Both me and the head are yours [e-sports]

After the game, players from both sides shook hands.

The KCG team led by Gu Ai directly passed Lin Qinghe who was standing in front of the Sirius team. Lin Qinghe's face was stiff, and he put back his raised hand.

In a very embarrassing scene, the cameraman silently moved away from the camera that fell on Lin Qinghe, and turned to the other members of the Sirius team behind him.

The unhappiness between Lin Qinghe and the KCG team is known to the entire e-sports circle throughout the century.

On official occasions, the two are not polite at all.

For post-match interviews, the Sirius team will take priority.

Of course, the current reporters will not miss the rumors and hotspots about the disagreement between the Sirius team and the KCG team on Weibo.

It's a pity that the person interviewed by Team Sirius was not Lin Qinghe, but newcomer Qiu Ze.

In the lounge of KCG, Cheng Qian watched the live interview on the screen, "Qiu Ze is quite steady, the question asked by this reporter is embarrassing to Sirius."

"Aren't the media the most likely to add insult to injury? Didn't they do the same when we KCG lost the game?" Su Ning babbled, not taking it seriously.

Ling Yi still remembers that period of time vividly. Although he was a spectator fan at the time, the sense of substitution was too strong, and it was still irritating to watch.

"Who wants to go to our KCG interview later..." Just as Gu Ai finished speaking, the phone rang abruptly.

That was Ling Yi's cell phone.

The lounge suddenly fell silent, Ling Yi picked up the phone, and frowned uncontrollably when he saw the incoming call reminder.

"I'm going out to answer the phone." Ling Yi said, and walked out of the lounge.

When Ling Yi walked out of the lounge, Su Ning pressed softly, "Did Ling Yi get troubled again? He only frowns when he answers the troublesome call."

After getting along for half a season, the members of KCG have a better understanding of Ling Yi's character. In the past, if it was Ling Yi's grandfather's call, Ling Yi would not avoid it. Only when "someone" called, Ling Yi would leave. Go to the side to pick it up.

"You can interview Su Ning later." Gu Ai said.

Su Ning was at a loss, pointing at herself, "I'm going?"

"Well, I'll go and see Ling Yi." Gu Ai replied.

Su Ning nodded and took over the interview task, "That's fine."

The end of the corridor in the inner room of the arena is relatively quiet.

Ling Yi picked up the phone, his brows were a little irritated, and finally answered, "What can I do?"

"Xiao Yi, do you remember what day it is today?" The voice on the other end of the phone asked him.

"I remember." Ling Yi's voice was a little cold, "You don't need to remind me."

"You have been abroad all year round, and now you have returned to China with great difficulty. You should visit your mother more when you have time, not to mention that today is Qingming Festival..."

Today is the Ching Ming Festival, and it is already raining lightly outside. The weather is supposed to be cool, but Ling Yi feels a little bored.

The man named "Father" was still talking about it. "I saw you on TV today. It turned out that you came back to play e-sports. This profession is for youth. You can't play for a few years. You have to think about your own future. How can you always play this way? ? And I heard that in the e-sports industry, no results means no income, a waste of time..."

"My job doesn't bother you." Ling Yi has already completed his studies at a school in Europe and got a diploma and degree certificate. Even if he doesn't play e-sports, he can still find a good job in the future.

Obviously the person on the opposite side didn't understand, or this person didn't care before.

To him, he is just an oil bottle, and he still has a bank card that pays a small amount of living expenses every month before he is a minor.

The card was handed over to him by his grandfather, but Ling Yi didn't touch any money.

"I'm your father, isn't it right to care about your work?"

Ling Yi squeezed the phone, his knuckles turned white, "I don't really understand what you care about now, if possible, I hope everyone will not disturb each other, I can leave the card intact for the living expenses you called earlier. Return it to you."

There is also a lot of longing for motherly love and fatherly love, which are all in the past tense.

"As for my mother, I visit her every Qingming Festival, so you don't have to remind me."

When he was young, Ling Yi would wait in the cemetery for his father to come to see his mother. Later, he waited for a day until the cemetery closed, but he didn't see anyone. After three years in a row, Ling Yi didn't wait any longer.

The voice of the person on the other end of the phone paused, "I'll wait for you here in the cemetery, Xiao Yi, we haven't seen each other for a long time, let's have dinner together after seeing your mother."

The phone hung up, and Ling Yi had no time to refuse.

What is he looking for now?Ling Yi didn't quite understand.

Is it compensation for guilt?

Or some other reason?

Ling Yi didn't want to understand, but felt tired.

After Ling Yi finished answering the phone, he planned to walk slowly along the corridor back to the KCG lounge.

A sound of quarreling came from around the corner, and Ling Yi paused when he heard the content.

"Shut up, you, now our Sirius points are already very dangerous. After losing 0:2 to KCG, the points are not enough for the top four. Now there is only half a month left before the end of the preseason, and there are still a group of rich teams No fight. Do you understand the situation we Sirius are in?"

"Isn't there still half a month left?" Lin Qinghe's voice came.

In front is the lounge of the Sirius team. Ling Yi is not interested in the internal quarrels of their team, and he is about to walk over there

"At the beginning, the premise that Sirius spent 2000 million yuan to sign you for a season was that the Sirius team won the semi-finals of this season. Now unless you win all your future games, otherwise, you have to pay us Sirius The 2000 million damage fee, when you left KCG, was a lot of liquidated damages for you, Lin Qinghe."

When Lin Qinghe left kcg...

The liquidated damages paid by kcg to Lin Qinghe...

Ling Yi was stunned for a moment, and the memories came flooding back like a tide. Back then Song Daiwenming signed a non-disclosure agreement with him, and told him to wait a month for the formal signing...but after a few days, Song Daiwen invited him to the club Officially signed.

What exactly happened in this, Song Dynasty Wen's rhetoric is vague.

Did kcg take the initiative to lose money to Lin Qinghe?

For a club, the contract can be terminated only one month away. In order to sign new players in advance, they paid a large amount of liquidated damages. It is impossible...

What was the reason for Lin Qinghe's early termination of the contract?

The quarrel became louder, and someone slammed the door and came out.

"boom--!"

Ling Yi raised his eyes, Yuanjia Road was narrow, and the person who came out was Lin Qinghe.

Seeing Ling Yi, Lin Qinghe could hardly conceal the malice on his face, "What did you hear? You are very proud now, aren't you? You took my place in KCG, and let Gu Ai and the others hold you in their palms. "

"I heard that you will pay liquidated damages for losing the game." Ling Yi didn't bother to talk to him, "Besides, I don't have anything to be proud of. The result of the game is the best proof."

"I want to pay liquidated damages? Tsk, strictly speaking, it's not my money. Someone from KCG paid more than 2000 million..." Lin Qinghe sneered, not caring about it at all.

Ling Yi heard what he meant, and frowned, "What do you mean?"

Hearing that Ling Yi didn't know yet, Lin Qinghe laughed instead, "You ask me to answer? They don't tell you, don't you think about your own problems?"

After dropping these words, Lin Qinghe left.

Ling Yi stood there for a while, then slowly walked back from the corner in a mess of thoughts.

At the door of the KCG lounge, Gu Ai was standing there, as if waiting for him.

"What happened?" Gu Ai asked him with a worried expression.

"It's nothing serious." Ling Yi lowered his eyes.

Two things kept stirring in his mind, one was a family matter, and the other was something KCG concealed...

Maybe there was a concealment in the beginning...

But kcg didn't want him to know, so he didn't ask.

As for housework.

Ling Yi raised his eyes, with a slightly apologetic expression, "I can't go to the post-match dinner later, I have something to go out."

Gu Ai looked at his somewhat uneasy expression, and was worried, "I'll accompany you?"

"Don't bother..." It's not appropriate for Gu Ai to accompany him, maybe he will meet the "father" in name.

"Okay, when will you be back? I'll pick you up when the time comes, and the post-match dinner will be the same in the evening."

The young man's gaze was too sincere.

Ling Yi opened his lips, and finally chose the latter between "I don't want to trouble Gu Ai" and "I want to get along with Gu Ai", "About six o'clock in the evening."

Gu Ai: "Where will I pick you up?"

Ling Yi answered him, "Intersection A."

Gu Ai's gaze paused, and her tone was gentle, "Okay."

Near intersection A is the cemetery... Today is the Ching Ming Festival again, and I can figure out what Ling Yi is going to do with my toes.

Gu Ai knew something about Ling Yi's life experience.Ling Yi's mother passed away when he was a child, and he was brought up by his grandfather in Europe. There should be a "father" in the family who has never been mentioned by him, and there are no other brothers and sisters...

Ling Yi returned to the country alone, his interpersonal relationship was too weak, and he had an introverted personality.

Gu Ai wanted to take care of him more and get closer to Ling Yi.

cemetery.

The young man holding a big black umbrella was walking in the rain. His figure was tall and thin, and he couldn't see his face clearly with a mask on. We can only guess from his eyes that he should be good-looking.

He took a handful of elegant white daisies, and he didn't know that he was going to visit the grave of a deceased relative.

The crowd is bustling.

But very few people came alone to sweep the grave.

Ling Yi found his mother's tomb, and the beautiful woman in the photo still had a gentle and bright smile.

Ling Yi didn't see that "father".

But he saw a handful of lilies placed in front of the tomb.

It must have been sent by the father.

Ling Yi put the daisy flowers on it, and the bluestone steps were drenched by the rain. Instead of sitting down and chatting with his mother as usual, he stood there with an umbrella, his eyes hanging down to hide his sorrow and longing.

After a while, Ling Yi said slowly, "He seems to have forgotten the flowers you like..."

"He has been calling me frequently recently, why?"

"Let's not talk about this." Ling Yi's voice paused, and continued in a slow tone, "Recently, many things have happened. Joining the new team went smoothly, and we won all the games. Everything is developing in a good way. , I hope I can stand with him on the podium of the championship."

"Grandfather also misses you very much. He said he will come back to see you on your birthday."

The Qingming rain finally stopped in the evening, the sky was gloomy, Ling Yi put away his umbrella and walked out of the cemetery.

The phone rang again.

It's the father's phone number.

"Xiao Yi, I'll wait for you at the gate of the cemetery. Let's have dinner together tonight."

Ling Yi was speechless. When he saw no one in front of the tomb, he thought he would never see the father in name, but he couldn't avoid it in the end.

"Let's forget about eating..." There were still people waiting to pick him up for dinner, "If you have anything to say, just say it."

Holding the phone, Ling Yi searched the crowd, and landed on a figure with uncertainty.

"Xiao Yi, what color are you wearing today? I'll wait for you at the door on the left."

That person was also holding a mobile phone, and he glanced at Ling Yi blindly, as if looking for someone in the crowd.

Even if Ling Yi walked past him, he might not recognize him.

"Black." Ling Yi opened his lips, "It's not far in front of you."

Only then did the man stop looking around, his eyes fell on Ling Yi, and he asked in a hesitant voice, "Xiao Yi?"

"It's me." Ling Yi said.

Five years have passed, Father Ling and Ling Yi's memories are different, their temperament and demeanor have changed a lot, but their facial features have not changed much.

Father Ling is now a businessman, his brows and eyes are full of scrutiny and thought.When Ling's father was young, he was still as gentle as jade that his mother liked.

"The photos sent with your grandfather have changed so much that I almost didn't recognize them." Father Ling said with a polite smile on his face.

That probably wasn't a recent photo either, it might have been years ago.After all, the relationship between grandfather and Father Ling has always been bad, and they seldom contact each other proactively.

Ling Yi didn't know how to be polite to him, so he asked, "What can you do for me?"

"What's the matter, we father and son talk while eating?" Father Ling still proposed.

Ling Yi had a headache, "It's really not, I have an appointment with a friend tonight."

Father Ling frowned, "What friends are more important than family members? We haven't seen each other for a long time, can't you spare time for a meal?"

"..." Ling Yi looked at the middle-aged man in front of him with mixed emotions in his heart. He could have been polite and distant, but at this moment he couldn't help his emotions, "So you think we are family?"

Father Ling's face turned red when he asked this question, and his voice raised a little uncontrollably, "Isn't it? Blood is thicker than water. You are my son, and this cannot be changed."

Although it is evening now, because it is the Ching Ming Festival, there are people coming and going at the gate of the cemetery.Many people's eyes fell on the two of them curiously.

"That's what you said." Ling Yi lowered his voice, "Let's go talk while we're at it. Dinner is fine."

Seeing that Ling Yi insisted on not going to have dinner with him, Ling's father didn't continue to make things difficult for him.

Came under the shade of trees with less traffic.

Only then did Father Ling explain his purpose.

"I remember your blood type, it's the same as mine, and the blood cells are also similar. Your brother is sick, and my blood cells have a rejection reaction. Please see when you are free recently, and go to the hospital for a specific examination... If it is suitable Match, donate some blood cells to your brother."

"Not recently, I'm not free. Don't the hospital's blood bank have any blood cells?" Ling Yi's blood type is not a rare blood type, and there are still some if you look for it.

"I've said that there will be rejection. Your brother was born prematurely, and his body is very weak. He can't stand it. It's best to find a suitable one." Father Ling looked at him, and finally took out a bank card from his pocket. "There's [-] in this card, as long as you go for a medical examination at the hospital. If it's suitable, you'll pay another fee. It's a good deal, right?"

"..." Ling Yi looked at the bank card in his hand, and found some familiarity from the sense of disobedience these days.

Father Ling, who doesn't play the card of family affection, has the same expression on his philistine face as when he arranged for Ling Yi to go to Europe.

After his mother passed away, Ling's father hurriedly held the funeral. At that time, little Ling Yi had already become autistic.

Father Ling's friend asked him, "You are going to remarry, what about your son? Go to the new family with you?"

Father Ling shook his head, "This oil bottle is so big, it's too troublesome for me to take it there, and it will be an eyesore. His grandfather is rich, so let his grandfather raise him, and I just pay for living expenses every month. .”

When they said this, Xiao Lingyi huddled in the corner behind the sofa and heard it clearly.

Seeing that Ling Yi didn't answer for a long time, Ling's father frowned, "What's wrong? Do you think one hundred thousand is too little? If it wasn't because you are my son, it would only be ten or twenty thousand. And it doesn't matter whether it is suitable or not. .”

Ling Yi recovered from the memories he deliberately wanted to forget, and didn't know how to answer Ling's father's words.

10 yuan to go to the hospital for a physical examination is indeed a lot of money for ordinary people.

But Ling Yi didn't have to ask for the [-]. If he could, he even wanted to spend [-] to avoid meeting the person in front of him.

"Ling Yi—!" Someone called him not far away, with a clear voice.

Ling Yi looked over subconsciously.

It was Gu Ai who came, it was almost six o'clock in the evening, and he came to pick her up.

Seeing Gu Ai approaching, Ling's father had a scrutinizing look in his eyes, "Who is this?"

"It's my friend." Ling Yi replied.

"Hello, I'm Ling Yi's captain and friend, and you are...?" Gu Ai's words were polite and polite.

"I'm his father." After Ling's father answered, he heard that Gu Ai was also an e-sports player, so he didn't have much conversation with Gu Ai, turned his head to look at Ling Yi, and continued, "Think carefully, you are still a Newcomer to e-sports, I’ve inquired about a game, and it’s only a few thousand or ten thousand. My one hundred thousand is enough for you to play more than ten games, what else are you dissatisfied with?”

"You may have misunderstood something." Gu Ai smiled politely at Ling's father, and explained politely, "Ling Yi is a very strong player, with an average of hundreds of thousands per game, and an annual salary of 2000 million. It doesn’t include event bonuses, subsidies, and commercial activities. 10 yuan is probably enough for him to play for more than ten minutes, less than half a game.”

"..." Father Ling's eyes widened. He was in business for only a few million a year, but he didn't expect that his son, whom he hadn't seen for many years, just played games, and his salary exceeded his annual salary.

"Are you fooling me?" Father Ling looked at Gu Ai with suspicion.

"It's all true. If you are worried, you can go to KCG with us to see Ling Yi's contract." Gu Ai smiled.

Father Ling couldn't speak now, he stared at Ling Yi with a complicated expression.

"As for the matter of blood donation for the physical examination, let's wait for half a month to talk about it. It happens to be my offseason at that time. Moreover, if your cells are also repelled, my suitability may be even lower." Ling Yi said every word After finishing speaking, "I'll go first."