The three players finally arrived at the training room. From a distance, they saw that the others had changed from talking and laughing to being silent, and finally almost moved in one by one.
"What's wrong?" Cui Xuezhi pretended to be surprised because he had never seen this group of people behave like this before, "This nonsense... isn't this a big-breasted, thin-waisted young lady with a voice changer? Is the story going to start to change?"
"...No way." Shen Ye shook his head, but Cui Xuezhi insisted on telling the truth: "I'm sorry, Captain Shen, I don't think you will be able to be sexy in the future."
What's even worse is that the flowers beside him are still whispering like they are chanting, "It's fun to play games with him", "He kept making me laugh that time", "He is a good person who gave me the M24", "He should do it this time" He won't scold me anymore." "It's okay to scold me." "I'm older than him. I can definitely fight back." - Shen Ye rubbed his temples and hurriedly dragged them to walk faster. There was only one thought in his mind: It was a hole dug by oneself, so let it cool down. At worst, it can still be warmed up if it is cremated.
But at that time, when the three of them walked into the training room with the idea of "this wave is stable" in different senses, like everyone else, they inevitably and gradually stopped looking.
The sun shone into the huge training room at the widest angle. Standing there was a strange, tall and thin figure, attracting everyone's attention - so needless to say, it was a lie.
Just like the fierce impression given in the game, he has all his hair tucked behind his ears. Although there is nothing wrong with his figure and face, the matching of his facial features is a bit confusing - the size of his eye sockets looks appropriate, but his pupils are a little too small. In addition, the eyebrows were deliberately shaved off, and it completely became the vicious eyebrow and eye combination that only a villain would have. Therefore, the handsome nose can only add murderous look to this face. Only the M-shaped lips are still a little attractive. Human arc.
Others, such as the pewter gray hair color, the clearly visible tattoos on his wrists, and the blue complexion from staying up late, are all standard features of a delinquent boy. Although he doesn't look very friendly, it seems that there is not much that is special about him.
If there was anything different, it could only be the scars that snaked around the left side of his neck... I couldn't tell what they were caused by.
Needless to say, everyone's gaze was frozen because of this.
—Ghoulish, dazzling, and ugly. It may be difficult to find a word that can accurately describe the visual impact of those scars imprinted on Wang Yan’s clean and slender neck. Some of them even extend all the way to his left temple, which makes him even more beautiful. The look in his eyes was a little more frightening.
If it weren't for knowing that he had no criminal record, probably people would have believed him when he was 8 years old.
Therefore, the surrounding air was filled with eye contact and soul dialogue. Except for the three contestants who retracted their gazes, the other staff seemed to be observing a monster with instinctive doubts.
Could it be that the reason why this high-scoring player doesn't want to show up is because he feels inferior to these scars
- Whispers began quietly, but when everyone was thinking about it, they didn't know that the "monster" standing in the center was lying about himself, but in his heart he was just not surprised by it.
It’s two o’clock in the afternoon—the time when most esports players start training for the day. Wang Yan knew that he should have been sitting in the small training room of the DP team, eating takeout with his teammates and playing ranked.
But the reality that flashed through his mind was that after the game called Fenghua Cup, he and his teammates did not wait for flowers and applause as expected, but were unexpectedly beaten. He was surrounded by ridicules and insults. It would be an understatement to say that he had his clothes stripped off, the words cheating were carved on his body, he knelt down and was trampled on.
The organizer of that game pretended to be dead from the beginning to the end and did not express his position - but to say the least, this was actually a verdict that no one had pronounced, but he was somehow found guilty and had no defense.
What's more, the widely praised, gentle and humble captain of the Awakening Team pinned his cheating on Weibo, which is tantamount to publicly characterization of him. How can he, a foul-mouthed troll, be qualified to refute such a super-popular player? .
So in the end, under that airtight wall that suddenly collapsed, the team boss, as if he wanted to atone for his sins, finally sold all the peripherals and used the money to disband the team with only a few people. Giving an explanation was like asking those who were smashing him with stones to bruise his head to stop - at least, don't smash him to death.
Besides, everyone knew that it would be meaningless to continue operating such a semi-amateur team, so seven or eight young people under 30 gathered together and had their last hot pot meal.
The tripe tasted good that night, and everyone was talking and laughing. Before leaving, most people told him that it was not his fault, but he pursed his lips and had no idea how to respond, and he did not wait for any of them to go to the disappointing place. A cold game account, let alone playing ranked games together every day.
Everything happened suddenly, as if in the blink of an eye, nothing was left in the small and warm training room. Everyone packed their luggage, bought tickets, left Shanghai, and returned to their hometown.
He was the only one who didn't want to go home, so he moved to a hotel that cost 60 yuan a day to stay first. He also submitted his resume to several food delivery companies.
The moment the screen showed that the delivery was successful, there was even a smile on his lips: That's right, maybe you can make more money delivering food.
In the days that followed, besides sleeping and playing games and waiting for feedback from the food delivery company, he also went on Weibo to exchange a few sentences with those Awakening Team fans who still occasionally left him messages. However, not long after, someone beat the food delivery company to it. I sent him a text message, and the opening line was: Do you want revenge
He thought this guy was a pyramid schemer. Just as he was about to post his number on a gay dating website, another message popped up: Let's meet if you want. I'm the manager of the PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds branch of the IS team.
"... I'm still your fucking grandpa." He muttered at that time, never expecting that today, he would really agree to the trial training invitation of this wealthy team and stand in front of these unkind eyes.
However, when those people were forced to come over and nod and greet him, he was not as fearful and inferior as they expected. Instead, he deliberately turned the left side of his scarred face closer to scare them one by one.
He was proud. The shocked expressions of everyone in front of him not only did not sting him, but were the fruits of his victory. But the three guys who just came in at the door didn't express enough curiosity about him. They came over proactively. The tallest one among them even stood between him and the staff who had been sizing him up without saying a word. For a moment, he was a little stunned.
He instinctively looked up at the person, but the other person lowered his head, his eyes were completely covered by the shadow of his bangs, and showed no intention to look at each other. He just moved closer, using his broad shoulders to force his sight to only two sides. A blind spot, like... He didn't want those people to look at him with strange eyes anymore.
He was a little confused and was about to speak, but the head coach next to him greeted him first: "You three junglers are lost? It's slow enough... Come on, let's get to know each other. This is a lie. We will have a trial later."
Wang Yan could only nod his head, and then the coach turned to him and introduced him one by one: "These are the current starters of our team - Shen Ye, a Sichuan and Chongqing hybrid, the noble captain and conductor, the legendary immortal 'Polaris' Master Luo Ye, whose specialty is gay people, you probably know him; Cui Xuezhi, from Zhaoqing, Guangdong, who is the main assault, the gun king of China, the source of all evil, and has the first generation of e-sports wife fans, you should also know him; Qi Ji, who is the main sniper, Anyone who can move can get a headshot, but he is relatively simple. The young master has just started his career and is not yet 19 years old. He is from Zhejiang next door - so you don’t have to worry. We young men all have good tempers and are made of water. You just ask them to stick their butts out no matter what."
The head coach is about 30 years old and has a very easy-going personality. The atmosphere around him is finally a little more relaxed. Wan Yan nodded to them one by one as he introduced him, but he didn’t know if he was still smiling - "Polaris" Luo Ye, "God of War" Juexue, an industry giant, the dream of many people... How could he not recognize it
But after realizing that he was in a trance, he still didn't say much to them. He just lowered his eyes and looked at the last person.
After waiting for two seconds, the other party raised his eyes, showing an expression that seemed to be about to die heroically and let him be slaughtered.
Those beautiful eyes were moist and clear, which made his chest feel tight. He subconsciously turned his face away, not wanting to scare the other party again, but unexpectedly, the other party actually spoke first: "Hello... do you still remember me?"
"..." Wang Yan hesitated, "Do we know each other?"
"I, we played games together." The other party gestured for a long time as if he were drawing talismans before he said, "And... you even scolded me."
Wang Yan was even more confused, and a question mark popped up beside his head: "There are too many bastards that I have influenced with love. Are you...?"
Someone immediately murmured around, but the other party ignored it and took a step forward a little anxiously: "M24...! You said you like me very much and gave me M24 as a gift, remember?"
Wang Yan was stunned and immediately remembered that it was the person with the ID name Fleur (花).
But everything that happened in the early morning of that day flashed through his mind, causing his eyes to sink. He couldn't help but take a step back and distance himself: "...I'm sorry, I had too many dishes every day, and I forgot. "
When the words came out of his mouth, he didn't know what he was angry about. Even though the other person's expression quickly showed disappointment and unwillingness, he also looked away and didn't want to talk nonsense to him anymore. Instead, he asked the head coach: "Coach Liu, try Can the training begin?"
The surrounding eyes once again gathered into a hot spot. The head coach glanced left and right and quickly replied: Well, it's almost time, come here.
After hearing the nonsense, he immediately sat down at the previously arranged seat, as if he didn't even notice that the aggrieved mouth of the person next to him had completely collapsed into the shape of an inverted bracket.
The author has something to say:
Seeing a little angel asking, I realized that I forgot to mention that updates are usually done at night...
If you’re not sure about the time, I’d say 9:30 p.m., but I might have something to do and I won’t be able to go out tomorrow (more details the day after tomorrow~
By the way, I’d like to add that the scars I’m talking about are mainly on the neck, not many on the face, and a little on the temples, which can’t be seen when turned sideways (like on the cover of this article)