The e-sports life of men's clothing

Chapter 720 That tenderness is not his

That happened two years ago, and Gong Yiheng could remember it because Fox was the first person in their team to accept an apprentice.

Although that little silver apprentice disappeared after only playing for two days.

The skins that the fox bought for him were left unclaimed in the mailbox.

Gong Yiheng couldn't help sighing too.

"Well, at that time, the team had just been established, and everyone was full of energy. They had absolute confidence in the championship, and they would play with their accounts when they had nothing to do. Now, all that's left is training."

That brat was right, taking a hobby as a career is risky.

At the beginning, he played e-sports with passion, but he never thought that one day he would be irritable because he couldn't win the championship, frustrated because he couldn't get the trophy, and would be abandoned by the audience and fans because of failure.

If he didn't choose a career at the beginning, but quietly became a spectator and regarded the glory of the king as a hobby, then it would be easy and interesting for him to score higher in the ranks and have a black life with his brothers.

But the reason why faith is faith is that while sticking to it, we have to give up many things.

Gong Yiheng thought about it, let out a breath, and was about to have a heart-to-heart talk with Jinmo who also couldn't sleep late at night, but unexpectedly Jinmo asked him again.

"Do you think I'm a warm person?"

Gong Yiheng: ...

Puff ha ha ha ha ha.

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"Captain, are you crazy? Suddenly asking such an inconsequential question??"

Gong Yiheng's abdominal muscles hurt from laughing, and under Jinmo's increasingly cold gaze, he rubbed his stomach in pain and stood up straight, wondering if the captain had read some psychology books that were not normal.

"Hey Captain, isn't the brat talking about psychology with you? But I do blink when I attack, and no one can notice this little detail except him."

Gong Yiheng fell into the exploration of the game again.

Jin Mo was silent, and lit another cigarette, Yun Xi's words echoed in his head, his blood surged with intense heartache, he took a deep puff of the cigarette, and stomped it out again irritably.

The little evildoer told him that the reason why he likes him is because he used to be his apprentice.

A silver apprentice who has just started.

The little evildoer said that he had no interest in Glory of Kings at first. When he started playing, he was dragged by Cen Ziyan to play two random rounds, but he didn't understand much.

The little evildoer said that at the beginning, he played a Daji sent by the system. In the middle, there was a Zhuge Liang on the opposite side who always pressed the line and came to beat him, but he didn't want his life.

He just harassed her from time to time before letting him go, and he took two heads for letting the water go.

The little evildoer said that at first he thought that Zhuge Liang on the opposite side was too good, but later he realized that he pressed the line to prevent the jungler from the opposite side from coming over, and he let him down because he was a cute newcomer.

The little evildoer said that because of this, she started to play Glory of Kings and began to pay attention to the world in this game.

Because he was warmed.

Yun Xi's master's account is GE, VII.

Yun Xi quit the game after playing for a short time, because his classmate was being bullied, he used to clean up and comfort the classmate, and when he waited for the sign again, he found that the QQ was taken back by Tencent because he hadn't recharged the money.

What Yunxi said was very warm, but Jinmo felt his heart throbbing.

It really wasn't his.

This is a misunderstanding.

The little evildoer remembered his account and regarded him as a warm person. With this preconceived notion, he would gradually like himself.

But he was not Yu Qingsui.

VII is his number.

That master back then was not him.

The gentleness that the little evildoer likes is not his.

(End of this chapter)