The Master: I’m Really Not a Dad

Chapter 12 Both lose their vests

Xingxin Internet Club is currently regarded as a relatively high-end Internet cafe nearby.

There are over a thousand machines on the upper and lower floors. The second floor is slightly smaller, but obviously more luxurious. It is a high-end area, and there is Qiankun inside. There is a two-bedroom suite hidden in it. Master Ye's residence is surrounded by piles of sundries. Storage Room.

As soon as I entered the door, a dark and damp atmosphere hit my face. The room was not big. There was a small window on the top of the wall near the west. In addition to a rotten display screen and a keyboard and mouse, there was only one window left in the entire utility room. Low little bed.

"You live here?"

Jiang Yingnan frowned.

Before, it was just a text description, and there was no good sense of immersion. When he came here, it was inevitable that he would feel a little sour in his heart.

Is this the end of e-sports players in this era?

"It's a little small, but it's okay." Ye Xiu smiled freely.

It's hard to imagine that a guy who had just experienced great tragedy could still laugh so heartlessly.

Sitting by the bed, Ye Xiu didn't leave in a hurry. He lit a cigarette in the dark, thought about it, took out another one, and handed it to Jiang Yingnan.

"Come on?"

"Row."

Jiang Yingnan took a few puffs.

Very choking.

His throat felt like he had swallowed a razor blade.

Why is it that the older generation of professional players can’t put down such a difficult thing to smoke?
Jiang Yingnan couldn't understand.

Perhaps, in the eyes of some people, it is the only comfort in a lonely night...

After quietly sucking, Ye Xiu stood up and left the room.

"have a good rest."

His back looked a bit weathered, and he no longer had the high-spiritedness he had when they first met.

The night is very long, but also very short.

In the early morning, a ray of sunlight shines into the dim room.

Jiang Yingnan rubbed his sleepy eyelids, stretched with satisfaction, and climbed up from the bed.

The sound of two women talking could be heard in the living room outside the house. After adjusting their clothes, Jiang Yingnan opened the door and walked out.

Chen Guozheng and Tang Rou were chatting and laughing about something.

As a professional player, his hearing was naturally not that bad. From the hazy words, he probably understood something.

After what happened last night, Tang Rou trained as a battle mage in the ninth district of Glory.

As for Chen Guo, she was constantly adding up the glorious deeds of her family's fighting gods, as if she had forgotten how sad she cried when Ye Qiu retired yesterday.

"Hey, brat, haven't you had breakfast yet?"

Chen Guo saw Jiang Yingnan hiding in the toilet at a glance, and said hello: "There are fried dough sticks and soy milk here. If you don't mind, you can also eat some."

"Haha, morning boss?"

After spitting out the mouthwash, Jiang Yingnan smiled awkwardly, put on a mask, and walked out.

"No, I usually eat steamed buns in the morning, you just have to eat well."

Judging from his voice and back, Chen Guo could tell that this man was not old.

Watching him walk out of the room, Chen Guo muttered in confusion: "What a weirdo, why do you need to wear a mask?"

"Maybe he has something to hide." Tang Rou was considerate. After thinking about it, she said, "Do you think he is a professional player of the same level as the one you mentioned named Ye Qiu?"

"how is this possible?"

Chen Guo laughed and said, "There is only one Jiang Yingnan who is famous for playing Guardian Angel in Glory. It is possible that he is a professional player, but he is probably from an unknown team like Ye Xiu."

"Guo Guo, what do you think of that guardian angel's strength?" Tang Rou suddenly asked Chen Guo.

"This one……"

Chen Guo was embarrassed.

How could she know this? She couldn't even defeat Tang Rou. She really couldn't tell the strength of Jiang Yingnan who had completely tortured Tang Rou.

The two of them have known each other for a long time. Seeing her best friend hesitating like this, Tang Rou immediately understood what she was thinking. She chuckled and said, "The God of Fighting you talk about never shows his true face to others. He walks on the street. , you may not be able to recognize it, right?"

Tang Rou's words were not explicit, but the meaning was very clear.

"Yesterday when Ye Xiu was helping him set up the machine, I thought I saw the man named Jiang..."

Before she could finish speaking, Chen Guo jumped up with a "whoosh" and rushed downstairs at a sprint speed of [-] meters.

"Where are they? Where are Ye Xiu and others?" Chen Guo went downstairs to the front desk and asked the girl on duty at the bar where Ye Xiu was.

The little girl pointed to the door.

Chen Guo was stunned for a moment, then walked out with an uneasy heart.

The sun was shining brightly, and Ye Xiu was squatting at the door with a cigarette in his mouth and two buns in his hand.

"is it him?"

"Who?"

"Jiang Yingnan."

"..."

Ye Xiu was a little surprised, just a little bit.

"You know it all?"

"Xiao Tang guessed it."

Chen Guo admitted it generously.

"Too."

Ye Xiu smiled.

"Why didn't you tell me?"

"tell you what?"

"He is Jiang Yingnan!"

Chen Guo put her hands on her hips.

This was the closest step she had taken to becoming the God of Glory. It would have been nice if she had known about it earlier. At least she could have gotten an autograph, and maybe even Ye Qiu and Su Mucheng if she was lucky.

"Uh, boss, honestly speaking, it seems like you haven't asked me before." Ye Xiu put out the cigarette butt and took out his ears.

"hiss……"

This sentence stopped Chen Guo.

In the final analysis, Ye Xiu cannot be blamed. Who knew he could actually know Jiang Yingnan from Tiny Herb?
and many more?

Ye Xiu knows Jiang Yingnan?
Inadvertently, she thought of a previous conversation with Ye Xiu.

"Tsk, boss, this guide was from ten years ago, why are you still covering it up like a treasure? A lot of the content can no longer keep up with the current version."

"Go, go, go, do you understand? This was written by the Fighting God Ye Qiu, and it won't be out of date no matter how long it takes."

"Really? Let me look at it. I don't even remember when I wrote it."

"Hey! What do you mean? Are you trying to say that you are Ye Qiu?"

"I am."

"Tch, I'm still Su Mucheng!"

"I am really Ye Qiu."

"I am really Su Mucheng..."

Thinking about the memories of the past, Chen Guo swallowed hard and asked, "Are you... Ye Qiu?"

She really couldn't imagine that the glorious textbook in her mind that led Excellent Era to win three consecutive championships would be the unkempt, even a bit slovenly "decadent" young man in front of her.

Ye Xiu listened to Chen Guo's unbelievable tone and said nothing, as if he acquiesced.

"Why do you want to retire?"

Chen Guo had been holding back this sentence for a long time and almost asked with a cry.

why?
Ye Xiu didn't understand either. He lit up a cigarette again and his thoughts followed the green smoke to Excellent Era.

Tired?
Is it disappointment?

Or do you hope that your departure will allow Excellent Era to emerge from its cocoon and become a butterfly?
"You can understand that the team's performance is not good, and the captain took the blame and resigned."

Resign?

Glory, I will never get tired of playing it for ten more years!

Chen Guo suddenly remembered what Ye Xiu said with a smile, and suddenly felt the urge to cry.

"you're lying……"

(End of this chapter)