Short story doujin hello eighteen year old my birthday
"Check out at machine 15 in Area A!"
"Boss, get on the plane!"
"Get a Coke!"
Ye Xiu walked in with a familiarity, clutching a bottle of water. The noisy customers and the smoky air were all familiar to him. In such an environment, he didn't even have to look at the number plate hanging above the passage with his eyes closed.
, can all find their seats.
He walked all the way to the special seats in the smoking area. After not walking far, he turned a small corner and suddenly paused at his feet:
The seat he was used to sitting in was packed with people. About a dozen onlookers stretched their necks and stared at the screen, chatting incessantly. In front of the computer, there was a person who was concentrating on typing on the keyboard. Just listening to the sound, his hand speed was at least over 300.
"I'll go! Win again!"
"I've won several games in a row..."
"The other party has never fallen...he died directly!"
Ye Xiu's curiosity aroused. He squeezed into the crowd and stood on tiptoe to look at the screen. The picture on the screen was very familiar: a battle mage and a qigong master, rolling and rolling, fighting fiercely. The battle mage held a war spear.
Flying like a dragon, the tip of the dark spear was shining brightly with silver light. It was Que Xie who had been accompanying Ye Xiu for almost ten years.
Is it Sun Xiang?
Why is he here?
Ye Xiu was startled. He looked again and felt something was wrong: the one running and jumping on the screen was clearly One Autumn Leaf, but it was not the One Autumn Leaf that had just been separated from him and fell into Sun Xiang's hands for only a month. The power of the skill was much lower.
, the bonus of the dazzling pattern is not enough, and even the highest level skill played by both sides so far is only level 55.
Level 55...
Yes, that's a level 55 One Autumn Leaf. A level 55 One Autumn Leaf, not yet covered in silver equipment, but wearing a copy of the orange equipment.
But, how could it be...how could it be possible?!
Before he could figure it out, the golden word "GLORY" had jumped out of the screen. On the opposite side of the screen, another familiar figure stood up and stretched greatly:
"No fight, no fight! Let's go eat!"
It was Wu Xuefeng...it was Wu Xuefeng who was eight or nine years younger. Ye Xiu didn't even have time to figure out why Wu Xuefeng was here before he felt his eyes heat up. He shrank and hid behind the crowd. A clear voice had already been raised.
In the center of the crowd:
"I won't go. I'll watch the video and bring it back for me!"
"OK!"
There was no more fighting to watch, and the crowd gradually dispersed. In the deepest corner of the smoking area, two rows of seats suddenly became empty, leaving only a young man sitting alone in front of the computer. He clicked on the battle video he had just downloaded and dragged it back.
, slow playback, review from multiple angles, and occasionally open a document to make a few notes.
Ye Xiu stood behind him and watched quietly.
This is Excellent Era Internet Cafe, the Excellent Era Internet Cafe in the first season, not the Happy Internet Cafe in the second half of Season 8, and the person with his back to him is his 18-year-old self——
That's right, the current Excellent Era Club and the Excellent Era Internet Cafe back then have always been at this location. The distance from Happy in the physical sense is just a diagonal door on the street.
Even, their seats in the Internet cafe...
During the first season, there was no dedicated training room or even dedicated boxes. They just created a separate row of seats in the Internet cafe, and those seats, in order to take care of him and a few old smokers, were exactly the same deep in the smoking area.
at.
At this moment, Ye Xiu didn't want to explore why he went back eight years ago. His eyes were exactly the same as the eighteen-year-old Ye Xiu in front of him, cast on the computer screen.
"This tyrant came out a little early."
"The pause in this series of bursts can be longer."
"This strong dragon pressure... um..."
The young man studied the video with all his concentration, muttering something to himself. He looked over and over for more than ten minutes of the less than three-minute battle, but still only saw half of it. Seeing him going back and forth to study the Furious Dragon Piercer through the Heart just now,
Ye Xiu finally couldn't bear it anymore and stepped forward:
"For this angry dragon piercing the heart, the angle of attack can be a little further to the right."
"Oh, that's right!" The young man shouted happily. After shouting, he turned around and stood up from the table. He quickly looked at Ye Xiu and said, "You are——"
"I am also a player." Ye Xiu smiled, waved his hand casually, and pressed down: "You go first."
He knows his own things, and if he doesn't write it down quickly after he understands this technical point, he won't even be able to drink water.
"Sorry!" Sure enough, his 18-year-old self said hello in a hurry, immediately rushed back to the computer, and started typing. It wasn't until he finished writing this paragraph that he turned around, his eyes shining brightly.
pressing:
"Is there anything else?"
Ye Xiu simply sat down next to him. Of course, his eighteen-year-old self could not compare to his 25-year-old self in terms of understanding of battle mages and other professions. However, the eighteen-year-old boy was unrestrained and unconstrained.
Imagination, even for 25-year-old Ye Xiu, shines with precious and bright light.
"I think if you want to swing the round dance stick through 180 degrees, you can still do this..."
"I think the firing sequence of Xuanwen is okay..."
"I think..."
"I think..."
They chatted from battle mages to qigong masters, from qigong masters to boxing masters, and from boxing masters to sharpshooters. They talked about the timing of the combination of Cloud Body and Double Tiger Palm, how to control the bullet impact point with the gun, and teamwork.
The tactics of war...
Intrigued, the 18-year-old Ye Xiu even logged into the game by swiping his card again and invited this friend, who had met by chance but had a particularly speculative conversation, to play a game.
"Forget it." After being stunned for a moment, the 25-year-old Ye Xiu shook his head with a smile and gave the reason he had used once before. "I don't have an account card."
"How come! Where's your number?"
"Giving it away..."
As he spoke, Ye Xiu turned his gaze to the screen, to the familiar yet unfamiliar level 55 One Autumn Leaf.
Soon, this character will win its first championship, second championship, and third championship;
Named "God of Fighting" by Glory players, becoming the first character to be banned in Glory;
One by one, the orange clothes on his body were replaced by silver ones, and finally, he became the battle mage in black clothes and black armor that was deeply imprinted in his mind...
"Alas! It's a pity that you played so well." The 18-year-old Ye Xiu regretted for a moment, but did not ask further questions. He just sighed sincerely:
"And it's rare to know all the professions!"
"I understand a little, I understand a little." 25-year-old Ye Xiu smiled. 18-year-old Ye Xiu rolled his eyes and suddenly blurted out: "Actually..."
He swallowed back the words at once and turned his head slightly to cover up the sadness that quickly passed through his eyes. The 25-year-old Ye Xiu finished silently in his heart: "Actually, there is a profession and a card that is very suitable for you, Sanren
, Lord Don’t laugh..."
He pretended not to hear the young man's words. After a moment of sadness, the young man turned his head, with a sunny face again. He leaned his left elbow on the table, stretched out his right hand to the much older young man, and smiled sincerely.
And curious:
"By the way, after chatting for so long, I still don't know who you are! My name is Ye Qiu, what's yours?"
"I……"
The scene in front of him suddenly became turbulent like waves. For some reason, the 25-year-old Ye Xiu understood one thing:
This time I accidentally entered time and space, accidentally entered Excellent Era Internet Cafe, and met my past self, that's it.
The name uttered by my 18-year-old self was like the stroke of midnight at Cinderella's ball, bringing an end to this unexpected meeting.
At most, I can only say one or two more sentences.
For a moment, he was frozen on the spot, unable to move. Ye Xiu looked at himself in front of him, who was much younger, sharp and energetic, as if he was standing on top of the world, and was filled with emotions.
There were so many things that he wanted to tell his 18-year-old self at this moment.
I want to tell him that in the near future, you will win three championships in a row and then be killed;
I want to tell him not to trust Tao Xuan too much, and not to be too sad about betrayal and breakup, because you will have new friends and a new future;
I want to tell him that the Lord Grim and Myriad Manifestations Umbrella that you care about will eventually be unblocked...
Thousands of words were on the tip of his tongue, but 25-year-old Ye Xiu didn't say a single word.
What is there to say?
All decisions and actions in the past have regrets, but no regrets.
Even if you get to the point where you leave Excellent Era alone, even if you go back in time and do it again, the path you have walked on will still not change in any way.
He will still not accept advertisements, make public appearances, or stand in public in any way;
He will still try his best to teach every team member, never give up or suppress, even if that person is Liu Hao;
He will still...not leave Excellent Era voluntarily, and will stick to it until the last moment.
So, why bother saying it.
As for the pursuit of the championship and the love for glory, the blood flowing in the body has not changed at all from the age of 18 to the age of 25, so there is no need to supervise the original self.
At the end, Ye Xiu just smiled slightly and held the young man's vibrant, thin but warm palm.