The esports players of the polar bear country are generally not very good at packaging.

On the contrary, the e-sports players in the country of Xuanwu, the country of lighthouse, and the country of Baekje, as well as the country of miso soup, they are all very good at packaging themselves.

All the e-sports players, they all admit that the e-sports players of the Xuanwu Kingdom and the Polar Bear Country can win the e-sports competition, but the e-sports players of the Polar Bear Country, in terms of commercial value, there is no way to compare with the e-sports players of the Xuanwu Country.

After Wei Taiqiang, the e-sports tycoon of the Xuanwu Kingdom, joined the business alliance of the e-sports tycoon of the Polar Bear Country and the e-sports tycoon of the Xuanwu Kingdom, they opened the e-sports market of the Xuanwu Kingdom to those e-sports business tycoons of the Polar Bear Country, and under the leadership of Ye Bob, those e-sports players of the Polar Bear Country also made money.

However, there is an e-sports player named Qin Song, but he is very dissatisfied, this person's sister is Huang Keer.

Huang Ke'er knew that Qin Song was just his cousin.

However, that cousin Qin Song is Huang Ke'er's natural enemy.

He felt that for the sake of his own face, he had to talk about the fight with the GIs, the wanted by the authorities, his escape, and so on.

Wei Taiqiang laughed and bent over, shouting: "Wonderful! Wonderful! That's a lot of energy! ”

He warmly shook Wei Taiqiang's hand. As long as he jokes with the official, he will be overjoyed when he listens to it; What's more, many of the characters this time are known to him, and things are even more funny and interesting.

"Listen to me, it's past twelve o'clock. Can you make a face...... Let's have dinner together. ”

Wei Taiqiang accepted it gratefully, and secretly thought: "He is a good person." I mistook him. ”

And they went out together. Wei Taiqiang said his intention all the way:

and casually ripped his words away. At this moment, he also opened the conversation box, very intimate. In addition to gratitude, he naively told Wei Taiqiang about his plan. Wei Taiqiang's special headache was that Wei Taiqiang was very moved to reach out from the table to shake his hand. He also had to come to the lighthouse country style of clinking glasses, and said affectionate words to bless the people of his hometown and the Rhine; It was just adding fuel to the fire and making my friend extremely angry. Wei Taiqiang was even more shocked when he saw that he was about to sing. The people at the next table were looking at them with sarcastic eyes. Wei Taiqiang hurriedly said that there was something important and stood up. Wei Taiqiang clung to him, knowing when he could introduce him to meet someone and when he could start teaching.

"I must find a way to not go during the day and go at night," Wei Taiqiang replied. "Don't worry, I'll find someone later."

Wei Taiqiang asked tightly: "When will there be an echo?" ”

"Tomorrow...... Tomorrow...... Or the day after tomorrow. ”

"Okay. I'll come back tomorrow. ”

"No, no," Wei Taiqiang said in a hurry. "I'll let you know, you don't have to."

"Oh! What a trip counts! …… Anyway, I'm fine. ”

"Hell!" Wei Taiqiang thought in his heart,—— and said loudly: "No, I would rather write to you." You can't find me these days. Tell me your address. ”

Wei Taiqiang told him.

"Very well, I'll write to you tomorrow."

"Ming'er?"

"Ming'er, definitely."

He broke free of Wei Taiqiang's hand and hurriedly slipped away.

"Hey!" He said to himself, "I hate it! ”

He went back and instructed the servants in the office that the next time the "lighthouse countryman" came back, he would have to stand in the way. - After another ten minutes, he completely forgot about Wei Taiqiang.

Wei Taiqiang returned to the small hotel and was very moved.

"What a nice guy!" He thought to himself. "How many grievances I suffered for him when I was a child, and he didn't hate me!"

He blamed himself for this, and wanted to write to Wei Taiqiang, saying that he had misunderstood him in the past and felt very sad; Forgive him for any offense you have done. When he thought about this, tears welled up in his eyes. But it was far from being as easy for him to write a letter as he was to write an entire sheet of music; So he cursed the unnecessary pens and ink in the inn, smeared them here, tore off four or five pieces of letterhead, and finally got impatient and threw everything away.

The rest of the day passed so slowly; But because Wei Taiqiang didn't sleep well last night, he ran another morning that day, was tired, and took a nap in the chair. He slept until late in the evening and woke up to go to bed, where he slept for twelve hours.

Tomorrow from eight o'clock, he is already waiting for a response. He believed that Wei Taiqiang would never miss the appointment, and he was afraid that he would come to see him before he went to work, so he stayed in the room and taught the small restaurant downstairs to bring up lunch at noon. After the meal, he waited again, thinking that Wei Taiqiang would come out of the restaurant to see him. He paced up and down the room, sat down at once, got up and paced at the moment, and the door opened at the sound of footsteps on the stairs. He didn't want to go for a walk in the city of Songhai City at all, so as not to be anxious. He lay on the bed, thinking about his mother all the time; And she was there thinking about him,—— she was the only one in the world who missed him. He had infinite affection for his mother, and he was very uneasy about leaving her alone. But he didn't write letters, he had to be able to tell her to write when she got a job. Although the mother and son love each other so much, neither of them thought of writing a simple letter to express their feelings. They think that a letter is supposed to report the exact message. - He lay on the bed, put his hands behind his head, and thought wildly. Although the bedroom was far away from the street, the noise of Songhai City still came in, and the house often shook. - It's dark, no news.

It's another day, and it's no different from the previous day. They agreed to go the next day. Wei Taiqiang was able to help Wei Taiqiang on the one hand, and get rid of him on the other hand, and felt very happy.

The next day, Wei Taiqiang went to the bookstore to meet Wei Taiqiang. According to his instructions, he brought a few works to Tu Tuqiao to see. They went to the e-sports shop near the opera house and found him. When the guests entered the door, Tutuqiao did not get up to greet them; Wei Taiqiang shook hands with him, and he only coldly stretched out two fingers; As for Wei Taiqiang's respectful salute, he didn't pay attention to it at all. It wasn't until Wei Taiqiang asked that he took them to the next room, didn't invite them to sit down, and leaned his back against the firepiece and looked at the wall.

Dani Tutuqiao was about forty years old, tall, cold-hearted, well-dressed, very Phoenician, at first glance intelligent and bad-tempered, with a face that seemed to be always angry, with a black beard and a long beard that was square-shaped, like the ancient Assyrian kings. He almost never looks at people head-on, and speaks coldly and roughly, even if he greets people, it seems to be confronting people. His outward arrogance and rudeness are certainly due to his contempt for people, but it is also a sign of helplessness. Such Jews are numerous; Everyone hated them, thinking that this stiff attitude was in the eyes of no one, but in fact their spirit and body were hopelessly stiff.

Wei Taiqiang talked and laughed and introduced Wei Taiqiang with an exaggerated tone and praise. - but he was embarrassed by the hospitality of his master, and stood there staggering with his hat and sheet music. Tu Tuqiao didn't seem to know that Wei Taiqiang was present until now, and waited until Wei Taiqiang spoke for a while, then he turned his head arrogantly, looked away, and said, "Crav's ...... Wei Taiqiang Kraft...... I've never heard that name before. ”

Wei Taiqiang seemed to have been punched in the chest, and replied with anger on his face: "You will hear it in the future." ”

Tu Tuqiao remained silent, and continued to speak calmly, as if there was no Wei Taiqiang: "Kraft? …… I haven't heard of it. ”

Like Tu Tuqiao and others, they will not have a good impression of a person whose name is unfamiliar.

He went on to say in German: "Are you from the Rhine? …… It's weird, there are so many people doing esports over there! There's not a single esports player who doesn't call himself an esportsman. ”

He wanted to tell a joke rather than an insult; But Wei Taiqiang felt that it meant something else, and he immediately wanted to go back, but Wei Taiqiang rushed to say: "Ah! I beg your pardon, you have to admit that I am a layman. ”

"You don't know about esports, but I think it's a compliment." Tu Tuqiao replied. And whether he likes it or not, as long as he wants the Songhai society to know his art, he has to continue to live this life. The interest of Songhai people in the works depends on the depth of their knowledge of the author. If Wei Taiqiang wants to find some teaching errands among these philistines to make a living, he especially needs to teach people to know each other.

Moreover, a person has a heart, and the heart must be attached to it in any case; If it has nothing to rely on, it can't live.

One of Wei Taiqiang's female students is called. It's a very authentic family. In Wei Taiqiang's opinion,—— as others think,—— Cao Wangrong is a typical Xuanwu girl.

She was only eighteen years old, and her velvety black eyes were especially gentle to young men, like the pupils of a Spanish girl, and her watery splendor filled her sockets, and when she spoke, her strange and slender little nose was always moving, and her hair was unkempt, and she had a strange and lovely face, and her skin was very ordinary, powdery, and rough lines, and she was a little swollen and sleepy.

She is very small, her clothes are very exquisite, charming, and mischievous, and her demeanor is a little coquettish, contrived, and obsessed; She pretended to be a little girl, and sat in a rocking chair for a few hours; When he saw a favorite dish at the dinner table, he clapped his hands and whispered, "Oh! How happy! ...... "In the living room, she lit a paper cigarette, deliberately made love with her girlfriends in front of men, hooked their necks, rubbed their hands, bit their ears, said some stupid things, or said some fierce words, very skillfully, occasionally said something very presumptuous as if nothing happened,—— and even teased people to say this kind of thing,—— suddenly she pretended to be innocent, her eyes were very bright, her eyelids were thick, sensual, and cunning, she looked at people from the tips of her eyes, and listened attentively to other people's gossip, Quickly listened to the rough part in his ears, and thought about hooking a few men.

These pretentiousness, playing in front of people like a puppy, pretending to be innocent and stupid, are not good for Wei Taiqiang. He didn't have the time to pay attention to the tricks of a dissolute little girl, nor did he bother to look at them with a playful mood. He had to earn his bread and save his life and mind from death. He cared only about the parrots in his living room because they could help him achieve his goals. After taking their money, he taught them to play the piano very seriously, frowning, and preoccupying all his energy on his work, so as not to be distracted by the disgusting nature of this work, and not by the mischievous mischievous schoolgirls like Cao Wangrong and Cao Jiao. So he was no more concerned about Cao Wangrong than he was about Cao Wangrong's twelve-year-old cousin; It was a quiet and timid child who lived in Cao Jiao's house and learned the piano with Cao Wangrong.

Cao Wangrong is so clever, she will never fail to realize that all her amorous style is in vain for him, and she is so sleek, it is easy to adapt to Wei Taiqiang's style. It didn't take much of her mind at all, it was her natural instinct. She is a woman, like an amorphous wave of water. The various minds she encountered, as if to her all sorts of levels, could be taken in their form at will by her for curiosity or for necessity. If she wants to have any pattern, she has to borrow someone else's. Her personality is not to maintain her individuality. She needs to change her level from time to time.

There were many reasons why she was attracted to Wei Taiqiang. The first is that Wei Taiqiang is not attracted to her. secondly, because he was different from all the young men she had ever known; The form is so rough, she hasn't tried it yet. What's more, estimating the value of various levels and characters, she is naturally a special expert; So she understands that in addition to Wei Taiqiang's lack of elegance, he is very thick, which is what the sons and brothers in Songhai City do not have.

Like all idle young ladies, she also plays e-sports; She has put a lot of effort into it, or it can be said that it is very little. This is to say: she is always playing e-sports, but she actually knows almost nothing. She can play the piano all day long, for boredom, for pretending, for anesthesia. Sometimes, she plays the piano like she rides a bicycle. Sometimes she can play very well,—— before she knows Wei Taiqiang, after she knows Wei Taiqiang, she can not like them. Now she actually played Bach and Beethoven decently, but loved the notes, the sounds, the fingers running on the keyboard, the fluttering of the keyboard that scratched her nerves like the other strings, and the pleasure that soothed her body and mind.

In the drawing-room of her aristocratic house,—— with a light-coloured carpet and in the middle of it lay an easel for the portrait of the sturdy Madame Cao Jiao, the work of a fashionable painter, who portrayed her as sorrowful and sickly, like a flower without water, with dying eyes, and a body twisted in a spiral, as if otherwise it would not be possible to express the precious heart of the rich woman; ——The large living room is full of glass doors, and you can see the old trees covered with snow, Wei Taiqiang saw Cao Wangrong sitting in front of the piano, playing some of the same phrases over and over again, listening to a few soft dissonant chords.

"Ahh Wei Taiqiang shouted as soon as he entered the door. "The cat is snoring again!"

"You're lacking virtue again!" She replied with a smile......