Orphan Road King [Esports]

At noon the next day, You Song and Luo Xinyu took a taxi to the high-speed rail station.

They both bought the same train, only the difference was which stop.

On the way, Luo Xinyu tried to show him the comments of various forums on his live broadcast persuasion video last night. He was bored, so he closed his eyes and pretended to sleep.

Luo Xinyu was not discouraged when he didn't get a response, so he read it directly to him.

"Even if Praise doesn't play e-sports, he will be that kind of person—"

"..."

"I think it's a bit hypocritical for ordinary people to persuade people like this, but I think he really thinks so with Praise's diligence and self-consciousness in qualifying and training heroes, and it's really awesome!"

"..."

"Usually I'm annoyed by the official buying hot searches, but this time it's quite good. It can somewhat correct the stereotypes of e-sports players from the outside world. Praise is a must!"

You Song finally couldn't take it anymore and opened his eyes, and scolded him: "Can you calm down a bit, what's there to read, take the high-speed train, don't disturb other passengers."

Luo Xinyu said that we have five seats in the business car, and we sold two tickets for the two of us. Now that even the flight attendants are out, who can I bother.

"You're bothering me." You Song didn't change his face, "I didn't go to bed until four o'clock last night, and I was sleepy."

"Didn't you download it at two o'clock?"

"During the live broadcast, I was basically chatting with fans. I only played two shots in more than four hours, and one shot was [-] shots against the opponent." He said, "After the broadcast, I played a few more shots."

Luo Xinyu was convinced, and said that they really did not praise you wrong in the forum, so don't be embarrassed.

You Song turned to him and said solemnly: "I wasn't embarrassed at all."

"?"

"I just find you annoying."

"Damn, you are annoying!"

The two quarreled for a few words, and the flight attendant just came in and brought them two bottles of water.

You Song unscrewed a bottle and drank a couple of sips, then put the back of the chair to the flattest position, lay down directly, and said, "I'll sleep for a while, call me at the station."

"Oh, okay." Luo Xinyu paused, and suddenly realized, "No, I arrived at the station before you, why should I call you?"

"I just want you to call me when you are about to arrive at the station." You Song said helplessly, "Stop talking to me, I'm really asleep."

Luo Xinyu: "..."

An hour later, a reminder that the station was about to arrive sounded in the carriage, and Luo Xinyu hurriedly woke You Song up.

"Actually, you can sleep a little longer." He said, "I asked the flight attendant, she knows where you stop, and she will definitely come back to call you later."

You Song adjusted the chair back to its original shape, rubbed his face, and said, "No, I have something for you."

Luo Xinyu: "??"

You Song bent down and took out a cardboard box from his bag, and said, "Brother Quan gave it to me last night before he got off work, saying it was a New Year's gift."

Luo Xinyu was stunned: "Huh? Why is Brother Quan so polite?"

"I think everyone has worked hard." He paused, "It's really hard this year."

"Then why are you giving it to me now?"

"You fell asleep last night." You Song looked confident, "If I give it to you as soon as I get in the car, if you can talk about it all the way, I'll sleep as a fart."

Luo Xinyu: "..." It actually makes sense.

Two minutes after receiving the gift, the train arrived and it was time for him to get off.

You Song waved his hand at him and said, "See you next year."

After another half an hour, the train stopped again, and You Song got off the train with a bag on his back.

The team released earlier this year, You Chuan is still abroad and has not come back, so he can only go out of the station to take a taxi.

In his plan, the ten-day Chinese New Year holiday should be spent eating, drinking, and playing the national server to keep fit.

But in fact, as soon as he came home, he was arrested by his father.

On the second day after arriving home, he followed his father to the design institute to help with data filing.

In his father's words, you play computer games at home anyway, so what's wrong with doing some unskilled computer work?

You Song: "...All right."

After doing this for three days, his father's colleagues basically all knew him, and praised him for his careful work, so many cumbersome filings, and there was no mistake at all.

"This is a smart and capable kid." A very experienced architect in the yard was especially satisfied, "Your father is usually too modest, always saying that you are better at playing games, if you haven't been arrested by him to work, I really believe it."

You Song could only smile awkwardly, and said that it was good that he didn't cause trouble for everyone.

On the afternoon of New Year's Eve, the Design Institute finally had a holiday. He took his father's car, and the father and son went home together.

On the way, his father praised him casually, saying that he has done a good job these days.

He thought for a while, but he couldn't hold back and asked: "Are you... wanting your colleagues to know that I didn't become an e-sports player because I didn't study well?"

Before he could finish speaking, his father coughed and said sternly that he was thinking too much.

"Am I the kind of parent who saves face?"

Of course it is, You Song thought.

But just think about it, there is no need to say it.

Now he has gradually learned how to get along better with his parents.

"Oh, that's my misunderstanding." He suppressed a smile.