Liu Jiangqing leaned on the sofa and took out her mobile phone to look through it. The mask on her face was still on, as if she was obsessed with the world.
Suddenly, a figure sat down opposite him. He skillfully took out a pack of cigarettes and shook them. In an instant, he held a cigarette between his fingers. The crisp clicking sound of the lighter sounded in the hall, and the cigarette butts slowly emerged.
The whole movement is so coherent that it seems like magic.
"Do you want to smoke?" The visitor placed half a pack of cigarettes in the middle of the table with a silver zippo lighter on top.
"No." Liu Jiangqing simply refused and continued to look at her phone.
"Since you don't smoke, what are you doing out here?" the visitor asked.
"It's too stuffy in there." Liu Jiangqing, who was wearing a mask, answered casually.
"I'm waiting for you to come back on stage, especially that little girl." The visitor puffed out smoke, "It's not a good idea to escape like this."
"I didn't run away, I just didn't want to join in the fun."
The word "escape" in the opponent's words was too rude, but in this case it was used very accurately. Coming here without wanting to go on stage is escaping, holding a cell phone without looking at the person coming across is also escaping, but Liu Jiang
Qing still wanted to defend himself, so he quickly retorted. When he said this, his fingers were still sliding on the phone screen, but there was no open content on it. He was just bored on the two pages of the interface with densely packed APP icons.
Scratching the ground back and forth, pretending to be focused.
"It's actually easy to tell whether you're running away or not. Those who run away are timid and run away quietly. Those who don't run away are upright and just go up and refuse, just like me." The person opposite analyzed the word like a scholar.
Meticulous, and even praised myself by the way.
Liu Jiangqing put down her phone unhappily and stared at the visitor, "If you don't go back to watch the game, what are you doing here?"
"Have a cigarette and call you back." Xiao Yuan smiled, stretched out his hand and flicked the edge of the ashtray. The ash that still maintained its shape was completely broken off from the ignition point and fell into the clean ashtray. "It's okay.
Just go over and play, this game is not difficult for you. I didn’t want to go when they chose me just now, but it was quite interesting after playing it, so it’s not in vain.”
"No one can force me to do something I don't want to do. You are the president of the seventh server. I can obey your orders in the game, but you can't order me now." Liu Jiangqing replied arrogantly.
"If this kind of thing still requires me to tell you in the form of an order, then I, Xiao Yuan, have really misjudged the person." Xiao Yuan narrowed his eyes and took another deep drag on the cigarette, "Lu Yunqian is on stage.
Up, Tong Nian is also on the stage. They treat you as a brother, but you treat them as rubbish. You lose your character before the battle even begins, and you are such a complete loser. Hey! Forget it, just smoke with me.
, after smoking this one, I’ll go back and cheer them up.”
"..."
Liu Jiangqing was stung by these stinging words and couldn't sit still, and finally looked at Xiao Yuan. Instead, Xiao Yuan leisurely smoked a cigarette and looked away, no longer looking at him. The conversation between the two seemed to have ended here.
.The cigarette has burned to more than half, like a countdown hourglass, moving towards the end with the flickering sparks.
Every word in Xiao Yuan's words is more vicious than the word "escape" in the previous sentence, and it even sounds like a curse at first. But Liu Jiangqing doesn't want to refute this sentence, and part of her heart still agrees with it.
view.
Although he has put aside his grievances with Mingyue Pavilion and reconciled with Tong Nian in the game, Liu Jiangqing still cannot face the stage that belongs to the competitors and the thousands of spectators. He has retired for more than two years.
The player's strength is naturally not as good as before, and he can only be considered a high-level player at most. But the opponents and the audience here will definitely compare him now with him in the past, and then they will inevitably come to a result - Liu Jiangqing
Sure enough, it was no longer possible, so Mingyue Pavilion didn't want him.
This matter has always been a poisonous snake entrenched deep in Liu Jiangqing's heart. The decline in strength is an ironclad fact that everyone can see. As long as he is given such a result, it is equivalent to completely rejecting his competitive performance.
It hurts those who still choose to support him.
Although he is no longer a professional player, Liu Jiangqing still hopes that what will remain in everyone's hearts is the model assassin Tian Jiangming, rather than the footprints of a second-rate player.
He didn't want to destroy everyone's previous impression of him, so he simply chose to escape. When Tong Nian noticed Lu Yunqian's seat number, he slipped out of the museum, hoping that no one would see him.
But now Xiao Yuan's words suddenly woke him up, and he felt that he needed someone to scold him well like this. The more painful the scolding, the better, to scold away all the cowardice and remaining darkness in his heart, so that he could have the courage to face it again.
To those two important people and thousands of viewers, instead of being a betrayer huddled in a corner.
But why was the person who scolded him the big smoker in front of him?
Liu Jiangqing, who realized the change in his heart, suddenly became interested in Xiao Yuan again, and looked at the person sitting opposite him again. Xiao Yuan's down jacket was probably placed on the seat, and he was only wearing a white sweater, which looked simple and clean.
There is always a faint smile on his angular face, and he looks very friendly. There is a unique temperament of a scholar between his eyebrows, but his eyes contain an unruly look, and he seems to be able to switch freely between a scholar and a ruffian at any time.
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He soon discovered that this person's gesture of holding a cigarette was very unique. It was between the middle finger and ring finger of his right hand. This gesture was a common gesture for professional players to smoke. A long time ago, when he was an ordinary college student, he met an e-sports player by chance.
He holds a cigarette in his hand and plays games leisurely, smoking and controlling the mouse at the same time.
The slender and flexible hands in front of him and the unique cigarette holding posture seemed to be the only proof that Xiao Yuan had ever been an e-sports player. Other than that, he was completely the same as ordinary people and had nothing special about him. Suddenly, Liu Jiangqing felt that he
He is somewhat similar to himself, both are retired players, and they no longer have the same strength as before, but why does he seem so comfortable?
Also, who is he?
"...Your seat is VA05. You can pass through VA04 from the middle corridor, but you deliberately passed through VA12 just to confirm Lu Yunqian and I, right?" Liu Jiangqing knew that Xiao Yuan had seen through her.
He simply opened the skylight and said frankly, "You knew we were coming. You, or the person behind you, deliberately asked us to sit together so that you could contact us, right?"
"Hehehe..." Xiao Yuan suddenly laughed. This smile made the seriousness on the other side look a bit childish, "It's not that mysterious. I didn't know you would come at first, and you were my neighbor. But I look at people.
Your eyesight is pretty good. Even if half of your face is covered, it's not much different from the photo taken during the online cafe competition on the forum. I came over from the other side just to confirm your identity. As for that girl, I saw her later.
Only Hengdao Yijian on the computer knows about it, and the way the girl speaks is exactly the same as in the game, so it is not difficult to identify." Xiao Yuan explained.