your glory my sniper

no home?

Bai Nuo frowned, his voice couldn't help being excited, "Yu Jianglan, why don't you have a home anymore, this is your home, me, Lao Zhu and Jing Bao, we are all your family!"

The latter listened, his eyes turned slightly red, and he shook his head gently.Then, covering his waist with one hand and pressing the edge of the table with the other, he turned the gaming chair back, leaving Bai Nuo with a slightly trembling back.

He knew in his heart, no, it was different.

Family?

This word is too complicated and heavy for Yu Jianglan.

When he was eight years old, he was thrown to his grandmother overnight by his parents.

It was the same night, and the two of them were so anxious that they could not even wait for dawn, so they packed their bags and went their separate ways.

Yu Jianglan forgot the specific reason, only knew it was because of money.

A family of three squeezed into a small space of [-] square meters, the days of being knocked on the door by the landlord every day, worrying about daily necessities, rice, oil and salt, finally could not survive.

It was a snowy night, he had already slept soundly, when suddenly a cold wind rushed into his neck, before he had time to react, he was dragged up by Lian's mother and sent to his grandmother's house in the suburbs.Who would have thought that the old house would be demolished in the second year, and grandma would get a sum of money, but she had no choice but to take the money and Yu Jianglan to live in uncle's house.

Yu Jianglan was brought up by his grandmother and aunt, so in his cognition, wherever these two people are, his home is.

Grandma got Alzheimer's two years ago, probably because of Yu Jianglan's training outside all the year round, so when he came home for the Spring Festival last year, grandma didn't know him.

She stared at Yu Jianglan for a long time, then bewilderedly asked the aunt beside her for help, she asked with a smile, she only had one grandson, Shen Maojie, when would she have another grandson...

This is Yu Jianglan's most regrettable and saddest thing. He failed to accompany his grandmother well, so he can only use money to make the rest of her life as happy as possible and less bitter than other old people.

So almost every penny he earned from his professional career was given to his family.

My aunt doesn't have a job, and my uncle is addicted to gambling. Over the years, the family changed houses and cars, and the daily expenses of the family of four were paid by Yu Jianglan.

And this Shen Maojie, who is participating in youth training at the DLK King's Base, is his aunt's son and his cousin.

Shen Maojie just turned eighteen this year. He has been staying at home since dropping out of school two years ago. Apart from eating and sleeping, he plays Glory of Kings and watches live games.Now that I learned that DLK's King's Youth Training Team is recruiting, I signed up.

My aunt has no education, and seeing Yu Jianglan making a lot of money playing games, she thought that her son could do the same.He made a special call to ask Yu Jianglan to take good care of his brother, and said something ridiculous about the slogan "Brothers unite hearts, and their benefits cut gold".

Yu Jianglan agreed.

But he knows Shen Maojie's temperament best, no matter where he is, he will not make people worry. He has a violent temperament, acts high-profile and loves to compare. When he was in school, he often used fists because of disagreements in a few words.Now that I am in the DLK club, I am playing matches, training, and living with a bunch of boys of the same age. After a long time, it will inevitably lead to conflicts.

After thinking about it, Yu Jianglan felt that it was necessary to inform Ling Jibei, but they didn't seem to be very familiar with each other, so he couldn't say what to ask him to take care of him.

Forget it.

hiss--

Suddenly, the pain in the back twisted again, Yu Jianglan put his hand on it, and pressed the prominent vertebrae with his fingertips, it seemed that he took a long time to hold the mouse again.

But the moment he pulled the keyboard, the screen of the monitor was suddenly pushed aside violently by Bai Nuo.

"If you don't feel well, go and rest. It's the offseason now, so you don't have to work so hard!" Bai Nuo's eyes were fixed on his forehead covered with fine beads of sweat, knowing that he was in severe pain, he bowed his body and put the He put his arm on his shoulder, "Come on, I'll help you back to your room."

Yu Jianglan didn't refuse, her waist really hurt.

The coach and Fan Jie both ordered him not to go on the plane in the near future, all the numbers were taken away, and the team members were asked to supervise.But everyone couldn't hold him back after all, so they let him practice with the trumpet for a while while the coach was away.

Bai Nuo supported Yu Jianglan back to the room, he walked very slowly along the way, with deep and shallow steps.

"Captain..." Bai Nuo had mixed feelings in his heart, and his voice was full of unconcealable distress.

When he came to the bed, before Yu Jianglan sat still, he stretched out his hand and opened the drawer at the head of the bed. He didn't shy away from anything, and directly picked up a bottle of painkillers.

I poured out two pills in the palm of my hand, and when there was no water, I raised my head, the veins on my neck bulged, and I swallowed it.

Bai Nuo stood on the edge of the bed in a daze, watching Yu Jianglan put his hands on the bed behind him, stretched his waist gently, and then lay down little by little.

Finally, I couldn't help but leaned forward, and stretched out my hand towards him, "Is it painful, come on, let me press it for you, it can relieve it to some extent."

Halfway through the stretch, Yu Jianglan raised his hand to block it, "It's okay, don't worry about me, you can go to the live broadcast, and pay attention to rest while there is no make-up time for the game."

Yu Jianglan smiled, his tone was calm and peaceful, as if he wasn't the one who just took the painkiller.

As he spoke, he turned around and turned his back to Bai Nuo, his hoarse voice came into Bai Nuo's ears, "Turn off the light for me."

The silence in the room lasted for more than ten seconds. Yu Jianglan didn't move at all. He waited until the lights dimmed and Bai Nuo's footsteps got farther and farther away. Then he turned his shoulder slightly, took the mobile phone from the bedside, and opened it habitually. forum.

Posts about his negative remarks are floating at the top of the forum every day.

Said he cheated.

Said he was in love with the brain.

Said he was paid to be an actor.

...

His eyelashes were drooping, and he flicked his fingers lightly, and saw a post analyzing his waist injury, the title was quite literary--A generation of sniper god Wave: Behind the extraordinary talent is injury.

Yu Jianglan clicked in out of curiosity.

Landlord: I have a friend who is an orthopedic surgeon and has checked Wave.

【Illness Diagnosis Form】

[with photos]

Landlord: My friend said that this degree of lumbar muscle strain is caused by sitting for a long time. If he only trains for five years, according to the same level of training as other players, he will definitely not deteriorate into this state.

That is to say, the Lanshen you think is a godly sniper, a god born for PUBG, but in fact he is not a genius, he just put in more effort than the average professional player.My friend said that the degree of this kind of waist injury should be caused by sitting for a long time regardless of day and night, that is to say, Lanshen may not sleep for practice!

The following are all comments on this medical record.

【I go!Psoas cramps?Sciatic nerve injury?This might cause a hemiplegia! 】

【Heizi is making up stories again, I won't listen!Lanshen yyds! 】

【Day and night!incredible! 】

[Oh, hehe, did you secretly train until you died in the name of a genius? 】

...

Yu Jianglan laughed it off, sitting for a long time regardless of day and night, in fact, he was right.

He has a dark and bitter secret.

For a long time he had slept sitting up.

It was almost when Shen Maojie entered elementary school, and after his personality became more and more distinct, he began to reject Yu Jianglan who lived in the same room with him, began to resist sleeping in the same bed with him, and began to show undisguised hostility towards Yu Jianglan.

Every night when he went to bed, he would sleep with his limbs stretched out in the middle of the bed, leaving only a small space for Yu Jianglan by the window.

The meaning is very clear, Shen Maojie is not willing to accept him.

Yu Jianglan happened to be a self-respecting and extremely stubborn person. From that day on, he just sat on the head of the bed to sleep every day, and spent long nights like this.

So that later, he went to the school dormitory, facing the narrow bed with a width of more than one meter, others complained, but he suffered from insomnia for a whole week because he could finally lie down and sleep.

He sat and slept for two full years, that is, these two years, which made his lumbar spine and sciatic nerve deteriorate to an extreme.

...

The phone vibrated suddenly, and a WeChat friend's addition message appeared on the top of the screen.

——Ling Jibei^-^