On this day, I went back to the university, although I was no longer technically a student at this school, and had only been here for a month. But because I seem to be more kind-hearted, the "wide in and wide out" school gate can still be opened for me.

It's the middle of the semester, and everything on campus is going according to plan. When I returned to my old dormitory, there were still people in the hallway who quickly recognized me, and the first person to recognize me was not someone who had known me before.

", you're Chen Liao! The one that typed "Book Title". ”

His voice was too loud to scare me, and I nodded abruptly.

"You're a legend in this dormitory building right now." Then, at his request, I was forced to sign an autograph and take a group photo, and until the end I didn't know his name, or even if he was our professional. Although I occasionally encountered this kind of thing when I walked down the street after I became famous, it was a strange feeling that it happened in the dormitory building where I once lived.

The floor where I used to live belonged to several classes of the same major, and this morning it seemed that there was a big class, and the whole dormitory was empty. Fortunately, no one made a big deal about it before, and I was able to quietly come to the original dormitory. The boys were very arrogant in the dormitory, and sure enough, people went out to class, but the dormitory door was not closed. When I left the school, I returned the dormitory key to the head of the dormitory, because if they locked the door, I might not even be able to get in.

This year, because I was busy with training and all kinds of strange things, I had less contact with my original roommates, but occasionally I felt a little relieved when I saw them play online, as the game got better and better, and the popularity became more and more popular, they still didn't give up the pit. But sometimes it's weird: even though they know I'm a professional and play mostly for training, they don't ask me to play with them like I used to.

I didn't want to be seen as suspicious, but I still crept into the dormitory, which was much different from a year ago, but I could see the poster hanging on the side of the bathroom - my poster. The poster blends in with the messy dorm room, but it seems a bit glaring to me. I recognized it as a limited edition poster from our team, and it wasn't cheap, and the person on the poster was doing a "gesture that fans might think was handsome, but the person in question was ashamed when they took the photo".

Another noticeable change I noticed in the dormitory was that my original bed now belonged to another person, and although I don't know who this person's last name is or what he looks like, I can guess from the professional game keyboard and mouse on his desk and notebook that he is an Internet addict.

I found a random bench in the dormitory and sat down, intending to wait quietly for them to get out of class. Suddenly, I heard a strange movement in the originally quiet room, and I followed the sound to see an unknown object rolling around the quilt on the bed diagonally opposite. The thing changed its orientation, and its face was facing outward, and I recognized that it was actually a fat man. Needless to say, it's a sophomore year now, and it's past nine o'clock in the morning, which means that when you go to your college dorm, you're likely to see something like this - skipping classes and sleeping in. It's just that this man slept so much that he didn't notice that there was one more person in the dormitory, and I didn't notice that there was one person left in the dormitory.

After a while, the dormitory corridor gradually became noisy, and it seemed that everyone was out of class. The first to enter the dormitory was the scholar, who was obviously taken aback when he saw me sitting in the middle of the room: ", talk about God!" How did you get back? ”

His exclamation naturally woke up the fat man who had been sleeping peacefully.

Me: "It's the offseason, so I'll come back and have a meal by the way." ”

What happened next is easy to imagine, our dormitory was surrounded by people from all over the world because of my sudden appearance, and unlike the previous onlookers who watched me play games, this time it was really for me. It was a pleasant surprise that they kept an eye on me and my game and asked me a lot of details, including how I felt when I lost to the lights.

I also know from them that if I continue to carry out my university life step by step, it is time to study the more troublesome basic courses of the major, and if we don't pay attention to this major, we will still fail the course. The sophomore year also had significantly more courses than the freshman year, and it was also more esoteric, and everyone was envious that I could take a completely different path.

Moreover, "Book Title" has received more attention than a year ago, and there are not a few people who play this game in the whole school, and several classes of our major have even set up a guild to play games together.

I sighed silently, people like them who talk about the game are really enjoying the game, and the word "guild", which has a strong presence in both PVE and PVP, is a bit foreign to me. Then I was surprised to find that I didn't interject much when discussing the campus situation, but I didn't interject much even when they were discussing the game. Before I played the profession, I thought that the so-called profession was a more high-end PVP gameplay, but after playing the profession, I realized that although the profession and the non-profession played the same game, they were fundamentally two things, I played neither PVE nor PVP nor PVX, what I played was called a profession, called a game.

Fortunately, everyone took good care of me, even if it brought the topic to a place where I could fit in. Among them, the most asked question is what are the plans for me and my team at the end of the year, although it is close to the end of the period, they will also find a way to come to the scene to cheer me on.

Although I only stayed in this school for a month, I thought that if I had quietly studied here for four years, I would not have been able to form such a battle.

I had other things to do after the meal, so I had to thank everyone again and again for their attention and support to me, and then I took my leave. In fact, during the whole process, I had a lot of questions to ask, such as when I was in the corridor and saw that the school's e-sports society would hold an inter-faculty competition in the near future, why didn't anyone think about inviting me to participate. Another example is the guild I mentioned earlier, why no one invited me to join.

But this kind of problem can be understood as long as you think about it, everyone is now on a completely different path, I am not even a student of this school anymore, although everyone still likes me, but what I like is no longer "push-up dormitory that student who played well in the game chatting about God" but "professional player carving boat".

People who belong to different worlds, no matter how much they cherish each other, will inevitably drift apart after all, just like the original plan that my photo should appear in the graduation photo of the class, but now they are hanging on the wall alone.