It's been almost four days since Zheng Chong left.

When it was learned that Zheng Chonghuan had run away from home, the reporters who had already dispersed suddenly swarmed again, surrounding the courtyard of Zheng Guotang and his wife's house.

Zheng Guotang and his wife saw the news......

in the news.

He saw the news of [Family Broken], [Game Killing], and [Zheng Chonghuan is Dead]......

The speed of communication in the Internet era has made the world more and more impetuous, and all media people like to expand the facts, and then take an eye-catching headline and capitalize it.

Zheng Guotang and his wife no longer [accuse the game] of harmful news, but they are more and more disgusted with these media, full of anger and even want to take a knife and stab these reporters to death one by one.

However, they don't have the heart to care what these media say......

Because, they are looking for their son Zheng Guotang.

At first, it was because of the [10 million bonus].

They heard the statements of the employees who worked at NC Entertainment, and also saw Zhang Sheng's annual meeting......

They realized that it was really possible for them to get the money!

Ten million!

In 2011, it was an unimaginable astronomical sum for the average person in a village.

They can't imagine what the future holds for their family when they get this bonus......

Later, because Zheng Chonghuan had been away from home for too long, they began to be afraid, for fear that something big would happen to the child.

In the past four days, they searched for large and small Internet cafes, KTVs, game halls and other entertainment venues in the county, and they even called the police.

But they still haven't found it.

Zheng Chonghuan did not use an ID card, nor did he take trains, buses and other means of transportation, which made the search difficult.

There are more and more words on the Internet such as "Zheng Chonghuan is dead" and "game killing", and countless public opinions are all accusing [Temple Run] and accusing the game......

………………………………

January 29th.

It's getting colder.

The wind outside the house was like a blade, and when I got out of the car, the gust of wind blew on my cheeks and it hurt, as if it would crack at any moment.

Zheng Chonghuan stayed in the Internet café, looking at the dazzling array of mobile games on the computer screen, and the games that were once tempting for people to play all night were completely uninteresting at this moment.

He sat stupidly for more than ten minutes, feeling only tired, tired and sleepy......

He looked down at his hands.

Until now, his hands were numb.

Subsequently, I don't know if I was choked by the smoke or what the reason was, the whole person kept coughing, as if he could smell the sour smell and tar smell at any time.

2 days ago......

He got into a broken van with some of his new friends at the Internet café.

The car drove to an electronics factory, paid them 5 yuan an hour, and worked a day's shift.

That day......

For Zheng Chonghuan, it is unforgettable, and when he looks back a few years later, he can still see the cramped smelly room, the dim incandescent lamp, and the workshop director who urges, wears a mask, and curses from time to time......

Fifteen hours later, when he returned to the Internet café and heard the introduction of those friends, he realized that it was the most unused lead-acid workshop, and the work they did was also the most unpopular process in the entire lead-acid workshop.

"Why do you want to work?"

"Because we can only get into that van......"

"Why?"

"Our ID cards were mortgaged, we couldn't sit on the bus, we couldn't use our bank cards, we could only settle them in cash, and we couldn't get on the Internet ...... regular Internet cafes."

“……”

Zheng Chonghuan heard the voice that was understated and accustomed.

The owner of the voice smoked a two-piece five-day pack of "Blue River", squinted his eyes and didn't look back in the Internet café playing the most popular game in recent years [World War II Vanguard].

His hair was greasy and unkempt, his clothes were stinky, and he was constantly manipulating the keyboard in the tar and dust......

The computer desk is full of leftover garbage boxes, some from yesterday and some from today, and the air is filled with the smell of rot from beginning to end, even if the garbage box is cleaned up, this smell never goes away.

Zheng Chonghuan glanced at him silently, and then at himself again......

Feeling nauseous at first......

But when the feeling of getting more and more tired came to his heart, and as soon as he closed his eyes and went to sleep, he suddenly woke up with discriminatory eyes and scolding expressions.

Then, I wanted to sleep, but I couldn't......

Glancing at the Internet café again, he suddenly realized that he didn't know where to go after he went out, but he could only find a trace of stability by staying in this area.

And then......

He bowed his head.

started to click on the competitive game [World War II Vanguard] like the new friend next to me.

Morning.

The area in the corner of the Internet café is still very lively, and there are bursts of excited shouts from time to time.

[World War II Vanguard] is a game, the feeling of immersion in the game seems to make Zheng Chonghuan feel a lot less tired, and he seems to have a certain talent for this kind of game that relies on reflexes and persistence.

Even the next morning, he felt that this kind of life did not seem to be bad......

He didn't know what it meant to be depraved.

He is a person who is condemned to the bone by morality, on CCTV, and ridiculed, spit on, and despised by the whole country, what else is there who is not degenerate?

He only knows that when he is in the game, praised, praised, and shocked, he can find his own self-esteem, which makes him very close to all players, and there is no inequality and discrimination at all......

It's just that......

Occasionally, when I see that in the post bar, in [Temple Run], the global record of [Temple Run] has been refreshed, ranking in the top ten in the world, and there is no Chinese person at all, that kind of unwilling emotion will instantly come to my heart.

He saw that Deng Xiaoqi from his village seemed to have participated in the [Temple Run] Global S1 Competition, and saw a photo of Deng Xiaoqi wearing sportswear posted in the post bar, and also saw the competition itinerary that was exposed.

It seems that although the game was ordered to be stopped, it seems that the [NC Entertainment] side is still holding the game in private?

It's just that I don't know if the prize money is that high......

……

Seeing this scene, he felt that deep in his heart, he was inevitably stabbed.

A week ago, he used to be the master of the game.

He even has the opportunity to go abroad and play a competitive game with overseas players, no matter what the outcome is, this is at least his stage......

February 1.

The day before Chinese New Year's Eve.

He gradually got used to this kind of Internet café life.

My friends all work for a day and then spend two or three days at an Internet café......

When I was hungry, I ate two pieces of fried noodles in the alley next to me, I was thirsty, I had a large bottle of mineral water, and the water in the faucet of the Internet café could also deal with it, and I was sleepy, and I lay down in my position and slept for a while.

The Internet fee in the Internet café is also very cheap, only 5 cents for an hour of night, 1.5 an hour for members during the day, and there is also a charge and ......

Of course, there are some things that he can't accept, and a few friends will do some "petty theft" things, such as stealing mobile phones to sell, such as ......

Although the network administrator is a fat man, but the person is very good, for these people, sometimes they will turn a blind eye, because there is no monitoring relationship, the fat man is at most to cooperate with the guest to say a few words, reminding the guest to keep the money in his pocket......

As one of them, while he won't do these things, he won't snitch either......

Evening of February 1.

The door to this musty-smelling Internet café in the basement opened.

A young man wearing a mask walked over.

The young man lingered in the bar for a moment, then walked into the corner.

It seems that he is holding a mobile phone and turns on the video ......

It was impossible for several people who were immersed in the fight to notice that the young man was already standing silently behind them, just shouting and fighting in the game......

Zheng Chonghuan has gradually become the backbone of the team of this battle game called [World War II Vanguard], and every time he operates like a cloud, he has won more exciting applause again and again.

Time......

It became the cheapest thing.

It wasn't until after two rounds of play, when he happily stretched out his hand, and saw a bottle of drink on the edge of the table, that he suddenly realized.

"Network administrator, you sent the wrong one, I didn't order a drink......"

Zheng Chonghuan subconsciously looked at the network administrator.

The network administrator didn't say anything, but saw a voice sound behind him: "I invite you to drink......

Zheng Chonghuan subconsciously turned his head.

I saw a young man wearing glasses and a mask, I don't know when he appeared behind them, and showed a smile at them.

His companions were also stunned......

They all turned their heads at this moment, and doubts flashed on their faces, as if they didn't understand what this young man was going to do......

"The game was pretty good."

Zheng Chonghuan couldn't see whether the young man was laughing or not laughing under the mask, he just felt that the young man's voice was very gentle.

He had rarely heard such a gentle voice, but felt very close.

And then......

The second game soon began.

Little by little, time passed......

Zheng Chonghuan didn't know when he started chatting with the young man, and at first it seemed that he was playing a game while answering the young man's various questions......

Vaguely feel that this young man seems to be a player who has just entered the industry?

But gradually, not only him, but even the group of them, began to talk to this young man.

In the course of the chat......

They unconsciously say many, many things......

This young man is very strange and quite contradictory, obviously the temperament on his body, including some tones, makes people feel a sense of admiration, as if it is awe? But it's extraordinarily close......

He seems to be a "black household" without an ID card, and he has more and more conversations with his companions......

Gears of Destiny......

It seems that on this day, it gradually opened.

(End of chapter)