Chapter 35 Jinjiang novel reading exclusive What a pity. ...
After sending Shi Jing to the SFD base, the SUV continued driving on the streets in the early morning.
We drove for nearly half an hour until the surrounding street scenes gradually changed from high-rise buildings to lower and lower ones, and more lush greenery and flower beds passed by the car window.
The scenery of the seaside moves from far to near.
The seaside villa area of Yanhai City.
Located on a small hill in the northeast of the city, it seems unremarkable from a distance, but with a little inquiry, you will find out that this is the most luxurious residential area for the rich in the entire Yanhai.
If the technology park where the SFD base is located can still be considered a luxurious location that a self-made businessman can buy through his own hard work, then the villa in Binhai Mountain can only be summarized in one sentence: if you don’t have it when you are born, you will never have it in this life.
"Just stop here." Lu Zhiye said without waiting for the car to turn into the auxiliary road.
"Are you still not going in?" The substitute driver had given Lu Zhiye a ride once before, but the other party didn't seem to let him in.
It was late today, and out of duty, he asked, "The road is wide here, so it won't be difficult for me to drive in and out. Can I just take you downstairs?"
"No need, right here." Lu Zhiye had already opened the car door. "Thank you."
The parking lot is not far from the villa.
The wind on the mountain is even colder, and it feels biting when it blows on people. The small buildings along the road are all lit with warm night lights, indicating the happiness of the residents inside.
Lu Zhiye kept moving forward until all the lights went out.
The only dark house in the entire villa area.
He stood at the door for a long time.
Push the door open and go in.
There were no parents welcoming their son home, as Shi Jing had imagined. No warm dinner, not even a single light. The entire villa was pitch black, just as it had been the last time he left. The empty hall echoed with Lu Zhiye's footsteps.
I didn't turn on the light.
There was no intention of turning on the light at all.
He went all the way up to the third floor.
Push open the door of the room.
Finally, the warm light reflected on Lu Zhiye's sleeves.
“Chichichi!”
A large yellow-green mango rushed over, flapping its wings.
Lu Zhiye raised his hand and let it fall on his fingers.
But Nian Nian seemed to smell alcohol on him, so she circled around him and stopped at the bookshelf on the wall next to the door.
Look down at him.
I stared at the bird for a while.
"It's still just me today." Lu Zhiye said, bending his fingers and touching its furry little belly.
He was about to say something when the phone in his pocket vibrated.
Lu Zhiye took it out, looked at it, and swiped to answer it.
"Hello?"
Shi Jing's voice came from the receiver.
Before Lu Zhiye could say anything, Nian Nian above his head immediately responded: "Ji!"
Lu Zhiye closed the door and moved the phone a little further away from it.
"I'm here," he said.
"Who cares whether you're here or not... I just want to confirm whether you're still alive." Shi Jing's voice was vague and his tone was typical cold.
Lu Zhiye: "Alive."
Shi Jing: “…”
Silence for two seconds.
Shi Jing suddenly lowered his voice: "Lu Zhiye."
Lu Zhiye nodded in agreement.
Like a thief, Shi Jing asked, "Those things you just said...were you in the same school?"
Nanlin No. 1 High School is a public school, and it's also known to be the worst public school in the entire area. How could Lu Zhiye possibly attend such a school?
If they were not from the same school, how could he have run into him climbing over the wall to skip classes in that place?
But if they were from the same school, why had he never noticed this person?
If there was a pervert like this who stared at him every day, Shi Jing would have beaten him into submission in high school.
After returning to the base, Shi Jing was puzzled and troubled for a long time, so he made a phone call.
After a pause, Lu Zhiye said, "No."
There was an inexplicable feeling of relief on the other end of the phone.
"I lived in Nanlin for a while before." Lu Zhiye said again.
“…” That’s enough. We can stop here.
What follows is definitely not what he wants to hear.
Shi Jing said: "You don't need to say it."
"Chirp, chirp, chirp!" A few loud bird calls responded to the sentence on behalf of the owner of the phone.
"You come home just to feed the birds?" Shi Jing asked.
"No. I came back for something." Lu Zhiye caught Nian Nian, who was flying onto the phone screen and stepping on it. "Auntie feeds it every day."
OK. Master Bird.
Shi Jing felt that it was unnecessary for him to ask such an idiotic question.
"grumble!"
"Niannian." Lu Zhiye and the pair of green eyes in his palm looked at each other for a few seconds.
The birds were quiet.
Lu Zhiye: "Ever since last time, it has become very fond of eating mangoes."
"..." Shi Jing got angry when he thought of the last time, "I don't know if it likes mangoes, but if you dare to bring it to my hand and let it urinate and defecate there again, I will turn it into a mango."
Green Mango flapped its wings at the phone: "Chijiji!"
The voice on the phone yelled at it: "Why are you yelling? Do you think I dare?"
The green mango stopped calling.
It was clearly a quarrel between a man and a bird, and it was a very threatening sentence.
For some reason, Shi Jing's voice and Nian Nian's cry echoed in this empty house at the same time, and Lu Zhiye felt a slight itch in his heart.
Lu Zhiye: "Next time, let Nian Nian apologize to you."
Shi Jing: “…”
The phone hung up.
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The next day.
As soon as Lu Zhiye arrived at the base, he was called into the office by the fat manager.
"Xiao Lu." The fat manager saw him come in, stood up and closed the door. "Why didn't I see you come back yesterday?"
Lu Zhiye: "I went home."
"Oh." The fat manager hesitated for a moment.
There were more than just the two of them in the office. Coach Wan in the next cubicle was discussing something with the assistant coach.
Glancing at them, the fat manager coughed lightly and said, "Well, I'm not saying this to have any objection to you guys going out to play. It was me who suggested giving you guys a day off yesterday."
"But you and LA went to KTV together and got drunk... and didn't get back to base until after 3 a.m., isn't that a bit..."
Lu Zhiye raised his eyes.
The fat manager heaped armor on himself again. "I don't mind you guys socializing with other clubs. The game is the game, and off the field we're all friends. It's normal. But those guys in LA, I'm not talking behind their backs, they're having a little too much..."
"We didn't make an appointment in LA," said Lu Zhiye.
“No…” The fat manager was stunned. “No appointment with LA?”
Lu Zhiye: "I sent the itinerary to the deputy manager. It's exactly the same as above. I ran into LA when we were having dinner after the movie."
"Oh!" The fat manager breathed a sigh of relief. "It's good that I didn't take the initiative to invite them."
After saying this, realizing he might have overreacted, the fat manager urgently explained, "No, I mean... those guys can drink too much, and I'm afraid they'll drag you out to drink."
Lu Zhiye doesn't drink.
The fat manager has always known about this.
But just recently, he ran into Lu Zhiye who was drunk.
The fat manager didn’t know the specific reason, and Lu Zhiye was naturally not the type to find someone to confide in.
But he was still worried after all.
Lu Zhiye didn't like alcohol. He could tell.
He returned to the base drunk without saying a word, and ignored anyone he bumped into, going straight upstairs to his room. His expression was sullen and emotionless. It was those few times that the fat manager was truly frightened.
Thinking of this, the chubby manager hinted, "If some guys from LA ask you to drink, you should try to refuse if you can. The new season is about to start."
Lu Zhiye didn't answer.
I don’t know whether I heard it or not.
The fat manager said it another way: "You are the captain. There are several kids on the team who don't admire you. I don't want to put pressure on you, but if you can do it, don't let them develop bad habits."
"This alcohol isn't a good thing either. Esports is stressful, and many players become addicted to alcohol and tobacco, ruining their health at a young age," he said. "Besides, we just hired a new player, Sweet, and she's a fan. We can't let her be a bad influence. Young people these days are very disgusted with this drinking culture. What if someone has a negative impression of our club but is too embarrassed to say it out loud, and then another club comes along and stirs things up—"
"He won't get infected."
The fat manager was stunned.
For the first time, Lu Zhiye interrupted his chatter and stood up.
"I won't let him get addicted to tobacco and alcohol." He half-lowered his eyes. "Anything else?"
"No, no more." The fat manager blinked.
He said his last sentence with such conviction that the fat manager didn't even have time to say what he had prepared.
After Lu Zhiye left the office, Coach Wan poked his head out from the cubicle and asked, "Are you tired of being nagged?"
"..." The fat manager was annoyed. "When did I start nagging? I'm just worried."
"They're all adults, they know what's going on." Coach Wan stood up and walked over. "Look at other clubs. Which one is like yours? Players go out for a drink and still have to be chased around by the manager for a conversation."
Fat manager: “…”
Only the fat manager saw Lu Zhiye drunk, and Coach Wan was unaware of it.
He is not in a position to say.
The assistant coach stepped forward and said, "It's necessary to say something. The players from SFD are indeed much more well-behaved than those from other clubs."
"Look!" Someone supported his opinion, and the fat manager immediately sat up straight. "Old Wan is just careless. He doesn't understand any of this at all."
Coach Wan: "...What don't I understand? I've been here longer than both of you. Haven't I seen more players than you?"
Fat Manager: "You mean you coached the Academy team in SFD's Breakout division for two years, then coached the first team in SFD's PUBG division for two years, and finally transferred to SFD's Apex division?"
Coach Wan: “…”
The chubby manager raised his chin towards the assistant coach and said, "I uploaded all his employment information myself. Don't listen to his nonsense and his use of his tenure time as an excuse."
Coach Wan: "So you have more experience than me?"
"Oh my." The new assistant coach burst out laughing. "Don't argue. Actually, what the manager said is right. When I was at EVG, the living habits there were terrible. The small balcony was filled with smoke every day. It was awful."
This shocked the two elders in the office.
"EVG is like this too?" the chubby manager asked. "I thought only LA was unique."
"I don't know about LA; I've never been there. But it's definitely like that in EVG." The assistant coach pursed his lips and lowered his voice. "Their management puts a lot of pressure on people. They don't really take their people seriously. Employees and players alike—it's all incredibly stressful."
"Huh?" the chubby manager was surprised. "Then... isn't Zeit from EVG? He has a pretty... pretty fierce temper, right?"
Coach Wan also said, "Yeah, if the management was like this, wouldn't he be arguing with them every day?"
"He just argues all the time," the assistant coach said, arms folded, reminiscing. "When I first started, I saw Zeit arguing with the EVG head coach. It was at the hospital. The coach's words were really harsh."
She still remembers the scene vividly.
Less than a week after joining the company, he ran into the club's star coach and players. A middle-aged man who had the reputation of being the head coach of several world championship teams came to the hospital and scolded the champion player who was undergoing physical therapy.
Say he is wasting resources.
What else did he say... He should have been left to die somewhere in the first place.
Zeit put the chair up on the spot.
Later on...most likely they were stopped by other people.
But after seeing this scene, she was almost completely disenchanted with the EVG club.
"On the contrary, Zeit..." the assistant coach said, "He's actually quite different from what people say online about him being arrogant and having a bad temper. He's actually a very nice person."
In the first game she coached, some students on the team did not perform well.
Having seen the head coach lecture his players so often, the assistant coach was prepared for the pressure. But when he entered the office, Zeit was there too.
"You have to win the championship the first time you enter a competition? Why don't you just spend money to organize a competition for yourself and give you championship trophies every day?" - That was the first and only time she saw Zeit, a man who lived on the altar, so close.
Later, the EVG head coach's face turned as dark as charcoal, but he suppressed it and stopped making things difficult for her and the student team.
"I haven't heard of these..." The fat manager and Coach Wan were stunned.
The deputy manager shrugged. “Of course they wouldn’t let anyone know about this kind of thing.”
"I've always felt that Zeit deserves a better team. His time in EVG wasted by having that incompetent head coach." She finally said what she hadn't dared to say.
He has won so many championships. How many years does it take for such a genius to appear in our country?
Finally died on the field.
What a pity.
After listening to this, the fat manager sighed and looked at Coach Wan: "Why didn't we recognize this talent back then? If SFD had both Xiao Lu and Zeit, I can't even imagine..."
Coach Wan: "Would you like to take another look at your employment information? When was our club founded?"
Fat manager: “…”
-
Shi Jing finished practicing his gun in the training room and played another solo game. He was almost in the final round, but the seat next to him was still empty.
Even Jiang Yuan sat in the camera seat with a cup of milk tea in his arms and slippers on and started playing with his phone.
Shi Jing frowned and glanced at the time again.
After finishing his solo match, he was about to get up when the door to the training room opened.
Lu Zhiye walked in.
"Damn it, Brother Lu, you're finally here!" Jiang Yuan jumped up from his chair. "If you hadn't come, I would have called Da Zhuang to go to the manager's office to rescue him."
Shi Jing: “?”
Shi Jing asked casually, "What does this have to do with the manager's office?"
"You don't know?" Jiang Yuan turned around, "Our manager found out about us going out for drinks with LA yesterday, and he stopped my brother early this morning."
Shi Jing: “???”
Just having a drink with LA and then going to the office?
"Is your club a kindergarten?" Shi Jing frowned. "Do I have to report to the manager before going out to play?"
"Of course! We're a serious club." Jiang Yuan puffed out his chest proudly. "No smoking, no drinking, active fitness, no staying up late."
Shi Jingren was dumbfounded.
Jiang Yuan looked at his expression and was puzzled: "Don't other clubs use it?"
It shouldn't be.
Although e-sports is not a physical activity in the strict sense, mental labor actually consumes a huge amount of energy on the body.
Especially in a high-pressure environment like a competition, today's competitive events pursue absolute fairness, and are often BO5 or BO7 (5-game 3-win and 7-game 5-win). If you can't play a full game, you have to sit there for three or four hours under the media, fans, and all-round mental pressure.
Without a healthy body, you really can't handle this kind of thing.
"Maybe other clubs wouldn't have such strict requirements," said Song Jiahang, who has served in other clubs. "In the early years, when esports wasn't regulated, smoking was allowed."
"Huh?" Jiang Yuan frowned. "That's disgusting! I hate the smell of cigarettes the most. Let me breathe other people's secondhand smoke. Death!"
really.
Shi Jing also hated the smell of cigarettes. But in the early years, it was unavoidable. Later, he got used to it.
Having said that, SFD is indeed very different from EVG.
The most obvious thing is cleanliness.
The base is clean.
The people are clean too.
Even on the terrace, I never saw anyone smoking.
If it were EVG or any other club, such a large open-air area would have been filled with people smoking.
Shi Jing caught a glimpse of Lu Zhiye sitting down in front of the computer.
Jiang Yuan was still discussing the topic of "second-hand smoke" with Song Jiahang.
He glanced at Lu Zhiye's hand that turned on the computer, then glanced away: "Did your manager really scold you just now?"
Lu Zhiye paused.
After a few seconds, he said, "Yeah."
"? Why should I scold you?" It was Jiang Yuan and his friends who went to the KTV with LA, and it had nothing to do with Lu Zhiye.
"That's not a good example." Lu Zhiye said, "Bringing the new team members to drink."
Shi Jing: “…”
damn it.
What kind of elementary school chicken club is this? They are not setting a good example.
Shi Jing pinched the mouse and said impatiently: "Didn't you say that you blocked the wine?"
Lu Zhiye: “I forgot.”
"..." Shi Jing pushed the keyboard into the drawer, "I'll go talk to him."
"It's okay." Lu Zhiye said, "No need."
Shi Jing: “?”
Seeing his expression, Shi Jing was silent for a few seconds: "Did he say anything else?"
Lu Zhiye nodded: "Yeah."
"..." Shi Jing said, "Speak."
Lu Zhiye drooped his eyelids, frowned, and lowered his voice a lot: "If I continue to do this and don't set a good example, you will be poached by another club."
Shi Jing: “?”
Shi Jing: “…”
afternoon.
The entire SFD went downstairs to hold a mobilization meeting for the new season.
The fat manager stamped his feet in anger in the office: "These guys only know how to play dirty tricks. They contacted Xiao Tiantian privately! And they even offered him a sky-high contract! Do they think I'm dead? How could I not know?"
"Xiao Tiantian is a fan of Xiao Lu, he won't be persuaded."
"Those people are capable of anything. They even spread rumors about our club and Xiao Lu! What if Xiao Tiantian is accidentally shaken? What if he stops being a fan? Even IOR contacted him!! That's a top-tier team in North America!"
The next second, he pushed the door open and saw a figure at the end of the corridor impatiently answering the phone.
"I don't care if you're sent by the top club in North America. Even if you're sent by the Buddha, that won't work."
"Tell A9, IOR, and TAN, as well as your neighbors down below, NYS, OUT." Shi Jing remained expressionless as always, his tone sharp and indiscriminate, attacking everyone. "I won't transfer, and I won't sign anyone."
"If you call again, I will upload all your numbers to the anti-fraud center."
Fat manager: “……?”
Who offended him?
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