This reminded Yin Wuyao of the earliest days when he played heroes.
At that time, many people who played games were not understood.
No matter what is now, a great god will be sought after when he comes out.
In the first six years, in the eyes of most people, as long as they are related to computers, they are not doing their jobs.
The e-sports project is always subject to resistance in China.
So whether it is a relative or a classmate, when he mentioned that he was engaged in game work, the first thing he saw was the subtle contempt.
“Can you make money by playing games?”
"It's almost the same money."
"A person like this is lazy and has no great prospects in the future..."
Yin Wuyao sat on the railing outside the Internet cafe and turned his head and lit a cigarette.
Even he himself didn't understand why he remembered such a long time ago today.
How many people say "He is unrealistic."
He gritted his teeth and persevered. He thought one day he would prove to everyone that what he did was called e-sports, not a game.
Finally, he joined the professional team.
He thought he could finally shine.
However, it was only half a year...
In just half a year, all his enthusiasm for this industry was wiped out.
It turns out that e-sports is not the only way to make a good game to make it.
How to promote, whether the agent praises you, people in the same industry compete with each other, and the betrayal of the closest comrades in order to grab fans...
Yin Wuyao thought of this and snatched out the cigarette in his hand. As soon as he wanted to go in, the screen of his phone lit up.
It was a message sent by their temporary team on WeChat group.
Jiujiujiu Lollipop: "Don't you even sleep? You're out, and this captain has a gift to give to you."
"What a kid, a high school student." Yin Wuyao sneered, but laughed at the corner of his mouth, held a cigarette, buckled his hat, and ran to the address where the boy posted in the group.
There weren't many cars in the middle of the night.
Especially in norths like Jiangcheng, the colder the fewer people.
However, I don’t know why, my chest and palms are hot.
Feng Shang put on his coat and left, and Xue Yaoyao also went out at the same time.
It seemed as if no matter how dark or cold it was outside, at that moment, their eyes were bright.
What led them was the boy standing in the open square of Chang'an Street.
Such a long and handsome figure, with a straight back
The black leather jacket paired with short silver hair is just half leaning against a pure black Land Rover.
After 11 o'clock in the evening, there were not so many cars on Chang'an Street.
So you can even hear the breathing of running clearly.
Xue Yaoyao took the last subway trip, Feng Shang drove and Yin Wuyao took a taxi.
The three people came from three directions, southeast, north and south.
I don’t know if it’s because I run too fast or because of the figure who can emit light even under the night sky.
My heart beats almost a little tight.
That feeling is not only true when you are in love or miss someone.
And now, when you see your friends, you will be happy to look at each other and smile.
Fu Jiu also smiled, walked around from there, raised his hand, and the trunk and the headlights were turned on at the same time. Under the dazzling light, all the rose petals pressed behind the car surged out, just like a scene that only appeared in a comic.
Both Xue Yaoyao and Feng Shang were stunned after seeing this scene.
That seemed to be the most beautiful scene they had ever seen.
Chapter completed!