can't you afford to lose

An Yixin's brain was in a daze.

He read the content of this email several times, but couldn't get it into his head at all, and even felt like he was dreaming.

It wasn't until the nearest team assistant came over while saying "what are you looking at?" that he suddenly came back to his senses, flicked off the phone screen, and his face sank: "It's none of your business."

Li Yu and the two brothers were still pushing Lai Lai, An Yixin stood up suddenly, the gaming chair flew backwards a long way due to inertia, he took the earphones and mask from the table and walked out.

Li Yu stood in front of him: "What are you doing?"

An Yixin's eyes were slightly pressed, and her voice was tinged with impatience: "Get out of the way."

Li Yu hadn't seen An Yixin like this for a long time, he felt a little apprehensive, and subconsciously moved out of the way.

An Yixin walked out without looking back.

After he left for a long time, Li Yu came to his senses and muttered to himself, "What's wrong with this mad dog?"

He turned his head and noticed the assistant with a dull face.

Li Yu became angry instantly, and vented his anger on the assistant: "What the hell did you just tell him that made him start to get sick for no reason?! Everyone is not worrying. You wait here for me, I Call him back!"

The assistant was still in a daze, and murmured: "I seem to have seen it... yes, it was the email sent to him by FWG..."

"Boom" there was a thunder.

The rain became heavier in an instant. There was a typhoon storm warning tonight, and the black clouds had already piled up above the night sky, making it hard to breathe.

In Shanghai, where every inch of land is expensive, LR is not as good as an old-fashioned giant team like FWG-not only has its own luxurious home stadium configuration, but its base is also luxuriously located on the banks of the Huangpu River.

LR's small base was built in the suburbs. At this time, there were no pedestrians on the road. Occasionally, a few beams of headlights pierced the night with splashes of water, and then disappeared at the end of the road.

An Yixin was walking aimlessly, the street lights were a bit dim, a few of them were slacking off from work, and they couldn't even see their fingers when they stretched out their hands.

He was absent-minded so he didn't pay attention to the road under his feet. With a "crash", he stepped into a puddle.

An Yixin frowned, raised her feet, her sneakers were soaked in water, and the coolness spread from her toes to all parts of her body.

He stared at his toes for a long time, then slowly took out his phone.

The torrential rain washed over the screen in an instant like a bathroom shower head. Pressing the screen saver password for a long time did not respond to the phone, and even trying to turn on the flashlight directly crashed.

An Yixin gave a "tsk", feeling that the water has been retrograde recently.

And he couldn't help himself, even the broken sky couldn't contain the water, and he fell down with a crash.

An Yixin's hands trembled a little, and he unzipped his wet coat, dried the screen with the hem of his short-sleeved shirt that was not completely wet, and then clicked on it.

The screen still stayed on the email from the FWG club.

An Yixin's mood fell to the bottom again, she turned off her phone, and continued to smear and walk.

This side is already very far away, and there is no one inhabited, only the sound of splashing rain can be heard, and the street lamps a few meters away emit faint light, and the illuminated area is full of dense raindrops.

An Yixin suddenly thought of someone.

Unable to restrain himself, he wanted to call him and talk to him about this fucking thing.Want to hear his opinion.

Thinking of this, he covered the top with one hand, and entered the screen password with the other.

There are very few WeChat chat records.

None of the team members have a good relationship. Most LPL professional players stay away from him when they mention him. He was just a gangster in middle and high school, and he didn't have many close friends.

The only thing that stands out is the top note with the note "ninth3.19".

The rain covered the phone screen again in an instant, An Yixin was afraid that his antique phone would be scrapped if it got in the water again, so he touched the water on his face, gritted his teeth, put on the bluetooth headset, and dialed Ninth's WeChat voice.

He regretted it as soon as he played, because he suddenly remembered that Ninth didn't know that he came to play professionally.

An Yixin frantically took out her phone from her pocket and was about to hang up, but a familiar "Hello?" came out from the earphones

It's like it's raining all over the sky.

The surrounding environment seemed to be slowed down, and frame by frame flashed across his eyes.

An Yixin stopped in place, motionless.

The voice over there was a bit small, and there was a trace of noisy current with bad information: "What's wrong?"

"I……"

An Yixin had a lump in her throat and was speechless.

Ninth said: "No rush, take your time, I'm listening."

Take your time, I'm listening.

These are the words that An Yixin has heard the most since she met Ninth.

Her parents divorced when she was in junior high school, and both parties had their own families. As proof that that marriage existed and failed extremely, An Yixin was naturally not liked by either party.

The court sentenced him to his mother, but the mother was pregnant with the stepfather's child again, and the new family of three enjoyed themselves happily, and he was an outsider.

In high school, he became more and more undisciplined. After being addicted to the League of Legends, he met Liang Tou's gang of gangster brothers, and then met Ninth.

Liang Tou's people are essentially the same as him, but Ninth is different. Although he is a few months younger than him—he saw it with the real name authentication of the League of Legends—but he is very calm and gentle. He has his own opinions on things, and sometimes he has the illusion that he is much bigger than himself.

When An Yixin couldn't make up her mind about family matters, school matters, or social matters, she would call Ninth.

At that time, he still had a big temper, and every time he called Ninth and was so angry that Ninth would say: "No rush, take your time, I'm listening."

An Yixin's heart seemed to settle down instantly.

He gathered his coat, took a deep breath, and said, "I'm sorry, I lied to you back then, but I actually went to play professionally."

But there was no hesitation, and he said directly: "I know, is Ambush?"

It was An Yixin's turn to be silent.

Ninth smiled, as if joking: "What are you thinking, I have been playing with you for two years, can I not be familiar with your operating habits, I just watched one game of LR and I know that the mid laner is you. Congratulations, tenth who dominated the canyon back then finally got his wish."

An Yixin bit her lower lip.

The rain wet his hair, and his bangs were scattered on his forehead one by one. The gusty wind blew by, making his clothes flutter, standing in the downpour like a duckweed.

His voice was a bit bitter: "Really?"

He said, "Are you really congratulating me?"

This time it was Ninth's turn to be silent.

After being quiet for a long time, An Yixin heard him say: "Why are you going to LR?"

An Yixin twitched the corner of her lower lip: "Did I say I don't want to write to you?"

"Ah."

Ninth said: "They don't deserve you."

A drop of warm water suddenly fell on the side of the face.

An Yixin knew that it wasn't rain.

Ninth continued: "How many years did you sign with them?"

"Five years."

"What about the liquidated damages?"

"2000."

An Yixin repeated: "2000 million, 2000 million a year."

Another thunderclap struck the night sky.

Beside him was half of the dirt wall with big "demolition" printed on it, and the paint was mottled. An Yixin took one step, another step, and then slowly, as if playing in slow motion, he squatted down.

He leaned against the wall, bent down, and buried his face in his hands.

"FWG gave me a trial invitation, but, but..."

His voice was choked with sobs, muffled, and he couldn't hear clearly in the pouring rain: "Who will pay a transfer fee of 6000 million for me..."

When An Yixin said that he was going to play professionally, his mother didn't stop him. Instead, he thought he had done a great deed and sent him directly to the professional club where his cousin was.

Li Yu is An Yixin's biological uncle.

Back then when the family was poor, his cousin Li Yu paid for his mother's tuition fees. Now she has found a way to repay her. Tell him, let An Yixin work for you, this child will not study all day long. Knowing how to play games, it is estimated that the broken game is not bad.

——It's more than good. After knowing that An Yixin's national server id is tenth, Li Yu's face turned pale in shock. He knew that he had found a treasure, and it was the kind of treasure handed down from generation to generation that would not come out for thousands of years. He immediately let An Yixin and him Sign a five-year contract and ask him to bring in Ninth as well.

An Yixin didn't agree.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that LR, a club, has no pursuits. Because LPL does not have a relegation system, it is bad every year. If you lose, you will not lose money, and if you win a small game, you will make a lot of money.

An Yixin was different, he wanted to win the championship.

In other words, which normal professional player does not have the dream of being a champion, standing under the golden rain, with thousands of glory added to his body, holding the supreme trophy with his teammates amidst overwhelming cheers, and having his own champion skin.

He didn't even want to drag Ninth to this club of idiots who eat people and don't spit out their bones.

Li Yu then called An Yixin's mother over, saying that your son is disobedient and won't sign a contract with me.

An Yixin's mother felt that she should be grateful for finding such a good club for An Yixin, and she dared to go against it. At that time, An Yixin was half a month away from adulthood, so she took advantage of her status as a guardian, directly He took the initiative to sign An Yixin to a five-year contract.

He didn't even care about Li Yu's sky-high liquidated damages.

How long can a player's career last, the golden age is 18 to 23 years old.

With a five-year contract, the goshawks were restrained and their wings were restrained. In such an atmosphere and such a club that did not seek to make progress, An Yixin's youthful frivolity was also worn away. He trained and played games on time, and did not expect anything extravagantly.

This predestined restriction was like a sharp sword, and from then on, a rift was severed between him and his youthful dream, a gully that he would never be able to cross.

It was like an abyss lying in front of me. In the past, there was a blurry cloud on the other side. It doesn’t matter if you can’t see clearly. But now, there is FWG over there. Team FWG.

He couldn't get over this abyss, but he refused to leave.

"who said it."

Ninth's voice sounded: "Who said FWG is not willing to pay the transfer fee for you."

An Yixin suddenly heard the sound of an engine coming from the earphones.

He blinked a little dullly and asked, "Are you busy now?"

"fine."

Ninth said: "Listen to me first, FWG is a wealthy team, they have plenty of money, how do you know they are not willing to pay you a transfer fee of 6000 million? Give up without even trying, this is not your style."

"I……"

"If you don't try out, you don't even have a ten-thousandth chance of transferring to FWG. If they don't want to pay for trial training, that's fine, but what if they are willing? Are you willing to miss such an opportunity? Your career in this life Are you sure you won't regret staying in LR all your life?"

An Yixin's hands trembled a little.

"meeting."

This may be the closest, or even the only, chance in his life to get close to the dream of being a champion.

"I will regret it, I want to go to FWG," he said.

Ninth's voice softened: "Go ahead, how will you know if you don't give it a try? They have all sent you private mailboxes, and they really want you."

"Ah."

The earphones fell silent, and An Yixin returned to the sounds of the world.

The strong wind rustled the branches, and the raindrops fell on the puddles on the ground. An Yixin's whole body was drenched as if he had been fished out of the water, and he was shivering from the cold.

He heard another bang of the gas pedal coming from the headset.

"Are you busy?"

He asked ninth: "Then I will hang up first, thank you."

Ninth did not hold back this time, he said: "Looking forward to your good news."

With a "ding", the WeChat voice was hung up.

An Yixin breathed a sigh of relief, and the vain hope that had been condensed before was blown away by the wind.

He leaned against the wall with all his strength, and slowly lowered his head.

6000……

Now his annual salary is only 50, and it is still in Li Yu's hands.

Who would have thought that the LPL star mid laner would have a three-digit passbook in his bank card.

Polaris said in the live broadcast before that his annual salary is about 500 million.

That's the top laner of the world champion, and he debuted from FWG. His one mouth will cost 2000 million a year in transfer fees.

An Yixin laughed out loud, and with a smile, her palms were filled with warm rainwater again.

After an unknown amount of time, he suddenly heard his name.

An Yixin was stunned for a moment, thinking that the WeChat call hadn't been hung up yet.

The voice came again, and this time he heard it clearly, not from the earphones.

He raised his head slowly.

The street lamps were still slacking off, and it was pitch black as far as the line of sight could see, only the sound of rain pouring on the ears, but it did not fall on the top of the head.

Suddenly, a flash of lightning flashed across the sky and reflected on the face of the person in front of him.

She has a warm and clear face, with softly curved lips, and her eyes seem to contain thousands of stars, and the light of the stars gathers in them, which is clear and peaceful.

"An Yixin."

He called by his first name, not id.

Wen Siyi covered him with an umbrella, and stretched out his hand to him.

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Come pick up my wife home -v-