King's return

There are no lights in the bedroom, only the LCD screen of the computer is on, reflecting blue light on Rong Jian's silver-rimmed glasses.

On Rong Jian's QQ, there is a column of friends classified as "Underdog Group", another column of friends called "Competition Group", and the last column of friends called "Strong Sparring Group". They were all speechless about Rong Jian's shameless and arrogant naming method.

Let's start with the "loser group", and the number one ranked is the "Lone Ranger" Wen You, who is well-known in the competitive game industry. By the way, "Lone Ranger" is his ID, but his nickname is— —Old hen, as for why he calls it that way, you can understand how tightly he guards his calf when playing games.

The other people in this group were also guys who had lost in the competition with Rong Jian, and they were all veterans with little reputation.

As for the "competition team", that is, the name looks normal, and there are only three people in it, but the names of these three people: Gale, PLAX, and Tank No. [-] are familiar to any competitive game fan, because they All are the champions of previous NGCs.

At present, there is one more person in this group - the handsome German guy I met last time, with a beaming head portrait on it, and Rong Jian changed his ID to "囧".

The last "strong group" has only one head portrait standing alone, and it is invisible all the year round - JJrun!Don't look at how obscene this ID is, but just three years ago, this ID represented China and won the pinnacle of honor in the global video game competition!

Back then, the unknown JJrun!Suddenly beating several favorites from the United States, Germany and Australia in the WGC event, and instantly became the biggest dark horse at that time.

Relying on a terrifying hand speed of up to 600 and precise micro-manipulation, he defeated the previous champion RET with an absolute advantage in one breath, arrogantly trampling the whole world under his feet.

When he was wearing the five-star red flag and stood at the top of the arena to be crowned the emperor, countless game fans all over the world shouted wildly for him!

JJ run!Naturally, it was also the senior that Rong Jian admired the most in his heart, and also the opponent he most wanted to surpass in his heart.

But he didn't know that this person was His Majesty the rotten man who once joked about the theory of mutual pressure between the human race and the beast race.

It was a coincidence that the two became friends with each other.

Rong Jian, who was proud and arrogant back then, boldly challenged the emperor who stood at the apex of the world's competitive game world, but after losing without any surprise, JJrun!He said contemptuously, "With your little weight, you still have a long way to go if you want to do a general attack!", and his avatar never lit up again.

However, Rong Jian, who has already forgotten everything about the past, of course has no way of knowing how valuable this guy is.

So when JJrun!His profile picture miraculously lit up, and when he even took the initiative to say hello to him, Rong Jian directly typed a line: "Who are you?"

JJ run! : "!!=＿=The little boy dare not remember who I am?!"

Rong Jian silently typed a line of ellipses.

The guy over there was dissatisfied: "Remember quickly, or I will abuse you ten thousand times!"

Rong Jian's face was embarrassed, and then he typed sincerely: "Please call 120, they will help you get rid of your illness."

JJ run! : "I'm going! You're the only one who has a problem! You're impatient, aren't you?! Come to the BQ battle platform, I won't let you loosen your muscles, and you still don't know why Sister Feng married Obama!"

Although Rong Jian didn't know how playing games had anything to do with the emotional entanglement between Sister Feng and Lao Ao, but since that guy Wen You had been tortured these days so that he hid whenever he went online, he finally got someone to play with at his door. Yes, why not do it?

So Rong Jian said straightforwardly: "Okay!"

The screen flashed white, and Rongme's ID appeared in the lower right corner, and the name of the entire battlefield became: Rongme's barracks, Rongme's weapon factory, Rongme's farmers, Rongme's gold mine...

JJ run!When he saw his ID, he almost fainted, especially when he saw "Rongmeme's airport", he finally couldn't help but started to slap the table and laugh wildly.

"This stuff is too wretched!"

At this moment, His Majesty the former Renhuang, who was on vacation in Xishuangbanna, Yunnan, was grinning in the hotel, moving the mouse happily.

JJ run!His real name is Junjie, and his impression of Rong Jian's game level is still at the level of half a bucket of water. However, since Rong Jian won the NGC championship last year, he finally paid a little attention to this rising star of the motherland. But this guy had another car accident not long after.

Junjie shook his head and regretted for a while, but now Rong Jian has come back again, it is rare for Junjie on QQ last time to see that the only avatar that was lit up in the middle of the night happened to be this guy, out of curiosity, he couldn't help but want to try him now To what extent.

When he entered the game, Junjie, who was still playing casually, never expected that he would capsize in the gutter one day!

Rong Jian's style of play is very strange, he neither mines nor builds an arsenal at the beginning, he is bored in the house and doesn't know what to do.

Junjie simply felt that if he sent a few farmers, he would be able to kill him by stealing vegetables in the past!

"...Is there some kind of conspiracy?"

Junjie, who was preconceived by the conspiracy theory, didn't attack rashly, but just strengthened his base in a regular manner, completely ignoring Rong Jian's weird behavior, quite a bit of tolerance.

It's a pity that the broad-minded Junjie finally ushered in the aircraft carrier of Rongme...

"aircraft carrier…"

Junjie looked at the screen stupidly: "It's only 10 minutes into the game, how could he build an aircraft carrier as soon as he has money?! Did he make a mistake?! It can't be a cheat!"

However, His Majesty the former Emperor was very experienced, and he quickly understood the reason - Rong Jian had nothing but an aircraft carrier, and even sold the gate of the base in order to build an aircraft carrier!

At this time, only one farmer was needed to capture the entire base of Rongjian unimpeded. Unfortunately, Junjie's old nest had disappeared into the vast river of history under the main gun of the aircraft carrier.

"I'll go!" Junjie stared blankly at his darkened screen and the pale characters gameover, and raised his middle finger towards the computer in grief and indignation.

After all, the Emperor is the Emperor, and he quickly walked out from the shadow of the gutter.

Jun Jie asked him with great interest: "How did you come up with such a risky game? If I send a migrant worker over at the beginning of the game, you will be over."

On the other side, Rong Jian shook his hands, stretched his waist and replied: "Oh, actually, I just haven't used an aircraft carrier before, and I just want to try its power, but I didn't expect you to be so inexperienced."

So you are so careless...

You are so careless...

without hitting...

"I'll wipe you#%￥...%&...##%!!" Junjie's lungs were about to explode, "If I don't abuse you [-] times, I'll make a zero! Damn!"

Rong Jian gladly accepted the challenge.

Junjie, who had finally entered a serious state, instantly showed the level of the world's top game king. After that, he played five rounds in a row, and Rong Jian was powerless to fight back. Every time he was defeated and died.

Even with Rong Jian's nerves, which are comparable to steel bars, he finally couldn't bear it anymore. He raised several white flags and kneaded his hands on the table.

"Haha! Realize your mistake! You little boy, dare to say that I have not been beaten!" His Majesty the former emperor with a small belly squatted on the chair with his bare feet in the posture of squatting on the toilet, laughing, "Today let the Let's fight again tomorrow!"

Rong Jian looked at the person who was talking to himself in the dialogue box speechlessly, thinking that this person's mental illness is not as serious as usual, but his strength is really terrifying. At that time, he never felt it.

Rong Jian, who was finally relieved, did the eye exercises again, patiently stretched his fingers for a while, and waited for the computer to display the final evaluation and hand speed test, but who knows that after waiting for a long time, it still hasn't arrived.

"Could it be a dead machine?"

Rong Jian couldn't be bothered to wait any longer, and after making a fuss in the middle of the night, the original excitement also subsided, and he lazily dragged himself to bed and went to sleep.

I didn't see the flash of light on the LCD screen, the huge and bright red "S" rating in the first game, and the record-breaking highest hand speed of 450.

This statistic is already close to Rong Jian's former peak state.

The hands of the clock on the bedside table moved monotonously.

Probably due to excessive use of the brain, Rong Jian easily fell asleep. In the dream, time flowed extremely fast, and all the images seemed to be fast-forwarding in a video recorder, and the figures were vague and unreal.

There seemed to be some noisy background sounds reverberating in the dream, but Rong Jian was squatting in the corner alone, with his knees hugged and his body curled up into a ball, only an old game console in his arms to accompany him.

He looked coldly at the people coming and going around, their faces were all full of the same sarcasm, or hypocritical sympathy.

A woman's screams and cries were vaguely heard from not far away, and the back of a tall and tall man walked further and further away in his sight, and finally disappeared into the distance as a small black dot.

The long-haired woman staggered and chased after her, and soon she could no longer see clearly in the white mist.

Rong Jian tremblingly stretched out a hand, but the arm was too short, and the weak fingers closed in the air vigorously, but they couldn't grasp anything.

He opened his mouth, but couldn't make a sound, and white mist came out in the cold winter.

Slowly, until the short little hand was frozen to the point of freezing, it retracted again.

He still squatted quietly in that corner, silently enduring the shaking of the figure in front of him, pointing at him...

The sound disappeared, the people dissipated, and the monotonous black and white background also blurred, gradually turning into a vast and empty white.

The young body has grown tall, even the game console in his arms has been weathered, but he is still squatting there alone, stubbornly refusing to move a step.

Like a cold statue, expressionless...

Rong Jian didn't know when he opened his eyes, he felt that he had been staring at the ceiling for a long, long time, maybe it wasn't the ceiling, but something in the void, but he couldn't see it.

It's like he can't see something sleeping deep in his heart.

"You finally woke up?"

A beautiful and deep male voice came suddenly, Rong Jian looked over subconsciously, Lin Yanxiu was wearing home clothes and leaning against the door with arms folded, Milk lazily lying on his fur slippers, caught Rong Jian's gaze, "Meow" It jumped over with a sound.

Rong Jian stretched out his hand and rubbed his dry eyes, and when he opened it again, he found that Boss Lin had already stood directly beside his bed.

"It's almost 12 o'clock, were you a pig in your previous life?" Lin Yanxiu snorted softly, "I don't even remember to turn off the computer, don't you need money for electricity?"

Rong Jian continued to huddle under the quilt, and said slowly: "Anyway, I'm not the one who pays."

Lin Yanxiu glared at him: "Get up quickly, you have to go out today."

"Where are you going?" Rong Jian sat up with a sigh, and immediately began to change clothes. As soon as she picked up her pajamas, the deep and shallow hickey marks on her neck and chest were exposed.

Lin Yanxiu's eyes flickered over there, and his blushing face turned away: "There is a training camp in Yunnan, and many masters will participate. It is enough for you to practice at home all day, and you should also go to it." Experience first-hand what the domestic first-class competitive level is like."

Rong Jian didn't know that he had even seen the top international level last night.

"I met a psycho on the Internet yesterday. I just accidentally won a round with him, and he has been chasing me to fight." Rong Jian lifted the quilt and got out of bed, lamenting bitterly that the world has changed.

Lin Yanxiu waved his hand nonchalantly: "Don't worry about that psycho, get ready, the plane will leave tonight."

If His Majesty the Emperor knows that he is called a "crazy" by these two unreliable guys, he still doesn't know how to vomit blood!

"So urgent?" Rong Jian was a little surprised.

"Stop talking nonsense, do as I say." Lin Yanxiu turned his head and left, he would not say that he made a temporary decision because he saw the horrifying data on the computer when he came here this morning.

"Hey, Lin Yanxiu." Rong Jian suddenly called out to him.

He stopped on the spot and turned his face slightly: "What are you doing?"

"Have I...improved a lot?" Rong Jian's voice was light, not so much a question, but a certainty.

"Tch," Lin Yanxiu sneered and walked away, "You are not so proud, you are still far away."

Rong Jian slightly raised a smile behind him: "If you don't hurt people, you will die..."

He changed into a casual outfit, walked out after washing up, and suddenly noticed that there was a piggy bank brought back from the old building last night on the table, with two photos pressed underneath it.

"Don't throw important things around." Lin Yanxiu came back up at some point, with pizza and milk in his hand, took a look at those things, and said calmly.

"Thank you." Rong Jian said softly, took the lunch and ate it.

The atmosphere in the bedroom suddenly fell silent.

Lin Yanxiu's home clothes have also been changed, and he is wearing a white striped shirt and black trousers, sitting on a swivel chair beside him, with his legs crossed, playing with the out-of-print M17 mouse, and slowly said: "You have nothing to ask for. Did you ask me?"

Rong Jian stopped and swallowed a mouthful of pizza slowly: "Do you have anything to say?"

Throwing away the mouse, Lin Yanxiu stood up and plowed his hair irritably: "What do you think I know? Your past? I don't know at all. You never mention it. Even that guy Wen You must be better than you." I know a lot!"

At the end, he sneered again: "You guys are good brothers who can talk about everything."

Rong Jian looked up at the other party in surprise: "Really? But when I asked him about the piggy bank, he couldn't answer."

Lin Yanxiu glanced at it and concluded, "Mensao."

"But there is a question, only you can answer me." Rong Jian put down the milk and wiped his mouth.

"...What?" Lin Yanxiu pursed his lips.

Rong Jian stared into his eyes and asked, "Last night, why... did you do that for me?"

Some scenes that are not suitable for children rolled around in front of his eyes again after these words came out. Lin Yanxiu's face turned blue and red, and he couldn't help shouting angrily: "Who told you to ask this?!"

"You." Rong Jian pointed a finger at him.

Lin Yanxiu choked, then turned his face away and said coldly: "I asked your attending physician, he said that you will have short-term stimulating memories due to sexual arousal, so your game experience will suddenly soar."

This statement made Rong Jian a little surprised: "Is it because of this?"

"What else do you want?!" Lin Yanxiu glared at him.

Rong Jian pursed her lips: "I thought you liked that..."

"Who the hell likes oral sex?!" Lin Yanxiu suddenly felt angry and bloody, wishing he could pull off his slippers and slap this guy's face!

Rong Jian suddenly stood up and pressed his shoulders, pushed him back into the chair and sat down, then bent down and kissed those chattering mouths.

"Would you—"

Lin Yanxiu's legs were throbbing with his hands, but the kiss was still extremely hot. He leaned softly on the back of the chair, and finally wrapped his hands around the other's neck and couldn't help responding.

Rong Jian pulled some distance away, looked down at the man's dark eyes stained with confusion, smiled and said in a low voice: "I like it..."

"What, what?" These words made Lin Yanxiu tremble violently, and he couldn't speak fluently.

But then he heard that guy whisper in his ear: "I like you to do it with your mouth..."

"…Why do not you go to hell?!"