Create a great era of e-sports

soon.

The assistant also left.

Not long after, Wu Sheng's own train also arrived.

"I'm leaving too."

Looking at ZSMJ (Gong Jian) ​​next to him, Wu Sheng laughed and said: "Be careful on your own!"

"Let's go." ZSMJ sniffed: "Pay attention to safety."

"Um."

Wu Sheng nodded, stood up and picked up his luggage. Under ZSMJ's gaze, he stood up and took two steps. Suddenly he turned back and said, "Jingzhou Cup, are you coming?"

There was hesitation on ZSMJ's face.

"I don't know. Maybe I'll come or I won't. It all depends on my family."

His family is very reasonable or doesn't care about him. As long as there are no problems, he can do everything on his own.

Although Mo Yu told them that Moyu Company will continue to organize e-sports competitions in the future, if there is a loser in the game, there will be a win. If you can't win the championship, how can you support yourself?

The second place only has 10,000 yuan per person. If you save money, it will only take a year at most.

What next?

Do you really have to make a living by playing games?

ZSMJ Not sure.

He wanted to make a living by playing games, but subconsciously he felt that this path was not solid enough. Do he really want to spend the most youthful years of his life on it?

Wu Sheng choked.

The most powerful players in FTD are himself and ZSMJ in the bottom lane.

When he won the second place yesterday, he was still thinking that even if everyone left, they could still continue training online to prepare for the next Jingzhou Cup.

But when it was time to part ways, and the real pressures of family, society, and future came pouring down, he realized that it would be difficult to maintain the team, let alone the future.

Is there really no hope ahead?

Wu Sheng felt a little scared.

"Okay, I understand. I'll leave first then. The car is here! Keep in touch!"

"keep in touch!"

Most of the trains in 2007 were green trains. The carriages were full of people, crowded, foot-smelling, and noisy. After finally finding his seat, Wu Sheng put down his luggage and looked out the window in trance.

The team members all went their separate ways, and their futures were uncertain.

It was obviously very lively yesterday, and the team had the ability to compete for the championship, but the pressure of reality was too great, and he fell into confusion.

He remembered what Mo Yu had said that the Jingzhou Cup was sponsored by a large company and had high bonuses. FTD was strong enough to fight, but now that everyone is separated, can they still get together in the future?

Is there still a chance for everyone to get together again to compete in the competition?

Are you willing to leave the competition, go back and continue to be an auto mechanic apprentice, and then complete your studies and deal with parts and engine oil every day?

Those hands that are so flexible on the keyboard will be dark and covered in engine oil every day?

In the end, he managed to do a good job working for others, and he managed to open an auto repair shop.

Is this kind of life really what you want?

Wu Sheng didn't know and felt very confused about the future.

On the train.

He kept thinking.

Until the dozens of hours of driving were over and we arrived at a familiar small town, we were still not sure.

"Handsome guy, do you want to take a car?"

"Do you want accommodation? We have hot water and a girl. It's very cheap!"

"Want to eat?"

"West Village, are there any in the West Village?"

The familiar local accent brought him back to reality. Wu Sheng put away his thoughts, cheered up, and walked towards home.

Fear of being close to home.

It's been a month since I left home, and the closer I got, the stronger the feeling of homesickness became. Wu Sheng took a few steps quickly, crossed the gate, and walked into the community.

His family lives in a very old community.

The house is small, and both parents are workers. They are not rich, but they are not starving to death. They live a normal life.

"Xiao Sheng, where have you been? I haven't seen you in this time!"

"Xiao Sheng, are you back?"

on the way home.

Familiar neighbors asked about the current situation, Wu Sheng said a few casual words and walked to the front door.

The aroma of the food came through the door and window, and Wu Sheng knew that it was the feast his parents had prepared for him when they knew he was coming back today.

Click.

Taking out the key and opening the door, he was greeted by a familiar environment and the voice of his parents, which made him a little stunned.

"Mom and Dad, I'm back!"

There was a clanking sound in the kitchen, and the parents poked their heads out and were surprised to find that their son, whom they had not seen for a month, was back.

Mother wiped her hands on her apron and complained, "Why didn't you call and ask your father to pick you up?"

Dad held a kitchen knife in his hand and said in a serious but happy tone: "Get ready to eat."

His parents did not blame him for leaving home for a month. Instead, they carefully prepared meals for his return.

The long-lost warmth dispelled Wu Sheng's inner confusion. He put down his luggage, and for the first time he took the initiative to help with the preparations as he had never done housework before.

On the dinner table.

"Dad, Mom, this is the bonus I got from winning the game. I give it to you."

Wu Sheng took out a tightly packed 10,000 yuan in cash from his backpack and handed it to his parents, his tone a bit showy.

He took this out specially on his way home.

He wanted his parents to know that their son was not messing around, but actually playing games and making money based on his own ability.

More importantly, he wanted to make his parents proud of their son's achievements.

The money was placed on the table, and his father took it, counted it, and handed it back to him.

"You earned this money yourself, keep it and spend it yourself. When you grow up, you will have more places to spend money."

His mother also smiled and said: "We have money at home, so we don't need yours. When you go out to compete, everyone will lose weight. Eat more." His mother stretched out her chopsticks and picked up his favorite chicken drumsticks.

Mother hands line, wandering clothing. Departure thick seam, meaning fear of delay in return.

Parents never expect rewards from their offspring. When they return home, they are more concerned about losing weight, eating well, and sleeping well.

Wu Sheng took the money and said no more.

After meal.

The family laughs and laughs.

Wu Sheng rarely stayed in the bedroom playing games. Instead, he sat on the sofa and watched TV with his parents.

The situation at his home is much better than that of other families. His parents are reasonable and never restrict him from playing games. Even though he has been away from home for a month, he does not blame him. Instead, he is very interested in asking about the status of the game.

Wu Sheng rose and described it vividly. When they heard that they regretted losing and not winning the championship, both of them felt sorry for him.

When I heard that the championship prize might be hundreds of thousands, my parents, who have always been traditional, were even more surprised. They couldn't believe that the prize money for a game was so high, and it was even featured on TV and newspapers. It was unbelievable.

Wu Sheng told them these things with a smile. When it came to the rise, he even looked forward to it: "The game company said that there will be a game in a few months, and the prize money is also very high. I want to continue to play with my teammates when the time comes. Participate in the competition, come back as a champion, and use the prize money to buy you a car or a house!"

His parents laughed and said no, they just hoped that he could live a stable life.

By the end of the chat, it was already late at night.

When Wu Sheng was about to wash up and rest, his father suddenly came over and asked, "You really like playing this kind of e-sports competition, don't you want to learn auto repair?"

To explain, in reality 09 is a top student at Zhejiang University.