"Don't worry about him?" Xuanwu walked to Xu Yunlong's side and naturally put the chicken legs from Xu Yunlong's lunch box into his own lunch box.
"Fuck, give me back the chicken legs." Xu Yunlong immediately controlled Xuan Wu's chopsticks with super speed, and with a backhand, he controlled Xuan Wu's chopsticks and let the chicken legs fall back into his lunch box, "If
If he can't cheer up, he'll be like that. Don't worry about him and let him reflect on his own."
"I'm afraid I just can't cheer up. There will be a game later and we don't have a substitute." Xuanwu glanced at Zhu Quehuang, so Zhu Quehuang obediently gave Xuanwu's the plump chicken legs that he planned to save until the end.
In the bowl.
"Hey, hey, hey, don't bully Xiao Zhu." Xiao Qingyue glared and said angrily, "Also, we are all on the same team after all, you, the captain, should at least take care of your own team members.
It’s not easy for me to interrupt in this matter, I’ll be preselecting for TI3 soon, don’t do this.”
"I can't say..." Xu Yunlong sighed, "If it works, do you think Ye Qiu can still come to us? Sy would have put him on the substitute team long ago. If he couldn't figure it out, I
It’s useless to say anything.”
Xiao Qingyue wanted to say something else, but the phone rang, so she had to answer it first.
Leng Muxue did not eat with him, but sat in front of the computer, downloaded the two videos just now, and began to study the data.
"I'm full." Zhu Quehuang wiped his mouth after quickly finishing his lunch, "Brother Long, can I take half a day off? My mother asked me to go home."
"Well, go ahead. If you can come back in the evening, you can practice the mystery again. Your efficiency is too low." Xu Yunlong nodded and continued to eat his meal.
Zhu Quehuang said oh and returned to the dormitory.
Ye Qiu was still lying on the bed, wrapped in a quilt and feeling depressed. Zhu Quehuang looked at Ye Qiu who was wrapped like a sea cucumber, sighed, turned around and packed his schoolbag, and said to himself at the same time: "Everyone is
We are eating, why don’t you go and eat? If you don’t eat, you won’t have the energy to train and play games.”
The fake sea cucumber didn't speak.
"To be honest, I don't quite understand how you feel, but I understand a little bit. I don't understand...because I'm not as good as you. I've only been playing this game for a few months. So to be honest, I'm not
I can understand why you are so sad, because you played very well. If it were me, I probably wouldn't even have the courage to persist and finish the game. But I also feel that I understand your mood a little, after being killed so many times.
, no one else would be happy..."
"What do you know!"
Ye Qiu, who was pretending to be a sea cucumber, suddenly burst out, lifted up the quilt, jumped up, grabbed Zhu Quehuang's collar, and shouted with tears on his face: "What do you know? You only played a few games on the ground? How can you?"
Maybe you will understand my mood! Do you understand what kind of mood I have in mind?! **I don’t understand anything! For you, this is just a game. It’s different for me. Do you understand?
This is my career! I gave up everything and chose this path.
I don’t want to do worse than my brother! Brother Long didn’t accept NF’s poaching because he had his own persistence. I have my own persistence when I come here! I have long decided that I must stand at the top of this industry. Do you understand?
No, you don’t understand at all! What kind of setbacks have you experienced? Do you know how many people envy you? You can play professionally in a few months, and you were invited by the big boss personally. What ability do you have?
!Don’t come to this, you don’t understand anything at all!”
Zhu Quehuang was stunned for a long time, looking at Ye Qiu in front of him who was choking with sobs and wanted to cry, but he suppressed himself from making a sound and slowly lowered his eyes.
"Well, I really don't understand... Even now, I'm still hesitating whether to continue my studies at university or just give up my undergraduate degree and start a career. I don't have your determination to ignore everything...
..”
"Hmph... You've reached this point and you're still hesitating?" Ye Qiu suddenly felt that he and people like Zhu Quehuang, who just treated Dota as a game, were insulting themselves.
"I once told Brother Long that I wanted to choose this path. Now, although I am a little hesitant, after thinking about it for so long, I still want to continue. When I went home today, I told my parents about this.
...I won’t be reporting to school.”
Ye Qiu was stunned for a moment.
"However, it will be hard for my mother to accept it... To be honest, I don't even dare to tell Brother Long. Maybe I won't be able to come back, and my mother will lock me in the house, haha.
"
Ye Qiu looked at Zhu Quehuang incomprehensibly, stared into his eyes and asked, "Why can you still laugh?"
"Hmm...I don't know either." Zhu Quehuang scratched his long hair, and the slightly soft hair hung down. He looked much weaker than the previous bald head, "
But I probably won’t give up. After all, this is the only thing I think I can do until now. Although it will definitely not go so smoothly. If my parents don’t let me come out, I will climb through the window.
, my family lives on the second floor, I used to skip it when I was a kid, haha.”
"You...are unreasonable." Ye Qiu looked at Zhu Quehuang as if he were a monster, but the hand holding his collar gradually loosened his grip.
"Well, I don't know how to express it." Zhu Quehuang said with a smile, "But I know one thing."
Ye Qiu looked at Zhu Quehuang with suspicion, not knowing what he wanted to say next.
"I like dota, so no matter what happens, I will never give up."
Ye Qiu was startled, then turned around after a while, went back to his bed, snorted, whispered "crazy", and ignored Zhu Quehuang.
Zhu Quehuang innocently shrugged his shoulders, blinked, and said to Ye Qiu's back, "Tell Brother Long for me, I will definitely come back." After saying that, he opened the door and walked out of the dormitory.
After Zhu Quehuang left, Xu Yunlong slowly walked out of the toilet, lit a cigarette, turned around and went downstairs.
Seeing Xu Yunlong coming back, Xuanwu asked him if he wanted to go black. Xu Yunlong shook his head and sat on the chair as if he was exhausted, making the back of the chair creak.
"What's wrong? Has the transformation taken a melancholy route?" Xuanwu raised his eyebrows when he saw that Xu Yunlong was silent.
"...This year's TI3, let's rush in."
"Eh?" Xuanwu was stunned for a moment, not quite understanding what Xu Yunlong meant, "Is this the lineup?"
"Well...if you work hard, you can always do it." Xu Yunlong said with a smile.
Xuan Wu narrowed his eyes, "You don't want to lead the whole show by yourself, do you?"
"If necessary." Xu Yunlong closed his eyes.
"Hey, hey, I heard Qingyue say, zone can't be used frequently."
"Don't you still have your interpretation of the current situation?"
"That can only be used with the support of teammates. This time the opponent is too weak. If the opponent is strong, even I can't make the opponent make mistakes." Xuan Wu began to speak more.
"Let's try...if we can find a better player before the competition."
"I asked, why did you say this all of a sudden?" Xuanwu still didn't understand why Xu Yunlong felt like his head was twitching as soon as he went upstairs.
"It's nothing, I just feel that since we have to compete, we have to aim for the championship."
Xuanwu wanted to say something else, but at this moment Ye Qiu walked into the training room.
Unexpectedly, Ye Qiu would recover so quickly. Xuan Wu glanced at Ye Qiu.
Ye Qiu's eyes were still red and he looked like he was crying quite miserably, but his spirits were much better.
Without saying hello to Xu Yunlong and Xuanwu, Ye Qiu directly pulled out his chair, sat down, downloaded the game just now, and began to review the game attentively.
Xuanwu looked at Xu Yunlong, who smiled and nodded. Xuanwu also breathed a sigh of relief, took a bottle of water, put it in Ye Qiu's hand, and began to analyze it for him.
