The e-sports god takes it home

Chapter 576
He and him, no matter the character or the style of play, are not suitable.

Jiang Jiang is quite impatient, he likes to play petty temper, and he still has the unique spirit of a teenager.

And reincarnation, unhurried, unhurried, off-line, and casual in everything.

His style of play is aggressive, and he always likes to do whatever he wants, suppressing the line, and if he doesn't have an advantage, I will give you an advantage.

The reincarnation is just the opposite, he is more inclined to develop steadily, and rely on operations to drag down the opponent bit by bit.

When two people with different consciousness and thinking get together, one will often see the opportunity and flash up to be tough, while the other is still behind and has not followed.

The out-of-coordination can be made up once or twice, but if there are too many times, the whole game will blow up directly, and the results will naturally not be good.

No matter how hard two people work to get along, if they are not suitable, they are not suitable, and some things that are engraved in their bones cannot be changed.

Everyone is a high-spirited teenager with a dream. If you lose too much, you will start to complain to each other. Conflicts and conflicts are inevitable.

Jiang Jiang knew very well that this was not what he wanted, so he chose to leave and find a place that suits him.

And Samsara stubbornly guards the team, thinking that one day he can make it better with his own efforts.

But what he waited for was not better, but worse. With the popularization of the concept of e-sports, more and more teenagers poured into this circle. There are many talented players. People who are still unknown in the early years will naturally not be valued, and newcomers will form a circle of their own, so he will be isolated as a matter of course.

Then from the start to the rotation, and finally became a substitute and a sparring partner.

There are so many people participating in the selection of the youth training camp every year, but only five people can play in each team.

There are too many teenagers with dreams like him, who sit under the stage every game, watching helplessly their teammates sway their youth on the field, looking forward to when they can go up to play a game.

And their youth slipped away quietly in the hope day by day.

Those who are lucky, seize the opportunity, become famous in one battle, and turn over from then on.

If you are unlucky, you may not be able to wait for the chance to play until you retire, come quietly, and then leave silently.

At their level, they can also choose to settle for the next best thing and play in the secondary league.

But they knew very well that once they went down, it was almost impossible to come up again.

Only by staying here and training with these top-level competitive teams can they maintain their level.

This is the status quo of their substitutes, which is cruel and real.

One will be a million bones.

They are the bones that make up star players.

The two remained silent all the way to the end of the corridor, turned and went into the bathroom.

Jiang Jiang deliberately slowed down, wanting to wait for him to leave before going out, because he didn't know how to face him, and couldn't even say a word of comfort.

He quietly listened to the door of the next compartment being pushed open, and the sound of his footsteps changed from near to far, and then stopped suddenly.

Because someone came in.

The man's voice was flowing, with an indescribable mockery: "Yo, isn't this reincarnation, I heard that you are going to play today?"

Samsara didn't answer.

Immediately afterwards, I heard him say: "When you are old, you should retire honestly and make room for the newcomers. Don't be a fucking stinger and occupy the latrine all day long."

(End of this chapter)