Glory

"Ow~"

At dawn, a black and white erha jumped onto the bed, and a large dog weighing forty to fifty kilograms jumped up and down on the bed. Whoever tries it will know how it feels!

Wei Xiao groaned when he was trampled on by it, and he had the heart to kill it: "Get down!"

The dog has long been used to the master's getting up, and paws to look for him. Wei Xiao's black hair, stuffed under the quilt, is scattered, followed by pale cheeks, dark circles under his eyes after staying up late, and a murderous look all over his body.

Gouzi didn't realize it, and put his head on him.

Wei Xiao's neck was itchy from being rubbed against it: "Why did I raise you, you bastard!"

The real dog is whining and whining, making a fuss about going out.

Wei Xiao was so angry that he hit it on the head, but it was a pity that he was reluctant to use force. Erha thought that the master was teasing it, so he moved closer with his tongue.

He only wore a pair of shorts, and his exposed legs were long and straight. He was thin but not thin, because he was young, full of youthful air.

"I only slept for three hours, Maodou, hurry up."

He casually put on a pair of trousers, put on a sweater, took the leash, held down the restless dog, tied it up carefully, and took it out.

This is not a good thing about keeping a dog. You have to take it out early in the morning to solve its physical problems. It is extremely unfriendly to people like Wei Xiao who are in a trance.

As soon as he went out, the cold wind directly hit his neck, Wei Xiao was so cold that he lost all sleepiness, and his heart for stewing a dog slowly rose.

Are huskies delicious?

Maodou sensed his master's "love" gaze, and wagged his tail at him with his tongue out.

Wei Xiao dismissed the idea.

This dog can't be stewed, it eats it to reduce its intelligence!

He was bored, and took out his mobile phone while Gouzi was solving the problem.

It was freezing cold, and he hid his hands in his sleeves, and stuck out an index finger on his right hand to swipe on the screen.

He fell asleep last night, and he didn't log out of his account on the accompanying platform, so there were a lot of messages at the moment.

"200 rounds?"

"One game only takes half an hour, 400 yuan an hour? Why don't you rob the bank!"

"Look at the market price, it's only 15 yuan for another game! Why are you so expensive!"

Wei Xiao is a companion, what is a companion, that is, the boss pays you to accompany him, and you can get high points and chat with him. It can be regarded as a game derivative industry, but the income is relatively small, only a dozen yuan a game, a little Anyone who is a bit ambitious has become an anchor.

The corners of Wei Xiao's lips were slightly curved, and poking a single finger on the keyboard did not affect his typing speed, and he replied in the blink of an eye.

"The Almighty King, King of the Wild, if you can't buy 200 yuan, you will lose money, and you won't be fooled if you buy it."

"It doesn't take half an hour. If the boss is in a hurry, he can blow the dog's head off in 10 minutes."

"Why is it so expensive? I don't know, maybe it's because I'm handsome?"

The messages are all sent at three or four o'clock. It has been more than two hours now, and no one will reply, but Wei Xiao is a dedicated and good company. The messages of the bosses must be answered carefully and carefully.

Erha groaned, Wei Xiao endured the heart of killing the dog to deal with it's funeral, this dog still wanted to go to the park to have fun, Wei Xiao couldn't bear it anymore, and dragged it back to the apartment.

The zero-exercise boy who can lie down and never sit down on weekdays relies on dragging the dog to exercise his biceps!

After finally tossing and going home, after closing the anti-theft door, the guard Xiao was no longer sleepy.

He took off his clothes to take a shower, and when he came out, he went to the refrigerator to grab a piece of bread, and then poured dog food for Maodou: "You, the food is more expensive than Dad!"

The dog son snorted and ate happily.

Wei Xiao: "..."

In this world, people are not as good as dogs.

After eating the cold bread, Wei Xiao sat down in front of the computer.

Playing games is worse than sleeping—the dictionary of Internet-addicted teenagers is full of words.

There is only one icon on the empty computer screen. On the small icon, a holy light shrouds the back of a soldier. It is tragic and resolute. The two words below it are glory.

A multiplayer online competitive game that has been popular for more than ten years and is still extremely popular in the world.

Wei Xiao logs into the game, and the first thing that pops up is a video with an extremely eye-catching title——

Congratulations to Close (Lu Feng) for winning the 2020 World Championship!

Four consecutive championships!

Close is the well-deserved No.1 in the world!

The video is a video of a game. The thief, who has mastered the art of operation to the extreme, kills the opponent with a knife in one hand, and then the game screen cuts out. Under the bright stage is a man in a black team uniform.

He is tall and slender, with stern eyes, clearly holding the trophy representing the highest glory, standing on the supreme stage, enjoying thousands of applause and supreme glory, but his face is expressionless.

This handsome face, blown up to the heavens by fans, didn't even overflow with a trace of emotion.

The video comes with a barrage.

【Close Awesome! Close Tianxiu! Close ends everything! 】

[Lu Shen won the championship again, he is so damn strong! 】

[No.1 in China, No.1 in the world, win glory for the country, damn it! 】

[Stop bragging, is it okay? Is it embarrassing or embarrassing? The champion of the individual competition is also called the champion? 】

[Hehe, he is the only one in Huaguo, who is capable of leading the team to the global finals and win a real championship! 】

[Slipping away, the fans are going to complain again, saying that Lu Shen can't handle it, and they can't win in one fight. Anyway, he is a bad guy from his teammates and a bad guy from the Chinese competition area. He Close alone can do it! 】

The barrage was densely packed, blocking the man in the video.

Wei Xiao made a cut, and tapped the keyboard with his slender fingers. The sound from the mechanical keyboard was not loud, but the words flowed like a flood.

[Close made his debut in FTW at the age of 17 and won his first world championship in the team competition as the starter; he was ordered to lead FTW out of the Asia Division to the global competition. The mad thief turned the tide and made a comeback...]

He typed hundreds of words eloquently. Because the number of words in the bullet screen was limited, he sent it in sections, and the brushing was sophisticated and professional, which made Close's experienced fans feel inferior.

The trolls still want to troll, but it's a pity that they can't keep up with Wei Xiao's hand speed, and secondly, they are not as rich in "historical knowledge" as Wei Xiao. When they troll one sentence, they will follow ten sentences, and the trolls only feel that there are millions of people sitting across from each other. People, each took a machine gun, and bombed indiscriminately until the scalp was numb.

After purifying the barrage, Wei Xiao turned off the video in a comfortable mood and started ranking.

"Glory" is a typical tower pushing game. Ten players are divided into two teams, and the game ends when they blow up the opponent's hometown.

As a 5V5 competition, it is reasonable to say that there are only team competitions, but because Glory specially tests the player's operation and awareness, as well as the interpretation of professional talents and other materials, there are single and double competitions.

Taking the global competition as an example, the prize money for the champion of the single competition is 200 million U.S. dollars, the prize money for the champion of the double competition is 300 million U.S. dollars, and the prize money for the team competition is as high as 3000 million U.S. dollars.

It can also be seen from the amount that the team competition is the real father.

It's a pity that the Chinese division has missed the global finals for two full years, let alone won the championship.

Only Close, the god-level player in the Chinese division, won three consecutive championships in the global singles competition.

Hua Guo always likes to say that he has won four consecutive championships, because his first championship is the team championship.

Not only for Close, but for the entire FTW team and the world champion of the entire Chinese division!

However, three years have passed...

The Chinese division has never won a team championship again.

Wei Xiao queued into the game and came to the selection screen. His mind was full of the thieves that Lu Feng had used in the video, and he took them down without thinking.

Someone in the team channel immediately spoke out.

"Little brother, don't play me, the thief is so weak now, who can use him to show off except God Lu?"

"Don't just watch the video, your thief and Close's thief are two different creatures."

"Brother, wake up, we are not professional players!"

Wei Xiao typed two words on the keyboard: "Lie down."

The team channel was silent for three seconds, and began to chant poems——

"The cow is flying in the sky..."

"The people on the ground are blowing."

"Pretentious like the wind..."

"It hurts to shave."

Wei Xiao moved his finger and typed another line: "Don't worry, I beat Close with a thief."

Beat God Lu?

Why don't you say you saved the galaxy!

The four people, who had never met each other across the network cable, said in unison: "Brother, can we show some face!"

After 10 minutes, these four people looked mysterious, and the painting style of the team channel changed suddenly——

"Little brother, ah bah, great god, do you lack leg accessories? If you can lie down, you won't be beeping."

"Great God, do you need support? Druid shamans and priests can do it. I guarantee that you won't lose any blood, and you can slaughter freely."

"Hold the grass, this record, don't be Close's trumpet!"

Wei Xiao took the opportunity to advertise: "Accompany me, ID7758521, wait for the boss to place an order~"

Four teammates: "????"

Tianxiu Thief turned out to be a companion this day?

Still a sky-high price to play with.

I wanted to make an appointment, but when I saw the sky-high price of 200 yuan for a game, I silently said goodbye.

What the hell, two hundred and one innings?

Why not go to heaven!

After playing a game, Wei Xiao felt a little sleepy again.

There is no way, there is no suspense in the whole process of crushing, and the beating makes people drowsy.

Wei Xiao shut the dog outside and was about to go back to sleep when his phone beeped.

Oh, I forgot to log out of the platform account, and someone left a message?

Wei Xiao opened it casually and found that someone actually placed an order for him.

Apart from the beasts in the professional league, would anyone really place an order for him at a high price of 200 yuan?

Wei Xiao took a closer look and was dumbfounded.

Customer LU placed an order for you for 10000 rounds, do you want to accept the order~

10000 innings?

Wei Xiao rubbed his eyes, carefully counted and counted, four zeros, that's [-] rounds, that's right.

200 yuan a game.

200 million RMB is dazzling.