Two-Way Sniper

The light in the restaurant was still shining palely, no one knew, and when meeting Demon again like this, Shen Ye still secretly clenched his fists.

In his more than ten years of e-sports career, he has shouldered countless honors and responsibilities. Some people speculate that he will start to drift after reaching the peak, and some people speculate that he will choose to retire after falling into the trough, but in fact, he is always cloudless. He is calm and breezy, rarely disturbed by the outside world—and behind all the stability and self-sufficiency, the only time he was shaken was when he lost to the KOG team led by DEMON in the World Invitational Tournament of the previous game, and was ridiculed by him why not open one's eyes.

Winning and losing should be normal, but he couldn't accept the fatal flicker glitch in that game.

He had anger and arguments, but the on-site referee didn't accept them, so he continued to act like a clumsy clown, talking to the organizer in broken English after the game. He was thinking about something tricky, but in the end he had no choice but to find out that the tricky person was a member of his own team.

In order to gamble the odds, someone wants him to lose.

Originally, he carried all the expectations, and once again tore apart the sky under the domination of other divisions—all domestic audiences saw that after a round of rotation, Luoye once again felt hot and stable as the starter, and won almost all championships within a year. The team he led in this invitational tournament has also lost consecutive defeats to teams from many countries, and it is eight or nine out of ten that they will finally win the championship.

All hope rests on him alone, just as everyone agrees, if the Chinese FPS can be saved, then the person who will do it must be Polaris Luoye.

Before the start of the finals, big-character posters in the e-sports media were flying all over the sky in advance. The title they gave him was - Hero of the World, Never Ages.

When he was on the field, he was trying to relax the mentality of a few young teammates, joking with them, "Samsung didn't rush to find me to speak for it"-the brilliance belonging to the team and even the entire competition area seemed to be right in front of him, and he thought he could resist All the pressure could split the boulder and take out the sword, but he was helpless, lost to the rotten undercurrent under the calm sea.

DEMON looked down on him, even Asians, and he could only feel cold all over, without even a reason to refute.

Whether it is the lack of talents in the field that leads to poor development, or the short-sighted and embarrassing responsibility of the messy management, he no longer wants to pursue it.

After being pushed out by a group of tall and burly foreign organizers, he didn't even want to argue about it.

After all, what the team management on his side told him was, why are you disobedient and running to argue?Are you ashamed?We also have to pay other people's reporters to stop fucking writing.

So in the face of the passionate audience, he chose to quit the team voluntarily, hoping that this move would save his teammates at least a living, but in the end, everyone drifted away, and it didn't take long for them all to disperse up.

During that time, he sat in front of the widened screen of the Internet cafe all night and night, and he couldn't feel it when the cigarette butts burned on his hands several times, and he even found it hard to blink.

There was even one time when he leaned back in the chair, his vision gradually turned white, and his ears seemed to be filled with sea water, and he didn’t know whether it was a roar or a silence—so, the certainty in his heart gradually calmed down to the second: he knew, 8 minutes After zero 6 to 10 seconds, he will die suddenly.

Fortunately, the network administrator went the wrong way to repair the machine and found him, otherwise, the consequences would be really unimaginable.

At that time, if he hadn't met Mensonge, a wonder in the industry, he thought, he might have left the game completely.

Save the Chinese FPS, what a fucking fart.

It seemed to be a very ordinary night. With dry eyes open, he was still smoking a cigarette unscrupulously and staring at the screen. The trumpet in his hand happened to be in a match with Mensonge.

The other party was once famous, and he was a master of marksmanship but a wild way in the small team.

Shen Ye didn't sleep for a few days. When he was staring at the familiar ID, his vision was slack, and it was the first time in many days that he communicated with someone: [Brother...you are quite strong, why don't you go to the big team to try? ]

——If there were people like you on the field, the title of Polaris would have changed hands long ago. I would have to fight with injuries all over my body. If I played well, it would break the young people’s backs. If I played badly, it would be China. The FPS is over.

And Mensonge, who has always been cold and disdain to talk to people, was bored in the middle of the night, and he was interested in answering him: [It’s nothing, I can only play online games for the time being, so I can’t go to the big teams].

[What's the point of being an e-sports player if you don't play offline games? ] Shen Ye smiled hollowly and lit another cigarette, but the other party was beyond his expectation and expressed puzzlement at his words: [Oh... interesting, you can make money by doing what you like, isn't that interesting?So many people’s jobs are doing things they hate. I like games and e-sports. I’m so lucky. Even if the only step I can make is online games, I won’t run away because it’s boring].

Shen Ye's dry eyes were dazed, as if he had been educated by an unknown junior, his heart was itchy, and he suddenly changed the subject: [Do you know Luo Ye?Do you think it's time for Luo Ye to retire? ]

At that time, anyone's response to this proposition was affirmative, but Mensonge did not answer directly, but firmly said: [Luoye will not retire. ]

Not should or should not, but will not.

Shen Ye's lips parted slightly: [...How do you know he can't? ]

[Very simple] Mensonge's answer is still a matter of course: [Because he is Luoye.Even if the team doesn't want him, even if he's so poor that he only has one yuan left in his bank card, he will gather a group of idiots who don't even need a salary to play with him. ]

The corners of Shen Ye's lips moved slightly, and a sneer leaked out: [...you have been brainwashed by those manuscripts that boast about Polaris].

Shen Ye, who is a veteran in the industry, hasn't seen such an innocent boy for a long time, so he couldn't help but ask him: [Then if he wants to recruit you as a teammate, would you like to try? ]

However, when he was touched, Mensonge was ruthless and dismissed him with a sentence of "Get out, he's so gay, I'm fucking homophobic".

After the game was over, the first light of the morning shone into the Internet cafe, causing pain in Shen Ye's eyes. After that, he still struggled to get up and took out the card in his backpack, and couldn't help but log in to the Internet bank that he hadn't used for a long time. .

He finally understood that all his exhaustion was just an excuse for not wanting to do his best—whether he found a new team or formed a team himself, he had no reason to give up at all.

If you want to stand at the top of the industry, how can you do it without pain and blood.

The person who is eligible to give up halfway is Shen Ye, but it must not be Polaris Luoye.

For Luo Ye, there will never be "doing your best", and there will only be "continue if you win, and start again if you lose."

That was the only time he was confused in his e-sports career, and it was also the reason why he was still standing on the field at this advanced age, so he thought early in the morning that this offline meeting with DEMON would definitely be very unpleasant, and he also thought of comforting the slightly Lost Qi Ji: "It's okay, it's okay, I know that our little Qi worshiped him before, who is still young and ignorant."

Qi Ji nodded angrily, clenched his fists and kept emphasizing that "the captain is my favorite", which made Shen Ye's thick skin burn a bit, while the female player Sarang next to him spoke to them in substandard Chinese Thank you, and my eyes drifted to him.

The two are old acquaintances. Facing the opposite sex, Shen Ye, who is usually very gay, can't squeeze out a word. He can only listen to her greetings passively as before, but as she speaks, Shen Ye bursts out Dazed and panicked, she quickly interrupted her and asked her to go back to find her teammates first, don't wander around, Paris is not safe now.

The other party stopped, nodded and smiled, probably didn't bother to emphasize that he was already a Taekwondo red belt, and soon thanked him again and turned to leave—but just as Shen Ye let go of this tone, Qi Ji frowned slightly, and asked: "Captain , just now... Sarang asked when your eyes will be operated on, what does that mean?"

...Damn it, how can I understand Korean English? This cross-border business is better than me.

——Shen Ye panicked, and couldn't help muttering in his heart.

But facing Qin Jue, who was also astonished, he still put on a half-smile stiffly: "--what's the meaning of can, can, I just want to cut my eyelids, and I asked her to understand, after all, she is a professional."

The dinner plate creaked softly, and everyone at the table was suddenly quiet. Only Qin Jue suddenly realized, and finally opened the bean paste in his hand, and muttered his thoughts while eating: Are you poisonous, are you really going to debut?What is there to cut, and it is not ugly.

At that moment, Qin Jue probably didn't notice at all, the eyes of several people around were either dodging or silently exchanging eyes, and no one responded much to his words.

***

With Qin Jue’s daily cordial greetings to DEMON’s family, and the end of the pre-match rehearsal, the TIPC2018 competition finally kicked off amid the cheers of audiences all over the world. The TPP (Third Person Perspective) mode will take precedence over the FPP (No.1 called perspective) to start the competition, which also skyrocketed the expectations of domestic audiences.

Playing the third-person perspective that domestic teams are good at first means that as long as they win the TPP championship, they can easily enter the FPP mode competition.

After all, no one will be harsh on the double championship, and the major game forums have set goals for them half-jokingly: the IS team will win the TPP single championship, and Hunting Shadow will try not to fall out of the top five. Lifebuoys are provided.

Noon in China happened to be the beginning of the romantic night in Paris, and the burning enthusiasm at the game site also added a bit of blaze to the rain and fog here.

The venue of TIPC this time can accommodate [-] spectators. As soon as the competition music is played, the live stage will be surrounded by clouds and mist, accompanied by the roar of the aircraft, which perfectly restores the air environment at the beginning of the game.

Soon, dozens of stuntmen, like parachuting players in the game, used coercion to race against time to fall from the sky.

They wore tall military boots with different team LOGOs printed on them, and as soon as they landed in the middle of the rugged field and loaded their guns, they aroused exclamations from the audience.

The lights flickered with the tense music and drumbeats, clusters of hot flames burst out around the stage, the battlefield was instantly bright as day, and the sudden burst of gunfire also exploded around the venue, shaking everyone's blood pressure up half.

The exciting shots of the preliminaries of each competition area began to flash on the big screen, and the 3D holographic imaging technology also put the logos of the participating teams in the center of the stage in turn, and the display lasted for 3 minutes.

Under the dizzying light and shadow, even the animation effects when the LOGO dissipates are not the same - some teams are waves, some teams are feathers, and the special effect given by the organizer to the IS team is burning golden flame.

Bright, fiery, and full of hope.

Therefore, even if he was standing in the tunnel where the field of vision was not wide enough, Qin Jue felt that his eyes were about to be burned by the flames: "...This scene is too real."

"Small scene." Shen Ye breathed out, put all worries behind him, and greeted the whole team to enter the arena as usual, "After the game, I will show Mr. Qin the most interesting place at night in Paris ?”

Even though he knew that Shen Ye was joking, Qin Jue still happily replied "Yes, yes, is there a macho", which caused a chill on the back of his neck: "It seems that senior thinks that I am not strong enough?"

With the game as a shield, Qin Jue didn't think at all: "I'm here, as long as I can still get out of bed, it's necessary to go out and mess around~"

Therefore, before the first day of the competition, the last thing Qi Ji said that had nothing to do with the competition was: "Then seniors don't even think about coming down."

After dozens of days of abstinence, Qin Jue was obviously carried away, and replied, "Okay, when the time comes, who will have more unknown liquid?" Seeing this, the two old fritters were sweating, and they all said: Yanshen, do you want us to give it to you first? Ready to order imported lifting capsules?

During the joke, no one noticed that Qi Ji turned his eyes sideways and took a deep look at Shen Ye. Soon, the competition officially started amidst shouts.

On the player's bench, although Qin Jue still evaded the camera a little bit, but the flames of the war were burning, he naturally focused on the game with the occasional encouragement from his teammates--on the first day of the TPP mode, the IS team played with excellent tactics. , overcoming obstacles all the way, dominating the target shooting in P City, and closely tied the score of the KOG team.

In the final round of the final round, the firefight was more open, and the battle became more intense than any other division's qualifiers, and this directly led to the death and injury in the circle in the blink of an eye, leaving only six people: South Korea led by Sarang The three players of the ZG team, and the lone wolf of the other three teams.

Among them, members of IS and KOG, Qi Ji and Timber.

At the critical moment, the entire audience began to hold their breath, as if they were only waiting for the gunshots to die down, and then raised their arms and released the last shout of the day-judging from the current situation, the ZG team is almost stable in this round, and many men The audience has long been ready for on-site military training for their empress, and among the remaining three teams, the two teams left are the main assault, which is relatively advantageous in the gradually shrinking confrontation. The IS team left a sniper player, Not too optimistic.

According to the normal style of play, the three lone wolves are best to choose the rankings, especially for the IS and KOG teams - whoever is lucky and gets poisoned will be able to rank in the standings on the first day of the game First, Shen Ye also reminded Qi Ji to quickly change his gun and fall to the ground. However, when the commentators began to pray for the next circle to brush to the side, Qi Ji unexpectedly threw a smoke bomb forward. Blocking the enemy's vision at a far point, he rushed out suddenly.

"Qi Ji?!" Shen Ye's throat trembled, and just as he was about to criticize something, he heard the young man's clear voice in his earpiece, and he actually criticized him instead: "Don't talk, just watch."

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