your name

The interior decoration of each club base has its own style. The main colors of the scorpion are black and purple. There is graffiti of the team logo on the wall. It is a huge poisonous scorpion. It is painted lifelike and occupies half of the corridor.

When heading towards the conference room on the third floor, Zuo Zhengyi passed by this wall and took a few glances at it.

He looked at the team badge, and Ji Jue looked at him.When he walked up the stairs, Ji Jue suddenly called out: "Brother."

"Huh?" Zuo Zhengyi turned his head.

Ji Jue said: "I know you are restless these days and don't want to sign."

"No." Zuo Zhengyi denied, "I don't want to sign, it's just a little..."

He couldn't tell.

Ji Jue said for him: "You still miss WSND. It's like your dead ex-husband, even after death, his ghost still lingers."

Zuo Zhengyi: "..."

It may be that the image of "ex-husband" made the current boyfriend Ji Zhili uncomfortable. His tone was sour, with a bit of deliberate belittling: "I don't understand, WSND is so good? You forgot how the management tortured you Oh? I forgot how the team fan sent a private message to scold you? Just because it is gone now, all the stains have been washed away, and it has become the white moonlight that you will never forget in your heart. From now on, no club can compare to it. right?"

"..."

Zuo Zhengyi's expression froze, and he looked at Ji Jue with displeasure: "I repeat, I didn't want to sign. If I didn't want to sign Scorpion, why would I come here?"

As if deliberately trying to prove that he was very active, Zuo Zhengyi strode away from Ji Jue and walked up the stairs.Ji Jue followed closely, grabbed his wrist, and said in a low voice, "Are you angry?"

"I am not angry."

"You're angry."

"I do not have!"

Zuo Zhengyi shook his hand vigorously, broke free from Ji Jue's restraint, walked non-stop, and continued to go up through the second floor.

It's the winter vacation now, most of the staff in the Scorpion Base are on vacation, and the remaining players are all on the first floor.The entire second floor was empty, only the sound of their footsteps.

Zuo Zhengyi suddenly stopped in the middle of walking, turned his head and glared at Ji Jue, and said viciously: "I also dropped out of school to play e-sports!"

"..."

Ji Jue was stunned for a moment when he suddenly said such a sentence without going to the village or back to the store.

Zuo Zhengyi said: "I lost because I didn't have my parents to beat me up, right? I lost because I was better than me. I won't be sent to the secondary league. You all worked harder than me, and I am the most noble! Okay!"

He turned his head and went up to the third floor. The left and right directions lead to some offices. He didn't know which one was the meeting room for signing the contract. He instinctively walked to the left, but Ji Jue dragged him back and led him to the right.

Ji Jue said nothing, pinching his wrist hurts.The floor under his feet was shiny, and two blurred shadows were entangled together. Zuo Zhengyi's vision was also a little blurred, until Ji Jue stopped and stood in front of a door pressing his shoulder.

The sign on the door said "Conference Room (A)".

Before they had time to knock on the door, the people inside heard their footsteps and opened the door first.

It was Scorpion's team leader who opened the door. Looking past him, Scorpion's team manager and legal affairs officer were also there.

The people from XH haven't arrived yet.

The appointed time is eleven o'clock, now ten forty-six.

Zuo Zhengyi collected his expression and followed Ji Jue into the door.

The team leader invited them to sit down. His attitude was businesslike and kind. Zuo Zhengyi also squeezed out a smile, trying to look friendly.

He is the protagonist of today, and the attention of everyone here is on him.The manager, Du Yucheng, talked more and took the initiative to chat with Zuo Zhengyi.The content of the chat is nothing more than some polite gossip, occasionally inserting a few words about the game, and some opinions on the game revision.

Du Yucheng seems to be older than Zhou Jiankang, and looks more stable, it may also be because he is a circle fatter than Zhou Jiankang.

After chatting for a few words, the legal affairs officer pushed the contract to Zuo Zhengyi and asked him to read it.

It was a thick stack of paper with many terms and details. Zuo Zhengyi had only turned a few pages, and the intense emotions that had been churning in his heart just now froze.

It can't be said to be sad or happy, and it can't be said to be good or bad. The black and white words are like mantras. Line by line, they floated into the air, then penetrated into his body, and burned them on his heart.Then the spell took effect, and he was restrained and lost his voice.

He remembered the scene of signing with WSND a few years ago.

His situation at that time was similar to today, but his state of mind was quite different.

How did you sign it?

In my impression, because of his lack of age, the first contract he signed was not even a regular game contract. It was just something like a letter of guarantee, which strictly speaking had no legal effect.

So that "contract" was pretty crude, only two pages in total.In addition to stating the regulations and salary of the WSND youth training camp, there are not many other contents.

But Zuo Zhengyi had a sense of ceremony when he signed. He thought: "I am the world's number one mid laner. If you don't believe me, just wait and see."

Obviously at the age of 15, he left his hometown and his future was unknown. It was extremely pitiful, but he was not intimidated.Although it is true that I am a little scared, afraid that I will not have a chance to play, so I am full of expectations every day.

First, he looked forward to turning 16 and signing a formal contract; then he looked forward to the opportunity to enter the first team; after entering the first team as he wished, he began to look forward to getting a trophy with his name engraved on it.

——How could you not expect it?

He wants to be a world champion.

"world champion".

The original intention of every e-sports player.

Zuo Zhengyi was on the way to chase it, comparing the climbing process to practicing sword.

But he has been practicing for a long time, and somehow he has developed a demon inexplicably. He unconsciously forgot what he should care about the most.

The contract in front of him today is better than the crude "guarantee" back then, no matter how you look at it.

And the future before him is brighter than before.

He doesn't have to worry about not being able to play, he has too many opportunities-maybe it is because of too many opportunities that it seems that none of them are precious.

But he should learn to cherish.

Cherish the favorable conditions that Scorpion gave him, and also cherish his few youth.

"..."

Zuo Zhengyi pressed his fingers on the white paper and silently turned to the last page.

In the first few minutes before signing the contract, he finally accepted it from the heart.

Perhaps a bland or even negative word like "acceptance" should not be used.

It's "getting", he got an excellent opportunity, from now on he can walk on the field again, march towards the championship, and draw his sword again.

Zuo Zhengyi let out a long breath, the haze in his heart gradually dissipated, but his nose was a little sore.

His fingers trembled slightly, he groped under the table for a moment, found Ji Jue's hand, and held it.

Ji Jue undoubtedly gave him extremely important strength.

Although it was difficult for him to say what this feeling was, in short, the presence of Ji Jue made his heavy heart a lot easier.

He looked up at the person in charge of XH who had arrived at some unknown time. The latter was also looking at him, and everyone was looking at him. Waiting for him to nod, he personally put an end to the last step of the signing.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Zuo Zhengyi finally picked up a pen and wrote his name.

……

After signing, Zuo Zhengyi quickly fled the scene on the pretext of going to the bathroom.

He couldn't tell if he was nervous or what. When he came out of the meeting room, sweat had already soaked the back of his clothes. Fortunately, the windbreaker was thick enough to block his gaffe.

Ji Jue followed closely in his footsteps and also entered the bathroom.

As soon as the door was closed, Zuo Zhengyi first unbuttoned the windbreaker to let himself breathe.

He leaned against the wall, his face pale and red, as if he had a fever.

Ji Jue frowned and reached out to touch his forehead: "Are you okay?"

"It's okay." Zuo Zhengyi nodded lightly, "I'm in a trance, like a dream, can you pinch me?"

"..."

Ji Jue choked slightly, and sighed: "Is the signing of the scorpion so exciting to you? You won't regret it right after signing it?"

"No, I don't regret it." Zuo Zhengyi said, "I don't know how to explain it to you, forget it, can you give me a hug?"

"..."

He said "Okay", his eyes were black and moist, and he stared pitifully at Ji Jue.Ji Jue had no choice but to stretch out his hands to hug him obediently.

Zuo Zhengyi's head was buried in Ji Jue's arms, and he shook it uncomfortably for a long time before suddenly saying, "Ji Jue, I just made a decision."

"What decision?"

"I want to take you to the world championship."

"..."

Zuo Zhengyi said solemnly: "I know you have always wanted to be my jungler. Recently, because I hesitated to sign the Scorpion, you are also very unhappy. I'm sorry, it's my problem, and I don't dislike you. "

He even apologized to Ji Jue, and said: "I figured it out. I felt a little...maybe because I walked too far, there were too many messy things on the road, I was so dizzy, and I forgot why I was on the road It's-"

Before he finished speaking, he was suddenly interrupted by Ji Jue.

"Brother End." Ji Jue raised his face, letting him look at him, and said word by word, "This is not the only thing you forgot."

Zuo Zhengyi was a little confused: "What else?"

"..." Ji Jue's face was very depressed, just like the expression he showed every time he was unhappy recently, he seemed not to want to say it, but he couldn't help it, and finally chose to say it.

"My birthday, you forgot."