Nine years ago, the country incorporated e-sports into sports events, and all kinds of clubs sprang up like mushrooms.
However, at the beginning, the movement received much more criticism than people affirmed it. Parents were so worried about this that they even initiated a petition to ask the country to cancel the campaign. Under the mechanical equation that learning is equal to going to a good university and finding a good job is equal to having a good life, at first, not everyone was willing to gamble on his life's fate to participate in e-sports - a promising and disturbing sport.
At that time, An Xiaoxian was in his third year of senior high school. He used to sneak out to participate in the first FTF trials. The next annual trials will be an important competition for each club to select seeds.
An Xiaoxian ranked seventh in the whole ZB area - which was much higher than his college entrance examination scores after him, and he was really the best player in e-sports - in this competition attended by hundreds of people, the top ten were hot figures in major clubs!
"Young man, do you want to come to our club to play games? Try it. E-sports has just begun, and many national policies will support it." A man in a suit, who seems to have a good head, asked Ann Xiaoxian at that time.
"Er... no fight! I have to rush back to school for class, I skipped class!" The tall but timid boy left this sentence and ran back.
He ran back to the classroom, back to the examination room, and back to the life path that a student who is good at both academic and moral character and has a normal mind should follow - go to college, find a job, don't let parents worry, and live in peace and security
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The weather in Mordor in November 2019 was extremely cold and humid.
An Xiaoxian went off work early, wrapped in a thick gray woolen coat, surrounded by a dark red scarf, dressed like a middle-aged teacher, and hurried into the small restaurant where he had agreed to meet last night.
As soon as he stepped into the restaurant, he looked at an arm waving wildly at him.
"An Xiaoxian is here!" Huang Dujian has been impatient for a long time. The cup of tea in front of him has been changed for five times, and the flowers will wither if he waits any longer.
After eight years of separation, his old friend reunited. An Xiaoxian was excited and happy. He almost trotted past.
"Ouch! Wanchai, long time no see!"
Huang Dujian grinned, wearing a thick yellow coat and black pants that didn't match his coat. If he was not like this before, such as Huang Dujian, who pursues pop music, he should keep up with pop elements in everything he wears and dresses. How could he be so homely?
"What do you want to drink? My treat!" Huang Dujian was very polite and had already greeted the waiter.
"Well, it's also good to drink free barley tea," said An Xiaoxian hurriedly, then took out his mobile phone and scanned the QR code on the corner of the table, ready to order.
"Alas, alas! I'll invite this meal!"
An Xiaoxian smiled, "Let's not be polite, AA system, pay our own."
While waiting for food, they finally had time to have a good talk. However, due to the routine among adults, people almost ask questions about life as a matter of convention.
"Can you work when you are free?"
"It's good. There are many holidays for teachers and they don't work overtime. It's just that today's open class was not very smooth. The expert leader in the district said that it didn't reflect the theme of warm class and was regarded as a typical example of negative teaching materials for an afternoon."
"Nonsense, what a warm class is required." Huang Dujian echoed paradoxically. He recalled his middle school days, and there was no warm class at all.
"Wanchai, what are you doing now? Are you a graduate of Mordor Second Industrial University? Are you working in the factory?" An Xiaoxian asked after a sip of warm barley tea.
When Huang Dujian heard this, his eyebrows were almost locked together. "Forget it, I worked in a small, disorderly company doing design, but I went bankrupt. I'm so lame! I'm still looking for a job, and I usually work as a part-time worker... So I suddenly remembered that I wanted to play e-sports before, but now I have time, I want to try it."
"Oh..." An Xiaoxian agreed, without refuting. He knows that everyone has difficulties now, and there is nothing to blame. Moreover, Wanchai still has a young dream, which is very good.
Since I promised to play games for others yesterday, I should still be free to play at random. After all, being a teacher still has winter and summer vacations.
"Wanchai, do you have a way to fight now? Just two of us fight. There are too few people. Now a team needs more than four people, at least four people."
At this time, the waiter brought the dishes up. Huang Dujian repeatedly invited Hu'an to eat. His eyes were excited and he tightly held the chopsticks in his hands.
"An Xiaoxian, didn't you join the E-sports club in the university before? Do you know anyone who can fight together?"
"Hmm..." An Xiaoxian said with a sad face. Then everyone basically left and the group was closed. Now I really don't know anyone. "
Huang Dujian was a little disappointed and said, "There is still such a thing? Then your minister and girlfriend also blew it off?"
"That's for sure."
The two of them had a boring meal for a while. It seemed that the idea of playing e-sports was like the flame of a match. It flashed brightly in a flash, and soon turned into a wisp of smoke, leaving only a black stem with a strange smell.
"Ah, Ann Xiaoxian. Do you know your former minister?"
"Hmm? Oh... I know."
"Does he still want to play e-sports?"
An Xiaoxian stopped his chopsticks and said, "How do I know... But he used to like e-sports very much, and now he probably goes back to his hometown to pick up his business. Anyway, among my friends in the game, he has not been online for a long time, and he didn't leave any contact information at that time..."
"The business at home?!" Huang Dujian glared. "How can it be a rich second generation?"
"Oh, no, the minister's house is just like a normal one. It's just a karaoke shop in QP District."
"Do you know where he lives?"
"What's so strange about that? We went to his karaoke shop and sang songs together before the E-sports Club was dissolved."
Huang Dujian seems to have caught a life saving straw, and the dead match suddenly burst into flames again.
"Ann is free. Anyway, tomorrow Saturday is a day off. Shall we go to the QP area to find him?"
"The QP area is far away..." Ten thousand people in An Xiaoxian's casual tone were unwilling to bother.
Huang Dujian waved his hand and said with a smile, "Shit! QP District is in the Devil City, far away from knitting!"