As a little hooligan who has been causing trouble since childhood and is tempted by cats and dogs, Ji Shaoyi is well aware of the essence of writing a review: don’t worry about it, just admit your mistakes.

Cheng Gong was just talking about writing and reviewing him, but he didn't expect that he would start writing with a sigh. When he wrote the stutter, he would frown, scratch his head with his pen holder, and scratch his ears and foreheads, looking like a primary school student who was forced to do his homework.

Cheng Gong couldn't help but look at him slanted, wanting to see what he wrote so sincerely.

Then he saw...

[Teacher Cheng, I was wrong, I was really wrong, I was really wrong, I was really wrong...]

Cheng Gong: "..." Judging from the number of words in water, it is probably not a dream to finish 10,000 words before serving the dishes.

Maybe he noticed Cheng Gong's sneak shot, or maybe he couldn't even get out of water. After sprinkling half a piece of paper, Ji Shao first admitted his mistake in a fancy way.

[It's all my fault. If there were no me, how could the dinosaurs become extinct? It's all my fault. If there were no me, how could Chang'e run to the moon? It's all my fault. If there were no me, why would the flowers be so red? It's all my fault. If there were no me, why would Teacher Cheng be so angry...]

Although he wrote a tragic and silly manly, he climbed quite fast. In a short while, he finished a whole piece of paper, and every stroke revealed his unrestrainedness, and he had a faint tendency to run.

Cheng Gong only stared at him for a while and felt his brain hurt and was angry.

He pressed his temples, rushing around, and said unbearable: "Stop writing."

"Ah?" Ji Shaoyi was writing in an uproar, and said with a confused look on his face: "Why? I'm about to write that the Qing Dynasty was destroyed because of me!"

Cheng Gong: "..." God's fucking Qing Dynasty was destroyed because of you, you really dare to say it.

"You came to see me today, probably not to sit in front of me and write a review?"

After all, Ji Shaoyi and Lang Qiao went out of their school, and the honors they received would benefit from will also benefit from the alma mater. Even if Cheng Gong did not pay special attention, he could still learn about their recent situation from other teachers and classmates.

He had already made the words clear, and Ji Shaoyi had nothing to hide. "Since the teacher can ask such a question, he should have guessed what I want, right?"

"You want to invite me to your team as a coach." Cheng Gong's tone was very confident, without any doubt.

Mr. Ji nodded a little: "Will the teacher go?"

Cheng Gong was stunned for a moment, then asked back without answering: "Why is it me?"

Even though he was once the champion coach, it was limited to the game CF, and his research on pubg was not that deep.

His tactics may have made them awesome in the intercity league, but when it comes to the pcl, which is full of experts, everything becomes unknown.

What's more... he is not successful in the field he is good at. He resigned because he was not gloriously abdicated.

When Mr. Ji looked at his sad face, he knew what he was thinking.

So he said without hesitation: "Because I think you need a chance to prove yourself."

Ji Shao rubbed his fingers and took out two playing cards like magic, spreading them in front of Cheng Gong one by one, saying, "Joker is not only a clown in playing cards, but also ace."

He pushed Cheng Gong in front of him at the same time, "Would you continue to be a clown and spend your life safely, or take a gamble and make a gorgeous counterattack to become a trump card, you can choose it yourself."

"Ace..." Cheng Gong curled the corners of his lips with self-deprecating expression. This was the first time he heard that his id could be given such meaning.

If he was still a young boy in his early twenties, he would have chosen the ace without hesitation and fought a big fight regardless of it.

But he was almost thirty years old. He should have faded his youth and matured. But for some reason, looking at the boy's shiny black eyes, Cheng Gong wanted to take another gamble for no reason.

Just like when he ignored it and took on the burden of the whole team alone.

Maybe he was hesitating for too long that Ji Shaoyi had to raise his eyebrows and use his provocation: "The teacher knew my purpose, but he still came here with me."

"If I had already agreed in my heart, why are I hesitating now?" He looked straight into Cheng Gong's eyes without fear, and the unique sharpness of a young man flashed in his dark eyes: "Is it because I am afraid of losing? Is it because I am afraid of becoming a joke again?"

Faced with his merciless questioning, Cheng Gong lowered his eyes.

After being silent for a long time, he nodded and said, "Yes, I'm afraid of losing."

Otherwise, he would not resign in the face of blame and would retreat in a straightforward manner.

Because he had been defeated by his inner demons, he no longer had the courage to make a comeback.

He was afraid that he would still be a joke until the end, so he chose not to work hard and accept the fact that he was a joke.

But even if you let yourself ridicule and be honestly a joke, it takes a lot of courage.

He has worked hard for so many years but still can't let go of what happened back then, so he can only resist the e-sports circle and pay attention to it quietly. Even if he no longer works in the team, he still has not stopped studying FPS games.

While telling himself that being plain is true, he also expects someone to break his plain life.

While he said, "If the school hadn't forced me, I wouldn't have been bothered to take you." He volunteered to the school to be their team leader in the Intercity League.

After so many years, he has been living so deceivingly, twisted and ridiculous.

Thinking of this, Cheng Gong slowly raised his eyes and said seriously: "What about you? Are you not afraid of losing if you choose a CF data analyst as a PubG coach?"

He is no longer like Ji Shaoyi's teacher, but rather like a student who urgently needs someone to solve his doubts.

However, Ji Shaoyi tilted his head mischievously at him and asked without answering, "Have the teacher ever bought a lottery?"

Cheng Gong didn't know why his topic was so jumpy, but he still shook his head honestly.

"So you have never won the prize, and you have no chance of getting rich overnight."

Ji Shaoyi held his chin with one hand, and his tone was rarely so serious: "Life is like a big bet. If you don't unscrew the bottle cap by yourself, you will never know whether the bottle cap is printed with thank you or another bottle."

"I turned away all opportunities because I was afraid of losing, but I actually rejected the possibility of winning."

"And let's take a step back, so what if you lose?" Ji Shaoyi spread his hands and felt heartbroken without hesitation: "You are already a joke, it cannot be worse than this."
Chapter completed!