Next, what are you going to do.
Questions like this, even when the five members of the Final Battle-Battle team gathered together, the other members of the partner did not easily ask Zhou Mo again.
Because he didn't want to touch his scars again.
But at this moment, it is from the No. 1 mouth that asked this way, so that it does not make people feel that there is anything strange or excessive.
The tone is calm and gentle, just out of concern for the younger generation as the former elder.
Zhou Mo was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously said:
"I don't have any plans, just go home and continue to take care of the convenience store..."
Having said this, he paused for a moment, then glanced at his right hand and smiled helplessly:
"after all."
"There's nothing else to do."
There was no heavy negative self-pity in his tone, more like a frank confession of fate.
If possible, if conditions permit, then easily he will never give up his old e-sports dream, but still, for a professional e-sports player, especially for a professional e-sports ADC player, a few years ago he The accident he encountered had ruined almost all of his future.
Even if he was standing in front of two top legendary seniors in the former e-sports circle, in the face of such a reality, he could not give him any help, and could not change the ending in any way.
The atmosphere seemed to become heavy and depressing at this moment.
Immediately, he seemed to be aware of the suppressed emotions in the air. Zhou Mo shook his head, thinking about changing the subject, and said again with a smile:
"However, recently I have met some children who are also diehard players of League of Legends."
"Maybe in the future you can consider taking them to some small games - as a coach or something."
"On this LSPL selection, I also played with them..."
Just when Zhou Mo got a little bit of energy and wanted to explain this matter to the two seniors in front of him, No. 1 nodded slightly and took the words:
"Um."
"I know."
So Zhou Mo was stunned again, and then quickly reacted, guessing that he took the peak team to participate in the competition, maybe it was noticed by Senior No. 1 and Sister Xiao Wu early on.
Or maybe-
When he thought that he had completely cut off contact with his past life for so many years, in fact, he never really escaped the attention of several seniors.
Several seniors have always had an unbroken concern and concern for him.
At this moment, my mood was inexplicably touched slightly, giving birth to a complex and unspeakable emotion.
Zhou Mo lowered his head slightly:
"Senior, I'm sorry."
It seemed like an apology for no reason.
But the three people present could understand the meaning.
yes…
The decisive victory in the past - how dazzling the Battle was, how amazing and brilliant the silent words that used to be the ADC of the team, made the seniors who were legends of the previous generation of national uniforms once gratified and admired and expressed great expectations that they could take over and serve the new generation. The national service e-sports has taken up the heavy task of the banner.
But in the end, whether it was the final-Battle team, or Silent Yan, who almost stood at the top of the ADC position pyramid in the past, quietly retired after the S1 season and no longer exists.
The hope is great, the disappointment is great.
When the team was disbanded back then, as members of the former team, they were all in their own emotions, resentful or gloomy, but they didn't really take the time to think about it. The seniors who also poured countless efforts into them, What a feeling.
This apology, too, was too many years late.
However, after hearing Zhou Mo's words, No. 5 on the side had raised his eyebrows:
"Where is your fault, Xiao Mo?"
"You don't owe anyone, even to us, you don't need to apologize."
Gentle reproach.
But with unquestionable firmness.
Zhou Mo couldn't help but feel a sense of warmth in his heart. The little sister in front of her was just like before, as if no matter what happened or what situation she was in, she would always be so considerate to them.
But the more he did, the more he felt guilty, even annoyed and regretful.
The number one next to him also shook his head:
"Your little sister is right."
"It's true that you don't owe anyone. In the final analysis, many things are due to the ill-consideration of those of us as seniors, and we neglected to take care of you."
"and-"
Speaking of this, Number One paused for a while, with a somewhat ashamed and apologetic look on his face, but then he raised his head and looked straight on Zhou Mo's face:
"Perhaps, I have to owe you more for the next things."
Zhou Mo was stunned.
Then he reacted somewhat, vaguely guessing some meaning of the No. 1 words in front of him.
But the more this is the case, the doubts in his heart are at a loss, but it also becomes stronger:
"senior?"
No. 1 reached out and rubbed the temples on his forehead:
"Your high-speed train should have a while before ticket checking starts?"
"Hurry up."
"Should be able to tell you the general situation."
…
Because I didn't want to delay Zhou Mo's time to get in and take the high-speed train, the narrative of No. 1 deliberately made a brief summary, directly and directly to the point of the theme.
From beginning to end, No. 1's narrative tone is just calm and steady, without too many emotional ups and downs.
But with the simple analysis of the incidents, the in-depth step by step.
The expression on Zhou Mo's face, who was the only audience member, continued to change violently, from surprise to shock, from shock to solemnity and even heavyness.
After a few minutes.
All narration is over.
As the narrator, No. 1 breathed a sigh of relief: "Basically, that's what happened."
Zhou Mo was silent for a long while before slowly opening his mouth:
"So...that's it."
There was an undisguised shock and complicated emotions in his tone.
Although in the past six months, he has finally started to pay attention to professional e-sports again in the small town of Xiamen City, but after all, the distance is too far, there are too many insider truths and complicated secrets, all of which have now become a circle. Outsiders, he can't know.
until.
Now.
He finally got a general understanding of the current situation of the e-sports circle - or the national service e-sports - under the narrative of No. 1.
Even if you don't understand it in detail enough, it's not real enough.
But only such a rough outline.
It was enough to be startling.
"So, it's very difficult."
No. 1 sighed lightly: "Me and you, Sister Wu, and your seniors No. 2, No. 3, and No. 4, we must go all out to participate, but even so, there is still no guarantee of success."
"The main key is that we must not lose this time."
"You can't lose anywhere."
"so-"
"Even if it is a bargaining chip that can increase the odds of winning a little bit, we must strive for it as much as possible."
Having said this, the meaning is actually clear enough, but No. 1 looked at Zhou Mo with a rare awe:
"but."
"Everything is your own choice, I won't force it."
"Actually, it would be too much to force you to help at a time like this, so I just hope you can think about it a little after you go back..."
The voice did not fall.
But it was interrupted without hesitation.
"Don't think about it."
Zhou Mo raised his head and met No. 1's gaze, equally solemn and firm:
"Anywhere I can come in handy—"
"I will definitely do it."