Mu Qiu, the network administrator who left the box and returned to the lobby of the Internet café, started his busy work again.

In the short period of more than ten minutes that I helped take over the hammer stone and played the auxiliary, the hall had already been chaotic, and there were guests shouting impatiently at the front desk, and the service bell at the front desk didn't know how many times it had rang.

Hurry up and send two bottles of soda here.

I helped adjust the mouse a little bit over there.

When I returned to the front desk, I helped the two machines renew their Internet time, and one of the old customers of the Internet café looked at Mu Qiu with a resentful face when he was waiting to pay the money: "Hey Aqiu...... Just now, I almost killed five times in a wave of dragon team battles, but the computer was suddenly locked on the screen, and the wave of damage was destroyed by the opposite dough, how do you compensate me-"

Five kills are gone.

The winning situation was wiped out and overturned.

It was indeed quite a painful experience.

Mu Qiu responded quickly: "Go back and add a can of Coke to you, count it in the account of the Internet café!" ”

"Atmosphere!" The old customer suddenly smiled when he heard this, and then looked at Mu Qiu again: "But you keep accounts like this...... When you look back at the uncle of the Internet café owner, can you explain it? ”

The corners of Mu Qiu's mouth hooked: "Don't worry, that old guy can't come once in three or five days, and he can't check it so carefully." ”

Speaking of which.

Originally, the owner of the Lecheng Internet café was indeed his own uncle, so he was also not just an ordinary small network manager who applied for a temporary job, strictly speaking, he was even more likely to be the "young owner" of the Lecheng Internet café - everyone joked when chatting and bragging with the regular customers of the Internet café on weekdays, and he admitted it as a matter of course.

"But to be reasonable, although your Lecheng Internet café is a little small, the business is really good."

Old customers looked around and commented loudly:

"Turning back, your uncle is old, this Internet café lets you take over, and you can make money lying down comfortably——"

Mu Qiu laughed: "When the time comes, I'm hiring two beautiful network management girls to work for me, Meizizi." ”

The old customer showed a sneaky expression between his eyebrows: "Yes, yes, yes, what is the girl doing...... It's okay to ......."

The two looked at each other tacitly.

At the same time, there was a wicked smile that only a man would understand.

chatted a few words, helped charge the Internet fee, and watched the old customer Shi Shiran go away, but the original smile on Mu Qiu's face slowly converged, and the gaze in his eyes became a little deep and quiet.

Shaking his head, he sat down at the front desk, and looked at the computer screen of the cashier for a while, originally wanting to take advantage of a moment of leisure time to sort out the accounts again, but then he found that his mind was a little scattered at the moment, and he couldn't concentrate on doing things at all.

Raising his eyes to look at the work interface on the computer screen, Mu Qiu pushed the keyboard forward, stood up again directly, took Bao Liqun's cigarettes and lighter from the desktop, and walked towards the door of the Internet café.

……

Push open the curtain.

Standing under the eye-catching plaque outside the Internet café flashing with the four neon words "Lecheng Internet Cafe", Mu Qiu lowered his head and lit a cigarette by himself.

The cigarette case was put back in his pocket.

Taking a deep breath of smoke, the deep smoke shredded aroma flew into his lungs in a slight burning, and slowly exhaled a white mist smoke ring again, Mu Qiu squinted slightly with some comfort.

Leaning against the corner of the wall, looking up at the inky night sky and the faint glow of the moon hidden behind the clouds, the young man who is now the "young owner" of the Lecheng Internet café is quiet and silent.

Behind him, even through the curtain of the door, you can still hear the noisy and lively sound coming from the lobby of the Internet café.

Business has been really good tonight.

It also makes sense.

On the one hand, because the Internet café is located near the university, there has always been a large flow of students who come to surf the Internet or even stay overnight.

And on the other hand......

After all, it's almost the finals.

The young man took another puff of his cigarette and watched as the smoke slowly exhaled swirled and rose in front of his eyes, dissipating into the air with the cool night breeze blowing by, and his eyes fluttered.

S-Series World Finals.

Is...... Words that are extremely familiar, but have gradually become unfamiliar with time.

But.

It is true that it has nothing to do with him now.

Thinking of the small talk with the old customers of the Internet café at the front desk of the lobby just now, including his so-called "young owner" title, the corners of Mu Qiu's mouth hooked up a trace of mockery.

With a hint of self-deprecation.

Young owner......

In the future, if you really inherit this Lecheng Internet café and become a small boss of an Internet café, you can indeed make money comfortably lying down.

And who would know that he also once stood on the top arena that symbolized the highest standard of League of Legends e-sports.

But it doesn't make sense anymore.

Just like what he had said to the guest girl in the box earlier.

Now he has no interest in playing professionally.

……

But is that really the case?

At night in the magic capital, the breeze is cool.

Unconsciously, the cigarette in his hand was about to burn to the end, but Mu Qiu was still silently looking at the street lamp that cast a dim light on the street corner not far away, as if he didn't realize it.

Seemingly uncontrollably, he was still thinking back to the half of the auxiliary hammerstone he had just taken over in the box.

Something......

It's really like it's imprinted in the depths of the soul, engraved in the bones and flowing in the blood.

I haven't been involved in e-sports for many years.

It still didn't prevent him from being able to quickly familiarize himself with and control and play such a grass-cut devastating killing rhythm when he got his hands on a "new" support hero like the Soul Lock Warden, who should have been extremely unfamiliar.

Similarly, even if he had warned himself countless times early on that professional esports was no longer the direction he was obsessed with and pursued back then, but in that qualifying game just now...... Every step of the operation, every kill, but still can bring him an indescribable pleasure to the point of trembling.

This is an uncontrollable pleasure that comes from the bottom of my heart.

It's something that can't be disguised or disguised.

You can fool anyone, but you can never fool yourself.

The corners of Mu Qiu's mouth twitched, but the curvature of this time seemed a little bitter.

But, what's the use?

Everything was probably as early as the moment the S1 season finals ended that year, and all the dust settled and could not be changed.

Back in action?

In fact, as early as a year or two after their team fell apart and disbanded, with the gradual rise of the domestic e-sports industry, other professional teams and managers came to him through various channels and methods to throw an olive branch to him, and made the most enthusiastic invitation to him with extremely generous remuneration conditions at that time.

Hopefully, he can overcome the negative emotions of losing in the finals and pick himself up again.

Join a new clan and keep fighting.

"It's just a loss, and it's not even a loss, under such a harsh environment, you also won the runner-up trophy for our national uniform, which is already a record!"

"In the new season, with more effort, there will definitely be a chance to win the championship!"

These were the words of earnest persuasion and encouragement from the various team clubs that came to the door at that time.

Mu Qiu's face showed an even stronger look of mockery.

Overcome...... Negative emotions?

Reinvigorated?

He's not the cowardly guy who doesn't dare to face the reality if he loses the finals, and for him, it's a pity to miss the championship, but it definitely won't be a reason for him to retire completely discouraged.

But he still did not hesitate to directly refuse all invitations and all high-priced signing contracts at that time.

And the reason.

There has never been one-

He played support.

An assistant, who will always need the most is an ADC partner who can be absolutely trusted and fight side by side.

And the partner he recognizes will always be the only one.

So this was his answer to the well-meaning clubs at the time:

"Sorry, my ADC is gone."

"Except for him—"

"There won't be any more partners I'm willing to assist."

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