didn't accept his fate.

So he desperately hopes that at this best time, he can get the trophy that belongs to him and belongs to TP, instead of trying to fail again and again, and finally lose heart.

As for... the person who couldn't be found, those eyes appeared in front of Jing Muye's eyes again.

Between his lips and teeth, he clenched the filter of the cigarette tightly, thinking almost with hatred mixed in, if he had the ability, he would really hide it, and never let him find it again in this life.

On the long corridor of the antique hotel, Jing Muye rested his elbows on the railing, raised his head slightly, and leaned against his back.Smoke rings spewed out from the mouth one after another, and soon drifted away.

He Xinian watched this scene not far away, and felt that everything a good-looking person did was pleasing to the eye.

Jing Muye is like this, and so is his former good brother.

After settling his mind, He Xinian walked over and called softly, "Brother Ye."

Jing Muye tilted his head, and his sharp and aesthetically pleasing jaw line was highlighted. He knew that He Xinian was also a bong, so he didn't pinch his cigarette, but raised his eyebrows slightly, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Happy New Year with a smile.

He walked over, stood side by side with Jing Muye, skillfully took out a cigarette and a lighter from his pocket and lit it, the flame flashed by, he took a deep breath of the cigarette and exhaled it before saying: "That Aspen ...Do you really like what he does?"

Jing Muye looked down at He New Year for a few seconds.

He Xinian is actually not as big-hearted as he appears on the outside. He usually fights fiercely with Jian Yangyang in the base. He seems to be bluffing every day, but he is actually very fragile and sensitive inside.

Jing Muye smiled: "New Year, it's not that you are bad."

"No."

He Xinian frowned, and quickly repeated, "No, I didn't mean that. I... I just wanted to ask."

Whispering, He Xinian played with the cigarette case in his hand and said, "What do you think of him?"

Jing Muye was silent for a while, recalling Aspen in his mind—that is, those game videos of Ji Yang. He had to admit that this person was the most amazing player he had ever seen since he was a professional player, and he used to be in his mind The ideal replacement candidate.

Of course, the premise of all this appreciation is that he has neither cheated nor acted before.

"He...is very talented, quick to respond, and especially has a relatively accurate and stable sniping ability. At least, in terms of technology, I think he is better than Liang Cheng."

Such a high rating.

He Xinian smiled wryly, remained silent for a while, and then said, "So, Brother Ye, here... Is it true that I have no chance?"

Jing Muye didn't answer.

He said it before, it's not that celebrating the New Year is bad, it's just that celebrating the New Year is not good enough.

The mediation room of the police station.

After a whole morning of fuss, Ji Xiaochun was completely sober at this time, he was not as crazy as before, his mind was sober, but he was more indifferent and greedy than before.

He didn't listen to what the policeman said so earnestly, his pair of peach blossom eyes that should have been beautiful became muddy due to the erosion of desire, he just stared at Ji Yang who was sitting opposite him without moving his eyes , repeated: "I don't care about that."

The policeman was a little helpless: "You are father and son after all, there is no overnight feud between father and son..."

"I do not care."

Ji Xiaochun said: "Father and son? Did he think that I was his father when he knocked the vase down on me?"

As he said, he bent one leg and stepped on the chair, looked up at Ji Yang, and said coldly: "He beat my leg to the point of breaking it before, so I admit it, but now it's getting more and more excessive. Wanted my life."

Hearing this, Ji Yang laughed, a very short sneer.

He said hoarsely, "Then what do you want?"

"how?"

Ji Xiaochun squinted his eyes, leaned back on the chair with a foolish look, and counted with his fingers, "Losing money, you beat me up like this, medical expenses, nutrition expenses, lost work expenses, mental damage expenses... My name is It’s not too much for you to pay 2 yuan.”

The mediation room was silent for a moment.

Ji Yang nodded and said, "Yes."

Unexpectedly, he agreed so easily, Ji Xiaochun's tense expression relaxed, showing a little joy, and quickly suppressed it.

He continued to show the previous indifferent look, and said: "Also, you didn't pay me the alimony last month. You will pay me this month. As compensation, I will double it."

Ji Yang continued to nod, and said blankly, "Yes."

Seeing that Ji Yang was so straightforward, Ji Xiaochun didn't suppress his expression, grinned, and said to the policeman beside him, "Sure enough, I need the police uncle to educate me, it's decent."

The police simply didn't know what to say. A father in his prime asked his son who was obviously still in school to ask for alimony?

Thanks to this person who can bring it up.

But Ji Xiaochun didn't care about this, for fear that Ji Yang would regret it, he half-bowed his body, threw his upper body on the table and faced Ji Yang, and said, "Then when will you call me?"

Ji Yang raised his head, looked at Ji Xiaochun's sunken blue and black eyes, smiled for a while.

He said: "You can go to Uncle Li at the end of the alley to get it. Just say that I will pay the bill at that time, and he will agree."

Uncle Li at the end of the alley has been in the paper making business for many years in that old district, and naturally there is no shortage of Mingbi.

"What Li..." Ji Xiaochun was stunned for two seconds, and when he realized it, the ecstasy in his heart turned into murderous anger almost instantly, and he grabbed Ji Yang's collar across the table, "You fucking here Shampoo me? You ****"

Almost at the moment Ji Xiaochun made his move, the other policemen in the mediation room immediately stood up and pulled him back.

But Ji Xiaochun was emotional, he pulled it twice and failed to pull it back, he kicked the desks and chairs in the mediation room loudly, cursing obscene organs, the more he listened, the more dirty his ears became.

Fearing that he would irritate Ji Yang if he went on like this, leading to an escalation of the quarrel, the police had no choice but to pull Ji Xiaochun out and separate the two of them to sit in two rooms.

After that, Ji Xiaochun refused to mediate to death, even if the people in the institute took turns to do ideological work, he was determined to sue Ji Yang.

The same is true for Ji Yang, no matter how much others persuade him, he always looks so indifferent to the point of facial paralysis, and refuses to give in at all.

Within two days, the medical examination report from the forensic doctor came out, and Ji Xiaochun had more than a dozen stitches on his head, and the wound was 8 centimeters long, which is a minor injury, which is already a legal standard for sentencing.

Ji Xiaochun's arrogance became even more arrogant, and when he pretended to be reluctant to accept mediation again, he set the compensation to 3 yuan.

He also knew that Ji Yang couldn't afford it, so he didn't want any alimony. He only killed [-] yuan, and said that with such a small amount of money, Ji Yang could earn it back by playing games with others for a few months. .

At this time, Ji Xiaochun didn't know that Ji Yang's accompanying account, which he relied on for survival, had been destroyed by online public opinion.

Ji Yang didn't intend to explain, no matter what Ji Xiaochun said, he would always sit on that cold chair and answer as always: "I have no money."

Mediation once again stalled.

Ji Yang sat alone in the mediation room of the police station from day to night without drinking a sip of water, like a stubborn stone, he never moved his seat.

The policeman couldn't help but feel sorry for Ji Yang, he just felt that this child was terrifyingly strong-minded, yet so pitiful.

Just when they were about to persuade Ji Xiaochun again, a man suddenly came from the police station.

After a while, a female policeman excitedly pushed open the door of the mediation room and said loudly, "Ji Yang, your friend is here!"

Ji Yang raised his head and saw the figure standing against the light at the door, showing a startled expression.

Immediately afterwards, he gritted his teeth and quickly turned his head away from looking at him, his jawline was tightly clenched, as if he was trying his best to swallow some emotion.

He Xinian stood at the door for a while and said, "Brother Yang, long time no see."

The author has something to say:

Ah, it's finally here.

Brother Ye and Baby Ji Yang probably...maybe...probably...we will meet tomorrow!

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!