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This time period is when Internet cafes are busy.

Ji Yang was silently busy behind the bar, delivering snacks and drinks to customers, or repairing minor problems on some machines. Various young people who came to the Internet came back and forth, and some old customers who knew him watched him neatly screwing the screws of the case , asked: "Does Xiao Ji still play games now?"

Ji Yang raised his pair of overly generous black-rimmed lenses, and smiled skillfully and distantly: "I've stopped playing for a long time."

The old customer sighed a little: "I still remember that you used to dominate this neighborhood, and your reputation was so great that the kids from those noble schools came to spend money to play with you."

Ji Yang paused for a moment, then continued to tighten the screws quickly, and smiled apologetically at the old customer, but what he was talking about was the computer that suddenly crashed: "Sorry, the computer is old, but it's nothing serious, it's just gray. There are too many, the memory stick is a bit bad. I will give you an extra hour of Internet time later."

The old customer waved his hand: "It's okay. Prices have been raised everywhere in the past few years, but you are still the same, conscience."

Hu Yongxing, the owner of Conscience Internet Café, visited the store at nine o'clock. People came and went in the old-fashioned decorated lobby, and the smog shrouded the dimly lit lights, making the place almost like a fairyland.

He leaned against the bar, saw Ji Yang's pale face, and frowned unconsciously: "You have a stomach problem again?"

Ji Yang was biting a cigarette between his lips and teeth - nicotine for pain relief.

But he said: "No, brother Xing, you have nothing to go back early."

Hu Yongxing didn't believe it at all. He didn't know Ji Yang for a day or two. He still didn't understand what kind of temperament this kid was, and his face sank immediately: "I paid you half a month's salary in advance two days ago. If you don't eat, Did you buy another game figure?"

"Did not buy."

Ji Yang stared at the replay of the game on the computer, and didn't mention that his rent was stolen by someone and he had to raise money to pay the rent again. He glanced sideways at Hu Yongxing, "Brother Xing, I eat on time recently."

It's just that stomach problems depend on nourishment after all, and his work and rest are upside down all day long, and what he eats is also some unnutritious pickled vegetables and steamed buns, so naturally he is not well nourished.

Even though he ate well tonight, his stomach trouble broke out for no reason, and the pain still made him break out in a cold sweat.

Hu Yongxing seemed to believe it, but he had no choice but to sigh: "You, a child..." He stopped talking.

Although he has tried his best to take care of Ji Yang in the past few years, he is also the one who makes Ji Yang's work and rest upside down and helps guard the store at night.

What's more, Ji Yang always repays his kindness. Not only did he never charge him any more money, but he also helped their family move, and took his daughter to and from school. Going up to grab the knife, one person stopped the troublemakers from the two parties, so that the Internet cafe was not turned into a murder scene.

Ji Yang usually even pays back his lunch box, but to be honest, this kid never owed him anything.

So he couldn't say any words of reproach, Hu Yongxing turned around and poured a cup of hot water in front of Ji Yang, his gaze followed Ji Yang's gaze to the replay video of this year's PCL game.

"...Xiao Ji."

There was a hint of caution in his tone: "In the future... have you ever thought about what you will do in the future?"

Hu Yongxing's tone was too serious, Ji Yang almost immediately paused the video, turned to Hu Yongxing, and asked calmly, "Is there something wrong?"

Hu Yongxing was choked up by Ji Yang's reaction, and then slowly said: "The Internet cafe may be closed for a while."

Internet cafes are closing?

Ji Yang didn't have time to think about why, but quickly thought of the salary he had just paid in advance - but he had already taken it back to the landlord's daughter along with the money he earned from playing with Dan in recent days.

"Brother Xing."

He pressed his aching stomach and frowned: "Then the salary I paid in advance...I will pay you back as soon as possible."

"No, no."

Hu Yongxing hurriedly explained: "It's not just shutting down like this. I still think about it. The machines in the store are getting old and useless. I plan to replace a batch, re-decorate and open again, but it will take a long time in the middle. It happened that Ting Ting took the senior high school entrance examination this year, and I also took time to accompany the children."

"……Oh."

Ji Yang nodded, "That's pretty good."

Hu Yongxing smiled at him, and from the corner of his eye, he fell on the display screen behind the boy's bar again, hesitating again and again, Hu Yongxing said in a low voice: "Xiao Ji, brother Xing knows your situation, but you are still so young, if... if If you like the game so much, why don't you try again?"

Ji Yang was taken aback.

Hu Yongxing said seriously: "You were so powerful before, I know you are not fake, if you want, I can spend some money to support you—"

"No."

Ji Yang suddenly interrupted Hu Yongxing.

Hu Yongxing: "What?"

Ji Yang smiled, with a very shallow arc, but it was more real than any expression facing other people: "I don't like competitions."

He looked at the frozen picture in the computer video, and the character with the "TP-Moon" ID on his head was tilting his head and looking at the camera.

The smile disappeared, and he turned back to look at Hu Yongxing again with a serious expression: "Thank you, Brother Xing. I will give you the advance salary as soon as possible."

This time Hu Yongxing was really shameless: "I've told you so much, and you only think about this? Do you think I'm short of your money?"

Whether Hu Yongxing is short of money, Ji Yang doesn't know, but since he will not be needed to continue working in the Internet cafe, the advance salary will become a liability.

The sense of urgency to repay the money surged again. Ji Yang stayed at the Internet cafe at night and contacted part-time jobs everywhere during the day.

Every year I have more than intermittently revealed some news about the anchor competition to him. For example, this time the organizer invited Jian Yangyang, a member of Temp, to be a guest on the live broadcast, the first sister of the live broadcast of PlayerUnknown’s Battlegrounds came to find him as a partner, and there were rumors that the team invited Asia The fourth Field in the server rankings... Wait, it can be seen that the organizers really want to enjoy the post-match bonus of PCL this time, and the momentum is very fierce.

Ji Yang has always allowed him to talk about things in a wild way, and in the end he didn't agree to participate in this anchor competition.

After crying for a full minute in the voice sent by Niannianyouyu, he really accepted the fact that Aspen did not want to play with him.

It’s just that, as a popular anchor of Red Star Live, he has a lot of network resources. Without Aspen, there are still a lot of non-professional players with good skills waiting in line for him to pick, so he is not too persistent every year. .

This matter has come to an end for now, but Ji Yang's side is not going well.

He has a low education and a low level of education. He is almost useless except for playing games. And because his personality is not very pleasing, he will be eliminated in almost every interview. It is not easy to find a short-term stable job.

Or, the places where he is needed are some small workshops, purely manual labor, long working hours and low wages, it is not as good as making money by playing with him for a few hours a day.

It's been like this for two weeks.

One evening, just as Ji Yang finished the game and was about to go out, he opened the anti-theft door and bumped into two burly men standing at the door who were about to knock on the door.

He subconsciously closed the door a little, and his eyes fell on the tattoos on the other's shoulders and arms, "Who are you looking for?"

The two burly men with a height of nearly 1.9 meters looked at each other, and when they looked at the thin body of the young man in front of them again, they smiled disdainfully.

"Are you Ji Xiaochun's son?"

One of them spoke in a thick voice: "Your father is at our boss's place now and asked us to come over and get the money."

Ji Yang expressionless: "No, you have found the wrong person."

It's about to close the door.

The big man quickly pressed the door of the house with sharp eyes and hands, showing his fierce face: "Stinky boy, you look like you are going to die, just like your cub father, and you still say you are not his breed? Let me tell you, your father owes our boss a lot Money, if you don’t give money, you won’t have a father in the future.”

Ji Yang looked down at the big man's foot stuck in the crack of the door, this man is very strong.

He stepped back and let go.

The big man turned his wrist and sneered, "You're smart."

Ji Yang raised his head and stared at him, his pupils were black and opaque.

Just when the big man was numb from being stared at, the boy suddenly became soft and harmless.

"Don't touch my dad."

His expression can be regarded as cute, and he even smiled flatteringly: "I'll take you to get the money after I change my clothes."

It was already dark when we went out.

Ji Yang was wearing an old black hoodie, with his hands in his pockets, and walked slowly in front.

The two strong men behind him were like bodyguards sandwiching him from left to right, and followed step by step.

The further you go into the alley, the fewer people there are and the quieter it becomes.

The sound of footsteps echoed in my ears, and the strong man gradually couldn't hold back his emotions, "Hey, boy, where are we going to get the money?"

Ji Yang's footsteps stopped in place.

In a dark alley, the boy's back is thin and straight.

He turned his head, the center of his body was no longer between the two men, and slowly took off the hat covering his head.

"right here."

Ji Yang smiled slightly, and at the moment when the man showed a relaxed expression, he suddenly raised his leg and kicked one of them in the crotch.

"Ahhhhhh fuck!"

That blow was as fast as lightning, heavy and ruthless, the man uttered a heart-piercing cry of pain, and stepped back several steps while clutching his hands.

Before the other person could react, he saw that the boy who was originally well-behaved like a good student changed his temperament.

Ji Yang withdrew his hand from his pocket, loosened his wrist, looked up and glanced at him with extreme indifference in his expression: "Either kill me or get out."

How can there be half of the shrinking and fearful appearance of a child of this age?

The brawny man only felt that he was being provoked by a young boy, and he was so angry that he didn't care about his companion's screams, so he rushed towards Ji Yang after swearing.

At the base of the Temp team, the night is the time when this group of e-sports teenagers are active, and the whole villa is brightly lit.

In late spring, mixed with the salty sea breeze, it is still a bit cold at night.Jing Muye was carrying a black jacket on his shoulders, and he looked like a male model when he walked down the stairs.

Passing by the training room, he glanced at it casually. The regular players of the TP first team were all there except Wen Zhili. They seemed to be in the third row.

Among them, the substitute He New Year was the most excited. The wide gaming chair could barely withstand the vibration of his fat body, and he shouted while frantically operating: "Brother Yang, fuck him! He's the only one in the world!" !"

Brother Yang, Jian Yangyang, who was named by him, was also very excited, his baby face was slightly flushed, and his eyes were amazingly bright: "Damn it! Lick the bag, lick the bag!"

He Xinian shook his legs happily: "Brother Yang is awesome!"

And Liang Cheng didn't speak the whole time.

Jing Muye was used to this scene, and when he was about to turn around and go out, He Xinian saw him with sharp eyes and called out enthusiastically, "Brother Ye! Are you going out?"

Jing Muye paused, then looked back at him, "Well, come back later."

Jian Yangyang poked his head out immediately, the pink Pai Daxing T-shirt set off his face like a peach blossom: "Brother Ye, brother Ye, are you going to Laonan Street? When you come back from the party, can you pack some barbecue supper? .”

Old South Street, a well-known old block in City H, has not yet been invaded by the steel forest, and has become a characteristic area with a long history in today's increasingly international first-tier cities.

He Nian glanced at Jing Muye's face, and boldly followed, "I want it too!"

Jing Muye raised his eyebrows, and his eyes swept over He Xinian and Jian Yangyang meaningfully. The two fat men trembled, and they were about to argue desperately, when their captain smiled.

That smile made Jian Yangyang feel refreshed all over, and in the next second, Jing Muye said:

"Send a list of what you want to eat to Brother Li, and bring it with you when you come back."

Brother Li, Wen Zhili.In addition to being an official member of the first team, they are also Jing Muye's high school classmates. The relationship between the two is closer than the others, and they will also go to the class reunion together tonight.

Jian Yangyang cheered, "Long live Brother Ye!"

Jing Muye went out.

Jian Yangyang bluffed and said to hurry up and finish this game and discuss what to eat tonight.

He greeted the New Year, and asked seemingly casually: "Brother Ye used to study in Laonan Street? It's not like..."

Jian Yangyang focused on the game, and answered casually: "Yes, I don't know either."

He Xinian smiled, his expression darkened a little, and he said as if he was talking to himself: "However, I remember that there used to be a very famous Internet cafe on South Street, but it has been a long time ago, I don't know if it is still there..."