Wen Yan glanced over him and his eyes fell on something in his arms.
After a while, he heard a calm voice beside him amid the excited cheers at the start of the game—
“There is no desire to win.”
Xue Lan was stunned for a moment before realizing that Wen Yan's words were an answer to her.
No desire to win.
Wen Yan’s description of the original Duan Wenzhen was still very accurate.
It is certainly not good for a person to have too strong a desire to win, but a person who has no desire to win at all is also a problem.
Unlike every professional player who has the dream of e-sports, Duan Wenzheng did not come here to pursue his dream. Instead, he can be attributed to the type that most e-sports players dislike: a "hobby player" who thinks he is very talented.
It's nothing more than not caring about winning or losing, or whether you can get into the club.
Duan Wenzhen accidentally broke into the e-sports circle, but he did not join LGW for this reason. What really made him join LGW was his admiration and attraction for Wen Yan, a person who went against his own way, and his love for e-sports that was infected by Wen Yan.
To put it simply, this game is just a semi-professional game for professional players to practice for second teams or reserve rookies. To put it more broadly, it is the most important battle every year for many rookies who want to stand out.
According to the development of the story, Duan Wenzheng and Wen Yan should have gradually understood each other from the past few days of getting along, and Duan Wenzheng should also be secretly competing in this game to win a championship to prove himself.
Duan Wenzhen should have made his position clear to Wen Yan before going on the court. How could Wen Yan say something like "I have no desire to win" at a time like this
As he was thinking about it, he saw that people had already fought their way out of the siege at various refresh points on the map on the stage. Several players who had collected kills were moving like a hot knife through butter and were gradually widening the gap with the players behind them.
Xue Lan's eyes swept across the people who were far ahead in the data list, but he did not see Duan Wenzheng's ID in the ranking on the big screen.
He was puzzled, but Zhou Kanqing agreed with Wen Yan's words and nodded, "He looks so unfocused... The champion gets 50,000, the runner-up gets 30,000, the third place gets 20,000, and the 4th to 8th place get 10,000 each. But for him, 10,000 and 50,000 are no different. I guess Duan Wenzheng might not want to continue after he gets into the top eight."
Zhou Kanqing's eyes rolled around and he smiled again, "Ayan, why don't we make a bet and see what place he can get?"
Wen Yan ignored him, as if he was used to his noisy personality and had no interest in answering.
Zhou Kanqing continued without giving up, "Just watching the game is so boring, let's play! How about betting on breakfast for a month? I bet on the eighth place, this guy will definitely be in the top eight and won't be interested in continuing!"
Wen Yan still didn't answer. Just when he was about to continue to persuade her, he heard the person sitting on the other side of Wen Yan say softly but firmly:
"I bet reset will be first!"
“Ah… ah?”
Zhou Kanqing was stunned at first, then looked at Xue Lan beside Wen Yan, his expression somewhat unpredictable.
He had been with Wen Yan for so long that he was somewhat displeased with Xue Lan. After all, love was a matter of mutual consent. If one party didn't like the other party but kept pestering him/her, such a situation would really affect his/her impression, so he subconsciously wanted to give up the gamble.
But before he opened his mouth to say anything, he saw Wen Yan retract his gaze from Xue Lan and focus it on himself.
Zhou Kanqing was choked and stammered for a long time without saying anything.
You should know that before coming here, Wen Yan specifically asked him to bring Xue Lan to watch the game.
But who would have thought that when he arrived at Xue Lan's room, he found that he was not there. Zhou Kanqing didn't like to meddle in other people's business. Anyway, Wen Yan asked him to come and check, so it was not his fault that Xue Lan was not in the room.
But who would have thought that Xue Lan would sneak out of the youth training camp...
These past few days he felt that Xue Lan seemed like a different person and was no longer as obsessed with Wen Yan as before. It seemed that it was all his misunderstanding. Xue Lan just changed his tactics and wanted to keep Wen Yan, who was completely blank in terms of feelings, hanging on!
Thinking in this way, the slight good impression Zhou Kanqing had of Xue Lan due to his brilliant performance a few days ago disappeared, and he became even more displeased with Xue Lan.
But Wen Yan was here, so he couldn't say anything and could only roll his eyes:
"How can you be so sure he can take first place?"
Xue Lan no longer looked downcast as she had just done, and met his gaze without flinching: "Don't you want to gamble? Do you dare to gamble?"
"… "
Zhou Kanqing sneered helplessly and sat back in his chair: "Okay, let's bet."
He had a look of disbelief. Xue Lan withdrew his gaze and looked at Duan Wenzhen on the stage, who still stood out among the crowd, with full of fighting spirit and expectation, and secretly clenched his fists.
Cheers and screams were heard all around, and Xue Lan seemed to be infected by the atmosphere and was fully motivated. Amid the cheers and shouts, he also shouted with full fighting spirit—
"Come on reset!!"
Of course, his voice was soon drowned out by the cheers and cheers. Only the two people beside him glanced at him. Xue Lan felt a little hot on his face, so he simply pretended not to notice the two people's gaze.
At this moment, the audience seats surrounding the stage suddenly erupted into low screams.
Xue Lan quickly turned his gaze to the several broadcast screens hanging high in the center of the stage, and saw that several people who were approaching the central town in the game were confronted head-on at an abandoned chemical plant. During the exchange of fire from multiple parties, several people wanted to seize the high ground first, but just as they were exchanging fire in front of the high ground, a cold gun suddenly knocked down the assaulter who was rushing the front with the most powerful firepower.
This caused the crowd to cheer, and the director's camera quickly switched from the battle situation in the gunfight to the shooting perspective with this shot.
3-0-reset, 3 kills and 0 assists, this result was mediocre, even the commentator who was watching the whole show from the director's perspective was slightly stunned.
You know, the game has been going on for nearly twenty minutes now, and all the surviving players have at least 6 kills. At this time, the only ones who have managed to complete three kills are probably those who have managed to avoid fire and reach this position by luck.
However, Reset actually retreated back into cover after this sniper attack, and was about to give up such a good opportunity and sniper position.
Therefore, the camera only spent two or three seconds before it moved back to the players who discovered the gunshots, and finally stopped at Deng Ruiqiu, who had already achieved thirteen kills and had the greatest hope of winning the championship.
"Unknown Deng Ruiqiu is now the most sought-after attacker in Doomsday. Both Glory and Thunder have offered him opportunities. This time, Deng Ruiqiu was invited by Thunder to participate in the semi-professional invitational tournament. I wonder if he will become a member of Thunder?"
Xue Lan stared at Deng Ruiqiu's perspective under the director's camera, lowered his head and pressed his forehead. Is this what they call "enemies meet on a narrow road"
At this moment, Duan Wen Zheng might not know that Deng Ruiqiu was lurking among these people, but Deng Ruiqiu must have determined, based on the kill just now, that the sniper on the high ground was the one who reset Duan Wen Zheng!
Xue Lan suddenly became nervous. He had never been this nervous even when he was playing in the competition or when he made a bet with Zhou Kanqing that Duan Wenzheng would win.
Because the situation in this game seems to be completely reversed from the youth training camp points game a few days ago!
Deng Ruiqiu's state was obviously more radical at this time. When others were considering how to occupy the high ground to break the predicament, he resolutely went around and attacked the high ground!
Even the commentator on the stage couldn't help but let out a low cry at this move. Deng Ruiqiu was not a reckless man, and his charge was by no means a reckless attack.
Although several people nearby concentrated their firepower on him because of his sudden advance, he actually avoided the stray bullets one by one and rushed to the high ground that was easy to defend but difficult to attack with great momentum!
Following this brilliant move, there was an immediate burst of applauses and cheers from the audience. This match finally ignited the enthusiasm of the audience at this moment!
Zhou Kanqing looked at the number of survivors on another screen and secretly worried for Duan Wenzhen. If he died here, let alone first place, he wouldn't even be able to get into eighth place.
Amid the enthusiastic or nervous gazes of the crowd, Duan Wenzhen and Deng Ruiqiu still had a face-to-face encounter.
Although the distance between them and Duan Wenzheng was still several bunkers away, the situation was already very unfavorable to him. The attackers took advantage of the terrain and pursued him step by step, winning more and more excited cheers from the audience.
"It's over." Zhou Kanqing said in a low voice, "We are at such a huge disadvantage now..."
Although he was depressed, Xue Lan's eyes gradually brightened during the two men's gun battle.
Wen Yan stared at the giant screens calmly, and his voice was a little deeper than usual.
"No disadvantage." Wen Yan's deep eyes gradually became clear: "Deng Ruiqiu rushed to the high ground because of the advantages of terrain and guns, but Duan Wenzheng is different. Although Duan Wenzheng's health is a bit dangerous now, for a professional sniper..."
"Deng Ruiqiu only needs one more shot to reduce his health now."
"What?!" Zhou Kanqing looked at Xue Lan, who was sitting next to Wen Yan, in disbelief. However, Xue Lan's gaze was always fixed on the screen, and his clear eyes were full of determination.
Zhou Kanqing was stunned when he suddenly heard a gasp from the audience behind him. Following the two commentators' exclamations of disbelief, thunderous screams and cheers filled the entire stadium!
It was during the competition that Duan Wenzhen's sniper shot decided the outcome despite the adverse situation!
At this moment, the camera switched to the players' field as the situation changed rapidly, and froze on Duan Wen Zheng's face at the back of the screen, which made the audience crazy again.
Duan Wenzheng seemed to be aware of something, and when he raised his eyes, his gaze lingered on the camera for a brief moment.
That fleeting glance, which seemed like a smile but not a smile, once again caused the female audience to scream.
Such an unruly look made Xue Lan's heart beat faster along with the ongoing game, and his eyes were fixed on the screen where the game broadcast was starting again.
After today, reset's name will officially come into everyone's sight, and he will write the rise of a new era in the history of e-sports.
After this turn, reset's name climbed up the scoreboard until it reached the top of the rankings, and the audience was filled with screams and shouts that became increasingly fanatical.
After the game was over, Xue Lan stared at the data screen with Reset's name ranked first for a long time.
“I didn’t expect this kid to be so…” Zhou Kanqing stared at the figure standing on the podium in silence.
Xue Lan's eyes were bright and full of excitement and pride, as if he was the one standing on the stage to receive the award: "How is it, Duan Wenzheng won, right?"
"Yeah." Zhou Kanqing didn't look at him and turned his head away guiltily.
But he thought Xue Lan would mention the one-month breakfast bet. After all, from his understanding, Xue Lan has always been a person who will not give in. So even if he is willing to admit defeat, he is secretly thinking about whether he should cash out the one-month breakfast bet... But Xue Lan did not continue the topic. Instead, he focused on watching the review of the previous wonderful scene that was replayed on the stage because Duan Wenzheng stepped down.
Xue Lan's eyes were focused, and before he knew it, the empty seat next to him sank. A slender figure wearing a baseball cap and a black sweatshirt sat down next to him.
He subconsciously turned his head to look to his side, but almost cried out in surprise.
The man with the brim of his hat pulled down raised the corner of his lips slightly, and before he could let out a low cry, he gently placed his index finger on his lips to suppress the low cry that was about to come out.
Duan Wenzheng!
Xue Lan quickly covered her lips to indicate that she couldn't speak.
Duan Wenzheng sat back in his chair, and the smile on his lips faded. Xue Lan subconsciously glanced at the mobile phone screen that was still flashing in his palm. Although he did not intend to pry into other people's privacy, he accidentally glanced at the source of the information on it, and he remembered what was going on -
The message and call were from Duan Wenzhen's father.
The general idea was just to ask him if he knew he was wrong, and if he admitted it generously, he could go home. Duan Wenzheng's father's old illness relapsed recently, and there was a beautiful fiancée at home waiting for a blind date, and so on...
Of course, the relapse of the old illness was fake, but the beautiful fiancée waiting for a blind date was real... Duan Wenzheng's father did everything he could to straighten him out. Duan Wenzheng naturally guessed that the old injury was fake, and finally did not go home. But on the night he did not go home, something happened...
"What are you thinking about?"
Xue Lan came back to his senses, but his eyes were still fixed on the phone screen in his palm that had gone out, and he murmured, "Do you want to... go back and take a look?"
Duan Wenzheng raised his eyebrows, and that look brought Xue Lan back to his senses: "I didn't peek, I just..."
"I didn't say anything." Duan Wenzheng leaned back in his chair nonchalantly, observing his embarrassed look, and chuckled, "But if I go back, I'll probably be forced to continue dating. Then, let alone playing professionally, it might be difficult for me to even leave the house again. What should I do?"
What Duan Wenzhen said was true. Xue Lan nodded thoughtfully after hearing it.
"He has always wanted a daughter-in-law, otherwise..." Xue Lan was thinking about what to do, when the person next to him suddenly leaned over and whispered in a voice that only the two of them could hear:
"...Can you help me?"