Exclusive [E-sports]

At the end of the 2020 PCL Spring Split, there was quite a commotion in the stadium.

Human nature loves to watch the excitement, especially this kind of scene: one party is being chased by the other party, and the other party is still yelling loudly: "Don't let him go, he is Ji Yang, the hooker from a few years ago !"

Hang on to force Ji Yang.

These four words smashed into the crowd of onlookers, causing quite a splash.

After all, as long as there are older fans in this e-sports circle, no one will not know this person.

At that time, the criticism against Ji Yang in the circle was too loud, almost to the point of resistance from all members. Cursing and swearing were all light. What's more, when the human flesh arrived at Ji Yang's address at that time, he couldn't block people at the door, so he wrote big characters and added Throwing shit, Ji Yang is absolutely unable to gain a foothold in this society.

Ji Yang is the first e-sports player who has been popularly searched for so many times.

Until later, there were rumors that Ji Yang committed suicide due to depression, and his matter became a taboo on all major game forums, and no one mentioned it anymore.

In the past few years of this incident, the anger and uncontrollable emotions of the past have gradually faded in the hearts of fans, but now, when the name "Ji Yang" rang in their ears again, they still followed subconsciously, wanting to find out. .

"No, is it Ji Yang? Ji Yang from HNY?"

"HNY has been tricked into disbanding by him, right?"

"Is he still alive? I forget what he looks like."

"Walk, walk, follow and have a look."

A small-scale chase was staged so abruptly.

The sound of chasing and discussing, and the vibration of the crowd running, were transmitted far to the backstage lounge of the e-sports players.

A contestant came out to watch the fun, but was pushed away by a security guard in black uniform in the next second. Before he could speak, the thin security guard ran away like a wind.

— "Hey! Who is so unqualified!"

The riot swept to the backstage, but fortunately, it was quickly brought under control by the security team maintaining order at the scene.

The fans couldn't get past the protective net of the players, so they could only stamp their feet in frustration.

The alarmed players packed up their equipment and started gossiping: "What's the matter?"

"I heard it's Ji Yang."

"Ji Yang, who is it? An e-sports player, haven't you heard of it?"

"Shh... His business is too complicated."

At the same time, on the other side of the circular floor, Jing Muye, the captain of TP, leaned on the railing and looked in the direction where Ji Yang ran away.

If you read it right... Jing Muye narrowed his eyes, the running back of that person was very similar to someone he had been looking for.

Breathing out the last smoke ring, Jing Muye extinguished the smoke in the cigarette tray on the trash can beside him, and walked towards the direction where Ji Yang disappeared.

In the dim fire escape, Ji Yang propped his hands on his knees, breathing heavily.

The crowd chasing after him like a shadow had disappeared, but he still glanced behind him, the corridor as bright as day was just outside the door, it was empty and there was nothing there.

Ji Yang breathed out the last gasp in his heart sincerely, and after the feeling of swelling in his legs subsided, he walked slowly into the completely dark stairwell.

He had just gone through a fairly intense chase, but now that he had calmed down, he didn't think about anything, his mind went blank, and he walked down mechanically step by step in a space so dead that he could hear a needle drop.

Suddenly, there were regular footsteps behind him.

That voice had resounded in his dreams countless times, following behind him like a shadow, lingering like a shadow.

"Da da da."

It's an illusion.

Ji Yang smiled indifferently—has the dream finally got rid of its original shackles and came to real life?

When he passed the corner, Ji Yang saw from the corner of his eye a person standing on the upper stairs on his left.

Ji Yang's heart skipped a beat, but the next second he pursed his lips tightly.

He stopped his steps.

"Ji Yang."

Seeing that he was discovered, the man behind Ji Yang opened his mouth.

He walked down a few steps, and came to the corner floor at the same height as Ji Yang, and his tone was relaxed and somewhat joking: "Long time no see."

Ji Yang turned his head, and the words "Safe Passage" at his feet were flashing with green lights, but it was not enough to illuminate the outline of the man's face.

He was silent for a moment, seeing that the other party had no intention of introducing himself, he took out his mobile phone from his pocket, turned on the flashlight, and took a photo on the face of the visitor.

Stimulated by the strong light, the professional players who followed Ji Yang all the way immediately raised their hands to cover their eyes, and there was a faint crack in their usual gentle and gentle expression: "What are you doing!"

This person's face was so familiar, Ji Yang tensed for a moment, then quickly relaxed, and called out the person's ID word by word: "T, N, T, Zhishui."

"It's me," he said.

TNT, now a giant club in the PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds e-sports circle, has developed rapidly in the past few years and achieved good results.And Zhishui, as the captain of TNT and the head of the family, not only has good game skills, but also has a very delicate appearance and gentle smile. He stands out from the crowd of straight men who look like passers-by, and has captured a large number of female fans.

Of course, the above is just the image of TNT-Zhis in the eyes of e-sports fans. In Ji Yang's view, he is just the trash who was beaten by himself in the star solo game and almost collapsed.

...It's just that Ji Yang has also experienced the endless pain of being bitten by this kind of trash.

In other words, all of his today is thanks to this person in front of him.

He started playing PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds when he was fifteen, and signed with the HNY youth training team at the age of 16. In less than two months, he was exceptionally promoted to the HNY first team due to his excellent talent, and led the team to win the top three seats in the PCL that year, squeezing out the star team Hero, qualified for the next year's Intercontinental Competition PCS, and made a big splash in that year's All-Star Game, killing PUBG star players with one shot several times, and finally ranked first in solo points and won the championship.

That was the only bright moment in his life.

Later, he was exposed to scandals such as being an actor and cheating one after another, which led to a series of irreversible consequences. He was violently attacked by domestic fans on the Internet, and the crowd was so excited that he was bound to teach him to be a man.

At that time, he realized that talent is nothing, and power and money determine everything. He jumped too high and violated someone else's field. It only takes one game to be ruined.

It's just one game, and he has become a street mouse that everyone in the domestic e-sports circle shouts and beats.

Ji Yang's arm fell, and the light of the flashlight shone on a pale wall, and he didn't speak for a while.

Without the light, the expressions on the faces of both of them became dull.

Just listening to it, I knew that the corners of Zhishui's mocking mouth were rising: "It's been two years, why haven't you made any progress at all? I heard that you were chased again just now? Tsk tsk, those people really love each other, 2 Years later, I still remember you."

Ji Yang lowered his head, and the shadow shrouded in light on the wall remained motionless.

"Why don't you speak?"

Zhishui took a step forward, and the distance between the two of them was getting closer. The suppression of his height gave him a condescending pleasure: "Why, when you begged me to help you, you were not very good at talking?"

The shadow trembled slightly, and Ji Yang seemed to be breathing heavily.

Zhishui noticed it, and smiled: "Don't be so nervous, catch up on the old days."

Saying that, Zhishui took another step forward, patted Ji Yang's shoulder intimately, and said in his ear: "How is grandma, the old man, is she safe now?"

The shoulder muscles under the palm tensed for a moment, but Ji Yang still didn't speak.

Zhishui paused for a moment, his expression finally became disdainful.

When he saw that the toy he hated was smashed beyond repair, he felt a sense of joy as dust settled in his heart, and his tone became light: "Are you here to watch the game today? How about it? See that Have you ever missed your original scenery in the place that you can never set foot on again in this life?"

He seemed to recall it for a while, then sighed and said: "Speaking of which, the current Jing Muye may not be as good as you...uh!"

Zhishui was talking, but before he could react, he felt that he was suddenly grabbed by the collar by a strong force, and he was forced to lower his head. In the next second, the force knocked him against the wall, and he fell again and again. ruthless.

"Well……"

Zhishui's back hurt so much that his heart went numb, and his chest curled up. He hadn't recovered from the severe pain yet. As soon as Ji Yang exerted his strength, his collar was tightened again, and his eyes were forced to be at the same level. flat.

In the dazzling halo from the flashlight, Ji Yang's pupils were as dark as the deep seabed where the sun could not be seen, his eyes were so calm that there was no wave, and he just stared at him quietly.

In the extremely quiet atmosphere, Zhishui swallowed slowly, very slowly.

"I warn you."

Suddenly, Ji Yang opened his mouth with a very hoarse voice: "Don't appear in front of me again, otherwise..."

After a long pause, until Zhishui couldn't help trembling, Ji Yang gave a mocking sneer, and then let go.

The light of the flashlight swept to the ground again, and Zhishui's legs softened, and he immediately fell to the ground.

Otherwise, Ji Yang didn't finish his sentence, but Zhishui had already deeply felt the fear brought to him by the unspoken second half of the sentence.

He shouldn't forget that Ji Yang is a mad dog, and he no longer has a rein to hold the dog.

The upper floor of the stairwell.

Outside the fire door, Jing Muye's shadow stood there silently.

Then turned to leave.

lounge.

After finally getting everything done, Ji Yang took off his fairly thick spring security uniform, and put on a long-sleeved T-shirt with a loose collar and whitish jeans, deprived of the last bits of residual warmth from his body, he It was so cold that I shivered.

Should buy a coat.

He thought casually, and took out his own black backpack from the cabinet.

In the end, half of the part-time salary that he got was deducted due to the riots. Ji Yang stuffed the only red banknote into his bag, thinking dully: Fortunately, the rent is only a hundred short.

Well, put off the coat until next time.

Out of the corner of his eye, a corner of the backpack was accidentally rubbed against a piece of white wall dust. Ji Yang froze for a moment, then quickly took out a pack of tissues that had been ravaged and crumpled, took out a piece of paper towels, and carefully put the Wipe off the white dust.

It was already one o'clock in the morning when we returned to the Internet cafe.

Ji Yang pushed open the door, and Hu Yongxing, who was sitting behind the cashier and watching Douyin with his head leaning on his head, raised his eyelids: "I'm back."

"Yeah." Ji Yang nodded, and walked to the back of the cashier familiarly, his expression showed a sense of relaxation and burnout that he never had outside: "I'm sorry, brother Xing, it's so late, you should go back quickly."

Ji Yang works part-time in this Internet cafe, and Hu Yongxing is the owner of the Internet cafe.

This time because he wanted to watch the game, Hu Yongxing took his place at the Internet cafe until now.

Hearing Ji Yang's words, Hu Yongxing didn't refuse, stood up and stretched his waist: "That's okay, I'll go first, if no one comes in the middle of the night, you can sit at the bar for a while, my broken Internet cafe usually doesn't Nothing."

"understood."

Ji Yang took Hu Yongxing's seat and sat down. The chair was leather-covered. Hu Yongxing sat there for a long time, and there was still warmth.

He moved the mouse to look at the current computer status of the Internet cafe. Suddenly, a light-colored sportswear jacket came down and covered the hood, and his vision dimmed. Before he could react, Hu Yongxing's voice gradually drifted away——

"I don't know how to wear more clothes in such cold weather. You wear them first, and return them to me after washing them another day. By the way, and your courier, I put them under the table for you."

Ji Yang was stunned for a moment, and when he took the clothes off his head, Hu Yongxing's back had disappeared outside the door.

He lowered his head and lowered his eyes to look at the warm coat in his hand, his eyes dim.

Someone passed by Hu Yongxing and came in, knocked on the table: "Network administrator, turn on the computer."

Ji Yang came back to his senses, stood up slowly, and said to the visitor while putting on his clothes: "ID card."

The work of the network administrator was not replaced until 8:[-] the next morning.

Ji Yang's eyes were red from the heat. In order to catch up with the temporary part-time job of the security guard of the gymnasium, he had only slept for more than 3 hours the day before, and when he stood up, his head was a little dizzy.

"Brother Ji."

Someone who came brought him a few warm meat buns, but he was very enthusiastic, "You don't seem to be in a good condition, eat something before going back to sleep."

"Thanks."

Ji Yang was not polite, he took a bun and bit it in his mouth. It was too hot, so he just held it in his mouth, and bent over to get the SF Express that was placed under the counter.

Ji Yang was struggling financially, and he seldom bought anything. The boy who replaced him took a second look and said with a smile, "It's the area around the team again, isn't it?"

With something in his mouth, Ji Yang answered vaguely, pushed the door open and left.

Early spring mornings always make people feel humid.

After Ji Yang walked out of the Internet cafe, he looked up at the sky. This was one of the few times when he could bathe in sunlight.

It's a pity that the sky in City H is always cloudy, and seeing too much of it makes people feel a little depressing.

He swallowed the buns in his mouth bit by bit, lowered his head and walked towards his rented house.

Not far, just in a small alley behind the Internet cafe.This place is neither new nor old, it belongs to the transition zone of the city, and even the whole building complex is not very harmonious.

There was a crisp sound of keys hitting, and Ji Yang took out the key to open the door, and a glimmer of light shone into the dimly lit room.

From the first second he stepped in, Ji Yang sensed something was wrong.His back became stiff inch by inch, and the blood all over his body was so cold that he froze on the spot, a pair of usually dim eyes suddenly set off a stormy sea.

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