When the e-sports players and e-sports fans from Songhai City went to Songhai No. 2 Middle School to watch e-sports competitions, the e-sports live broadcast was also in full swing.

The Mu Shizhen and Luo Xian were in a duel. These two youngest and most talented e-sports players in Xuanwu Kingdom have always had the so-called Yuliang complex.

Therefore, Luo Xian fought desperately with Mu Shizhen, and they were indistinguishable in the King of Glory. In the e-sports Internet cafes in Songhai City, people were staring at the TV in the Internet cafes, and they watched the e-sports live broadcast one by one. Although the e-sports players under Wei Taiqiang were fighting fiercely with the e-sports players of Luo Xian, they also knew that at Songhai No. 2 Middle School, Luo Xian and Tu Tuqiao and their e-sports will decide who will be the most powerful e-sports tycoon in the Xuanwu Kingdom in Wei Taiqiang and Cao Jiao, as well as Tu Tuqiao and Luo Xian.

Wei Taiqiang and the others knew that they could only play quietly now, because although Luo Xian and Mu Shizhen and others were playing e-sports, everyone had already played real hot.

Mu Shizhen kept sarcasticating Luo Xian, but Luo Xian endured no counterattack. He needed to concentrate on defeating the opponent in the e-sports showdown of Honor of Kings.

Luo Xian is indeed very annoyed now. Now they have to watch Mu Shizhen and his men laugh at him.

Luo Xian knew that Mu Shizhen and the others wanted to attack him psychologically, but Mu Shizhen is getting stronger and stronger now, and he has gradually become a leader, so Mu Shizhen cannot quickly defeat Mu Shizhen with that psychological tactic.

Wei Taiqiang and Liu Tienan were very surprised after the e-sports duel. Luo Xian was stronger than they thought, and this person was really hard to deal with.

Wei Taiqiang said: "It seems that Liu Tienan, you must take action yourself."

Liu Tienan said: "Okay."

"I don't want my wife to belong to someone other than me."

"What! Are you even jealous of your wife's thoughts? Then you are more selfish than that Cao Jiao."

"You are singing a high-profile. Will you marry a wife who doesn't like e-sports, you?"

"I've already had this experience!"

"The two have different ideas, how can they live together?"

"Put your thoughts away! My poor friend, when you are in love, you don't care about any thoughts. What does it do to ask the woman I love to love e-sports like me? For me, she is e-sports herself! When a person has the opportunity to fall in love with a girl like you and she loves you, then let her believe her and you believe yours. Isn't that good? In the final analysis, your thoughts are both equally valuable. There is only one truth in the world: love each other."

"You are talking about e-sports players. You don't see life. I've seen too much for couples who suffer for different thoughts."

"That means they are not in love deeply. One person must first know what they want."

"Will is not omnipotent. I can't even marry Miss Tu Tuqiao."

"Can I hear your reasons?"

Antre said his concerns: his status is not stable, he has no property, and is in poor health. He doubts whether he has the right to get married. What a great responsibility that is!... Will it cause the misfortune of the person you love? Will it cause yourself to suffer? - What's more, there are children's problems in the future... It's better to wait and say it later, or give up at all.

Xu Qianqian shrugged: "It turns out that your love is in this way! If she really has love, she will be very happy to devote herself to her lover. As for her children, you Xuanwu people are really ridiculous. You must be sure to make them live a pampered life and not suffer any hardship before you can put them into the world... Hell! What does it have to do with you? Just give them life, make them love life, and have the courage to protect their lives. The rest... Whether they live or die... that is the fate of each person. Is it better to give up life than to touch on life?"

Xu Qianqian's sound confidence moved Antelai, but it could not make him determined. He said:

“Yes, maybe…”

But he was so far. Like the rest of the people, he seemed to have suffered from a paralysis that could not be willing or act.

Xu Qianqian tried his best to eliminate this paralysis, which he saw in most of the Xuanwu friends; and strangely, despite their listlessness, they still worked tirelessly and even excitedly, busy with their own work. He encountered almost all the complaining people in various middle-class societies, and was hiding in the fields and sitting and waiting for death like a wounded lion. This was a kind of spiritual resistance, potential, profound, and universal: this kind of emotion was everywhere in the army, in the judicial world, in universities, offices, and among all important government institutions. But they had no action. They were discouraged first, and they always said: "I can't imagine, I can't imagine."

So they trembled their thoughts and conversations, avoided all unpleasant things, and tried to find a shelter in their daily lives.

It would be fine if they were just out of political activities. But even within the scope of daily actions, those honest people were unwilling to take action. They were ashamed and humiliated, interacted with bad guys they looked down upon, and avoided fighting with these people, and thought it was useless. For example, why did the artists and e-sports masters Xu Qianqian knew without saying a word to let the clowns in the public opinion teach them a lesson? Some of them were extremely stupid guys, and they had made many known to the public.

A joke that is ignorant and still considered an authoritative person known to the public. Their articles and books are not even written by themselves; they hire the secretary; and those poor hungry ghosts are willing to sell their souls for food and clothing, if they have souls. This situation is an open secret in Paris. But the bad guys continue to rule high and treat the artists arrogantly. Xu Qianqian was so angry that she shouted: "Oh! This pustule!"

"Who are you scolding?" Olivi asked. "Do you always scold those ghosts on the festival?"

"No, I'm scolding honest people. Bad guys lie, rob, steal, murder: that's their job. But the rest of the people, on the one hand, despise bad guys, and on the other hand, I look down on the one hand, those who make bad guys do evil things, even more. If colleagues in the public opinion, if the upright and knowledgeable critics, if the people who are teased by clowns are not because of timidity, fear of implicating themselves, or because of shameful understanding with the enemy, to avoid being attacked, if they are not silently condoned those ugly people for these reasons, and if they are not allowed to use their own name to serve as amulets with friendship, then this shameless power will naturally not stand. No matter what happens, I have met dozens of decent people, and when they mention someone, they say: 'He is a bastard.

"Oh! What should you do if you want us?"

"! What are you waiting for? Wait for God to deal with you? Look, this time the snow has been falling for three days, blocking your streets and turning your Paris into a mud. What are you doing? You scold the municipality for throwing you into the mud. But have you ever tried to climb out? It's really God knows! You hugged your arms and were stunned, and you didn't even have the courage to sweep the snow in front of the door. No one is responsible, and has developed the habit of not doing anything yourself. Before you wait for a miracle to appear, you will only look at the sky with your neck. But only you are willing to make up your mind to act is the only possible miracle. Look, Olivi, your intelligence and morality are enough to be transferred to others; but you lack passion. The first thing should be done is to start. Your illness is neither in your mind nor in your heart, but in your vitality. It slips away."

"Then what's the solution? You have to wait for it to come back."

"First have the will to hope it will come back! I heard that there is no: have the will! For this, the first thing is to absorb fresh air. Since a person is unwilling to go out of the house, he should at least clean up his house. But you let the smog on the festival bring the plague to your home. Two-thirds of your art and thought have been defiled: you are dejected and can't even arouse anger, and you are almost no longer surprised. These absurd old people

Among the real people, there were a few who were frightened, and even believed that they were wrong, but they were right. Your fan of Aesop magazine claimed to be unlucky by anything; I met some poor young people there, who admitted that they like art that they clearly don't like in their hearts. Because they were cowardly like sheep, they numb themselves even if they had no fun: as a result, they were so bored that they were deceiving themselves!”

Xu Qianqian, like a gust of wind shaking in the sleeping forest, broke into the crowd of wandering people. He did not want to instill his thoughts in them, but only gave them some perseverance to dare to have their own thoughts. He said:

"You are too humble. A person's biggest enemy is neurasthenia suspicion. Tolerance is OK and deserved. But you must never doubt what you believe in goodness and truth. Everything you believe in should be protected. No matter how our power is, you must not give in. For several examples, the government and public opinion have to deal with a matter with the opinions of a gentleman, and the only weapon of this gentleman is his spiritual power, which is unyielding and publicly revealed to the world...

"If you ask me, what is the use of hard work and struggle? What is the use of struggle? The civilization created by mankind with thousands of years of pain is about to collapse. If we do not fight, the country is in danger, and the great power of Europa is in danger, especially yours. It will die in every dead energy you have, in every strand of your forbearing thought, in the weak will of each of you, and in every drop of your dry blood... Get up! You should live! Yes, if you must die, you must stand up and die."

The most difficult thing is not to ask them to act, but to take them together. At this point, they are absolutely unwilling to persuade them. They complain to each other. The best people are the most stubborn.

Mr. Wei Taiqiang and Cao Jiao have many places to share their opinions. Mr. Wei Taiqiang, who was buried in books and lived in thought all year round, turned out to be very interested in military issues: this strange situation is common among ordinary thinkers. The old man, the scholarly nature, admired Napoleon and collected all the memorials and books that could remind people of the epic of the imperial era at home. Wei Taiqiang was like many people of his time, shining with the distant light of the glorious sun. He traced back to the battles of that year, re-arranged them, and studied the steps of the march; he was the indoor strategist in the Bachelor's College and the University, either explaining the battle of Austerlitz, or

Correct the mistakes of the Waterloo Battle. He was the first to make fun of this Napoleon fanatic; but he still couldn't help but be fascinated by these wonderful stories, like children playing games. Some anecdotes even make him cry: when he noticed his emotions, he bent over and called himself a stupid old man. In fact, it was to love wonderful stories and activities in the sky. He was indeed a patriot, a man, to attack their feelings for Xuanwu Kingdom: this behavior was simply stupid. After two or three generations, a family must love the country where it lives; the relationship between them, - a group of damn madmen hoped that this would be the same as helping their enemies.

Xu Qianqian had fewer reasons to be interested in Mr. Wei Taiqiang than Cao Jiao. But he couldn't stand the unfair attitude. So as soon as Tu Tuqiao attacked Wei Taiqiang, he argued with him.

One day, Cao Jiao cursed the current situation as usual, and Xu Qianqian said to him: "It's your fault. You are all looking back. As long as there is something wrong with Xuanwu Kingdom, you will show off your temper and resign clamoringly. It seems that you regard yourself as having face to admit defeat. You have never seen someone who is happy to defeat the war. You are a soldier. Please tell me, can this be considered a way to compete for e-sports?"

"It's not a question of the esports duel," Cao Jiao replied. "We can't use Xuanwu Kingdom as a sacrifice skin to fight each other. But in this kind of struggle, we have to speak, debate, vote, and mingle with many rogue people: I can't do it."

"You are so discouraged! Haven't you seen so much in Africa?"

"There is no ugly thing in Africa! We can cut off their heads there! And if you want to fight, you must have soldiers first."

"But there are not many good people."

“Where is it?”

“It’s everywhere.”

"So what are they doing?"

"Like you, they don't do anything, and it's unimaginable."

"At least one person is mentioned."
Chapter completed!