Please stop your ripping off

Xu Zhao hesitated for a moment, and clicked agree.

A figure in initial attire appeared on the interface, just like that, he looked no different from an ordinary player, only the eye-catching four-letter ID on his head proved his identity.

Ares remained silent as usual, the mic was not turned on.

Xu Zhao stared at the screen for a while, and wanted to ask him if there was anything wrong, when he saw a new message pop up in the chat box.

[Ares]: Why are you online so early today?

The tone was quite familiar, as if getting along with friends.

Xu Zhao stared at the message for a long time before making sure that the message was sent to the wrong person.

He hit the keyboard and replied with a sentence.

[QW—lamb]; the World Championship is coming soon, I must hurry up and train, so as not to hold everyone back ovo

I am used to using cute emoji packs when chatting with bosses, but Xu Zhao, who has no pictures, is still a little uncomfortable, so he hesitated for a long time before making a small emoji.

[Ares]: Very hard work.

These words are more or less flattering.

[Ares]: Let's play a few rounds and take you to the top.

Xu Zhao readily agreed.

Facts have proved that Ares' game level can really be called the top in the country.

Perhaps because of his confidence in his own strength, he chose the area with the most people every time he landed, and then forced his way out of the encirclement. In less than 3 minutes after the start of the game, the word "Ares" was already included in the kill broadcast. full.

Xu Zhao followed behind him with two M416s on his back and witnessed the massacre.

Usually he would fight with the bosses, but he was not as intuitive as today.

The past games of the two were more like entertainment bureaus, where the location was relatively remote, how long they could live, how many they could kill, everything was up to fate.

But today's game, whether it is the style of play or the rhythm, is obviously much tighter than usual.

This feeling……

Inexplicably resembles a person.

Xu Zhao's eyelashes trembled slightly.

It is often said that he is a very dull person, and he is not quick to notice changes in the details of his surroundings, but everyone does not know that his sixth sense is actually very keen.

From the first time he met Xie Zeyan, he felt that the other party's way of thinking was really similar to Ares, it was a tactic that was engraved in his bones.

Now this feeling is getting stronger and stronger.

Xu Zhao held his breath to calm himself down.

Ares' style of play can be called a pioneer in China. There are not a few people who have learned from it, but most of them are imitated by others, and they die quickly.

Xu Zhao could tell the imitation of the gangsters at a glance.

But Xie Zeyan made him unpredictable.

Very similar, but it can't be proved that they are the same person.

Xu Zhao looked at the figure on the screen that quickly disappeared around the corner, and pursed his lower lip.

Is it just that I think too much?

[Ares]: Right.

[Ares]: You solve it.

Two messages popped up in the dialog box, pulling back Xu Zhao's wandering thoughts and returning to the game.

After three rounds, Ares, the strongest player in China, lived up to his name and won two rounds. The only round was when he encountered a perspective.

In the room on the second floor of QW.

Xie Zeyan frowned slightly as he looked at the ranking that popped up on the screen.

Recently, there are more and more high-tech players in high-end games, causing the game environment to be chaotic, and it is difficult to score purely by strength.

Xie Zeyan took a screenshot of himself being killed and sent it to the game administrator, along with his own opinion on how to deal with the in-game environment. The other party responded quickly and expressed gratitude.

A message popped up in the game.

[QW—lamb]: Boss, are you still fighting?

Xie Zeyan rubbed his aching temples.

[Ares]: No more.

[Ares]: You can practice by yourself, cheers for the competition.

The other party seemed to have something to say, and stayed in the team for a long time. After 2 minutes, a new message popped up in the dialog box.

[QW—lamb]: That... I have a question to ask you.

[Ares]: What?

[QW—lamb]: Can you come to watch the global competition?

[QW—lamb]: I didn't mean to know your real identity!just feel...

[QW—lamb]: You should take a look.

Xie Zeyan looked at the message on the screen.

After a while, he smiled lightly.

[Ares]: Do you want me to go?

The opposite side responded quickly.

[QW—lamb]: Hope! ! !

[Ares]: Okay, I'll go.

In the training room downstairs, Xu Zhao's eyes lit up quite a bit.

Lao Shi, who happened to come to check the equipment as usual, pushed the door and walked in. Seeing his happy face, he joked, "Yo, what's the matter, why are you so happy?"

Xu Zhao looked at him: "Coach! God A said he would go to the game!"

Lao Shi, holding the replacement mouse, suddenly stopped.

"What did you say? He's going? He told you himself?"

Xu Zhao nodded fiercely, and showed him the chat records on the screen.

Lao Shi leaned over and carefully looked at those few lines of small characters, his face was full of shock.

"He will go..." Lao Shi couldn't help being a little excited, "If it happens, can we just meet him?"

Ares has a very high status in China, and even Lao Shi, who is a coach, can't help looking forward to it.

Xu Zhao rubbed his messy silver hair: "I think it might be possible, but God A probably won't meet us easily, he probably will just sit in the auditorium."

Old Shi clicked his tongue: "Audience seats are fine too. It's enough to know that he is watching our game. I'm going to tell the bastards of the second team to play well and don't embarrass Ares... ...You remember to tell Ze Yan and the others! This is too important."

While muttering, he put the mouse directly on the desktop, and without thinking about changing the equipment for them, he pushed the door and walked out.

Xu Zhao looked at his anxious back and smiled slightly.

……

After finishing those games, Xie Zeyan suffered from a severe headache, and forced himself to open the Asian server rankings. Looking at his sixth-ranked name, Xie Zeyan frowned slightly.

Only sixth, still have to fight up.

His vision was a little blurry, and he couldn't sit still in front of the computer, so he simply stood up and went to the window to get some air.

Xie Zeyan took out his mobile phone and saw the call from Chen Lu.

After calling back, the other party connected quickly.

"Hello? Brother Yan, you're done." Chen Lu's side sounded very noisy, as if he was busy somewhere, and he could hear yelling.

Xie Zeyan closed his eyes and meditated: "Well, what?"

Chen Lu chuckled: "That's right, I want to bother Brother Yan with a little matter, but I wonder if Brother Yan will give you some face?"

"..." Xie Zeyan was silent, "Say what you have to say."

Chen Lu found a quiet place, and his voice echoed a little more.

"Do you still remember the owner of our Internet cafe? He recently moved to a new place, and the flow of people is not enough." Chen Lu was a little embarrassed, "I just want to ask you, can you lend me your number?" Let’s play it, just use it as a sign to attract some traffic to them, just play a few rounds, not many.”

"Tsk." Xie Zeyan tutted softly.

Chen Lu thought he was unwilling, so he quickly persuaded him: "I won't delay your daily training! Just let me play two rounds after you finish the game, just two rounds, it's cool enough to let the boss record a screen and play it in a loop, professional player! Whatever you want If you say it, you can beat other Internet cafes by a few blocks! Do yourself a favor, Brother Yan, the little girl at the front desk has chased you after all."

Xie Zeyan smiled: "What does it have to do with the little girl? Just don't delay my training, just let me know when you use it."

Chen Lu hurriedly agreed: "Yes, please! Thank you, brother Yan! A good person will live a safe life!"

Xie Zeyan leaned against the window lazily, "Why don't you use it now, anyway, I won't fight now."

Chen Lu wiped his hands, "What time is it now, don't you need to train?"

"It's still early, we only started in the afternoon."

"There are still a few hours... I just happen to be helping the boss in the Internet cafe, or else... hehe." Chen Lu said with a smile.

Xie Zeyan naturally knew what his smile meant, and raised his eyebrows slightly: "I will send you the account password, and you can log in by yourself, and tell me after typing."

"Come on! If the boss finds out, he will definitely be so happy. Hey, I saw the boss, boss! Brother Yan agreed..."

The voice from Chen Lu became noisy again.

After waiting for more than ten seconds, the voice of greeting hurriedly came from the other side of the phone, and was hung up immediately.

Xie Zeyan put away the phone and sat back in front of the computer.

At ten o'clock in the morning, Feng Yi hurried to the base, holding a thick stack of documents in his hand, which were various forms sent by the organizer of the World Tournament, requiring players to fill in all of them before the competition. So that there will be no accidents on the way to participate in the competition.

"Young master, this is for you, and you bring it to Zeyan." Feng Yi took out the pieces of paper with his name on it, and specifically told him, "There are a few places for him to fill in, be careful, and fill in a wrong number. But I can’t get out, and you too, I’ll tell you how to fill it out later, and you teach him.”

Xu Zhao took the documents and nodded slightly.

The entry process was much more complicated than he imagined, and it took more than ten minutes just to get all the signatures.

Fengshi opened the door drowsily and walked in.

"Huh? Manager, you're here too."

Feng Yi was annoyed: "What do you mean I'm here? What, you're not welcome?"

"No, no." Fengshi chuckled, "It's been a long time since I saw you at the base."

Feng Yi gave him a white look.

Fengshi looked around and asked, "The captain hasn't gotten up yet? I just saw him playing online, and thought he was already down."

Xu Zhao pricked up his ears when he heard the words of the team leader.

He looked at Fengshi: "The game is online?"

Feng Shi groaned: "Didn't the coach let the screenshots be posted in the group? Before I went downstairs, I took a screenshot and saw that the team leader was online, and God A was also there. The two masters got together, haha."

Xu Zhao blinked.

He slid the chair back to his seat, and after opening the friend list, he saw the first two names that were lit up.

Online at the same time...

It seems that I really think too much.