As soon as Wang Yafei returned to the bedroom, he saw Wei Yushi playing Dota again, and he used Shadow Demon, unlike Wang Yafei, Wei Yushi's Shadow Demon achieved gorgeous data of 11 kills, 0 deaths and 1 assist, Wang Yafei pretended to talk to Xie Ping, but his eyes looked at Wei Yushi's screen from time to time, Wang Yafei saw that Wei Yushi had come out of the power boots, phantom axe, butterfly and black and yellow staff. The number of reinforcements has reached more than 250, but the game time is only more than 30 minutes.

Wang Yafei thought back to the game he just played, what kind of Heavenly Fury Mage was on the opposite line, he had started to make up for the soldiers, but the result was the same as what the uncle said, inexplicably rushed over a soul breaker, and it was a complete tragedy after dying once, basically he had to die when he went to the middle lane, and after dying too much, Wang Yafei chose to run to the jungle, but people chased him directly to the wild area, so Wang Yafei simply gave up playing money, and followed his teammates' butts to kill and kill, but the shadow pressure was crooked every time, A person who has not received a head has become the object of fire every time, even if he hides behind his teammates, Wang Yafei's shadow demon is the first to be found and killed by the opponent.

"Hey, sleep, sleep, just ask your uncle for advice tomorrow, there's no need to ask Wei Yushi at all." Although he wanted to consult Wei Yushi with a few questions about the shadow demon, Wang Yafei finally held back.

But on the bed, Wang Yafei was completely sleepy, he carefully recalled the game he played with his uncle in the afternoon, pondering every word that his uncle said to him, the more Wang Yafei thought about it, the more he felt that the uncle was a person with a story, what happened to the uncle before? Framed by an enemy? Or was he jealous of his teammates and hurt his hand?

Anyway, Wang Yafei thinks that the uncle must be a very powerful master, and it is precisely because of this that he will be victimized - isn't it written like this in martial arts novels? A peerless master was killed, and then he met a teenager and taught him his life's skills to help him avenge his hatred......

Thinking of this, Wang Yafei decided that the uncle must be in this situation, otherwise, how could he change from a Dota master to a sweeping monk, he must have a sad past......

The next day in class, Xie Ping always wanted to find a chance to talk to Tang Zhen, but Tang Zhen didn't pay attention to Xie Ping at all, looking at such a scene, Wang Yafei wanted to laugh but couldn't laugh.

At 7 o'clock in the evening, Wang Yafei arrived at the cāo field on time, and there were still many people on the cāo field at this time, but the school was full of girls, so it was not very difficult to find the uncle from the crowd.

"Hello uncle." Wang Yafei found the uncle holding a small shovel at the flagpole.

"You're good, classmate Wang Yafei."

"Damn, how do you know my name." Wang Yafei was taken aback.

"There are only a few boys in the school, and it's not easy to ask your name."

Although he said so, Wang Yafei still felt that the uncle was a bit powerful.

"Uncle, now you can teach me a lesson." Wang Yafei didn't know what he could learn about Dota under this flagpole.

"If you study so hard, I don't think you will come to the school." Uncle laughed.

"I also work so hard to study, but God doesn't fulfill people's wishes, and there is a word that specifically describes me, called talent and jealousy."

The uncle laughed, and he put the shovel in his hand aside.

"Uncle, you have a good shovel, attack and defend." Wang Yafei looked at the shovel and said,

"That is, life depends on this shovel, but now I don't talk about shovels, I already know your name, so I'll introduce myself, my surname is Ling."

"Well, ice cream drench." Wang Yafei said casually.

"That's right, it's Ling of ice cream, thanks to you you can call me Uncle Ling."

Wang Yafei felt that this name had a sense of bewilderment.

"Uncle Ling, then you can call me Ah Fei."

"Ha, yes, yes." Uncle laughed.

Wang Yafei walked to the side and picked up the shovel and put a POSE, but Wang Yafei's local atmosphere is quite heavy, and he really doesn't have the feeling of "Ah Fei", but is more like the "Ru" in the young leap soil.

"Put it on, don't hurt your hand, this shovel is easy to scratch, my surname is Ling, and I used to be a professional Dota player."

As soon as he heard Uncle Ling say the right thing, Wang Yafei also became serious, he carefully put the shovel aside, Uncle Ling didn't lie to him, there were indeed some small particles on the handle of this shovel, and if he was not careful, he would really scratch his hand, and Wang Yafei didn't understand why Uncle Ling would use such a shovel.

"I have also won a few championships, but for some reason I quit the professional circle, after leaving the professional circle, I became a jobless vagrant, eat meat when I have meat, drink wine when I have wine, eat some vegetables and radishes when I don't have it, and I am still unmarried, but I still have a small house of more than 30 square meters."

Wang Yafei thought to himself that Uncle Ling had introduced all these situations to himself, and he must be honest with himself.

"You must be curious about why I quit the professional circle, and the reason is very simple, my hand is injured, and of course it is not because of holding a shovel."

Wang Yafei knew that Uncle Ling's hand must have been injured in some way, otherwise it wouldn't have been shaking inexplicably like yesterday.

"I don't know when it started, as long as I type on the keyboard or use the mouse for more than a period of time, I will have palm spasms, which is manifested by the constant shaking of the hand, and when this happens, I can't even hold the mouse, so I can't play professionally at all, and even just a few games of Dota are difficult to do, and my left hand is more serious than my right hand, so even if I want to play now, I only move the mouse, and the left hand is generally not used."

Wang Yafei thought to himself that it was no wonder that every time Uncle Ling called for himself to type and call his teammates, but Wang Yafei didn't notice that Uncle Ling didn't use his left hand to make this detail very often.

"Didn't you go to the hospital?"

"I saw it, and said that it was not a disease, it was a neurological problem, so it couldn't be cured, and I didn't think it was a big problem, at least I never made it when I helped sweep the floor of the school." Uncle Ling continued.

Wang Yafei had never heard of such a thing.

However, Wang Yafei can imagine Uncle Ling's pain, a professional player has to quit the professional circle because of such an illness, how painful is this? Wang Yafei is not familiar with the professional circle, but it is obvious that this situation is completely different from retiring when he is old and can't play, just like a player retiring in his twenties due to injury and retiring in his thirties are two completely different things.

However, Uncle Ling's expression was very calm, as if he was telling someone else's business.

"Then Uncle Ling, when did you say goodbye to the professional circle?" Wang Yafei asked cautiously.

"About three years ago, when I was 26, I'm 29 now."

"Ah, you're only 29." Wang Yafei was very surprised.

"Yes, look at the way I look now, 49 too." Uncle Ling smiled bitterly.

"When I first saw you, I estimated that you were almost in your 40s, but when I saw you yesterday, I thought you were in your 30s, but I couldn't guess that you were only 29, so 29 is not very big, I can change my name to Brother Ling."

"It's okay, the little girls here call me uncle, and I'm used to calling myself uncle."

"Haha, it's a popular uncle now." Wang Yafei had just seen the news of an uncle abducting a little girl under the pretext of watching a goldfish.

"After I quit the professional circle, I found a career as a coach, coaching a professional team or something, and I didn't have to play it myself anyway, so I could do this job with shaking hands, but then I quit."

"Why didn't you do it?" Wang Yafei asked, he still has no concept of professional Dota player Wang Yafei, but professional players earn a lot of money, and football coaches also make money, so Wang Yafei feels that being a professional coach of Dota must be a good career, at least better than "sanitation workers".

"Because I criticized a team member, that team member shouted at me that I have the ability to fight by myself, I can't even hold the mouse, where do I have the ability to fight." After Uncle Ling finished speaking, there was another wry smile.

"You can do it, you can do it......" Wang Yafei was also a little speechless, although sometimes when he criticized a player on the Internet for not playing well, he was often shouted at himself by brainless fans, but at this time Wang Yafei also felt that the person who said this should be dragged out and buried alive: "This person is too good, doesn't he know that there is a problem with your hand?" ”

"Of course he knows, but what he said is right, if I have the ability, I will fight by myself, and if I can't, what qualifications do I have to command them how to fight." Uncle Ling laughed self-deprecatingly.

"What's wrong with what he said, many world-renowned football coaches have never played professional football before, and that person has not won numerous awards when he commands the team, the coach is the coach, and he doesn't need to play himself."

"Hmph, at that time, the professional circle was all junior high school students and high school students, and they wanted to be cultured and uneducated, and they wanted to be knowledgeable and unknowledgeable, so I don't blame them for speaking badly. After saying goodbye to the professional circle, I began to gnaw at the old, I said that the level of education is low, I am not, no education, no diploma, nothing but playing games, can only do odd jobs everywhere, sell early, when I am a network administrator, anyway, when I engage in these jobs, my hands will not have problems, but as long as I want to try to play the dota, there will be problems in less than half an hour. ”

"But when you are a network administrator, you also need to use a mouse and keyboard." Wang Yafei asked.

"The amount of cāo is much smaller than playing Dota, when there are many people, it is more troublesome to collect money, and there is very little time to move the keyboard and mouse, I gave up being a network administrator not because there was a situation when I was a network administrator, but because I don't want to see others play Dota anymore, I want to completely come out of the world of Dota."

Regarding Uncle Ling's thoughts, Wang Yafei said that it is understandable, this is like a person who falls out of love, and is likely to have the idea of completely abandoning a woman.

"So let's start choosing manual labor later." Wang Yafei said after thinking about it.

"Yes, but after so many years of occupation, my body is weak, and it is difficult to do physical work, and in the end I can only do this kind of sweeping work, although it is also physical work, but it is not very strenuous."