Players Of Freedom

Zhao Xuyu's nonsense is like the water of the Yangtze River.

From war and peace to oceans and civilization, I don’t know what he wants to express.

Whenever he feels irritable, he will say a bunch of irrelevant words in long paragraphs, mixing in a little useful information to make the listeners irritable, in order to achieve the purpose of transferring irritability.

Meng Xia knew him very well, so he always listened with one ear and never got affected by it.

Occasionally, I would respond to him with a few words depending on my mood, but most of them were perfunctory reply templates.

After not talking together for several rounds, Zhao Xuyu was unhappy.

"Brother, I'm here to talk to you seriously about my troubles in life. Can you give me some serious advice? Use your ability to study God to help me think of a solution!"

In fact, the so-called trouble in life is that his teammates have been in love since elementary school, which makes him feel that there is a generation gap.

It's just too much to worry about.

Meng Xia was speechless.

"If you insist on taking advice, then I suggest you mind your own business."

"Is this a noisy matter? Falling in love at such a young age shows how impulsive he is. If he doesn't reach a good agreement in the future, it will be life-and-death. Will it not affect his condition and affect the game? If he can only speak well and be obedient, what do children know? is love?"

"You are an old man, you understand."

"I just understand what's going on!"

Why do everyone think that he doesn't understand love? He is not Fahai. He is also a good young man with good physical and mental health.

Zhao Xuyu was angry.

He said extremely seriously: "If a person is unable to help the person he loves, it is best not to talk about love or not. Of course, help does not equal love, but love cannot but include help - this is what Mr. Lu Xun said."

Meng Xia was surprised when he said this.

"When have you ever read such a nutritious book?"

"Don't interrupt, just talk about whether it makes sense! We are so busy in competition and training that we can't even see each other, and if we talk, it means we haven't talked. If two people fall in love at this time, they are harming others and themselves. Tan Ye needs to achieve some decent results in the future, and when the income can afford the future life of the two of them, this is the most basic consideration for adults in love."

Zhao Xuyu spoke eloquently, and he completely won this round.

Meng Xia had never considered this matter at all.

Because the lowest level of survival needs have just been solved, spiritual needs are still too luxurious for him.

"You're so busy saying these things to me, you might as well try falling in love yourself."

"Damn it! You thought that falling in love is all about one conversation? I've only been chatting with you for a long time. The person you want to talk to should talk every day, okay! Especially in a long-distance relationship, contact is more frequent, and you will definitely feel insecure if you can't see each other in person. You won't be able to help if something happens, and your partner will be wronged, you will feel guilty, you will quarrel, break up, and get back together, and there will be so much back and forth, you won't have time to train."

"It sounds like it's true. You've already talked about it?"

"Let me talk about Jiba!"

Zhao Xuyu cursed loudly.

She could tell that Meng Xia was completely watching his excitement and was too lazy to continue talking.

"Go away, hang up!"

"Wait a while." Meng Xia was quite interested in this topic.

It’s really hard not to be interested in a virtual person whose true love name is “Free Realm Professional League”, but still retains the emotional logic of real humans.

"I'll give you one last chance to speak. You can think about it before you speak."

"Did Mr. Lu Xun ever say, avoid dueling and pay attention to rest?"

"...I never said that!"

"I thought I only told you at noon." Meng Xia smiled.

Zhao Xuyu immediately gave him a series of quality greetings.

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After all, professional e-sports players are just a profession.

The definition of "profession" in society is to participate in the social division of labor, use specialized knowledge and skills to create wealth for society, obtain reasonable remuneration as a source of living, and satisfy spiritual needs.

In any job, there are times when you go to and from get off work, there are times when you are lazy, and there are times when you feel tired and want to escape. This is a natural law.

Zhao Xuyu is undoubtedly against the laws of nature. His pastimes and relaxations, hobbies, daily work, and life ideals... are all the same thing.

Such lasting and single-minded enthusiasm is difficult for ordinary people to understand.

What’s the point of endless rankings and endless points?

Meng Xia couldn't understand it either, but he didn't object either.

If just doing one thing can satisfy you in all aspects, then it must be worth doing and must be done.

So he just listened to Zhao Xu's thoughts and gave some symbolic responses, and would not really make suggestions.

Anyway, all Zhao Xuyu's current troubles can be solved with higher points.

"Are you coming to double queue?"

"No, we are eating out."

In fact, Meng Xia had already finished eating, but Chi Zhenzhen and Zhong Wanqing hadn't finished yet. They chatted and ate without knowing when they would be able to go back.

He would wait aside for a while.

"Why are you eating again? Are you a rice cooker? You are either cooking or eating every day! Bye!"

After Zhao Xuyu finished cursing, he hung up the phone and went to play solo queue by himself.

"rice cooker…"

Meng Xia silently thought about this strange description, and suddenly got some inspiration.

He took the time to take a look at Yannong's forge before. There were more tricks than he imagined. Not only could he upgrade the functions of tools, but he could also fuse weapons. It was quite creative.

But before he could figure out what kind of weapon he wanted to build, it was useless to save golden wheat ears.

Now that I think about it, a rice cooker seems pretty good? It can cook rice and stir-fry automatically, eliminating the need to light a fire every time.

Thinking of this, he couldn't wait until Chi Zhenzhen and the others finished eating, and would go back immediately.

"Sorry, I have something to do and have to leave first."

"Eh? You have..."

Before he could ask what was going on, Meng Xia had already run away quickly.

Chi Zhenzhen curled her lips, unhappy.

Even if Ye Yongqiang left first, he also left first, which was really confusing.

Today, the restaurant is full of couples. The two girls are talking and laughing here. It is easy for people to have strange misunderstandings.

"Then let's go back too."

Zhong Wanqing looked at her phone and saw a message that the player she was following was in a duel.

She could only sigh helplessly at this, but she wasn't surprised at all. It's strange that Zhao Xuyu listened to the advice.

For him, rest may be much more difficult than training, because rest requires quieting himself and stopping.

And he is like the pendulum of a clock, as long as it can still move, it will not stop.

On the way back, Chi Zhenzhen suddenly asked: "Sister Wan Qing, I don't understand. He is so cold and blind to you. What do you like about him?"

Zhong Wanqing was stunned when asked: "Who?"

"Who else could you say? It's the one you pay close attention to every day, play with him even when you skip class, watch him fight a duel while walking, and send him compliments and posts on Weibo. , that great master of the game.”

Chi Zhenzhen added a bunch of adjectives in a weird tone, and just reported Zhao Xuyu's ID number.

Zhong Wanqing smiled when he heard this and said nothing.

"Actually, my feelings for him are more like chasing stars than liking him."

"ah?"

"There are countless stars in the universe, and you can't take any of them as your own, but when you look up and see the stars shining in the night, even if they don't belong to you, you will feel good."

Zhong Wanqing always speaks in a gentle and gentle tone, and the beautiful voice coupled with the beautiful words makes people feel really beautiful when listening to it.

Chi Zhenzhen tasted it carefully for a while, but felt something was not right.

"Isn't that too exaggerated? You even compared him to a star!?"

This fan filter is simply thicker than the city wall gate.

"It's just that elusive... distance."

“…”

Chi Zhenzhen was speechless and choked.

Zhong Wanqing smiled and asked her: "What about you? You have been with Meng Xia for so long, what do you think of him?"

Chi Zhenzhen thought seriously for a while and found that she had never looked at him in particular.

"I treat him as a human being."

Just an ordinary, ordinary, real living person.