Sniper is a little milk dog

There is more than one bad news.

As soon as Jing Muyu got off the plane returning home, she received a message from Jiang Wenyin.He opened it and looked at it, then closed it again, put down the phone, his eyes were a little dazed.

The two of them have always been used to walking together, Chu Ci stood next to the luggage tray and lowered his head, then looked up in a blink of an eye and found that Jing Muyu's expression beside him was a bit wrong: "What's wrong?"

"WTF," Jing Muyu swallowed the mints he chewed in his mouth, swallowed, and then said slowly: "We lost in the semifinals."

Chu Ci's movements froze for a moment.Jing Muyu looked at him, and didn't know what it was like in his heart. The pieces of mints burned his throat and eyes: "QU," he swallowed again, and said dryly: "It's still QU, QU defeated WTF."

It was the same three years ago, four years ago.It's just that this time it wasn't even the runner-up. QU blocked WTF's progress on the way to the semi-finals.At that moment, the sense of powerlessness rushed over his face like a recovering tide. Jing Muyu was in the airport lobby, but felt completely submerged by the roar of the raging waves. Looking around, there was no way out.

Chu Ci was speechless and patted his shoulder.The two stood side by side, silently watching the large and small suitcases slowly turning on the pallet track, time seemed to have stopped suddenly, as if there was something transparent but huge in the dark, and it was facing the two of them. Press down, creating a suffocating aura.

Chu Ci spoke first.

"Don't watch it yet, wait until you go back to replay." He unconsciously cast his eyes into the distance: "We were all competing for the past few days, and now we have a holiday and have time. Go back and make up for their semi-finals. Brother, let's analyze the reason. At least know how they lost."

Jing Muyu knew that he probably didn't feel much better than himself at this moment, so he nodded silently.

It was early morning when they got off the plane, and the hour hand was already pointing to two o'clock when they arrived at the base.Both of them were exhausted, went upstairs in silence, opened the door, entered the room, doing a set of mechanical movements, neither of them was in the mood to speak.Chu Ci sat on the sofa in the room without the lights on for a while, and said to Jing Muyu who was also sitting on the bed with the lights off: "It's late, I'll take a shower first, and I'll resume the game tomorrow."

Jing Muyu nodded, remembering that he should not be able to see, so he let out a dull "hmm".Chu Ci got up, turned on the light with a snap, and plunged into the bathroom with the towel in hand; Jing Muyu remained motionless, sitting in the room after the light was turned on, like a silent stone statue.

Chu Ci hurriedly took a shower, wrapped his dripping hair in a towel, and came out. What he saw was this: Jing Muyu had moved from the edge of the bed to the window, and the two glass windows were open. At the air outlet, smoking with fingertips, the bright red sparks create hazy mist.A man with a stern silhouette stood there alone, his slightly long hair was blown back, his lips were slightly parted, and a wisp of smoke was exhaled into the night, his pupils were so dark that they were almost depressed.

Chu Ci had no time to ask him why he relapsed after quitting for so long, he couldn't bear and had no right to blame him, not to mention, the answer was clear at a glance.He walked over with his slippers on, and the wet upper made a pattering sound on the tiled floor. Jing Muyu turned around when he heard the sound, and put out the cigarette in the anti-skid rail of the window.

Chu Ci walked up to him and stood still.Jing Muyu propped his elbows on the window sill, leaning obliquely, looking up at Chu Ci who was standing upright.

"Tell me," he said slowly, his eyes revealing endless confusion and distress: "I didn't hit him, why am I still sad?"

"Because of responsibility, because of love, because you are Jing Muyu," Chu Ci leaned over to kiss him, and snatched the cigarette butt from his hand.Jing Muyu supported him to stand, his posture was so smooth, he lowered his head, and gently pushed forward, he could completely kiss his god, his lips covered his lips, the tip of his nose was close to the tip of his nose, soft The corners of the lips pressed against the corners of the lips.Jing Muyu himself was in a delicate and slow state. Seeing him kissing him, he didn't hide, he wasn't shy, and he wasn't too nervous. When his lips completely touched his lips, he blinked slowly.

Chu Ci coaxed him: "Brother, be good, let me hug you." He pressed close, and Jing Muyu felt a little wet tongue slowly licking along the edge of his lips, so he opened his arms around Chu Ci's. The neck is like two beasts licking each other.

"It will all pass," Chu Ci said vaguely, "everything will be fine."

Jing Muyu only felt that he was falling rapidly on the edge of a cliff of thousands or tens of thousands of feet, and he couldn't tell where the end was. Maybe he would be smashed to pieces in the next second, and Chu Ci's comfort was nothing more than a drop in the bucket.Jing Muyu tilted his head, leaned against him, and said softly: "S7 is gone again."

"This year has passed again. When will we be able to defeat 'him'?"

He refers to the happy devil joy.

Chu Ci didn't speak, he didn't know the answer to this question, and he also wanted to know the answer to this question.

Jing Muyu turned his head and looked out of the window.Even though it was a dark night, he said, "Listen." He said in a daze, "They are calling Joy the Great Demon King. It's exactly the same, exactly the same as that in the summer game. We are all destined to kneel under the throne Mortal?"

Chu Ci held his hand, Jing Muyu's palm was cold.

"Just wait another year," he said without much confidence: "wait another year."

"How many years can an e-sports player have?" Jing Muyu looked at him seriously: "I used to have two years, and during those two years, Joy could earn $10 in 107 minutes. There will be no me in the future, but three Years have passed, and he can still maintain his dominance of $10 in 107 minutes. How many years does Fly have?"

Chu Ci shook his head: "There should always be some hope, what if it succeeds next year?"

Jing Muyu looked at him for a long time, finally sighed, without any hope.His voice was almost inaudible, low and hoarse: "I just said a few words to Jiang Wenyin, he said that he had talked with Lan Liu, and everyone was in a bad mood, and fly didn't say a word all night. "

"Jiang Wenyin said: Lan Liu's original words are like this. He just sat there all night without moving, eating, and expressionless, just following the team mechanically, like a robot. The psychological counselor followed, and he He didn't say anything. We all persuaded him, but he didn't speak. He has been in this state for several hours, and we all feel a little scared."

"It's a pity that I didn't get any good results this time. Of course, I didn't have any when I was a lol player. I always had a broken leg and a runner-up background board." Jing Muyu laughed at himself: "Otherwise, I can still have a stand Tell me about him."

Chu Ci didn't know how to comfort him, and after much deliberation, he could only say: "You have tried your best."

"I don't," Jing Muyu said decisively, "As long as you don't reach the top, it's not considered your best effort. It's no fun to listen to these pale and beautiful words. I know where I have problems, and there is no need to whitewash the peace."

"Yes, if there is a problem, just change it, and start over next time." Chu Ci rested his chin and looked at him firmly: "Why should you worry too much? Get a good night's sleep and wait for him to figure it out. The big deal is to come back next year.”

"This is the first time for him to face this kind of situation." Jing Muyu was still worried: "His personality is also so one-sided. If this blow is directly broken, he will never be able to stand up again."

"My brother also survived by himself back then, and survived until now," Chu Ci took his hand, pulled him up, and closed the window smoothly: "Some checkpoints can only be passed by yourself, and some sufferings can only be suffered by yourself. If brother is really worried, get some sleep first, get enough energy, and we will review the game together tomorrow. Anyway, the game is over, and the Lin team can at least give three days off. Just take advantage of this time, let's sum up what went wrong with them, okay? Okay? When the time comes, communicate directly with the coach and pass on our suggestions, which is better than worrying so much that you can't sleep here."

He took Jing Muyu's hand and analyzed it without haste, Jing Muyu finally listened to the words and nodded.

However, the resumption plan was temporarily shelved, because Bai Tang returned from vacation in Taipei.

Bai Tang entered the gate of the base carrying large and small bags.As soon as he entered the door, he had a round face with a smile, with dimples on both sides of his face, and he took out gifts when he saw people: "Good morning, manager! Good morning, captain. I'm back. I brought you a lot of delicious food from my place." Oh, Grandma asked me to be polite, and I must bring these two boxes of pineapple cakes for you to taste, and warned me not to steal them on the way, wow, it’s really over-excessive, I don’t even know who is Her son!"

He was busy distributing gifts in different categories, while talking endlessly: "I heard that you went out to get the silver pot this time. You are so brave. It's an international competition! It's really a pity that I haven't passed my visa, otherwise I would be able to compete with you guys." Let’s go together! But it’s good to just go home, the family misses me, and if I don’t go back, they will fly over to see me..."

He prepared presents for everyone, stuffed half of the seats, and holding a box of packaged jerky, he suddenly realized that something was wrong.He looked around, confused: "Where's Brother Tao? People from the second team... aren't you at the base today?"

Manager Wang, Lin Buyu, Jing Muyu, and Chu Ci all paused in unison.After a few seconds, Lin Buyu explained without emotion: "His contract expired, so he left first, and took help away."

To put it nicely, it's a transfer, but to put it badly, it's running away and poaching, deliberately trying not to make things easier for WTF.Bai Tang also knew the machine front inside, and after reacting, he let out an "ah", feeling a little at a loss.

Instead, it was Lin Buyu who took the initiative to take the words: "Leave as soon as you leave, what can I say? I won't mention it."