Wei Taiqiang, the e-sports tycoon of Xuanwu Kingdom, knows that the reason why Huang Keer was able to calm down and play e-sports is inseparable from the openness of Huang Keer's family.

Wei Taiqiang took that Huang Keer to face off against those e-sports players in Baekje, and those e-sports players in Baekje, they found that the female e-sports players in this Xuanwu country had great enthusiasm.

Huang Keer, an e-sports player from Xuanwu Kingdom, has won many e-sports bonuses.

At the same time, Huang Keer's e-sports live broadcast attracted many e-sports fans to watch, and the number of their tips increased.

Because, that Huang Keer can make money, so

Huang Keer's parents are particularly supportive of her, this is completely different from ordinary e-sports players, these people from relatively humble backgrounds, they are like getting ahead.

Huang Keer's parents, as well as Huang Keer's classmates, since they saw the e-sports cruise ship and the e-sports club, their horizons have been relatively broadened.

E-sports female player Huang Keer, she began to become popular, and at the same time, she also led a large group of people around her to play e-sports, and they all wanted to succeed.

These people will open their eyes to the world, after all, they used to be relatively closed.

No one is a fool, since playing e-sports can make money, then these civilians of the Xuanwu Kingdom are like relying on their own training to achieve success.

That Huang Keer's classmates, they joined a semi-professional e-sports organization.

In these places, they learned some ciphers, and they used gestures to indicate some special meanings.

Some teachers at Huang Keer's school, they let their children start playing e-sports, because that Huang Keer has already made money, although that Huang Keer has not yet lived in a mansion, and they have already driven luxury cars at the beginning.

With the funding of that Wei Taiqiang, that Huang Keer took a driver's license.

Huang Keer believes that if these people master the skills of driving, then their lives will be different from before.

After all, that Huang Keer got the teacher's children to the e-sports club and became semi-professional e-sports players, and they had some income.

In Xuanwu Country, everyone is not afraid of hard work, but only afraid of no money to make. Since they have money to make, everyone has taken action.

Wei Taiqiang said: "I was only going to help Huang Keer and others, but I didn't expect more and more people to come, relatively speaking, they also provided us with some talents." ”

Chen Biaozi said: "I found that you have changed, you have become much more confident than before, you are commanding, you are really not a simple character." ”

Wei Taiqiang said: "People will always slowly become mature. ”

But it surged up very violently. The endless flow of time will also be interrupted, revealing some holes, opening wide mouths, and letting you sink in. Tu Tuqiao looked at this situation, as if it had nothing to do with himself. Creatures, all things—not even himself,—— have nothing to do with him. He went about his work and work as usual, but he was completely unconscious; He felt that the organs of life had been hindered and could be stopped at any time. Sitting at the dinner table with his mother and landlords, in the esports club, between the esports players and the esports fans, his mind would suddenly turn to nothing: he stared blankly at the writhing face around him, unable to make out anything. For example, in the middle of those parties at the esports tycoon's house, or when he was playing esports in public, all of a sudden he felt the need to make a grimace, say some wild words, stick out his tongue at the esports tycoon, and once he struggled for a night because he was sweating profusely and his mind felt empty. He's crazy. As long as he thinks of something he shouldn't do, something stubbornly clings to him like paranoia.

So his life was either sown by those crazy forces, or he fell into the realm of nothingness. Everything is like a storm in the desert. Where did this gust of wind come from? What's going on with this madness? The desire to twist his limbs, to twist his mind, from which hole did it come from? It was as if he were a bow, almost broken by a violent hand,—— for some purpose,—— then he was thrown aside like a useless branch. He didn't dare to find out whose prisoner he had been, he only felt defeated, very humiliated, and he didn't dare to face his defeat. He was sleepy and had no ambition at all. Those who do not want to see the embarrassing truth, who used to look down on, now he understands. In these empty hours, he was frightened at the thought of wasted time, lost jobs, and ruined futures. But he did not bother to come to the work, and could only reluctantly admit that the power of nothingness was walking down the street, when suddenly his feet were off the ground, and there was neither land, nor air, nor light, nor himself: nothing. He was top-heavy, and his head was sticking forward; It is not a matter of time for him to be able to hold on without falling. He thought he was going to fall suddenly, and he was struck by lightning. He thought he was dead......

At the same time, I also changed my heart; And this metamorphosis does not always come day by day, slowly: often in a few hours of upheaval, everything is updated at once, and the old body is taken off. In those miserable times, a person thinks that everything is over, but he does not know that everything has to begin. A life died. Another one has been born.

One night, he was alone in his bedroom, with his back to the window, under the candlelight, leaning his arms against the table. He doesn't work. For weeks, he couldn't work. Everything swirled around his head. Religion, morality, art, the whole of life, all became problems at the same time. Since the mind is always collapsing, there is no way to talk about the organization and method; He only scratched a few of his grandfather's miscellaneous books or Vocier's: theology, science, philosophy, most of them in odds; He couldn't understand it at all, because he had to learn everything from scratch; And he never finished reading a book, flipping through this and looking at that, and confused himself, and the result was exhaustion and depression to the extreme.

That night, he was immersed in a state of paralysis in a trance. The whole room was asleep. The windows were open, and there was not a trace of wind blowing in the yard. The sky was full of dense clouds. Like a fool, Tu Tuqiao watched the candle slowly burn to the bottom of the candlestick. He couldn't sleep, he didn't want anything, he just felt that the emptiness was getting deeper and deeper, and it was there to draw him. He tried his best not to look at the hole, but he couldn't help but make up for it. In the hole, there is chaos, darkness. A burst of depression penetrated into his heart, and he felt a chill down his spine, and he was terrified, grabbing the table for fear of falling. He waited for something incredible, for a miracle, for a God......

Suddenly, behind him, as if a floodgate had opened in the courtyard, a torrential downpour fell. The stillness of the air trembled. The rain fell on the dry, hard earth like a bell. In the warm earth like a wild beast, in the convulsions of madness and pleasure rose a great smell of earth, a smell of flowers, fruits, and the smell of flesh that moved love. Tu Tuqiao was in a daze, his whole body was tense, and even his internal organs trembled...... The curtain opened. It's just dizzying. In the flickering electric light, it is the torch of life, the hurricane of life, the madness of survival,—— no purpose, no moderation, no reason, just for the vigorous life!

After the mental upheaval had passed, he fell into a deep sleep, a deep sleep that he had not had for a long time. When he woke up the next day, his mind was drowsy and his limbs were weak, as if he had drunk wine. What had frightened him last night, the gloomy and intense light, still had some afterglow in his heart. When he came, he always Tu Tuqiao was the most unexpected time, just a few seconds, it was completely unexpected, and even when he raised his eyes and raised his hand, the illusion had passed, and he didn't even have time to think that it was an illusion, and afterwards he suspected that it was a dream. The first night was a fiery meteorite burning in the dark, and the rest was just a cluster of light, a few fleeting glimmers that could only be glimpsed by the naked eye. But they appeared more and more, and finally enveloped Tutu Bridge in a continuous, vague dream, dissolving his spirit into it. Under contact, the entanglement became relaxed, and those thoughts lost their ghostly nature. His fanaticism did not diminish a little, but intensified, but it was no longer a dangerous insanity, but the wholeness of life: the body and soul triumphed in their own power.

He saw the world again, as if it were the first time he had seen it. This is another childhood after childhood. It seems that everything is lit up by a wonderful spell. Nature shines with a light spark. The sun is boiling. The sky was as clear as water, flowing like a river. The earth gurgled and exhaled an intoxicating breath. The fire of life swirls and soars in the air: plants, insects, countless creatures, all glittering tongues of fire. Everything was cheering and shouting.

And this joy is his joy, and this force is his strength. He is inseparable from all things. It was up to this point that he had watched nature with a warm and joyful curiosity in the happy days of his childhood, and from then on he did not harm the animals, but he had no sympathy for them; As he walked by, he never thought to experience what was going on in those little shells; He thought of it like a nightmare. — but now everything seems to be clear. Those ambiguous creatures also let out light.

Tutuqiao lay on the grass where everything grows, and under the shade of the buzzing insects, he looks at the busy ants, the long-legged spiders that walk like dances, the anthoppers that bounce in the slanted thorns, the heavy and hurried beetles, and the smooth, pink, white-spotted, soft-bodied insects. Or he put his hands on his head and closed his eyes, listening to the invisible ensemble of e-sports clubs: under the sun, a swarm of flying insects swirling wildly around the fragrant cypress trees, buzzing flies playing military music, wasps sounding like an organ, a brigade of wild bees like bells floating over the woods, swaying trees whispering there, branches waving in the wind whispering, waves of grass blowing each other, like a breeze blowing a layer of crepe on a clear lake, and like a lover knowing the sound of Suosuo's footsteps, gone away.

These voices, these cries, he heard them in his heart. These creatures, from the smallest to the largest, all have a huge river of the same life flowing inside: Tutu Bridge is also infiltrated by it. He was of the same blood as thousands of creatures, and their joy echoed in his heart with a friendly echo; Their forces mingled with his forces, like a river enlarged by countless streams. And he was immersed in them. Intense air rushed into his suffocating atrium, and his chest almost burst. And this change was sudden: just as he was paying attention only to his own life, feeling that it was completely dissolved like rain and seeing nothing everywhere, as soon as he wanted to forget himself in the universe, he experienced infinite life everywhere. It was as if he had come out of a grave. The great tide of life flowed so violently that he swam in it with great joy, letting the current carry him away, thinking that he was completely free. As everyone knows, he is even less free. No living thing in the world is free, not even the laws that control the universe,—— perhaps only death can liberate everything.

But the chrysalis that has just metamorphosed in the old shell only knows that it is happily stretched in the new body; It has not yet had time to recognize the boundaries of the new cage.

The cycle of the sun and the moon has started a new week. Bright days, like drunken days, so mysterious, so wonderful, like discovering things one by one for the first time in childhood. From dawn to dusk, he always lived a life in the sky. Serious things are abandoned. Serious children, for many years, have not missed a lesson

One evening, he was walking beside a wood. His eyes were a little drunk with the sun, his head was spinning drowsily, and he was very excited, and everything he saw was a different face. The soft twilight adds a magical mood to everything. Purple and golden sunlight floats under the chestnut trees. The grassland seemed to emit some shimmer of phosphorus fire.

Tu Tuqiao was moved by her. He leaned against a beech tree and watched her walk towards the edge of the forest. She didn't pay attention, but inadvertently raised her head and the commotion made him unable to breathe. When he got to the road, he stopped to catch his breath. The girl was talking to a girl who had heard her shouting and had run to her; They tucked their fists into their waists and looked at him and laughed.

After he returned, he was locked up at home for several days and did not dare to move. Even in the city, he only went out when he had to. Whenever there was an opportunity to walk through the city gate and go into the field, he trembled and avoided it, for fear that he would encounter that mad breath again, like the wind before a shower, blowing other desires in his heart. He thought that the city walls could protect him, but he did not expect that as long as there was a gap in the closed window that could not be seen, and only allowed a pair of eyes, the enemy would slip in.