Journey of a Thousand Miles

Indeed, compared to the vigor of Qianli and the group, Blue is more vicissitudes and maturity. Although his status has been highly praised in the field of e-sports, the younger generation rarely knows him, perhaps because he is too young. The face of the public, he bought a ticket today and mixed in the auditorium, and no one recognized him until the end.

Except innocent.

Wu Jiu didn't know who he was at first, but it was Qianli who mentioned it to him. Wu Jiu was very curious about who is the person who can make Qian Li worship so much, so he went to check it out. Wu Jiu was deeply impressed by his deeds. Today It was also fate, after taking a casual look in the vast crowd, Wu Jiu found Blue's trail, and at that moment Qian Li was busy entangled with Sirius, so Wu Jiu chased after him alone.

In fact, with Blue's prestige, he could get a special seat just by opening his mouth, but he didn't want to do this. There are talented people from generation to generation. The new circle of LDM belongs to those young people who rely on their strength to conquer the world. Why rely on the old to sell the old.

It just so happened that he was in City S, and he was free again today, so he wanted to come and see what kind of person passed on the e-sports road he had devoted everything he had fought for.

"No, no, no," Qianli shook his head violently, "You will always be a great god, and you will always be a senior."

The era that Blue lived in was much more difficult than theirs. Blue also encountered strong opposition from his family, and he also left home as a teenager, rebelliously insisting on playing e-sports, but he got so little. Back then, he won the domestic After winning the championship, he still lives in a cheap rental house, and often has to rely on instant noodles to survive when he is struggling. Such a ratio of input to output is unimaginable for today's e-sports players.

The so-called land reclamation must be punished by someone.The so-called revolution must involve the shedding of blood. Blue is the one who suffers and bleeds, but his sins are not in vain, and his blood is not in vain. Many people who came after him have surpassed him one by one on the road he flattened, creating unprecedented achievements. Brilliant, won the supreme glory.

Blue never won an international title in his entire career, but that doesn't make him any less great.

The encouragement he gave to Qianli is irreplaceable. No matter how the world forgets him, Qianli will never forget him.

"I've watched your games, and they played very well." Waiting for Qianli to be almost excited, Blue said.

"Really?" Qianli's eyes lit up, and the excitement he had just pressed came up again, "Do you think we can qualify?"

"Come on," Blue laughed, "you can do it."

Thousands of miles imagined many times the day when he was qualified to stand in front of Blue and get his approval, imagined many times that he no longer had to squeeze in the crowd and look up cautiously, but the day when he could justifiably call himself an idol's colleague, but he didn't Thinking of this day coming so quickly and without warning, he was not mentally prepared at all.The person who was once so unattainable and yearning, really said to him personally, you can do it.

This is probably the extravagant hope that every child with a dream has.

They didn't dare to chat with Blue too much, even if he didn't have a game to play, he still had his own career to attend to.However, at Qianli's request, Blue happily took a group photo with the two of them. It stands to reason that Yi Wujiu and Qianli's current popularity are basically people who grab them and ask for a group photo, which can make Qianli anxiously ask for a group photo. Not many.Not only that, but they also became fans of each other on Weibo. Before Qianli came here, Wugui told Blue that this was his brainless fan, which made Blue amused. Most of his fans were players from the older generation, because he used to The game that entered the international stage has almost come to an end. It is full of old players hanging their last breaths. Young people rarely enter the pit, so naturally they don't know who he is.Qianli is a player in the golden age in the LDM league, and currently has more fans on Weibo than him. It is really touching that such a player still regards him as an idol unswervingly.

Not long after Blue left, Wu Jiu heard the notification tone on his phone, took it out and looked, "He posted on Weibo."

"What?" Qianli immediately turned his head.

It turned out that Blue posted the group photo on Weibo, and returned Aite to Wujiu and Qianli. Qianli's old man's phone hadn't even downloaded Weibo, so he didn't play with his mobile phone when he was out. He didn't have many opportunities to go out.

Blue's Weibo also included a sentence, "Young people are awesome, this is your era, I hope you can go abroad and achieve good results in the World Championship."

Wu Jiu immediately reposted Blue's Weibo, and the three superstar figures in the e-sports world secretly met.

After fiddling with all this, it was almost dark, and the two of them hurried through the huge venue and headed towards the back door. If they didn't go back, they wouldn't have dinner.It's not a commercial area nearby, birds don't lay eggs, there are no small roadside shops, only high-end restaurants, according to Qianli's urine, he will directly make a box of instant noodles to solve it.

After a while, the two walked to the back door of the hotel. Their "special passage" was to pass through the parking lot and go up directly from the underground elevator. Who knows if there will be reporters or even fans in the hotel lobby after hearing the news.

As soon as I entered the parking lot, I heard a burst of noise not far away.

The two were startled. If some passers-by were fighting and making trouble, they must be far away, but those voices... sounded very familiar.

Shouldn't...

The two looked at each other, and walked forward tacitly. The closer they got, the clearer they could hear, yes, it was someone they knew.

Who else would they know?

"Who the hell are you saying isn't a man?!"

"Did I tell you? What's your business?"

"Old things are my business! You dare not admit what you said?!"

"Okay, I just said what, did I say something wrong?"

"You—don't run—!"

Wujiu and Qianli were not the only ones who were stunned, the people around them were in a state of bewilderment, and the two wrestling together in the middle were Xilu and Hetu.

Facing Xilu's unreasonable and reckless stalking, it is obvious that Hetu is not his opponent. Also, he is a well-educated young man who only plays lip service at ordinary times. How can he know street fighting skills?

However, not everyone stood by and watched. The absence of other Zongheng team members did not mean that no one could control Xilu. Sirius stepped forward, grabbed one with one hand and pushed it away, "Want to fight? Come on, I Fight with you."

It's a joke, Sirius has no pressure in one-on-five at school, he can beat his opponent to tears, those little bastards dare to provoke anyone but dare not provoke him, because not only can he fight, but he is also deadly when he fights.

Seeing that Sirius had made a good start, the other men rushed up, a few stopped Xilu, and a few stopped Hetu, and persuaded each other, "If you have anything to say, don't do it, you boy Xilu wants to be suspended next year. Bar?"

This fight seemed impossible no matter what, Xilu glared at Hetu angrily, pushed away those who blocked him, turned and left.

Xilu did not advance to the playoffs, but he did not hesitate to come from a long distance, and deliberately ambushed here, the purpose is self-evident.

Hetu looked at Xilu's back, stared blankly for a while, then turned to look at Qingming who was standing aside, Qingming walked over and touched the corner of his mouth, "Does it hurt?"

Hetu grinned, "It's as if he's not working so hard, he can't hurt me—"

Hetu was talking, Qingming sighed very lightly, "Go back."

The crowd dispersed, and no one understood why the two fought. They only heard a sentence of "not a man", but it seemed that Hetu was not talking about Xilu. So who exactly did Hetu scold to make Xilu so angry?

Not to mention them, even the beating Xilu couldn't figure out the cause and effect of the whole incident.

Before the autumn meeting, the appointment time between Qingming and Kongcheng Juesong was getting closer and closer, but Kongcheng Juesong did not give a positive answer for a long time.

Qingming Quan was the acquiescing when Kong Cheng Jue Sing, but unexpectedly, just the day before departure, Kong Cheng Jue Song told her that there was something in the team and she couldn't come.

Qingming looked at the phone, was silent for a while, and replied, "Cheng Mingyu, what are you thinking in your heart, can you just tell me?"

Seeing these words, Kong Cheng Jue Sing's heart twitched violently, and he also had a faint premonition that with Qingming's ice and snow intelligence, his clumsy lies would not be able to hide from her.

But her cold and calm tone made him flustered.

"Tell me, have I been thinking too much all this time?" Seeing that the song of the empty city had been silent for a long time, Qingming said again.

Silence, still silence.

"Yes, or no, just one answer, is it that difficult?" A third message was sent over there.

Kongcheng Wansong held the phone tightly.

Have.

It's that hard to answer.

It's not that he's indecisive, it's not that he procrastinates on purpose, but... this is one of the most difficult choices he has faced in his life.

I am afraid that I will regret it.I am more afraid that you will regret it.

"Are you really not coming?"

"Feel sorry."

"Okay. I won't bother you anymore."

After saying this, the dialog box between the two immediately changed its appearance. The remark that Kongcheng Jueyong had changed for Qingming disappeared, and instead showed Qingming's original name—"Qingfeng Zilai".

That means that Qingming deleted his friend.

Kongcheng Jueyong stood where he was, stunned for a long time, and then smiled bitterly silently.It seemed that he was forced to make a choice after all.

He kept saying to himself, I am lucky if I get it, but I am killed if I lose it.

When this "fate" really came, the words that comforted and supported me countless times seemed so pale and powerless.