The counterattack of the mid laner [E-sports]

Yi Cheng went to the bathroom to wash his face, his eyes in the mirror were red, like a young daughter-in-law who just got angry.He took out a tissue and roughly wiped his face, lowered the brim of his hat, and then went back to the private room in peace.

"If you don't come back again, I plan to go to their house to save you." Liu Ziye put his arms around his neck with a playful smile, and Yi Cheng was breathless under his embrace, struggling instinctively. The hat was knocked off.At that moment, the hat seemed to have life, and it rolled all the way to the feet of the drunk MiniRose. The drunk narrowed his eyes, picked up the hat on the ground and looked at it carefully, and said with a strong alcoholic tone:

"That hat looks familiar."

Then the stomach began to churn, and MiniRose poured out the food just eaten like a waterfall.

The poor hat was reduced to a garbage bag of filth, reeking of nausea.

"MiniRose you fucking!"

Yi Cheng was so angry that he cursed, his heart was pounding, but the culprit was still smiling towards him, his teeth were itchy, and he wanted to push the guy in front of him into his good deed.

After releasing MiniRose, he regained consciousness a little bit, and his IQ regained the high ground. He patted himself on the back of the head, "Oh, I remembered, isn't this Fu Mixiao's hat!"

He looked at the hat in his hand, puzzled, and muttered, "Aren't you bothering him? Why do you still keep his hat?"

"Exactly, it's all God's will." Did MiniRose make a mistake, and looked at Yi Cheng with a flattering expression, "You bothered him, brother helped you ruin his hat, and indirectly disgusted him, this wave is not bad hey-hey."

"Because the hat looks good, isn't it?"

MiniRose was stunned for a while before realizing that Yi Cheng was answering his question just now, so he carefully observed the hat for a few seconds, and then came to a conclusion, "It's not good-looking either, it's the basic style that elementary school students will wear in the sports meeting... Cheng'er, why are your eyes so red? Even if I say it's ugly, you won't cry!"

At this moment, Yi Cheng's eyes were as red as a rabbit, and he was staring at him with his thin lips.

MiniRose's sense of guilt soared, and she stood up with her hat staggeringly, "I really... like this hat so much? I'll pay you ten tomorrow, ah no, a hundred! Don't be sad."

As he said that, he took the hat and walked towards the trash can. Yicheng saw his intention, snatched the hat quickly, and ran out of the house after saying "Who told you to throw it away!"

MiniRose looked at the direction he was leaving, scratched his head in confusion, and said to himself, "It's just a hat..."

Liu Ziye handed him a glass of warm water at the right time, shook his head and patted his shoulder, and said earnestly, "There's a reason why you can't find someone."

The low emotional intelligence is hopeless.

……

Yi Cheng poured the contents of the hat into the toilet, flushed it with water, and there was no washing powder in the bathroom, so he used hand sanitizer instead, but no matter how hard he rubbed it, the traces on it still couldn't be washed off.

The hat has special meaning to him.

At that time, he and Fu Mixiao nested in that small Internet cafe, watching games together when they were tired from playing games. It happened to be S6 at that time, and the LCK still had a strong dominance. The BTA where Killer was in was invincible. It's like a mountain that can never be overcome.

The hope of winning is very slim, but no one retreats. The players on the field are all brave and fearless fighters.

In the semi-finals, the LPL veteran team PA faced the S5 champion team BTA.

In the third game of BO5, PA mid laner CCA took out his signature hero LeBlanc, turned the tide from the disadvantage, and solo killed Killer, a man who existed like a god.

Sitting in the corner of the Internet cafe, Yi Cheng was more excited than CCA himself, sipping instant noodles.He screamed for them, his blood boiled for them, a little seed buried in his heart.

"We also form a team to fight the LCK on the ground!"

As soon as this remark came out, the people in the Internet cafe burst into laughter, "Do you think building a team is as easy as a child's play house? Let alone whether you can form it, even if it is formed, can you play in the LCK? Can you play?" BTA?"

"It doesn't mean you can become a professional player if you play games well. Children should study hard and don't have those unrealistic dreams."

Before Yi Cheng could act, he was beaten up by the people in the Internet cafe, and even doubted his own ideas. His ambition was treated as a joke, and he was so angry and annoyed that he could hang a bottle of oil with his small mouth up.

Fu Mixiao came out of the toilet, saw that he was as unspirited as beating an eggplant, and rubbed his head with his hands, "What's wrong?"

Yicheng felt a little happier after being shunned by someone, and pointed at the network manager brother who laughed at him just now, "I said I want to form a team and win the world championship, but they didn't believe me and said I was dreaming!"

Fu Mixiao didn't answer, but bent his eyes to look at him, which made Yi Cheng's mind instantly confused. He suddenly felt that he was ridiculous. Before he came, Fu Mixiao was hanging out in this Internet cafe. They were all together. Damn, why would he take it for granted that Fu Mixiao would be on his side?

But he didn't give up, and secretly looked at Fu Mixiao's micro-expression with his eyes, blinking and raising his eyebrows, which could be used as evidence that Fu Mixiao supported him, but the brim of this man's hat was too low, covering his eyes .Yi Cheng had no choice but to ask cautiously, as if he was putting his feet into a footbath with unknown temperature, "You don't think I'm delusional, do you?"

Yi Cheng didn't know what kind of expression he had at that time, he only remembered that his nose was sore.

That was the dream that was laughed at.

Not encouraging but ironic.

Like hot and red iron, being poured with cold water, it made a sizzling sound, white mist rose, and those dreams and ambitions were like evaporating water vapor, dissipating in the air.

Those who waver eventually become mediocre.

Fu Mixiao pinched his face, revealing his eyes covered by the brim of the hat. Under the light, his eyes were dark and bright, as if they lived in the stars, his gaze was gentle but firm, he didn't answer, but He asked Yicheng instead, "I wonder if there is a place for me in your team? Captain?"

"Of course!" Yi Cheng nodded, patted his chest and assured him, "At that time, I will hire you with a high salary to be my starting jungler, and we will win the world championship together!"

"Then I, an unemployed young man, will all depend on Captain Yi for employment." Fu Mixiao smiled and took out an orange-flavored candy from his pocket and stuffed it into Yi Cheng's hands, "I want to bribe my captain well in advance." My lord, let him be gentle with me in the future."

The word "gentleness" made the green boy's imagination run wild, Yi Cheng blushed, pinched his waist and said, "Then you go and buy me a grilled sausage, I want to eat the one with crispy bones! I also want to drink orange juice, I want the iced one." !"

Fu Mixiao was always good-tempered towards him, rubbed his head and said good, then turned to buy.

"Let's congratulate the PA!! Take the match point game!!"

When Fu Mixiao came back with the sausage in his left hand and the orange juice in his right, the competition had just ended.

The excited voice of the commentator came over, PA won this round and moved back to the next round, Yi Cheng pointed to the stage illuminated by lights on the monitor, and said to Fu Mixiao, "Next year, those who are here will It's us."

"Yes." Fu Mixiao stuffed the sausage into his mouth, and tapped his shoulder with his fist, "We, Yicheng, can do whatever we want."

Until Yicheng was picked up by his father in his family's Mercedes-Benz big G, he was still thinking about Fu Mixiao's promise to join the team. He knew that this time he definitely didn't come on a whim.

"You promised me to be my starting jungler, don't go back on it!" He held out a little finger to Fu Mixiao, "Don't go to another team!"

Because Fu Mixiao reached the top of the national server, many team managers contacted him privately, wanting to invite him to participate in the trial training, among them was the veteran team PA!The offers were good, but Fu Mixiao rejected them one by one. Yi Cheng was secretly happy, but at the same time worried, what would he do if he was shaken when he was not by Fu Mixiao's side? They formed a team and brought Fu Mixiao to him the day after tomorrow.

"it is good."

Fu Mixiao also stretched out her little finger, and hooked him lightly. A cool touch came, and Yi Cheng hooked his finger, and then pressed on his thumb. Take it easy.

"After you pull the hook, you can't go back on your word. You are mine now. If you run away, the gods will punish you." Yi Cheng pinched his waist, the young master and captain in a haughty gesture, because Fu Mixiao believed in him, he Also believe in yourself and believe that they will have a bright future.

Fu Mixiao bent down slightly, took off the white hat he had been wearing all the time and put it on his head, smiled and pinched his face.

"You form a team, just come to me with a hat," he said.

"I'll wait for you to pick me up."

At that time, the hat on his head became dilapidated, and no matter how cold water was washed, it could not be restored to its former appearance.

Yi Cheng stood weakly by the sink, looked at himself in the mirror, and laughed.

Five years later, he totally agreed with the group who laughed at him back then. He followed them and laughed at the ignorant young man who was not afraid of tigers when he was a newborn calf.

He's a piece of crap, he can't beat the LCK, he can't win the world championship.

He is a waste, he can't protect his team and his dream, he can't stand in front of those who doubt him and slap them in the face.

He is a waste, he can't keep Fu Mixiao!

He is a piece of trash!

He can't even fucking protect Fu Mixiao's hat now!

The author has something to say:

Post it first and fix it later. There is another chapter I can do qwq