Rise Chapter 158: They

Fujian Province, Nanzhou City, Lecheng Internet Cafe.

Almost all of the machines in the lobby are playing the battle interface of the League of Legends game Summoner’s Canyon. Various shouts and screams come and go, "flashing" and "fucking again" "Single kill", "I will reap this wave."

The atmosphere of an entire Internet cafe is extremely noisy and lively.

Some Internet cafe guests have just finished their previous qualifying match, and they are waiting for the next round with Kai Heiji, yelling for the webmaster to send two bottles of drinks, and then they are waiting for the next round. Continuing to talk with my companions enthusiastically and the gossip that has been raging on the Internet in the past two days:

"Hey, have you heard that, the Japanese server will also open the league."

"Nonsense, there have been discussion posts on this topic in the Tieba forum for a long time. It seems that the Japanese team club has even released the recruitment order for recruiting foreign players."

"Tsk tusk, I don't know which great **** will be pulled over."

"To be reasonable, the professional team in Little Japan must have a lot of money. The last time a friend of mine went to the Japanese service, he swept the platinum segment so much."

"Hahaha **** it, can diamond players like us apply for professional teams?"

"It’s necessary. I heard that the prices offered by the small Japanese team are very high. Ordinary second-tier players can start with hundreds of thousands of scores. If the first-tier league level can directly get a seven-figure price Well, tut tut, if I was a professional, I just agreed to it. How comfortable it is to make money easily~"

At this moment, the young network manager came over with two bottles of soda, and when he put the soda bottle down, he heard the conversation between the two guests here, and the corners of his mouth twitched:

"Pro players should think like you guys."

"The gaming circle should be abolished."

There was a casual scent in his tone.

The two Internet cafe guests listened a little unpleasantly. They looked at the young man in charge of the network squintly, and didn't say anything. They didn't whisper until the other side turned and left:

"Tsk tut, isn't it just a webmaster? What a shit."

"Yes, what else does the e-sports circle say is abandoned? Who does he think he is."

"If you can't eat grapes, say grapes are sour. A network manager can make a lot of money. It really gives him a high-priced professional contract, so he can't go there?"

The young network administrator who did not go far heard the disdainful discussion behind him, did not turn around and chose to go back to theory or explanation, but a slight arc of mockery evoked the corner of his mouth

Make money?

A sky-high price contract?

If he really wanted to go for money, he wouldn't have made such a choice as early as that year.

If everything is really just to make money, where does he need to continue to be such an ordinary small network administrator?

……

Mad City, Shanghai.

A certain team club in the LSPL First Division.

Just finished a training game. The first and second team members of the club came out from the conference room talking and laughing. Only one person fell in the end. He was reprimanded and taught by the team leader for a long time. At this moment, I will be instructed to stay and clean the meeting room.

"Lao Li, clean up and tidy up the living room."

"Oh yes, go out and buy me a pack of cigarettes later."

"Just bring me some barbecue back."

"Hurry up, hey, Lao Li, can't you make this move a little more neatly?"

The members of the first and second teams kept commanding and commanding voices, as if unceremoniously taking the teammate named Lao Li as a servant, and that Lao Li could only keep going. Nodding, barely squeezing a smile on his face, replied again and again:

"Okay, okay."

"Got it."

"I'll go after cleaning."

"Hurry up, then! I'm all hungry here!" An auxiliary member of the first team scolded dissatisfiedly, and Lao Li quickly turned his head to accompany his smiling face: "Okay, okay, soon."

Looking at the team member named Lao Li busy cleaning in the conference room alone, the other team members sitting on the sofa in the living room outside were all laughing and joking. Someone swept back into the conference room. I licked my eyes and curled my lips:

"Hey, how old is Lao Li this year?"

"Twenty-four-five? It looks like it's almost forty."

The other team member took the call and teased: "It's not just being old. I see him playing a top laner, and his operation is similar to that of a forty or fifty-year-old old man. His quick response is so quick that he can see me. I'm blind."

"He should be able to play in the training match, right? Be a sparring partner or something."

"I don't think he will work as a sparring partner. It's too easy to abuse him, and there is no sense of accomplishment at all."

"Hey, I don't know what the club still keeps him for."

"Don’t tell me, I heard that Li was still the main player in the first team in the team. Later, he did not perform well until he fell to the second team and then fell to the second team as a substitute. Without you."

There was such a sentence from the crowd, and another member of the second team next to him seemed to think of something:

"Hey, I seem to have heard about Lao Li."

"Who said that... said that Lao Li was still in LPL before, and he played professionally in S1 season?"

Immediately other people despised: "LPL shit, there was no such name in the S1 season."

"Hahaha, old Li can also play LPL? Then I can be a world champion!"

There was another roar of laughter.

In the meeting room, the team member named Lao Li was working hard to clean up. He arched his body with some effort, and sweat leaked out of his forehead. The discussion and laughter from the living room outside entered him without falling to the ground. In his ears, his hand holding the broom tightened subconsciously.

The knuckles appear white due to the force.

It was like the pale face and gloomy expression he lowered his head and didn't want to be seen.

……

Fujian Province, a small town next to Xiamen City.

A three-wheeled motorcycle parked in front of a convenience store, and the old man on the motorcycle yelled at the store:

"Hey, Xiao Zhou, it's in stock!"

In front of the counter in the store, a simple-looking young man quickly stood up and said: "Here is here"

The old man picked up two pieces of mineral water from the motorcycle's trunk and handed it to the young man: "Hey, take it, be careful, sink it."

The simple youth reached out and took two large pieces of mineral water. The heavy weight made his arms sink slightly, and then he grinned: "It's okay, Lin Bo, rest next to you, be careful. I'll be back, I'll do it."

The old man Lin Bo hehe smiled and nodded, watching the young man praise and admire:

"Hey, Xiao Zhou, your child is still caring and knows how to take care of people. In the future, I don't know which girl can enter your house, but you are blessed!"

The young man smiled shyly:

"My family is poor, and even a small shop can't make much money. No one can look at it."

Lin Bo waved his hand: "That's not it, Xiao Zhou is your character in our neighborhood. Who doesn't know that you are too tough, you look like Zhou Zheng and energetic, a good boy, which girl does not like it? Hey, if it wasn’t for Xiao Zhou before you"

Speaking with great interest, suddenly as if realizing something, Lin Bo shut up suddenly and tapped a little embarrassed haha:

"Ah, nothing is nothing."

"There is an old man Lin Bo, who doesn't have anything to say about the door and runs out, Xiao Zhou, don't go to your heart."

Speaking like this~IndoMTL.com~ Lin Bo glanced at the young man's right hand subconsciously, and then quickly retracted his gaze again.

The young man was silent for a while, then his simple smile appeared on his face again:

"It's okay."

"It's long gone."

"Some things are fate, I have to recognize them."

He said this somewhat calmly, but the young man's right hand that was dragged under the two mineral water tanks trembled slightly.

It was a callused hand.

Very ordinary.

It's just that the position of the index finger and thumb is supposed to be missing a little bit abruptly, which seems a bit funny.

And the unspeakable heaviness and desolation.

The update is here. This chapter is a bit difficult to write. Good night, friends.