Sniper is a little milk dog

five years ago.

The city where 15-year-old Jing Muyu lives is very cold in winter, and the wind blows, and the trees on both sides are full of dead air.Teammates and coaches all walked ahead emotionally, only Jing Muyu trailed slowly, dragging his feet, the ice ball hit his face, he lowered his head, put his hands together, and rubbed each other.

At that time, the lines of his face were still vaguely soft and immature, only his two hands were clearly beautiful.The hand typing on the mechanical keyboard is slender and fair, with even bones and flesh, without any embellishments. When stretched out, the muscles and bones are gradually picturesque, naturally revealing a kind of elegance and a premonition of murderous intent.

Jing Muyu stopped and looked at his palm, the palm prints were messy, but he didn't really believe it.

He held his right hand, wrapped the palm of his left hand around his right wrist, squeezed it twice gently, and ironed the wrist bone that was aching from the cold.In this way, he and the teammates in front moved a few meters away, but no one noticed that he was lagging behind, and he didn't intend to rush to follow.

"I've played XW, what's so scary about FE..."

"I didn't expect that we would reach the finals one day. It's really awesome..."

"I heard that this time there is an official club team coming to watch the match offline and preparing to recruit people! Let's fight him in the campus finals today, and maybe we will go abroad to play the fucking international finals at the end of this year..."

"Fuck, is it real or not? A big club with money?"

"Hahaha nonsense! Don't talk about anything else, do you think the prize money of this competition is just for show?"

"It's called sponsorship. Let me analyze it with you. Brothers, one day we will be able to justify ourselves. This is not called Internet addiction. "

"Instructor Fang, don't point out the country here, you have the ability..."

The people in their team are all high school students in Yishui, and boys of similar ages gather together to form a bustling crowd, with only Jing Muyu walking behind.No one cared about the single ad in the back, and no one tried to pull him into the small group. This taciturn boy was born with an aura of alienation, and his eyebrows and eyes were cut out like snow and ice—Qing I don't know the cold very much, so I don't have to.

The four members of the school team are not low in division, because the game is also very familiar, Jing Muyu is an exception-he never makes a sound, operates silently, counterattacks silently, the other four teammates I am in awe of his strength, but I can't communicate with him. I am afraid, afraid, hate and love him. With complicated feelings, I have to put him aside in the cold.Jing Muyu didn't care about this either, his mouth was born like a decoration.He listened to the boisterous discussions of the boys in front of him, and he described the magnificent scene of thousands of people coming to court. He turned his head and saw the dilapidated Internet cafe. The neon signboards had lost a few lights, and the star tour had turned into a day tour.

At that time, e-sports was not called e-sports, it was called games, and it was called Internet addiction. If the parents were not enlightened, they would be sent to the management office for e-sports.The so-called National Campus Finals is nothing more than a slightly larger Internet cafe with slightly more people, no soundproof equipment, no rest room, ten seats lined up facing each other, and each contestant is given a can of mineral water. That's all there is to it.

Mineral water is still brought by the sponsor.

Fortunately for them, the venue for the finals is in their city.Some people from other provinces couldn't make up enough money for air tickets, so they had to abstain one after another.The conditions are simple and the environment is harsh, but even so, for the teenagers who have been in the small, dark and humid black Internet cafes all year round, they can have such an opportunity to enter such a spacious and bright venue, accept the inspection in full view, and prepare to start a new life. A passionate competition is already an unprecedented glory.

Bathed in the harassment of teammates Zhamai, Jing Muyu remained calm.He was too thin, too cold, too alienated, not at all like a 15-year-old man, not like a 15-year-old boy, clean and deserted, without any anger or emotion, like a puddle of snow.Jing Muyu sat down and tried to touch the peripherals that did not belong to him with his snow-white fingers. After warming up his hands, he became familiar with them. His eyebrows and eyes were still cold, as if the fingers that were almost knocked into afterimages did not belong to him.

Only the operation is hot.

When Verus wq blindly predicted the small cannon and jumped away with an arrow, the voice in the team boiled.When the night hunter Vayne's desperate situation opened r and the kite was annihilated, even the voice on the other side heated up.The sound insulation equipment is not good, it can even be said that there is no sound. The sound of Shan Shen slapping the table on the opposite side clearly shook the unopened plastic water bottle on their table: "Is it a script?! Damn it, the script is to blame. !"

Clockwork followed closely behind, crossed the screen and pointed at the opposite nose and scolded: "I have seen too many scripts, haven't I never seen them since I was a child, the scripts are still available in the ranking script competition, and the useless orphans also come to your father to find existence feel……"

"Your mid laner Zyra is also an orphan, a character who kills money, and I will call someone when I hang him up and beat him. Your fucking jungler is your father. Everyone, stop playing wild and come to the fucking online If you are comfortable living here, I will choose a blind man with no brains to give you blue as your father. The foolish money will be there to take over all kinds of people without brains, and I will ask you if you are comfortable..."

"Would you dare to go forward a little bit, you know how to hide behind the script monster and hang up. It's cool to play games with you, or did he mess with you last night..."

During the short interval when the opponent's group was destroyed, the opponent was unwilling to be idle, and launched a verbal attack on Jing Muyu's side who bore the brunt.The game was not official, and there was no such thing as a ban at that time. If the other side started spraying, of course this side could not show weakness, and sprayed back in full swing.Both sides fought fiercely, so the trash talk war had a lot of stamina, and there were back and forth. Until the last round, they were still trying to find time to slap the table with their noses and middle fingers and curse at people:

"Don't spit on the orphan, have the strength to operate your keyboard twice more, your stupid coin ez is too hard to blame us for your e-face?"

"It's not a script, you can beat your father? It's a batch of fakes."

"I'm so merciful that I sat down and bombed you. I smashed your resurrection armor to see if you are a waste and dare to bark at your grandpa..."

"It's okay, it's trash, just stop shouting a few words and wait for your father to give you a vine to send you and your family to heaven. If you don't accept it, come down and report for a solo. If you lose, you will be my son... ..."

The teenagers were busy operating, and their mouths were not idle. If they died, they would scold their teammates. If the operation was wonderful, they would slap the table and scold the trash on the other side. The scolding battle between the nine people was very lively. With Yu's absence, the scolding battle here has lost a combat power, which is slightly inferior.

What is Jingmu Elm doing?

Jing Muyu was concentrating on operating.

His fingers flicked over qwer, 2adf, active and passive skills like flowing water.Lowering his eyes, he seemed to be sitting in a very quiet Zen ground. Everything in the outside world had nothing to do with him, the trash talk flying all over the sky, his opponents, even his teammates...he didn't care about anything.

He just wants to win.

Wei En drove Q through the light effects of skills in a place, struggling to survive.

On their side, the blind Zyra was caught by the clockwork first, and the wind girl was caught and killed when she was doing vision before the team battle started. There was only one half-blooded top laner Rambo left... Rambo wanted to take a look at the skinny one next to him The reticent ADC closed his eyes and manipulated the mouse. The skill panel was all gray, and blocked the night hunter with blood bars.

"you go!"

He thought himself tragic.

Jing Muyu rolled to avoid the wheel thrown by Sivir.At this moment of rolling, he thought of a lot of things, thinking of Zyra, who was hard-controlling and full-handed, thinking of the blind man who died suddenly, thinking of Fengnv, and thinking of Rambo who had just been knocked into the air by Wei... Of course, all of these were converted. It became something else, such as Vi paid a big one in exchange for a dead Zyra, and Shen's taunt was given to the blind man, thinking that the clockwork was not big.

In his eyes, these may not be bloody rivers of confrontation between you and me... more, they treat everything as a straw dog, and convert it into cold data, which is beneficial to him, clear processing, and the next move basis.

All control skills are gone.

"Step aside."

The adc who never spoke spoke, his voice was as ruthless as his appearance.

"...What?" Rambo thought he heard it wrong.

However, there is no time to talk nonsense with him.When he died, the collision volume decreased accordingly, and there was no worry about being stuck in the position. Jing Muyu rolled into the opposite back row with his big stealth, and the two rings of the silver arrow nailed the remaining blood to the mainspring.The Devil's Trial hit the opposite Shending Wall, Sivir's qw was all empty, and e failed to clear the control, so he had no choice but to be taken away by the third ring.He rolled all the way from the highland defense tower into the crowd on the opposite side, cutting the back row to death first, and then quickly dealt with Shen's taunt, Wei's blow and Nami's bubbles in seconds. The slender hunter kept rolling backwards, and no one could even wipe At the corner of his clothes, he entered the regiment with half blood and left the regiment with full blood.

It was already the late stage, and the resurrection time was nearly 1 minute. Wei En stepped on a corpse, walked directly from her own high ground to the opposite high ground, broke her front teeth, and took the crystal directly.

Even though it was winter, and it was freezing cold in the Internet cafe, Jing Muyu's forehead was already covered with fine beads of sweat after he fired the last silver arrow.He was also wearing his high school jacket, loosely slung over his shoulders, and a plain cotton T-shirt underneath.The young man put down the mouse expressionlessly and unscrewed the cap of the water bottle, raised his neck and took two sips before standing up.

In the sound of the host's reading, he threw the remaining half bottle of water on the ground with all his might——squeaky, creaky, the plastic water bottle fell to the ground and collapsed in the middle, rolling all the way to the bottom of the opposite plane, Puddles overflowed.The defeated ones looked at each other, but Jing Muyu didn't look back.

Halfway through, Jing Muyu was stopped.So he went back to his seat to sign the id representing his future career, and the nib of the pen was pressed on the paper. He was the only player among the five who entered the best team WTF at that time, WTF The youth training officer at that time looked at him with eager and attentive eyes.

Later, someone involved recalled that scene and said——

"I watched him stand up, it was like watching a legend rise."

The legend never dies.

I found a shocking bug in the previous article. There was no Spear of Revenge in s3... Orz, I am very desperate now. I don’t know if I should fix it or not. After I fix it, I have to change the whole structure. If I don’t fix it, the time will not be right.