lol's e-sports king

Chapter 5 Mysterious Man

May [-]st.

There are no more teams competing in the Internet cafe, and no less.

After all, competitions held in such a small area usually don't attract much attention, so there are not many teams coming to the competition.

However, the prizes in this competition are quite rich after all, and the registration fee is free, so there are many self-righteous people who are willing to show their shame, so naturally there are more teams in the competition.

Of course, most of these teams are uneven, and there are still many low-level teams, so Xiao Ming and the others are naturally very happy to see such a situation.

They always think that it will be easy to win.

just,

They are wrong.

Their fate was very bad, as soon as the lottery was drawn, a professional team came here from other places.

These teams are called the Eagle Team, and the members are all from aristocratic schools like Nanhe High School, and they are very rich.

They are the only players in the entire Internet cafe who bring their own computers to compete.

After all, they really pay attention to the keyboard and mouse in the Internet cafe, and they think it will affect the performance of the game.

However, this Internet cafe is the most luxurious Internet cafe that Zhang Xiaoming and the others have ever seen.

You know, the minimum configuration of this Internet cafe is equipped with a quad-core Intel Core processor, integrated with a graphics card with 1G memory, and a [-]-inch broadband large screen.

It is even more exaggerated that they used a special game. The CPU of the computer is actually a second-generation I5 processor, with a 3G independent display with DDR2 channels, 3G memory with DDR8 channels, ice-cooled heat dissipation, and a 22-inch resolution of 1920×1200. Super big screen.

Such Internet cafes are usually very expensive, especially the game area used for competitions. Ordinary members cost 8 yuan an hour, and non-members cost 10 yuan an hour.

This is the most expensive Internet cafe that Zhang Xiaoming has ever seen. However, some people in such Internet cafes still despise him and bring their professional gaming computers.

And these people are Zhang Xiaoming's opponents.

Facing such a professional opponent, Xiao Ming and the others naturally suffered a disastrous defeat.

After all, the strength of the two sides is very different, and Zhang Xiaoming and the others haven't practiced for a long time. Whether it is strength or tacit understanding, they are far inferior to that professional team.

However, Zhang Xiaoming lost, he was not as indifferent as Yang Dongliang and the others, he was very sad.

Because he wants to be a professional gamer!
However, he suffered a disastrous defeat just after the match, how could he accept it?
Now he felt as if the whole world was abandoning him, his hopes and dreams were all shattered, he had no future to speak of, and his life was doomed to be busy and useless.

Although he was unwilling to accept this reality, he had to accept it.

just,

it takes time...

But can he survive such a time?

Zhang Xiaoming didn't know when he left with Yang Dongliang and the others, after all, he couldn't remember how he got out of that Internet cafe back then.

Now he just walks alone, aimlessly, on the road by the river, on the bridge.

He looked at the tumbling river under the bridge, the bottomless river, he really wanted to jump down like this...

However, he can't dance, he still has family, friends who care about him, and he still has concerns...

What's more, can death solve the problem?

Zhang Xiaoming had no choice but to cry secretly into the river.

The setting sun shines, and tears are like flashes, carrying Xiao Ming's distress, dripping into the river water drop by drop, and disappearing in the river water.

"After graduation, it's not bad to get a job. After all, it's not easy to dream of a professional gamer..."

Zhang Xiaoming wiped his face clean and smiled alone.

At this moment, a hurried voice shouted to him: "Young man, don't jump!".

The man shouted and ran towards him.

Seeing the man trying to persuade him, Xiao Ming was stunned for a while, and then couldn't help laughing, loudly and freely.

It was a man with a half-white beard and hair. This man had sword-like eyebrows and star-like eyes, and a nose like a gall. He was dressed in black. Although he looked a little old now, he must have been very handsome when he was young. people.

The man took a breath and hurriedly said: "Young man, what is there to jump into the river?! Look, I lost my right hand. Why are you worse than me? I didn't even jump. Why are you jumping?!".

After finishing speaking, he saw that he held the right sleeve with his left hand, but the sleeve was empty.

Zhang Xiaoming was taken aback when he saw it. It turned out that this person was disabled, but this person was completely unfamiliar with him when they met for the first time, and he risked being ridiculed to persuade him. This kindness is really not good Simple, so I said: "Hi, actually, I don't want to jump into the river...".

The man sighed: "You don't need to hide it from me. I just met you. You were walking by the river and you were sad all the way. When you got to the bridge, you were crying and laughing at times. If it wasn't for some major stimulation ,how so?!".

Xiao Ming laughed again at this moment. After all, he was really overwhelmed just now, but now he has figured it out, completely figured it out.

"It's not what you think, yes, there were some things I couldn't think about before, but now I completely let go."

"Really?" The man was dubious.

"Really!" Xiao Ming replied without hesitation.

"Okay, since you couldn't figure out something before, and now you can't figure it out, then tell me, what are you thinking about?" the man asked seriously.

"This..." Zhang Xiaoming didn't know how to explain to that person.

After all, if he wanted to tell others that he was so sad and uncomfortable because he lost the game and couldn't win the tickets to the national professional league regional trials, he might suffer from others' incomprehension and ridicule.

However, when he saw this person, he was not afraid that others would laugh at him as a cripple, but told him frankly, as a stranger, why Xiao Ming was suffering, why he was sad, and why couldn't he tell others frankly?
"I lost playing LOL, our team will never have a chance to get tickets to the national competition and local trials, and I will have no chance to become a professional player. It is because of this that I was so sad just now, but I have already figured it out , I... I don't want to be a professional gamer any more in the future, but go out to work in a down-to-earth manner..." Zhang Xiaoming said.

The man glanced at him, but didn't answer.

When Zhang Xiaoming looked at his unbelievable eyes, he also understood in his heart that this is something that is difficult for people to understand.After all, there are very few people who want to become professional gamers. These people seem to be the marginalized people of society.

"Do you want to be a professional gamer?" The man hesitated for a while and asked, "Do you want to be a professional gamer of LOL?".

"Yes." Xiao Ming nodded.

"What position do you usually play? What heroes are you good at?" The man asked suddenly.

"It's usually in the middle lane. You can also play top and bottom lanes. Basically, all heroes are played, but I didn't say which hero is the best..." Xiao Ming replied, and at the same time, he was very curious about that person asking this question.

The man didn't speak at this time, but stretched out his left hand, grabbed Zhang Xiaoming's right hand to look at, and then grabbed Xiaoming's left hand again.

"What are you doing..." Zhang Xiaoming was very puzzled by the strange behavior of the man, but he thought that this man wanted to save himself. Although it was a misunderstanding, this kindness was very rare, so he couldn't bear to say anything.

At this moment, the man looked at Xiao Ming's hands, and said with a smile: "Hahaha...Okay, okay...It really is a pair of spiritual tentacles. I, Liu Canyue, have been waiting for so many years, and finally let me wait! Hahaha... it is good!".

Seeing his terrifying smile, Zhang Xiaoming not only felt furious, but also smiled. Could it be that this year has been unlucky and he met a lunatic?
Liu Canyue said at this time: "I'm sorry, I was too excited just now, hey, little brother, do you usually feel sore when you do some rough work?".

"Yeah? How did you know?" Zhang Xiaoming was a little surprised, how could this stranger know about it.

After all, Zhang Xiaoming's family is poor, so he has been helping with some heavy work since he was a child, but for some reason, whenever he does heavy work, his hands hurt so badly, as if they are about to break.

At that time, he thought it was because he was not used to it at the beginning, which was why the pain was so great, but after a long time, his hands still hurt as much, and whenever he did heavy work, he felt pain in his heart, so he asked his family not to let him do heavy work.

When his father heard this, he gave him a hard lesson, saying that he was spoiled and spoiled, he was picky about things, he couldn't bear a little bit of trouble, he was far worse than his little brother Xiaojun!

But after scolding, Zhang Xiaoming still didn't have much energy to help with the heavy work, which made his father let it go.

However, recalling this incident, Xiao Ming still has lingering fears. Fortunately, he is now a senior in high school, and he doesn't need his help with the housework, so he doesn't have to torture his hands.

Now when he saw this man, he only looked at his hand for a while, and then expressed the confusion that Xiao Ming had buried in his heart for a long time, so he naturally wanted to ask clearly.

"Because your hands are one-in-a-million spiritual tentacles, so you can't do heavy work." Liu Canyue laughed.

"Spiritual tentacles? What do you mean? I still don't understand?" Zhang Xiaoming looked puzzled.

"Spiritual tentacles are hands with 20.00% more neuron cells and [-]% less muscle cells than normal people. Although such hands will be overburdened and easily strained when doing heavy work, but for The subtle manipulation is very sensitive." Liu Canyue said.

"And this thing? Why didn't I know about it?" Zhang Xiaoming was dubious.

"Of course I have. Let me explain to you more clearly. People with spiritual tentacles are not suitable for heavy work. They can only do some light work, such as writing articles, repairing watches, and of course, manipulating the mouse. Keyboard..." Liu Canyue smiled knowingly.

Zhang Xiaoming listened, thought for a while, and asked: "You mean, my hand is suitable for playing games?".

Liu Canyue nodded and said: "I see that you don't even want to study, so your hands are born for playing games!".

"Isn't what you said too outrageous?" Zhang Xiaoming couldn't help spouting: "I've never heard of this kind of spiritual tentacles, and I don't know if what you said is true. If it is true, I will Why haven't you heard of it?"

"Maybe you haven't heard of it, but you must have seen it," Liu Canyue said quietly.

"Have you seen it? Where have you seen it?" Zhang Xiaoming asked.

"This!" Liu Canyue stretched out his left hand and said, "Gu Changqing from Khouse".

Khouse?

Gu Changqing?
After hearing this, Zhang Xiaoming immediately fell into deep thought...

(End of this chapter)