This villain, please exercise some restraint.

Because since he has decided to play professionally, he must play up his worth and create a world of his own.

In terms of gaming, he was undoubtedly a genius, but in terms of academics, he was not a good student, so after failing the high school entrance examination, he dropped out of school. Under the pressure of family finances, he chose to move away from home and work in a factory.

Unfortunately, he is not a part-time worker. In the words of the team leader, he is not even qualified to drive screws.

In the game, he is unrivaled and strong, but in life, he can fail.

Soon, in just one week, he was kicked out of the factory.

Thinking of my mother's disappointed look, my mother's hair that was streaked with silver due to hard work, her increasingly aging face, and the plates one after another that seemed to be endless.

He looked at the large luggage bag in front of him, which was filled with his luggage. His mother stayed up late from get off work to pack it for him the day before he entered the factory.

He touched his pocket and saw that the three bills inside were his wages for this week, which he had earned through hard work. With this money, he could go home the same way.

But what can he do when he returns home? Will you continue to suck your mother's blood and rely on your mother to support you?

Incompetent, really... so incompetent... There is no one more incompetent than him, right?

He had felt powerless many times, but this time was the most profound.

At that moment, all he wanted to do was escape.

Yes, it was escape. Maybe his incompetence had been engraved in his bones and blood, and the only word in his mind was escape.

With this thought in mind, he dragged his heavy luggage and walked to the door of a nearby black Internet cafe.

"Ai Kun Internet Cafe..."

He raised his head, looked at the whitened sign, and murmured to himself.

Life is hopeless enough, but he can only find some value in games.

He lowered his head and walked into the Internet cafe.

"Hey, boy, are you moving?" When he walked to the counter, the middle-aged boss with green hair glanced at the luggage behind him and stopped him immediately with contempt on his face.

"I guarantee it." He stopped, turned around, and half-raised his eyelids, "How much is it?"

"50." The boss replied quickly.

The price shocked him. Isn't it usually 25? How did he get here and become 50?

This thought prompted him to say: "Isn't it 25?"

"Don't you still have a bag with you? Don't you want this to take up space? It's already good if I count you as an extra person. If you change to another Internet cafe, you might not even be allowed in."

The boss answered naturally.

"Here you go." He slapped a 50-yuan note on the table and continued walking inside.

This time the boss who took the money did not stop him again.

When he was in school, he made a small fortune by helping his classmates or students from other grades to improve their scores in League of Glory.

Although all the money was used by him in the end, he failed in the exam, was scolded by the teacher, and went to the Internet cafe to vent his anger.

His account's rank skyrocketed, and his life plummeted.

Maybe it's not accurate. He has been living at the bottom and has no place to live. In his mother's heart, the only way to counterattack - going to school, was also destroyed by his poor scores.

He didn't understand how his classmates learned those esoteric and difficult knowledge points. Similarly, his classmates also couldn't understand how he could climb up to a rank that was difficult for them to move up to.

I sat down and opened "League of Glory". The number I hadn't played in several weeks had dropped to tenth in the entire server.

Originally, he was firmly ranked first, but after being ranked first, he immediately quit and never took the number again.

After signing up, several unfamiliar messages popped up in the private messages.

One of them changed his destiny.

That was the youth training invitation from the SA team. His eyes were focused on the final salary, which was much more than driving screws.

After contacting the SA team, he touched the tickets in his pocket and immediately decided to go for it.

The rest of the private messages were either from girls looking for their brothers, or from studios looking for black slaves to train as trainers. They all had no financial potential, but the SA team was different. This was not a veteran team, but it had been on LAL. The stage team.

Although his record is dismal, in the past, he might have been able to advance all the way and become the starting adc with his game operation and awareness.

Besides, you can get a stable salary, so why not?

At that moment, he didn't consider any risks. He only knew that maybe this was his only chance to counterattack in his life.

His eyes were changing like clouds and mist. An Xu, who was lying on the bed, came to his senses. The pain in his shoulder was slightly relieved. He stood up and moved a few times.

Although he had some problems due to his professional career, he felt warm in his heart when he thought of the proud look on his mother's face when she saw him, and how he could enjoy the comfortable and comfortable life brought by him.

That's great.

He gained a lot of money in just two years. If the expenses were not too extravagant, he would be able to live peacefully for the rest of his life.

Moreover, now he can still have sex with Xia Xiaotong for free, including food, clothing, accommodation, and transportation, basically all aspects of sex are free of charge, and he also gets a sum of money every month.

Ha--, another huge expense saved.

Every time he thought about this, An Xu felt that his decision to join Xia Xiaotong was particularly correct.

In fact, if he continues to play professionally, he will basically be exchanging health for money. This is not worth it. He should relax while his body still has the possibility of recovery.

It is really a blessing to break away from the aura of a star player and return to a normal and ordinary life with friends, family and quality of life.

With this in mind, An Xu turned on her phone and sent word of safety to her mother and Xia Xiaotong respectively.

Originally, he didn't plan to bother Xia Xiaotong by giving her this kind of treatment, but he didn't know if the eldest lady had a sudden idea and insisted on him typing more words.

After doing this, he walked to the window and opened some windows, perhaps as a special reminder from the girl. It was a summer evening and the cool breeze was blowing.

He looked around and saw that the last few rays of glow on the horizon were about to disappear. Under the darkening sky, there was a beautiful corner of the city. On some busy roads, the impatient honking of cars reached his ears from a distance.

Are you in a hurry to go home? Or meeting someone important?

An Xu held his hands on the window sill, and the raised corners of his mouth showed that he was in a good mood. After returning to normal life, he was basically not unhappy. Apart from controlling his mentality sometimes, he had no setbacks.

It wouldn't be bad if he lived his life in such a dull way.

Thinking of being ordinary, he subconsciously thought of the people related to "Final Destiny" who lived on the same floor as him.

If Temperance is not a bug, then in what mental state did they create the character of Temperance?

This is also a question that he is very curious about.