The Utopia of the Wastewood Prince

Chapter 38

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"Then, have you ever thought about changing your project?" Li Jiaoyang asked Tong Yu, "Although I'm not very familiar with games, there were a lot of classmates around me who played them when I was in college. There is a chain of contempt in the game, and those who play dota Look down on those who play lol, and those who play lol look down on those who play mobile games... Since you can reach the threshold of professional dota2, wouldn’t it be better to change to a simpler game? And is there really a market for dota2? I only know a lot of lol players Famous players are as famous as stars, dota2 or something, is it too old?"

"What do you know? This is faith!" Tong Yu emphasized, but the moment he spoke, he was confident, and then immediately frustrated, "If I can't even do what I really like, run away There will be no good results if you do anything else. I know playing dota looks old and the attention is not as high as the current blockbuster games, but this is my choice."

Li Jiaoyang asked: "Then do you regret it?"

Tong Yu shook his head first, then nodded again.

He couldn't describe his feelings at all.To say he regretted it, to some extent, he paid a huge price for his youthful impulsiveness, and wasted two years of his youth for nothing. In the end, he achieved nothing, and almost left Shanghai with hatred.But do you really regret it?Tong Yu can't be sure, if he hadn't gone through this experience, maybe he would still be living in his own dream, thinking that he was number one in the world, looking down on those who are already professional players with a lofty attitude, never wake up.

Finally, Tong Yu said, "I hope I won't regret it."

He will grow up, mature, enter the society from school, and gradually stop paying attention to the sports he likes, but maybe one day, when he finishes his day's work and walks tiredly on the road, he will meet someone in the street. Seeing the picture you once dreamed of in a corner, will your blood still be surging at that time?

It will not be known until then. Now Tong Yu has sadly left the professional arena that he has never started, and went to a completely different circle. He still likes games, and he still wants to experience the joy of competition as much as possible.

"So you came into contact with the cute circle while looking at the water dispenser?" Li Jiaoyang asked an inappropriate question.Tong Yu nodded and answered him: "Yes, there was nothing to do at that time. I could only play the second team's training match, but it was basically useless, so when I had a lot of time, I would play the app and download Meng lock up."

In his retelling, Li Chenxing caught a clue: "You have a lot of time? Don't you train hard to improve yourself?"

"Work hard?" Tong Yu smiled, "In the beginning, I really worked hard, but later I found that hard work was useless. I think I have a talent for games, but I didn't know until I got to the professional circle that talent for games is just an entry qualification. Whatever A professional player who is pulled out has a very strong talent, and the awareness of those top players is not comparable to ordinary people, and they will work harder than ordinary people. When I was in the team and caught up with the eve of the game, I watched them play training games. Fill up the whole day, and increase the amount of training for myself after disbanding at night. I took Li Yang to play rankings, and at that ordinary level, he was tired after two or three games. Think about them sitting in front of the computer. How painful is it for ten hours?"

Li Jiaoyang thought about it on his own, and felt that he was uncomfortable sitting in the office for eight hours a day, and immediately felt that the e-sports industry was really a hard job.

"What's more, this is a youth meal. If you can't get good grades when you are young, what will you do when you are older?" Tong Yu continued, "Most people have never read any books. If they can't get glory, It is really worthless to return to social life. It is true that being an anchor can make money, but those who make money are those who talk about it, and not all professional players are so outgoing. So, really It's brutal."

"Hey..." Li Jiaoyang also felt a little sad when he heard Tong Yu's story of blood and tears.But this kind of sadness is based entirely on vague sympathy. He has never experienced this kind of experience, so naturally he can't empathize with it.

"So in the final analysis, I'm just a waste of dim sum who can't do anything." Tong Yu said, "When I left home, I was angry and told my parents that if I didn't do well, I would not come back. Waiting to see me win the championship on the news network Right. It was too much to say at the time, and in the end I couldn’t do it at all. The peak of my career is just to register as a professional player once.”

When this boy in his early twenties tells stories about his past, he always looks more mature than his actual age.

"Not bad." Li Chenxing, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said, "At least you tried hard."

Tong Yu didn't answer his words, but just sighed helplessly.

"Then let's talk about some practical issues." Li Jiaoyang cleared his throat and sat up straight, "You just said to borrow money, who did you lend it to?"

"So you played games together, uh...teammates?" Tong Yu is not sure how to describe this relationship, "There is always someone worse than me, anyway, we fought together at the beginning, help if you can .”

Li Jiaoyang snorted: "You little rascal, you are very loyal. You have helped others, what if you don't pay back your money in the end?"

Tong Yu said: "I didn't think about it so much. Anyway, it's not too much. If you don't pay it back, don't pay it back. They are all people who were kind to me at the beginning, so let's repay the favor."

"Tell me, what would I do if you didn't have a mother?" Li Jiaoyang said, "Why don't you starve to death on the street? How kind is your mother to you?"

Tong Yu rested his forehead with one hand: "Can you stop talking?"

"Are you bored?" Li Jiaoyang said, "If you're bored, help Brother Qiang to screen and screen the pictures and texts of activities. Is it easy for Brother Qiang to support you?"

Tong Yu was helpless: "Who will raise me? Do you want to divide the custody rights first? You, oh no, especially you, is it because of hormone imbalance that causes estrogen to skyrocket and maternal love to overflow? I think you are just a egg that has no love and chat Does it hurt? Let me tell you that you will stop taking advantage of me in the future, the age gap between us is basically a Somali trench, don't always try to sneak into the team of young people, you middle-aged man!" He and Li Jiaoyang There was only a four-year difference between them, but what he said seemed to be a 40-year difference.

"You tell me to shut up? I think you talk the most nonsense, and you don't see what serious things are being said all day long!" Li Jiaoyang refused to accept, "Did you talk like that in front of uncle? No big deal Small!"

A contestant from the big class of kindergarten and a contestant from the small class of kindergarten just quarreled like this.

Li Chenxing on the side said a word.

"Correct, that's the Mariana Trench," he said.

Zhang Chunqiang is also bored at home during the Chinese New Year. Her parents left the country after the first day of junior high school, leaving her alone with nothing to do.Since it’s better to get up and work, the graphic activities of the cute circle are still going on. It’s obvious that the children are bored during the holidays, and the winter homework can’t stop their enthusiasm for creation.After the version of Moe Circle was updated to open the word limit, these chattering kids started writing as expected.

Some are purely brain-dead Mary Su Gouxue Xiaobai essays, some are the spiritual stories of myself and my CP, and some are inexplicably sad short essays on QQ space at a young age.Zhang Yuanchunqiang had to read each article one by one because she had to sort out the statistics. She really didn't know which article she would cry when she read these articles.

In order to prevent her nerves from being tormented too deeply, she asked other people to help her watch it together and score it separately. In the end, the highest score and the lowest score were removed to get the average, which is very fair.

"This is not bad." Shen Yi sent him a link to her, "It's so mature that it doesn't look like a primary school student."

Zhang Chunqiang said: "New here? Where is the sacred?"

Shen Yi said: "How do I know this? But if there is a good writing, it can be regarded as washing our eyes."

"Okay, let me take a look." Zhang Chunqiang lay on the bed and read the article on his mobile phone. It was a short story, only the first and second part were written, and the second part was not yet written.However, the ingenious conception of the story, the grandeur of the writing, and the wonderful suspense made Zhang Chunqiang sit up after watching it.It is absolutely impossible for this kind of handwriting to come from elementary school students. If it is true, then it is really a gifted elementary school student.

After reading it, she ran to poke Shen Yi: "This... doesn't seem like the brainless tonality of our cute circle!"

"Who said it wasn't?" Shen Yi replied quickly, "I think it might be a fairy descending to earth, who will be a gunman for the children of his nephew, niece and relative's family during the Chinese New Year. But the probability is too low."

"I can't guess it." Zhang Chunqiang said, "But the writing is really good, so I have to take the first place."

"You can really appreciate it." Shen Yi smiled, "Primary school students don't like this, they only like to watch the domineering president fall in love with me, it's useless if they don't understand the writing, this is the law of the market, it's a fool money."

"Oh, you guys are in finance..." Zhang Chunqiang sighed, "Your conscience is dirty!"

Shen Yi shrugged, but did not deny it.

Zhang Chunqiang is still reading that article, and he is a little worried about the ending.Before I played it for the second time, I received news from Bi Luo Huang Quan.She was straightforward, and said that she wrote the article herself, and asked Zhang Chunqiang how he felt about writing it.

how can i feelZhang Chunqiang thought, I feel very hopeless.

"Aren't you under a lot of pressure to update? Isn't Han Ying kind?" Zhang Chunqiang said, "You have this spare time to go to the opposite company to join in the fun? Does Han Ying know that you are so arrogant?"

"I know, but he has nothing to do with me." Biluo Huangquan said, "Actually, I asked Han Ying for the first meal."

"Huh?" Zhang Chunqiang forgot that this happened, "Sister, what do you want?"

"You can spread the news that I wrote that article in a vest." Biluo Huangquan said, "There will definitely be many people who will read it, don't you want traffic?"

Hearing the first half of the sentence, Zhang Chunqiang felt that Biluohuangquan was mentally ill. This kind of thing would be a breach of contract every minute.But the second half of the sentence is also quite reasonable, making Zhang Chunqiang sure that Bi Luo Huang Quan is not completely crazy.

"I suddenly felt sorry for Han Ying." Zhang Chunqiang said, "Are you asking God or asking for trouble?"

"Don't worry, I won't trouble him." Biluo Huangquan said, "Han Ying is actually not bad."

Zhang Chunqiang said: "But when he sees Li Jiaoyang, he looks like he wants to fight. I think Li Jiaoyang is already a little idiot, but Han Ying broke my balance line."

"Hahahaha." Biluo Huangquan laughed a series of laughs, "The second idiot is too straight, middle school two, and young and energetic, it is inevitable that the pricks are uncomfortable, I don't like him. But he really has no malice."

"I don't care." Zhang Chunqiang said, "Do whatever you want."

"That's right." Zhang Chunqiang recalled the attack on them before he spoke up. Anyone had reason to suspect that someone with a fortune did it, but there was no evidence.She saw that Biluo Huangquan and Han Ying looked familiar, so she wanted to take the opportunity to ask.After thinking about it, regardless of whether Biluo Huangquan really knew about it, what reason did people have to tell her?

"What's wrong?" Bi Luo Huang Quan asked.

"It's nothing."

"Say it, don't talk half of your mouth."

"It's really nothing."

Biluohuangquan sent a pitiful expression over, begging Zhang Chunqiang softly.Zhang Chunqiang directly closed the dialogue window and ignored Bi Luo Huang Quan.She didn't know whether Biluo Huangquan was born optimistic or had a good attitude. Every time she felt that it was impossible for anyone to come to talk to her after being squeezed by her, Biluohuangquan would appear.

Every time it's like nothing happened before, every time I look full of energy and never get discouraged.

This caused Zhang Chunqiang to feel a headache.

What are you drawing?She couldn't figure it out, unless Bi Luo Huang Quan really hated her, otherwise it really didn't have to take so much trouble.Zhang Chunqiang lay on the bed and thought over and over for a long time. She didn't cheat money or sex, and she didn't even leave a hole when she quit the circle. Isn't she so lingering?

What she didn't expect was that Bi Luo Huang Quan's obsession was deeper than she imagined.At the end of the Spring Festival holiday, Li Jiaoyang brought a miraculous news to the small group of three of them.

Why is it amazing?Because this matter has nothing to do with their work content.

"I have a friend who asked me about Two-dimensional." Li Jiaoyang said this.He usually says "my friend", which means that he is just an acquaintance.

Shen Yi and Zhang Chunqiang jumped out together, and asked in surprise: "Consulting with you about Two-dimensional? Are you looking for a trap?"

"What's the matter with you two?" Li Jiaoyang said, "I'm a scammer in your eyes, but in the eyes of the three-dimensional investment man, I'm a two-dimensional expert, okay? I'll fool them with just some flirty words .What do you think is the difference between Two-dimensional and three-dimensional? Let me tell you, it’s the two knives I’m bluffing and bragging about!”

"Come on." Shen Yi stopped him from bragging, "What's the matter?"

"The other party is engaged in film and television, and there is a project to start this year." Li Jiaoyang said, "And then, this is their key project, which needs pre-heating. Because of the special attributes of this novel, they just want to play Two-dimensional Market, but because they don’t have any special understanding of this area internally, they don’t have a clue about marketing and publicity. They found me through various matchmaking and asked me to give me an idea. If it’s ok, you can teach us part of it. I thought about it, isn't this the old business of the two elders?"

"The last sentence is the key point." Zhang Chunqiang said, "Specifically?"

"Brother Qiang, this person is quite related to you." Li Jiaoyang said slyly, "The original book is "Flower Like a Dream" by Bi Luo Huang Quan, have you read it?"

"I've seen it." Zhang Chunqiang was not too surprised, and only asked concerned, "But this is a danmei, did you change the brotherhood or directly change the BG?"

"How did I know, they just mentioned it to me." Li Jiaoyang didn't understand their ways.

Shen Yi said, "How much can they give?"

"Damn, little bird, aren't you too superficial?" Li Jiaoyang said, "But I like it."

"Die." Shen Yi said.

Li Jiaoyang said: "30 yuan, only for the Two-dimensional piece, and the materials don't need much, what are you two planning to do? Can you pretend to be aggressive and have some spare time?" After he finished speaking, Shen Yi and Zhang Chunqiang both He remained silent, and asked a little nervously, "Is 30 too little?"

"Stop it!" Zhang Chunqiang said, "I'll take this job!"