"Victory." Two large characters appeared on the screen.

Chen Mo spat out a puff of smoke rings, his eyes staring at the screen, and after a moment's hesitation, he moved his mouse to the word "rematch".

The left mouse button did not click, Chen Mo shook his head.

The upper right corner of the screen shows this sentence matching the game duration, this solo, he actually played for ten minutes.

"It's too slow..."Chen Mo let go of the hand holding the mouse, yes, it's too slow, as a professional player, it actually takes ten minutes to fight against passers-by, and it's not that kind of top-notch game.

"Chen Mo, it's time to play, let's paint some makeup." There was a knock on the door.

"Here we are." Chen Mo replied, snuffing out the cigarette that was about to burn out in his hand.

"Unreal Glory" is a game that suddenly became popular a few years ago, referred to as vanity. It is accepted all over the world due to its novel gameplay and fierce confrontation.

And Chen Mo is the first batch of professional players to enter the game field.

"It's been nearly eight years," Chen Mo recalled on stage, "Eight years ago, I fought the first battle of my career path, and it was also the first battle of the entire Vanity Alliance. ”

"When I had a fan reception, there were less than one-tenth of the people in the audience." He said in a mocking tone.

At the age of seventeen, despite the opposition of his family, he insisted on dropping out of school, just for the ideals of the time. Even though his father wanted to cut ties with him, and his mother forced him to die, he didn't look back. Of course, this is not appropriate for a retirement ceremony.

"Don't even cry." Chen Mo looked at the moist eyes of many of his female fans in the audience, his eyes were also a little sour, he said that he would not be nostalgic before he came on the stage, "If I cry again, I will scold." ”

"Team Chen, don't go!" Suddenly, in the crowd, someone shouted hysterically.

With this "don't go", the scene completely exploded, and many fans couldn't hold back anymore, and tears dripped down involuntarily.

Chen Mo prides himself on being a person who doesn't like to cry, and at this moment, the tears in the corners of his eyes can't be stopped at all. But there is still a long paragraph in the line book, and he must read it all.

"I ...... I said, I'll cry again—" he choked, "and I'll curse." I'm really cl, you guys at clnmlgb are really noisy. ”

He scolded, really scolded, but no one paid attention to him, he scolded so weakly.

"I became a professional player at the age of seventeen, and now, I have been playing for eight years, and I am old, tired, and unable to play." Chen Mo's lines were read intermittently, which made the sad atmosphere on the scene more intense, "The only regret may be that there is no world championship trophy." ”

Chen Mo has been playing professionally for eight years, but it's a pity, maybe he has had a lot of awards in China, but he hasn't won any of them in the world.

"I don't have time, so I can only leave hope for young people with a better future." At this moment, twenty-five-year-old Chen Mo trembled in his heart.

He remembered the solo before the retirement ceremony began, he had many angles to the opposite side and death, but he couldn't operate it, and his fingers couldn't keep up.

"So," finally read the last sentence, Chen Mo was afraid that he would burst into tears if he read two more sentences, "goodbye." ”

With that, he took out the account card from his pocket, the one that had been with him for eight years. Without hesitation, he broke the account card in half.

The audience was shocked, including the staff, they didn't expect Chen Mo to do this, after all, this account card actually belongs to the club.

Chen Mo threw the account card on the ground, turned around, and quietly wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, he discussed with the club owner and handed over all the equipment to the club, but the image of this card had to be torn apart by his own hands.

He understands that he has to say goodbye to vanity, he has to, he has to learn life skills, he has to meet his parents, he has to take care of them, he has no time to play anymore.

He walked into the backstage and didn't listen to the cries of the fans behind him, he was afraid that he would be reluctant.

At the entrance of the backstage, a boy about 1.65 meters old was waiting against the wall.

Chen Mo lifted the curtain, and his steps were not heavy.

The boy immediately stood up straight and bowed slightly to Chen Mo: "Captain..."

"Eh, I'm not your captain right now." Chen Mo's voice was still a little choked, obviously not relieved, "What, don't train?" ”

"I, I, I..." the little boy hesitated.

"Xiaotian, the training match is about to start!" Someone shouted in the training room.

"Come, come!" Xiao Tian responded.

A hand covered Xiao Tian's hair and rubbed it vigorously.

Xiao Tian was stunned, and he looked at the "old man" who messed up his hairstyle.

"Come on!" Chen Mo said. With that, he walked towards the bedroom that was not about to belong to him.

Xiao Tian didn't adjust his hairstyle back, he watched Chen Mo disappear around the corner, and then walked towards the training room.

……

A day later

Chen Mo, a well-known e-sports player, announced his retirement on the evening of May 14, 2023. and personally broke the account card of the first shaman who had followed him for eight years. At this point, all the vanity first-generation professional players have all said goodbye to the arena. Now let's interview Chen Mo's teammate, who is also the youngest player in the active service, Zhang Xiaotian..."

"I think Team Chen is very approachable, he belongs to the kind of person who is naturally familiar with everyone, although he is very fierce in training, but he ......"

The news of Chen Mo's retirement was broadcast on the TV, but this did not affect the movements of the man's hands who were chopping vegetables.

There was a knock at the door.

"Shutong, open the door." The man still didn't stop his movements, still chopping vegetables.

"Dad, it's me—" said the knocker.

The man's hand holding the knife trembled, leaving a cut on his left index finger.

A fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl ran out of the room, ran to the door, and pulled down the doorknob.

Chen Mo's figure gradually appeared at the door, and he said with a smile: "Yo, it's become beautiful." ”

"You are?" Chen Shutong recognized her life very much, and she subconsciously shrank back.

"Mom's genes are really strong, how can she be so slim." Chen Mo wanted to reach out and touch Chen Shutong's face. Chen Shutong fled back to her room in fear.

In the empty hall, only two men stared at each other.

"You still have the face to come back." The man was holding a kitchen knife in his hand, and his left index finger was still dripping blood.

"At least it's back, isn't it." Chen Mo was still smiling.

The man stared at Chen Mo for a long time, sighed, and said, "It's good to come back." ”

He walked over to the phone: "I'll ask your mother to buy a few more vegetables." ”

"Hmm." Chen Mo nodded, they did not continue the conversation, but were silent, one on the phone, the other on the ball.