Even in the middle of the night, the brightly lit magic capital was still full of people, so much so that a group of 7 people from the FPX team searched for half an hour before finding a decent place to eat, and they were very happy to drink and eat food at the table, and they reached a unanimous opinion - we all abstained.

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In the slightly gloomy basement, the rhythmic sound of tapping on the keyboard stopped abruptly, and Cheng Yi took off the headset and asked without replying, "Coming?" ”

"It's coming!" The young man who pushed the door open was still smoking a cigarette and wearing his usual hip-hop style, but unlike in the past, today he didn't have many words and only two words, and his expression was a little gloomy, he walked to Cheng Yi's side in a few steps, and put a hand on his shoulder as if to comfort Cheng Yi, and also seemed to comfort himself.

Seeing him like this, Cheng Yi shrugged his shoulders and smiled: "I'm fine, Zhang Jian." ”

"It's really okay, Brother Cheng?" Zhang Jian looked at Cheng Yi sincerely, he knew this senior very well, and his eyes were full of exploration and disbelief.

"It's okay, what can happen." Cheng Yi slapped off the young man's arm with a smile as he spoke, and wanted to get up, but he was pressed down by this young teammate.

"Brother Cheng, let's finish this game." Zhang Jian stretched out his finger and pointed to the computer screen and said.

Cheng Yi was stunned, didn't reply for a long time, and didn't make any movements, the air calmed down for a moment, about 10 seconds.

Cheng Yicai said: "Don't fight, it's just a big fight." After he said this, he smiled blankly, as if he was relieved, and let go of something.

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Zhang Jian strode after him, he gasped and looked at the taxi that was about to drive away and said, "Brother Cheng, Brother Cheng, your keyboard, and this notebook, you forgot to take it." ”

Cheng Yi hurriedly wiped away the tears in his eyes, and he said, "Master driver, wait a minute." ”

"Brother Cheng, are you crying?"

"No, it's raining, you should go back quickly." He reached for his keyboard.

"Don't want this notebook?" Zhang Jian wanted to hand him the notebook.

Cheng Yi smiled: "Don't do it, help me throw it away" After he finished speaking, he turned around and got into the car.

Zhang Jian, who stayed in place, watched like that, until the taxi turned, and the rain in the sky soaked the notebook in his hand, and the bean-sized raindrops soaked the word "captain", making it blurry, and the strokes became larger and thicker.

Zhang Jian's hand is a notebook used by Cheng Yi to play professionally for 5 years, this senior who took a break from college to play professionally is different from all people who play professionally, he has a characteristic, that is, he likes to take notes, he uses every single hero against all heroes in the line, regardless of winning or losing, he will record the gains and losses after the game.

It can be said that this notebook is something very important to him, and he doesn't want it now.

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Zhang Jian's mind appeared the scene of the first time they met, and Cheng Yi's right hand on the square table turned the pen up and down.

"Senior, you can also turn the pen?"

"Don't call me senior, call me Brother Cheng."

"Brother Cheng, can you teach me."

"Turn the pen?"

"Hmm."

"Yes, look at it, this way, this ......"

"It looks so simple, why is it so difficult.

"Hey, why are you so stupid."

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I don't know when Cheng Yi and them are getting more and more distanced.

"People are college students, unlike us." FPX assistant Sun Zhong said.

"Brother Cheng is still very good." Zhang Jian retorted.

Sun Zhong: "Okay? What is good, take notes every day? Load, but TM can be loaded, and you know that you will be in the limelight with the coach. ”

"An old vegetable B is standing in position."

"Be quiet, don't say anything."

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"Are dreams more important or am I important?" Qingli asked in a slightly angry voice.

Cheng Yi was speechless.

"My dad said he was going to find me a boyfriend, you listen to me, let's get married."

"Okay."

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"Muxin, the house has been bought."

"My dad told you to come home with me."

"Okay."

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"Mu Xin, you come back to me, if you dare to step out of this house today, don't come back." The middle-aged man yelled.

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"Cheng Yi, if you don't worry, I'll go home, I'll definitely come back to you."

"Okay" she was reluctant, and his eyes were full of affection.

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"Shepherd?" His voice trembled

"I'm sorry, forget about me."

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What are dreams and what are dreams for?

After the breakup, Cheng Yi felt that the world was boring for a long time, and he felt that there was no difference between a beer for 3 yuan and a beer for 30 yuan, and he was very happy when he drank it.

At that time, he knew that he was falling, and he also forced himself, he said to himself, if you go on like this, it will be over, you will go back to your hometown, you can't pay off the mortgage, you are a complete failure, no one but your parents feel sorry for you.

But he felt that it was okay to go back to his hometown, to return to his hometown, to find a hut, to drink beer for a lifetime, and to be happy, and not bad.

What do people live for this life?

What is a dream and can you eat it?

Spend your days in chaos, and you don't know what to do.

Until late one night, his drunken fingers touched the familiar keyboard, and at that moment, Cheng Yi cried.

The next day, he bought a new notebook and wrote on the front page a sentence that they both loved - the pebbles by the lake were side by side, and the colors among the leaves were beautiful and dazzling.

From this day on, Cheng Yi vowed not to talk about feelings without money, because he had the experience of having no money to talk about feelings, and he enjoyed the sourness of being crushed on the ground and then trampled on wantonly, and he didn't dare to talk back.

As for the dream, he has always had it, but it has become lighter and shallower, and he feels that there is nothing wrong with it, he is growing, and everyone will grow up.

Can League of Legends be popular for thirty years?

Cut, who knows.

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On New Year's Day and New Year's Eve in 2019, Cheng Yi felt that his live broadcast was quite smooth on this day, and the episodes behind it were really nothing, he felt that this year was his fastest growing year, and he changed from a boy to a complete man.

Therefore, after the broadcast, he wrote on Weibo:

Tempest Swordman: Have you seen our summoner?

Night Hunter: Yes, but he won't be coming back.

Dramatist: Sacrificed?

Lord of the Shadowstream: No, he's grown up.

Card Master: He's got a new enemy.

Captain: New enemy?

Holy Lance Ranger: Do you need our help?

Master Yi: No, we don't need it anymore.

Darkspawn: Why?

Musou Kenhime: Because, his enemy.

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Cheng Yi's mentality was so good that it exploded, he was killed by the bounty warlock's little mage 101, abused for a full hour and twenty minutes, and the first thing he did after the broadcast was to beat an evil little mage, and then he was removed from the League of Legends.

On January 1, this early morning, after turning off the computer, he did not rush to wash, but stood in front of the window and looked up into the distance, he looked at the stars in the sky, looked at the neon city, and looked at the busy streets.

His gaze went from high to low, from far to near, until he saw a convenience store across the street, and a smile appeared on his face.

"Where the hell is the world full of flowers, and if it really exists, then I will definitely go to ......" humming a song, he walked into the bedroom and crawled towards the double bed of one man.