Lie down, don't send it! [Gaming]

The game was played in the form of BO3, and in the end, team 1 won 2:0. This game was as predictable as everyone expected, and the atmosphere was never before heavy.

After the end, neither team got up immediately, and looked at the game interface dully. It didn't matter whether they won or lost. The important thing is that the friends who had been fighting together for several months were terminated by themselves. , If it weren't for the fact that e-sports competitions are like this after all, they might really find it hard to accept.

After sorting out his mood for a while, Lan Yi got up first, with a smile that had never been more relaxed, and he said in the direction of Team 1: "I would like to admit defeat, please take our share of persistence and continue walking, and we will say goodbye to each other from now on." Goodbye in Jianghu."

The rest of the teammates also got up one after another, and said with a smile: "Yes, yes, you look like we can't afford to lose."

"We were just unlucky. The little dragons used water dragons, and the big dragon group was robbed just like that. There is nothing we can do if we don't have enough skills."

"Hahaha, don't say it, I just flashed and hit the wall, it's my fault, next time I invite you to dinner."

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Chu Qianyu looked at the losers talking and laughing, but looked at the winning team but no one responded, feeling heavy.

Wu Jie looked unhappy: "Okay, don't sit still, where do you want to go for dinner tonight? I'll make a reservation."

Seeing that everyone was still depressed, Lan Yi raised his hand and said, "It's a rare one, let's go to the one we usually can't afford to go to today."

Yu Hang rolled his eyes at him, and said: "I'm bored, I won't go, you guys go."

After all, he got up and went upstairs.

After he left, Chu Qianyu also stood up and said, "I'm not feeling well, so I won't go."

He's not very good at dealing with such situations, and he can't hold a farewell party for Lan Yi calmly. A person who is used to digesting all the negative emotions by himself will never be able to get involved in lively scenes, so he chooses to escape.

Lan Yi was stunned, the sourness in his heart became more intense, he twitched the corners of his mouth to force himself to smile more naturally: "Just go and sit, it's really nothing, I didn't have dinner with everyone when I came, and I can't miss this when I leave." Don't you?"

Chu Qianyu's words of refusal stuck in her throat, and she fell silent under Lan Yi's expectant gaze.

That night they went to a very popular food stall, and Wu Jie chose an open-air corner, seated on the second floor, where you could see the bright neon lights at a glance.

During the meal, everyone didn't talk too much, the atmosphere was so oppressive that people couldn't breathe, the dishes didn't move a few times, and the wine was said to be more than half gone before it was served.

After drinking for three rounds, the people in the seats began to talk nonsense with the strength of the wine, some cried heartbreakingly, some drank unconsciously, and some drank heavily, including Chu Qianyu and Lan Yi .

The two of them haven't spoken a word since they arrived at the dinner table, and Lan Yi didn't even dare to peek a glance, for fear of breaking the defense.

"Coach." The team members around Chu Qianyu leaned towards Wu Jie with red eyes and wept twice, "May I not leave?"

Wu Jie squeezed the cup tightly, touched him, and said without looking away: "You drank too much."

The man looked at the wine in the glass and said bitterly: "You guys invited me back then, how could you abandon me? You know that I chose to drop out of school in order to participate in the youth training. I didn't go to college. The college entrance examination was a mess. Mother I was so angry that I vomited blood and was hospitalized, but I still insisted on coming.”

He cried and took a sip of his wine, touching his tears like a child: "Because I don't want them to think I'm worthless, even if I play games, I can still be promising, and I can also honor my ancestors."

"But I failed, why did I fail? I obviously worked so hard...so hard..."

Even though Wu Jie sent away batch after batch of young trainees, he still couldn't hold back when he came into contact with this kind of scene again.

The youth student blurred his vision and pointed at the other one: "And he, who was already a well-known anchor before coming here, but insisted on coming to this muddy water, didn't he end up in failure like me? What exactly is it for?"

"For faith? Did anyone see it?"

"We really worked hard, we trained desperately every day, we didn't have time to go home to see our loved ones, we didn't have time to sleep, but no one knew..."

"No one knows that there used to be such a group of people, they also wanted to stand on the stage, and they also wanted to be seen by everyone, but those who failed were not qualified, they couldn't see, they didn't know, they didn't know that we existed in the background ··”

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The more he spoke, the more confused he became, and the more he spoke, the softer he was, crying out of breath.

This passage sounds nonsense, but it penetrates deeply into everyone's heart. People who are still sober at the dinner also become not sober. Under the influence of alcohol, they gradually release the depression in their hearts.

Chu Qianyu got up holding the cigarette case, and walked to the distant scenic platform with her back facing them.

Yes, who really thought about how many failed people there are behind the success?The establishment of a team, how many people's beliefs are buried under their feet?In the law of e-sports where the weak eat the strong, there is no way to study it.

He turned the lighter in his hand, his heart was so desolate that he no longer had the desire to smoke.

"Borrow a fire?" Wu Jie stood beside him at some point, with a cigarette in his mouth, and his eyes were still a little red.

Chu Qianyu glanced at it and handed it to him.

"Haven't you experienced it?" Wu Jie took a puff, exhaled a cigarette, and said with some sentimentality: "I have to experience it once or twice a year, and I am almost trained to become a steel man."

Chu Qianyu also took out a cigarette with lowered eyes and lit it, staring blankly into the distance.

The two of them stood silently for a long time while the wind was blowing, until their faces were a little numb and stinging.

"What are you thinking?" Wu Jie bumped his shoulder.

Chu Qianyu put out the cigarette butt, turned to face him, his dark eyes seemed to be dyed with a layer of bright starlight in the dark night, he asked: "Do you regret it?"

"What do you regret?" Wu Jie was taken aback by the question.

"I regret liking Sang Huai." Chu Qianyu said in a deep voice, "I regret letting him know that you like him."

Wu Jie's heart tightened: "..."

Not many people knew about him and Sang Huai, and he couldn't believe that Chu Qianyu had guessed their relationship just by asking a few words.

Both of them drank a lot of wine, and were a little dizzy by the wind just now, Wu Jie subconsciously didn't refute, but wanted to answer.

"There is nothing I regret because I follow my heart." Wu Jie calmed down, seemed to hold back for a long time, and urgently wanted to find someone to confide in: "When I was young, apart from training, I also played games. I was hired to be the head coach of MNY after I injured my hand and retired."

"Not long after the formation of the first team, the personnel have been running in. There happened to be three people in the youth training team, and one of them was Sang Huai."

"I haven't had a girlfriend before, so I don't know what liking is, but I know I like Sang Huai."

He smoked another cigarette, and said in a calm tone that made people think it was a hallucination, "You have never experienced the feeling of a heartbeat at such a young age, have you?"

Chu Qianyu looked away and did not answer.

Wu Jie continued: "How can you be willing to be a friend to someone who is impressed at the first sight?"

"So when I found out that he liked boys too, I confessed to him," he recalls.

Chu Qianyu asked: "So he quit the team?"

"He won't leave the team because of this kind of thing." Wu Jie smiled bitterly: "Two things happened that day, the first one was that the video of my confession was recorded and sent to the forum, but I couldn't see it clearly. Because my face resembles Team Jiang’s voice, some people speculated that it was him, and after the leader found out, he was afraid that I would affect the honor of the team and transferred me to the youth training.”

Hearing Jiang Shiyue's name, Chu Qianyu's fingertips trembled, and he looked back at him.

Wu Jie continued: "The second thing is the transfer period. There are only two spots. The jungler position is special. A Lang was decided early."

"So he quit the team for Team Jiang?" Chu Qianyu's chest heaved, and seeing Wu Jie acquiesced, he couldn't help asking: "What's his relationship with Team Jiang?"

"What's the relationship?" Wu Jie thought for a while and said, "I have to ask them. I only know that they joined the team together, and their relationship is as good as growing up wearing a pair of pants."

Chu Qianyu's eyes dimmed when he didn't get the answer he expected, but it's not like he didn't get anything.

In life, I don't know when it's parting. Even if he wants to leave, he doesn't want to leave with regrets.

Just like what Wu Jie said, there is nothing to regret following his heart. He has nothing to lose, and even if he really loses it, it will only be back to three years ago.

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Jiang Shiyue went back to the room and rubbed his sore neck. Today's game has been played twice in a row. It should be no problem to qualify for the group stage, but he is a little tired.

When he returned to the hotel and took a shower, he was too tired to get up. He fell asleep until Liu Qingqing came to knock on the door before he calmly got dressed.

Today's game is also very full. Everyone has been tortured by jet lag for several days and their energy has begun to be exhausted. In addition, we have to meet JC again today. Everyone is so tired that they can hardly speak, let alone look at their phones. up.

"Team Jiang, you spilled water." Liu Qingqing ate the hamburger in her hand, frowned and said, "Why are you always absent-minded recently?"

Jiang Shiyue wiped it off with a tissue, and said casually, "I don't know, maybe I'm a little tired."

"That's right, I'm tired too. The venue for this year's competition is far away. I'm still not acclimatized, and I'm vomiting and diarrhea." Liu Qingqing said aggrievedly: "Let's work hard, win the championship with one effort, go back early, I miss my big bed gone."

Li Yao came back with some breakfast: "Fill up your stomach first, and you'll lose weight like this after only a few days."

"I'm skinny and beautiful, and I didn't ask you to see it. Why do you dislike it?" Liu Qingqing turned to ignore him, and didn't eat what he gave.

Li Yao had no choice but to coax: "Okay, okay, Meimeimei, eat this fried egg, what's the use of eating hamburgers every day?"

"Don't eat."

Jiang Shiyue watched them quarreling for a while in a daze, took out his phone and looked at WeChat, the message he sent to Chu Qianyu has not been answered, since the two of them added WeChat, it seems that Chu Qianyu hasn't replied for so long , from the day before yesterday to now.

He was a little uneasy and sent a video, but no one answered.

He panicked even more, called and found out that the phone was turned off.

I had no choice but to call Wu Jie, who knows that Wu Jie is also temporarily unavailable...

Jiang Shiyue ran to ask Zuo Qin for Lan Yi's phone number, but Zuo Qin couldn't find it after searching for a long time, so he asked, "Why are you looking for him?"

Jiang Shiyue said without hesitation: "Chu Qianyu doesn't answer the phone."

"Hey." Zuo Qin said indifferently: "He's such a grown man, maybe he's busy, or maybe his phone is out of battery, so if he can't get through, call later."

Jiang Shiyue was still a little hesitant, but the clingy spirit suddenly disappeared, which was not good news.

But the game was imminent, and he couldn't allow him to think too much. Before the game, he checked WeChat more, and after confirming that the other party still hadn't replied, he stepped onto the stage solemnly.

The two sides simply looked at each other and sat down. Jiang Shiyue adjusted the equipment expressionlessly, and the commentator joked: "Team Jiang seems to attach great importance to this game, and they didn't even give the camera a look."

"Without Team Jiang's smile before the start, everyone seems not at ease? Team Jiang should give everyone a shot in the arm."

Chen Lai also seemed to see his anxiety, and asked worriedly, "What's the matter? Are you nervous?"

Jiang Shiyue shook his head, put on his earphones, and prepared for a fierce battle.

As the game officially entered the loading page gap, he communicated with his teammates a few times. For some reason, he felt a scorching gaze watching him from a distance. When Jiang Shiyue looked up, he saw a red support card, just like MSI back then. In the game, he saw the same.

The author has something to say: Thank you for watching, bow~

感谢在2021-10-2220:57:43~2021-10-2322:54:31期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of Chuyuan late;

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