League of Legends: Arrow of Champions

Chapter 427 [439] Life and Cats

With the advancement of science and technology, the accuracy of weather forecast has also been greatly improved. At least it will not happen in the past when the weather forecast says it will rain and then it will be sunny... right?

It didn't rain this morning, so Xiao Nizi still has to go to military training. As for whether the weather forecast really said it would rain last night, Lin Xuan didn't know, because he found out that it wasn't raining when he looked at the weather forecast this morning. The weather forecast has shown cloudy to showers.

It is also a good habit to correct when you know your mistakes.

Wang Hao didn't know if he also understood this truth. After Lin Xuan sent Xiao Nizi to school, he checked Weibo on the way back and found that Wang Hao had deleted the previous Weibo that said he was going to retire .

Of course, he could delete his own Weibo, but he couldn't delete the memories in everyone's minds and the screenshots in their mobile phones.

The roster for today's trials was announced, and Wang Hao was naturally the starter.

This made many people who were unhappy with him start all kinds of ridicule. This kind of ridicule is somewhat illogical, after all, he did not say to retire immediately.

But these are not important, no one cares about these, just scolding is cool.

All kinds of quarrels and discussions are still going on, but Lin Xuan, the person involved, has no interest in paying attention. He originally planned to go back to school to have a look, but his classmates are still in military training. Not what he wanted, so he went home to read a book.

Xiao Nizi is not at home, you can continue watching "Jin Ping Mei".

Maybe look at something else?

When Lin Xuan was dreaming, Mu Wanli had just squeezed onto the bus.

After the reform and opening up, under the guidance of a group of people who get rich first, the coastal areas took the lead in getting rid of poverty and becoming rich. Naturally, there are many stories of hard work that are so evocative.

The rich people of Oujiang are as famous as its dialect.

Both of these left a deep impression on Mu Wanli - he has lived here with his parents for seven or eight years, and he has never understood a word of the local dialect.

As for being rich, he has never seen it with his own eyes. Although he thinks that every family lives in a small bungalow and drives a BMW, it is considered rich, but it seems that the outside world does not think so—probably because his family is too poor?
He occasionally listens to people talking or bragging, and what he brags is naturally what he has seen and heard, or he is lucky enough to participate in the banquet at his boss's house-the cost of a random family's wedding and banquet here is a huge amount that their family can't earn without eating or drinking for ten years. payment.

Of course, that was before.

According to the current trend, if everyone is in good condition and the team can perform well, Mu Wanli thinks that when he retires and gets married in the future, he will be able to hold banquets in the hotel—of course, money can’t be wasted like that. Half is fine, the hotel is too expensive.

Besides, if you really go to the hotel to do it, the relatives and friends who come here should not be used to it, right?
There is no such thing as casual and lively eating and drinking at home.

The reason why he thought of this was because he saw a classmate from his hometown getting married in his circle of friends, and he couldn't help being a little confused. He should be the same age as him and remembered correctly, why did he get married?
Then think about it again, it seems that there is nothing wrong with it. The married people I saw when I was young were about the same age when they got married.

Their parents were married at this age, and their parents' parents were also married at this age... What about yourself?

Mu Wanli sighed on the crowded bus, holding the suitcase with one hand and grabbing the handrail with the other. The weight of the backpack on his back became clearer. He glanced at the crowded carriage, nearly half of the space was covered by Large and small bags are full.

It's summer vacation.

Many people come here to find working parents, right?
This idea dilutes those thoughts about getting married just now, but it was soon drawn out by an old man holding a baby. How old is this baby?The old man is not old, he looks only 50 or [-] years old, and his actual age may be a few years younger. People who work hard will always look older...

The baby was crying, the carriage was very noisy, and the air conditioner was turned on, but the smell was still strong... He didn't dislike anything, but felt an inexplicable familiarity and peace of mind.

This is his life.

Back to the idea just now, getting married...

He is relatively tall, the sun outside can't shine on his face, others can't see much expression, and no one will care about him, summer vacation, there are always some students who come here to find their parents, elementary school, middle school, high school and even university. Yes, but there are fewer universities.

These scattered thoughts washed away the thoughts just now, he didn't think about anything else, and he didn't think about it again, it was meaningless.

He has never been in a relationship, and he doesn't know whether he should get married now, or whether he wants to get married, but it doesn't matter. How can the family have the money to marry him, and who is willing to marry into their family?
Jiang Yingxue's cold and beautiful face suddenly flashed in his mind, and his heartbeat seemed to stop for a moment.

He shook his head slightly but vigorously to dispel the messy feeling of strangeness.

Heartbeat resumed.

The bus announced an arrival reminder in local language, and he didn't understand a single word. Fortunately, there was an announcement in Mandarin soon, and he hadn't left the city yet.

It's still early.

Some people got off the car, and some people got on the car. The crowded compartment became even more crowded. The sun was shining outside, many people were sweating profusely, and the smell inside the compartment was even stronger.

Mu Wanli saw a young girl holding an umbrella through the car window. She probably wanted to get on the bus. When she entered the car door, she opened the half-closed umbrella again, and then walked back to the bus stop.

If she comes here...

This idea only flashed halfway through, and there was no follow-up.

How could a daughter like her come to such a place.

interrogative sentence.

Declarative tone.

He didn't feel any sadness, but felt that his mind, which had been churning with thoughts, suddenly went blank. He sighed softly, blocked the suitcase with his legs, and took out his mobile phone from his pocket.

Still noisy.

Regarding this matter, from an emotional point of view, Mu Wanli naturally stood by Jiang Jingbai without hesitation. He even used his own account to speak for him, but he did not expect so many people to speak for him.

What he was facing was Wang Hao!

The absolute star players of the LPL, regardless of fame or popularity, are absolutely crushed even against ordinary LPL players.

That's what he always thought he needed to look up to, but he didn't expect his teammates to be torn apart from such a person.

Although he was still at a disadvantage, Mu Wanli was very surprised by the number of Jiang Jingbai's supporters in this incident.

I feel somewhat envious in my heart, but it's not because I envy his popularity.

Rather envy his character.

Before playing professionally, he often quarreled with others in the game. Sometimes he met some bad teammates and took the initiative to spray people.

But not once after playing professionally.

Because if he was replaced by Wang Hao, he would definitely not quarrel with the person who was scolded. At most, he would just block it, but Jiang Jingbai did it for his sister...

What if this happens to you too?

He has a younger sister, but he doesn't play games, so this is unlikely to happen.

What if it is someone else?
For example, Jiang Yingxue.

If he and Jiang Yingxue were in a double row and encountered such a situation, would he dare to tear it up with Wang Hao for her?
Many images flashed through his mind, those who fought with others, those who helped others, and those who avenged his younger sister. He beats very fiercely, and he is not afraid of being beaten. If he is beaten, he will beat him back even harder, so he has some confidence.

However, the muscles of the entire right arm holding the armrest were involuntarily tensed.

Because in fact, I already have the answer in my heart.

There is a sense of shame.

But that's all there is, shame, but no other emotions such as anger or self-blame.

This is normal.

Is there anything wrong?

It is the exclusive right of children to follow their own temperament. When they grow up, they need to consider the consequences.

The bus reported to several stops successively, and the scene outside the window gradually changed, from orderly to scattered, from buildings to old buildings, even the street and pedestrians could clearly see the difference, so that Mu Wanli sometimes felt uncomfortable. This illusion, the bus seems to be going backwards along the long river of time, and time is going backwards in the rising and prosperous land of China.

Or from the coast to the remote inland, to the direction of his hometown?

One stop, one stop, and finally another stop...

As he was thinking wildly, the carriage gradually became less crowded, and then gradually emptied a lot, and there was even an empty seat. After standing for more than 40 minutes, he did not do anything, but continued to stand.

After more than ten minutes, he finally heard the familiar stop. He got off the bus with his bag and suitcase on his back, and the door closed behind him with a "bang".

The heat wave is rolling and the sun is shining.

No one picked me up, but it was already a very comfortable long-distance journey, because there were very few things with me.

Standing on the side of the road, he was in a trance for a moment, about a second or two, but it felt like a long time. He stood in the scorching sun and identified the direction. There were no traffic lights, and he found a gap where vehicles were driving, crossed the road, and dragged his suitcase Bag, into a dilapidated street across the road.

A six-story building that is so dilapidated that he sometimes worries about demolishing his parents and sisters when he sees the news of a dangerous building collapsing.

The reason why he was worried about the safety of his parents and sisters was because after he arrived in Hangzhou and lived in the sky base, he realized that the building where he could say "upstairs" and "downstairs" to people for the first time in his life, it turned out that It's so dilapidated.

The suitcase made a loud noise when dragged on the uneven road surface. If it was in other places, Mu Wanli would definitely feel uneasy because of the noise he made.

But not here.

The thin figure of the young man was carrying a bulging bag and dragging some huge suitcases, as if gradually waking up from a dream and walking into his own life.

Get away from everything that doesn't belong to you.

It was a long time later when Lin Xuan learned about his experiences and thoughts from Mu Wanli, so he actually didn't know what he was doing at this time, otherwise he could probably persuade Mu Wanli, don't be so envy him.

It's not because he has had a similar experience, after all, it's a story that should not be mentioned to others in this life.

It's because if he had a choice, he would rather come to his house with Mu Wanli as a guest, although it's hard to say whether there is a place for him to live.

—but it's better than shoveling cat shit.

Also change the cat litter.

Also wash the litter box.

I always feel that it is simpler and easier not to catch the little milk cat who is staring at me and meowing from time to time to supervise or urge me to strangle me to death.

　Today's update should be almost [-] words, right?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)