[DotA2] Holy Sword

War Tenth Sentry Guard

The looks of the two were already very eye-catching, coupled with today's rather tacit outfits, they were really eye-catching in the crowded crowd.An Ronghe's little scheme succeeded, and the basketball shoes that rose from the ground were more than three times higher than Yan Che's plain canvas shoes.With this few extra centimeters, he was able to slightly look down on Yan Che.

The tenderness and sweetness pouring down from above quietly sprinkled on Yan Che's face, and he blushed slightly in return. The unknowing girls beside him thought it was a couple in love, secretly took out their mobile phones, and took a good picture a few.

On Saturday night, a lot of people came to take a walk along the Qingjiang River—the fireworks will be set off at 8:[-], which has become one of Qingjiang's sightseeing items, so you have to come early to stand in a position with a wide view in advance.

It was not yet 7 o'clock, and there were not many people on the riverside, and they were sparsely scattered on the long and endless riverside trail.The two walked aimlessly, tacitly maintaining a subtle distance, neither appearing too close nor too unfamiliar.

The two discussed the latest update of DotA2 intensely, until An Ronghe smelled a strange sweet smell.Looking around for something that might emit this smell, his eyes stopped on an old man selling cotton candy.

The law and order around Shangfu is very good, stalls were not allowed a few years ago, An Rong and naturally have never seen this novelty.The Qingjiang Trail stretches for ten kilometers, and the supervision is too difficult. These small vendors took advantage of the loopholes and came here every Saturday night for a while.Fortunately, the clean-up is fairly clean, and the citizens are happy to buy bottles of water and play small games.

Recently, for some reason, such ancient snacks that should have been eliminated by history have sprung up in major scenic spots like mushrooms after the rain. The tourists are either out of nostalgia or novelty. In short, the business is not bad.

I saw the old man deftly pouring sugar into the cylinder in the center of the machine, and after a while, something like white cotton wool appeared on the outer large cylinder of the concentric circle.The old man then turned the slender bamboo stick in one direction, and wound the cotton wool around the bamboo stick.After a while, a large fluffy and white cotton candy came out.

"Brother, what is this?" While speaking, the boy's eyes widened, and he pulled Yan Che towards the old man.

"Cotton candy, do you want to try it?" Yan Che gestured to take out his wallet.

An Rong and nodded excitedly. At this time, there were a few girls who looked like college students queuing up. Seeing two men in lovers' outfits approaching, they all covered their faces and sniggered.

Unaware of the playful gazes of others, the ignorant and ignorant boy stared at the magical machine, almost wanting to make another hole in the hole.

After queuing for a while, he finally took a round marshmallow from the old man's hand, and he obediently handed it to Yan Che, saying, "Brother, take a bite first."

Yan Che, who had an impression that he didn't like this kind of cute food, didn't say much at this time, and took a big bite before he said, "It's so sweet, eat it quickly."

Yan Che left a wet mark on the marshmallow, seeing that no one was paying attention, An Ronghe quickly licked the place where Yan Che had bitten with the tip of his tongue.

Really sweet.

The marshmallow looked big, but it was actually very empty, and it was eaten up in a few mouthfuls, leaving a sweet aftertaste in the mouth.I was a little thirsty, so I bought two bottles of water from a roadside peddler who packed ice water in foam boxes.

"As long as the mountains and rivers are in the light, we can pass this summer without incident." Blown by the cool midsummer night breeze, Yan Che recited the poem again, "It would be nice if every day could be this comfortable, I have nothing to do, just read a book Appreciate the flowers, go out for a stroll at night, and let the wind blow to waste your time."

Apparently he didn't expect that Yan Che, who has always been diligent, would want to eat and wait to die. An Rongyu showed a smile of drinking and drinking with his confidant - isn't this the life he has always wanted?It's just that people living in this world have to run around for their livelihood and make involuntary actions time and time again.

There are more and more pedestrians on the road, and the distance between the two is getting closer and closer, so as to avoid passers-by who pass by.There was a faint singing voice coming from the front, like the sound effect of KTV, but the sound effect was very poor, and the singing voice was very... harsh.

"Brother, why are there still people singing?" An Rongyu thought about it carefully for the past few years, when watching fireworks in Qingjiang, he just found a place and left after watching the fireworks. I have never seen so many strange things. .

"It should be an open-air KTV, the one with a down payment." Yan Che inadvertently revealed that he would often come here for a walk, and he already knew the business model of this area well.

Sure enough, the two walked a few hundred meters in the direction of the singing, and saw a small group of people around a simple machine, a small monitor and a booming stereo.The focus of the crowd is a man with a beer belly who is singing a popular divine song.

An Rongyu made a plan: "Brother, I sang for you last time, why don't you sing a song too?" After finishing speaking, he did not forget to look at Yan Che innocently.

Originally thought that Yan Che would refuse, he was already prepared to be cute and coquettish when necessary, but Yan Che just lowered his head and smiled, and asked back: "Really want to hear?"

An Rongyu nodded quickly, afraid that the other party would regret it.So Yan Che actually went over to pay the money and ordered a song, but now it was his turn to wait for two more songs.

The next song was a chorus of two girls who looked like high school students. It was a youthful and lovely campus-style song. Although it was not a top-notch singing skill, it was better than a sweet voice with a unique vivaciousness of a girl. The passers-by applauded and applauded.

No matter how well other people sang, in An Rongyu's ears, there were still stumbling blocks preventing him from hearing Yan Che's singing. He wished that these people would suddenly lose their voices so that Yan Che could come on stage earlier.

After anxiously going through another old love song, the microphone finally passed to Yan Che.The eyes of the boy next to him seemed to be shining brightly in the night shrouded in street lights.

Yan Che's point was Beyond's classic song - "Cold Rainy Night". An Rongyu is not very familiar with this band, and he has never heard this song.But at this time the prelude had already sounded, he still silently held back the throbbing, bit his lip slightly, and turned his ears into a big receiver, for fear of missing half a note.

There are few Cantonese songs in Yan Che's playlist, and he is not from Cantonese. Maybe it is because those English songs are hard to find in the open-air KTV, so he ordered a nostalgic golden song that must be there.

What came out on the monitor was a few men playing and singing on the stage. The short prelude was about to end, and there was a strong taste of old songs from the last century, which made An Rongyu look forward to it even more.

"Walking in the rain, the blue streetlights are gradually showing." As soon as Yan Che opened his mouth, the pedestrians who were on the roadside stopped, looking for the source of the voice.His voice was already gentle, and when he sang such a bitter song, he didn't have that kind of heart-piercing grief, but he seemed a bit disillusioned with the world of mortals, which made people feel that although he couldn't love, he would never go Disturb the opponent's clear state.

Looking at the non-stop scrolling lyrics, An Rong felt complicated.I don't know why Yan Che chose such a song. Is there really such a person in his heart who hurts him?I hope it's just my own overthinking.

Because he couldn't understand Cantonese, An Rongyu could only look at the lyrics carefully, savoring the meaning that the writer wanted to convey.Hearing the end, he was a little jealous, so why wasn't it his own wish?

"I'm by your side in the cold rainy night. I hope you will know and know my heart." He thought of the countless nights when he watched Yan Che's back, and deep down in his heart longed for the other party to have the same feelings as himself.

At the end of the final chanting, the onlookers spontaneously applauded scatteredly, and some people recorded their portraits for a while.After tidying up his emotions, An Rongyu patted his forehead—why didn't he know how to record it?

"How was the singing?" Yan Che asked a little shyly, his eyes full of anticipation.

"Brother, you sing really well!" After finishing speaking, I felt embarrassed, and added a few more words, "The last time I sang in front of you, I really did a good job... This song is so beautiful, why haven't I heard it before?"

"This song is older than me. It's normal if you haven't heard it." After speaking, he showed his iconic smile, which made people feel better.

"But you don't seem to be from Cantonese, why do you feel that you can sing in Cantonese quite well?" An Rongyu realized that he didn't understand Cantonese after speaking, so how could he know if his singing was standard or not.It's just that there is no reason in my heart to think that this person is perfect no matter what he does.

Yan Che smiled even more happily, waved his hands, and said, "It's all just drawing from a gourd, and it's still incomparable with the locals."

After walking a few kilometers slowly, the time is about to pass to 08:30, and the long causeway trail becomes crowded.I saw a girl not far from the opposite side looking around while making a phone call, then suddenly beckoned in the direction behind them, and then ran over.

However, there are too many people now, and I don't know why I tripped over something. The girl fell over in the direction of travel in an instant, and happened to bump into An Rong and his left arm, and then - bounced heavily to the ground.The strong young man who was hit by the impact did not move at all, but his expression was astonished, as if he hadn't reacted yet.

On the contrary, Yan Che walked over with concern and asked the girl how she was feeling and if she needed help.She got up quickly, slapped her butt and apologized, saying that she was too careless, and thanked Yan Che for her concern.

After the girl went to find the friend she was meeting with, An Rongyu's pain-sensing nerves began to function normally, and he clutched his left arm and screamed for pain.This bump was really not light, although he stood still, but the impact of that moment hit his arm solidly, and now he is attacking.

After caring about the stranger, Yan Che gently took that strong arm and squeezed it, and asked "Is it better" while changing places.The owner of the arm obviously didn't expect this to happen, and even forgot to shout out the pain, so he just nodded blankly.

"boom!"

With a loud noise from Jiangxin, the fireworks show began.After such a commotion, the positions of the two of them were not good, and there were several rows of people standing in front of them.Originally, the two of them were neither tall nor short, and there were mostly women and children in the front row, so logically speaking, there would be no delay.However, many people climbed densely on the front guardrail, either standing or sitting, which always affects the sight.Fortunately, the place where the fireworks are blooming is high in the sky, so the eyes will not be affected, but the hand holding the camera to shoot will suffer.

The theme of tonight's show is "New Semester, New Atmosphere". Most of the fireworks that came out first were unremarkable, and they were a warm-up exercise. The two watched and chatted.

Although fireworks are not a rare thing, in recent years, cities have already banned private setting off. Firstly, it is air pollution, and secondly, it is unsafe. Nowadays, urbanites basically only see fireworks during certain holidays.Fortunately, this is nothing but a blockbuster, and the fireworks that can be seen are all carefully designed performance fireworks, which can make up for the lack of quantity.

After two rounds of ordinary fireworks, the sky above Jiangxin Island began to get better.Seeing a thick book suddenly popped out of the air, everyone was shocked—the fun had begun.

I planned to appreciate Yan Che's profile while watching the fireworks, but now it was completely useless.Fireworks of various shapes were overwhelming, An Rong and the whole person were stunned, with their mouths wide open, trying hard to have a panoramic view of the three-kilometer-long fireworks light strip.

The crowd was surging, and at this moment the two were already squeezed close together, An Rongyu's right hand rubbed against Yan Che's left from time to time, and he forcibly suppressed the urge to grab that slender left hand.He also didn't expect that just such an inadvertent touch could make his heart almost jump out of his chest, and then jumped in front of Yan Che's eyes, saying: "Take me away".

The young man was secretly happy: Fortunately, the street lights were dim, and the people next to him were also concentrating on watching the fireworks, so no one would see his face as red as a boiled crab at the moment.

The firework designer obviously didn't give face so much. Suddenly, a firework roared into the sky and exploded at a very high point. The whole embankment was like daytime, and exclamations came from the crowd.The searchlight-like fireworks left behind a few seconds of extreme light before dimming reluctantly.

"Are you okay? Your face is so red."

It's hard to die, but Yan Che found out.The boy shed a few drops of cold sweat silently, and then squeezed out two words: "hot".

Continue watching the show.The Shang'an City Government is also determined to spread the concept of "study hard and make progress every day". It spent a lot of money to make this issue of fireworks. Every scene is so exquisite that people can't help but feel that - reading seems to be a good thing .The adults at the scene even recalled their childhood, the never-ending playground, the never-ending test papers, the never-forgotten people, and the never-ending hard days.However, these will always be the past at the moment of graduation.

After the fireworks were set off, everyone stood still, looking forward to the encore performance.After waiting for a few minutes, seeing hope dashed, the crowd began to disperse.It was too crowded to take the train at this time. After discussing it, the two decided to walk along the riverside and squeeze the subway at the next stop.

School was about to start soon, and after a few instructions to study hard, Yan Che began to ask about his plans for games and live broadcasts.After the official class, life is from 7 am to [-] pm every day, plus the make-up classes starting at [-] o'clock, there is really not much time to go to the live broadcast.And if you don't show up for too long, it is easy to lose fans, which is not a good thing for An Rongyu who is on the rise.

"I'm also annoyed by this. It's already 9 o'clock after the make-up class, and I still don't know how to tell them..." An Rongyu, who was originally in a good mood, became a little sluggish after cutting the topic. Obviously, he had thought about this issue himself. , and did not come up with a feasible solution.

"Live broadcasting on weekdays is unrealistic, and you have to spare an hour for playing a game." Yan Che calculated the time and continued, "Don't forget your bold ambition—the top 300." Blinked his left eye at him.

"Brother, don't worry, I will definitely do what I promised you. Then I won't broadcast live on weekdays, let's broadcast it on weekends. After all, it will happen if you don't play for too long." The last two sentences were said timidly, for fear that Teacher Yan would disagree.

It might not be possible in another family, but what An Rong and his parents want is that the child not be naughty, and that doing homework well and not causing trouble is better than anything else.So Yan Che didn't want to say anything more, he just emphasized once again that it is enough to complete the task assigned.

The two walked for two kilometers, talking and laughing. On the way, An Rong and bought a candied hawthorn and a candied yam. As soon as he took a bite of the hawthorn, he winked sourly and picked and picked the sweet and glutinous yam. After peeling, Yan Che stuffed the rest of the hawthorn.

The deeper the night, the cooler the river breeze.Street lights and landscape lights on the ground replace the invisible stars in the sky to guide pedestrians.The tourists who came to watch the fireworks have almost dispersed, and the small vendors have also started to close their stalls and go home.

Getting into the subway station, although it wasn't that crowded, there were still no seats. The two faced each other and grabbed the handrails, dangling in the barely-empty compartment.

Yan Che still sent An Rongyu downstairs, and after saying goodnight to each other, An Ronghe watched Yan Che leave helplessly until his back disappeared around the corner at the end of the street.

For the remaining few days, An Rongyu extended the live broadcast time, and set aside two hours a day to play 10v10 with fans. It was not until the registration day for the school that he honestly confessed his plans for the new semester to his parents.Friends of the water said, "No wonder he is so well-behaved and diligent these days." Although he was reluctant to bear him, going to school is a serious matter after all, and everyone can only ask him again and again to ensure that the live broadcast will be stable on weekends.

And on the day he came back from registration, he finally reached 7011 points. These three wins lasted for 5 days.Fans happily brushed up small gifts, and he finally figured out how to give out prizes, so he drew two red envelopes of 666 yuan in the live broadcast room, and the whole world celebrated.

The next day, An Rongyu, who once again put on the plain school uniform, went to school with a small schoolbag on his back.In math class and English class, he almost ignored the teacher.He even started to compare the teaching methods of Yan Che and these two authentic teachers, and within a few minutes, he was sure - no special teacher could compare with the best teacher Yan in the world.

The teacher assigned the homework before get out of class, and he wrote it directly during the break for the first time. His thinking was smooth and the solution was clear.Presumably, after this midterm exam, the two will part ways—the seats will be rearranged according to the results, and An Rongyu will probably say goodbye to his throne in the last row.

Yan Che was also quite satisfied during the make-up class in the evening. It can be said that it was the first time that he wrote his homework so well.Yan Che thought to himself: It seems that this kid is not stupid, it's just that being smart is useless.

And Anrong and the days after school started are also regular, from Monday to Friday, get up at 6 o'clock as usual, go to the community court to play basketball for an hour for health and height; go home at 1 o'clock to take a shower, plus breakfast, half an hour Get out of the house; start class at 7 o'clock, do homework during breaks and lunch breaks; finish class at 8 pm, go home for dinner and wait for Yan Che to come; end make-up classes at 6 o'clock, wash and sleep, really healthy.

Half of the semester is over in the blink of an eye, and the mid-term exam will be ushered in soon. His goal this time is to enter the top 300 in the grade.Having tasted the sweetness of the previous agreement, he made an appointment with Yan Che again this time, if the goal was accomplished, then Yan Che would treat him to dinner; if he failed, then he would treat Yan Che to dinner.

Teacher Yan, who is willing to work hard for the students, naturally accepted it with a smile, and then sorted out the test sites and question types for this half semester as usual, and even took up the whole weekend before the test, at the cost of taking an afternoon after the test. Come out to play water friends.

In the past two months, his ladder score has hovered between 6900~7100. After all, he has less time to practice, and it is easy to fail to keep up with the new rhythm after each update. It is not easy to maintain this level. .

As for Yan Che, who entered the second year of research, although he had completed all the courses as early as the first year of research, but now he has devoted himself to scientific research, and he is obviously haggard when he comes here every night, with a small stubble every now and then. A high school student who pretends to be diligent is still exhausted.An Rongyu also tried to ask him, but every time he just smiled and said it's all right—everyone in the laboratory is like this.But after all, he has to take time to prepare lessons after work, so one can imagine the tightness of his time.

After surviving the suffocating exam period, it's time to wait for the results again.An Rongyu still felt very good about himself this time, but he who patted his chest and made an appointment with Yan Che was still getting nervous day by day.

Three days later, starting from the first class, the teachers came one after another with test papers, and they were about to give each student a new destiny.

The author has something to say:

"As long as the mountains and rivers are in the light, there will be nothing to pass this summer." From Xin Qiji's work "The Ugly Nuer is Near Boshan Daozhong Modeling Li Yi'an Style"

In the past two days, there have been fewer... The lettuce here has been recruited again, and this time it is a parasite...

After eating salad burgers for a week, I have collapsed at this moment... Everyone, please take care of your health!

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