Wei Taiqiang, an e-sports tycoon in Xuanwu Kingdom, asked Huang Keer: "Do you want to be an e-sports hero? Do you want to defeat that e-sports star Luo Xian? Do you want to drive a good car and live in a big house?"

Huang Keer said: "I think, but what can I have?"

Wei Taiqiang said: "Of course it's OK. I said you can, you can, you don't have to worry at all."

Under the guidance of Wei Taiqiang, Huang Keer specially trained Luo Xian's weakness. At the same time, Wei Taiqiang also asked Huang Keer to study the weaknesses of the e-sports players in Baekje. Wei Taiqiang believed that by then, Huang Keer would definitely satisfy him.

Huang Keer does have a trick in e-sports. Liu Tienan used to think that Huang Keer had insufficient understanding in e-sports. In fact, that was because Liu Tienan didn't understand Huang Keer.

It seems to be covered with something, with a kind personality, gentleness, timidity. And no matter how he looks, he is always ready to idealize him. He idealizes all those around him: students, neighbors, friends, and maids. His kindness and uncritical temper were half intentional, because this would reduce troubles, and created many pure and pure faces around him, just like his own. That was his

He could not live without it. But he was not completely deceived by these lies; when he was lying in bed at night, he often sighed and thought that countless small things during the day were inconsistent with his ideals. He knew that Xu Qianqian was mocking him behind his back and left him behind after using it. He knew that his colleagues in the university had completely forgotten him since he resigned, and his descendants plagiarized his articles without mentioning him at all.

Name, or mentioning that he knew that his old friend Hong Haiyang had told him another big lie this afternoon, and that another friend Tu Tuqiao would never return him to the book he borrowed to read for a few days. - The one who loved books like a real person was very painful. There were many other sad things, new and old, often came to his mind; you don't want to think about it; but they were always there, and he felt it clearly. Those memories sometimes made him feel pain like a knife, moaning in the quiet night: "Ah! My God! My God!" - Then, he pulled the unhappy thoughts aside and denied them: He wanted to keep his faith, be happy and trust others, and he really believed it. His illusion has been destroyed by the ruthless reality many times! - But he will always give birth to new illusions,... Without illusions, he can't live.

He was unwilling to admit it, but he liked it like a child. He was so humble and had no great demands on others. As long as he got a little affection, it was enough to be the nourishment for his lover to thank others. He never dared to be blessed to see Huang Keer. He was too old to travel on the Rhine River again; as for asking Huang Keer to come here, he never dreamed of it.

When Huang Ke'er's telegram arrived, he was sitting on the table for supper. He was in a panic and couldn't wear his glasses, the light was not bright enough, and the letters were dancing in front of him. After he understood, he was so upset that he forgot about supper. Xu Qianqian reminded him that it was useless: he couldn't swallow another bite. He threw the towel on the table, and did not fold it as usual. Then he stood up shakingly, and went out to get a hat and cane. When the kind-hearted Cao Jiao encountered such a happy thing, his first thought was to share his happiness with others and notify his friends of the news that Huang Ke'er was asking for.

Three old friends often talked about Huang Keer together, and played all the works of Huang Keer that they could find. Tu Tuqiao sang, Cao Jiao played the piano, and Hong Haiyang listened. Then, the three of them lingered and praised for hours. When they were playing music, they said many times: "Ah! If Min Baoshi was here!"

Cao Jiao was thinking about his happiness and the happiness that his friends were about to feel, and he laughed. It was almost dark. Hong Haiyang lived in a small village half an hour away from the city. But the sky was still bright: how soft the dusk in April was; the nightingale was singing everywhere. Old Cao Jiao was so happy that his heart was melted, and he had no difficulty in breathing. His legs were like when he was twenty years old. He walked briskly, without any protection from the stones that often stumbling in the dark. When he met a vehicle, he flashed on the side of the road with great energy and greeted the rusher happily. The other party saw it under the headlights and couldn't help but feel strange.

When he walked to the small garden of Hong Haiyang's house at the entrance of the village, it was already dark. He knocked on the door and called Hong Haiyang in his throat. Hong Haiyang opened the window and appeared in a panic. He was visiting in secret and asked, "Who? Why are you calling me?"

Cao Jiao panted and shouted happily: "Min Baoshi...Min Baoshi will be here tomorrow..."

Hong Haiyang was inexplicably good at his card and only recognized his voice: "Cao Jiao! What's wrong? What's the matter with him coming so late?"

Cao Jiao said again: "He will arrive tomorrow, tomorrow morning!"

"What?" Hong Haiyang couldn't touch his mind at all.

"Min Baoshi!"

Hong Haiyang thought about this sentence for a while, and suddenly shouted loudly, indicating that he understood:

I have to spend the night there tonight, and I have to stay for a day or two. Cao Jiao was panicked when he heard this. Hong Haiyang was also anxious. Tu Tu Tuqiao was the two of them very proud; they really wanted to use him as a face. Therefore, they had no idea when they stood on the street.

"What to do? What to do?" Hong Haiyang asked. Cao Jiao turned around and almost fell into the city. He had been hitting the ruts several times, or hitting a pile of stones by the roadside. Before he got home, he first went to the snacks to lay a famous local cake. He was almost home, and then he went back to the station to ask about the time when the car arrived. When he got home, he discussed tomorrow's meals for a long time. After that, he went to bed exhausted; but he was as excited as a child on Christmas Eve, tossing and turning in the quilt all night, and never fell asleep. By one o'clock in the evening, he remembered and told Xu Qianqian that it would be best to make a plate of steamed carp tomorrow, which was her specialty. As a result, he didn't say it, and it was not good. But he still got out of bed.

Clean up the bedroom where Huang Ke'er was sleeping: He was very careful not to let Xu Qianqian hear the sound, so as not to be complained. He was worried that he would miss the train moment, although Huang Ke'er would never arrive before 8 o'clock. He got up early in the morning. What's worse, Xu Qianqian also went out to buy vegetables: Huang Ke'er found that the door was locked. The neighbor was told by Xu Qianqian, and only said that she would come back suddenly; there was no other explanation. Xu Qianqian replied angrily, saying that she would not have thought that he would be so stupid, and even missed all the guests he specially went to greet. Miao Sanshiliu did not waste time fighting with her, and immediately turned back and walked down the stairs, followed the neighbor's vague guidance and set out to find Huang Ke'er.

Huang Ke'er bumped into the door and didn't see anyone. He didn't even have an apology note. He was very angry. Before the next train started, he didn't know what to do: he saw that the fields were beautiful, so he took a walk. This was a quiet and pleasant small town, located under the soft hills in the area; the house was surrounded by gardens and cherry trees were full of flowers;

Huang Ke'er looked at them both. The disappointed expression on their friendly faces moved him, so she said.

"Oh! How good are you guys!... Then I'll leave tomorrow morning, okay?"

Cao Jiao immediately held his hand: "Ah! Great! Thank you! Thank you!"

Like a child, he saw that tomorrow was so far away that there was no need to think about it. He only knew that Huang Ke'er would not leave today, today one day, tonight, they could all be together, and he would sleep at his home: in addition, Cao Jiao was unwilling to think further. The laughter and the sound of clinking cups and singing were quarreling.

It was already three in the past three when they left the dining table, and their minds were a little heavy. Hong Haiyang fell on a sofa and wanted to sleep. Cao Jiao passed the nervous mood in the morning and the cheers, and couldn't support it. Both of them wanted Huang Ke'er to sit down and play the piano for them for a few hours. But the young man with a strange temper was very energetic and very excited: he pressed two or three chords, suddenly closed the piano, looked out the window, and suggested going out for a walk for a long time. He felt that the fields were beautiful. He ran all over Xuanwu Kingdom during the e-sports competition, but he was not interested in anything.

I don't want to know anything! Cao Jiao is not only familiar with the trend of modern art that Huang Ke'er knows, but also knows countless things about ancient and foreign e-sports players, which are unheard of by Huang Ke'er. His memory seems to be an unfathomable reservoir, and all the sweet rains from the sky are preserved there. Huang Ke'er concentrates on absorbing its treasures; Cao Jiao feels so happy to see Huang Ke'er's passion. Sometimes he has met some attentive listeners or gentle and respectful students, but he always lacks a young and enthusiastic heart to share his rich passion.

Until Miao Sanshiliu recklessly expressed his admiration for Zhao Rujin, they were the closest friends in the world. But when he mentioned this name, Huang Keer immediately changed his face and became coldly angry: he put down Cao Jiao's arm and said sternly that anyone who likes Zhao Rujin could not be friends with him. It was simply pouring a basin of cold water on their happiness. Cao Jiao was too timid to argue; he was too sincere to be unable to

He lies and then hesitates to explain. But Huang Keer said firmly: "Don't mention it!" He doesn't allow the other party to continue. Then there is an embarrassing silence. They continue walking, and the two Miao Sanshiliu lowered their heads, and they dare not even look at each other. Hong Haiyang coughed a few times, trying to continue the words, mentioning the woods and the wonderful weather; but Huang Keer was angry, and he didn't answer at all except for a few words. Hong Haiyang was not good at this aspect

When he heard the echo, he turned around and talked to Cao Jiao; but Cao Jiao's throat was blocked and he couldn't speak. Huang Ke'er looked at him in the eyes and wanted to laugh: He had forgiven him. In fact, he did not really hold a grudge, and even felt that he was sad and barbaric. But he abused his power and was unwilling to cancel the preface immediately. So until he walked out of the woods, the three people always maintained this attitude: the two dejected Miao Sanshiliu dragged the heavy

But he had to speak for a while. Huang Ke'er held his arm again and talked to him intimately. As soon as he started to work, he stepped up his pace without realizing it, and did not pay attention to exhausting his two companions. Cao Jiao did not complain; he was full of joy and didn't feel tired. He knew that if he was not taking care of himself today, he would have to pay the price afterwards. But he thought: "Drink, tomorrow, what do you care about it! Anyway, I can rest when he leaves."

But Hong Haiyang, who was not as excited as him, was already more than ten steps behind and looked pitiful. Finally, Huang Keer also noticed it, apologized in shame, and suggested lying on the lawn under the poplar for a while. Cao Jiao certainly agreed, but he didn't expect his bronchials to be affected. Fortunately, Hong Haiyang remembered it for him; or at least he felt that after saying this, he didn't have to sweat all over and lie on the cool grass. He suggested taking the train back to a nearby station. Everyone did as soon as possible. Although they were very tired, they had to step up to avoid being late; as a result, when they arrived at the station, the train happened to enter the station.

At this moment, a fat man suddenly rushed to the door of the carriage, shouting the names of Cao Jiao and Hong Haiyang, adding a bunch of their titles and words that praise their virtues, dancing his arms like a madman. Cao Jiao and Hong Haiyang were also shouting, dancing his arms to answer him, while jumping towards the fat man's carriage, the fat man also pushed and ran over the crowd. Huang Keer ran with no clue and asked, "What's the matter?"

The two of them shouted in ecstasy: "It's that Tutuqiao!".

This name didn't mean much to him. He had long forgotten the cheers at the dinner table. Tu Tuqiao stood on the platform of the train, Cao Jiao and Hong Haiyang were standing on the stairs, making people's ears deaf; they felt that this coincidence was really wonderful. The train had started, so they quickly climbed up. Cao Jiao introduced everyone. Tu Tuqiao gave a bow, immediately stood straight like a pillar, first talking about a lot of politeness, and then grabbed Huang Keer's hand and tried hard.

After shook five or six times, as if he was about to pull it off, he shouted loudly. Huang Keer heard it from his shouting that he thanked God and his natal star king for allowing him to have this adventure. But after a while he patted his thigh and cursed the unlucky fortune, which made him never leave the city, but when the commander came, he came out. He saw Cao Jiao's telegram, and the early train had already been driven out for an hour; he was still asleep when he arrived, and people thought he shouldn't have disturbed him.

He grabbed Huang Keer's hand again and placed it in his furry palm of his finger and pinched it desperately.
Chapter completed!