Wei Taiqiang, an e-sports player from the Xuanwu Kingdom, has improved the lives of many e-sports players under his banner. Because of this, these e-sports players are full of energy, and these people want to fight against that Tu Tuqiao and Luo Xian at any time.

These e-sports players are more energetic than one another, and sometimes, that Wei Taiqiang They see the competitiveness of the e-sports players under the e-sports tycoon Tutuqiao of the Xuanwu Kingdom, and they are also frightened.

Wei Taiqiang and these e-sports players, one by one, felt more pressure than the other.

That Xuanwu country's e-sports tycoon Wei Taiqiang, because they had to fight against that Tutuqiao, he consumed a lot of energy, and that Wei Taiqiang was very tired.

Because, that Wei Taiqiang wants to organize that e-sports player to constantly fight with Tutuqiao and those people.

The Siamese e-sports player Xue Sai, and the Balfour e-sports player found that their lives had improved significantly, these people they had eaten chicken legs, and one e-sports player after another they could eat eggs, they were simply so happy.

However, due to the day and night esports training and duels, many Siamese esports players, they felt that their bodies were a little unable to keep up.

For example, that Xue Sai caught a cold, he coughed all night long, when this e-sports player lived with Wei Taiqiang to participate in the e-sports competition, that Wei Taiqiang saw this e-sports player working so hard, he was also very distressed, and at the same time he felt that the e-sports player Xue Sai was really a little pitiful.

Xue Sai, these e-sports players, they relied on that e-sports competition to get bonuses, so these people changed their tricks to compete with that Xue Sai.

Actually, this Xue Sai is really a little pitiful. Originally, this e-sports player could defeat that Lei Dong, but because he was not feeling well, he let that Lei Dong temporarily win the championship.

Because Lei Dong and the others have that huge amount of money, their esports team is getting stronger and stronger.

Wei Taiqiang knew Xue Sai's ability, so he provided that Xue Sai with the latest computer.

When the e-sports players under Xue Sai stared at that Wei Taiqiang, that Wei Taiqiang kept distributing the e-sports mobile phone and e-sports computer to them.

However, Wei Taiqiang and the others will not do loss-making business when they come.

Tutuqiao didn't say that, but tried his best to avoid it as a form. He stood next to the chair and leaned slightly towards the crowd, with a smile on his face, a picture of not being sure whether others liked him or not.

"I'm afraid I'll have to go," he said, "but unfortunately I have something to attend to before breakfast." ”

"Stay and have some more drinks, man," Wei Taiqiang said, "it's still early in the morning." A glass of gin to give you an appetizer. ”

At first, the paddy fields were ploughed, and the women and children then planted the green seedlings, and the seedlings were gently slapped into the mud with a three-pronged rake. Throughout July and August, the rain hardly stopped. One night you will hear a rough bird call in the sky, but you can't see the birds. At this time, the rainfall begins to decrease and stops in October. As the fields dry up and the rice ripens, Siamese children begin to play with the seeds of Gong Karma and fly kites in the cool breeze. The short winter is coming, and at this time, Northern Burma seems to be possessed by the spirit of the Xuanwu Kingdom. Wildflowers bloom everywhere, not the same as those in the Xuanwu Kingdom, but they are very similar - honeysuckle in the dense forest, the smell is like the wild roses of pears on the ground, and even the violets in the dark of the trees. The sun hovers low in the sky, freezing cold at night and early in the morning. The white mist that gushes out of the valley is like steam boiling from a giant kettle. People come out to hunt ducks and sandpipers. There were too many sandpipers to count, and flocks of geese flew up from the shallows, chirping like trains pulling goods across the iron bridge. The ripening rice is chest-high, yellow and clear like a wave of wheat. The Siamese people wrapped in turbans rushed to work, their arms crossed, their faces sallow, and their necks so cold that they drooped. There are three blankets on the bed, and game pies instead of the same chicken. After the meal, the campfire burns brightly, and you sit on a log nearby, drinking beer and chatting about hunting. The flames danced like red holly, casting a circle of firelight, and the servants and coolies squatted on the edge of the light and shadow, embarrassed to disturb their Xuanwu master, but slowly approached the flames like dogs. When you lie in bed, you can hear the sound of dew dripping from the trees, like the soft sound of heavy rain. If you're young and don't have to think about the future or the past, it's a very pleasant life. The world of the master became more and more strange, and whenever he seriously talked about any topic, it became more and more likely to cause trouble, so he learned to live an inner and secret life, to live in books, to live in an ineffable inner world. Even his conversation with Cao Jiao was actually a kind of self-talk, because although Cao Jiao was a good person, he had little understanding of what he said. However, the real life has to be lived in secret, which is really depraved. People should go with the flow of life, not against the current. The servants gathered around him and offered him gifts, and he was really a friendly brown face. Tu Tuqiao held a black deer skin, the Xuanwu people brought some sweet meat and a wreath made of calendula, and Babei, who was a child at the time, gave a wicker cage containing a small squirrel. Flory walked all the way back, the big wreath dangling around her neck, looking weirdly funny. On this cold night, the light is dim and intimate. At the door, an elderly Xuanwu man was mowing the grass with a small scythe, while the wives of the cook and gardener knelt in front of the servant's room, grinding curry sauce on a stone slab.

Flory was thinking inside. Often at such times, a person begins to realize the great changes and depravities that have taken place in his life. He suddenly realized that, deep down, he was happy to be back. This is my own home. He lived here for ten years, and every piece of his skin was stained with Siamese soil. The dim night, the old men of Xuanwu Kingdom who cut the grass, the sound of squeaky wheels, and the chirping of egrets, in his eyes, this scene is more intimate than that of Xuanwu Kingdom. He has taken deep roots in another country, perhaps his deepest.

Since then, he has not even taken a return leave. His father died, and then his mother, and his sisters and sisters in the family were all married, and he never liked these quarrelsome long-faced women, and he had almost cut off contact. Now he is in addition to books