Sniper is a little milk dog

Three years ago, when they were still in WTF together, at one or two o'clock after training, a group of half-grown boys were starving. As the captain, Jing Muyu often took them to the base to find supper.It was an ordinary food stall, opened in the downtown area, and became lively at night, it was very suitable for a group of e-sports teenagers to hang out.

Jing Muyu was used to leading the way, halfway through the walk, he raised his eyes to look at the street, feeling strange. City L is a big city after all, and it has undergone tremendous changes in three years. He found that he couldn't find the right path that he could walk with his eyes closed three years ago.He stopped, hesitated, and took out his phone to check the navigation.Lan Liu laughed dryly from behind, and quickly stepped forward to help him out: "Brother Mu, let me do it."

So the team changed to the current captain of WTF leading the way. Jing Muyu looked at his back in a daze. The 17-year-old boy was still thin, but his height alone was a lot taller, almost comparable to him.Lan Liu's whole person's aura seems to be subtly different, Jing Muyu can't describe it, anyway, it's the same as three years ago, he apologized to him with the expression of submissiveness and the sky falling when he made a mistake in the practice match His cowardice looked different.

Five people sat at a table around a simple wooden platform, and first ordered a case of draft beer and a few catties of lobster.The four of them intentionally poured Jingmu elm, and Jingmu elm would not refuse anyone who came, no matter how nonsensical the reason was in front of him, he would take it up and drink it down.Jiang Wenyin bluffed the loudest, and had the least amount of alcohol. Before he could drink Jingmuyu down, he stammered with his tongue out, "Hi, I, I remember, this place was the fucking place back then, everyone had a good time, Tree always likes to buy it by himself, shit, his tree-like ad movement is like snake skin, the four or four of us can't stand him..."

Everyone laughed.Jiang Wenyin seemed to be motivated, and the more he talked, the more he talked: "Damn it, damn it, he likes to play the big head, and he doesn't have enough money to buy a new keyboard, so he came to treat us to supper, burp, and lie to me Said that the old keyboard is used to it, I think he is a colorful crystal pineapple, so Lan Liu would believe this kind of shit-like reason, I saw him put the keycaps that fell off several times with my own eyes, everyone at that time All md is poor, but he must be taken advantage of, with a stubborn temper..."

"... So, so I just can't figure it out, hiccup, you say, tmd, just this one, who takes the same dividend and tries to subsidize us, can you please take the last 100 yuan in your pocket? Those of us who ate crayfish, nmd, hiccup, why just, just, just left? I don’t understand, I’m so fucking sad brother..."

He has mixed feelings in his heart.What Jing Muyu did in the past made him really hate it; but the retiring that was called a betrayal three years ago made him unable to be unconcerned, he didn't have such a good temper.

As he talked, he lay down on the table and cried, like a big boy who has been wronged so much.The atmosphere at the dinner table was extremely silent for a while, only Jiang Wenyin's crying was heard, hoarse and unpleasant, and the sound was carried far away in the night wind.The boss had seen too many scenes of drunken madness, so he was not surprised, and served them kebabs with no expression on his face.

The plate of fresh meat skewers was placed in the middle of the table, hot and fragrant, but no one moved.After a while, Lan Liu sniffed and reached for the paper on the table.His movement seemed to have touched some mechanism, Xiao Ai and Ban reached for tissues one after another, and a group of old men were as jealous as the scene of a tear gas explosion.

Seeing that she was about to cry together, Jing Muyu was helpless.He was actually half-drunk, a little dizzy, filled himself a glass, drank it all in one gulp, put the bottom of the glass on the table, and made a "clang".

"Now that I'm back," he said, "I'll explain it to you."

Four pairs of eyes looked straight over, mixed with various complex emotions.Bathed in such a baptism of sight, his Adam's apple rolled, and the dizziness chased him again... He gripped the plum lollipop in his pocket tightly, and the plastic paper made a rustling sound.He touched the hard candy stick, took it out, unscrewed the gold wire wrapped in plastic, peeled off the candy inside, and put it in his mouth.

A ray of pure sweetness mixed with fresh acid was swallowed by him in his saliva, and he thought of the boy's shining eyes, which strangely soothed his emotions.

Jing Muyu completely recounted the experience of slapping the table with the investor.At the end, he was also confused. He bit the candy into pieces, said sour words, and lowered his voice: "You tell me, besides retiring, do I have any other options? He, fuck, I, I made a mistake I'm sorry, I'm sorry for you guys, I'm sorry for my brothers, I'm ashamed to continue fighting, I'm still in debt, the club is going to end anyway, I've been scolded enough anyway, I don't need this one, I'd rather you blame me... Don't you, don't be sad, I, I'm not doing badly, the debt is paid off, isn't this... coming back. "

Of course it is a lie that his life was not bad. No one could imagine how much pressure he was under during his retirement.During the days when Jing Muyu was suffering from external and internal troubles, considering the debts that were almost sky-high for him at that time, the live broadcast did not improve at the beginning of the adaptation period. News from his teammates came again and again. He had no friends, no support, and no encouragement. He was as lonely as a rock, and he had to change his attitude of liking to listen and not to roll against his will, trying to get close to the audience, and promoting live broadcasts to find a way out.At that time, he woke up every day and felt that the sky was black, and then silently changed the name of the studio to "The Sun Also Rises", gritted his teeth and walked on.

Of course he didn't say this part without telling the truth, he only picked up some relatively easy things to say, and felt that one thing was finally settled, and the result after speaking out was not as bad as imagined, so he was relieved.But even though he tried his best to avoid the important and ignore the minor, how could the four of them fail to guess how difficult he had been for three years.

Lan Liu was the first to cry "Wow".Jing Muyu was startled, and said, "I thought you knew..."

"He knows? Even if he knows something, he hasn't said anything all these years! He doesn't look like you, so he's as tight-lipped as you are! Damn, no matter how I ask him, he won't say anything, the one on the left can't tell the one on the right..." Jiang Wenyin became angry and slapped the table.

The current captain shook his head while crying, without the burden of maturity: "I only heard one thing, I heard you slapped the table with the former boss. I didn't hear about the betting and divestment. I thought it was some other contradiction... I I don’t dare to talk nonsense because I didn’t hear everything, and I’m afraid it will affect you. I only know that you have lived a hard life behind your back. I didn’t expect it, I didn’t expect it to be so serious... Why don’t you say it, Brother Mu, are you stupid? , myself..." He cried so hard that he couldn't speak.

"I paid off the debt for three years!" Jiang Wenyin made up for him, and threw an extra beer mug aggressively: "Damn, who, who the fuck cares that you have paid so much for us, and you usually don't say anything, A team of five people and four of them don't know what the hell is going on with your banana brain, what kind of bullshit are you betting on, have we agreed to it, and you have to go to S4..."

He paused, unable to continue his words, and he knew in his heart how much the WTF first team wanted to go to S4 to win a championship to prove themselves.

The owner of the barbecue stand poked his head out and shouted, "Hey, hey, five yuan for a cup!" Jiang Wenyin froze a bit when he heard the words, and then he was shocked, remembering that it is already 2017, he is the captain of the PK team, The competition was gaining momentum, so he yelled at the boss with snot and tears all over his face: "I have plenty of money!"

Coach Xiao Ai's kind voice was a little trembling: "You are a personal hero..."

The mid laner Ban who sat closest to him punched him on the shoulder.He swung it out heavily, and landed lightly. The moment he landed, his nose was sore, and he turned his head away.

Jing Muyu looked at the sad atmosphere and said, "Don't cry, I'm not dead yet."

Apparently his joke failed a bit, Lanliu cried and jumped up to stop him, "I don't allow you to say that", almost toppled the flimsy table, but fortunately Ban and Jiang Wenyin held him down in time.Xiao Ai was babbling on the side, muttering in disbelief: "Tongyan Wuji, Tongyan Wuji..."

Ban picked up the overturned glass in front of him, poured himself a full glass, and raised it to Jing Muyu: "Don't say anything, I'll punish myself with five glasses first." Jiang Wenyin lay on Lan Liu's shoulder, He yelled inarticulately: "I have ten... ten cups! I'm a fucking idiot, I said that to Tree before I went crazy..." Xiao Ai turned around and said, "Boss! Bring another case of draft beer Come on, be more efficient..."

This inexplicable tragic drama has turned into an inexplicable drinking party. The four people are vying to step on the box to drink. How can Jing Muyu really sit and let them respect, and also accompany them to drink. The small round table is surrounded by chaos. Beer bottles, like a forest of tin cans.

Chu Ci looked at the messages on the phone, and the note was that the conversation with God Tree's contacts stayed three hours ago. The last message was a location, and no matter how hard he typed, he didn't reply.He glanced at the time, it was already three o'clock in the morning, and it was pitch black outside the window.

Chu CC Little Genius: Brother?

Chu CC Little Genius: Tree God?

Chu CC Little Talent: Are you still eating supper?

He stroked the two newly dyed strands of red hair at his temples.After disbanding in the afternoon, he went to a barber shop to dye his hair. When he came back, it was almost twelve o'clock. At that time, he thought that Jing Muyu would be back soon.

He sat up from the bed, went out and down the stairs with the key in his pocket, and searched for it according to the location.

When he arrived at the scene, he saw only beer bottles all over the place, and five people staggered on the table, basically losing the ability to act on their own.Except for their table at the small barbecue stall, all the other customers had almost left. The owner shook his cattail fan behind the oven and yawned long and tiredly.Chu Ci walked over, trying to identify his tree from the five people, one of them raised his head, it was the face of a strange man, looked at Chu Ci with a distracted gaze, and shouted drunkenly: "Tree, you, Your mistress is here!"