Stand-in king

One of the best locations in S city, on the Wangjiang section where every inch of gold and every inch of land, is bustling with people and bustling.

There was a latent restlessness in the crowd.

There is a ten-story single-family building beside the river, which is Super Brand Plaza, a comprehensive shopping center, and a landmark building in this area.

During the day today, on the top floor of Zhengda Plaza, there is a grand God's Nest competition sponsored by the top domestic peripheral designer designer Peripherals.

In order to attract viewers, the organizer distributed many advertisement leaflets nearby, and Mo Xu, who came to watch the competition, also got one.

""Jijia Cup" God's Nest Invitational Tournament, all star players are present!There is also a legendary shadow dance - Mxmx in person!As an e-sports fan, what are you still hesitating about? "

He lowered his head and glanced at the hype advertising slogan above, snorted coldly, and stuffed the advertisement into the trash can not far away.

When Mo Xu came here today, he originally wanted to watch the competition. Although he had already analyzed the champion half a month ago, the charm of competition is that even if there is 99% certainty, before the last second, who will win? I don't know if the remaining 1% will happen.

He wants to see the 99% become 100% before leaving.

If it was in the past, he could get a work card and go directly to the backstage to watch the game.

It's a pity that today is different from the past, he can't get a job card.

When he first went up, the guard stopped him and said that he was not allowed to enter without a ticket.

No entry without a ticket.

The professional player who was rejected from the game because he missed buying a ticket, Mo Xu can be regarded as the No.

How else could life be impermanent, who would have thought that one day when he wanted to go to a game, the doorman would ask him for a ticket.

Forget it, Mo Xu thought, if you don't watch it, don't watch it.

Opposite Zhengda Plaza, there is an overpass extending in all directions, with several forked roads, like a spider web stretching its teeth and claws in mid-air, firmly entrapping everyone passing by.

Mo Xu got on the flyover, found a place where he could see the panoramic view of Zhengda Square, leaned his back on the fence of the flyover, took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it.

He also came to have a look at Mxmx, and he didn't want to be too far away before seeing the championship dust settled.

Mxmx is the star player of the Tianwu team, a legendary shadow dance player, and his real name is Meng Xun.

Of course, Meng Xun's abbreviation is MX, and many black fans once joked that he named him Taitu.

I don't know what Meng Xun, who cared about fans' comments, thought later, anyway, Mo Xu remembered that Meng Xun quite liked this ID at the beginning.

Tsk, he was supposed to be standing in the smoking room of the competition venue and blowing smoke rings, but now he is drinking northwest wind on the flyover.

aggrieved...

Super Brand Plaza is a place he is very familiar with. Eighty of the hundred Shennest games are played here throughout the year. Not only that, he and Meng Xun also like to come here when they are dating, eating, drinking and playing. Also discuss the next game on the top floor.

Too bad it's gone now.

It has been half a month since Meng Xun broke up with him.

Originally, he thought he would be very sad, but even if he recalled carefully at this moment, he couldn't remember what he had done in the past half month.

Smoking, drinking, sleeping, being in a daze, these are the only things I can think of.

Most people fall in love in this state, but Mo Xu's state... is actually quite subtle.

It's not appropriate to say depression, he is not such a hypocritical person, and it is not appropriate to say anger, there is really no burning fire in his stomach that needs to be vented.

It's just aggrieved, very aggrieved.

He was so aggrieved that his beard grew.

Mo Xu reached out and stroked his chin, and then pushed it on the top of his head—yes, with an unshaven beard and flying hair, the proper look of the people's artist can visually make him ten years older.

And the thing that frustrates him the most is not that Meng Xun ran away with others, but that he was perhaps... expelled from this circle.

Sometimes I really don’t know whether to regret that there is no room for my own operation, or to feel sorry for my green head.

Mo Xu took out another cigarette, put it in his mouth and took a deep breath, sucked it into his lungs for a while, and then exhaled a smoke ring.

Failed, not round enough.

He was not very satisfied, and was going to make persistent efforts to spit out a rounder one.

The sky gradually darkened, and after a while, the street lights that I could see out of the corner of my eye turned on, and then the next one.

A row is lit up one by one.

The smoke rings were blown away by the wind, reflecting the colorful neon lights behind.

He seemed to be able to hear the boisterous cheers from the stadium across the way.

That's how it was called——

"Tianwu! Tianwu!"

"The champion belongs to the Red Prison!"

"The Uncrowned King! the genies!"

"Dream must win!"

……

He lit himself another cigarette.

At this point, today's game should be over, and a new champion will be born.

And he should be over.

Goodbye, Meng Xun; Goodbye, Mxmx; Goodbye, Tianwu team.

Mo Xu's head was full of melancholy thoughts, the cigarette butts fell on the ground at his feet, and he was about to touch another one to light it, but his fingers missed.

Damn, no more smoke.

Raising his head in a daze, he saw a few people coming up the diagonally opposite stairs, talking and laughing, their faces full of unconcealable excitement.

A thin and tall boy was surrounded by the crowd and was obviously the protagonist of the topic.

Mo Xu saw the "protagonist"'s big pants, or basketball pants at a glance...

The lower two legs are quite white, and at first glance, they are not too different from the white socks on the ankles. The muscles are well-proportioned and the proportions are also very good.

The upper body is a wide T-shirt, and there are a pair of basketball shoes on the feet. Those who don't know it think they just came out of the basketball court.

The fat man next door put his arm around his neck, and the "spacious" figure made the boy stagger: "Okay, Ah Rui, I can't see that you are so strong! This time we NGCC will have a show!"

"Yeah, we can't have a round trip like last year. But I think, we have Ah Rui here this year, so it's hard to go round, hahaha..."

Hearing the familiar NGCC, Mo Xu's listless drooping eyelids finally lifted condescendingly again, and the focus was placed on the boy's face in the middle again.

NGCC, TheNestofGodChampionsChina, the highest-level competition in China for the Nest of God game.

Winning the game is the national championship. Although every player in God's Nest will have the dream of winning NGCC, it should not be the weak team that can talk about this game.

These people seemed a little familiar, and Mo Xu's brain, which had not worked for several days, slowly turned.

By the way, that fat man seems to be called... PPG?

He was a little surprised.

Thegenies team, one of the top four teams in the country, Fatty's ID is PPG, nicknamed Fat Chicken, professional blood knight;

The thin and tall "match stick" on the left should be whee, playing a saint;

The child behind him is obviously much younger than the others. If I remember correctly, it is the "child prodigy" that thegenies dug out from passers-by players last fall. He is only 16 years old this year. His game ID is Melon. Everyone calls him Watermelon.

Melon was hailed as "the most anticipated player of the year" by the major media last year, and his sharpshooter is really good, his reaction is fast, and his hand speed is also fast. Have studied his video.

However, looking at this posture, the long-legged "A Rui" in the middle is the central figure of the team.

But who is this man?

There are hundreds of names in the professional circle. Mo Xu doesn't think he knows all of them, but he also knows more than half of them. There is no such person in his impression.

"Hey."

The body preceded the consciousness, and by the time Mo Xu reacted, the "Hello" had already been yelled.

All four stopped to look at him.

Afterwards, every time Mo Xu thought about this incident, he would wonder if he had gotten up in the wrong posture that day. In short, at this moment, he did something extremely brain-twitching.

He stared blankly at the boy who hadn't remembered his name for a long time, and asked, "Old man, do you have any cigarettes?"

It's a very strange thing for a stranger to ask you for cigarettes, especially when the stranger is disheveled and looks better than Brother Xiaosha and Brother Xiaosha.

PPG is a fat man with a straight heart, so he asked for advice very honestly and humbly at that time: "Old man, are you having a brain twitch?"

"Pfft." The boy in the middle laughed, pointing to the pile of cigarette butts on the ground and said, "I guess he has run out of cigarettes, the nearest cigarette shop is a few hundred meters away, just give Fat Chicken one."

Then he smiled apologetically at Mo Xu: "Sorry, Uncle, he is the only one among us who smokes."

uncle...uncle...

Mo Xu didn't catch his breath, and saw PPG take out a half-deflated bag of Nanjing from his pocket, and handed him one.

"Oh, forget it, since our great hero A Rui has spoken, I can only bear the pain and give up my treasure...Uncle, are you used to Nanjing? This cigarette is quite weak, but there is nothing you can do if you are not used to it." , it’s just this one, you just go for it.”

Mo Xu took the cigarette in a daze, and thanked PPG in a daze.

"A Rui." Shouting "A Rui", he suddenly remembered a name: "Rui... are you the rRui with the highest rank in East China's three districts?"

Several people were stunned, probably because they didn't expect that a random "tramp" on the road would know so much about a game.

PPG reacted the fastest, and he exclaimed, "Ahhh—uncle also plays Shenchao? All right! Now Shenchao is really popular in the middle-aged and elderly market..."

Mo Xu lowered his head slightly, lit the cigarette with the lighter in both hands, took a breath into his lungs, and then raised his head.

"I'm not an uncle...I'm only 23 years old."

He just hasn't shaved for half a month.

The atmosphere was awkward for a moment.

"I'm sorry, we...we got it wrong." Ah Rui scratched his head shyly, and sincerely apologized to Mo Xu, "I'm rRui, but I joined Thegenies last month."

"It's okay, my shape is too unique. Your operation is great, I've seen the video." He paused, "Thank you for the cigarettes... goodbye."

He turned his head and left, but within a few steps, a familiar voice came from behind.

Guo Qian didn't know when he got on the overpass, and he chased him from behind. Because he was walking too fast, he stumbled on the sole of his foot, and threw himself on Mo Xu with "enthusiasm": "Brother Xu! Is it Brother Xu? Brother Xu, etc. I!"

Mo Xu turned around, caught his slipped body just in time, and stabilized him before he spoke: "Guo Qian? We haven't seen each other for a long time, do you want to be so enthusiastic?"

How could Guo Qian have the heart to listen to his jokes: "Brother Xu, what's the matter with you not being in the team anymore? Why did you leave if you did well? Did they bully you? I knew that Zhang was not..."

"Ah Qian."

Mo Xu covered his mouth with his hand: "There are some things you can't say nonsense. No one bullies me, I'm just normal...change jobs."

...and objects.

Ah... that's right.

Mo Xu was dumbfounded the moment he said this sentence.

Like falling asleep and falling asleep with one foot in the air, the confusion that had been muddled for half a month suddenly became a sense of reality.

He broke up with Meng Xun.

The relationship of more than three years, if it is gone, it will be gone.

Together with their hard work for more than three years, Mxmx, the shadow dancer with the best equipment in the professional circle, left his world.

Mo Xu's expression suddenly became a little depressed.

Guo Qian was anxious: "But you said you would not leave Tianwu! Why is it so sudden..."

"Things will always change." Mo Xuqiang cheered up and smiled, "Don't worry, I don't plan to leave S City for the time being. When I find a house and send you your address, it's not like I won't see you from now on."

Guo Qian is Tianwu's substitute team member, talented, very simple and sincere, every time Mo Xu sees him, he feels like he has a younger brother.

If it wasn't for this, to be honest, he didn't really want to have any contact with Tianwu's people.

Tianwu is a very commercial team. Commercialization means that sometimes it lacks a little real feeling. Although the results were not bad when Mo Xu led the team, they can only stop at "good".

The closer tacit understanding with teammates in the game depends on the daily relationship to run in with each other.

Sweeping his eyes to the back, as expected, he saw several Tianwu team members standing at the bridge entrance with unnatural expressions, and did not go here.

But Meng Xun was not seen.

"Where's Meng Xun?" He asked.

"Brother Xun left with Mr. Zhang's car." Guo Qian said angrily, "We lost the game and blamed us all, and asked us to squeeze the subway, saying it was punishment."

Mo Xu was taken aback.

lost?

How can it be?