Chapter 1: The Failed Substitute

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In Seoul, South Korea, in the anticipation of countless teenagers, the female commentator excitedly shouted out the three letters EDG.

In front of the big screen, all five of the handsome men did not leak a smile exclusive to victory, and everyone in the audience was stunned with a unified face, and their faces were full of impossibility and disbelief.

How could SKTT1 lose? That's impossible!

The Koreans in front of the big screen, with their faces like ashes, only made a mockery yesterday, but today they are completely slapped in the face.

The loser was South Korea's strongest team, SKT1, and except for the one in the middle, the rest of them were like ashes, and they knew in their hearts the strength of the team and the weakness of the team.

Faker, who was sitting in the center, had a relaxed face, his face was still full of smiles, and now everyone's eyes were only on edg on the stage, faker silently unplugged the USB flash drive on the USB excuse, and turned around to leave.

When the commentator turned his attention to Skt1, he found that the faker demon king had disappeared, and the computer screen was black, as if no one had come

At Seoul International Airport, a plainly dressed teenager stood in the sun, silently enduring the scorching sun.

"Very good fight! Are you leaving? A young man came over and greeted him as if he said that if there is anyone else here, he will know this person, he is SKT1's mid-laner, faker big demon king.

"I lost! Thank you for your care over the past three years. The young man smiled bitterly, tears of unwillingness flowing from his face.

"The USB flash drive was given to me as a souvenir, and you will always be my mid-laner substitute." Faker smiled, his face full of reluctance. Watch the boy walk towards the airport step by step

Ten minutes later, the plane from Seoul, South Korea to Beijing, China, slowly took off, and Faker stood there, watching the boy's back, until he watched the plane he did take off until it disappeared, and then turned to leave.

faker couldn't help but think of three years ago, three years ago he came like this, three years later he actually walked like this, didn't bring anything, only the small USB flash drive in faker's hand was left, thinking of this, faker's face was already full of tears, "Goodbye!" My only best friend. ”

A week later, a man walked into the noisy neighborhood, obviously out of place, but feeling extremely familiar with the place, and when the boy walked to a vegetable stall, he stopped and whispered, "I'm back......

"You...... You...... Komatsu ...... You're back! The woman selling vegetables hugged Lin Xiaosong and cried bitterly, she didn't let go for a long time, she was afraid, afraid that her child would suddenly break out of her arms like three years ago, suddenly disappear, and then suddenly leave herself.

At ten o'clock in the evening, Lin Xiaosong returned home, and in three years, the environment of the family has changed a lot, no longer a dilapidated small house, but a current community.

There were three people sitting in the living room, Lin Xiaosong's father Lin Shuo, mother Yang Liu, and sister Lin Xiaoyu.

"Are you still leaving? Lin Shuo sank into the provincial road, and the soles of his feet were covered with soot and cigarette butts.

"I'm not leaving!"

"Finally a family reunion!" Yang Liu said with a smile on his face, even Lin Shuo put down the unburned cigarette and showed a long-lost smile, but Lin Xiaosong's sister Lin Xiaoyu looked at him with a complicated face, as if she was really questioning him, as if she was happy, and asked him Where have you been for so many years? Rejoice that he has returned safely after three years,

Because there are a lot of sundries in the empty rooms at home, Lin Xiaosong can only be wronged to sleep on the sofa tonight, for Lin Xiaosong, at home, no matter where he sleeps, it is the same, before nine o'clock, Lin Xiaosong fell asleep.

For three years, Lin Xiaosong was just busy training, and did not sleep more than eight hours a day, some people think that the so-called professional players are just sitting on a chair and playing games, if you stare at the computer for twelve hours, a day or two may not be nothing, if the time is longer, a month, two months or even a year, you will still think that this is a game?

I don't know how long it took, Lin Xiaosong felt as if he was being pressed by something, and when he opened his eyes, he saw that it was Lin Xiaoge who sneaked out to watch TV, and it was already one o'clock at night at this time, which made Lin Xiaosong's face full of black lines, and finally had a good night's sleep, what are you here to make trouble?

"What TV is watching so late, go back early! Don't disturb me sleeping," Lin Xiaosong said unhappily.

"You can't control it! You're going to sleep in my room! Don't bother me watching TV! Hum! Lin Xiaoyu snorted coldly, it looked like you had disturbed me, Lin Xiaosong understood her character, hugged the pillow and went to find Lin Xiaoyu's room, Lin Xiaoyu's room was on the left side of Lin Xiaosong's parents' room, because the girl's door had her headshot, Lin Xiaosong didn't care about the internal pattern, fell directly on the bed and fell asleep.

The next morning, Lin Xiaosong woke up, it was almost noon, hastily washed, Lin Xiaosong sat on the sofa listlessly, at this time his parents had gone out to work, only two brothers and sisters were left at home, usually his parents were at home, and the relationship between the two could only be said to be average, and after his parents left, the relationship between the two was like two pieces of ice, which made people shiver.

At this time, Lin Xiaoyu locked himself in the study, not knowing what he was doing, while Lin Xiaosong sat on the sofa with a relaxed face.

Suddenly, Lin Xiaosong's mobile phone rang, but Lin Xiaosong hadn't answered it, but Lin Xiaoyu grabbed it and shouted, "Who!" ”

Lin Xiaosong smiled bitterly, this sister is a little ...... Tough.

"Say what? Looking for a pine? I don't know! Lin Xiaoyu hung up the phone with a depressed face, and went into the study again.

Lin Xiaosong smiled helplessly, picked up his mobile phone and dialed the number, and said, "The formalities have been completed?" ”

"That's it! But I don't understand, with your strength, why do you have to go back to school? The man on the other end of the line asked, puzzled.

"I don't want to make my family cry anymore!" Lin Xiaosong said word by word.

The person on the other end of the phone was silent, and at some point, Lin Xiaosong had already hung up the phone, and the person hadn't put it down for a long time.

Lin Xiaosong sat on the sofa, looking at the ceiling from afar, not knowing what he was thinking, maybe a peaceful life would be more suitable for him.

"Light rain! Watching at home! I'm going out for a trip. Lin Xiaosong put down the phone in his hand and walked out of the door, regardless of whether the girl in the house had heard it or not.

Maybe he didn't know that after Lin Xiaosong left, the mobile phone on the sofa kept ringing without stopping for a minute, and Lin Xiaoyu, who was nesting at home, chose to hang up one after another, and pressed the red delete button.

Lin Xiaosong walked out of the community and hastily had lunch at a street stall, although it was a little simple, it made Lin Xiaosong feel a little relieved, this was not a dream, he really went home.

Then Lin Xiaosong saw an Internet café, Songyang Internet Club, Lin Xiaosong looked at the signboard that had been renewed, and his body involuntarily stopped in place, it seemed to return to this time three years ago, a fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy was dragged out of the Internet café by his parents while beating and scolding, for which I don't know how many people were watching, and in this onlooker, the teenager opened his parents' hands and left this place alone.

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