5,000 yuan, which is not a small amount for Meng Chun and those brothers who have no money to access the Internet at the end of the semester. So, Meng Chun began to pull people on his side, and he also began to pull people on the other side, and they all found guarantees.

On Meng Chun's side, "Winter" vouched for the person who bore the cause and effect of the grievance situation, and on the other side, he also found a more reputable old player who often mixed with "True Three" to vouch.

The first time he fought a grievance situation involving so much money, Meng Chun was still a little uneasy at first. "Winter" encouraged him, saying, "Take advantage of your youth." To this end, they also took time out to practice some new tactics, and did a good job of secrecy to the outside world, and tried not to have accidents.

But in the end, the accident happened.

After the game started, everything went according to plan, but Meng Chun's side played a little hard, and there was always a feeling that the intention was to be snooped on by the other party in advance. Every time I exert force, it seems to hit cotton.

After falling into the downwind, Meng Chun and several teammates were very impatient, and they shouted crookedly, shouting "hit this, hit that". Meng Chun felt a little strange in his heart, "Winter" usually talks crookedly and rudely, but he didn't say a word today. Meng Chun didn't ask, maybe it was too cold. He didn't say it, Meng Chun felt that he could just concentrate, but he didn't expect that there would be something later.

Meng Chun and the five of them said that they would dismantle the grain together, and just halfway through, the hero on the opposite side came over to sleep, there was a lamp there, and they slept on four. Meng Chun's side was wiped out. Directly on the opposite side, all the way to the barracks, Meng Chun was killed in the back, and in the end, Meng Chun and the others lost.

Meng Chun's bitter master who played the grievance game didn't say anything, and happily transferred 5,000 yuan to the opposite account. Said to Meng Chun and the others: "It's okay, if you lose, you will lose." But Meng Chun was really upset in his heart. This game lost very strangely, "Winter" played Zhang Fei, and he didn't play at all level.

After playing this game, Meng Chun was in a bad mood, so he told "Winter" that he had gone down. "Winter" just "um" for a while, and then there is no response. Meng Chun thought that he had lost the grievance game and was angry. Meng Chun didn't say anything, he knew that Meng Chun would go down at this time in winter.

Meng Chunzheng wanted to go to class, so he was about to retire crookedly out of the Internet café. Just when he was about to enter the school gate in the dark, a classmate called to tell Meng Chun that there was an activity in the school and that the class had been temporarily canceled. Usually, this class is taught by one of the "Four Famous Catches" of Meng Chun's school, and Meng Chun does not dare not go to the roll call in every class. This time, I heard that I don't have to go to class, Meng Chun's mood is good! Meng Chun thought, then just continue to play with "winter".

Meng Chun hurriedly returned to the Internet café, did not log in to the game first, but went on crookedly first, intending to surprise "winter".

After Meng Chun went up, he saw that "winter" was still there, but he didn't build it crookedly in Meng Chun, but the crookedness of an unknown "dragon soul fighting tiger". Why is it so familiar? Meng Chun was stunned for a moment, and suddenly remembered, wasn't this the guild on the other side of the grievance bureau just now? How could "winter" be inside? Meng Chun went in without saying a word, and there were more than 10 people inside.

They only said a few words, and Meng Chun couldn't stand it anymore.

"Winter, you're doing a good job! Ha ha! The guild leader on the other side said.

"It's okay, you have to remember my conditions!" Winter said.

"The 5,000 yuan will be transferred to your Alipay in a while." The president's tone was generous.

Meng Chun was stunned, really stunned. I was deceived by my dearest brother! For 5,000 yuan, Meng Chun and four others were sold!

"Haha!" Meng Chun suddenly laughed out loud in the crooked: "Winter, good! Your! Yes! I, Meng Chun, am a basket, and I can't afford to pay a big hand like you! Bye! Meng Chun directly retired crookedly and deleted his friend, without giving him any chance to explain, and he couldn't explain anything. Because there's the thing.

Meng Chun thought that he was the "True Three" that he learned with "Winter", and the phrase "No Brothers, No Three Kingdoms" was also told to him by "Winter". For many days and nights, Meng Chun and "Winter" practiced their skills together. Because the economy in the "winter" is relatively tight, Meng Chun would rather starve himself than let his brother who plays games with him suffer a little grievance. Who would have thought that he was not as good as 5,000 yuan in the other party's heart!

Since then, Meng Chun has had no contact with "Winter". He was disheartened and completely abandoned the game "True Three". In the days that followed, plug-ins were rampant in "True Three", and Meng Chun cut off the idea of returning to the game. However, Meng Chun will still inadvertently recall the days when he struggled with those brothers in "True Three".

After listening to Meng Chun's story, Zhao Weiyang really didn't know how to comfort him. Meng Chun's knot can't be solved, and his enthusiasm and talent in e-sports, as well as his hard work, have been wasted.

On the train, Zhao Weiyang and Meng Chun turned their eyes to the window at the same time. Outside, it was a dark wilderness, and the weather was cold and there was no light at all.

At 6:02 in the morning, Zhao Weiyang and Meng Chun came to Quancheng Railway Station. At this time, it was still early, and although it was half past six when I walked out of the platform, half of the day in Quancheng was still gray. There was a light rain outside the station, dotted with stars, and the umbrella was a bit grand, and it was a little cold if the umbrella rain fell into the neck.

It's just February, but most of the winter has suffocated all the deciduous trees, causing their trunks to be a little green. I was in the car all the time, and from south to north, the air seemed drier and drier, even when it was raining.

Zhao Weiyang dragged his suitcase and stood in the square in front of the station, Meng Chun carried a lonely bag of his own, took out a cigarette and stuffed it back, and took a deep breath. Zhao Weiyang also took a deep breath, as if he could see countless cool negative oxygen ions happily jumping up and down in the lungs of the two. In the end, Meng Chun still didn't hold back his addiction to smoking, he still lit a cigarette, and then spit out the smoke very chicly, no matter how you look at it, it looks like a meaningful ceremony.

The city is only waking up a fifth. Although the station square is chaotic, these early risers, driving taxis, riding tricycles and e-bikes, and pushing simple food trucks selling breakfast, gather here from all corners of the city. There are also owners and waiters of large and small hotels, selling and soliciting customers. If you want special services, you can talk about it privately, but because the weather is bad and there are too few guests, they are generally irritable, and they have to stomp their feet for no reason, and the water in the low-lying places of the square splashes everywhere. Zhao Weiyang picked a blue taxi. The driver was a young man in his early twenties, who was dozing off on the window, his right arm with his head paddled out of the window, his five fingers naturally drooping, and the raindrops rolled from his hands to his fingers, falling in a string in the middle of the day.

Meng Chun sighed again: "This is youth!" ”

(End of chapter)