In a small rental room, two half-meter-wide desks sit against the wall.

In addition to two computer monitors, it was piled with cigarette packs of various colors.

An unkempt man in front of the screen was tapping quickly on the keyboard.

A Warcraft 2V2 arena on the screen is going on nervously.

Behind the man, there was a crystal trophy on several chassis, and on the cup seat was written in two rows in Chinese and English:

"World of Warcraft Arena Championship 2013 World Championship World Championship Champion"

The words on the trophy have long been covered with a thick layer of dust.

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The man's name is Qin Feng, and after graduation, he took out a loan and partnered with a friend to open a game studio.

Mainly to help some online gamers play all kinds of dungeons and arena points, due to poor management, it finally ended in closure.

The game he mainly plays is a very classic RPG large-scale online game: "World of Warcraft"

(PS: RPG, short for role-playing game, most types of online games are RPG games)

After the studio closed down, Qin Feng and his friends moved into this cheap rental house and lived by making bills.

Finally, last year, my friend found a stable job because of the arrangement of his family.

So now only Qin Feng is still staying in this room.

Many times Qin Feng also thought about changing careers, but when he saw the trophy behind him, he gave up again.

That may be the highlight moment of his life, Qin Feng often laughs at himself like this.

But it is also the moment he is most unwilling to face now.

To others, he is similar to those teenagers who are addicted to games.

But for him, he no longer has the enthusiasm he had for playing games at the beginning.

Now all that's left is tedious, numbness.

Every day, I have to help the boss type the same copy on behalf of the boss, and complete the orders placed by the boss again and again.

For him, games have long been just a tool for eating.

When his friend left, he said to him, "Life is so long, you can't play games for a lifetime." ”

This sentence actually moved him, but he still insists on it.

And there is only one reason why Qin Feng has always insisted on it, that is, the dream that should have been forgotten a long time ago.

When you associate games with your life, when you equate work with games, your initial love becomes disgusting.

Once Qin Feng's fixed gold owner chatted with him, it was a small talk in the crooked.

Qin Feng talked about how he had participated in carnival competitions in the past and won the championship.

Later, he opened a studio and closed down, and then entered the circle of substitute fighting, making money and living ......

All of this is very ridiculous in the eyes of the owner.

The gold owner is just a certain treasure customer service, he places orders in the store, and then goes to the order group to throw orders.

He told Qin Feng that he didn't even know how to play World of Warcraft, and he didn't even know where to download it.

But the amount of orders he handles from him every year is as high as one million, and in addition to the labor and money given to the thugs, he can still make a profit of 60%.

Hearing this, Qin Feng realized that after all these years, he was still only at the bottom of the circle.

For the first time, he began to question himself, and at one point thought of giving up.

But what can he do without the game? Staying in the house all day, plus staying up late, has already had a lot of physical problems.

can only continue to make a mess of orders, but he is unwilling, especially when he remembers the way the customer service laughs crookedly.

So he decided to start a business again, to change from a person who was oppressed to a person who oppressed others.

But after all, it was difficult to do anything, and several opportunities to turn over had slipped away from Qin Feng's side, intentionally or unintentionally.

As the game slowly ages, the feelings in the hearts of countless players have slowly transformed into memories and returned to life.

With the departure of batch after batch of veteran players, batch after batch of thugs who rely on the game for profit enter the market.

Now there are only some scraps left in this game, and there is no longer a huge profit in the mouth of customer service.

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As the sound of the arena victory came from the headphones, Qin Feng took a long breath.

"I've finally finished this order, I have to hurry up and find the eldest sister to get the money, let's have a good meal tonight." Then Qin Feng used a WeChat screenshot to send the order to a WeChat friend with a note called Chongqing eldest sister.

As soon as the screenshot was uploaded, a "ding" sound was heard within two minutes.

"WeChat received 1,600 yuan. ”

This is Qin Feng's income from completing this order, and the fat orders in the 2800 segment are now very few.

However, there are few people who have the ability to complete it, and it will take at least 5-6 days for ordinary players to complete such an order.

For Qin Feng, it can basically be done in 3 days, which is also the only reason why he can entertain himself or the past championship.

"It's done so quickly, I knew that the previous 2800 segment list was thrown to you. I still have a 2400 cents here for 450 points, do you want to play?"

Chongqing's eldest sister then transferred another message.

After Qin Feng clicked on the payment confirmation, he typed it in the chat box: "Don't fight for the time being, I'm living today, I want to rest, go out for some night beer." ”

"Yes, today is still your birthday, for the sake of you who are so diligent in giving me orders, my sister will reward you with a red envelope. ”

"Ding", the eldest sister turned another 88 yuan red envelope.

Of course, Qin Feng chose to accept it gladly, and after receiving the red envelope and sending a thank you emoji, he ignored it.

For this eldest sister who has never met, Qin Feng is still somewhat grateful in his heart.

Although he knew that an order was thrown into his hands after half of the profit was abandoned.

But in the recent downturn in the market, he can still have a bite to eat, and he is already very satisfied.

At present, Qin Feng can usually receive very few orders, and he can only solve the problem of food and clothing in a month.

Staying up in such an endless day, Qin Feng was already planning to give up.

He didn't lie in the conversation with his eldest sister, and today is indeed his 25th birthday.

He took out his mobile phone and ordered a takeout for himself, thinking that his birthday would not have to be shabby, so he ordered a big meal and a few cans of beer.

After finishing the order, Qin Feng sat in front of the computer in a daze, looking at the date in the lower right corner of the screen.

I couldn't help but sigh in my heart, and I didn't know that I was 25 years old.

Looking back at the trophy behind him, it has been 7 years.

7 years ago, I was still a passionate freshman, and I won the 2V2 arena championship with my partner.

Now that he has become a numb game booster, thinking of this, I can't help but feel a little sour in my heart.

I haven't logged in to my game account for a long time.

I was in a hurry, and during the free time waiting for the takeaway to arrive, Qin Feng simply checked his previous account.

When Battle.net prompted him to enter the email verification code, Qin Feng looked a little stunned.

Where do I remember what email password, I have no choice but to go to the official website to find it, and finally log in after a long time.

Character Name: Feng, Class: Stalker, Race: Undead

Two dark green egg knives were held tightly in his hands, and an undead thief with a faint glow in his eyes appeared in the picture.

This is the role I used to be on stage back then.

Click to enter the game, the character stayed in a small village on the big map showing the Doomsday Mountains, Qin Feng couldn't remember the reason why he didn't play this character at that time.

He turned on the social buttons and swiped down in rows, and the gray names could not be slid down.

The friends who used to play with you are long gone, and countless good memories will eventually dissipate.

Open the achievements bar, and the achievements of the past number are vividly visible.

"One shot", "leading the trend", "server first", etc., all made Qin Feng fall into memories at this time.

At this moment, a message pops up in the lower left corner of the screen prompting a friend:

"You're coming back?" An ID was sent by a lawless mage named Sin.

This familiar ID caused memories in Qin Feng's mind, wasn't this the mage who had partnered with him to win the championship in the first place.

"You're a minority? I've been playing, but I haven't played this anymore. Have you been playing?" Qin Feng didn't tell Petty Sin that he was doing boosting.

Before, the two of them were lined up together in a single row in the arena, and they felt that each other's skills were good. Together, they form a combination of thieves.

At that time, their combination was invincible in the high segment of the national uniform, and because of their similar tempers, the two often teamed up together in the arena.

Later, they partnered together to sign up for the competition, and finally won the championship together.

Looking at the azure profession in front of him, the past was vivid, and when Qin Feng recalled the past, he couldn't help but feel a trace of blood in his heart.

"I only come up occasionally to take a look, and most of the numbers are still lost to the boosters, after all, I'm married, and I don't have much time to get on the number. "Petty Sin sent a message back.

"You're all married, time flies so fast, think about the time when we went to the competition together, it's been seven or eight years. ”

yes, it's been 7 years, and they're long past the age when they loved to play games.

It doesn't belong to Azeroth anymore.

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Qin Feng and Xiao Sin talked for a long time, from the past battle to each other's lives now, until the last little sin said to go to rest.

"Bye"

After saying goodbye to each other, they all went offline, and this goodbye was what Qin Feng said to the little sin, and it was also said to his former self.

I can no longer encounter the past.

Hearing about the current life of the little sin, Qin Feng turned his mind to himself, and his heart was somewhat unpleasant.

He picked up a can of beer, got up and walked to the balcony, looking out the window at the night view and the flickering neon lights in the distance, everything was so charming.

The noise from the downtown on the street was obviously ringing in his ears, but it made Qin Feng feel very far away.

This night, Qin Feng drank a lot of wine alone in the night sky.

I don't know if I'm happy for my 25-year-old birthday, or I'm sad for my 25-year-old self.

Qin Feng poured cans of beer into his stomach one after another, until his brain was blank, and then he fell asleep on the bed heavily.

Qin Feng, who was lying on the bed, had a dream, a long, long dream, dreaming of himself on the podium at that time............