Journey of a Thousand Miles

"What's the point?" Shura repeated in surprise, "Hey drunk Lingyun!"

"So what if it's dark, you have to play the game." Qianli said, "E-sports speaks on strength."

"That's right..." Shura hesitated. The e-sports circle is different from the entertainment circle, and the level is solid, but... "People's words are awesome, and everyone's words make money! Besides, I can't do it myself." Unaffected by the outside world, don’t you see that Zui Lingyun posted on Weibo, saying that if he can’t win, he will quit the e-sports circle for eternity—”

"It seems to make sense," Qianli rubbed his chin, "but the eternal people are too idle, right? I just finished the comparison with the miracle the day before yesterday, and today I'm here—"

"Naive again," Shura laughed, "Why do you think the navy is used? Even if the Eternal did it himself, it can't be the few members of the battle team."

"..." Qianli was silent for a while, "If you play the game, you have to play the game well, what's wrong with this?"

"Where there are people, it's the Jianghu. Which circle doesn't have a war? This is considered gentle." Shura is used to it.

"Off-site kung fu is also kung fu. There are all kinds of birds in the big forest." Mosquito said.

"There are all kinds of forests when the bird is big." 33 continued the sentence.

Mosquito thought for a while, and then said, "I just realized that these two sentences are so dirty."

"Oh?" 33 turned to look at him.

"Feel carefully." The mosquito touched the position of the heart.

After a while, 33 suddenly understood, and nodded in tacit understanding with the mosquito.

"..." Chongchong held the half-bitten bun and was a little bit hesitant to eat it.

"Mosquito, you..." Shura rubbed his forehead, "Don't keep talking yellow, there are minors here."

"Who speaks a yellow accent?" Qianlisi asked.

"Look." Shura said.

"Wu Jiu, what are they talking about?" Qianli asked Wu Jiu for help.

"Ignorance is a kind of happiness." Wu Jiu said seriously.

"roll."

The news came out in the morning, and after a day of fermentation, it became a hot gossip in LDM at night. After training in the afternoon, the first thing Shura did was go to the forum and check Weibo to see how things were going. "How?" Mosquito and 33 were also very curious. With Shura's artificial information filter, it couldn't be more convenient.

"Their past has been exposed," Shura said, "It means that the queen used to hang around in eternity, failed to compete for the position of guild leader, quit the guild, and poached a lot of corners, established a miracle, and later became like this gone."

"So this is a story about failing to seize the throne and leading the army to escape and stand up and fight against the court." Mosquito said, "A history of war..."

"The sailors have also come out," Shura said.

"Oh? What did you say?" Mosquito asked.

"It's ugly. It's said that the queen is hyped by her appearance, Lianyi Qingchen's transfer is retribution, and there are some... well, sexual harassment remarks, you can see for yourself." Shura said, "I bet fifty cents. The things that happen are also eternal.”

"Fifty cents for you." Mosquito took Shura's phone and swiped down to the comment section. It wasn't a one-sided trend. There were still some people who spoke for the queen. The fans that Miracle had accumulated for so long showed their power, but As Shura said, ugly things are really ugly, and there are even vulgar clamors such as "the skirt should be shorter", "this career line is no wonder the Queen's career is so good", "I can play with this breast for a year".

Shura and Mosquito discussed with great interest, Qianli took the key and went out to the hall to look around, "Hey, where is Wugui?"

"In the kitchen." Chongchong replied.

Qianli poked his head into the kitchen, "Wugui, are you leaving?"

Today is the day when the two of them are responsible for shopping and cooking.

"Yeah." Wu Jiu responded, closed the refrigerator door and walked out, "There are a lot of things that need to be restocked, I've made a list."

"Innocence is reliable, and you don't need to eat if you just count on thousands of miles," Shura didn't forget to complain, and suddenly found something, "Huh? You two use a couple keychain?"

"What?" Qianli was taken aback, looked down at his own keychain, and then at the keychain in Wujiu's hand, only to realize that Wujiu also had a small cactus keychain.

"...coincidence." Wu Jiu was unusually calm.

"Let's go." Qianli took Wu Jiu to go out.It's just a keychain, he didn't care at all.

The two came to the supermarket, one was responsible for half of the list, and they split up. Not long after, Qianli pulled the shopping cart and jumped in front of Wujiu, "It's done!"

"..." Wu Jiu looked at him, then at his shopping cart, "You are still... so fast."

"Soldiers are expensive and fast!" Qianli said proudly.

Wugui picked up the items in the shopping cart and checked them personally, "This brand... just got news a while ago, do you still dare to buy it?"

"What? What news?" Qianli was at a loss.

"... This one has been changed, and this... This brand is not good either."

"So much attention."

"Diseases come from the mouth, so of course you have to be careful about what you eat."

Qianli's "soldiers are expensive and fast" is not a day or two. At the beginning, the division of labor between the two was to buy packaged products for no reason, and Qianli bought ingredients. Qianli almost didn't even look at it. ——Cheap is justice.His criteria for buying things are very simple, the cheapest, usable or edible, is OK.

How can someone suffer from choice difficulty?He can't understand.

Later, Wu Jiu became afraid of him, and exchanged tasks. Wu Jiu chose the ingredients himself, and packaged products only needed to look at the brand and production date. Unexpectedly...

Qianli shrugged, "Didn't someone say that the Chinese eat the periodic table of elements?"

"That's breaking the pot. There is a difference between 'there must be a problem' and 'there may be a problem'," Wu Jiu said, "For example, tactics, when facing a strong enemy, you will choose the tactic of 'surely can't win' , or choose the 'could win' tactic?"

"Nonsense, of course we should choose the one who might win." Qianli blurted out.

"That's right. We can't say that the enemy is strong, so we give up all hope, right? In the same way, we can't say that there are problems with 'maybe' all food, so let's eat all kinds of garbage without any scruples?" road.

Qianli stared at him for a while, "I understand, I'll change it right away." Saying that, he ran away.

Looking at Qianli's cheerful figure, Wu Jiu smiled.

Fighting to the end is the belief that Qianli has always adhered to.

Probably unconsciously, Wugui was also infected.

The two pushed the cart to the checkout counter, just passing by a freezer, Qianli glanced at it unconsciously, and touched their elbows for no reason, "Hey, do you want ice cream?"

A few minutes later, Wu Jiu and Qian Liyi walked out of the supermarket with an ice cream in their mouth.

The afterglow of the setting sun hit the ground, making their figures longer and longer.

"This weather is so hot." Qianli complained, and in the blink of an eye, his hair was already wet with sweat.

"Take a break?" Wugui suggested.

"Walk."

By the man-made lake in the community, there is a bench on a piece of green lawn. Two bags of sundries are placed on the ground, one on the left and one on the right. The green trees in the distance, and the sky above the high-rise buildings are chatting with each other.

"The environment in this community is good," Qianli said, "Unfortunately, I still don't like big cities."

"I also yearn for a small village," Wu Jiu said, "I can't help it, this is my hometown."

He was born here, he grew up here, his family is here, his childhood is here, his youth is here...

His youth, not only here.

"Ah... I'm exhausted." Qianli Baji chewed off the crispy skin of the ice cream, crumpled up the remaining wrapping paper, and stuffed it into his pocket.

"It's just such a short distance, isn't it?" Wu Jiu laughed.He has been pulling Qianli for so long, Qianli's physical fitness should not be so poor.

"No," Qianli murmured, "I'm tired from training."

Wu Jiu was taken aback, "I thought you didn't know what being tired is."

"Hey, what kind of non-human species do you think I am?" Qianli glanced at him.

Smile without saying a word.

He is very happy that Qianli can say the word tired to him.

From the day I met him, he always supported his whole world alone, not letting anyone worry about him.

Nor let anyone in.

Wu Jiu knows that he is hot on the outside and cold on the inside, but thousands of miles... cold and hot, hot and cold.

A simple yet elusive person.

And today, he said, he was tired.

Wugui breathed a sigh of relief.

He has long felt tired, maybe everyone feels this way, but no one has seriously mentioned it. Their triumphant songs are singing, their achievements are thriving, their hopes are flourishing, and their future is within reach.

It can't bury the exhaustion of high-intensity training day after day.

Boring, repetitive, and even maddening mechanical exercises, if one operation is not done well, you can practice it a hundred times, a thousand times, and do one thing until you feel like vomiting. I guess not everyone has experienced it.

Once you don’t perform well on the field and can’t achieve the expected results, it’s like a boulder pressing on your heart, and you can’t even sleep peacefully. Your dreams all night are full of scenes that happened or didn’t happen. Playing poorly and being brutally eliminated... While full of expectations for the future, it is also accompanied by lingering anxiety.

There have been 6 rounds in the regular season in the past three weeks, and Wu Jiu didn't feel that he had the slightest habit at all. Every time before he played, the sound of his heartbeat filled the whole world.

It’s like a long march of thousands of miles. They know where the end point is, but they are not sure whether they can reach it. Every day, they try their best to stagger forward. Before they finish, no one can guarantee.

But the laughter on the road, bit by bit, makes people so fascinated.

The sky gradually turned from warm yellow to dark blue. In the days of the competition, every second counts and every inch is precious, but they spend so much, the guilt is mixed with the leisurely leisure of stealing half a day of life.

Such moments are the most precious.

Occasionally, Wu Jiu would think that if this journey never ends, it would be fine.