Qianye watched the taxi that picked up Yang Qingshan and her father fade away in the field of vision, and finally disappeared into the traffic in the distance on the street corner, Qianye wiped the corner of her eyes, holding a letter in her left hand, which was left by Yang Qingshan, and on her right hand was a passbook, on which there was a string of numbers condensed with wordless father's love.

When his mood calmed down a bit, Qianye opened the letter that had no recipient but was definitely his own, which reminded him of some warm memories.

When Yang Qingshan was studying in college in other places, Qianye, who had just graduated from primary school and entered junior high school, often wrote letters to her sister, bought stamps, and carefully sealed them with solid glue.

At that time, the first thing Qianye did after school was to go to the post office at the end of the street to see if there was a reply, and then he would go to the game room with his friends to play "The King of Fighters" and "Heroes of the Three Kingdoms", even if he was caught home by his father, Qianye would still stay in front of his TV, tirelessly watching cartoons such as "Digimon", "Elf King", and "Soccer Player", while reading the letter sent back by his sister.

It is said that people, if you have a thought, you will feel that there will be more different colors in the ordinary life, and Qianye always feels that at that time, my sister's reply is the most dazzling and beautiful rainbow in his childhood.

Unfold the snow-white letter paper, there seems to be a faint scent of ink on it, and the neat and graceful handwriting catches the eye:

Xiaoye, if you don't mind, I still want to call you a brother, even if in the past few years, you have never regarded me as a sister in your heart, but you have always been my brother, once upon a time, now is, and will always be.

I didn't quite understand why you were so obsessed with online games, and my father and I were disappointed and sad when I dropped out of school. After you came back from loss, I thought that the failures you experienced should be enlightened, games are not life, life can not be games, and only by studying well can you really be worthy of your future.

However, when your father had an accident, you didn't change because of it. I confess that I have an inescapable responsibility for my father's behavior, so I do not blame you for your indifference and hostility towards me over the years, in fact, I have never been able to forgive my own mistakes.

Seeing your father fall, you have intensified, even to the point that you don't return at night, every day on the podium to see you sleeping on the table, in addition to heartache or heartache, how can you pass the single-plank bridge of the college entrance examination and fight out in the thousands of troops?

I know you also want to share your family's worries, and there's no denying that the income you get back from playing games has allowed your bedridden father to be better cared for, but you know what? You're sacrificing your future to earn this money, and my father and I don't feel any relief from it.

That's my previous opinion, my father woke up earlier than me, so he gave a lot of support, as for me, until I went to watch the finals of that city competition, I saw your confident smile on the stage for a long time, felt the warm atmosphere around you, and the mood of everyone changed with the change of the field, looking at the frenzy in their eyes, and the shouts of those teammates on the stage when they were fighting, I suddenly had a new understanding of the word e-sports.

Perhaps, video games are not just as simple as online games, and at that moment, I saw the fighting spirit, the desire to win, and the glory of will behind e-sports. Perhaps, it was really me who was wrong before.

Fortunately, it is not too late to wake up, my father is taking care of me in SH City, you don't have to worry too much, play your game with peace of mind, and hope to see you fight on the national and even international stage.

The inscription was "Your dear sister: Yang Qingshan", seeing this, Qianye's nose was a little sour.

In his heart, Qianye has always blamed himself in his heart about his father's accident that year, but he has never dared to admit it. It is indeed unfair to blame all the faults on Yang Qingshan, after all, life is in the world, the world is impermanent, and no one knows what will happen in the next moment. I am ashamed of Yang Qingshan's matter, Qianye has never mentioned it to anyone, and when I saw this letter at this moment, all kinds of indescribable feelings appeared in my heart for a while.

There is also the passbook in his hand, and Qianye can feel the deep fatherly love behind this passbook.

This money is the money that the family has been treating his father for these years, he is not willing to let the nanny buy expensive drugs for him, but secretly wins the money, because he has no ability to work, he can save more points for his son, maybe what will happen to his son in the future, he is a father who has no ability to shelter his son, so he can only secretly save this amount of medical expenses that should be used on himself.

For his father's love, even if his father didn't mention it, Qianye could empathize with him.

After packing up the letters and passbooks, Qianye took a deep breath, recovered his mood, and went straight to Longteng Internet Cafe.

Today, the list of provincial champions from all over WH Province has been confirmed, which also means that the next strong opponents of the Longteng team have also surfaced, so today's Longteng team does not have a training plan, but analyzes the opponents they may meet next.

is still the same sentence, only by knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent can one win a hundred battles. If you want to defeat your opponent, you must first understand your opponent, after all, there are basically no weak teams in this provincial competition, after all, every team is the best of the many teams in the city competition.

Team and data analysis should be the job of analysts, the Dragon team is not as good as the professional team, not even a coach and team leader, everyone wears multiple hats.

In the VIP area of Longteng Internet Cafe, the task of collecting the game videos of the champion teams of other city competitions fell to everyone in the team.

"This Dawn team seems to be very powerful!" Hao Shuang seemed to have discovered a new continent, and after carefully watching a few videos, he exclaimed.

Wen Guangyuan also said: "There is also this blade team, which didn't lose a single game, and in the finals of the city competition, they completely abused and killed their opponents, and even had twenty shots, this strength gap is too big, right?" Wen Guangyuan gasped as he spoke.

Noisy frowned, in the few game videos she saw, there were also several teams with good strength.

It seems that the next provincial race will be a tough and long journey, which is the same thought in the minds of almost everyone present.

"Wow, girls are so powerful?"

"Who else do you want to solo with her? Don't disgrace our men's faces, okay? ”

"I can't get on it, he just abused a drill five, I'm a platinum scumbag, a yarn!"

Just when the Dragon Teng team was analyzing the strength of other teams, there was a sudden noisy discussion in another corner of the Internet café, and Qianye raised his head and saw many people gathered in front of a booth, full of interest.