Mu Qiu, the network manager who left the box and returned to the lobby of the Internet cafe, started her busy work again.
In front of me, the assistant was delayed for more than ten minutes because I helped to take over Thresh. The hall had long since turned into chaos. There were customers shouting impatiently everywhere, and the service bell at the front desk didn't know it was over. How many times did it ring.
Get two bottles of soda here.
There I helped adjust the mouse.
When I returned to the front desk, I was helping the two machines to renew the internet time. One of the old customers of the Internet cafe looked at Mu Qiu with a grudge while waiting to pay the money: "Hey Aqiu... I almost had a big dragon team fight just now. It was just five kills, and as a result, the computer suddenly locked the screen, and a wave of damage was overturned by the dough, how can you pay me—"
Five kills are missing.
The winning situation was overturned by the group.
It was quite a painful experience indeed.
Mu Qiu responded quickly, "I'll add a can of Coke back to you, and it will be charged to the Internet cafe!"
"Atmospheric!" The old customer suddenly laughed, and then looked at Mu Qiu again: "But you keep accounting like this... When your old uncle of the Internet cafe owner checks it out, can you explain it?"
The corners of Mu Qiu's mouth twitched: "Don't worry, that old guy can't come here every three or five days, and he can't check it so carefully."
speak up.
Originally, the owner of the Lecheng Internet Cafe was indeed his uncle, so he was not just an ordinary small network administrator who applied for a temporary job. Strictly speaking, he was even more likely to be the “young master” of the Lecheng Internet Cafe—a regular customer of the Internet cafe on weekdays. When we were chatting and bragging, everyone was joking, and he admitted it for granted.
"But to be honest, although your Lecheng Internet Cafe is a little small, the business is really good."
The old customers looked around and commented aloud:
"Looking back at your old uncle, this Internet cafe will let you take over, and you can make money while lying down comfortably—"
Mu Qiu laughed: "At that time, I'm hiring two beautiful network management girls to work for me, so I'm so happy."
The old customer showed a sneaky expression between his brows and eyes: "Yes, yes, if there is something for the girl to do... If there is nothing, just... "
The two looked at each other tacitly.
At the same time, there was a smirk that only a man would understand.
After chatting for a while, helping to recharge the Internet access fee, and watching the old customer Shi Shiran go away, the original smile on Mu Qiu's face slowly subsided, and the eyes in his eyes became a little dark and calm.
Shaking his head and sitting down at the front desk, he stared at the computer screen of the cash register at work for a while. Originally, he wanted to take advantage of a moment of leisure to sort out the account, but then he found that his mood was a little scattered at the moment, and he couldn't concentrate at all. Energy to do things.
Looking up at the work interface on the computer screen, Mu Qiu pushed the keyboard forward, stood up again, took Bao Liqun's cigarette and lighter from the table, and walked towards the door of the Internet cafe.
…
Open the curtain.
Standing under the eye-catching plaque with four neon characters "Lecheng Internet Cafe" outside the Internet cafe, Mu Qiu lowered his head and lit a cigarette.
The cigarette case was put back in his pocket.
Taking a deep breath of the cigarette, the gloomy roasted tobacco incense quickly entered his lungs in the slight rustling burning, and then slowly spit out a smoke ring shrouded in white mist, Mu Qiu narrowed his eyes slightly in satisfaction.
Leaning against the corner of the wall, looking up at the dark sky as dark as ink and the faintly shimmering moon hidden behind the clouds, the young man who is now the "Shao Dongjia" of the Lecheng Internet Cafe is quiet and silent.
Behind him, even through the door curtains, you can still hear the din and hustle and bustle from the lobby of the Internet cafe.
Business was really good tonight.
Also reasonable.
On the one hand, because the Internet cafes are located in the vicinity of the university, the flow of students who come to surf the Internet even overnight has always been very large.
On the other hand...
It's almost the finals after all.
The young man took another puff of cigarette, watching the smoke slowly exhaling in front of his eyes, circling and rising, and the cool night wind blowing past dissipated in the air, his eyes were erratic.
S-Series World Finals.
It's really... a word that is very familiar but gradually becomes unfamiliar with time.
but.
It really has nothing to do with him now.
Thinking of the chat with the old customers of the Internet cafe at the front desk of the lobby just now, including his so-called "Young Master" title, the corner of Mu Qiu's mouth evoked a sarcastic arc.
It's self-deprecating.
Young master...
In the future, if this Lecheng Internet Cafe is really inherited, and An An will be a small Internet cafe owner, he will indeed be able to make money while lying down comfortably.
And who would know that he also once stood on the top arena that symbolized the highest standard of League of Legends e-sports.
But it's no longer meaningful.
Just like what he said to the guest girl in the box earlier.
Now he has no interest in playing professionally.
…
Is it really so.
At night in the magic capital, the breeze is cool.
Before he knew it, the cigarette in his hand was about to burn to the end, but Mu Qiu was still silently looking at the street lamp that was casting a dim yellow light on the street corner not far away, as if he didn't realize it.
Seemingly out of control, he was still thinking about the half-court auxiliary Thresh who had just played in the box in place of the receiver.
something…
It really seems to be imprinted in the depths of the soul, engraved in the bones and flowing in the blood.
Haven't touched gaming for many years.
It still does not prevent him from being able to quickly become familiar with the control and play such a grass-cutting killing rhythm when he gets to grips with a "new" support hero like the Soul Lock Warden who should be extremely unfamiliar.
In the same way, even if he had warned himself countless times early on, professional e-sports was no longer the target direction he was so obsessed with, loved and pursued, but in the qualifying round just now... every step of the operation, every Even a single kill can still bring him an indescribable sense of joy that is as joyful as it is shuddering.
This is an uncontrollable joy that comes from the bottom of my heart.
It is something that cannot be disguised and disguised.
You can fool anyone, but you can never fool yourself.
The corners of Mu Qiu's mouth twitched, but this time the curvature of his mouth seemed a bit bitter.
But what's the use
Everything, probably as early as the moment the S1 season finals ended that year, everything was settled and could not be changed.
Back on the field
In fact, as early as one or two years after their team disintegrated and disbanded, with the gradual rise of the domestic e-sports business, other professional teams and managers came to him through various channels and methods to throw money at him. He received an olive branch, and made the most enthusiastic invitation to him with the most generous remuneration conditions at the time.
I hope he can overcome the negative emotions of the loss in the finals and cheer up again.
Join a new team and keep fighting.
"It's just a loss, and it's not even a loss. You still won the runner-up trophy for our national uniform in such a harsh environment back then, which is already a record!"
"In the new season, if you work harder, you will definitely have a chance to win the championship!"
This was the words of persuasion and encouragement from the teams and clubs that came to the door at that time.
Mu Qiu's face showed a more sarcastic expression.
Overcome... Negative Emotions
Reinvigorate
He is not the cowardly guy who dares not face the reality after losing the finals. For him, it is a pity to miss the championship, but it will definitely not be the reason for him to be completely discouraged and leave.
But he still refused all invitations and all high-priced contracts without hesitation at the time.
And the reason.
There is never only one—
He was playing assist.
A support, always needs an ADC partner who can absolutely trust and play alongside.
And the partner he recognizes is always the only one.
So this is also the answer he made to those enthusiastic teams and clubs at the time:
"Sorry, my ADC is gone."
"except him-"
"There will be no more partners I would like to assist."
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