Silence knelt down, and day and night passed.

The candles in the ancestral hall flickered, and the tablets of the ancestors were blurred in the fireworks.

...

At night, Lao Li, the cook of the manor, passed by the master bedroom and suddenly heard a fierce quarrel inside.

"That's my son, if he didn't like you in the first place, the ghost would be willing to marry into your family."

"In front of outsiders, I gave you enough face, and you actually treated my son like this?"

"Special forces, what is that place? That's purgatory on earth, you used to be on a mission, you were shot in the heart, and you almost didn't save you, and now you let my son go to the army? ”

"What's wrong with Xiao Shen liking men, my son is happy, I'm happy!"

"Luo Zhen, get out of here, don't think about going to my mother's bed tonight and tomorrow night!"

There was a thud, something shattered.

Luo Zhen was blasted out of the door by his dear wife, and the door slammed shut and locked.

Luo Zhen's burly body stood in the cold wind of the autumn night, the cold wind was shivering, and the cold air surged up his skin and made him shiver.

Luo Zhen shrunk his neck, the tough guy softened his voice, and knocked on the door: "Wife, open the door, where will I sleep tonight?" ”

"Sleep on the floor of the ancestral hall and accompany my son! My son has nowhere to sleep, and you don't want to sleep too! ”

Luo Zhen wants to cry without tears:...

Turning his head and seeing the gossipy cook Lao Li, Luo Zhen immediately cleared his throat and was affectionate and cold: "Lao Li, don't you sleep so late?"

Lao Li coughed embarrassedly: "Brother Luo, you didn't sleep either."

Luozhen unnaturally don't overdo it, and take it seriously: "The ancients said: There is no one in the courtyard and the moon is bright, and the night frost is clear first." I'm here to admire the moon. ”

Lao Li: ...

In the gray night sky, the moon has already run to play mahjong.

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Kyoto City, Tenwoo Esports Club.

Holding a stack of materials, Tony ran through the training base and towards the captain's office.

"Captain, it's about the same as you think." The little assistant Tony put it down and said seriously, "Luo Shen of the WD team has left Nandu and shouldn't come back." ”

Li Huaiyu nodded lightly, not surprised by this result.

He flipped open a page and read ten lines at a glance: "The support of the WD team must be replaced by purity, you have time to tell Lao Bai, so that he can be mentally prepared." ”

Tony hasn't been in the club for a long time, and he's heard about the white vice-team and the pure, and it's said that the pure, handsome, cool and game-friendly guy is said to be pure, handsome, cool, and playing.

On New Year's Day last year, the White Vice-Team got drunk and took the pillars of the club as pure.

The white vice-team lovingly hugged the pillar of the club, chattering, pouring out his heart, and since then that pillar has become famous...

The assistant shook off the gossip surging in his head, and with sharp eyes, he saw that the book Li Huaiyu was reading was the more than 1,000-page "Ancient Chinese History".

Tony scratched his head and said sympathetically, "Captain, the professor seems to have gotten angry and called several times to urge the draft. ”

The professor was a well-known figure in the literary world and did not admit graduate students for decades.

This year, an unprecedented Li Huaiyu was recruited, Li Huaiyu has both the logical thinking of a science student and a profound literary literacy, and the old professor intends to teach what he has learned all his life.

Unexpectedly, this Li Huaiyu, whose serious profession is actually e-sports, is a part-time graduate student in literature...

The old professor was angry, annoyed and helpless, so he had to call every once in a while to urge the manuscript.

Li Huaiyu glanced at Tony, and his phoenix eyes rose: "What, you want to help me write?" ”

Tony's back was cold, and he smirked and ran away.

Li Huaiyu took a deep breath and continued to read at night.