Jiang Xun's Weibo was registered ten years ago. Gu Weigang clicked into it, and the first one was the team's Weibo reposted, which was a clip of the wonderful moments of TMW's previous game. At the beginning of the video, five members of the TMW team boarded the podium of the World Championship and won the highest honor of the game.
The Jiang Xun in the video clip is the Jiang Xun who Gu Wei is familiar with. With a headset, Jiang Xun quickly tapped his fingers on the keyboard, the screen shook, and the operation was dazzling.
Gu Wei couldn't understand the operation, but he could see the carnival of a group of people in the comments.
Fan Xun 1: Damn it, the gun at 9 minutes and 30 seconds is absolutely dead. I want to learn from God. I want to learn.
Fan Xun 2: How many MVPs has Jiang Xun won this season
Fan Xun 3: No way, big brother Niu x, I have to go back and read it again.
Seeking powder 4: Big brother closes his knees.
Gu Wei scrolled further down. Jiang Xun's Weibo posts were all about the competition. When the practice match was scheduled, and when the live broadcast was scheduled, Jiang Xun would announce it on Weibo. Going forward, Jiang Xun would still post some life news on Weibo earlier.
However, when the TMW team was not yet famous, Jiang Xun's Weibo was rarely forwarded and liked. Most of the comments below were left by netizens after they became famous.
Netizens can only see the grand scene of the moment of success, but they never see the words behind the success. The contestant only needs to be bright on the stage, and almost no one wants to understand his growth.
About three years ago, Jiang Xun posted a Weibo—
"Esports, no sleep."
A photo posted on Weibo is of Jiang Xun and his other four teammates. After reading the comments, a few people seem to have stayed up for several nights for training.
Gu Wei laughed the first time he saw the photo. Jiang Xun had a good foundation. After staying up for two nights, he could only see that he was tired. However, each of his four teammates wore heavy panda eyes. After winning a small game, they competed with love for the camera.
Among the five pandas is a dog-like Jiang Xun.
Gu Wei laughed.
At that time, TMW hadn't achieved the fruits it is today, and a few young people were having fun together. This photo, and the one where they held the trophy when they won the world championship, are completely different styles.
Looking back, it was Jiang Xun's Weibo several years ago. At that time, Jiang Xun was only in his teens, which was quite different from now.
Gu Wei unconsciously raised the corners of his mouth, feeling that he saw a different expression pack.
The expression packs in the middle and second period did not seem to be as fierce as they are now.
It felt like he had seen Jiang Xun's microcosm over the past few years through Weibo.
He has seen him with no name, and he has also seen him scolding Fang Qiu.
A message popped up at the top of the phone screen. Gu Wei opened the Weibo interface and clicked on the WeChat message—
[Gu Cai]: How about Jiang Xun, do you think it's okay, the marriage is set.
[Love me please give me money]: It's good, but I refuse.
[Gu Cai]: Why, you really need someone to take care of you because of your problem. The doctor said, find someone to talk to you more.
[Love me, please give me money]: No, I'm fine now, I can't influence him. Affecting the state of the world champion is to feel sorry for our country. You go away, I have my own plans.
[Love me please give me money]: Roar of the Evil Dragon.jpg
[Gu Cai]: Oh, let you get engaged, this has also risen to the national level, so it's up to you.
[Gu Cai]: I'll contact you Aunt Song after I finish writing the manuscript at hand.
[Love me please give me money]: OK.
On the other end of WeChat, Gu Cai, the screenwriter who wrote the script in retreat, looked at the new script file in his hand, and said to himself: "Not much, not much, the manuscript will be written in about two months, and I will return it to you at that time."
It's only been two months, no problem.
The absent-minded Gu Wei believed his father's nonsense, quit WeChat, returned to the Weibo interface, and scrolled down a few more.
Because of the message just now, Gu Wei forgot to change to his left hand, brushing and brushing, Gu Wei's eyelids started to fight, and he fell asleep with the phone in his hand.
The screen of his mobile phone also displayed the interface of Jiang Xun Weibo.
On the outskirts of City H, a Bentley slowly drove into the gate of the villa. Jiang Xun put down the replay video of the practice game in his hand, pushed open the door and walked down.
"Still watching your e-sports?" Song Jingxi said, "All day long, my mind is on your game. The World Championships just finished, why don't you stop for a moment, or let you participate in variety shows, Just relax."
"Understood." Jiang Xun nodded, "I'll go to the club tomorrow, and then go to the variety show group in the evening."
"You just need someone to keep an eye on you and take care of you." Song Jingxi blamed, "Don't let you sell your life to e-sports, how is your chat with Gu Wei?"
"Pretty good." Jiang Xun recalled how Gu Wei lowered his head in the dressing room tonight, with a smile in his eyes.
"Then you stay together first." Song Jingxi nodded thoughtfully, thinking of the scene on a hot search video, and scolded, "You accept your rascal temperament, don't scare people away, then I finally asked you about it."
The violent temper of the Jiang family's ancestors has been fully reflected in Jiang Zheng and Jiang Ying, but when they arrived at Jiang Xun, I don't know if it was because of the change of circles that they became a hooligan and bad-hearted.
Song Jingxi doesn't know about e-sports, but she has seen the live broadcast of Jiang Xun's game. The barrage of "666", "Hahaha" and "It's so handsome for hooligans to beat people" left a deep impression on Song Jingxi. impression.
"What are you talking about again?" Jiang Ying walked out in her pajamas after taking a shower, "I heard that my brother is going to a variety show, why didn't you take me with you, I have a good sense of variety show, and every variety show must be on the hot search ."
"Make a good filming of your scenes." Jiang Xun said, "If you don't think about making progress all day, you know that Weibo is fighting."
Song Jingxi also said, "How many of the more than 20 Weibo accounts you bought recently have been blocked."
Just as Jiang Ying was about to refute, there was a sudden violent vibration from the mobile phone he placed on the edge of the coffee table. The mobile phone, which was not stable before, fell from the edge of the coffee table and just landed on the carpet beside Jiang Xun's feet.
Jiang Xun bent down to pick up the phone: "Can't you put a little in the center of the coffee table..."
Jiang Xun's words stopped here. On Jiang Ying's mobile phone, a purple app icon flashed a series of messages—
Super Star Rice Ball [your little baby Gu Wei liked Weibo]
Super Star Rice Ball [your little baby Gu Wei liked Weibo]
Super Star Rice Ball [your little baby Gu Wei liked Weibo]
Super Star Rice Ball [your little baby Gu Wei liked Weibo]