The contestants' lounge behind the stage.
Xixiao's real name is Zhao Mingwei. He served as the captain of the Junlin Team for seven years. The old members of the Junlin Team left one after another, but only the ID Xixiao remained in the Junlin Team for seven years.
Now most of Zhao Mingwei's former teammates have retired, and he has been leading this group of new teammates to compete in the professional arena since a year ago.
Zhao Mingwei was the last one to return to the players' lounge. Before he pushed open the door and walked in, he heard hysterical shouting from inside.
"Why did you take me off in the third game? Wouldn't we be crushed if you had that old guy on?"
"Feng Yi! The White Sword team's vanguard attackers are too strong this year. Your aggressive fighting style will only give them opportunities!"
"Then let Xiao Ye go up and play a retirement game? He has won two world championships! He definitely doesn't want to win the first..."
The sound stopped instantly when Zhao Mingwei pushed the door and entered the elective lounge, and everyone's eyes turned to Zhao Mingwei.
Zhao Mingwei pushed up his black-framed glasses and looked at Feng Yi, the starting attacker of the Junlin team. He was a young player with great potential, but he had a strong personality.
When Zhao Mingwei looked at him, his eyes were red, and he was obviously very dissatisfied with the loss of the game.
"Xiao Feng, winning and losing are common. You will have plenty of opportunities in the future." Zhao Mingwei walked up and patted him on the shoulder, but was pushed away in an instant.
"You've won two championships, so it doesn't matter! This is my first time to compete in the world competition! You know..."
"Feng Yi!"
The coach interrupted Feng Yi again. He couldn't control his emotions, so he sat back in his chair and cried with his face covered.
The failure caused the atmosphere in the Junlin team to be very depressing, and finally the coach organized everyone to take the bus back to the hotel.
Zhao Mingwei sat in the last row of the bus. Sitting next to him was his old friend and the only old team member, Lin Xi.
"Do you feel tired, Mr. Xiao?" Lin Xi asked quietly, looking at Zhao Mingwei's solemn expression. "The result of the top four is actually quite good."
"It has nothing to do with grades." Zhao Mingwei turned his head and stared into the eyes of his old teammate and said, "Lin Xi, let me ask you something."
"Master Xiao! I didn't make a single mistake in these four games! Well, maybe once!" Lin Xi immediately raised his hands high to show surrender. Although they had a close relationship, Zhao Mingwei was the captain after all.
"You made at least seven mistakes, but that's not what I want to ask..." Zhao Mingwei paused for a moment and then said slowly...
"How long has it been since you laughed while playing this game?"
"… "
Lin Xi was stunned for a moment, then forced a smile on his face.
"Master Xiao, we are professional players. This game is our job. We play this game to win."
"It wasn't like this before." Zhao Mingwei lay down on the chair tiredly and closed his eyes.
Lin Xi didn't dare to continue the conversation, as he was afraid that if he continued the conversation, they would end up talking about wanting to "retire".
Although Zhao Mingwei's skills have declined, his popularity has always been at the top of all professional players. As long as he is in the Reign Team, even if he is just a mascot, the commercial value of the Reign Team will soar.
… … …
Zhao Mingwei returned to the hotel room, lay on the bed and looked at the ceiling.
The long period of professional training made him feel very tired. It took seven whole years. In the first four years, he had enough motivation because of chasing the championship, but this year he really didn't want to play the game of Dispute anymore.
However, the contract Zhao Mingwei signed with the Reign Team was equivalent to a contract of selling himself, and he had to serve in the Reign Team for two years before he could retire.
Zhao Mingwei took out his mobile phone and happened to see a message from an old teammate in the WeChat chat group.
“Is there a more fun game in the world than Dispute?”
Zhao Mingwei forced a smile when he saw the message, because he knew that the message was not a "question" but a "joke".
He had no intention of checking the messages in the WeChat group. He flipped through his phone aimlessly and found a strange icon on his phone. The icon was an inverted triangle with only two simple words underneath.
"Saint Zero".
He didn't remember downloading this strange mobile game.
Zhao Mingwei dragged the APP icon to the trash can to delete it, but he dragged it five or six times in a row, and the icon didn't move at all, as if it was nailed to his mobile phone desktop.
Is there something wrong with the phone? After Zhao Mingwei confirmed that there was nothing wrong with his phone, but with the app, he turned on the antivirus software.
But after a series of tests, the antivirus software didn't react at all.
Are there still such powerful viruses now
Out of curiosity, Zhao Mingwei opened the APP. The content of the APP was very simple, with an explanation and a button with only the word "Login".
He took a quick look at the instructions, and the general content was that this was an APP for logging into the virtual game world, and you could enter the game world the moment you clicked to log in.
Normal people would think this is a scam. Directly log into the VR game with a mobile phone? Modern technology has not yet achieved this.
Zhao Mingwei clicked on it with a try-it attitude, and the next second the scene in front of his eyes changed instantly. When Zhao Mingwei came to his senses, he found himself in a pure white world.
A translucent data frame appeared in front of Zhao Mingwei.
As a veteran player, all of this is very familiar to him, including character appearance modification, career selection, character name, etc. It’s just that there are fewer options than in Dissidia, such as race.
Currently, this game can only be started by humans. Zhao Mingwei spent about an hour sculpting a pretty good face for himself, and without thinking twice, he directly chose the fighter profession. He entered the ID "Xiaoxiao", but after hesitating for a long time, he directly deleted the ID "Xiaoxiao" and entered the four words "Happy Game" instead.
"Character creation complete."
An emotionless voice sounded beside Zhao Mingwei's ears. The light in front of his eyes quickly faded away. When Zhao Mingwei opened his eyes again, he was already on the street of a magnificent main city.
He looked at his hands. A pure white half-finger glove was worn on Zhao Mingwei's hands. His attire also changed from modern clothes to a fighter's training suit.
"There's a newcomer?!"
Before Zhao Mingwei got familiar with the system, he heard a warm greeting. He looked up and saw a player dressed as a mage running up to him.
This player's ID is 'Not updated today'
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PS: Hello everyone, I am my sister’s bride. I couldn’t help but start a new plot of this book. The theme of this book is happy games. It is as light-hearted as ever. I silently ask for your collection and recommendation support.
(End of this chapter)