river bank, river bank

Through the small gap under the door leaf, Bai San saw Jiang An standing outside the door, casting a shadow that blocked the light.

The fact that Jiang An is Epoch is unacceptable. Furthermore, after being together for more than half a year, is he stupid to find no trace of it, and foolishly believe that the old man Jiang An scoffs at e-sports.

He didn't even dare to tell the old man about his decision to enter 1E as a youth trainee, for fear of being opposed, he only vaguely said something was wrong.

In the past half a year or so, Bai San dared not recall what information he had revealed intentionally or unintentionally about his enthusiasm for the battlefield, his desire to enter 1E, and his worship of Epoch. It would be too shameful to say it in front of Epoch.

Forget the past.

He looked at Pei Chen, 1E's manager, his slightly widened eyes were filled with misty water vapor, black and bright, and slightly damp due to fright, and there was a weak cry in his voice, and he held on to the contract with all his might.

"Mr. Pei, I really don't want to enter 1E, can I just pretend that I haven't signed?"

Fearing that Jiang An outside the door would hear it, Bai San cried and begged in a low voice, as long as the indoor window was open and it was not on the fourth floor, he would jump down and slip away without saying a word.

Before coming to 1E, he fantasized a lot, and felt that he could live well, although the weapon he uses now is not good. Although the Epoch may not be seen in a short time, although everything starts again...

But these are not important now, all his fantasies are shattered by the fact that Epoch is equal to Jiang An, like bubbles slowly rising into the air.

Snapped.

Broken.

Pei Chen let go of the contract and Ren Baisan snatched it away. He glanced at the closed door and rubbed his chin thoughtfully.

"Is it because of Brother Jiang?"

It's not easy to answer this question, the answer is affirmative, as if Bai San had an opinion on Jiang An, but how could he have an opinion on Jiang An, it was just difficult to accept for a while.

Answer negative, excluding the fact that Jiang An is Epoch, Bai San still wants to enter 1E, the kind of dream.

However, when he was struggling and didn't know how to answer, a strange male voice sounded outside the door, not Jiang An.

1E's data analyst, he has business to call Jiang An away.

Bai San breathed a sigh of relief, the contract fell limply on the table, he slumped on the chair cowardly, his face was full of fear and danger, and he escaped unharmed.

Even if it was half an hour earlier, or if Jiang An came back earlier, Bai San would not easily sign the three-month trial training.

Pei Chen has never experienced it, but he empathizes with him, his eyes are full of understanding, and he gives the best solution so far.

"After the pen is put into effect, the liquidated damages are neither too much nor too little. There is no need to waste this money for no reason. I know you have your difficulties, but things have become like this and cannot be changed. You can stay at the base for trial training first. In a few months, leave as soon as you arrive, and no one will stop you. The place where the youth trainees train is far away from the home team, and you will hardly encounter them. Moreover, Brother Jiang usually comes to the base once a week, and leaves as soon as he is done. , Many teammates who have been here for more than half a year, it is difficult to see Brother Jiang. The chances of meeting you later are very small, it is tantamount to winning the lottery."

Believe in Pei Chen's evil.

Bai San lowered his head and looked at the contract on the table, stretched out a finger, pushed it towards Pei Chen little by little, and nodded hopelessly.

"Trouble Mr. Pei."

Pei Chen was right, the youth training camp and the home team were separated, forming a small second floor of its own, with training on the first floor and rooms on the second floor.The location is on the west side of the building where the home team lives.

Except on the way to a restaurant for dinner, I will never meet at all.

At the same time, the summer team competition is not over yet, the building is empty, and the home team will come back in a week. If they win the championship, it will be a month later.Win the holiday, lose the extra training.

After realizing that Epoch is Jiang'an, Bai San discovered that many ordinary places that he hadn't noticed in the past now have a different meaning.

The cool-colored decoration style in the base is just like the residence on the river bank, showing my preference.The supper left in the refrigerator on the first floor for internet-addicted teenagers is all semi-finished food that can be eaten after heating. The white powder that has been eaten for more than half a year is very familiar. The brand and taste are exactly the same as our own. Potted plants that shine in the sun, plush and soft single sofas of various colors...

Inadvertently noticing these subtleties, Bai San suddenly felt like going home, and there were not so many people except at home.

There are not many 1E youth trainees, about [-], all carefully selected, divided into three types.

Either you are talented in a certain weapon and play it very well; or you are familiar with the game map, you can draw it with your eyes closed, and you are a support player; Small achievements, need to polish.

Bai San knew that the current self belonged to the last type, and Coach Jiao also thought so, so when he directly arranged him into a two-person team with one fighter and one support, he also readily accepted it.

I am a bit unwilling, but after all, I only plan to stay in 1E for three months. When the time comes, I will go home and enjoy the life of the elderly.

The boss of 1E attaches great importance to the youth training team, which is Jiang An.When he got the daily schedule, Bai San was miserable. He sleeps for 24 hours 8 hours a day, eats for an hour and a half, and exercises for two hours. The rest of the time belongs to training.

"A-actually, if you're not tired, if you're not tired, just get used to it." Xie Ba passed by and took a glance, then Shui persuaded.

After solving it, Coach Jiao picked him up from a match in an Internet cafe.The old man of the youth training team stutters and works reliably. The most annoying thing in his life is the live broadcast, not one of them.

Bai San nodded in response, he didn't hate the life of "Battlefield" when he opened his eyes and closed his eyes, but he just came here suddenly and felt a little at a loss.

He used to rely on "Battlefield" to spend many difficult times because of his love.

What's more, he also has an id robot, a robot-like teammate, who only cares about games, come to the battlefield for insomnia, come to the battlefield when you are sleepy, come to the battlefield if you eat too much, and come to the battlefield when you are hungry .

The three of them lined up together, Bai San didn't like to move, and was afraid of the sun, so he nestled in the innermost place, next to the water dispenser, watching him drink seven or eight cups of coffee every day to refresh himself, and his heart trembled.

After he uttered the words 'let's take a rest when you're tired' for the third time, and was ruthlessly rejected by his robot teammates without even moving their eyes, Bai San came to his senses.

He pulled off the small moon-shaped pillow on the gaming chair and stuffed it behind the robot teammate's neck, "This can relieve fatigue, it's very soft and comfortable."

The robot teammate was willing to look away, took a look, looked at Bai San, "This is over, I will take you a round."

"..." Bai San retracted his head silently.

A robot is a robot.

But it was also because of this that when he first entered the youth team for a week, he was spotted by the coach of the home team.

Of course, Bai San learned all this from others through eating at the restaurant, the only way to get in touch with the rest of the 1E players.

"Xiaoji, what, what are you having for lunch today?"

Meal, the most anticipated part of the 1E team up and down.

Apart from games, the most powerful thing about robot teammates is memory. The restaurant menu is different every day, and it is listed on the wall a week in advance.In addition to remembering which day is the favorite dish, ordinary people have to walk around and take a look at everything they eat on other days.

The robot is different. He set aside half an hour every week to memorize the menu to save time and facilitate understanding of Ba and Bai San.

"Braised beef brisket with potatoes, sweet and sour pork ribs, salt and pepper shrimp, tiger skin green peppers, tomato cauliflower, mushroom soup and cherries in syrup."

After Xie Ba sighed, his steps became faster and faster, and he walked over two steps.

"As expected of 1, 1E!"

The robot agreed, with some satisfaction in his usual lazy expression, he pushed open the glass door of the dining room.

Bai San followed behind the two of them listlessly, with heavy steps, and several times he was speechless, which turned into a sigh.

So far, he has maintained a very good positive image. He doesn't play very well on the battlefield. He loses more than he wins, but he is optimistic and cheerful.

What's more, he has a mature personality, tolerance, does not fight or grab, looks young, but takes the initiative to take care of his teammates, and truly empathizes with others' difficulties. '

These are the exact words of Coach Jiao, which Bai San has always been proud of and taken as a warning in every way.

Except for one thing, he can't eat the food in the restaurant. Every time he puts those strange-looking things into his mouth, he feels a sense of fear and powerlessness that his body is gradually assimilated by the little monster.

Only the small piece of dessert at the end of the meal brought him comfort.

Today's restaurant is still overcrowded, Bai San took a portion of cherries in syrup, and sat in the corner of the first floor as usual.

Xie Ba and the robot have a good appetite, and they are consistent in eating, and they have a more tacit understanding.

With one plate in their hands and two in their arms, each of them held six plates of food, trying to keep their balance, and came back through the crowd to fill the table.

After solving the daily complaints, Baisan has a small appetite.

After getting a sentence that "eating too much will make most of the blood flow into the stomach to promote food digestion, the blood supply to the brain is insufficient, and it is easy to feel sleepy and want to sleep, which makes the afternoon training difficult. However, the intake of sugar is helpful for the brain to think, And relieve the pressure, make the training more passionate," after the serious answer.

He also exclaimed "consciousness" to the robot every day, touched the soft flesh on his face, looked at Baisan again, picked up a rib, and asked a little inconceivably:

"Are you, no, are you thinner?"

Bai San buried his head in drinking the sugar water like a little hamster, chewed it twice, spit out a cherry pit, raised his head and stared blankly.

"It's thin." The robot sat across the dining table, looked around, and speculated based on the experience of strictly keeping the daily weighing at 60 kilograms, "it must be □□catties."

Xie was dumbfounded, "It's amazing, 1E's food is so good."

"..."

Bai San finished eating the pitiful five lychees, and drank the sugar water in suspense.

Miserable.

There was still the last sip of sugar water in the bowl, and when he looked desperate and reluctant to drink it, someone patted him on the shoulder from behind.

"Brother, pass it to the front." The bald player said with a shrimp in his mouth.

"……Oh."

There are many people in the restaurant, and it is troublesome to move around. They are all in a team, and there is a custom of passing things, ranging from peripheral bags to toothpicks.

Bai San took it for granted, took a small wooden box from him, handed it to the robot across the table, and then the robot handed it to the front table.

While gnawing on the ribs, the robot glanced at the small note pasted on the box, paused, and called Bai San to stop.

"Hey, isn't this for you?"

Bai San guarded the empty porcelain bowl, hearing the words, looked blankly.

There was a line of flamboyant characters written in bold strokes on the note.

[To Bai San, I heard that the youth training team has a kid who likes to eat sweets, Brother Fang has sugar here]

Bai San stared at the note stupidly for a long time, not wanting to understand who 'Brother Fang' was.

In the entire base, he didn't know anyone except Jiang An.And Jiang An, since he was called away by the data analyst that day, has never appeared again.

Bai San cowardly hid for two days, and was relieved when he found that he really couldn't meet him. He also got entangled with his question that day and answered it with him.

Swallowing a large piece of eggplant, after unpacking it, he moved over, opened his mouth wide when he saw the words on the note, and pointed with his index finger, it took him a long time to stumble and say a few words.

"Liberation! The only one in 1E who has the same surname as me, Da, Da, Da God!"

When he said this, Bai San also remembered that Jiefang rose with a video of 17 kills, and people gave him the nickname 'Brother Jiefang'.

The robot drank half a bowl of mushroom soup in one go, burped, and started talking about Jiefang's youth experience. He was facing Baidu Encyclopedia, obviously more familiar than him, and had recited it in advance.

There are more than a dozen pieces of steaming chestnut crisps in the wooden box, which look sweet and soft, but the problem is that Baisan doesn't know Jiefang, and he doesn't even know each other, which is very strange.

He looked at the note, then at the chestnut cake, pursed his lips, wanted to eat, but didn't move.

While he was struggling with doubts, the bald player who had just patted his shoulder touched his back again, and a box of yogurt cake came.

Bai San blinked, received it, and before he recovered, the bald contestant received another takeaway box containing Napoleon crisps, a sweet lemon cheese cake, two papaya milk, a large plate of sugared ginger apple muffins, five Bag of coffee crisps.

In just 2 minutes, the sweets brought by Bai San filled half the table.

After the bald-headed player passed the last can of candied prunes, he glanced at the note pasted on the box, frowned and complained.

"Brother, I'm in trouble, I don't know who this Bai San is, so picky..."

Bai San didn't answer, he was already dumbfounded, and flipped through the pile of small notes on the box stupidly.

[Tell Baisan to my sister that the Napoleon pastry here is very delicious, children should try it]

[Remember to brush your teeth after eating white powder]

[For Baisan, I am duadua, if the children think the cheese cake is delicious, please praise me more, show your love (in front of the boss)]

[Bai San, I want to hear the embarrassing things about 'you know']

[Baisan Baisan eat well, convey the message for others, no thanks, have you already...? ]

[Bai San picky eaters are not good]

Bai San looked at the sweets that occupied half of the table in front of him, and a very bad premonition rose in his heart.

On this day, he was suddenly fed by a group of strangers, and at the same time he heard that there was a person named Bai San in the restaurant.

He is mature, stable, but picky eater.

Bai San, who was tightly wrapped up, rushed back to the dormitory with his arms full of sweets, nestled on the bed, bit his lower lip, red from his forehead to his fingers.

Gan.

Bai San saw Jiang An again, at the finals of the national e-sports competition team competition.

Playing "Battlefield" for six years, it was the first time he went to watch the game live. Compared with Xie Ba, he was more familiar with the robot. The whole process was like a head teacher taking elementary school students on an autumn tour. Bai San followed behind them, giving instructions and actions. .

"Come on, call and listen."

After getting acquainted with it, the robot speaks more and can joke, and like Jiang An, it can always see through what Bai San is thinking at a glance.

After hesitating for a while, Bai San pursed his lips and asked in a low voice, "Is this not good?"

The robot shook the bulging backpack in its hand, "What's wrong, if it weren't for me, who would help you carry the bag, can you carry this pile of jelly cookie cones and little strawberries?"

Between piles of small snacks and a fluffy address, Bai San chose the latter, and he succumbed.

"head teacher."

Just as he was about to blurt out the phrase "good son", the robot staggered and almost fell on the backs of the audience in front of him. He turned his head, Bai San blinked, looked at him innocently, and the backpack in his hand, groaning for a few seconds, and then He called out to the class teacher in a low voice, with an aggrieved expression of "what do you want from me".

The robot held his breath and knocked him on the head.

--pain.

Bai San clutched his head and couldn't understand it. Sure enough, it was the best solution. He moved to the position of Xie Ba, and the robot would bully people.

The youth training team had a day off, and Baisan went to Jiang Lele's house in the morning to visit the little milk dog who was fostered by her. It was an unusual thing to get into 1E, and he couldn't escape the fate of being gossiped and promoted until the afternoon Going back to the base, watching the game with his teammates, Bai San hadn’t eaten during this period, and his stomach was flat.

He was holding a backpack, a piece of blueberry muffin in his left hand, and a bottle of strawberry yogurt in his right. He was sitting in the front row, surrounded by people talking and laughing about "Battlefield". Suddenly, he felt a very subtle feeling.

The heart is filled with something, very satisfied, but empty, it shouldn't be like this, he shouldn't be sitting in the crowd, but standing on the stage, he can walk up.

In addition to the robot Jieban and Baisan, many 1E players came to the game. 1E is strong in the individual competition and weak in the team competition. This time, the home team rarely reached the finals.

This is also the reason why the robot, a game maniac, gave up staying in the base for additional training.

"1E will definitely win this time!" Xie Ba wrote down on the paper, the sound of the scene was too loud, and several people wrote and communicated.

Bai San picked up the pen and wanted to remind him not to set up the flag, but it could also be the Prophet Emperor. He hesitated for a second, thought about it, analyzed rationally, listed the various advantages and disadvantages of the two sides on the paper, compared them, and finally concluded that The result of a tie.

This is a headache.

He drew small crooked circles in the blank space, and with a flash of inspiration, he bent his eyes and added a stroke, adding luck.

——1E wins.

After solving it, he drew two connected hands, and added a text version of the sound effect, "Crack! Crack!", clapping.

The robot snorted lightly, pointed to the virtual seat to be lit up, and picked up a pen to write a string of words.

"With Epoch in charge, will 1E lose?"

Bai San was dragged into the car as soon as he returned to the base, without knowing it, he blinked his eyes and stared at the dim screen with wide open eyes.

There was a camera in front of the virtual seat, and a broadcast in the middle of the field. He saw the big screen at a glance, and shrank back in a second, not daring to look at it.

Jiang An never appeared in public. He didn't know if Jiang An himself would come with a projection, but undoubtedly, if he was there, he would be the most conspicuous and the easiest to be spotted in the crowd.

All the gray and white team uniforms beside him, only Bai San was wearing regular uniforms, a light blue plaid shirt, and beige trousers. He was in a hurry to keep up with the large army and had no time to change.

He pulled his hair and wanted to go. The muffins in his mouth were tasteless. He weakly put the muffins he had just eaten into his backpack and tightened the cap of the yogurt bottle.If he had known in advance that Jiang An was on the scene, no matter what the robot said, he would not have come.

Just hearing the words Epoch, Bai San was dizzy, and he couldn't imagine what it would be like to meet.

It's a pity that it's a championship game, and there are only 1 minutes left before 10E's match against eev. He spent 9 minutes hesitating whether to go or stay, and finally made a decision 1 minute before the start. Let's take a look first, and slip away immediately if something goes wrong.

Xie Ba really likes the home team's senior x4, and Bai San usually listens to his various compliments, but when he arrives at the scene, the excitement that seems to have a whole room of snacks has increased tenfold.

A person who is usually taciturn, couldn't help standing up from his seat at this time, cheering for x4 with the audience, stammering and shouting encouraging words.

The robot with an indifferent face was also driven, jumping nervously with every move on the field.

However, maybe it was really bad luck. In less than half an hour, the game ended and 1E lost.

Bai San watched the players of the home team walk off the court and returned to the waiting room, Xie Ba and the robot fell silent, no longer their previous expressions.

The cheers on the scene came one after another, all for the opponent.Occasionally there are a few words about 1E, which are full of sarcasm.

The words he heard in the small shop after the college entrance examination resurfaced in Bai San's mind again, bit his lower lip, his clenched fist tightened little by little, his knuckles turned white.

"Um... I want to go to the break room for a while." Xie Ba suddenly said.

The robot stood up with him, "I'll go with you."

The sound of the scene was much quieter, and many spectators got up and left. In a blink of an eye, half of the seats in the stadium were empty.

Bai San stood up and looked behind him with a dazed expression.

Just lost.

He was at a loss, and sat down for a moment in a daze, waiting for Xie Ba and the robot to come back.

More than half of 1E's team members have already left, and a small number of people are still looking down at their mobile phones. The team members who were closest to him have become the furthest.

Two rows back there was a very young couple chatting about the game.

"Look, I guessed it again. I told you the champion eev a long time ago. The team competition of 1E is really not good. There is Epoch in the individual competition, which can be better. Once there is no Epoch, 1E is nothing, just drop it. Enter the second-tier team."

Bai San didn't listen to the rest of the sentence, he put on the earphones, clicked on a song and played it, and kept pressing the volume button.

The sound of the music pierced the eardrums, and when the shock made me a little dizzy, it also overwhelmed the outside world's gossip.

With his head down, he pulled the headphone cable and watched it coiled in a circle. He wondered whether Jiang An would hear such words, perhaps much more than he had heard.Will Jiang An be sad? Why do you work so hard and still lose in the end?

There were people walking by, in groups, in a hurry.There was no expression on his face, he looked at the ground sleepily, he was a little hungry, and there were a lot of snacks in his bag, but he couldn't arouse his appetite at all.

Suddenly his eyes went dark, and a light and floating object fell on his head, covering his sight and covering his head inside, with a calm and gentle woody fragrance.

Baisan sniffed, it smelled good and familiar.

It was a jacket, with the faint light from outside. Bai San saw the word 1E embroidered on the back of the jacket. He raised his hand to touch the team uniform, and when he was about to grab it off, he froze and flinched. one time.

Recalling this smell, he only smelled it when he was close to the river bank.

Realizing that Jiang An's team uniform was covering his head, Bai San frowned, the corners of his mouth drooped, and his expression became bitter for a second. He held his breath and remained motionless, as if he was a dummy.

When you can't see anything, your senses are more acute than usual.

Bai San pursed the corner of his mouth, carefully glanced down, trying to see the outside world through the gap in the hem of the team uniform, but it was only the hem of his clothes that was crumpled at some point.

After a stalemate for 2 minutes, Bai San hesitated again and again, gritted his teeth, took a breath, mustered up his courage, and gently took off the earphones so that he could hear Jiang An's voice.

He could feel the empty seat beside him sinking slightly, and someone was sitting there, but Jiang An didn't speak, and what came into his ears was still the sound of noisy conversation.

The heart that Bai San raised was beating unsteadily. As time passed, Jiang An said nothing, and he became more and more panicked. a wall.

Time is sometimes fast and sometimes slow.

It was so slow that he wondered why Jiang An didn't speak, thinking that the person sitting next to him might not be Jiang An, and thinking that Jiang An might have left.

It's just a coat, and you can know the answer when you take it off, but Bai San didn't dare to move around, and he didn't think about how to face Jiang An. He tried to maintain a posture, and sat until his shoulders were stiff, his neck was sore, and he was drowsy.

Inadvertently, the coat covering the head was suddenly taken off, and the light appeared again.

"Put a coat on your head, are you sleepy?" The robot raised an eyebrow while holding the team uniform.

Bai San nodded in confusion, yes, sleepy.Some sluggish brain reminded him that there was something important to do. He was in a daze for a while, then turned his head and looked at the seat on the left, which was empty.He turned his head and looked at the seat on the right, no one was there.

The robot reconciled and stood in front of him with a puzzled look on his face.Bai San stood up, looked around behind them, and then looked at the auditorium.

No, neither.

The robot suddenly grabbed his arm and frowned, "Are you crying?"

"...Ah?"

Bai San raised his head and looked at him, his cheeks bulged slightly, his brows drooped, and he was even more dazed, looking like a lost sheep.

"The eyes are a little red."

"Then... maybe it's because I'm sleepy."

As he said this, he thought about it just now, after the team uniform fell off, he just became timid, and there was no emotion such as sadness or sadness that might make him want to cry.

But before the team uniform fell off, he heard other people's words, and a bunch of messy thoughts fermented in his heart...

"Where... where did you get this team uniform...?" Xie Ba asked curiously.

The 1E teammates were basically gone, and they were all wearing team uniforms. The one on Bai San was too big, and it looked a little different from the uniforms of their youth trainees. The appearance was the same, but the pattern was more detailed.

Bai San overwhelmed it with a few words, he was sure that Jiang An had been here, and he was sure that it was Jiang An's team uniform, but it was too troublesome to explain, and he himself didn't understand why it became like this.

Sitting in the car back to the base, Bai San hugged Jiang An's team uniform. After a long time, his wrist was also stained with his breath.

The flickering and continuous lights outside the window continued the long night.

Bai San wants to see Jiang An.

Bai San lost again.

In the mirror map that has been played thousands of times, any veteran player who has played for more than three years will die laughing if he knows this kind of thing.

His opponent was a man with a dagger, and he was familiar with every move, including some special and seemingly original combos.

Because the opponent is a person he is also very familiar with, and was even so good that they sent each other special products from their hometown.

About four years ago, Bai San manipulated a dagger to win the title of passer-by king. He also met Yi Tian, ​​a Kik player who was also interested in daggers but had nowhere to go.

The two studied together. In order to create tricks that others could not solve, they often stayed up until three or four in the morning, told each other to continue tomorrow, and fell asleep on the bed for a second.

It wasn't until the older young man Yi Tian finally joined a team, was busy with live training every day, and couldn't spare time to explore the fun of daggers.

Oh yes, now the captain of the first team.

Bai San thought with a blank face, raised his hand to pick up the water on the table, his eyes were still on the 0-3 record, and slowly poured down half a glass of water.

As for himself, he didn't know whether it was because of the title of 'a very special assassin-type shooter' or a blank avatar, or the garbled characters of the new account id [chiputaobutuputaopi] that aroused his interest.

It is an honor to be a chicken who relaxes and relieves stress for him.

"This person is too much! Don't be angry, don't be angry, wait for the robot to finish this round, help you fight back, torture him to death!!"

There was a coach there, so he didn't dare to say anything after explaining it, winked at him, tapped on the keyboard, and sent a long string of texts, followed by an emoji.

The mushroom head wielding two machetes is chasing the watermelon man.jpg

Bai San laughed immediately, he was not angry, but he was a little bit uneasy, if his dagger was still there, this scene would never have happened now, no matter how you look at it, it should be Yi Tian who was right.

In the chat room, Yi Tian turned on the microphone and kept beeping.

"You group of 1E youth trainees, are you all at the same level as that little rookie who eats grapes but doesn't spit out grape skins? Then don't ask us to make a training match with Kik again. I have time to play a game with you , I might as well play Fruit Lianliankan to puzzle my brain..."

The robot was the first to be unable to sit still, pulled off the earphones, put them on the table, and snapped two fingers near the sound hole.

"Could you stop bb, you have to use the time you fart here, and play a few games of Fruit Liankan. By the way, my little nephew just started preschool this year, and he also likes to play with Fruit Lianliankan. "

"Pfft" sounded.

Xie Bale came out, quickly covered his mouth, coughed twice solemnly, turned his back, his shoulders kept shaking.

"Hey, boy, why are you so angry?" Yi Tian became excited, "I just want to persuade you as a person who has been here, tell me about you, you are at a good age, what is wrong with you, you must Playing e-sports. You can play if you want, so let’s do it, but why are you so good at it? Ah? Are you so embarrassed? You died so badly, oops, it hurts me to see it, I’m exhausted every day Training, being scolded, why can't you think about it so much, what else can you do better than playing e-sports?"

Yi Tian's rhetoric is too familiar and experienced.

No matter what the method is, no matter if it is real chicken or dusty jade, he will be happy for a long time if he can persuade one to go away.

Of course, when Bai San first met Yi Tian, ​​he was not so bad, at least he knew how to pretend.

After the robot reconciled, he gritted his teeth angrily, and heard him yelling and talking for 10 minutes without drinking water to moisten his throat. The more others answered, the more excited he was, just like a stand-up comic.

Bai San silently opened the private chat dialog box with Yi Tian, ​​put his hands on the keyboard, and typed a few words.

[Stop your Yi Daxia's killing plan, it's useless]

These few words are enough and can play a role in closing the wheat.In the second year of middle school, Yi Tian talked with Bai San countless times after drinking. The name of this plan is really stupid. Although the plan is still in use, when I think about it, I probably won’t talk about it with others with an excited face.

It's just that Baisan's typing speed couldn't keep up with Yi Tian's lip service. Before he sent it, Yi Tian pointed the gun at Baisan again.

"Hey, it's a pity that I have worked hard. It's okay for you people to be indifferent, but today I met, I must persuade that little chicken who eats grapes without spitting out grape skins. Hey, little chicken, are you there? Cough cough, I want to interview you, what is it that made you persevere and come to the present? It is your sword that is full of thousands of swords, has been broken, but imagines that one day you will ride a unicorn to see the rainbow Do you want it? Or is it because the colorful and delicious food in the 1E restaurant greatly satisfies your desire for tongue and tongue? Huh? Xiaocaiji, answer me."

Bai San felt dry mouth for Yi Tian, ​​he picked up the glass again, poured the last half glass of water with his head up, and wiped the corners of his mouth.Suddenly remembered that when using the dagger, he didn't turn on the microphone and typed the whole time, but he had a good relationship with Yi Tian in private, and he had heard him speak.

After such a long time, I don't know if I still remember his voice.

Bai San thought for a while, combined the voice and the code, and finally turned on the microphone and gave a positive answer.

"Hi, I'm 'Little Chicken', to answer your question. I'm afraid of heights, dare not ride a unicorn to see the rainbow, and picky eaters, not interested in most of the food in the 1E restaurant. Actually, what really keeps me going What has led to the present is the 'Daxia Yi's Extermination Plan'."

As his words fell, a series of tinkling voices came from the other side, interspersed with a few voiceless calls for "Captain".

[kik captain-Yi Tian exits the chat room]

At the same time, Baisan's message bar poured in new messages one after another, and the notification sound continued for 1 minute.

After taking another glass of water, Bai San returned to his seat and opened it.

[? ? ? ? ? ? ]

[! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ]

He scrolled the mouse, ignoring a bunch of question marks and exclamation marks that swiped the screen.

The 99+ new news, Yi Daxia, who is very talkative, just sent a nutritious sentence.

[Bai Shaoxia has extraordinary courage! ]

After so many years, Bai San had a smile on his brows and eyes, and met the secret code of the second year of middle school.

[Yi Daxia accepts and accepts! ]

The next second, a new message was received, and the chat box kept scrolling in vain.

Yi Tian swiped row after row of emoticons.

Kneel down and beg for mercy.jpg

Belly suicide.jpg

Pretend to fail.jpg

The sky strikes five thunders.jpg

Forever with left and right hands.jpg

Bai San laughed for a while, and returned to a small man holding a sign with a good emoji written on it.

After saying hello, Yi Tian sent a voice message full of resentment.

"Why did you use the dagger? You promised to be a happy pair of good assassins? The point is that I, Netcom Village, contacted you after the training camp, but you didn't accept private messages! Do you have a problem with me and turn your elbows away! Fat water flows out of the field! It’s useless to know each other for so many years, you really want to sell it to me, can’t you, look at what you are playing now, any one or three-year-old kid can rub against the ground, alas.”

Bai San touched his nose and replied the message.

[Not so...]

"As for!! I haven't seen you so—" Yi Tian was interrupted in the middle of his words, and paused for a while, "I have something to do, so let's not talk about it. When do you have time, let's see you noodle?"

Bai San was silent for a while, rubbing his forehead.

[In terms of time, follow the arrangement of the coach. ]

"Okay, then the day after tomorrow," Yi Tian really decided, "I'll make an appointment with your coach for an overnight training match."

Bai San was speechless, and the chat was interrupted.At this moment, he suddenly recalled bragging about each other when he was young, and told Yi Tian that he was 1.8 meters, and he let out a long sigh.

Just in time for the break, he took a pack of strawberry-flavored chestnut rice sticks, wandered to the courtyard under the old tree that he fell in love with at first sight, and thought about people with snacks.