Fujian Province, Nanzhou City, Lecheng Internet Cafe.

Almost all of the machines in the hall were playing the battle interface of the Summoner's Canyon in League of Legends game. Various shouts were heard one after another, "flashing", "Damn it, I was killed by the opponent again", "I harvested this wave".

The atmosphere of the entire Internet cafe seems extremely noisy and lively.

Some Internet cafe customers just finished their previous ranking match. They were waiting with their black friends to arrange the next game. They shouted at the internet administrator and asked the internet administrator to send two bottles of drinks. Then they continued to talk to their companions excitedly, and the gossip that was circulating online for the past two days:

"Hey, have you heard that the Japanese server is going to start a league too."

"Nonsense, the forum has long been full of discussion posts on this aspect. The Japanese team clubs seem to have released the recruitment order for recruiting foreign players."

"I don't know which great god will be pulled over."

"To be honest, the professional team of Japan must be very good. Last time a friend went to the Japanese server, he swept the platinum segments in a very good way."

"Hahahaha, then can we apply for a professional team?"

"Must, I heard that the price of the Japanese team is very high. Ordinary second-tier players can start at hundreds of thousands of yuan. If they really can get a seven-digit price at the first-tier league level, if I want me to play professionally, I will agree directly. It’s so comfortable to make money easily~"

Just then, the young Internet administrator came over with two bottles of soda. When he put the soda bottle down, he heard the conversation between the two guests here and pulled the corners of his mouth:

"Pros should all think the same as you."

“The e-sports circle should be ruined.”

There was a casual scent in his tone.

The two Internet cafe guests were a little uncomfortable to hear. They glanced at the young Internet administrator and said nothing. They didn't whisper until the other party turned around and left:

"Tsk tsk, isn't it just a network administrator? That's awesome."

"That's right, why are you talking about the e-sports circle going to be ruined? Who do he thinks he is?"

"If you can't eat grapes, you'll say that grapes are sour. How much money can an Internet administrator make? If you really give him a sky-high professional contract, you can't go there with a sloppy?"

The young Internet administrator who had not walked away heard the disdainful tone behind him and did not turn around and choose to go back to theory or explanation. The corners of his mouth slightly curled up a sarcasm.

make money?

Sky-high contract?

If he really wanted to go for money, he wouldn't have made such a choice back then.

If everything is really just to make money, how can he continue to be such an ordinary little network administrator now?

...

Demon City, Shanghai.

A team club in the LSPL League A.

Just after a training match, the first and second team members of the club walked out of the conference room, talking and laughing, and only one person fell to the end. He was scolded and taught a lesson by the team leader for a long time, and now he was ordered to stay for cleaning the conference room.

"Old Li, clean it up and tidy up the living room."

"Oh by the way, I'll go out and buy me a pack of cigarettes later."

"It just so happens that I'll bring some barbecue back."

"Hurry up, hey, Lao Li, can't you be more flexible in your actions?"

Team 1 and Team 2 members kept commanding and giving voices, as if they were unceremonious to call the teammate named Lao Li as a servant, and the old Li could only keep nodding, and smiled barely on his face and responded repeatedly:

“Okay OK.”

"knew."

"I'll go after cleaning."

"Then hurry up! I'm hungry here!" A team of auxiliary players scolded dissatisfiedly. Old Li quickly turned around and smiled: "Okay, okay, soon."

Seeing the hard work of cleaning alone in the conference room, the other team members sitting on the sofa in the living room outside were laughing and joking. Someone glanced at the conference room again and curled his lips:

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

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

Another team member responded and teased: "It's not just that he looks old, but I see him playing a top-lane, and his operation is like an old man in his forties or fifties. His reaction speed is so clear that I'm blind."

"He can only play in the training competition, be a sparring team or something."

"I think it's not OK to be a sparring player. It's too easy to abuse him and there's no sense of accomplishment at all."

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

"You guys don't say it. Old Li heard that he was playing the main force of the first team in the team back then. Later, he didn't perform well and fell to the second team and then to the second team substitute. He probably wasn't as good as you guys when he was awesome back then."

This sentence appeared in the crowd, and another member of the second team next to him seemed to remember something:

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

"Who said that at that time... Lao Li used to be an LPL player and played professionally in the S1 season?"

Then the others looked at each other for a while: "LPL is a big deal. There was no such name in the S1 season."

"Hahaha, Old Li can also play LPL? Then I can be the world champion!"

Another burst of laughter sounded.

In the conference room, the team member named Lao Li worked hard to clean and clean, hunched his body with some difficulty, sweat oozing from the forehead, and the discussion and laughter from the living room outside entered his ears without any loss, making his hands holding the broom tighten subconsciously.

The knuckles look a little white due to force.

It was like he lowered his head and his pale face and dull expression that he didn't want people to see.

...

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 shouted at the store:

"Oh, Xiao Zhou, I've purchased the goods!"

In front of the counter in the store, a simple-looking young man stood up quickly and said, "Here's here, come."

The old man picked up two pieces of mineral water from the back tow box of the motorcycle in one breath and handed it to the young man: "Here, take it, be careful, it's so heavy."

The simple young man reached out to take two large pieces of mineral water. The heavy weight made his arms slightly sink down. Then he grinned: "It's okay, Uncle Lin, please rest next to you, be careful to dodge your waist, I'll do it."

The old man Lin Bo chuckled and nodded, looking at the young man and praised him:

"Hey, Xiao Zhou, you are still caring and know how to take care of others. You don't know which daughter can enter your house in the future, but you're lucky!"

The young man smiled shyly:

"My family is poor and I can't make much money even if I'm just a small shop. Who can like it?"

Uncle Lin waved his hand and said, "That's not. Xiao Zhou is just your character, who doesn't know about our neighbors? He is so strong, he is handsome and energetic. He is a good young man. Which daughter can't like him when she sees you? Hey, if it weren't for Xiao Zhou, you've been."

He said with great enthusiasm, and suddenly he seemed to realize something. Uncle Lin suddenly stopped talking and whispered awkwardly haha:

"Ah, nothing is nothing."

"Old Uncle Lin is a man. He doesn't have a single word and runs out everything. Xiao Zhou, don't take it to your heart."

As he said this, Lin Bo subconsciously looked at the young man's right hand, and then quickly retracted his gaze.

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

"It's okay."

"It's been over long ago."

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

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

It was a callused hand.

Very ordinary.

However, the position of the index finger and thumb was originally located suddenly missing a small piece, which seemed a bit funny.

And the unspeakable heaviness and desolation.
Chapter completed!