League: I really didn't hang up

Chapter 31

More than seven o'clock in the evening.

When Sister Jiao dragged her exhausted body into the convenience store, she smelled a strange smell before entering the door.

A little sour, a little smelly, a little spicy...

How should I put it, it is a special taste that is indescribable.

Anyway it smells bad.

"Sister Jiao, you are back, you have worked hard." Gala took the initiative to come over to greet her.

"What kind of smell is this?" Sister Jiao pinched her delicate nose, frowned and said, "What are you doing in the store? Boiled shit?"

"Where is it? Maybe the sewer is being cleaned outside..."

Sister Jiao threw the satchel on the table, sat on the wicker chair exhaustedly, and asked, "What have you been doing all afternoon?"

"Work hard on my professional skills and work hard to find a job in the future!" Gala raised her fist and made a cheering gesture, "I know that I have no talent and no other conditions, so I have no choice but to work hard."

"He who has a heart, the sky will live up to him, and three thousand victories can swallow Wu—"

"I have nothing but hard work."

Sister Jiao took a sip of water and nodded in relief when she heard this.

Alas, I think she was so energetic when she was her age, but who ever helped her.

Seeing Ah Wei working hard now, she seemed to see her own shadow back then.

Being able to help such a hard-working boy, what a loss is it...

"Are there many guests today?" Sister Jiao asked.

Gala shook her head and said truthfully: "Not much, the turnover is only a few hundred yuan."

Sister Jiao rubbed her brows, expressing that she knew.

Business is not doing well recently, as the proprietress, how could she not understand this situation.

Gala looked at Sister Jiao for a while, and asked tentatively: "It's cold today, maybe everyone doesn't want to go out, Sister Jiao doesn't need to be disappointed, we will have more customers in a few days."

Xu Jiao shook her head, but said nothing.

"Sister Jiao, seeing how tired you are, why don't you smoke a cigarette and relax..."

Gala forced a smile.

Xu Jiao immediately raised her head vigilantly. When has this kid been so kind and appointed some kind of moth? After glancing at the table, she said, "Have you cleaned the ashtray?"

"alright."

"Is the trash out too?"

"fall down."

"You performed well, and you are worthy of letting you live with me."

"That is."

"..."

Xu Jiao was about to get up and leave when she suddenly saw Gala's computer desktop.

The left foot that had been stepped forward was retracted again.

Xu Jiao raised her head, looked at Gala with a calm expression, and asked softly, "Ah Wei, I beg you to do something."

"Don't mind me, it's so ugly to ask, sister Jiao's business is my business," Gala replied with a smile, "Just ask me if you have anything to do."

"Do you know how to play LOL? I want you to take me with you." Xu Jiao's eyes were clear, and there was no joy or anger on her face.

Gala lost his mind for a moment, but the impulsive joy and strong desire to express quickly overwhelmed everything, so much so that he didn't even think about whether someone with a personality like Sister Jiao might like to play games.

"No problem, to be honest, Miss Jiao, I'm very good at playing games, especially LOL." Gala's smile became brighter.

next second.

Xu Jiao's expression froze in an instant, she was so cold and glamorous.

"So are you playing games here this afternoon?" Xu Jiao's tone was cold, as if she were a different person.

Gala didn't know why, but the matter had come to this point, so he had no choice but to tell the truth: "I played for a while."

"Bang Bang—"

The glass ashtray exploded under Gala's feet in an instant.

Xu Jiao withdrew her right hand, her two embroidered eyebrows were tightly twisted together, her face was full of anger.

"You like playing games that much, don't you?"

At this moment, her voice was full of anger and grief.

Gala was taken aback, and the previous joy and excitement disappeared in an instant.

He didn't understand why Sister Jiao suddenly became furious, and he didn't understand why she reacted so strongly when "game" was mentioned.

Xu Jiao quietly looked at the fragments of the ashtray that she had smashed on the ground.

She just felt like her heart had been torn in half, and the pain couldn't be described in words.

The past is like clouds and smoke, and scenes are floating in front of my eyes.

Xu Jiao bit her lips tightly, not letting her eyes get foggy.

Her hands were tightly clenched into fists, her nails digging deep into the flesh.

She held it extremely hard, as if this was the only way to relieve her pain.

Xu Jiao tried her best to suppress her emotions, and kept telling herself rationally that Ah Wei was just an ordinary boy, and playing games at this age was normal.

She took a few deep breaths, raised her head, and tried to make her tone less blunt.

"Sorry Awei, I lost my composure just now."

Gala stood there, at a loss, not knowing why.

"I'm not mad at you, but I want you to remember that at your age—"

"Especially as a boy,"

"You must not lose your mind by playing with things."

"Don't play games anymore, listen to my sister, can you?"

At this moment, Gala replied "okok" as chicly as a wine treasure.

But he can't.

"I'm sorry Miss Jiao, I don't understand." Gala restrained her expression, changed her usual playfulness, and asked seriously with a straight face: "If, I mean if—"

"If I can support my family by playing games, I won't be hungry, I won't live in the snow, and I won't let people like my landlord ride on my head, then is it also called playing things?"

Xu Jiao narrowed her red phoenix eyes slightly, and a cold light shot out from her eyes.

She never thought that this young man who showed off his laughter would be so stubborn on this issue.

"Listen to my advice. You are still too young and naive. You will understand some things later. Finding a serious job is better than anything else."

"360 lines, the number one in every line, you say I am naive, I am immature in certain things, but you can't say that the job of e-sports is not serious, right?"

Gala thought about it, but she didn't say that she had signed tens of millions of signing fees with rng.

A gentleman is a metaphor for reason, and the value lies in it.

If you can't convince the other party from the inside, but just use examples to force others to bow yourself, you can't be regarded as a real gentleman.

Gala doesn't think she is a gentleman, but she really wants to be recognized by Sister Jiao.

At the beginning, he left his hometown to play professionally, but one of the reasons why he dare not go home is that his parents did not think that "playing games" was the right way for him, and they were even ashamed of it.

This is also a microcosm of how many families have attitudes towards the "e-sports industry".

If it was only in the past, what "Chen Wei" at that time might have wanted to do was to win the championship and get everyone's approval.

But the current gala, in addition to the champion, also wants parents, sister Jiao, and more people who do not belong to this industry to recognize and respect it.

"But you have to understand that there are only a few people who are so successful, so you are so sure that you must be the chosen one?"

Xu Jiao's words were so cold and piercing that people couldn't help but shudder.

"Uh……"

Gala thought to herself that she might really be.

"I understand your feelings, but Sister Jiao, you have to think for me. In this society where the poor are not laughing at the prostitutes, people like me who live in the sewer can finally catch a chance to make a difference. The hope is very slim, but if it were you, would you give up?"

Gala's words are like Galen whispering, and the damage to Sister Jiao is "silent and broken".

In fact, she also understood in her heart that there was nothing wrong with what Gala said in the end, because she herself was such a person who refused to admit defeat and refused to accept her fate back then.

only……

"whatever."

"But let me remind you, it's better not to play games in the future, at least don't let me see you playing."

A smile appeared on Gala's face, clean, sunny and sincere.

"Long live the understanding."

(End of this chapter)