Ordinary heartbeat [e-sports]

Chapter 23 Meticulous

Thinking back from winning the autumn championship last year, day and night for nearly half a year, every tactical system, every trial training, every regular season game is vividly remembered, the joy of reaching the playoffs, and the nervousness at the match point , The long sigh of relief when he won, came to an abrupt end.

It would be a lie to say that I have no regrets. Every professional player, from the moment he enters this stage, has his dream of being a champion in his heart. Maybe he won't say it, but he definitely has it. KM has won the championship, and the five people on the field have at least reached the peak in their careers. After all, many people have devoted their lives to the mountainside, and the curtain is over before seeing the wonderful scenery on the top of the mountain.

But Qu Yi is not reconciled, he wants to win a world championship, and then prove it to everyone, you see, my choice is correct.

Professional players, a high-level title in professional circles, with high salaries and low ages, have many auras, but in the eyes of ordinary people, professional players are a group of bad boys who only know how to play games all day long. They usually have poor academic performance, do not work hard, and know nothing. I just went to play games to make a living, and all the hard work and blood and sweat I put in day and night were all ignored for nothing.Although Qu Yi has a special status, no one dares to make irresponsible remarks, but every time his parents mentioned it to others, the unexpected "oh" from the other party always made people feel uncomfortable, especially with those who went abroad to study. Compared with the young man of a famous family, his career seems to be more and more inferior. If his parents don't say anything, and the people around him don't say it, it doesn't mean they don't care. It's like no one is putting pressure on him, and he is still under pressure. He needs a chance. Prove yourself, and the best chance is a world champion.

When everyone is young, there are always one or two things that are particularly persistent, for themselves and for others, for fame and ideals, love and distance, going ups and downs, but they dare not stop for a moment.

Some people's obsessions will eventually come true, and some people's obsessions will eventually be empty. It has nothing to do with Lu Man talking about his right and wrong, but life experiences have similarities and differences.

Right and wrong are in people's hearts, and people will praise them if they lose.

Not long after falling asleep, the phone under the pillow vibrated suddenly, and Chu Tian moved on one side, probably unable to fall asleep, he hesitated for a few seconds and took out the phone.Qu Yi took out the phone, covered his eyes and pressed the screen to turn on, and waited until his eyes had completely adapted to the darkness before turning sideways and shining the light on his face completely.

It was a strange text message without a signature or anything excessive, but Qu Yi only took one look and was sure of the sender.His soft heart seemed to be stabbed suddenly, making his heart sore.Every time I lose a game, no one will send something special to comfort him except me who is slowly digesting it. My parents are busy with work, and my sister is abroad all year round. I have always fought alone, good and bad. , he had to eat it in one bite and couldn't spit it out, even if it was so hard that he had to bite his teeth, he had to chew it up and swallow it, but now, suddenly there was another person beside him, watching him silently and with a calm expression , so that the habits he should have gotten used to, the words he couldn't say, were all blocked in his throat.

He turned over, blinked his glowing pantothenic eyes, and typed a few words, thank you, good night.

Then the insomniac fell asleep quickly.

The team that loses in the playoffs must be punished. The league’s punishment is very unique. It is to ask you to comment on a BO7. If you are lucky and it ends at 4:0, then you only need to stand for two hours. If you are lucky No, 4:3, then you may stand until twelve o’clock in the evening, seven to twelve o’clock, five hours, not only standing but also explaining. The great task of KM was handed over to Qu Yi without any suspense.

The first team of the club is on vacation. Except for Qu Yi who needs to explain the game and stay at the base, everyone else has gone back to their respective homes. The second team has to stay at the base for training because they want to participate in the offline city competition.Every day at two o'clock in the afternoon, Qu Yi will regularly play two training games with the second team. Whenever this happens, Mingming will fall into deep self-doubt, wondering whether the hero he plays is the same as Qu Yi's, The other members of the second team were also often surprised by the smooth operation, and then fell into deeper self-doubt. Was the game they played the same as the captain's?

Playing games requires talent, and hard work in the later stage can sublimate the talent, but without talent, at best, you are just a master player. Professional players are master players with their own talents, and Qu Yi is the best among this group of talents. And he is still moving forward. It is unknown what kind of player he will eventually grow into, but for now, he is beyond the reach of many people.

After the training match, it was Qu Yi's fixed time to watch the game. What he watched was not the game, but the commentary. His first commentary show was coming soon.He also thought that if he retired one day in the future and couldn't play anymore, being a commentator would be considered as worthy of the career he loves.

Because of the loss in the middle of the playoffs, Qu Yi had a lot of time for himself. For example, tonight, he asked Lin Yihan to have dinner together. accepted.

He made an appointment with Lin Yihan at six o'clock, and Qu Yi wanted to go by himself, but the man insisted on coming to pick him up so he let him.

At a quarter past six, Qu Yi was sitting downstairs casually playing with the hero figurines just released by the League. The phone on the table first turned on, and then the whole phone started vibrating. It was Lin Yihan's new number, and the old number was replaced. Qu Yisai has never been pulled out from the blacklist.

"Hey."

"I've arrived at the gate of the club, I'll wait for you here."

Qu Yi lowered his eyes, lamenting that this man's good upbringing, his words are just right, waiting for you instead of urging you, showing enough patience and respect, if he is a girl, he must be really tempted.

"Okay, I'll come right away."

Lin Yihan's car is a black Mercedes-Benz with an unrecognizable price. It is parked at the corner of the KM Club, mixed in with other cars of various colors, not conspicuous. However, although the car is not conspicuous, the person is too conspicuous. He rolled up the car window, and his eyes fell quietly on the road when Qu Yi came. It was probably not long after the filming, the makeup on his face was still there, and his whole body was so white that it almost reflected light. He waved to Qu Yi, opened the door and came out.

Reunited after a long absence, it was a happy meeting again, Qu Yi quickly walked a few steps and stood in front of him, the person in front of him was wearing a hat and ordinary clothes, only the Juechen aura rushing towards his face refused to let him settle down. Cover it up, and if you slip through it, you have to drill out.

The black Mercedes drove around the base and drove back to the city. The two chatted briefly and then fell silent. Lin Yihan didn't dare to say anything, and Qu Yi didn't know what to say.

"What do you want to eat?" When Lin Yihan opened his mouth, the car had already circled into the urban area. Qu Yi squinted his eyes slightly and almost fell asleep. A long queue greets the night of the city.

"I can do it."

The road was blocked for about 10 minutes, and the two finally arrived at the place to eat. Lin Yihan threw the key to the doorman. Just as he walked in, the people around him paused obviously. Qu Yi looked at him sideways. The line of sight just came over, they continued to walk inside, Lin Yihan lowered his voice and said: "We were photographed."

Qu Yi's heart tightened, but his face remained calm: "Then what should we do?"

The two walked around the elevator on the first floor and went back. After walking a few steps, Lin Yihan suddenly dragged Qu Yi into the safe passage.

"Shh."

The aisle was covered in dust, and after being trampled by the two of them in such a storm, it turned over immediately, Qu Yi slapped it a few times, and covered his mouth and nose.

Lin Yihan's eyes were fixed on the entrance of the passage, as if he was waiting for something. Sure enough, after 2 minutes, there was a sudden sound of footsteps outside. At the entrance of the passage, the people outside stopped, and Lin Yihan, who was standing behind the door, showed an inexplicable smile.

The moment the door opened, the cautious reporter held up his camera. Before he could see if there was anyone inside, Lin Yihan, who was waiting behind the door, locked his arm and covered his mouth. The reporter struggled fiercely. Trying to push Lin Yihan's hand away with the other hand, there was a sudden "bang" behind him, and then the whole person fell silent. The reporter's brows were knit together, and his right leg trembled and he could hardly stand up.

Qu Yi has been standing by Lin Yihan's side, so he can see clearly that the push on the knee socket has used a lot of force.

"Which company do you belong to? How dare you be alone with me?" Lin Yihan kicked the door, holding the man by the collar like a chicken.

The man who finally took a breath of air half-bent his right leg, and he had to lower his head as the camera hung casually around his neck.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Lin, I'll delete it right away."

The man's chest rose and fell, and he couldn't stand up or squat down. He hunched over in the corner and deleted photos one by one. Qu Yi glanced at them casually, and probably followed him since he entered the city.

Seeing that the deletion was clean, Lin Yihan let go of his hand and took out a handkerchief. He wiped his fingers carefully, then knelt down and looked at the little reporter who was already sitting in the corner: "I will bring a few more people with me in the future. Your small body can't withstand my fall."

The reporter was obviously terrified. He looked young, not tall but very thin. Standing with Lin Yihan, he was just a chicken feather. He could go to the sky with one breath, let alone a fight.

"Yes... I'm sorry, Mr. Lin."

Lin Yihan threw the handkerchief on the ground, stretched out his hand and pulled Qu Yi behind him: "Don't talk nonsense, if you can't control your mouth, I can help you."

The reporter clearly knew the direction of these black winds in the entertainment industry, and immediately nodded his head in his pants/crotch: "I won't talk nonsense, I won't talk nonsense."

Qu Yi stared at Lin Yihan's back, his mood sank, and he stepped out of the safe passage first.Such a dessert before the meal, he was a bit unlucky.

The two went upstairs in silence, Lin Yihan walked in front, stopped after a few steps and waited for Qu Yi, he didn't explain, and the man didn't ask.

An authentic western restaurant, with the pleasant and quiet piano sound flowing slowly, Qu Yi leaned on the back of the chair, looking at the opposite person indifferently, Lin Yihan has been thinking about how to speak so as not to appear abrupt, but after much deliberation I didn't think of any literary words, so I had no choice but to bluntly say to the people in front of me: "I have practiced fighting for a while before, I hope I didn't scare you."

Qu Yi finally withdrew his gaze, and unexpectedly curled up his mouth and said, "It's not easy to be a star now, decathlon."

Lin Yihan was taken aback, knowing that the other party had accepted his answer, he laughed along with Qu Yi, the stone that had been blocked for a long time finally melted away, he looked into the eyes of the opposite person: "How are you doing recently?"

The man nodded: "Well, it's okay, every day is the same anyway, there's nothing wrong with it."

"Is there still an international competition to play in the future?"

Qu Yi was surprised by Lin Yihan's meticulousness: "How do you know?"

"A few days ago when I watched your game, I heard it from the commentator. It was an exhibition game, right?"

"Yes, there are two places in each competition area, one in the east and one in the east. The rest of the top four teams are going to play exhibition games. It's still early, and it's August."

Qu Yi only talks a little more when talking about games with others.

"I'm going to explain the game next week, right? The game between AL and TKC."

Qu Yi looked at Lin Yihan with interest, without saying anything or saying no.

"I'll go and see."

Qu, who was originally slack, suddenly became tense: "Which team do you like?"

"Me?" He smiled, "I don't like any of them."

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It might be sweeter later~