Chapter 03 Add WeChat

"Hey, what's going on?"

In a barbecue restaurant near the GF base, Zhang Huayu, who was watching the live broadcast of MG's post-match interview on his mobile phone, was curious to death when he saw Yuan Zhuo's final reaction.

After saying that, he stared at Qi Ji, who was sitting opposite him, with interest.

"Well, it's your fan again. God Qi, isn't the standby time of our fan harvester in the competition circle too long?"

Training and competitions almost occupy all of Qi Ji's life and energy. Coupled with his extremely cold personality, it is no exaggeration to say that the people who can be called his friends can be counted on one hand. The one in front of him is one of them, and the most important one.

Qi Ji's reaction to Zhang Huayu's words was just a faint word.

"Oh."

Knowing that he would not have any other reaction, Zhang Huayu shrugged as usual, but still couldn't help sighing. After so many years, this guy really hasn't changed at all.

He never gets complacent about his many fans, but he doesn't easily waste everyone's trust and love.

He believes that the most correct way to repay is to train hard, play well in the game, and get good results.

Obviously, he already has wealth that many people can't match, and an enviable appearance, but he has turned himself into a modern ascetic monk, not smoking, not drinking, not falling in love, and not having affairs.

What is even more incomprehensible is that, as the salary and commercial value ceiling of the e-sports circle, he does not spend money...

He eats, drinks and lives in the base, and his clothes are either team uniforms or simple T-shirts and jeans. The biggest expense in recent years is that GF's boss Zhuo Yu bought several apartments and invested in several bars he opened.

However, this is probably one of the reasons why Qi Ji's fans can occupy half of the e-sports circle. After all, in this circle with generally low education, the quality of the players, well, is generally not very high.

There are many players with messy private lives and bad personalities. Qi Ji, a player who is impeccable in terms of performance, life and personality, is just like his name, a miracle.

But as one of his few friends, Zhang Huayu really couldn't bear to see him like this, it was too hard and too tiring.

Apart from anything else, sometimes the saliva of those black fans and online trolls alone could drown a person.

Yes, the person in front of him was the second best player in HOW history, wings Zhang Huayu.

He and Qi Ji brought back two world championship trophies for HPL and GF. Although he has retired for three years, this pair of the world's number one stabbing combination left too many wonderful pictures for everyone, which are still unforgettable.

But he is not Qi Ji after all. He can't do it like him, who has won two world championships and can still train day and night for 9 years.

He couldn't turn a blind eye to external pressure and doubts, and he couldn't be as pure-hearted as him and regard HOW as everything in his life, as if he was born for HOW.

So three years ago, due to various reasons, his condition could not be restored, so he chose to retire amid curses.

He understood Qi Ji's persistence, but as a good friend, he hoped that he could live a more relaxed and happy life. After taking a sip of beer, he spoke to persuade him for the first time.

"Ji, actually I think you have really tried your best over the years. Maybe you can... um, consider changing to a more relaxed life?" A

more relaxed life?

First of all, Qi Ji didn't think that his current life was not easy. Secondly... since that incident, winning the championship has been his only goal in life.

But he didn't get angry because of his friend's advice. His personality is indeed cold, but it doesn't mean that he doesn't know good and bad.

He knew that MG had won the championship he had dreamed of and lost for a long time today. Zhang Huayu was worried that he was in a bad mood, so she ran over from the west of the city late at night to accompany him.

But his life goal would not be shaken by anything or anyone, because for him, giving up meant... The monster hidden in the black hole deep in his heart was trying to crawl out again and swallow Qi Ji in one bite.

After closing his eyes and taking a deep breath without leaving a trace, Qi Ji calmed down again and spoke lightly.

"Even you think I can't play?"

Zhang Huayu certainly didn't think so. Although he had been away from the arena for three years, as the former No. 1 soul thorn of HOW, he knew very well that although Qi Ji's current state was not as good as his peak period, he was so terrifying that he could beat several people at once and counter-kill in various ways, but he was definitely still among the world's top soul methods.

It's just that HOW is no longer a one-person game, and now it focuses more on teamwork.

As a person who has been through it, he knows how tiring it is to insist on it. The main reason is that he is afraid that if it continues like this, winning another championship will not only be a goal for Qi Ji, but also become his inner demon. It would

be fine if this goal can be achieved, but what if it can't be achieved?

Will this become a knot and nightmare for his whole life? After all, he has dedicated his best years to this game.

Facing this highly likely outcome, Zhang Huayu still felt an inexplicable uneasiness in his heart.

"You know that's not what I meant. I just hope you can be happier, more cheerful, and more relaxed."

"Yeah."

Looking at Qi Ji, who was still calm and resolute, Zhang Huayu knew that it was useless to say more. He wiped his face and sighed.

"Okay, okay, can't I stop persuading you? Anyway, no matter what, you should take it easy. Your health is the first priority."

"Okay."

But after thinking about it, Zhang Huayu still felt unwilling. Since he couldn't convince him to give up, at least let him take a rest during the offseason.

"Let's find a place to go on vacation in a few days? I think that XX island is very popular recently, I'll go and make some arrangements?"

Under Qi Ji's influence, although Zhang Huayu could not be as selfless as him, he was not like most e-sports players who spent money lavishly after suddenly becoming rich.

When he was in service, he spent normally. After retiring, he used the money he saved to open a few bars. He lived a good life and had a lot of time.

Although he knew his friend's good intentions, Qi Ji did not want to waste any time. However, he looked up and saw the worry and helplessness in Zhang Huayu's eyes. He paused for a moment. He was never good at comforting people, but he finally chose to comfort him.

"Wings, I'm not that fragile, don't worry."

Upon hearing his former ID, Zhang Huayu was slightly stunned, and his eyes felt sore for no reason.

Looking back on the six years they had fought together, despite too much hardship and pressure, the joy and sense of accomplishment of victory are still unforgettable.

Fuck, he stopped trying to persuade me, okay!

He was stupid. Who was his buddy? He was Qi Ji, who had the highest talent, the strongest perseverance, and the unparalleled self-control. He said he could fight, and he could still fight!

Who cares what the result is, just go for it. E-sports players never admit defeat, okay!

Picking up the wine glass and clinking it with Qi Ji's drink, Zhang Huayu finally stopped worrying and returned to his usual playful smile.

"Okay, then I'll wait for you to win the third championship next year!"

Qi Ji took a sip of the drink and nodded quietly. He

was almost done with his midnight snack, and he was ready to go back.

He put down his drink, slowly picked up a tissue and gently wiped the corners of his mouth. His movements were so elegant that he didn't look like an e-sports player, but rather a rich young master.

Standing up, he said goodbye to Zhang Huayu.

"I'm going back. Today's training hasn't been completed yet."

Zhang Huayu really didn't know what to say about this.

During this period of time, even MG, who just won the championship, has to take a holiday, not to mention that other players who didn't make it to the world competition or were eliminated in the world competition have been on vacation for hundreds of years. But

Qi Ji is still like this. No matter whether others have a holiday or not, he won't take a holiday. He still insists on training every day.

But maybe this is one of the reasons why he has been able to maintain such a good condition for 9 years, while other players can only play for 4 or 5 years at most.

After all, people who are more talented than you work harder than you. If he doesn't succeed, who will?

This place is very close to the club. Qi Ji doesn't plan to let Zhang Huayu send him. It just so happens that he also wants to walk by himself.

"Let's go. See you later."

After saying that, he nodded at Zhang Huayu, turned around and left, walking towards the club alone.

In order to let everyone train with peace of mind, the GF base moved to the suburbs of Zhaocheng this year. It was already early morning, and there were naturally few pedestrians on the street.

But Qi Ji didn't care. Compared with the hustle and bustle, he preferred a quiet corner.

It was snowing again. With his hands in the pockets of his white down jacket, he lowered his head and hid his fair and delicate chin in his collar, walking forward silently.

In less than five minutes, he reached the base building, but he did not choose to go in immediately as usual. Instead, he looked up at this brand new building that carried his dreams and obsessions for many years.

He would not give up. He would definitely win the championship again, and then...

Qi Ji could not help but think about the decision that had been lingering in his mind for many years. The black mist-like monster lurking deep in his heart began to tear at him with its fangs and claws. He was so quiet that he was almost numb to the familiar and desperate pain.

But he would not fall down easily, unless the ten-year period was up. If he still failed to achieve this goal, he would come as promised.

The black mist came at Qi Ji's face again, as if it wanted to swallow him up completely.

At this moment, an urgent and harsh braking sound suddenly broke the silence of the night sky, awakening Qi Ji who was immersed in his own emotions, and he turned his head subconsciously.

A silver-gray sports car was parked not far away, and the snow marks on the ground perfectly proved that it was the culprit of the sound.

The car windows were obviously covered with anti-peeping film, but Qi Ji's glance still made the people in the car subconsciously want to lower their heads and dodge.

Damn, did he see me?

No, the car windows were covered with film, he couldn't see me.

It's okay, Yuan Zhuo, just a small scene, don't panic.

Hey, why did you leave? No, we can't let him go!

The body moved faster than the brain. When Yuan Zhuo came to his senses, he had already run out of the car and grabbed Qi Ji's arm.

Qi Ji didn't like to interact with strangers, let alone having his arm grabbed.

But he was no longer used to revealing any emotions. He just used his strength to gently break away, and then looked at the boy in front of him quietly.

"Is there something wrong?"

Born into a wealthy family in Haicheng, Yuan Zhuo received the best education since he was a child and came into contact with the best people. His good genes and super high IQ allowed him to deal with anything and anyone with ease.

But these people did not include Qi Ji.

"I, I am..."

Unprecedented panic spread to Yuan Zhuo's body. He was always eloquent and sometimes could make people's parents disown him, but now he was a little speechless.

As a top professional athlete, excellent memory is the most basic ability, not to mention that the person in front of him gave Qi Ji the worst defeat in his career more than two months ago, and today he also won the championship he dreamed of. Of course, he knew who he was.

"melt."

Ah ah ah, he knows me! He actually knows me!

Yuan Zhuo was really happy and almost crazy, his heart was beating so fast that it seemed that he could blurt out the next moment.

But for fear of scaring Qi Ji, he almost used up all his strength to calm himself down.

His head was dizzy, as if he had drunk ten kilograms of fake wine. He didn't know what he wanted to say to him or what he should do, so he just spoke instinctively.

"Well, that, Qi Shen, I, I want to make friends with you! Can we add WeChat?"